Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

He was then easily defeated by his own overwhelming power.

Realizing the gap in power, the human knelt before the Brass Throne, accepted the blessing, and became the most powerful killing incarnation in the Brass Realm.

The fact that the second brother was trying to exploit loopholes also attracted the attention of the other three Chaos Gods.

They also followed the example of the second brother, blessing the weapon of the guy they admired.

Exercising influence through weapons

I'll wait until the day I can bring these guys under my control.

Roar! !

A roar rang out.

An even larger orc leader appeared on the battlefield.

It holds a huge machete in one hand, while the other hand is encased in a powered claw.

Zhan Shuai kicked one of the orcs aside and faced off against the orc leader.

The orc leader was much larger than the other orcs, with a robust physique and thick muscles.

He was wearing a suit of armor covered in spikes, with skulls pierced through his back as decoration.

His eyes, like rubies, were set in his face, which resembled withered tree bark.

Metal was also installed on his chin, and a set of shiny metal teeth was particularly eye-catching.

The orc leader roared and launched an attack on the war commander.

He swung his machete and slashed down at the war commander.

The sound of something cutting through the air suddenly arose.

The warrior swung his sword to parry.

Zheng~

The clash of the two weapons produced a terrifying sound.

The orc leader swung his claws, trying to smash the human's head in front of him.

The warrior took a step back, causing the opponent's attack to miss.

Then, seizing an opening, he swung his sword and stabbed the opponent in the abdomen.

The orc leader let out a painful roar, trying to swing his claws to drive away the human who had injured him.

But Zhan Shuai's reaction speed was even faster.

He ducked to avoid the orc leader's claws.

Seizing the opportunity again, he swung his sword and beheaded the other man.

With their leader killed, the orcs' morale plummeted, and they began to show signs of defeat.

The players' morale soared, and they pressed on with renewed vigor.

They cut melons and vegetables along the way.

After the last orc who tried to turn and run away was shot in the head, all the orcs were slaughtered.

The entire corridor was filled with severed limbs and broken bodies left behind after a fierce battle, creating a scene resembling a battlefield.

But players like Zhan Shuai were already used to this kind of killing.

They didn't linger; they moved on, stepping over the orc corpses.

After several battles along the way, they reached the flank of the orc army.

At this moment, the Space Wolves and Imperial forces had already launched their attack.

Most of the orcs' attention was drawn to the main battlefield.

The player squad attacked from the flank, piercing through the weak orc defenses like arrows, and heading straight for the orc warlord's rear.

The orc warlords were the largest in size.

He stood like a colossal ancient ruin on the battlefield.

His teeth alone were as thick as tree trunks, and he wielded an enormous warhammer capable of easily shattering a tank into pieces.

In addition, the orc warlord's body surface surged with exaggerated, materialized WAAAGH power.

The orc warlord swung his warhammer, easily smashing the player who attacked him into a bloody pulp.

The unleashed WAAGH power can easily send players flying or burn them to ashes.

This was an extremely difficult battle.

The orc warlord's power was inexhaustible; the WAAAGH force fields of countless orcs were connected, becoming the source of his power.

His formidable muscles and heavy armor allowed him to withstand exaggerated injuries.

No single player could possibly defeat such a being.

Players cooperated and divided tasks, much like when battling a world boss.

Players specializing in the Orcish faction are responsible for applying buffs, while Mech players handle healing and damage output, and melee players are responsible for drawing the attention of the Orc warlords.

Even with excellent teamwork, the casualties were still heavy, with players being smashed into mincemeat or turned to ashes by the power of WAAAGH.

The space wolves were terrified.

Even if they were allowed to go up, the situation wouldn't be much better.

Even if we win, it will be a brutal victory.

"Kneel down."

Enveloped in spiritual energy, his eyes blazing with light, Jujiro roared like a god.

The 13th brother and the other psychics stood behind Jujiro, channeling all their psychic energy into him.

The thirteenth prince is physically stronger than Jujiro, but he is not as skilled as Jujiro in the finesse of using spiritual energy.

Choosing Jujiro to control the power of all psychics is the best option.

Jujiro lived up to expectations, and with the help of everyone, he managed to break through the orc warlord's WAAAGH force field and lock his limbs.

But he also paid a price.

His excessive use of psionic energy caused his head to explode.

Other psionicists, on the other hand, suffered from exhaustion due to overuse of their psionic abilities; even someone with Old Thirteen's physique couldn't withstand it.

"Shiro's head-exploding skills are getting more and more powerful." The twisted man, now only half a body, watched his good brother fall and couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

The bald monk, who had been fighting all along, seized the opportunity and ran away while roaring.

He charged forward and used the Winter's Battle Axe to behead the psionic orc warlord.

Its massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The terrifying power of WAAAGH formed a storm that swept in all directions with tremendous force.

With the orc warlord killed, the remaining orcs began to crumble.

The originally deadlocked battlefield situation degenerated into a one-sided massacre.

"I will not fail Ruth and my father."

The bald monk, holding the Winter's Axe high, charged towards the rout of the orcs.

Many wolves cheered and followed behind him.

“You made an absolutely correct choice. In the future, he will be a powerful son of Ruth.”

Bjorn stepped forward and stood beside Logan, both looking at the bald monk in the crowd.

After killing the orc warlord, the orc fortress was destroyed under the Empire's fierce firepower, and many human compatriots who had been captured by the orcs and enslaved were also rescued.

The remaining orcs suffered heavy casualties and fled to various parts of the wrecked ship.

But with the Empire's further purges, these orcs will soon be completely wiped out.

Qin Yun arrived on the battlefield only after the war had ended.

Just as he was using his skills to heal the wounded, Logan and Nagar the Windcaller came over, bringing with them a black box locked with chains.

“Sage, you should take a look at this.”

Under Qin Yun's puzzled gaze, Logan ordered his men to open the boxes they were carrying.

Inside lay a black stone scepter, brimming with evil power.

"How did this thing end up in the hands of orcs?"

Qin Yun bent down and stroked the black stone scepter in the box.

He could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within the scepter.

Clearly, it was this Black Stone Scepter that created the orc warlord with terrifying WAAAGH power.

"Because someone is helping them, intending to restore them to the scale of the War of Heaven."

A ragged man, who had just been rescued, suddenly appeared.

He informed Qin Yun of news that was enough to shake the human empire.

P.S.: Here's another chapter. Thanks for your support, everyone.

Chapter 245 Sleeping Beauty Ryan Returns

Qin Yun scrutinized the man in front of him; the man's words were utterly shocking.

As is widely known, the green-skinned orcs are creations of the Old Ones, created during the War of Heaven as biological weapons to fight against the undead race of the space, led by the Star Gods.

Not only do they possess a powerful reproductive ability, but their combat strength is also astonishing.

Back then, orcs could easily reach heights of over ten meters, comparable to small titans, and their weapons and equipment were far more sophisticated than they are now.

Over time, the green-skinned orcs gradually degenerated and became what they are today.

Now, someone actually wants to restore the orcs to their former peak condition; that's utterly insane.

Imagine countless green-skinned ancient orcs, some tens of meters tall, shouting "WAAAGH!"

Any force that sees this will be plunged into a deep abyss of despair.

It is estimated that the four Chaos Gods will all try to rally the Emperor to form an alliance.

Otherwise, he would be forcefully pinned to the ground and brutally rubbed by the powerful Second Brother Mao.

"What's your name?" Qin Yun asked, looking at the man in front of her.

“I am Captain Sandka of the 119th Regiment of Nekmunda, sir.”

The man stood ramrod straight and saluted Qin Yun.

"Captain Sandka, thank you for your dedication to the Emperor."

Qin Yun began by praising him, then changed the subject, asking in a serious tone,

How did you know someone was helping the orcs?

“It’s a long story, my lord,” Sandka said. “We were originally ordered to go to Kars 3 to support the local garrison against the green-skinned orcs.”

"However, the local defenses did not last long before they fell. I thought I was doomed, but the green-skinned orcs did something unusual. Instead of killing us excessively, they treated us like slaves and made us work."

"While I was working, I unexpectedly saw several men in black robes coming and going in the Greenskin camp. The orc leaders treated them with considerable respect, which puzzled me greatly."

"During a drain cleaning, I gained access to their room and overheard their conversation."

"They appear to belong to several mysterious organizations, now united and operating throughout the galaxy, plotting a massive conspiracy."

"What did they say?" Qin Yun asked.

"They say a new angel has been born, and the Golden Throne is trying to regain the initiative. They must act quickly to restore the orcs to their state during the War of Heaven and balance the power in the galaxy."

"They also said that an even greater threat is looming, and if no changes are made, both the gods and all the races in the galaxy will be utterly destroyed."

"This black stone scepter was given to the orcs by those people. It is because of its existence that the orc warlord was able to wield such great power."

Sandka was, after all, just a prisoner, and didn't overhear much.