I'm a magnetic field madman

Biological sample analysis in progress...

Cell model uploaded successfully, cloning process initiated...

The improvement program has been initiated, and a sample enhancement has been added—the Magnetic Field Hive Tyrant—which is now in production!

The most terrifying aspect of the Tyranid swarm is revealed here, all because of a mistake made by the Dark Eldar in a war, which resulted in the swarm capturing a biological sample of a Magnet God.

For a swarm, the individual is equal to the collective; being captured by an individual's nest is equivalent to being analyzed by the swarm!

The Zerg swarms of the Astartes were created by capturing and consuming large numbers of Astartes, and now they have found an even more deadly weapon.

How can we create a rotating magnetic field in a swarm sample?

The experiment was conducted in an instant, with billions of new Tyrenaeus samples being created every second, only to be destroyed by various errors.

But that's alright, thanks to the swarm's most efficient biomass recycling operations...

The process of sample creation and testing continued in a completely streamlined manner.

So, about a month later, the Orc Empire in Octarius... an unprecedented Waaaagh suddenly came to an end!

The Warboss who led this massive green tide is the infamous Gazb Mag Ub Salaka, the prophet of Gaz and Maurice, a colossal and invincible being.

Of course, he is better known by the name "Bonebreaker".

As the most powerful warboss of the orcs since the time of the beasts, the Bonecrusher came to the orcish empire after leaving Amegiddon... and led the lads there to fight against the terrible Tyranid swarms!

Their battle lasted a very long time. The reason why the main force of this Leviathan swarm fleet was almost unable to harass the various factions in the galaxy in several "versions" was entirely due to the Bonecrusher leading the Orks to victory.

Not long ago, they were on the verge of victory.

He has united several Warbosses and commands a million psionic kids and tens of millions of tech kids...

And the countless Bonebreakers, the green-skinned army spawned during the war… his power had reached a level of terror that even the Empire could hardly accept.

In the past 8000 years, up to the present day (since the rise of the beasts), we have never seen such a large orc army...

The immense waaagh energy emanating from the entire sector instilled fear in every Imperial power that received this information.

Such power is entirely due to humanity finding a worthy opponent for the Bonebreakers... In this battle, the Great Waaagh united the previously disorganized Greenskin forces...

They successfully annihilated only one-tenth of the Tyranid fleet that had invaded the galaxy!

Just as the Bonecrusher led his minions aboard the Zerg mothership, preparing to take down the Queen Mother—

An unexpected event occurred.

Several terrifying Hive Tyrants suddenly emerged. Their appearance was not much different from that of ordinary Hive Tyrants, except that they were taller and stronger, and terrifying arcs of electricity danced on their bone blades.

Their speed far exceeded the Bonebreaker's expectations, as did their strength. They slaughtered the Psykimboy almost as easily as cutting vegetables, and then engaged the Bonebreaker in battle!

Would the Bone Crusher tolerate him? Of course, he charged forward without hesitation.

"Waaaaaagh!!"

With a powerful battle cry, the Bonebreaker charged forward, dragging his body which was over ten meters tall... but in just one exchange, or rather, in a few breaths, half of his armor was cut away!

These bizarre hive tyrants easily broke through the Bonebreaker's defenses and then prepared to finely chop it into mincemeat.

Death was imminent, but the Bone Crusher's thoughts were quite simple—

This is death, isn't it? I've been through worse.

Lightning appeared where there was none. Shadows split into colors I had never seen before. I saw corpses contorted into fungal shapes, I saw stone walls breathing.

I tasted the acidic glow and heard wild beasts running in the darkness. Suddenly, a voice I didn't understand roared and shouted.

They came from all directions, engulfing everything. I don't know if they were talking to me, or if they were me talking to someone else.

I was lost in the desert, my skull was broken, and I didn't know who I was or what I was.

I was scared, but then the voices spoke again, and I finally understood what they meant.

Those are your voices.

Once I know this, I can identify them, just like I've learned over a long period of time.

I captured your powerful voices in the storm, and I listened.

"You are the warlord among warlords."

You are our prophet.

We speak through your long teeth.

And your fists, and your head.

You are the Bonebreaker Mag Uruk Slarka, the world burns in your footprints!!

I heard you, and my true self has returned to me.

The end is near. Yet I do not feel weak. I feel stronger than ever before. Because beyond this, there is something new. Something terrible. Something perfect.

I feel like I'm not dead yet, I'm still alive, and I can still beat those reptiles' heads!

And so, the Bonebreaker came back to life, instantly restoring his body from being shredded into pieces.

More importantly, he gained some new knowledge in his mind that he didn't understand but could use.

"Waaaaaaaaaagh!! Magnetic field rotation with 750,000 horsepower of force - Green-skinned Explosive Fist!!"

The Bonebreaker roared as it rose to its feet. The immense power it wielded, though incomprehensible, did not hinder its ability to function, allowing it to instantly regenerate its cells and blast the several Hive Tyrants before it into dust!

He won, once again!

"Waaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

The Bonebreaker roared, and after reassembling, his height exceeded fifteen meters—a massive size achieved purely from his physical body, without relying on any armor or technology!

At the same time, the skeletons of the Bonebreakers have undergone tremendous changes compared to those of ordinary orcs!

With a perfectly straight spine and more rational muscle distribution, he looks more like an enlarged human giant than an orc!

Of course, the Bonebreaker was still an orc. He could feel the Waaaagh energy flowing in his veins and muscles. He clenched his hands and felt the lightning flowing in his palms, as well as the "ancient" memories that existed in his brain.

Ancient memories echoed, memories of a war called the War of Heaven, memories of fighting against those steel undead and the Star Gods!

That war was far larger in scale than any war we have now, and they were worthy of the lives they had to live in that war!

"Gagaga!!"

The Bonebreaker laughed wildly. He spread his arms and completed the material recombination with incredible precision, breaking apart the molecules between the shattered metal and the recombined biomass, and finally reconstructing a new set of powered armor on his body.

Gone is the wild, trashy wasteland style of the orcs; the pure black, streamlined armor exudes a high-tech feel at first glance.

And that's exactly right. The technological sophistication of this armor is definitely higher than that of the armor of the Astartes or even the Primarchs of the Human Empire!

Because this is a creation of ancient sacred technology, and the Bonebreaker already possesses these memories and technologies.

This also means that he has successfully reverted to his ancestral form and become a true ancient beastman!

No, it's even more powerful than that! The ancient orcs with magnetic field power, the Bonebreakers, possess astonishing strength and wisdom that should not be underestimated!

He had to thank these insects; if it weren't for them killing the Bonebreaker, if it weren't for their incomprehensible magnetic force.

The Bone Crusher could never receive the blessings of Brother Gao and Brother Mao, and could never achieve such a transformation!

In return, he punched the dying Hive Queen to pieces...

The remaining Leviathan hive fleet began to scatter the moment it lost its node.

Amidst the gazes and cheers of countless greenskins, they watched as the great prophet, stepping on the remains of the Swarm Queen, plummeted back into the world through the atmosphere!

Countless greenskins cheered and roared for their master, and even the Warboss, who had once defied the Bonecrushers, bowed their heads.

Because they sensed from the Bonebreaker that ancient suppression and perfection.

"Boys, get ready for the next war!!"

The Bonebreakers reached the highest point of an ancient junk, gazing at the endless green tide, and even seeing through them the terrifying eye that stretched across the Milky Way.

Without any unnecessary words, the Bonebreaker gave only one order—

"Come with me to participate in the biggest Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh ever in ten thousand years!"

"Waaaaaaaagh!"

The only response to the Bonebreakers was the roar of countless green-skinned warriors!

121. A Judge's Observations

Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty.

Grefax carefully and cautiously wrote those words of loyalty again in his logbook, then gazed at the countless surging colors of the net outside with a deep look in his eyes.

She opened her diary and proofread it again, which recorded her experiences as an inquisitor of the Rebel Order.

She didn't know whether she should organize the contents of this document and submit it in the correct format after returning to the courtroom, because perhaps it was a bit too shocking.

Even Grefax wasn't entirely sure which court should handle this record...

She turned to the first page and began proofreading from the first line.

Record 1:

I awoke from the aftermath of being captured by the aliens, only to find two beings before me who called themselves—(blacked out).

The following will use "Red Sand" and "Peacock" as pronouns for the two individuals.

Regardless of whether they were real or not, I did not hesitate to execute them simply because I was a member of the Rebels of Rebellion, but the execution failed.

I was told that I and some Imperial troops captured by the alien race Necromancers would be heading to Macragge to support the Ultramarines, accompanied by a esteemed Imperial Guard, a company of Ultramarines claiming to be from ten thousand years ago, and some (DATA EXPUNGED) troops.

I have no way of knowing whether what they claim to be true or false, but from my conversation with them, I am certain that their thinking is vastly different from that of the mainstream society of the Empire, especially their disdain and even disgust for the state religion, particularly the Astartes led by the Ultramarines.

This is not surprising; it's quite normal for people within the Astartes to dislike the state religion...

However, their aversion and rejection of imperial worship makes me wonder if they are traitors in disguise.

However, because of my personal admiration for the truth of the Empire, my conversations with them were relatively normal (a line crossed out).

Among this unit, Red Sand and Peacock's individual combat power was exceptionally high, and I couldn't help but wonder if they were out-of-control psychics... although I didn't sense any psychic energy fluctuations from them.

What exactly is the force behind that so-called magnetic field rotation?

Record 2:

I don't know what kind of deal Red Sand and Peacock made with that alien... but the entire force was given an extremely powerful space necromancer warship, and because I had to leave, I had to board this alien spaceship without the Emperor's protection.

They proceeded in a manner that was not subspace travel, and during the journey and before departure...

I engaged in close communication with several leaders of the Imperial Army, including Lieutenant General Calanti of the Ultramarines Legion, and formed a preliminary alliance.

We have temporarily rejected the assassination plan proposed by several of our hidden Assassin's Court members, but we absolutely do not trust those two traitors!

If Red Sand and Peacock show any disloyalty or aggression towards the Empire, we will not hesitate to turn against them!

Deleted records:

Are Red Sand and Peacock truly the rebellious Primarchs who returned to the Empire?

If that's the case, how should the current state religion and empire conduct themselves and what choices should they make?

The return of rebelled Primarchs to loyalty is unprecedented... and I believe it is highly likely to cause the Empire to split apart.

But if, as they say, Robert Guilliman, the loyal Primarch, could awaken, perhaps the empire, now in dire straits, would have a new hope.

After all, of those two rebellious Primarchs, Peacock did indeed possess the legendary Primarch's powerful and incredible supernatural affinity... but Red Sand, no matter how I looked at him, seemed purely like a madman who had gone insane.

However, the destructive power displayed by Red Sand and Peacock contradicts any record in the history of the Empire, and even completely contradicts the "materialism" described in the Empire's truth...

Record 3:

We successfully reached the airspace above Makula, but the situation was much worse than expected.

A warp storm has isolated Macragge, while the traitorous legions of the Red Corsairs, Word Bearers, and Deathguards, along with the orbital air defenses that have completely breached Macragge, are dropping Astartes onto the ground.

We may be the only support force. These traitors' target is undoubtedly Primarch Guilliman, and such a thing must not be allowed to happen!

And then once again, we witnessed firsthand the terrifying and unbelievable destructive power of the Red Sands.

He single-handedly destroyed the Death Guard's flagship, the "End"... This demonic warship, which had brought countless sufferings and fears to the people of the Empire, was shattered by his own power.

As always, I couldn't sense any flow of spiritual energy from him, and I began to question the truth described by the Imperial Truth...

Record 4: