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Typhons uttered the word indistinctly; the consensus of the Chaos Empire was that one should not cooperate with the Slaanesh's army unless absolutely necessary.
These bastards who're done having fun have no intention of caring about how to fight.
"WAAAAAAAGH!!!"
Another shout from the Greenskins! Typhons slammed his scythe down, bracing himself against the Greenskin leader's hammer with a grunt. Then, Nurgle's follower unleashed a burst of power, the scythe slicing off a large chunk of Greenskin flesh.
Typhons shifted a few steps to the right, casually kicking aside a groaning, debauched man lying at his feet—
That guy was clutching his intestines, which had been ripped out by the bomb, and playing a suffocation game; he looked like he was about to die.
With the help of the fanatics, unfortunately, the war turned into a protracted conflict that the Slaanesh army was least able to handle.
Typhons looked up and saw that the Imperial front had not yet collapsed, and was even showing signs of growing stronger, but they had no intention of intervening in their battles.
Well, Typhons thought it was actually quite merciful of the Empire's Angron not to take the opportunity to launch missiles into their war zone.
But the Madman remained unperturbed. For Angron and his army, death was merely a reawakening in the Slaanesh's warm bed, which could even allow them to return to their world as quickly as possible.
The premise is that in this destiny, others will not use "Pluto" to interfere with the regeneration of the Chaos Primarchs.
Typhon thought to himself, "Pluto is truly efficient—"
It completely disregarded all the rules, so much so that [Vox], who had just recklessly shouted for Hades, still hasn't recovered.
Would such a being also need help?
However, if "Pluto" is replaced with "Hades", Typhons finds it all makes sense.
While thinking, Typhons smashed another greenskin with his scythe. The greenskin yelled and swung his machete at Typhons, but the machete got stuck deep in Typhons' stomach and couldn't be pulled out. Typhons then easily smashed the terrified, screaming greenskin with a single blow of his scythe.
The madmen's reckless actions have successfully made the greenskins the dominant force on the battlefield. Now, apart from the Titan's feet where the Slaanesh [Angron] resides, the rest of the Chaos Empire is filled with groans.
But the Slaanesh followers lying limp on the ground only fueled the Greenskins' inexplicable interest in attacking them. After letting out a disgusted shout, the capable Greenskins excitedly brandished their swords and ran off towards the Empire.
Typhons strongly suspected that Anglon did it on purpose.
Fortunately, this reduced the strength of the enemy that Typhons was facing. Typhons thought slowly that he was not afraid of a protracted war. For the children of Nurgle, a protracted war was just a moment in the garden.
After an unknown amount of time, Typhons sensed that the greenskins were about to leave. The floating continent that had been anchored in the sky began to move, slowly rising upwards, and a hazy psionic mist enveloped the continent.
In the distance, the true masters of that green-skinned battlefield, Warlord, are calling upon his warriors—
A real battle is underway, boys, get to work! Don't waste any more time!
"WAAAAAGH!!! Come back to me now!!! Lose weight! Lose weight! Take off!!!"
With a roar from the green-skinned warboss, all the green-skinned vehicles began to glow with green light.
"?!!!"
Typhons suddenly heard Mrs. Psyche's shrill scream. He turned around sharply and saw that Mrs. Psyche, who had been protecting the unconscious [Vox], had been hit by a heavy missile randomly dropped by a land-smashing plane flying overhead.
Typhon's summoning of Hades was like a direct blow to the already weakened Vox. Before his soul could recover, Vox was completely unable to rise again.
boom! ! ! !
The earth shook!
Typhons watched as Vaux, standing beside Mrs. Psyche, was blasted away, tracing a graceful arc through the air—
Mrs. Psyche screamed as she struggled to save [Vox], only to be slammed down again by a green-skinned fighter jet falling from the sky, forcing her to struggle awkwardly to her feet.
—Typhons looked along the arc and saw that the Vox's crash destination was a green-skinned, explosive jet that was rapidly climbing.
boom!
[Vox] crashed into the wing of the explosive jet, and Typhons watched as the green-skinned boys, huddled together on the wing, began to shout about nature's bounty.
His mind was still a mess, the dripping water from the branches of the Blessed Garden had not yet dried up, and without much thought, the merciful, loving, and united believer of Nurgle made his choice.
Typhon leaped up with agility far exceeding his physical size, raising his scythe high—sizzling—sparks flying—the curved blade bit into the jet fuselage, and Typhon used both hands to swing himself up and throw himself into the air.
Boom!
The jet, which was rapidly ascending, suddenly plummeted. Typhon kicked two green-skinned creatures away, grabbed Vox, glanced down, and then aimed at Mrs. Psyche's location, throwing Vox directly down.
The green light surrounding the exploding jet intensified. Without hesitation, Typhon jumped out of the jet, but just as he leaped—
Across the starry sky, on the distant battlefield, the WARLORD unleashed their power. The phantom heads of two wild, green beasts suddenly appeared, their mouths agape, roaring and instantly granting all the green-skinned creatures a buff!
A burst of green light!
"no?!"
Mrs. Psyche screamed. Before her lay the crater created by the Vaux. She looked up in disbelief at the sky where Typhon and the greens had vanished together.
"Is that right?!?"
Slaanesh's darling screamed.
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"I saw it."
Standing atop the corpses of millions of Tyrannosaurus Rex, Fang held a sword in one hand, raising its head high, never willing to bow.
Boom—Buzz!
The Green-7 fighter jet, shrieking and billowing black smoke, whistled past the large front teeth perched atop Tyrannosaurus Rex's corpse, which was being fought by dozens of Sky Witches, and the large front teeth did not budge an inch.
BANG!!
Brilliant fireworks exploded in front of the large front teeth, the bright red flames illuminating the resolute face of the green-skinned warlord.
"Then—let us go!!! Brother Mao!!! Accept my bow!!! Let us be liberated from that old day of enslavement!!!!"
The giant front tooth raised its sword! Behind it, the vast starry sky began to shimmer.
Okay, that's all.
Chapter 828 [270] I Came for You! MAN!
"The swarm has retreated for now..."
Hades sighed, wiping non-existent cold sweat from his brow. The channel was filled with the endless chatter of Tarachin.
Hades blinked, gazing at the insectoids wandering in the nearby star cluster. The Tyranids were evolving extremely rapidly, and now countless Tyranids were flashing, relying on light as a secondary means of communication.
This can't go on, Hades thought. He felt himself sliding into the abyss of hunger. Hades scratched his head. The first phase of the war had been successfully completed: using a planet as a "trap" to eliminate a large number of Tyranid forces.
But their only miscalculation was Tyron's obsession with the Pluto gene.
Hades took a deep breath.
Before the Endless Ones persuaded him to begin planning the second phase—that is, to fight and run on the Endless Ones' ship—Hades decided to give the idea in his mind a preliminary test. Hades waved his hand and looked at the Tyranids beside him, whom he had specially separated from the main force with his Star God Lightning.
Completely cut off from the main force, the insects are now anxiously trying to escape from Pluto's lightning circle, but are forced to retreat out of fear of the Star God's lightning.
Hades extended a hand.
“Hey, I have an idea, Tarasin. No rush. This trap planet can at least wear down another wave of the Zerg army. If we leave early, the Zerg will mistakenly think we have no strength left to fight.”
"I hope your idea is really useful,"
The Endless One sprawled on the command chair, waving his hands nonchalantly.
"At worst... I've made up my mind, Hades! If Tyrande really manages to corner us, I'll immediately send our spacetime coordinates to the Silent King!"
If they are driven into a corner by the Zerg swarm, the one that can immediately support them and mobilize the largest number of troops to the battlefield—in any case, it will never be the human empire.
On the contrary—it was noble! Finally, with the greatest Silent King, Szalak!
Talazin was certain that if he sent his and Hades's addresses to the sector where the Silent King was at war with the Empire, the Silent King would be the first to arrive, far faster than the Imperials and Orikan.
"Hey! That might be a good idea!"
Hades clearly agreed with Tarachin's idea.
But after that, the Endless Ones, who saw what Hades was doing, were clearly somewhat disapproving of Hades's idea.
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WAAAAAAAAGH！ ！ ！
war! war! war!
Those green lads covered the mountains and fields, like eagles vying to soar into the sky! The big, awesome green leader suddenly swung his arm, stood on the high hill, and pointed his sword at the giant worm!
"Once, Big Tooth Boss said that we greens have a foothold in the cruel galaxy precisely because of this fighting spirit that is far more passionate than flames—with the flesh and blood of us good lads and the big sticks in our hands, we will conquer one planet after another! With our fighting spirit, we will face the enemy's cannons and planes that have no fighting spirit and no intention of conquering!"
"But now—!!! Now!!!!"
The green-skinned leader screamed in agony, as the seemingly endless green-skinned lads surged out from behind it, facing the vast swarm of insects across the mountains and plains opposite it, a sea of green and purple colliding violently.
"Now!!!!"
The green-skinned leader shouted in a broken voice, and the ground beneath its feet began to tremble, like the engine of the Great Techies that sputtered all day long.
The little devil scrambled up to the green-skinned leader's calf, huddled under his armor, and hid with his head down.
"Now!!! We not only have WAAAAAGH!! Green Boy! But also WAAAAAGH's planes and cannons—and you—you!!! Our little enemies!!! You'd better also have the will of WAAAAAGH!!!!"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"
In an instant, the sky seemed to collapse! The neatly arranged formation of aircraft soared straight into the clouds! Unlike the stereotypical image that other races had of the greenskins, the warships soaring in the sky were no longer a poorly constructed patchwork of junk, but instead appeared extremely neat and tidy at first glance!
Looking up, one sees the Green-7 aircraft, painted green, soaring in the sky, and the Red-6 aircraft, painted red, with their bomb racks already open.
Further away, mountains—no! Much higher, much larger, much more magnificent than mountains—raise their heads, those ancient behemoths spanning an entire continent!
Faced with this overwhelming firepower, even the most sturdy bunker would be sent flying, along with its inhabitants!
This is—the WAAAAAAGH Will!!
"WAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"
The green-skinned leader brandished its heavy sword, dedicating this battle to the green-skinned warrior, Fangya!
It remembered how much Fangya valued it back then, when it was originally a tech-savvy kid. Fangya would discover the potential of every green kid and let them reach their full potential!
Thinking of the kindness Green Tooth had shown him, Green Leader suddenly felt a surge of power within him. The greatsword in his hand was filled with power, WAAAGH!!! It charged forward, plunging into the green mountains and sea of green!
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The starry sky was magnificent, but the stars dimmed under the gaze of Gao Ge and Mao Ge. On the tidy fleet deck, the green-skinned general with the big front teeth paced back and forth, his gleaming military boots stepping on the floor, the blood of Tyrannosaurus and the dust of the battlefield still clinging to the soles.
"How beautiful...how magnificent."
Big Tooth said that as far as the eye could see, its fleet was still increasing, with countless ships landing on the wrong battlefield, and more and more fleets coming under the influence of the Greenskins!
"Can you see it, Hades? This is the dynasty forged by your will and strategies."
Now, they've traveled far and wide... all for you! For a grand WAAAAAGH!!!
It's a pity... a pity.
The front teeth stopped.
He is gone, but the spirit of WAAAAGH lives on!
Mag, you little brat!!! Let this mighty WAAAAGH that stretches across the galaxy be a tribute to you!!!
Assemble! Assemble! Assemble!
attack!
WAAAAAAAAAAGH！！
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WAAAAAAAAAAGH！！
Amidst the explosions and stench, the clumsy hive guards roared, their long, sharp biomass railguns whistling as they fired.
XIU!!
"(X66300, Y47400) - Fire support!"
The young man, clutching his head behind the ripping machine gun, shouted, and the next moment, the tall, sturdy anti-aircraft guns gathered at the front line burst into flames!
Hundreds of fireworks streaked across the sky like beautiful rivers of light. The shamans and gargoyles hovering in the sky tried to dodge, but the density of the anti-aircraft fire was too high, and they would be hit no matter where they hid.
The burning biomass crashed to the earth, and the insect hive's thick, anti-tank armor reflected a rain of fire from the horizon—it had come for this!
Under Big Teeth's deliberate training, these green-skinned guys have absolutely no concept of conserving ammunition! Or rather, most of their vehicles and turrets can still launch huge, awesome missiles even when they're unloaded!