Chapter 55 One-Eye’s Rebirth
The mad doctor experienced his craziest medical work today. Although he is usually very crazy, the green-skinned boss One-Eye, who was attacked by beam heat, chain swords, and power fists for several minutes, can now physically judge that he is dead. It's just the orc's cells that allow him to be "resurrected".
But this situation can definitely not be considered a resurrection, because the mad doctor looked at the different color patches on the one-eyed head. It was not that he had mutated, but that the damaged position and the cell tissue melted or destroyed by the heat of the beam could not be reproduced.
And even the green skins can't regenerate brain cells. The mad doctor can only stick the brain tissue of other old people who died in the battle to it using the crudest method, that is, glue.
Under the interaction of the green-skinned powerful cells and the waaagh stance, One-Eye miraculously regained his ability as an intelligent creature, but this was not a good thing. Countless green-skinned bosses' chaotic emotions and knowledge were turbulent in his head.
And now he not only has an iron arm that he is not used to, but also has almost three or four times the orc's fanaticism.
One-Eye was almost crazy. His huge new iron hand, a shiny, silver terrifying weapon made of ceramite, had just been painted in the Blood Ax Clan style decoration he requested by the grot, and he suddenly beat the grot to pieces. .
He didn't know why he did this. The chaotic emotions in his head made him more like the rough, pure green-skinned race called the real weapons of war.
But One Eye can no longer feel the happiness he had before. At this moment, he seems to be unable to eat enough. He is full of greater desire for war and victory. He can't wait any longer. His green-skinned and scarlet eyes look into the distance. Only this time it was not Karu City, but the starry sky.
No one knows what terrible things One-Eye has experienced, not even the mad doctor who performed the suturing surgery on him, but today, in this dark and terrifying universe, another green-skinned Oc tyrant was born.
He is not the boss of the special operations, he is not the war leader, nor is he the chosen one by Brother Mao. Now One Eye thought of the book he was reading, and he asked all the boys to call him.
【Old One-eyed】
It may be an accident that his name is finally focused on a commissar in the Bonebreaker War, but the soul of a loyal man should drift to the Emperor, or...
Commissar is still alive, cleaning out those damn Orks somewhere in the galaxy?
For One-Eye, accident, fate, no life can truly grasp those things, not even the powerful orc war leader One-Eye. He has tasted his own destiny, and now he is back again.
As soon as One Eye woke up, he felt the noise outside. He climbed up his body, and his huge body squeezed out of the house made by the green skin. He walked to the hall, which should be the hall. After all, the green skin building was also full of randomness. sex.
He saw that the table in the room was covered with shining silver Catachan shrimp knives, but those things could not arouse his interest. The mixed emotions in his mind made him think of anything other than killing and waaaagh. The two greenskins have no interest in anything other than their most basic desires.
Outside the house, the noisy sound gradually became clearer. It was the cry of iron teeth, and it was the sound of explosive bombs and beam carbines that the Catachan shrimps liked.
The bosses who planned this operation certainly knew that the place where Iron Teeth lived was where One Eye rested. They used various excuses and complicated work to transfer the boys here in advance, and the Catachans were also released as they wished. Things went smoothly, and the special operations boss was smiling.
But he knew very well that One-Eye would be resurrected, and would be resurrected with half of the plan completed.
During this time, he found a strange book. He originally planned to learn to be one-eyed. Just like he usually did, he touched the unknown book with a strange cover. The cover was like human skin, and the title was mouth and face. He was horrified. human face.
He is not as smart and wise as his boss. He can even learn High Gothic and read human books without any hindrance, but God bless him and he found this in the ruins.
He opened the pages of the book. There were no complicated words in it, but pictures depicting his plan. The orc bosses were entrenched together, shooting those who refused, and raising Catachan.
And the last picture in it is One-Eye dying from a large number of Catachan approaching. He was angry and could not control his melee Catachan shrimp. Then a huge explosion suddenly appeared, boom, and he became the boss and sat on the throne.
Why did Catachan win? Because the special operations boss prepared a terrible neurotoxin that could kill Xiami’s head, leaving only instinct, combat wisdom, and the most basic things. Obviously, for Catachan, honor is It's the most basic things. They even forgot about eating and language, but they still drew their guns and shot for their brothers' blades.
At this moment, the anger of the jungle warriors towards the green skin surpassed everything, including their already confused sanity. Their thick bronze arms were bombarded with various weapons and attacked the iron teeth. Even though the iron teeth were very powerful, they lost the power of the clamps and the entire arm. The green-skinned war boss couldn't kill these damn shrimps.
he cursed. "Bad guy Xiami! I'll kill you!" He frantically grabbed a Catachan warrior with his remaining arm, spread his iron jaw, and took the forest warrior's head into his mouth, cracking it like a watermelon bursting.
It's just that others have no fear at all. Now they are like the death chain of the legendary Blood Angels. They have no fear and only fall into anger towards their own beliefs and honor. The projectiles of the weapons sink into the skin of the iron teeth, destroying His muscles made this powerful orc warlord unable to help but cry out.
And they are extremely fast, and it is difficult for the injured iron teeth to catch them, so they can only be attacked continuously. But if you can get close to them, you will hear the abnormal sound of muscle tearing on their bodies.
In this way, Iron Teeth was quickly defeated. Facing the attacks of Catachan warriors, roaring weapons, anger, and fearlessness of death and his own injuries, the orc boss had never felt so uncomfortable.
He knelt down on one knee, because his thigh and knee could not support his huge body. The thigh was hit by a bomb and was half-broken.
The armor embedded in his flesh and blood became tattered, and the crazy Catachan people would not utter words again, they could only act like zombies. Obviously the green-skinned things had an irreversible impact on their bodies, but they Their loyalty and honor allow them to still maintain their vigorous anger against the aliens.
Loyal men, their souls already gathered at the Emperor's throne, together with the heroes of the world, now the bodies of Catachan warriors are just dead, numb zombies living and fulfilling their duties.
Perhaps this is the greatest kindness this world has given them. When the green skins poured those destructive foods into Catachan's body, those loyal people left.
But this situation was not recorded in the book, which made the special operations boss a little confused. According to the content of the strange book, the Catachans should have killed Iron Teeth long ago. Why is he still alive now?
Why is Catachan's combat effectiveness so low? If this continues, killing One-Eye will be just a fantasy!
The special operations boss kept turning the pages of the book, only to find that the prophecies on it began to become strange. One eye would become the king of Karu City, one eye would become the king of Karu City, another one would be him, another one would be Bean Sprout coming to this world, and another one would be strangely noseless. (titanium).
He threw the garbage away angrily, and then shouted almost irrationally. "Charge!"
The huge waaagh flashed across the square where the greenskin camp Karu City once was, and in the source of darkness that was untouchable by mortals, disordered and terrifying.
One of the gods, in the vast and disordered space of the subspace, he is entrenched in his own castle, surrounded by countless knowledge and whispers, and has watched his experiments on green skins fail thousands of times. , the Lord of Changes tore off the tiny threads, and the strange book suddenly melted and dissipated into the physical world.
For countless years, the Lord of Changes has been experimenting with this thing, but he has faced countless failures, but one day he will succeed. When his power can directly affect the most terrifying race in the galaxy, His power will surpass countless other gods.
In the real world, the special operations boss doesn't know about this. He is just leading the bosses to collect Iron Teeth's life. The other bosses are also curious. They seem to be able to kill Iron Teeth directly when they gather together. Why do they have to use Catachan? Shrimp?
They obviously didn't know the prophecy of that book. The target of the special operations boss was not Iron Teeth from the beginning, but the One Eye who was resurrected today, but frustration and doubt were just indifferent things to the green skins.
Soon they picked up their weapons and slashed at them like crazy. They strangled Catachan who was still alive.
Power pliers, chain saws and axes, and weapons that looked like scraps of metal hit the mortal bodies. Those poor tired bodies also flopped on the ground, their overloaded muscles twitching constantly. Only such abnormal drugs could make them They fought for so long and even almost killed the terrible war boss, but they could not get their honor back as props.
And if it weren't for the God-Emperor, what happened to Catachan today would be a microcosm of the fate of hundreds of billions of humans in this dark universe.
In this terrifying universe without hope, aliens and demons, subspace and filth, there is only a ray of light shining on the world, not a certain star, but the silver sun.
The damn special operations boss's plan almost succeeded. Now, Iron Teeth is about to die, and the sharp orc link ax and power pliers are sweeping in.
Iron Teeth stayed where he was, looking at the bosses, many of whom wanted to kill One-Eye before being stopped by him. Iron Teeth sneered at the group of cowards, but his body could no longer move, and the once strong spongy bones could no longer move. It was beaten to pieces.
He had to admit that he couldn't see what it would be like for the green-skinned waaaagh to sweep across the galaxy!
Iron Teeth closed his eyes. He was unexpectedly quiet and calm, unlike a green-skinned person.
Perhaps the greenskin, having accepted his inability to waaagh, would become so quiet that Imperial scholars would be jaw-dropped if they saw it, and wrote it down, and the information would arrive in Thailand within a few hundred years. La, finally silence among the hundreds of billions of paper documents in the palace, silence.
But Death did not find Iron Teeth, only a few muffled sounds, bang bang bang, that was One Eye's unique silenced pistol, his favorite.
The bosses at the front fell instantly, all of them hit their heads. The second section of the explosive bomb pushed forward to break through the ceramic steel and penetrated into their strong heads. The slender projectiles suddenly rotated, stirring up the contents inside like a whirlwind, allowing As powerful as the green skin, he died instantly.
Such complex weapons cannot be made by ordinary green skins. Even the empire requires the most cutting-edge forging world to complete them. And this?
One Eye was thinking, looking at his firearm. He didn't know, but he had this idea in his head. It seemed to be the exclusive property of a certain skill master, and now it was resurrected in his mind...
In addition to this, One-Eye has also learned more, more information than he can handle, far more than the wisdom of those shrimp books. Greenskins are such creatures. They can engrave all wisdom in their own DNA. If he needs it, He will.
The consciousness, wisdom, and experience of several bosses are all superimposed on One-Eye's body. If he was still a young war leader before, now he is a terrifying existence worthy of any nightmare in the galaxy.
When those orc bosses saw their companions dying instantly, like unknown trash boys, their heads immediately realized that the one-eyed man had become even more terrifying!
Only the special operations boss, who had lost his books and had his head damaged by the power of subspace, shouted like a madman. "You deserve to die, you deserve to die, and then I become! I become!"
But what was used to treat him was very simple, just a one-eyed fist, a thick arm, and the strength of a war leader like a tank. His reckless head was embedded in the ground and embedded in the concrete of Karu City Square.
One-Eye raised his foot and stepped on the back of the poor thing's head. With a click, the red stuff spilled out of the gap between his foot and the ground.
The green-skinned intuition told the rebellious bosses that the orc in front of them was their lifelong boss, because the bosses from various tribes, clans, styles, and habits actually felt the style of their own clans from One Eye. …
From then on, no boss dared to question One Eye, and One Eye lifted up his most loyal boss, Iron Teeth, carefully wiped off the scraps of flesh from his body, and then asked.
"Iron Teeth, are you willing to conquer the galaxy with me?"
Iron Teeth was sluggish, and then he immediately shouted.
"waaaaagh!"
A huge sound came out again, throughout Karu City, it was the terrifying roar of countless orcs, even surpassing the feeling when they attacked the city before.
The violent sound passed through the void shield, passed through the thick concrete wall of the outpost, and hit the one-eyed lifelong enemy, the star of hope for mankind, the poor time traveler who is always doubting himself, someone suspected of being chosen by the Emperor's God. around a guy.
Alan Bayer suddenly sat up during his lunch break. The sound aroused a long-lost fear in him. He had never felt this way even during the group battle with One-Eye. He looked into the distance and terrible thoughts flashed through his head.
That's an old saying.
[What doesn’t kill him will only make him stronger...] (End of Chapter)