Chapter 555 Annexation
By destroying other tribes within its sphere of influence, the Bonecrusher tribe became larger and larger. In addition to the Deathskull clan at the beginning, this young warlord also had several rogue bandits. .
As his deeds spread more and more widely in greenskin villages and ruined buildings, more and more greenskins left their original teams and joined the Bonecrusher tribe, hoping to become this Part of an organization that fights for the noble purpose of smashing everything and turning everything into rubble.
The boys hope to follow the boss who claims to be able to communicate with Brother Gomao, and the Bonecrusher also claims that he will find a bigger and richer target.
Soon, the Death Skull tribe was so overrun with beasts that even spit could not reach the ground.
So the Bonebreaker decided to head west.
He wants to eradicate the Xiami outpost that almost killed him in the past, and at the same time, he also wants to eradicate a large tribe nearby - the Evil Moon Clan.
For this purpose, he specially recruited two allies, one was the Steel Teeth Tribe and the other was the Wild Fire Tribe.
But before they could launch an attack, a group of inexplicable bean sprouts came to the door. After the Bonecrusher suffered a small loss at first, he immediately came up with a brand new plan - one that could make him plan to make his power stronger.
He used his IQ to overwhelm the boss of the Gangya tribe and let him take his place as the vanguard. He also came up with an ingenious idea of exchanging flags - the reason was to confuse the enemy.
Bonecrusher had a hunch from the beginning that this wave of strange enemies was coming for him, so he decisively betrayed his allies.
After taking care of the Steel Teeth Tribe, the next step is——
While the Bone Crusher was watching from the sidelines, the waste Vazka Waste from the Wild Fire Tribe arrived as scheduled.
"Hey, Bonecrusher."
Vazka shouted as he walked closer.
"Why didn't the cannon fire just now?"
Bonecrusher shifted his gaze to the volleys of artillery units on the hilltops on both sides of him.
His boys had subdued and slain the Brats of the Steeltooth tribe, and now the Grot Gunners huddled at the wheels of their cannons, fearful of their new masters.
"I thought you were taking care of those cannons."
Bonecrusher snorted, even as Vazka stepped in front of him.
"You tell me."
The psychic boy let out a terrifying scream that drew their attention back to the bottom of the hill, and those pointed ears began to retreat quickly.
But even in the retreat, those tall, slender warriors wearing white armor and red crown helmets still stabbed the boy with their long blades without stopping. Their howls were enough A flight that scares the bravest Orcs.
"We still have a chance to get a fucking shot."
Wazka said, his eyes returning to the artillery.
"Of course."
Bonecrusher said, placing his power claws on Vazka's shoulders.
"Get ready."
After saying that, he released his paw and took a few steps back.
"Prepare to fire."
The next moment, artillery fire fell from the sky.
The first batch of shells roared through the dusty sky without warning, detonating on the ground with a deafening crash.
Wazka's eyes widened, but he didn't see a cannonball fall between the pointed ears.
Where did they go?
The answer came from a miserable howl.
"Boss! They! They are blasting our boys!"
The sudden bombardment left the Wildfire Tribe's position in a mess. While the soil was flying, the unaware boys were torn to pieces by a series of explosions.
"What the hell!"
Vazka's roar drowned out the shells as more shells exploded.
So he immediately raised his battle ax, pointed it at the Bonebreaker, and shouted:
"You bastard! Come and fight me if you can!"
The boss's challenge echoed in the silence, and the surrounding boys were still looking at Bonecrusher, waiting to see his response to the challenge.
And measure whether he is really the biggest, strongest, and cruelest Ork.
The Bonecrusher did not respond to his "ally" with words. Instead, he snorted mockingly and twisted his neck twice.
The signal was obvious, and the boys immediately moved out of the way to prevent the war leader from turning rocks into dust and smashing themselves into powder. Bonecrusher plodded forward, his thick armor and his skull display racking with a clatter.
At that moment, even Vazka's bodyguards just stared.
Unprecedentedly, Vazka was nervous. Facing this warlord who was gradually becoming famous, he was not sure of victory, but at this time there was no second choice for him. The warlord could only raise his axe. Prepare to split the head of the hateful traitor in front of you.
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!”
His voice is loud and his arms are strong, but the only drawback is——
The blow missed.
Bonecrusher bumped directly into Vazka's chest before he struck, then grabbed the opponent's wrist with his other hand.
Vazka stopped his attack and shook violently, gritting his teeth as he tried to split the Bonecrusher's adamantine head with his axe.
Although green muscles bulged on his arms, they had no effect on Bonecrusher.
Then, as the boys watched, Bonecrusher slowly, slowly, stretched out his powerful power claws.
He held Vazcasa's axe-holding arm between his arms and raised it high for him to see and for the Orks around him to see.
Wazka exerted further force, trying hard with both hands to make the ax strike down - it only trembled, but still did not move at all.
Bonecrusher suddenly sneered.
Then, without activating the power claw's splitting force field, he began to close the power claw.
“Hmm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
Vazka screamed immediately and kept screaming.
The claws closed slowly, and the blood-stained claw blades cut through thick, taut skin, then solid muscles, and finally bones.
Stinky blood spattered on the ugly faces of the two bosses.
Finally, with a sound like breaking a dead branch, Vazka's arm was broken.
Even the ax is still on the broken arm, stuck in the Bonecrusher's claws.
"Vulnerable."
The Bonecrusher then let go of the severed limb and pressed his hand on the opponent's horned helmet, forcing the boss to kneel on his knees.
Then, he suddenly raised his knees——
“Uh-huh——”
The scarred armor hit Vazka’s stupid face directly, the boss’s The wailing stopped when he collapsed on the ground. Not only did his teeth crack, his nose was also broken, and his entire face was bloody.
"Nadan Tam is dead, right."
Bonecrusher bent down and said to the semi-conscious Vazka.
"You also lost, so I'm the boss now, don't force me to kill you."
Wazka muttered incoherently, but didn't try.
"Okay, now is not the time for boys to kill each other."
Bonecrusher ignored it and straightened up, making a loud enough noise for the surrounding Orks to hear.
"Now it's time to show the other losers that we're the best! I'm here for the real fight, but I haven't found it yet, and this-"
He kicked Kicked Vazka who was lying on the ground.
"This is not a battle."
The surrounding greenskins watched as the warlord who integrated the three tribes opened his arms, and dirty blood was flowing from the power claws.
"Now, who else wants to challenge?"
No kid dared to try, and the Bonebreaker nodded.
"Then, let us really start Waaaagh!"
The boys glanced at each other, and then raised their arms and the weapons in their hands at the same time in a very tacit understanding.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! ! !
Ork's roar is shocking, and almost no one can predict that this small tribe will form a force sweeping the galaxy in the future
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