Chapter 196 The Unique Greenskins
“The greenskins are rushing into this world like a school of fish.”
“On our way here, some worlds were even being attacked by the greenskins. , but then the green skins on it left."
"Although I am talking about a few cases, it can be seen that making this world a green skin reservoir really works."
An. Gronn was walking on the way to the underground headquarters, talking about what he saw and heard along the way.
Qin Xia looked slightly satisfied after hearing this: "Sure enough, my idea is useful."
Vulgan was not proud, but just let out a long sigh of relief.
What Vulkan cares about is the evacuation of mortals in the Onus sector.
This world was made into a super big WAAAGH star in the eyes of the green skins, which attracted the green skins to rush over. Although it made the world more dangerous, at least it would not affect the world in the star area that had been attacked by the green skins. The evacuation of people has played a huge positive role.
While Vulcan was rejoicing, the three of them had already entered the underground command post and walked down the stairs into the command room.
Brown, who was outside at this time, went to deploy a relic snatched from the High Knight.
This relic is connected to the holographic projection equipment in the command room, and then the situation of the entire world and even the entire galaxy is displayed in an extremely intuitive way.
The entire vast space of the command room was directly replaced by the void of stars.
Each world in the galaxy is presented at a fixed scale.
In front of the three people, there is the image of a planet with the same height as the original body. This planet is the war world where the three people are.
Even the ships in the galaxy that are engaged in void battles are shown, each ship floating and swimming around the three of them like fish.
Everything went well in the void battle. Angron looked down at the battleships fighting in front of him and made an optimistic evaluation.
Vulkan walked to the war world and subconsciously approached it, and then every corner of the world was displayed in his eyes.
Including how many enemies there are in this world - 9929293912.
And where are these enemies - dense red marks on the surface and underground of the planet.
"Eye of Insight." Angron looked at everything in the command room and said the name of the ancient relic.
Vulkan did not know the situation of those ancient relics, and he deliberately did not understand them, so as not to make his allies think that he had any interest in those relics that warranted vigilance.
He thought that the ancient relics used by the team members brought by Qin Xia were all, but it was obviously not the case.
Brown kept a hand.
As for the reason why Brown kept one hand, Vulkan felt that he should not think about it.
"Billions of greenskins." Angron looked seriously at the planet in front of him. "I feel that there are not enough greenskins accumulated here. Maybe I should order the legion fleet to not attack the greenskin transport ships as much as possible. After all, the scale of war in this world is The bigger it is, the better it is for the entire sector. "
Angron has not yet understood in detail the reason why this world is used as a green-skin reservoir and why his adoptive father wears green-skin power armor, but he has already analyzed it.
The reason he was able to analyze it was because of the experience accumulated through observing the behavior of the greenskins along the way, as well as his perception of Vulkan.
Without any elaboration, Angron knows a lot with his talent.
"The green skin technology will develop, and they may build transmission facilities." Qin Xia pointed to the planet's low-Earth orbit, "We'd better block the orbit. There is no need to leave ships and troops for the green skins. Send channels.”
"That's even better." Angron stretched out his hand and clicked on the orbit, "The Nu star orbital defense platform has been following the fleet. The platform can carry out devastating orbital strikes against the green skins, which can create an amazing advantage for us."
Mentioning the defense platform, Qin Xia recalled the time when he bombed the fortress where the Gao Knight family was located in the middle and late stages of the city-devourer uprising.
The defensive platform's tools, originally used to sculpt the planet's terrain, are incredibly powerful.
“The number of green skins is huge. The eighteen and twelve legions together can only extend the defense time of this war world, allowing this green skin reservoir to accumulate more green skins that come here for their fame. Skin." Angron pointed to the only fortress in the world, where he was now, "Wait until the other brothers arrive to counterattack or even completely annihilate the greenskins in the entire sector."
Vulkan had the same idea, silently. nod.
"You two legion masters can take care of the command matters." Qin Xia looked down at the green-skin power armor on his body, "I will continue to play my role as the green-skin butcher and attract more generals to lead the green-skin charge. This world."
Angron agreed. After all, the reason why this world can become a green skin reservoir is related to the fact that the green skins attacking the Onus sector can do whatever they want, but it is also related to the name of the green skinned butcher.
Challenging the Greenskin Butcher is too tempting for a powerful and dominant individual among the Greenskins.
Vulkan naturally had the same idea, but now that he was free, he could also express his concerns frankly: "The green-skinned individuals will evolve into powerful individuals during the war, and the green-skinned individuals in this world will also evolve. , maybe a super green skin will eventually evolve during the war."
"Everything you gain comes with a loss." Qin Xia has long realized that this is Gu, "We can alleviate this problem by building a green skin reservoir. Without the pressure from other places in the Onus Sector, a side effect of this is that extremely powerful green skins will be born in this world.”
As he said that, Qin Xia looked at Vulkan and Angron, and continued: "But it doesn't matter. Even if the other Primarchs don't come, we still have two Primarchs and a powerful psyker. I also have a powerful psyker." The Soulless Man's trump card is enough to get it done."
Vulgan did not object to Qin Xia's optimism. He just told what might happen so that everyone could prepare in advance.
"Here." Qin Xia suddenly took off the ring on his hand and handed it to Angron.
When Qin Xia took off the ring, the ring detached from his middle finger, penetrated the armor and fell into his hand.
That is the ring used by Tarc, which has many amazing functions.
Build improvised war machines out of any material and expand your house like magic.
Scientists on Nuceria once analyzed this ring and made an inference about its ability: all the abilities of the ring are essentially the manipulation of atoms and molecules, but this ring seems to have The default program also allows users to manipulate atoms and molecules in a specific way.
"There are too many people now, so the fortress should be expanded." Angron took the ring and put it on his hand.
Just like the prosthetic arm used by Yochula, this ring also has an adaptive function. When Angron took the ring, the ring naturally and smoothly grew larger, allowing him to Put it on your own hand.
Many high-level knight equipment has similar adaptive functions. It can be seen that this function, which seems incredible to modern people, was extremely popular in ancient times. "That's it, I'm leaving." Qin Xia nodded sharply, and then the helmet was activated by this action, and the helmet that looked like a large orc's head closed automatically.
"Be safe." Angron said.
“Nothing on this planet is safer than the inside of the anti-Greenskin armor.” Qin Xia’s voice came out of the helmet and was processed by the armor’s built-in loudspeaker, making it sound like an Greenskin speaking. .
……
“I fought with the butcher and went shopping.”
"The butcher hit me on the back with his axe. I turned around and punched the butcher on the head."
"Then guess what? My fist had no effect at all, and the butcher gave me a backhand." One punch, my big nose was so dry that it spurted blood.”
In a certain tribe.
Gusa was surrounded by all the greenskins. Standing on the high platform built by the Grots, he vividly told the story of the Greenskin Butcher to his fellow creatures.
At this point in the story, Gusa paused, turned around, and showed his majestic and strong back to the beasts.
A deep bone-deep wound was clearly visible.
The greenskins took a breath and whispered.
The war general in the tribe sat on a throne composed of a bunch of farts, and whispered to the members of the Old Guard on the left and right: "I think that green-skinned butcher is a bit too awesome."
"I feel the same way." The bosses kept nodding.
The general turned his attention to Gusa on the stage again, looking forward to Gusa continuing his story.
But Gusa did not continue talking, but turned to look at the wound on his back in a daze.
The wound was deep enough to see the bones. It seemed to have become a path, carrying Gusa's consciousness deep into the night when the wound was made.
That was on the way to this tribe.
The feeling of hunger was still fresh in Gusa's memory. He hid in the darkness and stared at a greenskin patrol and the supplies carried by the patrol.
Then there was a fight, and then, Gusa was slashed in the back with a machete by a boss.
"Keep talking! I want to listen!" the war general roared, raising his hand and patting the bald head of the green-skinned boss next to him, making a noise.
Gusa's attention was forced away from his memory, and he continued: "I was beaten unconscious by the butcher. When I woke up, I saw the butcher sitting in front of me. A bonfire was set up, and the food eaten by their shrimp race was roasted on the bonfire. "
"I was about to pick up the machete and fight with the butcher, but the butcher raised his armored claws... ...Hmm...I remember I told you about the Butcher's armor."
"Anyway, he can pinch my thick neck as easily as a bastard."
"Then, the butcher said: I remember you. You were the greenskin who often challenged me. I won't kill you because you are good at fighting, but you have to tell my story."
Speaking of this, Gusa held his head high, with a proud expression on his face.
Hearing what Gusa said, the greenskins present all looked at Gusa with reverence.
The atmosphere at the scene was amazing. The adoring looks from the same kind of people made Gusa a little unbelievable.
In the last tribe that was destroyed by the green-skinned butcher, it had not been treated like this, and the beasts would not believe all the stories it told.
Maybe...
It's because his story has become widely known... Gusa thought.
"So...so..." The general raised his hand and clasped his scalp, and said impatiently, "So you survived, just like the legends of other tribes, you, you started as a butcher. His subordinates survived, and then he told us these nice stories...Huh? If I were you, I would sneak up on him and fight him to the death...Well...that's what I want."
Gu. Sa looked at the general and read a hint of contempt and disdain in the words of the beast in front of him.
The war general looked directly at Gusa, looking at the beast up and down, thinking about why this beast could always survive the butcher's axe. In the end, he felt that Gusa might indeed be gifted. After all, beasts with such a large body are still rare.
"Head-on confrontation is useless." Gusa paced slowly on the stage and said sonorously, "No one can defeat the Butcher, no matter who it is, even...even that super big WAAAGH beast ! ”
As he said that, Gusa raised his hand and pointed at his head: "You have to use your brain... I am not only smarter than you guys with brains as big as butts, I am also smarter than you!"
This sentence Gusa spoke with unusual confidence and honesty.
Because it’s true.
There are two things that Gusa is most proud of.
First, it has survived many times at the hands of the green-skinned butcher, and has fought against the green-skinned butcher.
Second, in Sava’s tribe, the tribe of the original owner of the green-skinned butcher’s battle ax, he could often stir up conflicts and cover up the truth through words.
Words are Gusa’s most important skill.
"Use your brain?" The general stood up angrily and walked to the stage, "The result of using your brain is you, that is...just like you, you are always defeated, you idiot... I wonder who among the Xiami race is not smarter than you?”
Gusa was silent and looked at the general.
The war general looked straight at Gusa.
The two beasts are facing each other tit for tat.
(End of this chapter)