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Chapter 648 - BRC Chapter 642 The Battle Never Ends

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The True Last Sword gently pierced the body of a demon; all psychic powers, bodies, and defenses were useless in front of the True Last Sword.

Even without activating the datafication mode, Yang Tao felt no resistance, as if the ferocious demon in front of him was made of paper.

Without any screams, the demon's body turned into a pile of dust scattered within the Webway, which was constructed from anti-psychic materials.

Wherever Yang Tao went, all kinds of demons turned into dust.

Looking at the demons surging like a tide, he shook his head and retreated behind the Custodes and the Doom Legion.

'These ordinary demons can't test the power of the True Last Sword at all. I still need to find some more powerful Greater Daemons…'

As soon as he returned to Guilliman's side, he immediately said, "I want to go to the Eye of Terror to take a look."

If the Warhammer galaxy was a giant toilet, then the Eye of Terror was the turd in the toilet.

But Yang Tao wanted to go and see today what exactly was in that turd.

"It's too dangerous there. The gaze of Chaos is always fixed on it."

Yang Tao chuckled and said, "Where isn't dangerous? Which corner of the entire galaxy isn't under the gaze of Chaos?"

The Eye of Terror was created when the Warp energy generated by all the torment, abuse, enslavement, and indulgence of the entire Eldar race finally tore apart the fabric of reality.

The immense Warp energy led to the birth of Slaanesh, one of the Chaos Gods, which means this turd was pooped out by the Eldar, and the Eldar paid the price for not flushing, being largely destroyed by Slaanesh.

"But before I go, I need a planet covered in greenskins!"

Guilliman was somewhat confused about what Yang Tao wanted to do, but he couldn't stop Yang Tao's 'death-seeking' behavior.

Fortunately, Yang Tao possessed demonic traits, meaning he wouldn't truly die in the material world.

"Good."

...

A battleship was docked in orbit above a planet. This was originally an Imperial mining world, but a scrap warship full of greenskins appeared from somewhere and directly invaded this planet.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Imperium abandoned this planet.

After the initial war, the Orks capable of interstellar travel were already showing signs of degeneration.

On a barren land, besides the fungal growth where Orks thrived, there was only widespread desolation, clearly indicating it was once a battlefield.

A large Ork boss appeared in front of the Ork gathering place, stomping to death a snotling running around, then let out a roar towards the gathering place: "Waaaaaaagh!"

No reason! No goal!

Just a single "Waaaaaaagh!" was enough to explain everything.

The Ork boss, carrying a rusty, massive Warhammer, went directly from the new camp to find the largest boss there and slammed him with a hammer.

Although their sizes seemed similar, the invading boss directly smashed the camp's boss into meat paste.

After eliminating the original boss, this Ork boss raised his Warhammer and roared his catchphrase to the sky. The other greenskins in the tribe followed suit, roaring with him.

These guys weren't sad about the death of their original boss at all; instead, they were incredibly excited to have a stronger new boss.

Special Waaagh! energy surged into the boss's body, making his already strong and large physique even larger.

"Follow me to battle!!"

The greenskin boss with such a clear purpose was naturally Yang Tao after his transformation.

He wanted to test the greenskins' situation.

He hadn't expected the greenskins to give him some surprises; the greenskins' 'I reckon' power was very similar to the omnipotent power of faith, and it could directly affect him, of course, him after his transformation.

This was very interesting.

Wielding a giant Warhammer, he got into a wasteland-enhanced war Bugs Bunny and charged towards another greenskin gathering place.

"Waaaaagh!"

This roar was like a panacea in the greenskin world; no matter what the greenskins were doing, if you shouted it out, various things would happen.

For example, now, a large number of greenskins poured out of the opposing camp, and the two sides clashed fiercely as if they had a deep-seated grudge.

Yang Tao smashed greenskin boys one by one with his hammer, but his gaze remained fixed on a strong, heavily armored boss.

A boss and a heavily armored boss are actually the same thing. When a boss has enough teeth, he can pay them to a Mekboy to custom-build an exoskeleton that can arm-wrestle a Space Marine Terminator. Once worn, he becomes a heavily armored boss.

Teeth are the hard currency of the greenskin world. Although strange, it's very greenskin.

Yang Tao, wielding his Warhammer, with various buffs, fought back and forth with the fully armored greenskin boss while he himself was naked.

This situation infuriated the opposing heavily armored boss. The greenskin's rusty scissor-hand clamped fiercely at Yang Tao's arm, clearly intending to dismember Yang Tao.

Don't let the rusty appearance of this scissor-hand fool you into thinking it was just picked up from a junkyard; it was indeed picked up, but with the 'I reckon' power, this scissor could easily tear open Astartes power armor.

However, Yang Tao's Warhammer was also extraordinary; a single 'indestructible' attribute was enough to make many weapons pale in comparison.

Bang...

He slammed the hammer onto the power claw, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Die!!"

He raised his large green foot and kicked the opponent hard in the chest. The heavily armored boss stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

Before he could raise his Warhammer again to strike the opponent, he saw that the opponent's burly body had actually shrunk a size.

Striking while the iron was hot, he slammed his Warhammer onto the opponent's armor, which was pieced together from various scraps, sending a large number of parts flying.

One hammer... one hammer... eighty... eighty...

The wasteland-style armor was literally hammered into scrap metal by Yang Tao, and the heavily armored boss inside was directly turned into greenskin canned meat.

In an instant, a surging 'I reckon' power appeared. Yang Tao's body grew even larger again, and strength continuously surged from within him. He finally understood how the greenskins felt when facing other races.

As long as they fought, they could become stronger, and even death was merely for the propagation of the species.

If not for the Fourth Calamity, the greenskins would truly be invincible.

As his battle with the super-fierce boss ended, the other Orks also stopped their actions.

Without mobilization or declaration, the surviving greenskins automatically became Yang Tao's subordinates.

A mysterious force connected him and the other Orks, which could be described as a local area network version of the Warp.

They are a gestalt psychic race. Winning battles generates psychic waves among the Orks, and these waves ultimately feedback into the Orks' physiology, leading to increased size and, in some sense, "evolution."

He could call upon the 'I reckon' power of all the greenskins under his command, but the prerequisite was that these single-minded guys had to believe.

"Fight! Fight!"

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