A glorious slaughter.
With the Red Matter Katar combined with the True Last Sword, all the demons that appeared before him were like paper.
'Lightning is so effective...'
The True Last Sword has a ranged attack that can summon a lightning bolt to deal damage longer than an ID card number.
Originally, Yang Tao thought this lightning was not effective, but in reality, lightning could be summoned anywhere within sight, and at a rate of five bolts per second...
Due to Yang Tao's super-standard existence, demons had no way to form a battle line; once their numbers exceeded a certain level, Yang Tao would appear, and some Greater Daemons of Khorne who wanted to rampage with their powerful strength would also be struck into powder by sudden lightning.
In contrast, the Orks fought with increasing ferocity; seven to eight-meter-tall brutes were everywhere, and this was not their limit; with time, they could grow as powerful as their ancestor.
Any Krork pulled out would be twelve meters tall, after all, they were tough characters who participated in the War in Heaven.
Even with Yang Tao slaughtering in the midst of the demon horde, the Orks were still rapidly collapsing; there was simply not enough time, as technological advancement required time and a sufficient number of Orks.
The Khornate warships in orbit had already begun orbital bombardment, and Orks were falling in swathes like straw.
The phantom of the Bronze Palace began to appear above the planet, and more incredibly powerful Greater Daemons of Khorne emerged.
Yang Tao looked up at the Bronze Palace; he seemed to see a pair of eyes, eyes filled with emotions like encouragement, brutality, courage, and blood.
Khorne was watching him.
"Waaaaagh!!!"
A sky-shattering sound rang out, and two figures appeared above the Orks, their forms obscuring the sky.
After they appeared, all the Orks seemed to be on steroids.
Yang Tao's expression instantly became extremely colorful, his gaze blank as he looked at the two tall figures in the sky.
If he wasn't mistaken, these two figures were the two gods primarily worshiped by the Orks: Gork and Mork.
According to the Orks, Gork and Mork were engaged in an eternal battle.
Gork was brutal but cunning, and Mork was cunning but brutal!
Therefore, Orks also possessed these two attributes; most Orks were foolish and superstitious, easily tricked, but some Orks were exceptionally cunning, easily tricking their opponents.
Of course, if you were tricked by an Ork... uh, then you'd best not mention it, as it's too embarrassing.
But the problem was that no one had ever seen these two guys! The Ork legendary warlord Bone The Mangled 'Snagrod' only claimed to have seen them, but there was no way to confirm it.
Now that these two guys appeared here, it meant that Orks truly had their own gods.
'What the hell?? How did Gork and Mork show up?'
Yang Tao didn't expect that merely bringing some greenskins to the Eye of Terror to stir up trouble would attract the attention of both Khorne and Gork and Mork.
The phantoms of Gork and Mork directly charged towards Khorne's Bronze Palace; fear? Fright? Cowardice?
How could that be! The only thing they feared was a lack of battle!!
Suddenly, Yang Tao felt a massive amount of 'Waaagh!' energy engulfing the Ork local area network he was in.
The feeling was like a drop of water merging into a bowl of water.
Very smooth, very silky.
Looking up at the sky, a satellite appeared above the planet, and countless 'junk' warships emerged from this 'satellite,' pouncing like wolves and tigers on Khorne's starships...
'Where did that Battle Moon come from??? '
Things were getting a bit out of hand; Yang Tao didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
Regardless, the immediate priority was to clear out Khorne's demon army on this planet.
Time passed, the sky darkened and brightened, brightened and darkened...
The battle on the ground became increasingly terrifying; a single explosion could cause swathes of demons and Orks to fall, and Yang Tao's methods of slaughter were no longer as conspicuous on the battlefield as they were at the beginning.
However, he could still feel that his status within the Ork 'local area network' seemed to be getting higher and higher.
Yang Tao carried a gigantic energy cannon made by a Big Mek, aimed it at the demon horde, and pulled the trigger; after infusing a large amount of 'Waaagh!' energy, this chimney-like energy cannon became extremely terrifying.
Boom!
A deep crater appeared on the planet's surface, and Yang Tao showed a satisfied smile: "As expected, Ork gear is the best!"
Don't let its dilapidated appearance fool you; as long as there's 'Waaagh!' energy, it can easily solve all problems.
Neither the Orks nor Khorne's army showed any intention of stopping the fight; for both sides, battle was the most exhilarating thing.
Just as Yang Tao was considering whether to throw two nuclear bombs to spice things up, the ground suddenly trembled, and surging energy poured out from the deep crater he had just blasted.
Seeing this, Yang Tao's expression became very strange.
'Could this also be a living planet?'
Planets in the 40k World could also possess their own consciousness due to certain reasons, usually awakened by intense emotional fluctuations.
But the next moment, Yang Tao dismissed this idea; countless Scarab emerged from underground, and behind them were countless green rays of light; whether it was demons or green-skinned Orks, if hit by these rays, the affected parts would begin to annihilate and disappear.
'Damn! A Necrons Tomb World??'
This was a huge joke.
Necrons Tomb Worlds were divided into three levels: Crown Worlds, Core Worlds, and Fringe Worlds.
From the situation, it should be a Necrons Fringe World, generally not enough to be considered a core world of a Necrons Dynasty.
Fringe Worlds were often poor and distant colonies, responsible for manual labor, but these were still Necrons.
Necrons Warriors made of metal, holding Gauss Flayers, joined the battlefield.
Green beams of light scattered like raindrops.
Necrons Warriors were the basic troops of the Necrons army; these Necrons Warriors were generally transformed from the bodies of the Necrons commoners; Necrons Warriors had no self-awareness or memory and were machines that only acted on command.
The attacked green-skinned Orks and Khorne's army naturally wouldn't tolerate these steel skeletons; they immediately dispatched a large number of troops to charge over and dismantle them into a pile of metal parts.
'Now all that's missing are the Tyranid, Aeldari, and Humans to join the fun...'
Humans were easy to deal with; just by placing down a Teleportation Monolith, countless Ultramarines would come over and fight to the death with these brainless, brain-using-like-brainless, or truly brainless guys.
Of course, Yang Tao wasn't that excessive.
The Orks and Khorne's army purely enjoyed combat; death didn't matter much.
The Necrons were simply unlucky; their home had become a big bed for demons and greenskins to have an orgy on; if they didn't make some noise, it would truly become a case of 'husband watches wife being violated'.