Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 43: Brother Mao’s gift (3.4k) Please read it
The Tyranid, also known as the Great Devourer, is a predatory creature from outside the galaxy. No one knows where they come from. They seem to exist only to devour, evolve and expand their population.

The Zerg are the natural enemies of all races. They generally appear in the galaxy in the form of hive fleets, which are clusters of giant space life forms that can transport or produce smaller individuals within their bodies.

The Bonecrusher fleet that Isayama Kenmei was in stopped sailing in the subspace outside the Octarius system.

This is because a collective consciousness that is so powerful that it is almost a god appears in the subspace channel ahead, suffocating all space activities in the Octalius galaxy, making subspace navigation or communication impossible.

That was the arrival of the supreme [Hive Mind] near the Leviathan fleet, one of the main fleets of the Zerg fleet. It was so terrifying that the subspace was distorted.

Once upon a time, every planet in the Octarius galaxy was covered with dense green vegetation and filled with mushrooms formed from orc spores.

But now the surroundings are surrounded by huge star rocks that are as bare as planets. You can still see the green appearance of the past. It is rare that these greenskins are not so noisy, and their eyes are full of solemnity.

The tragic situation after being attacked by the Zerg is that everything on a planet, including bacteria and even the atmosphere on the planet's surface, will be absorbed by the Tyranids.

Nowadays, there are only giant rock blocks that look like desolate asteroids, and the wreckage of the Greenskin Fleet is all that is left in space, floating alone in the universe.

This method, which is more ruthless than plucking the hair of a goose, is the reason why the Tyranids have become the mortal enemies of all races in the galaxy. They are cruel and have no mercy at all.

"You see, boys."

The huge body of Salaka the Bonebreaker was intimidating just by standing up from the throne.

Its angry eyes were as wide as a bell, and its mouth was breathing heavily like a blower.

"This is what our enemies, those damn bugs did, waaagh!!!"

Orcs are waaagh when they are happy, and waaagh when they are angry.

With the leader taking the lead, these grumpy old orcs were of course not to be outdone, and they all wanted to fight to the death with those damn bugs.

"It doesn't make sense..."

"Can we allow these damn bugs to roam overhead? What a shame."

However, Isayama Nomei knew that these green, big guys were not angry about their dead companions.

But because I can't do it now!Immediately!Have a good fight with the bugs and feel angry and waaagh! ! !

Orcs don't think there's anything wrong with a large number of casualties, and they think death is not a bad thing. As long as you have a good fight before you die, your life will be worth it.

"What a death, what a WAAAGH!!!"

"More boys, more death, more WAAAAGH!!!"

"More boys, more deaths. And then we win! We all become bigger orcs! Bigger WAAAAAGH!!!"

These are the reasons why these green monsters can still be the most cheerful race in this desperate universe.

Death is just a reincarnation. As long as the orcs are buried in the soil after death, new orc boys will continue to grow from the soil.

"Notify the whole army"

Bonecrusher grabbed an orc communication boy by the collar, picked him up like a chicken and roared a few times.

"Full speed ahead!!!"

Bonebreaker Salaka turned to look at Isayama Nomei, and his tone suddenly softened a bit.
"Gul'dan, help me debug the teleportation device. I want to be the first on the battlefield!"

"Okay, I see."

Isayama Nomei nodded to show that he understood. He took one last look at the desolate universe outside that was full of bombed debris and then turned and left.

The situation was far worse than Isayama Ken thought. He had passed at least hundreds of planets along the way, and all of them were covered with rock and soil that even the Zerg would not eat.

How much organic matter has been swallowed and brought back to the nest, and how many new Zerg biological battleships and terrifying monsters will be born.

The reason why the Tyranids are so difficult for the Empire, the Orcs, the Eldar, and the Tau is that these monsters digest and absorb the organic matter of the entire planet. These monsters are growing more and more, and they will continue to absorb genes to transform themselves and transform themselves. Become a more deadly killing machine.

Their evolution is unimaginable, and the Tyranids will devour everything, including any organic matter or even anything corrupted by Chaos into a ball of warp energy.

The insect swarm will also change all the time. [Insect Hive Mind] will build a new army and adapt to the opponent's strategy through genetic mutation and absorption of the opponent's genes according to the enemy's weapons, tactics, and characteristics.

Isayama Norimei felt that if he could use psychic will instead of [Hive Will] to control the huge Zerg fleet, then at least the material universe would go sideways.

It's a pity that just thinking about it, the terrifying shadow that almost covered the entire subspace that Isayama Norimei felt just now was only part of the projection of [Zerg Will]. He had a premonition that if he took a look at that thing, he might become it on the spot. idiot.

There are no Zerg fleets around now. They must have taken the organic explosives from the entire Octalius galaxy and headed for the home planet of the Orc Empire of Octalius.

At the very least, the interests of Isayama Norimei and the orcs are the same. They both desire to kill the swarm of insects. Every orc is a pursuer, fighting happily on the battlefield, and then facing death calmly.Isayama Nomei, on the other hand, would not be able to obtain as many points as possible if he did not go to the battlefield.

Isayama Nomei came to the computer room, and when he opened the door, he saw that everything was full of farts. From one end of the hangar to the other, it was almost full of farts.

It was so densely packed that Isayama Norimei felt that if he walked over, he would probably trample to death countless bastards.

With all these farts gathered together, are they planning to rebel?After briefly recalling the memory of this body, Isayama Nomei found the reason.

As expected, these bastards were probably here to buy lottery tickets, so there was a long queue.

At the front of the team, the few technical boys who were obedient in front of Isayama Norimei were now as proud as an old man. They were very skillful in collecting the teeth that they had torn off from the goblin's body, and at the same time, they were pulling a piece of "Lottery" to them.

The teeth collected nearby have piled up into a small mountain, which is almost as high as the knees of Isayama Nomei's ancient giant garbage machine, which shows that the business is booming.

Some farts won the lottery and jumped three feet high, jumping around.But this is only a minority, and most of them have their thighs almost broken, and they are very sad and complain about themselves, why they don't have such good luck.

Soon, a skilled kid who was happily counting his teeth and wanted to see how many more teeth he could earn today inadvertently glanced at the warehouse door and was instantly frightened out of his wits.

The one wearing the shining armor was not their direct leader "Big Tech", and he quickly kicked his colleague's butt.

So several "technical boys" all reacted and immediately used whips to drive away the grunts who blocked Isayama Norimei's progress. Some of them were stupid and didn't know that they were killed and kicked by the "technical boys". Fei threw it into the garbage pile, cursing and yelling.

Even if the order of the queue is messed up, these little things will shrink into a ball and dare not raise any objections.

When they saw the remaining bastards obediently making way for them, these skilled boys showed flattering smiles, and respectfully surrounded Isayama Norimei like henchmen.

Isayama Nomei exchanged a few words with the "technical boys" and let them continue their work. After all, their work was more important.

He also declined the bribe from his subordinates that the huge mountain of teeth belonged to him. (Orcs use their teeth as currency)

The "Technical Boy" was recruiting soldiers, but there were so many soldiers that he had to buy lottery tickets to be selected.

There is a kind of weapon specially designed for farts, called mini cans. These mini cans filled with farts have the same appearance as the large cans filled with green leather. Anyway, both of them can chop shrimps.
So no fart can refuse the opportunity to wear such a cool can and show off in front of those nasty green guys, no fart!
The grot has always been oppressed by the stronger green skin, shouting and shouting, but wearing this iron can can give him the strength to give him a good beating, and even kill the orcs who bully him.

This resulted in an endless stream of people signing up, and they could only decide by lottery.

Isayama Norimei even saw that "Tiao Tiao" seemed to be among the gluttons queuing up. The coward almost burrowed himself into the ground.

So what Isayama Norimei was talking to these brats just now was

The "Fart Missiles" are also short of people, so let them simply add the quota of Fart Missiles to the quota of the tin can, and then tell these farts that they have won the prize.

Most of the farts are not that smart. They only know that the number of places has increased because of this shiny big guy.

"He's quite a nice person."

"You're welcome, everything should be done."

Isayama Norimei smiled and shook his head. He went to another computer room and dragged it out to debug the "Bone Crusher" teleportation machine last time.

This time it is not one, but many. First, the elite troops must be directly delivered to the battlefield where the orcs and Zerg are fighting, and then the subsequent troops must be delivered to the battlefield in large numbers through other means.

The "Ancient Garbage" aboard Isayama Nomei will also be among the first to arrive at the battlefield along with the Bonecrusher Salaka.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son!"

Therefore, Isayama Norimei had to upgrade the "Ancient Juki" at once after debugging the teleportation machine.

This time when he was studying the psychic power of the orcs, the dissecting psychic boy spoke.

The scene at that time was terrifying. When Isayama Norimei was looking for where the psychic boy had stored his psychic energy, this thing flew directly into the air, and then its eyes, nose, and mouth emitted a large amount of burning green flames.

The good guy is possessed?

It was the two supreme gods of the orcs, "Brother Go" and "Brother Mao", who appeared.

This unreliable second brother Mao didn't even notice that Gul'dan's inner tank had been replaced, and he still thought it was the loyalist of the two of them who had gone from "technical brat" to "big technic"

This allowed Isayama Norimei to once again receive the blessing of "Brother Gomao", allowing his technical level to be directly upgraded to the level of a "technical leader".

Taking it a step further, Isayama Nomei feels like every piece of trash he sees now is a treasure.

"Damn, so excited."

There are a lot of strong green waaagh attitudes surrounding Isayama Norimei, which is a natural fluctuation as the leader of a "technical master".

The giant garbage mountain behind Isayama Nomei moved and began to float in the air on its own.

Hand rub a nuclear bomb?

He wants to build something more advanced
The knowledge and mission given to Isayama Norimei by "Gamao Erge" is to build a "waaagh" world-destroying psychic artillery that can destroy everything, so that these ignorant country worms from extragalactic systems can see what it means to be an orc. technology(?).

With Brother Gomao supporting Isayama Nomei, he even thought he could knock down the main ship of the Zerg Leviathan.

The activated teleportation device shone with an unknown light, and the arcing lightning balls around it made a crackling sound.
After getting ready to go, Salaka the Bonecrusher, who was wearing giant heavy armor, raised his three-meter-long cold power claw in his hand, let out a deafening "Waaagh" and rushed into the portal. The elite orcs behind him They followed closely behind.

More follow-up troops were directly air-dropped into the battlefield through the "Boulder".

　Today I turned my lunch money into a new cover, changed the cover hehe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)