A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

One of the big, green-skinned men scratched his head, picked up the thing he was dragging on the ground, and showed it to Kenmei Isayama.

"Forehead"

When Kenmei Isayama saw it, he was speechless, because what his simple-minded bodyguard was holding was clearly a green thing that had been beaten to the point of near death.

"I only said to arrest them, I didn't ask you to beat them half to death."

"But I'm worried that if these crazy kids suddenly go berserk and hurt you, what will happen?"

The creature that Kenmei Isayama had these two simpletons capture was a special type of orc, quite dangerous, and capable of shining on the battlefield.

Because they use psionic power, the psionic power of the orc psionic boy does not originate from the warp, but from the AAAGH field generated when the orcs gather together.

Previously, Kenmei Isayama had witnessed the Bonebreaker having several psionic boys unleash green psionic lightning at the banquet to liven up the atmosphere, which piqued his curiosity.

So I wanted to see this special being who can use psionic energy among orcs. Well, I did manage to capture these two idiots, but first I beat this poor guy half to death.

Although they are called psionic boys, their simple intelligence makes it impossible for them to control their ability to absorb energy from other orcs; this absorption is unconscious.

If they cannot release their accumulated power quickly enough, an "Eadbang" will occur. Literally, their heads will explode, and their spiritual energy will overflow so much that it will also cause the heads of other nearby orcs to explode at the same time.

So these two idiots beat the captured psionic kid half to death, rendering him unable to resist.

"Never mind, it saves me the trouble of physical anesthesia."

Kenmei Isayama left the two simpletons to stand guard at the door, while the power arm on his back deftly lifted the psionic boy from the ground and carried him into a prepared room.

Inside was a workbench, with scalpels, saws, and various other dissecting tools beside it. He was no longer a master psychic, but a scholar curious about orcish psionic powers.

"Then, let's begin my research."

After an unknown amount of time, Kenmei Isayama, splattered with bright green blood, suddenly felt the ship shake violently. He knew that the ship must have broken away from its subspace trajectory.

In other words, we have arrived at the front line of the battle between the Orcs and the Tyranids—the Euctarius system.

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The Tyranids, also known as the Great Devourers, are predatory creatures from outside the Milky Way. No one knows where they came 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 Milky Way 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 Bonebreaker fleet, to which Kenmei Isayama was located, ceased its subspace travel on the outskirts of the Euclius system.

This is because a powerful, almost godlike collective consciousness appeared in the preceding subspace route, suffocating all spatial activities within the Euclius system, making subspace travel or communication impossible.

That was the supreme [Hive Will] descending near the Leviathan fleet, one of the Zerg's main fleets, so terrifying that even warp space was distorted.

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

But now all around are huge, bare, planet-like spherical rocks, and you can no longer see their former lush green appearance. These green-skinned creatures are unusually quiet, and their eyes are full of solemnity.

The devastation caused by an attack by the Zerg is that everything on a planet, including bacteria and even the planet's atmosphere, is absorbed by the Tyranids.

Now, only giant rock blocks that resemble desolate asteroids remain, and the space is filled with the wreckage of the Green Fleet, drifting alone in the universe.

This ruthless method, even more cruel than plucking feathers from a passing goose, is the reason why the Tyranids have become the mortal enemies of all races in the galaxy; they are brutal and have no mercy whatsoever.

"See that, you kids?"

The sheer size of Salaka the Bonebreaker was awe-inspiring, even just from standing up from his throne.

Its eyes, wide open in anger, were bigger than copper bells, and its mouth was panting heavily, almost like a blower.

"This is the work of our enemies, those damned bugs, aaagh!!!"

The orcs use "aaagh" when they're happy, and they also use "aaagh" when they're angry.

With their leader taking the lead, these hot-tempered orcs were naturally unwilling to be outdone, and each of them wished they could fight those damned insects to the death.

"This is outrageous..."

"Can we allow these damn bugs to run rampant overhead? What the hell?"

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

Instead, it's anger and frustration at not being able to have a proper fight with the bugs right now!

The orcs didn't see anything wrong with the large number of casualties, and they didn't think death was a bad thing. As long as they had a good fight before they died, their lives were worthwhile.

"The more people die, the better!!!"

"More kids, more deaths, more AAAAGH!!!"

"More kids, more deaths. And then we win! We become bigger orcs! Bigger AAAAAGH!!!"

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

Death is just a cycle; once an orc dies and is buried in the ground, new orc boys will endlessly sprout from it.

"Announcement to the entire army"

The Bonebreaker grabbed an orc communications soldier by the collar, lifted him up like a chick, and roared a few times.

"Full speed ahead!!!"

Salaka the Bonebreaker turned to look at Kenmei Isayama, his tone immediately softening.

"Gul'dan, help me set up the teleportation device. I want to be the first one on the battlefield!"

"Okay, I understand."

Kenmei Isayama nodded to indicate that he understood. He took one last look at the desolate universe outside, filled with the ruins of the bombed-out space, before turning and leaving.

The situation was far worse than Kenjiro Isayama had imagined. They had passed through at least a hundred planets along the way, all of which were just rocky soil that even the Zerg wouldn't eat.

How much organic matter did it devour and bring back to its nest, and how many new ones will be born?

Zerg biological warships and terrifying monsters.

The reason why the Tyranids are so troublesome for the Empire, Orcs, Eldar, and Tau is that these monsters digest and absorb the organic matter of the entire planet. These monsters multiply and continue to absorb genes to modify themselves, turning themselves into even more deadly killing machines.

Their evolution speed is unimaginable. The Tyranids will devour everything, including any organic matter and even anything corrupted by chaos into a mass of warp energy.

The swarm is constantly changing. The [Hive Will] will adapt to the enemy's weapons, tactics, and characteristics by genetic mutation and absorbing the enemy's genes to build new armies and adapt to the enemy's strategies.

Kenmei Isayama felt that if he could replace the [Hive Will] with his psychic will and thus control the massive Zerg fleet, then at least the material universe would be his domain.

Unfortunately, it was just a thought. The terrifying shadow that Isayama Kenmei felt just moments ago, which seemed to cover the entire subspace, was only a part of the projection of the [Zerg Will]. He had a premonition that if he were to look at that thing, he might turn into an idiot on the spot.

There are no Zerg fleets around now, so they must have taken the entire organic mass production of the Euclius system and headed to the Orcish Empire's home planet in Euclius.

At the very least, Kenmei Isayama and the orcs share the same interests; both crave to slaughter the insectoid swarm. Every orc seeks the exhilarating thrill of battle and the acceptance of death. Isayama, however, cannot accumulate as many points as possible without engaging in combat.

When Kenmei Isayama arrived at the server room, he opened the door and saw nothing but bastards everywhere. From one end of the hangar to the other, it was practically all bastards.

The place was so densely packed that Kenmei Isayama felt he would probably step on and kill countless farts if he walked over.

With so many scoundrels gathered together, are they planning a rebellion?

After briefly recalling the memories of this body, Kenmei Isayama found the reason.

As expected, this group of scoundrels must have come to buy lottery tickets, hence the long queue.

The few tech-savvy kids at the front of the line, who used to be so subservient to Kenmei Isayama, are now acting like big shots, exuding arrogance. They skillfully collect the teeth they broke off from the fart spirit while handing them a "lottery ticket".

The collected teeth had piled up into a small mountain, almost reaching the knees of Kenmei Isayama's ancient junk, which showed how popular the business was.

Some lucky bastards won and jumped for joy, bouncing around on the floor. But that was only a minority; most of them were practically beating their thighs off, heartbroken and blaming themselves for not having that good luck.

Soon, a smug young man, who was happily counting his teeth and wondering how many more teeth he could earn that day, glanced at the warehouse door and was instantly terrified.

The one clad in gleaming armor, none other than their direct superior, "Big Tech," quickly kicked his colleague's backside.

Then the "tech tyrants" realized what was happening and immediately took their whips to drive away the bastards blocking Isayama Kenmei's advance. Some of the idiots didn't know what was going on and were directly killed by the tech tyrants, kicked away, and thrown into the garbage heap, cursing and shouting.

Even if the order of the queue is messed up, these little things huddle together tightly and dare not raise any objections.

When they saw the remaining scoundrels obediently make way, these tech-savvy kids revealed fawning smiles and respectfully surrounded Isayama Kenmei like lackeys, letting him in.

Kenmei Isayama exchanged a few words with the "tech whizzes" and then let them continue their work, since their task was more important.

He also politely declined the bribe from his subordinates, offering him the entire mountain of teeth. (Orcs use teeth as currency.)

"Tech Boss" is recruiting soldiers, but there are so many that he has to buy a lottery ticket to be selected.

There's a weapon specifically designed for fart-mongers called "mini cans." These mini cans for fart-mongers look similar to the large cans for green-skinned people; either way, both can be used to chop up shrimp.

So not a single fart could resist the chance to wear such a cool can and flaunt it in front of those hateful green guys, not a single fart!

The fart-spirit was always oppressed and ordered around by the stronger green-skinned creature.

Go, but wearing this iron can will give you the power to beat someone up and even kill the orcs who bully you.

This resulted in a constant stream of applicants, forcing the use of a lottery system to determine who would apply.

Kenmei Isayama even saw that "Jump Jump" seemed to be in the queue of farts, and that coward was almost burying himself in the ground.

So what Kenmei Isayama was talking to these brats about just now was...

The "fart missiles" are also short of people, so let's just add the fart missile slots to the slots for this canned food, and then tell these farts that they've won the lottery.

Most of the idiots aren't that smart; they only know that the number of spots has increased because of this shiny, big guy.

"He's actually a pretty nice person."

"You're welcome, it's nothing."

Kenmei Isayama smiled and shook his head. He went to another server room and dragged out the teleportation machine for the "Bonebreaker" that he had tested last time.

This time it's not just one unit, but many. First, the elite troops will be directly deployed to the battlefield where the orcs and the Zerg are fighting. Then, the follow-up troops will be deployed to the battlefield in large numbers through other means.

Kenmei Isayama's "Ancient Giant" will also be among the first to arrive at the battlefield, along with the Bonebreaker Salaka.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs!"

Therefore, Kenmei Isayama must upgrade "Kujuki" once again after debugging the teleportation machine.

While he was studying the orc psionic power, the psionic boy he was dissecting started to speak.

The scene was terrifying. While Kenmei Isayama was searching for where the psychic boy had stored his energy, this thing flew into the air, its eyes, nose, and mouth emitting large amounts of burning green flames.

Good heavens, is he possessed?