Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

The four Chaos warbands chose different locations as landing points for their attack on the green-skinned orcs.

Although their starting points are different, they all have a common goal - to cut off the head of the greenskin boss with their own hands and prove their strength to the rest of the gang.

"Waahaaagh!"

The battle in the space hulk intensified, and the green orcs roared even more deafeningly.

The green-skinned boss with one eye in the bridge of a space wreck was staring at the projection screen in front of him through his scarlet mechanical electronic eyes.

The screen showed Chaos Space Marines attacking his bridge from four directions.

The One-Eye, who had already stood up and was about to lead his troops to personally fight against the Chaos Space Marines who had intruded into the space wreck, found that the enemy was so brazen and clearly rushing towards him. The surging desire to fight in his heart was instantly ignited to the peak.

"Hahahahaha! These ignorant, stinky shrimps actually dare to challenge me to a duel? Fine! Then I'll stand right here.

I'll wait for you, a bunch of stinky shrimp cans, to fall into my trap, and then I'll slaughter you all one by one on my bridge! I'll hang your heads on my collection rack."

The one-eyed man laughed wildly, his eyes flashing with cruelty and excitement.

At this moment, a greenskin guard leader beside him laughed grimly:

"Boss, don't rush into it. Even if these short canned shrimps want to fight you, they'll have to break through the solid defense formed by our guards first!

And we really want to fight these canned shrimps, boss, you can't always let us just watch, it's not Waaaaaagh at all."

When One-Eye heard the complaints of his green-skinned guards, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. His voice boomed like thunder in the bridge, echoing continuously:

"Hahaha, alright, when these canned shrimps come over, I'll let you fight with them first."

One-Eye agreed to the proposal of the chief guards under his command, and let these chief guards have a fierce battle with those canned shrimps first to satisfy the killing desire of his men.

"Waaaaaagh, One-Eye Boss is the most powerful greenskin boss."

After hearing the words of the one-eyed boss, the green-skinned guards began to roar excitedly.

"Swish!" A slight and quick sound was heard, and a tall Chaos Night Lord rushed through the dark and deep corridor like a ghost.

He was as fast as lightning, as if he had merged with the darkness, and his movements were silent.

He clutched an incredibly sharp scimitar in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light as it slashed through the air. A flash of white blade light suddenly lit up, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

A green-skinned orc who had just rushed out from the corner was caught off guard. Before he could even react, he felt a bone-chilling chill hitting him in the face.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then his eyes went black, and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly. The green-skinned orc's neck had been cut off by the Chaos Night Lord's scimitar, and blood spurted out like a fountain, staining the ground red.

After killing the green-skinned orc, the Night Lord disappeared in the dim corridor in a flash, as if the Night Lord had never appeared.

"Waaaaaagh!"

The other green-skinned orcs who rushed out after him became furious when they saw the green-skinned orc lying on the ground.

Their eyes widened, their mouths emitting deafening roars, their hearts filled with grief and anger. Faced with the tragic death of their companions, they could no longer suppress their inner anger.

"Bang bang bang!"

The green-skinned orcs holding their bang-bang guns did not hesitate at all. They quickly pointed their guns at the dark corners around the corridor and pulled the trigger repeatedly without hesitation.

Suddenly, flames erupted in all directions, bullets whizzed through the air, and countless sparks flew off the walls. The entire corridor was instantly filled with gunfire and sparks, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Other green-skinned orcs armed with huge machetes rushed fearlessly into those dark corners, waving their machetes wildly and roaring non-stop as they ran.

Every swing was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind and powerful force, as if it was going to tear the darkness apart completely.

These green-skinned orcs showed a resolute momentum and would not give up until they achieved their goal. They were determined to pull out the Chaos Space Marines hiding in the dark. These green-skinned orcs were extremely angry about this insidious way of fighting.

All the green-skinned orcs fell into a state of rage. They hated the Night Lords who always liked to hide in dark corners and wait for opportunities to attack, and they wished to tear them into pieces immediately.

This extremely dark corridor is like an intricate maze. Every corner and every shadow seems to hide a huge danger that can be fatal.

The Chaos Night Lords, like ghosts, cleverly avoided direct confrontation and close combat with the Green Orcs. This tactical choice made the Green Orcs extremely angry and resentful.

The Chaos Night Lord, who was hiding far away in a dark corner, had a smug look on his face and was staring at the green-skinned orcs who were already furious with a playful look.

He was very satisfied with the show he had directed, because teasing these simple-minded, strong-limbed green-skinned orcs was exactly his original intention.

The Night Lords don't really care about bloody and brutal killings. Instead, they enjoy toying with their enemies and manipulating the situation like puppets.

After a furious outburst, the green-skinned orcs were still unable to find any trace of the hidden "little shrimp" Chaos Night Lord.

In desperation, they had to stop their futile attack in frustration, then turned around and ran towards the place where the fierce gunfire came from.

The Night Lord, who had been secretly watching everything, saw the group of angry green orcs turn around and leave angrily, so he quickly stood up and followed the group of green orcs quietly.

He was like a cunning wolf, patiently and keenly searching for the perfect opportunity to launch a sudden attack, constantly sneak attacking the green-skinned orcs, making these green-skinned orcs always fall into rage, unable to find his real hiding place, and unable to cause any harm to the Night Lords.