The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

About a hundred Astartes were left behind to help Neos and the others cover their retreat, and there were still two hundred Astartes standing in front of the door.

They faced the gate warily, but the tightly closed door remained unresponsive. The orc warlord inside seemed to be hoping they would push the door open themselves.

It feels like this is some kind of boss room.

Li Ang put aside this strange idea. He ignored the warlord's silent invitation and took the rest of the people around the place.

"Xie Ri, have you found the way down?"

Xie Ri shook his head: "I think they are well hidden."

Well, it’s still a hidden room.

Occam had previously reported that this place was not only the orc palace, but also the core of Waaagh's energy.

Leon suspected that there was an orcish device beneath the palace that stored Waaagh energy. Xie Ri confirmed his suspicion, but they rushed into the palace without finding any clues to the device.

Continuing to search for something that can't be found is just a meaningless waste of time. Leon, who had originally wanted to see if he could get some idealistic technology from the orcs, regretfully suppressed his urge to do so and ordered:

"We can't waste any more of the time Hayes and Udo have been trying to buy. Xieri, you stay outside and lead the team to search further. Chapter Master Isaga, you are responsible for preventing other orcs from entering. Kurland, let's go in."

Instead of pushing the door open honestly, the Astartes skillfully placed melta bombs on the orc gate.

Kurland was the first to step over the half-molten metal wreckage and enter the "door" formed by the mist after the explosion. The Imperial Fists behind him cautiously raised their grenade launchers, intending to clean up the orcs that were rushing towards them.

But the expected orc ambush did not come.

The hall was empty, with only a figure sitting high on a throne made of scrap iron and bones.

...It's increasingly looking like a boss room.

The orc warlord facing them was much larger than his kind. His five-meter-tall body was covered with armor made up of countless pieces of power armor. Screaming human heads were hung on his shoulder armor as decoration. The bloody smell was hard to ignore.

But what Leon cared about most were its eyes - like the cloudy yellow pupils of ordinary orcs, these scarlet eyeballs flashed with a cruelty that was almost rational.

"I am the Beast Primarch 'Half Page' Goruk!"

He roared, his tone full of dissatisfaction: "You guys can't even knock on the door? Where is my court etiquette officer? Teach these tin-headed people some rules!"

There actually was a well-dressed fart spirit at his feet walking towards the Astartes.

Of course, Astartes could not tolerate this humiliating feeling. Lancelot opened fire first, and the explosive bomb directly blew the fart spirit into a green paste.

Goruk was enraged. He spat and suddenly picked up the long-handled sword beside his throne: "You useless can, then follow the rules of us orcs..."

It pointed its blade at all the Astartes: "Who will entertain me first?! The one who survives will be my new pet!"

This was an invitation to a duel. Leon had once used this trick to kill an orc warlord in Maxim.

But this time, looking at the weapon in the orc warlord's hand, Leon felt vaguely uneasy.

Why does this big knife that looks like leaf veins look so familiar?

He suppressed this feeling and waved his hand, saying, "There's no need to talk about chivalry when dealing with aliens. Let's all attack together!"

Bolters fired, but the impact on the orc warlord was like scratching an itch. The Astartes, responsible for close combat, also attacked, with Lancelot leading the way.

He swung his chainsword and with a brilliant leap, slashed the chain blade, eager to drink the alien blood, down on the orc's neck.

Then he flew.

Goruk's power claws swatted him twenty meters away like swatting a fly. Lancelot crashed through three pillars before stopping, and his breastplate was completely dented.

"You're all cowards. You don't even dare to fight one-on-one? Then I'll let you fight one-on-one!"

The Ork Warlord's prowess exemplified the Warhammer principle of single combat. Any less skilled Astartes were simply forced back by him, unable to engage him in close combat. Only the truly exceptional among the Astartes could truly engage him.

Kurland relied on the defensive power of his Terminator armor to withstand the orc's sharp attack. He raised his power sword high and thrust forward at the moment when his shoulder armor brushed against the orc's strange broadsword.

The sizzling decomposition left a clear penetrating wound on Goruk's armor, from which green blood flowed.

Goruk looked at Kurland in surprise, and suddenly he grinned.

"Good, very good! That's powerful! You're worthy enough to be my opponent! I'm going to show you some real skills!"

The broadsword in his hand changed its rhythm without warning. The moment Rand blocked his first strike, the blade retracted without a single lag. Without making any adjustments, Goruk's second strike struck Kurland, who had no time to retract.

Kurland couldn't dodge in time, so he could only use his armor to block the blow. But the orc's blade kept moving, each strike precisely connecting with the previous one's dead angle, so that Kurland's blocking action gradually became a mechanical stress reaction.

Armidale noticed something was wrong: "There's something wrong with his weapon."

He looked at Li Ang, wanting to see Li Ang's judgment, but found that Li Ang's face was ashen.

"what happened to you?"

"It's just that bad memories have come back."

There was no stiffness, no pause. Goruk's movements completely defied the laws of physics and physiology, yet they seemed perfectly natural.

The other party's actions awakened Leon's long-lost memories. He took a deep breath when he recalled the source of the déjà vu.

"Fuck, Soul Five!"

Where did this beast come from?

He no longer dared to imagine what kind of masters the remaining beast primarchs were.

Amidel was confused and didn't understand what this name meant.

Leon had no time to explain. He focused on the battlefield, noticing that Kurland was being drawn into a meat grinder, retreating step by step under Goruk's relentless barrage. A half-leaf broadsword had already ripped open the Terminator's underbelly. If they didn't do something, the Chapter Master would be killed instantly.

At the critical moment, Leon had to take out Victor's soul stone again.

He activated the spiritual energy in the soul stone, and a blue barrier covered everyone present.

"Providing shields to my warriors!"

The improved energy shield technology can break free from energy constraints, allowing Leon to use the pure spiritual energy in the soul stone to provide the same effect to everyone present.

The temporary shield provided cover for Kurland, allowing him to escape the stiffness caused by the infinite combo.

But the price is the spiritual energy in the soul stone, which is currently a non-renewable resource for Leon.

He touched the Soul Stone with heartache, intending to say his final goodbyes to the "old friend" inside. However, he was surprised to find that after being teleported and the shield was drained, Victor's soul inside was still there - it looked shaky, but in fact it was quite strong.

Leon tentatively extracted some more spiritual energy and found that this fake soul stone was inexhaustible like an endless energy source.

"It's not exhausted yet?"

Li Ang couldn't figure it out for a moment.

However, he adhered to the excellent idea of ​​using the debt first and not paying it back, and decided to increase his efforts further.

A demigod who had just been reborn in the subspace had a straw connected to his body, which continuously extracted his limited psychic energy. Even the power needed to break through the barriers of the real universe had to be provided by him personally.

He wailed while increasing the stakes, hoping that Leon would know how to exercise restraint.

The fact is that Leon beat harder and harder, and arranged shields of the same specifications for everyone present.

But unless they want to tire Goruk to death, they cannot win by just strengthening their defense.

"Armidel."

Li Ang commanded: "Change players!"

Amidel understood what he meant. He stepped forward and replaced Kurland to stand in front of the orc warlord.

The Flying Dragon Blade Hongye ignited a crimson arc of light in the dim hall. Armidel made an air blade slashing move and rushed straight towards the orc warlord.

“Fancy toothpicks!”

As the saying goes, one trick is enough to conquer all. The orc simply began to repeat his previous routine. The half-leaf broadsword slashed upward from below, but Armidel, specializing in the katana and having undergone a round of Primaris upgrades, was no ordinary person.

The hunter's reflexes and the reinforcement of his tendon cables gave him the strength to fight against Goruk. Every time a half-leaf broadsword came at him, he could slide and dodge it by a fraction of a second, or lightly block and deflect it with the side of his katana.

Even if he occasionally changes his tactics, he can rely on the shield provided by Leon to withstand it.

The sparks from the collision of the blades exploded into a curtain of light between the two men. The Astartes around them looked in shock at this battlefield that seemed to be beyond the reach of the Astartes.

Their eyes fell on Armidale, the only one who could hold his own against the orc warlords, hoping that this swordsman could win.

Armidale's knuckles had already cracked from the continuous exchanges. Goruk lacked much skill, but his sheer brute force had already surpassed the limits of Armidale, who was reinforced with tendons and steel cables.

He laughed wildly and began to suppress Amidel, but for Leon, this was the opportunity he had been waiting for.

It's now!

He rushed over from the side and pressed his right hand directly on Goruk who was immersed in the battle.

An eerie silence suddenly fell over the Beast Primarch.

The surging Waaagh! energy within it suddenly vanished like a flame snuffed out. The swinging half-leaf broadsword suddenly became unwieldy, its continuous attack coming to an abrupt halt.

"roar--?!"

For the first time, Goruk's roar was filled with panic.

Amidel didn't miss this opportunity. His sword, leaving a crimson afterimage, stabbed through the orc's chest, leaving a charred wound.

But before the green blood could splatter, Leon was hit by an instinctive swing punch.

His energy shield shattered, and the remaining force caused him to crash into Lancelot, who had just gotten up, and the two of them rolled into a ball.

"This little shrimp is quite interesting..."

Goruk looked down at the smoking wound, then back at Leon. Waaagh! Energy once again gathered around him, healing the wound along with it.

"I thought you could take the edge off my energy for a moment, but that's all it took!"

He grinned and lunged at Armidale again, but Armidale, with his arms numb, was unable to resist.

Kurland helped Leon up and let Leon see the scene clearly.

Locking red and blue bars, right? Or a Protoss player.

"What's going on with this orc warlord?"

Kurland asked: "He's like a monster, stronger than anything we've seen before!"

"It's not a monster, just a cheater."

Although the process of suppressing Waaagh!'s energy was interrupted by brute force, Leon felt that a continuous flow of my thinking power was being injected into the body of the beast.

Following the veins, he could feel that the source of this energy was underground - probably the location of the Waaagh energy core mentioned by Occam.

With the help of this idealistic power that turns the impossible into possible, Goruuk can fight such incredible battles.

The orc warlord who could knock Leon far away with brute force alone was already a tough opponent, not to mention the bonus of idealism.

The soldiers nearby tried to fire ion and explosive shells, but they were completely ineffective under the distortion of my thinking power. The hot melts had no chance to get close and shoot.

Leon realized that they had to get rid of the device that empowered the orc warlord, otherwise they would have no chance of winning.

"We must destroy that device to have any chance of defeating the orc warlord. Kurland, we can't keep fighting here for long. We must escape."

"Good idea, the question is how do I take it off?!"

Li Ang waved his hand: "Let me think about it..."

Any unworthy opponent would be no match for the Orc Warlords. Leaving a few men behind to cover their retreat would lead to a massacre. Leaving too many to hold them back would prevent them from dealing with the enemies outside.

Just when Leon was wondering whether he should use the soul stone to teleport to a helper, but was worried that this would affect the outer defense line, a group of unexpected reinforcements arrived on the battlefield.

"Alien, today is the day you die!"

Magnaric emerged from the shattered gate.

The fearless mecha crushed the ground and joined the battlefield with an unyielding attitude!

"Marshal Magnarick, why are you here? Where is the defense line at the landing site?"

Kurland was surprised.

"Go ask the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court, Kurland. And the abominable alien beside him!"

The Fearless Marshal took over the battle against the Orcish Warlord without hesitation, and the warriors of the Black Templars entered the battlefield under his command and took over the situation.

The Warlord's infinite combo cannot stun the Fearless, but surprisingly, Goruuk is not inferior to the Fearless in the battle of strength.

The Warlord's more flexible physique compared to the Dreadnought allowed him to easily avoid the Dreadnought's highly threatening melta cannon. Magnaric could only swing the power fist on his other arm and fight with the Orc Warlord.

Even the battle-hardened marshal had to admit that his opponent was difficult to deal with.

He realized that this warlord was even better than the Dreadnought he was driving, and he had no chance of winning if he continued fighting like this.

"Wangorich said he has a way to defeat the orc warlord? Humph..."

He withstood Goruk's attack and turned back to Kurland, saying, "Go outside to find Wangorichi. If he's lying, I'll come back alive and tear him to pieces!"