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

But this can only be done after he has his own territory and power.

Although he now has the command of a million troops and several warbands, that is, after all, an army assembled under the great cause of defending Terra.

This was an opportunity for him to have in-depth exchanges with various forces and reap benefits, but it was not his own power.

The transport platform brought him and Christina back to the ground, where they once again looked up at the towering machine.

Christina couldn't help but sigh.

"I never thought we could create such a divine machine..."

Titan production relies on the superposition of multiple STC technologies, and although its production has become so widespread that it can be carried out without STCs, its source is not innovation, but the accumulation of ancient sacred data.

Because of this, these Titans with amazing firepower are named God Machines.

Their existence is considered a divine gift by the Mechanicus, their firepower a manifestation of the might of the All-Creature God.

Now, this Thor, whose firepower is no less than that of the Titan, is naturally considered a divine machine in Christina's view.

But Li Ang, who knew very well that this mecha did not originate from the ancient STC, denied her statement.

"No. It was humans who used their own strength to grasp the divine power in their hands."

This statement was quite outspoken. Christina looked at Leon, only to find that his expression was extremely serious.

"Every piece of steel and every component of His body, from the mining of raw materials to smelting and casting, was done by mortals—although we will use servitors to do it for us."

"Its development stems from human wisdom, its basic structure was born from our pen and paper, and the prototype came from the unsophisticated craftsmanship of the priests and slaves on Maxim."

Leon stroked the uneven armor plate of the Thor, and his tone revealed a proud ambition.

"These machines, created from ordinary things, may not be able to create miracles, but they can give us the courage to fight against gods."

"We don't need gods."

He concluded.

"One day, humans will use the iron and steel they possess to crush all gods!"

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Chapter 103: Adventures of the Orcs.

After coming up with the new technology, Maxim, which is engaged in large-scale production, is carrying out a new round of intensive preparations.

Although the purpose of preparing for war was to fight against the remaining two greenskin warlords, those two greenskin warlords were still driving their fleets around in the universe.

This game of chasing each other was truly addictive. Especially after using his own micromanipulation to eliminate several of the shrimp's frigates, the priest felt quite satisfied.

However, Gold Tooth could no longer tolerate this kind of life. As the most extreme orc warlord in combat, he longed for everything related to battle.

Although he understood that their argument for holding back while Gada led the charge did make sense, his need for Waaaagh was intolerable.

"When will we be able to attack the shrimps' territory?"

He roared at the priest who was obsessed with micromanaging the fleet.

"Then let me ask you, do you want to be the boss of a warlord?"

"I don't care! My big ship was damaged by those shrimps before and it hasn't been repaired yet. My guys and I are still fuming with frustration! I'm going to kill and chop them right now! Whoever dares to stop me from being the boss, I'll chop him to death too!"

The rhetoric that had always worked before was now ineffective, and the pastor realized that he could no longer hold Gold Teeth back.

As the least powerful party, he certainly didn't dare to completely anger Jin Ya. He could only call a boy next to him and calculate the current time.

In a place without day and night, the concept of time itself is very vague. Not to mention the orcs who have no concept of time itself.

However, seeing that the guy under his command was now starting to look yellow, the priest felt that it was almost time to put an end to his amazing wisdom.

He nodded at Jin Ya and said, "We'll go find Xiami and Gada now. When we get there, we'll first destroy Gada's fleet that's stuck in orbit."

Gold Fang roared with satisfaction. The green-skinned men below immediately started to wag their heads. The two fleets no longer cared about the human fleet's obstruction and turned to rush towards Maxim.

Matt Horner immediately relayed this news to Maxim. He commanded his fleet to attempt harassment several times, but the determined orcs charged forward, bearing the weight of their lances and torpedoes.

But the closer he got to Maxim, the more the priest felt something was wrong.

The priest was quite confused as he watched the green-skinned frozen meat flash past his flagship.

"Why is there a green boy's body here?"

As the battleship advanced, he discovered more and more bodies of green-skinned boys. These green-skinned boys who had stopped thinking in the cold universe were now frozen into mummies by the vacuum. They drifted aimlessly in the universe, as if to show the tragic fate of Gadar.

This caused the orcs to become a little agitated.

The orcs are not afraid of death. They don’t care about being chopped, cut, or chopped into pieces, but it is a bit scary to die in a vacuum with a ferocious expression on their faces.

They could not accept the situation where someone died before even waking up.

The pastor didn't understand why this happened.

In order to carry out his plan of letting Gada land on the shrimps' planet first and then go up and kick their asses when Gada was almost exhausted, the priest was very sure that Gada had brought most of his men to the planet, and only a few large warships in Gada's fleet were left in orbit.

So what about these orc jerky floating in the universe?

But soon, when he arrived in Maxim, he knew the answer.

In the dark space, countless fragments of different sizes float quietly like ghosts.

They were once part of the Great Gigadaga's flagship, but now the wreckage of the battleship has been forever merged with the stars, becoming a permanent memorial in low-Earth orbit.

The largest piece of wreckage was tens of kilometers long—a sign that the ship itself hadn't suffered a fatal blow. Through the wreckage, the priest could see that the battleship's massive plasma engine core had been completely destroyed, its twisted metal structure and melted ceramic insulation silently recording the battleship's end.

It seemed to have died of self-destruction.

Leon did nothing to the battleship. Its current state was just one of the huge chain reactions caused by the death of the orc warlord.

Gada's death not only caused the orcs on the ground to flee, but also severely damaged the creations that were enhanced by his power of thought.

What the Orcs had originally thought of as a useful garbage heap had now become actual garbage. Some relatively reasonable creations could still function under these circumstances, but the Ork flagship, transformed from the wreckage of a strike cruiser into a battleship, was clearly not one of them.

The pastor was shocked: "There's a master among the shrimp! Everyone, retreat quickly!"

The orcs couldn't tell the difference between self-destruction and destruction, but even Gold Fang knew that Gada was probably completely dead.

The hot blood that had rushed to his head suddenly cooled down a lot. Even though he was eager to fight, he did not oppose the pastor's words at this moment.

The orc fleet, which had come so fast, retreated in a flash, and was bombarded by the fleet commanded by Horner. This forced Gold Tooth to go to the priest in person to ask for an explanation.

"Pastor! Look at what you've done!"

He picked up his beast and chopped it aboard the priest's flagship: "Is this your plan? That guy Gadda is already dead, there's no need for us to kick his ass!"

The beastly warlord, over five meters tall, looked quite intimidating standing before the two-and-a-half-meter-tall pastor. The pastor, who was lost in thought, didn't want to pay any attention to him. But looking at the machete hanging over his head, which was almost as long as himself, the pastor still gritted his teeth and replied:

"My plans have always been guided by Brother Gomao!"

"You're even more of a bullshitter than Squig! Can Go and Mao let us kill them without even hitting them? Look at that guy Gadda, his guys died a miserable death!"

"That just means Xiami is even stronger than we thought! Besides, how could this not be part of Brother Mao's plan?"

"What do you mean, kid?"

The pastor forced an eager smile on his face. "It must be that Brother Mao favored you more! He wanted you to be a powerful warlord, so he let that kid Gadda die!"

Jin Ya mused, "That seems to make some sense..."

Seeing that Jin Ya fell into the trap so easily, the pastor continued to persuade him:

"No matter what, some of Xiami's strength must have been taken away by Gada. But for greater stability, I think we should make some further preparations."

"How to prepare?"

"Let's make a lot of big rocks first, and then smash those shrimps to death!"

"Yes, that sounds good. You really have a way!"

The priest brought her and Gold Fang's fleet to other planets in the galaxy.

These planets are completely dead worlds for humans, but barely livable for the Orks. They drop their children on these worlds and order them to exploit any resources they can.

Although their skills are not as good as the Great Tech Boss, the technical guys under their command can also make things like the Orc Asteroid.

They soon accumulated a large number of stones.

Matt Horner passed the news back to Maxim, and Leon was a little surprised by the news.

This situation is confirmed by the fact that the two orc warlords had not arrived before... But when did such a smart person appear among the orcs?

Is this an invitation to the commander-in-chief?

However, the orcs digging stones is indeed a threat. The initiative of the space battle is not in Leon's hands. All he can do is invest more of Maxim's limited production capacity in air defense weapons.

But this also gave Li Ang more preparation time than expected.

He could use this time to produce more weapons and wipe out more orcs on the ground. But more importantly, the probability of them waiting for reinforcements was greatly increased.

Finally, the reinforcements from the High Wall must be on the way. Although no one knows when they will arrive, Leon believes that they will definitely come.

After all, this is the coalition of the Final Wall, not the Ultramarines.

What Leon didn't expect was that the first ones to know about the arrival of their reinforcements were not them, but the orcs.

After hearing the urgent message from Matt Horner, Leon, who was busy polishing Leman Russ and Thor mechas in the factory, suddenly stood up.

"What did you say?"

Suspecting whether he had heard correctly, he asked Matt Horner for confirmation, but the other party's answer was extremely certain.

"There's a battle barge boarding the orcs?!"

Chapter 104: Black Orcs.

The pastor never imagined that they were just picking a place on the outskirts of the galaxy to dig up rocks and smash shrimps, but in the end, shrimps would come to their door.

Mandeville Point rippled and trembled like the surface of water. As the veil of the real universe was torn apart, a battle barge painted with a black Iron Cross logo broke through the warp from within Mandeville Point and jumped into the galaxy.

Before it had time to activate the divination array and adjust its navigation, it unexpectedly encountered a greenskin fleet that was digging stones.

Both sides were clearly stunned at first, but the Black Templars' battle barge was the first to react. The captain of the Abomination immediately issued an order to the entire ship:

"Full left rudder! Adjust course and face the enemy broadside! Prepare the macro cannon!"

The captain's roar echoed throughout the battle barge.

"Let's cleanse these filthy greenskins with artillery fire!"

The battle barge opened fire first, and with just one round, it knocked the orcs, most of whom were mining stones on the planet, into a state of disarray.

But the greenskins, who had paid the price of sinking a cruiser, also reacted. They rushed back to the warships and began to surround the enemy with warships that far outnumbered them.

Didn't he choose to run away but approached us actively?

The pastor was also feeling a little excited at this moment, and he enjoyed the other party's clear stupidity very much.

He was worrying about having no scraps for his guys to think about, but then a warship of his guys came to his door.

There was no need for the priest to stir up his men's spirits; the greenskins, who hadn't fought in a long time, became excited. Countless bosses boarded the assault boats with their boys, and their central idea was quite clear:

"Guys, there's a lot of scrap ahead!"

“Waaagh!!!”

Even Jin Ya contacted the pastor after a long time. He came to show the pastor his determination to join the team.

"Pastor, no matter what your plan is, you can't stop me today!"

Gold Teeth swung his axe and said, "Today I'm going to chop those shrimps into pieces and feed them to mushrooms!"

The priest actually had no intention of stopping them from the beginning. He knew very well that the green-skinned boys needed a battle to vent their dissatisfaction.

Although attacking Maxim would be somewhat risky, a large ship of those shrimps...

What kind of storm can they stir up?

He nodded in agreement, expressing his support for Jin Ya's decision to join the team.

Seeing another Beastman warlord also obey their boss's decision, the morale of Jin Ya's men suddenly soared. They shouted excitedly, and Jin Ya also waved his hand proudly.

"Hey guys, pull my big boat over! Today we're going to smash some shrimps and grab some big guns!"

There was a sudden sound of "Waaagh" in Jin Ya's battleship.

The orcs' thirst for battle fueled them, invisibly increasing the speed of the battleship, which had been damaged by Horner's attack. On the bridge, Gold Fang sat on his warlord throne, waiting only for the right distance to enter the fray.