Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Huchi... Huchi... Huchi...

After running so far, it should be safe, right?

Brother Mao stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands. The sweat was half tired and half frightened.

"Hey, bastard, can you hear me?"

Lifting up the remaining half of Brother Go's head, Brother Mao asked several times but got no response.

Brother, maybe it’s really bad...

Brother Mao is a little sad. Brother Go and him have been fighting each other for countless years, and they still have some feelings for each other. Now Brother Go has met such a miserable end, which Brother Mao will not be able to accept for a while.

Looking for revenge on that guy?

No no no...he's so scary! As the saying goes, the remaining orcs are not afraid of fighting, but he directly wiped out all the orcs. How can this be done?

Brother Mao sighed and put Brother Gor's head on a shelf where he could often see it. In order to make Brother Gor's head more eye-catching, he even removed all the other items on the shelf that he used in his spare time. Small toys I made when I was young, such as cannons and machetes.

The time it took to finish all this was much shorter than Brother Mao imagined. He stood in front of the shelf in a daze, not knowing what he should do for a while. At times like this in the past, he would always fight with Brother Go, and then forget about the day and night, and the passage of time.

Brother Mao laughed a few times, pointed at Brother Go's head and cursed a few times, "I won't miss you, without you being such a weakling. I can finally calm down and do what I want to do."

Brother Mao turned around and went out, diving into his small factory. He sorted the rags collected in the subspace and offered by the orc boys, quickly assembled a sturdy table and stools, and then began to work.

Ding-dang-dang-dang, these sounds are like the sounds of nature to Brother Mao. Being more ingenious than Goge, he quickly made an interesting and novel device. He fiddled with it a few times and laughed happily, "This thing can make Goge enjoy it a lot!"

Brother Mao hurriedly rushed out of the factory. Only then did he realize that Brother Mao was now left with a head that could not answer. He walked back and forth awkwardly, then walked to the shelf and told Gorge's head how magical the gadget in his hand was.

After talking for a while, Brother Mao couldn't go on anymore. The lack of any response made him feel like a boring idiot.

He made a disgusted face at Brother Go's head, "I can't live without you!" Then he plunged into the factory again, and this time he stayed in for a long time before coming out.

Brother Mao opened the door and walked toward the shelf step by step with heavy steps. He stared at Brother Go's head for a long time, then took the head off, held it in his arms and walked towards the factory.

He sat at the table, placed Gorge's head on a shelf next to the table, and then he began to create, chattering to Gorge's head.

"I'm telling you, this thing is definitely powerful. If you cut it on someone, it will make them explode like popcorn. It's pretty cool!"

"Let me tell you, the principle of this thing is... Hey, forget that you idiot has no strength and no brain, so you should read more, you know? Knowledge is the first motivation of Waaaagh!"

"You are such a waste. You can't even understand this. But I am kind-hearted and can teach you again. You have to listen carefully this time."

Brother Mao murmured into Brother Go's head, which was the only sound in the chaotic nest between the two of them.

Now, the ripple effects of the Subject's power are unfolding across the galaxy.

Brother Gomao is the god of the orcs and the Necrontyr's method of preventing the orcs from truly uniting together. As long as Brother Mao continues to fight, the orcs will never stop the civil war. Even if a warlord with such a strong iron body emerges from the orcs, the orcs below are secretly preparing to replace him.

But now that Brother Go has been severely injured by the power of the Subjector, he can no longer engage in an endless contest with Brother Mao. In order to pass the time, Brother Mao can only do what he is best at, inventing and creating. His wisdom, no longer worn down by sticks, flows to the orcs in the mortal world. A great technological advancement is imminent.

The silence of Gorge has also had a fatal impact on the orcs. Although many orcs can't tell whether they believe in Gorge or Maoge, Gorge's body can be clearly distinguished. His body was erased by Lin Fan's subjective power, which directly caused half of the orc group to die, making the orcs as a whole not as strong as before. Even though the orcs will advance rapidly in technology in the coming years, they still need to struggle hard to survive in the apocalypse with a sudden drop in manpower.

The Orc Sea, which made the Imperial Guard desperate, lay down in a black cloud. They were really dead, and even if their bodies were not burned, they would not spread spores. The surviving armies were grateful for the Emperor's protection, and took advantage of the Orcs' weakened strength to sound the clarion call for a counterattack. Many worlds wiped out the orcs before they could recover.

The same was true for the orc troops active in the Cadia war zone. Fushi Tie, who was commanding the operations in the Fortress of the Fortress, suddenly felt weak, and the brute force filling his veins dropped by nearly half. The guards composed of strong orcs around him were even more unbearable, and they fell to the ground and died. In the entire hall, only the cunning technician boys and the big technicians can still move around.

"What's going on?" he asked with discomfort all over his body. He asked Brother Gomao, but he could only hear the clanking of the iron, but no movement of the muscles bulging when the stick was swung.

I...I have to stand up, the battle is not over yet.

He leaned on the throne and sat upright. After taking a few deep breaths with his eyes closed, he felt that his condition was much better. Then he kicked away the orcs who were sleeping to death at his feet, providing space for the big tech master who came to listen to his orders.

He looked at the big tech master with all his strength, and then glanced around the hall. Many of the equipment on the front foot that he still thought were very advanced and powerful now felt childish and useless. He angrily grabbed the armor of Big Tech and pulled it over and ordered him to build a better one for himself! Even cooler! More Waaagh! equipment!

The big tech master said yes again and again, and his eyes were shining with the same light as the iron in his body.

I am so smart and awesome, how could I create this kind of garbage that even the bastards can look down upon?

Under Mishui Tie's order, the orcs who were still breathing quickly built a transformation furnace. They filled it with all the dead orc corpses and used all the generated resources to transform the No. Gomao.

This is only a small part of the influence of the subject's power.

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