I write apocrypha in Warhammer

Soon, the greenseers' recruitment order spread throughout the greenskin worlds.

The extreme enthusiasm for war has led all orc strongmen to respond to the call, even if they cross tens of thousands of light-years to go to Oster to join this great green tide of mythical level.

"You can't do it, you bastards. The Green Seer only wants such a tall orc. You guys are obviously not strong enough!"

In a certain orc world, the boss in charge of recruiting soldiers pasted ten leaflets vertically together as a standard for testing the height of big men.

There are countless Orc boys in the galaxy, and Wei Mu cannot possibly want them all.

"I'm just a little bit short, just a little bit!" one of the boys begged bitterly.

"That's right, Brother Mao won't care about this little detail!" Another kid also followed suit.

"Shut up, you bastards. What the Green Seer has brought us is the most explosive and exciting super waaagh! Not all orcs can join it. You guys who are not up to standard should fight on your own." , don’t let this ruin the Green Seer’s big plan!” The boss refused ruthlessly.

Things have developed to this point, and the words of the Green Seer have become a kind of truth to the orcs, and no orc dares to violate it.

So for such a result, the orc boys were extremely disappointed but had no choice but to turn their grief and anger into fists and pour them on the other boys around them, triggering one large fight after another.

If you are lucky, the orc who is still standing at the end of the fight will rapidly expand his body due to this victory, and then be qualified to board the ship, which can be regarded as a way to change his destiny.

As for the big orcs whose physiques were already up to standard, their bodies were covered with all kinds of scrap metal and murderous weapons - that was all their belongings. They happily walked into the battleship and couldn't wait to go to the home of the insects to kill them. Kick the Great Devourer in the ass.

The summoned farts will also take a test. The boss in charge of setting the questions will randomly select two numbers from the multiplication table and multiply them. Only the farts who have calculated correctly can board the spacecraft together.

The benefit of exam-oriented education lies not in how many practical things can be learned, but in the ability to filter out those smart people from the vast crowd. In order to cope with the brutal battle that will follow, Wei Mu needs those smart farts.

After the recruitment of soldiers in a region was completed, almost all the elite forces of the local green-skin tribe, as well as their personal property, were all withdrawn from the original world and devoted themselves to the rolling green tide.

So in fact, in the current Octarius sector, the power of the orcs is much weaker even before the Leviathan Hive Fleet invaded.

If you really think about it, humanity has only lost those three worlds used as battlefields, and a huge crisis that could shake the foundation of the empire has been resolved.

For such a result, the judges seemed to be dreaming.

In fact, they also want to witness the development of all this, and want to see the final curtain call of this operation with their own eyes - it is a supreme honor to be able to participate in such an exciting event, even if they know that there is a narrow escape ahead.

It's just that the situation here is too bizarre. In order to avoid the empire from misjudging the situation, they must report the news to the Terran government as soon as possible.

Therefore, after the insect swarm crisis was resolved, the two inquisitors hurriedly returned to the human world.

After several months of continuous recruitment, Wei Mu successfully absorbed all the elite greenskins in the surrounding star areas. At this time, the army under his command already has more than 120,000 super-heavy bosses, tens of billions of orc bosses, and a complete body battle moon.

This is a powerful force that can shake the stars, an invincible and invincible army, as if it is a heavy punch personally delivered by the green-skinned god Gomao. No matter who stands in front of it, there is only a dead end.

For such a powerful force, Khorne is very eager to challenge it.

This is not only because of the blood god's desire to hunt strong men, but also because one of his armies has suffered heavy losses here before.

Blood debts must be paid with blood.

The Lord of Skulls mobilized his troops in the Brass Fortress, and eight bloodthirsty demons and their demonic legions were waiting in full formation.

They are ready to pour out their endless fury on those ungrateful mortals, eager to take off the heads of their enemies for the gods they serve.

However, just as this force was about to set off, the Blood God's domain was suddenly attacked by the demon armies of Tzeentch, Slaanesh, and Nurgle. The army led by the Almighty Demon Lord, the Keeper of Secrets and the Great Unclean One has entered the Blood God's Arena.

They plan to work together to destroy Khorne's house.

The meaning shown by the other three companies is already very obvious. Bugs are the top predators from extragalactic galaxies. In terms of positioning, they are in competition with their subspace creatures, and the Hive Mind is on the planet called Ziafria. The giant flesh-and-blood building built above is definitely not a good thing, and someone really needs to go over and take care of it.

There is definitely nothing the Evil God's army can do about the Hive Fleet of Tiamat. First, the demons are naturally at a disadvantage when fighting in the physical universe. Second, the Hive Mind itself can produce huge subspace shadows. Third, the Ziafria Star The flesh-and-blood building above is releasing powerful spiritual energy every moment, which is not conducive to the devil taking action against that world.

Since these mortals have the ability and willingness to deal with their competitors, it is natural for everyone to let them go, but be sure not to make any mistakes midway.

Khorne was extremely angry at the attitude of those three families.

Although the Blood God is good at fighting, he is unable to confront the three Chaos Evil Gods on his own, so he can only abandon the original interception plan and vent his anger on the enemies who have invaded his territory.

Ever since, in the Arena of the Blood God, the great game of the gods began again.

Countless Khorne vampires came one after another, cutting the flesh of their enemies with flaming hell swords.

Swarms of Nurgle Toads gnawed pustules in their mouths, trying to spread the virulent germs across the battlefield.

The Pink Horror of Tzeentch chanted magic and released a terrifying psychic scream.

The Slaanesh Desire Demon uses his dexterity to harvest lives one after another on the battlefield.

The Champions of Chaos fight each other in the realm of the Blood God, trying to please the gods they serve with glorious achievements, just as it usually happens every day in the Warp.

Of course, Wei Mu must not be aware of these things happening in the Sea of ​​Souls.

He took all the strong orcs under his command and boarded the giant battle moon. Ironhide commanded the entire army, and Green Finch was at the helm. He was escorted by Stern and Maul, and Jawa followed him. Lai Beast is standing by - a great battle with the goal of defeating the gods has officially begun.