In the eerie and violent Warp, two spacecraft pieced together from scrap metal finally docked.
The prototypes of these two warships were likely Imperial vessels; one was a battlecruiser, and the other appeared to be a standard destroyer.
Clearly, Bonecrusher held an absolute advantage in terms of manpower.
A larger hull simply meant it could carry more Orks.
And this vast number of Orks was very likely to send Hulk into a berserk state.
"I am the chosen of the gods of Gork and Mork, you're nothing but a fart!"
"You're just a slightly larger mutant, you're not even as good as our Gretchin!"
A wave of cursing continued to come through the communicator.
The verbal exchange between the two sides was no different from a toxic gaming lobby; it was fortunate that Orks didn't have parents, otherwise, after this barrage of insults, both sides would have lost theirs.
"Bonecrusher, you just wait! I'm going up there myself to crush you!"
"I'm going to twist your head off and kick it like a ball; if you've got guts, don't run away!"
"WAAAAAGHaa!"
The ork Boys on both sides were extremely excited; upon learning there was a fight to be had, the morale of both sides soared even higher.
Both sides erupted with different Waaagh energy, especially on Hulk's side, which was shrouded in a green aura.
"Boys, charge!"
"I'll lead the charge and take out their boss!"
"All boys, get into the drop pods! I, Hulk, am going to capture their boss alive today and make them completely submit!"
"Boss, I think it's a trap!"
A rather cunning Ork Mekboy raised an objection.
Clearly, he was the one with the better brain among these Orks.
"Forget about it! As long as I charge in, they're done for!"
"Our bridge ships have already docked; what kind of trick can he play on us?"
Clearly, the enraged Hulk had lost his mind.
He was now huge and berserk, and his skin was even showing hints of a bright red hue.
Rage was stimulating his mind, and at the same time, a bright red figure appeared in his head!
In the vision, Gork and Mork had turned into a bright red appearance.
Endless berserk power was eroding his remaining sanity; as long as he continued to fall into a frenzy, Khorne's power would be able to infiltrate his mind.
[Khorne: Yes, yes, that's it! Only berserk slaughter can increase favorability!]
[As an old god of war and an old duelist, I am very familiar with this!]
Believing he could succeed, Khorne was using extremely cunning war tactics to stimulate Hulk before him.
And as time passed, the enlarging Hulk would gradually show traces of bright red.
For Caleb, this was a long and arduous battle.
"Heh!"
"Is this how you plan to scheme against me?"
"If it were before, I might have really fallen into the trap, but now, I already know what's going to happen next!"
According to Caleb's deduction, he not only had to win against the Orks in front of him but might also have to defeat the incoming demonic reinforcements.
In other words, Hulk would have to win two battles, which was a very severe test for a player.
Of course, there was a way to break the deadlock. Orks had a habit: as long as you defeated their boss, the opponent's boys would follow the more badass boss.
In other words, while Orks looked united, in reality, as long as you defeated their Warboss, Bonecrusher, things would be much easier to handle!
However, winning wasn't the problem; the biggest problem was controlling Hulk's rage level.
If Hulk's favorability with Khorne maxed out, he would really get cucked.
Not only that, once he was cucked, it would very likely lead to his mission failure.
Having figured this out, Caleb meticulously formulated a strategic plan.
First, he would deploy the Ork pieces in his hand directly beside Hulk to reduce the opponent's combat intensity.
A large number of Stompas appeared almost suddenly.
Those fierce Killer Kans quickly took all the kills that originally belonged to Hulk.
Currently, Caleb had a full 3000 deployment points remaining!
Hulk took up 1000 points, and the remaining 3000 points could be used to freely choose suitable units.
Caleb picked up a few Ork Stompas and deployed them.
In just a moment, amidst the eerie torrent of the Warp, several Ork Stompas appeared directly on the battlefield!
At the same time, Caleb also deployed a portion of Killer Kans, which were a unit among the Orks similar to a dreadnought.
Although their overall quality was indeed inferior to a dreadnought, they had the advantage of being cheaper in deployment points, and possessed extremely good mobility.
To ensure the subsequent mission could be executed smoothly, Caleb disguised himself as the will of Gork and Mork.
[Caleb: Waaaagh! Follow Hulk and charge!]
[You must Waaagh the other side to oblivion; only the truly strong are worthy of being my chosen of the gods!]
As soon as these words came out, the newly deployed ork units immediately followed Hulk and started to Waaagh!
They formed a torrent of steel, directly opening a path inside the enemy's bridge!
Hulk charged into the enemy formation, moving like he was in an empty land.
A single punch could kill several ork Boys.
However, strangely, he didn't find the enemy boss among the Orks.
This made his whole body turn red, and he became very, very indignant.
[Caleb (Mork): Hulk, you must calm down and Waaagh! Learn to be cunning; don't be fooled by the enemy's cunning schemes!]
[I will guide your path forward, and I will teach you the most cunning tactics!]
As Caleb directly commanded, Hulk, who had almost fallen into madness, calmed down at this moment.
He had originally been staring furiously at the large group of ork Boys in front of him.
However, now his eyes were exceptionally calm.
[Hulk: I think Gork and Mork are right!]
[I want to be brutal and cunning, not just brutal!]
[Hmm, I reckon he must be hiding in a very hidden place, a very safe place!]
[He definitely can't be found here, that stinking idiot called Bonecrusher!]
Clearly, when mentioning that ork's name, Hulk was still very angry.
This gave Khorne, who wanted to draw cards, a glimmer of hope.
After all, after losing Angron, he really wanted this card.
The angrier, the stronger; my god, he was simply the perfect match for Khorne!
Fortunately, Caleb already knew Khorne's scheme through prophecy, otherwise, Hulk would have really charged into the enemy's troop pile and gone berserk.
At that point, his mission would fail, and he would go straight to the hive city for a trip.
By then, he would have to master 100 ways for a maggot to survive.
And how to dominate a genestealer's cloaca.
"Whew!"
Watching Hulk tear open the ventilation duct next to him and crawl in, Caleb relaxed; clearly, Hulk was using his brain now.
Hulk had roughly grasped the location of the enemy boss based on the target-seeking radar he gave him!
Therefore, he wanted to take a shortcut to kill that damn Ork directly!
Fortunately, the Orks' thoughts were connected with their boss.
Hulk's only order to these boys was to charge forward and Waaagh!
As long as they charged forward, once he killed the opponent's boss, everything would be alright.
Once the opponent's boss was killed, Hulk would be able to take over this wave of troops.
Clearly, Khorne also saw this strategy.
However, besides Khorne drawing cards, there was actually another guy drawing cards!
On the gameboard, a guy full of benevolence towards life had also joined in.
He scratched his thick belly and looked at Khorne with a smile.
[Nurgle: Didn't call me for card drawing?]
[My Isha hasn't been happy lately, and I feel I must bring her something good that can make her happy!]
[Such tenacious vitality; it would be a shame not to come to my Garden!]
Khorne was, of course, very impatient with Nurgle's arrival.
However, at the moment, this Warp region was already at the intersection of decay, corruption, and mindless slaughter.
The powers of Nurgle and Khorne could naturally intertwine here.
Therefore, this was also a shared battlefield for both sides.
[Khorne: "You fellow, why aren't you staying in your Garden to tend to your flowers? Why did you run out here?"]
["This is not a place for you to be. Go back!"]
If it were in the past, this sentence from Khorne would definitely have been useful.
However, it was a pity that due to the Emperor's influence, it was now so weakened that Nurgle had actually jumped right into its face.
Hilarious; Khorne had almost had one of its sacred numbers wiped out previously.
Now, in its recovery phase, the power it could wield was not much different from Nurgle's.
Clearly, Father Nurgle, with its "kind" expression, did not care at all about the God of War's roar.
It even intended to dispatch its own brood to take this pawn, full of vitality, and incorporate it into its Garden.
On the gameboard, two phantoms sat on either side.
Caleb could clearly see the phantoms on both sides: on one side was the red Khorne, and on the other was the green Nurgle.
Clearly, both sides intended to join this massive melee, so there would likely be many more units from both sides now.
[Caleb: "Hulk, use your cunning brain and think carefully!"]
["I reckon you should imagine yourself to be very cunning, imagine that you can know the opponent's strategy!"]
Caleb's reminder gave Hulk a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
Under the influence of the ten thousand energy, did Hulk actually imagine himself to be very smart?
At this moment, Hulk had just come out of the ventilation duct.
After casually dealing with the few Orks nearby, he led his own ork Boys and slowly walked toward the depths of the corridor.
[Hulk: "I must imagine I'm very cunning, I must imagine I'm very cunning!"]
["I am the smartest human, I am the smartest Ork!"]
["That guy is not as good as me; I will know any plan he has!"]
["I guess that guy with the big pot lid on his head must not be here!"]
["He definitely won't be in the command room, but in the storeroom!"]
The enlightened Hulk turned around decisively. At this moment, his figure had actually shrunk significantly under the series of hypnotic suggestions, and the red marks on his body had also dissipated.
His physique had dropped to the size of an ordinary ork Boy, but many ork Boys did not underestimate him because of this.
The Orks who had been beaten into the ground knew that once Boss Hulk got angry, in a fit of rage, he could immediately hammer them into the ground like mushrooms.
Any ork Boy with a normal brain would not challenge the current boss.
Unless the boss was killed by someone else.
Along the way, Hulk even casually tore apart a few dreadnoughts with his bare hands.
He only needed one punch to smash into the interior of these iron cans and pull out the pilot inside!
Whether it was a Gretchin or a small ork Boy.
In short, once pulled out by Hulk, they would have to see what the brutality of Gork and Mork was all about.
However, during this time, he still inevitably got hit by those large-caliber shootas.
Even though these Orks had poor aim, once hit by such high-powered weapons, it resulted in a gaping hole in the chest.
But for Hulk, this was not a problem.
As long as he wasn't killed by a single shot, for Hulk, it meant there was no damage.
Consequently, under the terrified gazes of those Ork Nobz and ork Boys.
Hulk displayed an indescribable ability to recover.
Clearly, the opponent's health bar was almost empty the previous second, yet the next second, it was full again.
[Nurgle: "Yes, yes, yes, that's it! I want to bless him; this is very much to my taste!"]
As that green phantom waved its hand, Hulk's already immense recovery ability became even more monstrous.
He could even tank a bombardment from a Stompa; even if his body was burned to charcoal, he could still recover!
"WAAAGH!"
Hulk delivered a ground slam, then flew into mid-air and smashed fiercely into the interior of this Stompa.
Afterward, he tore everything apart inside like a beast.
That seemingly thick steel was like paper in his hands.
After tearing off the pilot's brain as well.
Hulk just walked out nonchalantly.
At this moment, the ork Boys' perception of Hulk reached a new level.
They were all convinced that their boss was the greatest Ork, and no one could be stronger than such a boss!
[Nurgle: "Awesome, increase the position!"]
Nurgle said nothing, only smiling blindly, frantically increasing its investment.
The power of the blessing had caused some pustules to grow on Hulk's body.
Fortunately, Hulk had a very powerful recovery ability, and these pustules, which would be treated as cancer cells by his body, would be immediately executed!
Moreover, Khorne would not allow its pawn to grow pustules; what it wanted were the most aesthetically pleasing muscle lines, and what it wanted were blood-red followers of slaughter!
[Khorne: "Just because you're increasing your position, I will too!"]
Just like that, Hulk not only received a small portion of Khorne's blessing but even ate Nurgle's as well!
Due to Caleb's secret meddling, this allowed Hulk to balance the blessings from both sides after consuming them, which was quite miraculous.
Watching Hulk's slaughter value plummeting, the incomparably furious Khorne finally couldn't sit still anymore.
His "white moonlight" was losing favor; for Khorne, could this be tolerated?
It wanted to arrange some demons to directly stimulate Hulk.
However, at this moment, Caleb would not let Khorne have its way!
Just as that red phantom raised its hand, Caleb's skill was already activated.
[gameboard Skill: Forced Target Lock, In this battle, Khorne and Nurgle will be declared sworn enemies, and a terrifying fierce battle will erupt!]
As Khorne opened its account and built its position, even dispatching its own demons.
As the avatar of life and decay, Nurgle was definitely going to come and gross out Khorne.
In the past, it might have feared it a bit, but now that the God of War had weakened, it had to take this good opportunity to expand its territory!
Directly planting its flowers all over those bloody arenas.
The moment Khorne dispatched its Bloodthirsters, Nurgle also dispatched its Plaguebearers to obstruct the other side!
Both sides' demon portals were basically opened opposite each other's portals, so the demons from both sides could fight as soon as they came out, which was very joyful.
Father Nurgle, in the name of mercy, called upon the life in its Garden to protect more life.
And at the same time, the God of War also called for the beginning of a massive battle in the name of war.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Watching the demons of both sides spawn all over the interiors of both ships.
A massive melee where friend and foe were completely indistinguishable had begun again!
The Orks, Nurgle's demons, and Khorne's demons were locked in a tangled slaughter.
These sudden demons clearly disrupted Bonecrusher's deployment!
"This is impossible, this is unreasonable!"
"My plan is so cunning, how could this kind of problem happen!"
Sitting in the mushroom warehouse, Bonecrusher looked at the scene before him in disbelief and was stunned.
The battle situation that could have been stabilized had actually become so chaotic at this moment.
The three forces were locked in a tangled slaughter at this moment.
He even had to let his Orks cooperate with the opposing Orks.
Orks who have a battle to fight are willing to talk.
Orks that were originally trapped in civil war could also unite into a huge Warlord group because of a common enemy.
As long as the leader does not die, this unity can be barely maintained; of course, the best choice is still to be ruled under a great Warlord.
As the saying goes, one move and things go wrong, one thing goes wrong and you have to make a move.
Just as the legendary Ork Bonecrusher was deploying his troops.
A pair of thick, large hands were already patting his shoulder.
Looking back, a mutant with a mouthful of neat white teeth was already smiling at him.
He had almost no armor on his body, but his body was several times larger than his own.
Hulk: "When it comes to being cunning, I am still above you!"