bookrandom Chapter 234 Solo Kill of the Orc War Boss
Chapter 234 Solo Kill of the Orc War Boss
In the realm of chaos, Abaddon, the Warmaster of the Black Legion, stands on the command platform of his flagship, the Vengeful Spirit.
His gaze was cold and profound, as if it could pierce through the mists of the warp and look directly into everything in the real universe. When he learned of Voda Bloodrong's exile, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a ruthless mockery.
“Woda Bloodsong, that arrogant madman, has finally paid the price for his arrogance,” Abaddon said in a low voice, a hint of disdain in his tone. “He thought he could roam the galaxy with just a battle axe, yet he couldn’t even completely defeat a human warrior. How laughable.”
His adjutant, a Chaos Lord clad in black armor, asked in a low voice, "Warlord, is there anything we should do about Woda Blood's defeat?"
Abaddon sneered, a cold glint in his eyes: "Woda Blood's failure has nothing to do with me. His arrogance and stupidity doomed him to exile. As for what happens on Vigilant Planet, let's wait and see, and let the humans and orcs continue to wear down each other."
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On the battlefield of Vigilant Star, the orcish attack surged like a tidal wave. Russell stood at the forefront of the position, his gaze coldly fixed on the distant horizon.
There, a nearly ten-meter-tall orc war leader was slowly approaching. His body was like a moving mountain, his rough armor covered with rivets and welding marks, and his huge cleaver gleamed coldly in the sunlight.
“The War Boss…” Russell murmured the name, his tone heavy. He knew this would be an extremely difficult battle, and he alone could not possibly kill this behemoth quickly.
"Everyone, prepare for battle!" Russell shouted, his voice echoing across the battlefield like thunder.
The Kashejin warriors responded swiftly, unleashing a dense barrage of fire from their laser guns and plasma weapons in an attempt to suppress the Orc War Chieftain's advance. However, the Orc War Chieftain's body was like an impenetrable wall, and ordinary weapons could not inflict any real damage on him.
"Russell, we need more firepower!" Leos's voice came through the communicator, his tone tinged with urgency.
Russell nodded, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew this battle required teamwork, not his individual heroism.
"Brutal, follow me!" Russell shouted, his voice filled with fighting spirit.
The Orgrim charged forward with brutal speed, his Stormshield and Power Hammer making him appear like a mobile steel fortress. The Stormshield blocked the Orc warchief's cleaver, while each swing of the Power Hammer smashed the surrounding Orc warriors into a bloody pulp.
"Russell, I'll draw his attention!" Brutal shouted, his voice filled with fighting spirit.
Russell nodded and quickly circled around to the flank of the orc war leader. His "Fire Kirin" laser gun continuously spewed deadly energy beams, trying to find a weakness in his opponent. However, the orc war leader's armor was too thick, and the energy beams could only leave shallow marks on it.
"Russell, be careful!" Leos's voice rang out again, tinged with anxiety.
Russell swiftly dodged, the orc warlord's cleaver grazing his power armor, leaving a deep gash. He was knocked back several steps, but his eyes remained filled with fighting spirit.
"Fearless War God!" Russell roared, instantly activating his new skill. His body was enveloped in a golden light, and his strength, speed, and reaction speed instantly increased by 500%. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, swiftly rushing towards the orc war leader.
"Brutal, now!" Russell shouted, his voice filled with fighting spirit.
Brutal responded swiftly, his Storm Shield slamming directly into the Orc War Chieftain's body, causing him to stagger. Russell seized the opportunity, his entrenching tool flashing like lightning as it struck the Orc War Chieftain's chest, tearing through his armor.
The orc war leader let out a piercing scream, swinging his massive cleaver at Russell. However, Russell dodged like a ghost, his entrenching tool flashing out again, piercing the orc's heart.
"Die, you greenskin bastard!" Russell roared, his entrenching tool cleaving the orc war leader in two. Blood splattered onto his power armor, the blade of the Blooddrinker entrenching tool flashing an eerie red light, as if sucking the life out of its enemy.
The orc warlord's body slowly collapsed, eventually turning into a pile of scrap metal. Russell stood beside his corpse, a cold glint in his eyes.
System notification: Killing the Orc War Boss grants 1000 Big Muscle Fragments.
"Russell, well done!" Leos's voice came through the communicator, his tone tinged with excitement.
Russell nodded, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected this new skill to be so powerful. The orc war leader had been killed just like that? Although it all seemed like a dream, the orc leader's body lay there quietly.
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In the realm of chaos, Abaddon was observing the battlefield's shifts through a holographic projection. His gaze was cold and profound, seemingly able to pierce the mists of the warp and see directly into the real universe.
"Warlord, the Orc War Chief has been killed," a Chaos Lord whispered, a hint of surprise in his voice.
Abaddon sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Orcs are orcs after all. No matter how strong they are, they can't compare to true warriors. However, that human warrior named Russell... is rather interesting."
His adjutant asked in a low voice, "Commander, should we keep an eye on him?"
Abaddon shook his head, a cold glint in his eyes: "No, Russell may have some strength, but he's not enough to attract my attention. My targets are Grand Marshal Hel Blanchett and Chapter Master Pedro Canto. If we defeat them, humanity's power will be completely destroyed."
He turned around and said to the Chaos Lord beside him, "Pass down the order: the Black Legion shall begin to assemble."
Once the orcs and humans are exhausted, we will destroy them in one fell swoop.
The Chaos Lord nodded and quickly relayed the order. A murderous glint flashed in Abaddon's eyes, then he whispered, "Hale Blanchett, Pedro Cantor... your end is near."