A massive spaceship hovered in orbit above the planet, with countless scrap turrets aid at the ground. The entire battleship was battered and seed to be haphazardly welded together from various tals.
But it could fly! And it could even conduct interstellar travel!
Ork technology, truly astonishing.
Boom!
A pale blue energy column once again descended from the sky.
The beam plowed through the ground, not only affecting the deep pit where Yang Tao was but also the surrounding multitude of Orks.
Warp.
Yang Tao's vision disappeared from the Ork-infested planet.
'Dead? That shouldn't be...
Unless... his projection couldn't perfectly unleash the power of the Abyssal Set, and he died from a single main cannon shot from a regular Ork battleship...
Without an attack that cleared the planet's surface or a rule-level attack, it would be impossible to break through the Abyssal Set's defense.
However, there was also good news: he was even more troubleso than Warp Demons. When a demon was killed in the material world, it needed to spend ti re-condensing a new physical body before it could return to the material world.
But as long as he wished, he could project himself into the material world at any ti.
"First, go dismantle the Ork battleship... Wait."
An interesting idea popped into Yang Tao's mind. He needed to test the Orks' 'I reckon' power.
As the thought erged, his projection reappeared on the Ork-ridden planet.
The previous battleship bombardnt had no effect on the Orks, even though countless Orks died.
The nurous Orks, like weeds, discovered him and imdiately launched an attack.
Countless bullets poured onto him, but he neither dodged nor flinched. Even when the most worthless Goblin rushed up to him and stabbed him with a rusty dagger, he did not resist.
He slowly floated into the air.
Allowing more Orks to attack him, as ti passed, he could feel the attacks he suffered becoming weaker and weaker.
This was the Orks 'reckoning' that their weapons were too weak to harm him, so their 'I reckon' power activated, and the bullets they fired at Yang Tao actually beca weaker.
'How interesting...'
Floating in mid-air, Yang Tao saw a cluster of buildings in the distance, with countless Orks surging towards the city like a tide.
'Are there still resistors here?'
However, the next mont, the Ork battleship hovering in orbit fired countless energy cannons, and the surging energy directly annihilated the distant fortress walls. A massive number of Orks rushed in through the breach.
Both sides began the most brutal close-quarters combat.
Compared to the Orks, Yang Tao felt the Imperium of Man was better; at least they could still talk.
Looking up at the eighteen-ard Ork battleship that covered the sky, Yang Tao thought it would be better to destroy it first.
But just as this thought arose, an energy beam shot from the war-torn fortress in the distance, precisely hitting the Ork battleship.
The Ork battleship, which had been so imposing just monts before, was pierced by this energy beam. A deafening explosion erupted, and the battleship burst apart, its various components turning into a rain of fire falling from the sky.
A unlucky Ork was directly smashed into mushroom paste.
"As expected of the 40K world, there is indeed no absolute protagonist..."
As long as one does not beco a god, even a legend can, in the next mont, turn into dust of history or degenerate into a dog of the Empire.
Without the Ork battleship, Yang Tao instantly arrived next to the fortress.
The Energy Collector MK3 was placed down. This thing was only worth 710,000 Zero C, and he had plenty of it!
He didn't feel any heartache, really!
The Ork corpses around the fortress had already piled up into small mountains. Yang Tao stood on the city wall, looking at the countless Orks.
'Since I am not affected by ntal influence, then Iron Bro and the Villagers should also be unaffected...'
He summoned a wooden door, and an Iron Golem walked out from the Overworld.
"Iron Bro, kill all the Orks!"
At the sa ti, with Iron Bro's appearance, Yang Tao, who was in the Warp, found that the surrounding projections beca increasingly real.
The strength of the Mutated Iron Golem was beyond doubt, especially in this kind of battlefield where it could be said to be a one-punch kill.
Thick tal arms and a cleaver were wreathed in electrical arcs. Dozens, even hundreds, of Ork lives were no match for Iron Bro.
However, the Mutated Iron Golem's health was also rapidly decreasing.
Yang Tao took out three Dark Matter Pedestals and placed them near the breach in the city wall, then placed three items on them.
A Repair Talisman and a Body Gem were embedded into the Mutated Iron Golem's body.
The Repair Talisman could repair item durability without consumption, at a rate of 1 point per second. Placing it in the sa inventory slot as the item to be repaired also worked.
The Body Gem restored half a hunger bar and half a health bar to nearby friendly Entities every 0.25 seconds. It could store 128 EMC, consuming 64 EMC per activation. However, when placed on a Dark Matter Pedestal, it would have no consumption, becoming a true perpetual motion machine.
Seeing that the Mutated Iron Golem showed no signs of mutation or loss of control, Yang Tao continued to open the wooden door and summon more Mutated Iron Golems.
He poked his head out of the wooden door and shouted to the Tinkers Construct Blacksmith, who was modifying old model Iron Golems: "Go find people to call back all the Red Soil Tier Mutated Iron Golems. Also, have all unemployed Villagers change their profession to Tinkers Construct Blacksmiths and focus on making Mutated Iron Golems."
The total number of Mutated Iron Golems currently amounted to several thousand, though they were usually scattered across different worlds.
But this was already an extrely exaggerated number.
"Sir, how many Mutated Iron Golems do you need?"
"I want enough to flood a planet!"
One or two tens of thousands would be useless in a planet-wide war.
"No problem, Brave Sir!"
Seeing Yang Tao speak so seriously, the Tinkers Construct Blacksmith also nodded with a solemn expression, imdiately calling people to relay Yang Tao's orders. The entire Overworld began to get busy.
Yang Tao's vision cut back to the Warhamr material world. The slaughter continued, and the rate at which his energy value increased grew faster as more energy collectors were added.
At the sa ti, in the Warp, a fortress was coalescing, and so extrely dim phantoms were fighting within the city. Judging by their size, there were Orks and Humans.
They were the projections of Humans and Orks in the Warp.
As most of the phantoms approached death, they appeared in the Warp just like the first one, their dim figures gradually becoming clearer.
But the next mont, the phantoms that were not within the forbidden torch range were instantly devoured by the Warp monsters that pounced on them.
There was no sound, only chaotic consciousness scattering.
Similarly, so also discovered the 'pure land' next to Yang Tao, especially since there was also a 'kindred' figure among them.
"Huh?"
Yang Tao's attention was drawn. He didn't know why those Warp monsters paused, abandoned the souls at their mouths, and scattered and fled.
"Didn't they say that after Humans die, their souls are put into the Golden Toilet?"
He truly didn't know much about Warhamr, and the current situation really left him puzzled.
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