The Bonebreaker's mechanical eyeballs lit up with a faint green light in the void, and arcs of Waaagh energy flowed on the surface of its reconstructed body.

He looked down at the space fortress below him that was made up of thirty orc junks. When he clenched his power claws, the energy waves that burst out between his fingers directly shattered the transport boat that was passing by.

"Boss Bone Crusher! I succeeded in my search!"

"Bonecrusher Boss is back to life! waaaaagh!"

The Bonebreaker felt the power in his body, which was obviously more than one level stronger than before.

"It's time to collect the debt." The mechanical voice cords let out a roar mixed with the roar of the engine.

At the edge of the Death Moon Galaxy, the newly-crowned orc warlord "Broken Tooth" Skarss is standing on a throne that was transformed from a human church.

This five-meter-tall behemoth is covered in power weapons pulled from the corpses of Space Marines, and its left eye is equipped with a laser rangefinder stolen from a Mechanicus priest.

"Listen up, weaklings!" Skars struck the throne armrest with his power axe, causing the colored glass above his head to fall down. "Now I am the biggest and most waaaagh boss! Tomorrow we will go..."

The annoyance rocket suddenly smashed through the stained glass windows and exploded green smoke in the church hall.

A holographic projection emerged from the smoke, which was the last image of the Bone Crusher before he was blown to pieces.

Scars's expression froze instantly, and he noticed that the eyes of all the orc boys began to wander.

"What are you looking at!" Scars smashed the projector with an axe, "That piece of iron garbage has been turned into slag long ago! Now I have the final say!" It grabbed the fart spirit next to it and threw it at the group of orcs, but no one noticed the green slime oozing out from the cracks in the church's floor tiles.

As Skars forced millions of Orks to spell out their names on the surface of a space hulk, Bonebreaker warships slowly emerged from the Warp rift.

This super battleship was rebuilt from the wreckage of more than a dozen Imperial battleships. Its armor plates were covered with melted Space Wolves emblems, and its bow ram was the Chain Fist discarded by Leman Russ.

“waaaaagh!!”

The battle cry of the Bone Crusher exploded through the full-band radio. As soon as Skars looked up, he saw that his proud flagship "Big Boom" was cut in half by a green energy beam.

Even more terrifying was the fact that that energy beam was actually fired by the Bone Crusher using his newly-installed Tyranid bio-cannon.

“This is impossible…”

Skars's power axe began to tremble. When it saw the mechanical body of the Bone Crusher descending from the teleportation beam, the twelve auxiliary power claws were waving behind it, and the modified Space Marine shoulder armor on the main torso was absorbing the surrounding Waaagh energy.

"waaaaaaagh!"

“waaaaaaaaagh!!!!”

Scars roared and leaped up, slashing down with the same force that had split the cruiser in half.

The Bone Crusher simply raised his main power claws, and five thirty-meter-long super-shock claws suddenly popped out.

"Click!"

The power axe shattered into metal chips the moment it made contact, and Skars was knocked to the ground by the aftermath.

It struggled to get up, but found that its right arm had turned into a pile of gears.

The auxiliary claws on the back of the Bone Crusher suddenly extended and nailed Scars to the golden icon in the church.

“I heard you want to be the boss?”

The Bone Crusher's flamethrower began to warm up. This time, the plasma flames stolen from the Space Wolves' reactors surged in the nozzle. "Do you know why the orc boys are afraid of me?"

As Skars opened his mouth, plasma fire poured into his throat.

Blue-white high-temperature jets gushed out from the orc warlord's seven orifices, melting the golden statue into liquid.

When the Bone Crusher retracted his claws, Skars's charred corpse still had his hands raised in a gesture of surrender.

"You dare to surrender? That's not waaaaagh at all!"

"Only Boss Bonebreaker can lead us forever waaaaaaaaagh!!!"

The surviving orc bosses knelt and trembled in the ruins of the church.

The Bone Crusher stepped on Skars' skull, and the biological cannon behind him was automatically locking onto every leader who had two minds.

"You are a bunch of rubbish."

The mechanical claw grabbed the largest orc boss and said, "I didn't even pull the hair off the shrimp in wolf skin."

He exerted a sudden force and crushed it, the splattered internal organs suspended in the Waaagh energy field to form a warning sign.

Twelve modified killing cans broke through the wall. These war machines, which were modified from the remains of a dozen Terminators, had green flames dancing in their eye sockets.

Bonebreaker inserted the neural link into the main control system, and all orcs instantly received his plan to massacre the human fleet.

"We are going to launch an unprecedented waaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!!!"

"Let the empire's wolf cubs be reduced to ashes in our waaaaaaaaaagh!!"

“waaaaaaagh!!!”

"waaaaaagh!!!!"

"waaaaaaaagh!!!!"

Countless orcs were howling one after another, and with the support of the Bonebreakers, the huge orc fleet was regrouping.

........................

At this time in the warp, the brass throne of Khorne floated above the whirlpool of blood, and the fountain of skulls split by the eight-legged battle axe suddenly turned.

The Blood God sipped from a skull chalice, his lava-like pupils reflecting the war beyond the veil of reality. When Szalak activated the dimensional slicing, his wild laughter shattered the shackles of the Sevenfold Purgatory.

"Look at these metal skeletons!" Khorne's roar set off a storm of blood. The chopped-off Tyranid limbs were reassembled into gladiators under his feet. "They are much stronger than those weak psychic bastards!"

In Nurgle's Plague Gardens, strange flowers that are a fusion of metal and flesh suddenly bloom from the ichor waterfall.

The loving father poked the holographic projection with his maggoty fingers, and his rotten face was wrinkled with disappointment: "Without the corruption of life, without the transformation of despair... Fail!"

Emerald-colored Tyranic acid boiled in His plague cauldron, but it could never be assimilated into chaos ichor.

A Hive tentacle that attempted to devour a garden was transformed by Nurgle's loving blessing into a slug that could sing nursery rhymes.

Tzeentch's crystal dome reflects countless possible battlefields, and each prism reflects a different destructive ending.

When the Undead Fleet activated its causal weapons, the Weaver of Fate suddenly crushed the thread of time in his hand.

"It's really interesting, endless changes, endless possibilities!" The blue bird's head spewed out flames of knowledge, and the crow's head let out a joyful cry.

The Lord of Change threw the Zerg evolution data into the Chaos Furnace and watched as some of the Tyranid creatures struggled in the logical plague.

The crystal palaces of Slaanesh are hosting a new era of decadent feasting. As the wings of light of Sanguinius pierce the swarm, the sighs of the god of joy bring three thousand worlds to an eternal climax.

"What a sweet struggle..." The thousand faces of Slaanesh showed both intoxication and dissatisfaction.