"Finally, someone worth fighting has come!" A hint of excitement flashed in Vulkan's eyes. He tightly grasped the warhammer in his hand and placed it across his chest.

The flame on the hammer seemed to sense its master's will to fight, and its original red color gradually turned into bright white and burned fiercely.

At the same time, the Phantom Knight let out an inhuman scream, the sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, making people shudder.

The halberd in its hand drew a deadly arc in the air, carrying an endless breath of death, and slashed straight towards Vulkan.

In an instant, the hammer and the halberd collided violently in the air, making a deafening noise.

"clang!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire battlefield.

The energy wave generated by the collision was like a violent hurricane, sweeping out in all directions with the impact point as the center.

Buildings within thirty meters around were unable to withstand the impact of this powerful energy and collapsed one after another.

The whole scene was in a mess with smoke and dust everywhere and debris flying everywhere.

The Nether Knight was struck hard by this attack and his body suddenly retreated several steps as if he was hit by an invisible force.

However, in stark contrast to the Phantom Knight, Vulkan stood firmly in place, without even the slightest sway.

Just as the Phantom Knight was about to stabilize his body, Primarch Vulkan seized this fleeting opportunity and threw an uppercut without hesitation.

This punch contained all his strength. The fist wrapped in the power glove was like lightning, hitting the Nether Knight's chin with a thunderous force.

With a crisp "crack" sound, the Phantom Knight's jaw shattered, and his helmet was dented and severely deformed by the powerful impact.

Suffering such a severe blow, the Nether Knight staggered backwards involuntarily, having obviously lost his balance.

However, Vulkan did not give the Ghost Knight any chance to breathe.

He held the war hammer in his hand, standing there like a mountain, emitting a terrifying aura.

He just swung his arm, and the war hammer smashed towards the Nether Knight with tremendous force.

Faced with this unstoppable attack, the Nether Knight barely raised his halberd to block it, but the power gap between the two was too great.

There was another crisp "crack" sound, and the soul stone weapon broke under the fierce blow of the hammer, and the fragments of the halberd flew everywhere.

The remaining force of the hammer did not weaken because of this. It was like a falling meteor, hitting the chest of the Hades Knight at an astonishing speed.

The power of this attack was extremely terrifying. The finely crafted Eldar armor was like fragile glass in the face of this huge force and shattered instantly.

The body inside the armor could not withstand such a huge impact force and was carbonized in an instant, as if it had been burned by flames.

Then, Vulkan mercilessly stepped on the still twitching remains of the Nether Knight, raising the hammer high in his hand, ready to give it the final blow.

"In the name of the Emperor!"

Vulkan roared, his voice echoing in the ruins like thunder.

As his words fell, the war hammer fell heavily on the wreckage of the Nether Knight like a meteorite.

The power of this attack was earth-shattering. With the landing point as the center, spider-web-like cracks quickly spread out in all directions, extending for hundreds of meters.

The entire ruins of the church could no longer hold up under this huge shock and collapsed.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the original ruins of the church had disappeared, replaced by a mess of ruins and a huge crater.

In the center of the crater, Vulkan stood like a god of war. Under his feet were the metal remnants of the Nether Knights, as if telling the story of this thrilling battle.

As Vulkan was ending the battle, millions of light years away, Leman Russ was leading a fleet in pursuit of the Bone Crusher.

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

The cold starlight sprinkled on the bridge of the Frostfang. Leman Russ stood in front of the huge observation window, stroking the blade of the Frostfang battle axe with his rough fingers.

Outside the window, the wreckage of countless Orc warships floated in the void, with lightning and flames still emitting from their armor plates.

"That green bastard is on the loose again."

Russ's voice was as deep as thunder, filled with suppressed anger. He turned and walked towards the tactical holographic table, his blue eyes burning with a wild light in the dim bridge.

The wolfskin cape swayed with his steps, emitting a strong smell of blood, which was the blood of the orcs left in the boarding battle three hours ago.

On the holographic projection, the Bonebreakers' flagship, the Big Boom, was dragging its damaged engine and fleeing crookedly towards a densely populated star field.

"Follow its route," Russ ordered, his fangs looming as he spoke. "We must not let it slip away again this time."

The tech-priest's fingers danced over the console, mechanical tentacles engaging the data ports.

After a moment, the star map unfolded, showing the direction in which the Bone Crusher escaped. It was a star system numbered G-489, consisting of seven planets and a yellow star.

"Sir, that galaxy..." Wolf Guard Commander Bjorn frowned, "Our detectors show abnormal gravity readings there."

Russ grinned, revealing his sharp canine teeth. "Isn't that just what I want? The greenskins thought they could escape the wolf's nose by hiding in a maze?"

He slammed the holographic table hard, causing the image to shake. "Chase at full speed! Tell the wolves to prepare for close combat!"

At the same time, on the shabby bridge of the orc flagship "Big Boom", Bonebreaker was staring at the pursuers behind him, with a cunning light flashing in his yellow eyes.

"Hey, the big dog is following us as expected."

It poked the observation screen with its rough fingers, and its green mouth stretched from ear to ear.

The painful memory of being chopped in half by Leman Russ's axe last time was still deeply engraved in its mind.

But this time it was different. This time it spent three full months designing a perfect trap using its brain that had been transformed by orc technology.

"Are you all ready?" Bonebreaker turned and shouted.

The mechanic boys on the bridge nodded frantically, their mechanical arms still stained with fresh oil.

One of the particularly large technicians held up a remote control device that flashed a red light: "Everything is done as the boss said! The entire galaxy is our playground!"

Bonecrusher patted the mechanic's head in satisfaction and accidentally knocked off an ear, then walked towards his throne.

It was an ugly throne cobbled together from the wreckage of human chariots, Titan armor plates, and countless teeth, with the armrests embedded with emblems snatched from the Space Wolves in the last battle.

"I'm going to give the big dog a big surprise this time." It muttered to itself, its yellow teeth glistening in the dim light.

When the Frostfang led the Space Wolves fleet into the G-489 system, Russ immediately noticed something was wrong.

Thousands of space debris are floating in the orbit of the third planet in the galaxy.

But it was not formed naturally, but was deliberately arranged into a certain formation.

What's even more strange is that green arcs of energy are flashing between the wreckage, like a huge electric grid.

"My lord, this is clearly a trap." Bjorn's hand was already on the power axe, "We should-"

“I know it’s a trap,” Russ interrupted, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. “But remember, Bjorn, the most dangerous traps are often baited with the fattiest meat.”

He pointed to the hologram of the Ork flagship fleeing to the fourth planet. "The Bone Crusher is right there. I won't give it any chance this time."

At this moment, the bridge suddenly shook violently. Alarms rang throughout the ship, and a technical attendant suddenly shouted: "Gravity is abnormal! Something is pulling us!"

Outside the observation window, the seemingly disordered debris suddenly began to move, and green energy connected them together to form a huge spherical encirclement.

What was even more terrifying was that Russ saw at least a thousand Orc warships appearing from the back of the planet, their bows all pointed at the Wild Wolf Fleet.

“Haha! I fell into your trap!”

Bone Crusher's face suddenly appeared on all communication channels, the big green face filling every screen.

"I've learned my lesson this time!" It shook its head proudly, its metal jaws clacking, "I know you wolf cubs like to chase the smell of blood, so I specially prepared this -"

The screen switched, showing a panoramic view of the galaxy.

Huge orbital cannons were extended from the seven planets in the entire star system, and the muzzles of all the guns flashed dangerous green light.

"Welcome to our playground!" The orc warlord's laughter made the speakers buzz. "See how you can chop me this time!"

The Space Wolves' fleet immediately prepared for defense.

The first salvos came from the two nearest planets.

Those giant railguns fired not ordinary shells, but globs of sticky green energy.

When it hit the frigate "Winter Howl", the energy ball immediately spread into a giant net, wrapping up the entire warship.

What's even more terrifying is that this energy net is devouring the metal of the ship and growing like a living thing.

"All ships evade!" Russ roared, "Concentrate fire to open a gap!"

The Frostfang's macro cannon began to roar, and the array of light spears shot out blazing beams of light.

But the destroyed wreckage was immediately replaced by new ones, and the entire encirclement was repairing itself.

Russ stared at the hologram, his brain working rapidly. Suddenly, he noticed a detail, that is, all the energy networks originated from a giant structure on the third planet.

"Bjorn, prepare my landing craft," the Primarch said suddenly, his voice eerily calm. "I will personally turn off the lights in this amusement park."

The Wolf Guard leader wanted to dissuade him, but after seeing the determination in the Primarch's eyes, he just nodded heavily: "For Russ and the All-Father!"

Following Leman Russ's order, the wolves began to board the ship.

As the landing capsule broke through the atmosphere, Russ saw the horrific scale of the orc engineering through the observation window.

The entire surface of the third planet was transformed into a huge power station, with tens of thousands of young technicians busy among pipes and coils.

In the center, a tall tower made of scrap iron and skulls rises into the sky, and the top continuously emits green energy beams into space.

"boom!"

The landing capsule crashed directly next to the base of the tower. The moment the hatch exploded, Russ rushed out with an axe in hand.

The two orc bosses who came rushing over after hearing the noise were cut in half by the Frostfang Battle Axe before they could react.

Green blood splattered on the primarch's wolfskin cloak and was immediately evaporated by the automatic cleaning field.

“Bone Crusher!” Russ’ voice echoed throughout the area through the power armor’s loudspeakers. “Come out and face me!”

What answered him was a loud noise that shook the earth. The iron door on the side of the tower collapsed, and a huge monster walked out with heavy steps.

It was a fifteen-meter-tall orc mecha with a huge metal face welded on its torso, which looked exactly like the Bone Crusher.

The right arm of the mecha is a cannon of exaggerated caliber, and the left arm is a giant power claw with a chainsaw.

"Hey, big dog, do you like my new toy?"

Bone Crusher's voice came from inside the mech, humming with pride.

The mech's chest popped open, revealing the real Bone Crusher sitting in the controls inside, its head plugged with cables and electrodes.

"I won't have to fight you this time!" It laughed and pressed the joystick, "Try this!"

The moment the mecha's cannon opened fire, Russ had already rolled sideways. The shell flew past his shoulder and blasted a huge crater with a diameter of 100 meters behind him.

The shockwave blew the Primarch away, but he had adjusted his position when he landed, with his battle axe across his chest.

"Do you think you can survive by hiding in an iron shell?" Ruth sneered, "Let me teach you what hunting is."

He mobilized all the muscles in his body and his speed instantly increased ten times.

As the mecha turned clumsily, the Primarch had already circled to the side and struck the mech's knee hard with his Frostfang Axe.

Sparks flew, and the mech dropped to one knee, but immediately swept with its power claws.

Russ ducked his head to avoid it, raised the axe blade, and cut off three fingers of the mecha.

Green hydraulic fluid gushed out like blood, but the mecha seemed unaffected and instead took the opportunity to press the muzzle of its gun against the Primarch's chest.

"boom!"

The close-range shooting sent Rus flying hundreds of meters, crashing through three metal walls before coming to a stop.

A terrible dent appeared on the chest of the power armor, but the Primarch simply shook his head and stood up, the rage in his eyes even stronger.

“That’s all you can do?” He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, “Not even enough to tickle me!”

The Bone Crusher seemed to be enraged. The mecha suddenly activated the thrusters behind it and pounced towards Russ.

The Primarch did not dodge or evade, but turned sideways at the last moment, and chopped the battle axe into the waist joint of the mecha with all its force.

With the screaming sound of metal tearing, the upper and lower parts of the mecha separated and fell heavily to the ground.

Bone Crusher slapped the console in panic, trying to get the mech back on its feet.

Russ stepped closer, his battle axe dragging on the ground, leaving a trail of sparks.

"Game over, greenskin."

He leaped high and swung his Frostfang Axe down with the force of thunder.

"Crack!"

The steel was torn apart, and just as the axe blade was about to approach Bonebreaker, Bonebreaker suddenly fell back and avoided the fatal blow.

"Ahahahaha! I can't believe it! This is my retreat route!"