Chapter 473

As for the names of these two deities, Luode can't even complain anymore! You guys are just messing around!

In the dark, Luode can sense these two deities with his orc body now; their strength is roughly equal to his current true form, and even if he uses his mini-universe power, these two deities are still no match for him.

These two deities are not gods that evolved from the ancient orc race; they were born in the warp as gods belonging to the orc race.

In the warp, aside from the four most powerful deities, some strong races also give birth to their own gods.

These two gods of the orc race are born from the orcs' endless passion for war.

Their obsession with WAAAGH gave rise to these warp spirits; these two orc deities, due to the orcs' special nature, remain very powerful in the warp.

Moreover, as gods of the orc race, their personalities are basically identical to orcs': one is sly and ferocious, the other ferocious and cunning.

Besides that, there are also gods of other races in the warp, such as the life goddess born of the Eldar, and the human Emperor—indeed, in Luode's perception.

The Emperor should already be on the verge of becoming a god; he himself is an immortal, the most powerful psyche, and after taking the Golden Throne he also accepted all of humanity, with hundreds of billions of humans constantly praying to him.

Every day, 1,000 psykers sacrifice their entire psychic energy to him, already boosting the Emperor's mental and soul power to an unimaginable degree.

One could even say he is only weaker than the four great powers of the warp.

Although his fleshly body had begun to decay, even resembling a desiccated corpse, appearing on the verge of collapse, his spirit, his state in the warp, had already become powerful to an unimaginable degree.

Even if he wished, he could instantly become a god, but he still cannot let go of his human identity, because after becoming a god.

Many things he could no longer do, even losing his guidance, and humanity's star torch would be extinguished.

By then all of humanity would fall into chaos, and the Emperor himself would not be in a good state; his personality had split into over a hundred fragments, some benevolent, some malevolent.

Luode shook his head, what the human Emperor does is none of his business! Now he should, according to the feeling of this genetic body, go find some fun! After ruling this planet, Luode gained a more exalted title, Orc Overlord! (Who knows what this translation is, damn it! Terms like 'war super commander', 'war super boss', 'war big boss' could all describe it, but domestically it was translated as 'Overlord'.) "Great Overlord, according to orc tradition, we should launch an even greater WAAAGH!" an orc warlord said.

Before the planet was unified, all orc tribes would wage war against each other, engaging in blood‑to‑the‑extreme slaughter.

Then, at the fastest speed, they would determine the strongest orc chieftain; the orc race is a warrior nation, basically the kind that gets stronger the more they fight.

War never causes them internal drain; instead it makes them stronger, producing ever stronger orc hordes, and also lets their technological level grow at an explosive rate.

The orc body that Luode controlled took just one month to rule this planet.

In that whole month, the greenskin orcs' technological level leaped several steps, even reaching the point of being able to build spacecraft; this upgrade speed made Luode break a sweat.

The orc race truly is the ultimate weapon forged by the ancient sages; the ancient sages have etched the designs of star‑faring ships and commonly used cosmic weapons into their DNA.

Combined with their historically strong selves and the WAAAGH stance super‑ability, the orc race's war potential is downright perverse to the extreme.

"WAAAGH! WAAAGH!"

"Fight! Fight! Overlord! Overlord, great WAAAGH!" Under the leadership of a bunch of orc warlords, huge crowds of orc boys also began to chant.

"Cut the crap, start remodeling the planet right now, summon all orcs on the planet to begin work." Luode said.

Originally, according to orc tradition, after unifying the whole planet, as the strongest warlord of this region.

Luode should follow the ingrained tradition in the orcs' genes, ordering all the great techies, all techies, and even the lesser technical lackeys.

And together with all the greenskin orcs, they would begin to establish the orcs' ultimate war weapon, the battle moon.

Then lead all the orcs on the planet in a collective expedition to invade other races' planets.

As for which race is being invaded, the orcs don't care; as long as they can fight, as long as they can launch a WAAAGH!, that's enough.

However, Luode does not intend to make a battle moon, abandon this planet, and directly launch an expedition.

There's no way around it—his true body still exists on this planet; while his true body absorbs absolute divine power, he must protect its safety, so even if he wants to launch an orc‑style expedition.

Luode also needs to make thorough preparations, so the best way is to remodel the entire planet, turn it into a super war fortress, and launch a grand‑scale expedition.

"But warlord, if we want to launch a larger‑scale WAAAGH!

"we should build a battle moon; remodeling the planet just feels off." an orc warlord standing beside Luode said.

Although his current body has become smaller, its strength has not weakened; after Luode shrank his stature, several orc war bosses immediately went up to challenge him, becoming the region's Overlords.

As a result, Luode didn't even bother to sit in a chair; he waved his hand and dealt with them, so now this bunch of orc warlords also realized the reality—Luode is their Overlord.

"I know, but a battle moon can't carry too many orc boys to wage war! Launch a great WAAAGH!

"so I decided to create an even larger war fortress; I will transform the whole planet and the satellites in the sky into battle moons, or what could be called battle planets.

"Then I will use them to lead you in launching a supremely great expedition, letting all races in the universe witness the orcs' power." Luode spread his arms and told his plan to all the orcs.

"But Overlord, if we build a battle planet, the consumption is something we can't afford! All the scrap‑iron structures left behind on the planet have already been torn down by us; at most we could build a small battle moon, and remaking the whole planet is impossible." an orc master technician said.

The orc clans of the Hammer Universe are not a bunch of brutes; on the contrary, they are very clever and extraordinarily cunning; these technicians who handle internal division of labor for technological reform, after birth, will master various kinds of cosmic scientific knowledge.

They can, with bare hands, produce weapons and vehicles ranging from cold arms and hot weapons used by ordinary planet‑level individuals, to continental‑war grade, even interstellar‑grade arms and various vehicles.

Although the orcs' ability is extremely bug‑like, if there are no materials, it's utterly insufficient to remodel a planet, and remodeling a planet consumes dozens of times more materials, supplies, and manpower than building a battle moon.

"I was born a warlord; now I am the planet's war Overlord, I have received the gods' choice, I am the heaven‑chosen one, so rest assured—steel and such will be available." Luode said.

Having already reached a god‑level existence, Luode can also easily enter outer space.

Within the star system, he selects some suitable asteroids and then directly refines them into raw iron.

Then, using his special ability, the Momo Fruit awakening, he enlarges that iron and makes it permanently exist.

So Luode lacks no steel or such, while the orc race lacks nothing more than labor; in the orc fields on the planet, new orc boys are constantly being produced every moment, capable of serving as workers.

Soon Luode entered outer space, then picked a bunch of asteroids, and afterward used the power of the mini‑universe to melt their outer shells.

Then refined them into steel and brought them back to the planet he currently resides on.

In just a few short days, Luode piled huge amounts of iron all over the planet; this sight once again made the planet's orcs admire Luode even more, loudly shouting his name: "I possess great divine power; we will drive a planet to launch an expedition, I will join in the remodeling, now go do your work." Luode said.

"War Overlord, battle planet, battle planet, great WAAAGH!"

Under Luode's command, a large group of orc technical personnel, master technicians! immediately began to gather materials locally; the former human settlements of steel‑nest cities, all kinds of defensive steel gear, all became ready‑made materials.

Together with the materials Luode brought, they were used for planetary‑scale remodeling; beneath the orcs' strange WAAAGH force field, a remodeling of the entire planet is proceeding in full swing.

Luode used his mini‑universe plus divine power to have the planet produce thousands of massive steel pillars; the material used for these pillars is entirely white‑dwarf metal and titan metal, possessing extremely strong seismic resistance.

Then Luode ordered the orc technicians to construct, on the exterior, something similar to a Dyson sphere, wrapping the entire planet.

The planet's land serves as the living area for ordinary orcs, while the Dyson sphere above functions as the orcs' war fortress.

"What? You say that remodeling such a planet means you want to pull a wandering Earth, what energy would you use to drive it? The answer is that this planet does not need much power."

When a group of orcs gather together, the force field they emit can make a battle moon capable of sailing in the universe, and even sail in subspace in a strange way, completing a space jump.

So, as long as there are enough orc lads on this planet, they themselves are the planet's forward drive.

Moreover, now the entire planet's surface has become the orcs' supply ground, so the orcs on this planet together can provide a power source for the whole planet, allowing the whole planet to break free from its star and fly into the universe.

Even Luode, in order to let the orc population survive better in the universe, also used his own divine power microcosm to bestow a powerful divine blessing upon the planet.

A planet blessed by the gods will possess an unimaginable degree of strength, just like the Earth in the Saint Seiya world, where even star‑destroying experts fighting on the Earth cannot destroy the planet.

Luode's personal divine power cannot bless the planet to the extent of becoming a super planet so tough that even if the universe is smashed, the planet remains unharmed.

However, under the blessing of Luode's divine power microcosm, the planet's power far exceeds that of other planets; basically, even if it collides head‑on with a steel planet, it will suffer no harm.

Moreover, Luode also used Titan clan technology to build four solar furnaces on the entire planet, absorbing surrounding stellar energy to provide endless photosynthesis for the orc race.

Normally, these orc Tech Overlords are given some power for production and research, enabling the orcs to manufacture weapons.

Besides that, the orcs on the planet are also given sunlight so they can perform photosynthesis.

In theory, when the orc race sails through the universe, they do not even need to eat; they only need to perform photosynthesis, and the vacuum environment of space is easily adaptable for them.

Now Luode has transformed the planet's environment and also created a powerful force field on it.

This powerful force field can protect the planet, allowing new orcs to be continuously cultivated on its land, achieving an unimaginable scale of soldiers.

Over a full three months, all the orcs on the planet have been mobilized, with a steady stream of orcs joining Luode's transformation army every day, making the planet equivalent to having two surfaces.

A metal shell and an ordinary ground surface can accommodate the orc populations of two whole planets, and Luode even ordered people to dig open the underground to accommodate even more orc lads.

After the population became sufficient, Luode again used his mighty divine power to pull several nearby satellites over and ordered the orcs to go to those satellites and remodel them into battle moons.

Then, together with a massive war planet, they will launch a campaign, supported by an endless supply of steel materials.

The orcs' Grand Tech Overlords have also created some huge spaceships, which are as large as human battle barges, each several dozen kilometers long; the orcs have named these spaceships Ancient Giant Machines.

Besides that, there are large quantities of orc war weapons, especially the orc clan's war-powered armor.

That's right! Even the orc clan can independently produce powered armor, and there are also some unique war Titan Vajras of the beast race.

These things are actually just a big iron shell floating in the air, fitted with a simple circuit and welded with all sorts of strange weapons.

There is basically no electronic drive equipment; they just slap it together, paint a coat, and call it done.

It can be said that the reason they can function is that the orc race itself is too buggy! They have modified satellites, produced battle moons, mass‑produced spaceships, formed an enormous fleet, and spent several months doing so.

According to this, which can be called scrap‑level spaceships, Luode is very worried whether these things can really be used: 'War Boss! Our battle planet has already been completed; besides that, we have also made four battle moons, and we have an enormous orc fleet; our spaceships are so numerous they are unimaginable.'

'Boss, let's go WAAAGH! Let's look for bugs, look for shrimp, look for those space bone frames.' A great horde of orc war bosses excitedly came before Luode and spoke.

After completing the war‑time transformation of the entire planet, all the orc war bosses have already begun to eagerly launch a super expedition.

'Great!! Then we will pick a direction and just charge straight ahead, fighting whatever we encounter—if we see bugs we fight bugs, if we see shrimp we fight shrimp.'

'If we see thin bamboo we fight the thin bamboo, if we see undead rib frames we fight the rib frames.' Luode said.

'Long live! Long live the Great Demon King! Long live the Great Demon King!'

'WAAAGH! WAAAGH!'

All the orc greenskins happily waved their weapons, letting out excited roars.

WAAAGH! WAAAGH! A tremendously great WAAAGH!

In the orcs' lives, as long as they can WAAAGH, it doesn't matter who the enemy or opponent is! Under Luode's command, the war planet swiftly activated, wrapped in a strange orc force field.

Gradually breaking free from its star's orbit, it carried the vast orc fleet and four battle moons, slowly sailing into deep space.

All the orcs do not know where their destination is, but Luode, relying on his own divine power and the divine microcosm, can clearly chart a course for the entire planet.

Luode locked onto the direction of the Tyranid Swarm and then steered the planet toward that direction.

This time we're just playing with these bugs. The Human Empire has been constantly dealing with the assault of the insect army's third‑tentacle Leviathan.

In the Underworld Gate star system, the descendants of the primogenitor Sheng Jilisi, the star warriors of the Blood Angels Regiment, have been gathered together.

With the support of the Human Empire, an absolute defense line has been established at the Underworld Gate, ready to face the invasion of the insect horde.

Soon the famous Underworld Gate Defense War is about to erupt; at that time, space undead, even the Eldar, and the living saints of the Emperor will all join this battle.

Since we are going to fight, we must pick the most intense battlefield.

The Underworld Gate and the Bar battlefield—this kind of meat‑grinder war is exactly what suits these green‑skin lads under my command. (End of chapter)

The Terran Zerg and humans never expected that a terrifying warlike race was on its way. (End of chapter)