Chapter 486: Whether you accept it or not, I will rule you

After Luode finished speaking, he looked at Dan Ding with a smug, schadenfreude grin.

Dan Ding felt a bit confused; the ork in front of him had saved him—why would he do that? What exactly, exactly happened?

After that earth‑shattering explosion, what's the situation in the Underworld New System? Really, he, he just said that the descendants of Saint Gilles were left with only himself—this, this is impossible, absolutely impossible! "You're talking nonsense, ork! Don't try to deceive me; the descendants of Saint Gilles will never be wiped out; we, we still have." The Holy Blood Angel Battle Group Leader strained to support his body, gritted his teeth, and looked at Luode as he spoke.

"Why are you being so hostile toward me? The ones you should be looking for are those space undead; know that it was I, without holding a grudge, who rescued you to avoid your death. The one secretly scheming to blow up the gas giant is the space undead, not me." Luode spoke.

Hearing that, he blanked out for a moment; it really seemed true—his mind was now foggy.

But he also remembered some things: he had reached an agreement with the space undead; the original plan was to detonate a gas giant within the star system, then blow up the outskirts of the Underworld Star System to halt the Tyranid advance.

But unfortunately, that violent explosion did not go as he wished.

Before they had even cleared the safe distance, the space undead eagerly detonated the gas giant.

Moreover, they shamelessly increased the explosion of a single gas giant to supernova level.

Although I don't know what technology those space undead used, my observers wouldn't lie; they indeed detected a terrifyingly immense supernova burst energy.

At this point, Holy Blood Angel Battle Group Leader Dan Ding still didn't know that the space undead had also been wiped out by Luode, and this time Luode had taken care of two overlord‑level space undead.

Even the supernova burst event was caused by Luode, not by any trick those space undead employed.

However, Luode was quite happy to spread this news—after all, having someone else take the blame, why not? You should know that in the space undead dynasties, the Morphilet Dynasty was originally the most skilled at harnessing stellar energy.

This blame stuck on their heads—not just ordinary humans, but even within the space undead internals, they would think this was the Morphilet Dynasty's own doing.

"I, I'm sorry, Lord Luode, those space undead somehow showed up and then used underhanded means to attack us." The Holy Blood Angel Battle Group Leader took a deep breath and spoke.

"Hahaha! Sorry, Battle Group Leader Dan Ding, please let me laugh a moment—your joke is truly hilarious, I really can't hold back." Luode covered his belly and burst out laughing.

Having come this far, this battle group leader actually still planned to play some petty tricks with me, even intending to conceal his alliance with the space undead and dump all the blame onto them.

Seeing this, Dan Ding's face grew somewhat gloomy; at this point he had a vague guess of what was going on, he clenched his teeth and asked.

"Lord Luode! I'd like to inquire—what's the status of my fleet now? And my subordinates? Our Holy Blood Angel Battle Group, and those Saint Gilles descendant bloodline battle groups?"

"How could it be otherwise? They naturally turned to cosmic dust in an instant; now there's probably not even any debris left." Luode made an explosive gesture with his hand and spoke.

"I, Luode the Great Demon King, you, you only saved me alone?" Dan Ding's face darkened to the extreme as he asked.

The Imperial Navy was completely wiped out, the Sisters of Battle were completely wiped out; most importantly, the Holy Blood Angel Battle Group, the Space Marines were also completely wiped out—this loss he couldn't bear! This was the greatest‑scale defeat the Holy Blood Angel Battle Group had suffered since its founding.

"Those damned space undead just appeared out of nowhere and detonated a gas giant; Luode the Great Demon King, why not take your fleet and head with me to the Ba'er New System? We could hold off the space undead there, or a Hive Fleet invasion." Dan Ding spoke.

By this point, Dan Ding still wanted to persuade Luode and his ork army to go to the Ba'er Star System, but not as an invitation to visit—rather, to use those orks as cannon fodder.

We must quickly return to the Ba'er Star System and, using some stored gene seeds, create a batch of Holy Blood Angel Space Marines.

The Ba'er Star System's defenses are now unprecedentedly weak, with only some local garrison forces; he must rely on the orks' strength.

This time we'll likely have to face an invasion by the space undead race—this bunch of space undead really are nothing good.

"Actually, you're overestimating the space undead's technology; I seem to recall telling you that I'm even more formidable than the Emperor, so I understand every word of your talks with the space undead—I've heard it all crystal clear; there's no need to put on an act in front of me."

"I also know exactly what scheme you're hatching now; let me tell you frankly—those Star Legion units you abandoned."

"And most of the civilians in the Underworld Star System I've protected as well, aside from the troops you yourself took away." Luode spoke with a half‑smile.

The number of Star Legion units abandoned by Dan Ding alone amounts to a staggering 20 million, and in the core industrial planets of the Underworld Star System's manufacturing world, there remain considerable numbers of civilians who were not evacuated.

These Imperial civilians living in the underhive layers are, in the eyes of some upper‑class people, even worse than livestock.

Therefore Luode stepped in and preserved everyone.

As soon as those words were out, Dan Ding's face changed instantly, even flushing red—just like after stealing something and trying to blame others, only to be caught red‑handed by the original owner, who even watched your little performance.

"You, you kill me then!" Dan Ding opened his mouth, struggled for half a day, and could only get out that one sentence.

Although he's lived over 1600 years, this battle group leader still has some face; normally he can make use of these aliens, but having his plan spotted on the spot by the enemy is rather embarrassing.

"Actually, if you were sincerely cooperating with me, in the end I would also betray you, then lead my boys to give you an epic‑scale WAAAGH!!"

Isn't that right? As soon as this war ends, as soon as the Tyranid army is defeated one second, the next second my ork lads and the ork warboss won't need any orders—they'll immediately swing their guns to shoot at those shrimps.

"That's why I allied with the space undead; I had thought they'd be willing to cooperate with us, being at least a highly intelligent species, but I didn't expect I'd underestimated the enemy." Dan Ding took a deep breath and spoke.

But frankly, you're pretty dense—you could believe those space undead's words and think you're on guard against me, yet you have no precautions against those space undead at all?

You think that by abandoning the entire Underworld Star System, those space undead will let you off? You ought to know one thing: how you humans operate in the galaxy.

"You've enacted a dark forest law: any alien civilization discovered by the Empire basically faces annihilation, being utterly exterminated, unless the human empire can't beat them." Luode spoke.

In the Warhammer world, the human empire is the true faithful executor of the cosmic dark law; the empire possesses a million worlds and a million habitable planets.

And on those planets, a large portion have given rise to civilizations native to the planet, and alien species native to the planet.

Yet in the galaxy as a whole, only a few peoples have escaped human extermination; even some human‑derived sub‑humans and mutants fare no better than the alien races.

"I have nothing to say, but this is the rule set by the Emperor, to give us humans living space, for all of humanity." Dan Ding spoke.

"So sometimes, General, you need to study your opponent well, set aside your arrogance, set aside your prejudice, set aside the particular viewpoint you've always held."

"You didn't expect the space undead to suddenly betray you, nor did you expect I could protect everyone; frankly, I could have saved you and your fleet, but I didn't—you know why." Luode spoke.

"I have nothing to say, but if your ork kind wants to wage war, then space undead make the best opponents." Dan Ding gritted his back teeth and spoke.

No matter what, I must divert the flames of war—this has nothing to do with being base or noble; I'm doing it to protect the Saint Gilles descendants, to protect the Saint Gilles bloodline. Pa! Pa! Pa! "Oh, and there's one more thing I forgot to tell you: for some unknown reason, those space undead have been playing a bit too big."

"So they blew themselves up as well; theoretically, the space undead in the Underworld Star System are dead to the point of leaving no debris." Luode spoke.

The space undead are very cautious and rigorous, but my god‑like little universe got a boost, changing things—a supernova burst, and even their tomb worlds can't withstand it.

Those space undead could flee, but Luode had already snatched up the core star‑god fragments of their tomb worlds before they escaped.

Now this ork body, plus Luode's soul energy, have received an extremely powerful boost; even Luode's avatar now has overall combat strength far surpassing that of Hades from the Saint Seiya world.

"I, I, Luode the Great Demon King, you saying all this—have you also taken care of the Tyranids?" The Holy Blood Angel Battle Group Leader Dan Ding opened his mouth, somewhat resigned, and spoke.

If the orks lose their opponent, they'll go crazy searching the universe for something to fight; and behind them in the Ba'er Star System, there's still a small contingent of human troops.

But these folks are merely planetary garrisons—indeed, their quality doesn't even match that of the Star Legion.

"The Tyranids haven't been completely wiped out; this is merely a primary tendril of the Leviathan Fleet, which I blasted, but more tendrils will still come." Luode spoke.

Hearing that, the Holy Blood Angel Battle Group Leader relaxed a bit; good, those damn worm kids will still come—so long as they show up, these orks will surely go up and fight them.

He was very familiar with this kind of green-skinned orc; this kind of green-skinned orc liked war, liked fighting strong opponents, liked WAAAGH!

But how should I talk about the alliance now? "Lord Demon King Luode, you, you can return those human armies you saved to me? I will lead them back to the Baral New System."

"Why should I give this human army to you?" Luode asked, somewhat surprised.

"The human army will not obey you, although you saved their lives, but their loyalty to the Emperor will make them follow my orders, even if I once abandoned them." Dan Ding said.

"You couldn't be hoping that those political commissars could persuade those Star Realm Army soldiers to listen to you, this commander who betrayed them, could you?"

What a joke? That bunch of Battle Sisters, and Political Commissar Luode didn't care about their life or death, but left them on the original planet to die.

Those people trained by the Imperial State Religion and the Loyalty Academy are all crazy to the extreme, each one being the Empire's most loyal servants.

That's why Luode wouldn't save such people! "Then how do you plan to deal with those Star Realm Army soldiers? Make them slaves, then provide them for your Ork youngster to entertain?" Dan Ding asked.

Having fought the Greenskins for many years, Dan Ding naturally knew that the Greenskins would capture some other races as slaves.

Or have them participate in work, or when idle and bored, pull them out to fight.

In the Orks' view, pulling them out to fight is a kind of reward; if they get beaten to death, they should die laughing. (Poor big heads, really not treated as people.) "No no no! I don't intend to make these humans slaves; I plan to be their king, rule over an Ork population—how is that enough?"

I also want to rule over humans; think about it, the Ork species charges forward on the front lines fighting, while the human species provides the Orks with various logistical support, even producing weapons as auxiliary troops.

So when these two species combine, what tremendous power they would unleash—even if the Tyranid Swarm came, they would have no place to bury their dead." Luode said.

"You, you're crazy, this, this is impossible, humans could never accept your leadership, could never accept the leadership of an Ork." His calm face changed drastically, looking at Luode with a fierce expression, he said.

You damn bastard, he actually wants to rule over the entire human species! What nonsense? Although the Human Empire's forces in the Baral Star System and the Underworld Star System have suffered heavy losses, to the immensely vast Human Empire, this is merely a drop in the bucket!

As long as the Empire can recover, survive the 13th Black Crusade of Dark Warmaster Abaddon, and pacify all the major and minor conflicts in the Galaxy, you Ork species won't even dream of winning this war.

"Hahaha! So you say my vision is too short—how do you know? I can't rule over the humans here? The humans of the Underworld Star System belong to me, and ruling over the humans of the Baral Star System will also belong to me."

Soon, all humans in the dark side of the Empire will accept my rule; shortly after, this number will expand to the entire Galaxy, even the entire Universe." Luode said.

This time, the main body must completely absorb the power of the Absolute God, which will likely take centuries to calculate, so Luode has plenty of time to play a war simulation game.

After the main body awakens, relying on the Absolute God's multiversal-level power, it can easily deal with the Four Small Vendors, then make the entire Human Empire submit.

That old cured meat sitting on the golden toilet, even if he is unwilling, he must still be willing.

"You're crazy! Our human species will absolutely not accept your Greenskin Ork rule," Dan Ding said with a determined expression.

But obviously he lacks confidence, because among humans there have indeed appeared many traitors, defectors, as well as not a few who have pledged allegiance to Chaos and to the Tau Empire.

But the entire human species is absolutely impossible to be ruled by an alien species; Orks absolutely cannot rule over humans.

"Hahaha! What if all humans forgot the Emperor, forgot the Empire, even if the Empire never existed, and the history of the Galactic Empire didn't exist?" Luode said.

As long as he wants, he has a hundred ways to achieve it; even if it's just a clone's soul, there are still many things he can do, and Luode can use his own power.

Easily brainwash all humans on an entire planet, completely altering their memories, just like Otsutsuki Kaguya did back then.

Or use the power of the Small Universe to brainwash all humans on an entire planet, completely altering their memories, even without needing to resort to these special means.

It only takes a few hundred years for humans on a planet to naturally reproduce, and time will fade everything; time can make people forget everything.

Luode paid no heed to the Regiment Commander's frantic raving behind him, and directly imprisoned that Regiment Commander.

Next, I will go reap another spoil; the Baral Star System is also mine, taken bloodlessly.

"Great Demon Lord, I don't understand why you would accept those extremely weak humans who can't withstand a single blow—what use are those humans? Why should we shelter them?" An Ork war boss came before Luode, saying with great dissatisfaction.

"Hmph!"

Luode gave a cold snort, the power of the Small Universe spreading out, an intangible pressure enveloping that Ork war boss, causing him to kneel on the spot.

"First, you need to get one thing straight: I am the Ork Demon Lord, my word is the divine will; you just need to obey, no need to ask extra things."

"I, I understand, Great Demon Lord." The Ork war boss, kneeling on the ground, said tremblingly with fear.

This is the true Beastman Demon King! (End of chapter)