Chapter 236: Wheel of Fire Final Battle: The Ork Warlord's Stompa (Please Subscribe)

Ork Warlord Soriano's personal Stompa—Wheel of Fire, is painted with a base of golden yellow and black, the preference of the Bad Moon Boyz.

At the top of the Warlord banner behind him hangs a grinning moon on a background of flames as a totem, strung with three of his newly acquired trophies, the heads of three Order Shadow.

His black-based, yellow-flamed Ork mega-armor and weapons are painted with various garish patterns, including Bad Moons, black giant hands...

Wheel of Fire also carries more glittering ornaments than other Orks.

Wheel of Fire stands five meters tall, and with the towering Warlord banner behind it, it exceeds ten meters.

Because of this, James firmly locked onto the Ork Warlord's position.

He led his honor guard members, charging toward the fluttering banner.

The roaring Death Dreadnought raised its iron foot high, kicked over an Order Shadow, and stepped on the Order Shadow's body in its preferred trampling manner.

Two hook-like claws pierced through the power armor.

The honor guard members sensed the death of their battle-brother, but they had no time for grief, nor time to charge at the Death Dreadnought.

They raised their bolters and fired a volley of bolts at the Death Dreadnought.

The barrage fired by the honor guard members hit the Death Dreadnought precisely.

The iron can was struck until its limbs scattered, stumbling backward, and was subsequently hammered to pieces by an enraged Dreadnought using a Dongli Quantou.

The honor guard members fell one by one, and they finally closed in on the Ork Warlord.

The honor guard members raised their bolters and launched an attack on Wheel of Fire.

The adamantine warheads slammed into Wheel of Fire's hull, only to be deflected immediately.

Soriano twisted his body, cast his gaze toward them, and let out a savage roar.

"Waaagh!"

Among the surrounding Death Dreadnoughts, the frenzied Orks simultaneously felt a green mist rising in their minds.

They roared in unison: "Waaagh!"

The green mist in Soriano's mind grew thicker, and the roars of Gork and Mork echoed in his ears.

He raised his right arm and launched an attack on the black-armored humies with his personal Zhongxing Changcheng Lizi Qiang.

The glowing, ultra-hot energy shot out, precisely hitting an honor guard member to the rear-left of James.

The resulting material reaction produced a boiling sphere of nuclear energy, just like the boiling sun of the Wheel of Fire.

The explosive energy engulfed the honor guard member, the black armor melted rapidly, and the Order Shadow, amidst the incinerating energy flow, angrily fired the last bolt of their life at Wheel of Fire.

Every plasma beam Soriano fired took away an honor guard member.

Unlike the hit-or-miss marksmanship of most Orks, his shooting was exquisite, and every attack could hit the high-speed moving honor guard members.

By the time James charged in front of the Ork Warlord, he had already lost thirteen honor guard members.

James held his shield high in his left hand, blocking the descending mechanical claw.

At the moment of impact, James felt a massive force, and he was knocked back a step.

James was Shocked by the Ork Warlord's immense strength, but he had anticipated this unfavorable situation; the target he had to deal with was an existence standing at the pinnacle of billions of Orks.

Following the 23rd article of the Way of "Osber-Waya", he swung his Thunder Hammer with all his might, delivering a charged strike, smashing toward the only weak point he had captured.

Based on the weapons mounted on Wheel of Fire, James had anticipated that it would expose its flank due to the collision.

Unlike other power weapons that emit a constant energy field, the Thunder Hammer only exerts a devastating blow at the moment of impact.

The Thunder Hammer smashed into the left flank of Wheel of Fire, and the blue Disruption Field exploded with thunderous cracks.

Blue sparks hissed as they punched a hole the size of a man's fist, and Wheel of Fire was rocked by the blow.

Soriano felt heartbroken that his Stompa, Wheel of Fire, which he had spent thirty thousand Bad Moon Boyz teeth to build, had been damaged.

He opened his mouth in anger, revealing eleven tusks, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

The roar drowned out the noisy circular saws of the Death Dreadnoughts and the hissing of the bolts.

"Waaagh!"

The giant mechanical claw slammed heavily onto the shield; with a bang, the shield was shattered.

James's gaze was resolute; in an instant, he entered the state of a Warrior.

His brain remained calm, yet he channeled all the anger of the honor guard members into strength.

James mastered the "War Mask" state he had previously been unable to enter, swung the Thunder Hammer with both arms at full power, and smashed it heavily into the bloated abdomen of Wheel of Fire.

The shining Disruption Field hissed as it smashed through the black-based, yellow-flamed Stompa, and the crackling energy field tore apart a section of Soriano's abdomen.

Soriano could no longer remember the last time he had been injured; he was both shocked and furious, and he hammered down with his mechanical claw at full strength.

The mechanical claw tore through the Mark I Thunder-pattern power armor, cleaving James in two.

Soriano raised his arm and launched an attack on the other black-armored humies.

He felt the burning pain in his abdomen and the emptiness of the lost armor.

This made the Ork Warlord very uncomfortable; he used his mechanical claw to scoop up a piece of the largest black armor fragment from the ground and covered his abdomen with it.

Soriano still felt the wind drilling through the gaps.

【Not big enough!】

Soriano cast his gaze toward the humies' big ones, and he stepped forward, charging toward the nearest Dreadnought.

The veteran buried in the metal tomb witnessed the death of his battle-brother fighting side-by-side, and rage filled his broken body.

The Dreadnought turned, the Storm Bolter rotated at high speed, and hissing bolts struck the black-based, yellow-flamed Ork mega-armor.

A dozen bolts hissed as they struck Soriano's exposed abdomen, and an adamantine warhead burrowed in through the wound torn by the Thunder Hammer.

The explosion destroyed a large chunk of green flesh; this damage was enough to kill an ordinary Ork boy.

But it could not kill a powerful Ork Warlord, and Soriano let out a roar.

Wheel of Fire charged in front of the Dreadnought, the mechanical claw tore off the Dreadnought's arm, and the roaring iron chain-fist fell to the ground, crackling and sawing a crack into the floor by inertia.

Wheel of Fire's mechanical claw tore open the Dreadnought, completely killing the veteran.

After tearing and hammering a few times with his mechanical claw, he managed to knead a steel plate into shape.

Soriano frowned, using his mechanical claw to grab the steel plate and cover his exposed abdomen.

He hammered it twice more, barely managing to piece together a complete Stompa.

Although the abdomen was still black, it lacked the decorations Soriano loved, making it look tattered and dilapidated.

The furious Ork Warlord let out an angry roar.

"Waaagh!"

The Orcs among the Death Dreadnoughts had eyes filled with thick green mist, and they launched a frenzied attack on the surrounding black-armored humies.

The Order Shadows of the Second Legion were enraged by the death of their lord and their heavy losses.

They strictly adhered to the Legion culture reshaped by their Gene-Father and did not lose control due to anger and grief, but they were inevitably scattered by their losses.

Just then, a resonant singing voice rang out.

The singing of the Singer Weiershier reached the ears of every Warrior, and the Order Shadows of the Second Chapter immediately found their direction.

Weiershier led the Fourth Company to advance toward the Ork Warlord.

The Death Dreadnoughts blocked their path forward, engaging in fierce combat with the Fourth Company.

Soriano was also not as reckless as before; today, he had lost more than ten thousand teef in wealth.

Although the Second Chapter gathered around the Singer as their core, they were still unable to achieve a breakthrough in a short time.

Just as the battle reached a stalemate, a bolt of black lightning charged swiftly into the battlefield.

Ninglu charged into the Death Dreadnoughts, followed by Heilang Fulai Di and the ginger-furred Strong Brain Cat John.

(End of this chapter)