Chapter 270

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

But the Grots prefer to call it the "Throne of Gluttony".

It is a marching pot over ten meters in diameter, forged from several-centimeter-thick Orichalcum, welded onto a heavy Mecha with four thick legs.

Inside the pot, a full pot of Stew Pot bubbled and churned, brown broth rolling, giving off a rich aroma of meat and spices.

A dozen or so nimble-limbed Grots climbed up and down the Mecha, taking turns ladling up Stew Pot with a giant copper spoon.

After letting it cool, they poured it into Lianggenna's eternally gaping maw.

Lianggenna sat right behind the big pot, forever guarding this one pot simmering with the most delicious Stew Pot.

He was a meatball in the truest sense, four meters tall, nearly four meters wide, thick fat stretching the armor on his body taut and bulging.

His glistening, oily great Stomach hung down to his Knees; Yaduoduo estimated he hadn't seen his own Feet in a long time.

Atop his head sat a Viking Horned Helmet stained with grease; beneath the brim were a pair of small, fierce eyes, and a few drops of Stew Pot broth clung to his Chin.

From morning to night, he did nothing but eat.

Yaduoduo stood in the Hall for a full half hour, and Lianggenna's mouth never stopped.

Spoon after spoon of Stew Pot was poured into his mouth; chewing seemed superfluous.

Yet this fat man who appeared to only know how to eat radiated a suffocating Oppression.

It was the tyrant's Breath forged from over a thousand Battles, the Devouring of countless enemies, piled up from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Greater than Chandler who piloted the Gaunt Mecha, more Rampage than the psychic surge of Sisi.

Yaduoduo's legs Trembled uncontrollably, nearly forcing him to his Knees on the ground.

The Fire Shadow Grots behind him fared even worse, each hanging their head, not daring to breathe a single breath.

"Taste true enough!"

Lianggenna finally swallowed a large spoonful of Stew Pot, letting out a belch that shook the Ceiling and made Gray dust fall.

He lifted his head, those small eyes Sweeping over Yaduoduo's group, his voice like muffled thunder Echoing in the Hall:

"Speak, which Clan are you from? What exactly happened with Kal II?"

Yaduoduo's Heart gave a Fierce jump.

Wrong.

Why was the first question about Clan?

Normally, shouldn't he have asked about Kal II's Battle situation first?

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind in an instant.

Could it be the other side knows about the Fire Shadow Clan's matters?

His back instantly soaked in Cold Sweat, Yaduoduo forced himself to appear calm, bowed deeply, his voice carrying just the right amount of Trembling:

"B-Big Boss! We are of the Blood Axe Clan."

"Originally fighting at the edge of the Space Station, we heard news of Big Boss Sisi and Big Boss Chandler clashing."

"Heard Big Boss Sisi suspected Big Boss Chandler wanted to rebel against you, so he built his own power base."

"Result: Big Boss Chandler determined Big Boss Sisi wanted to usurp the throne, so they fought, both sides lost many!"

"In the end, those despicable Shrimp took the chance to ambush Kal II, Big Boss Sisi and Big Boss Chandler are both gone!"

"We escaped with our lives just to bring you the news, Kal II is no more."

Half-truths are easiest to believe.

Aside from concealing his true Identity and the truth of the instigation, the rest was all fact.

Yaduoduo kept his head down, not daring to look into Lianggenna's eyes, Heart pounding like a drum.

"How did Sisi and Chandler die?" After a Pause, Lianggenna asked.

"I, I don't know either......" Yaduoduo answered with a stammer.

Mainly because Lena Dahan's Existence was indeed too absurd; who would believe two such powerful Green Skin War Bosses were killed by an Insect of unknown Origin?

And those events all happened in the Core District, inconsistent with the location he had just given for himself.

So his ignorance was also reasonable.

The Hall fell instantly silent.

All clamor Disappeared, leaving only the sound of Stew Pot bubbling and popping in the big pot.

Lianggenna stopped eating.

Those small eyes narrowed to a slit, Staring dead at Yaduoduo.

Heavy Oppression like a great mountain pinned Yaduoduo down, even breathing became Difficult.

After a full Minute, Lianggenna finally Slowly spoke, voice revealing no joy or anger:

"Understood."

"Someone, take them to eat, find a place to settle them."

"Yes, Big Boss!" A Taste True Grot at the side acknowledged, waving a hand at Yaduoduo.

"Follow me."

Yaduoduo, pardoned as if granted amnesty, hurriedly led his subordinates, fleeing the Hall as if escaping.

Not until he walked out of the Palace and breathed the fresh outside air did his legs go Soft, collapsing onto the ground, panting heavily in great gulps.

Those ten minutes just now were more perilous than all the battles he had experienced in his entire life combined.

Yaduoduo had just left when a shifty-eyed Grot hurriedly climbed onto the Mecha and whispered into Lianggenna's ear:

"Big Boss, these guys definitely have a problem!"

"People of the Blood Axe Clan would never be this kind-hearted, giving out important information without getting something in return."

"And the smell on them is weird, it's not the smell of Blood Axe at all!"

Lianggenna picked up a whole Roasted Shigugu, took a savage bite, and grease flowed all over the ground down his Chin.

He spoke indistinctly: "Waste Talk, I obviously know there's a problem."

"The smell on them isn't that of any Clan."

"Then why don't you capture them and interrogate them?" the Grot asked doubtfully.

"Interrogate?" Lianggenna grinned, revealing a mouthful of golden Fangs.

"Interrogation is too boring, and he basically didn't lie to me; keeping them around might still be useful."

He Scratched his massive belly, a Trace of cunning flashing in his eyes.

Combined with the Psyker Warning Sis sent earlier, the fall of Kal II cannot be Fake.

"Fire Shadow Clan......" Lianggenna muttered the name softly, "A bit interesting."

He Fiercely threw the Shigugu bone in his hand onto the ground and roared at the outside:

"Pass my Command, all Grots who can fight assemble immediately!"

"Tomorrow early morning, Departure for Kal II!"

"I want to see with my own eyes what's going on, then chop those Shrimp into mincemeat and boil them into Stew Pot!"

"waaaagh！！！"

The entire Palace instantly boiled over.

Countless Green Skin Kids happily raised their Weapons, letting out excited roars.

The fanatical waaaaagh Force Field made the green of this Planet even more profound.

Dawn the next day.

In Dolido's Orbit, a Green Skin Fleet that Covered the Sky had already assembled.

Thousands of various scrap iron ships were arranged Densely, there were huge Meteorites, and also small agile Fighters.

There were also various Warships transformed into bizarre shapes by the power of Wo Xun Si.

Although every ship was tattered and billowing Black Smoke, this momentum of fearless death was enough to make any Imperial Fleet weigh their options.

With Lianggenna's single order, countless Engines Roared simultaneously, spewing thick Black Smoke.

The massive Green Skin Fleet departed Dolido's Orbit, flying mightily toward the Direction of Kal II.