By destroying other tribes within his sphere of influence, the Bonecrusher's tribe grew larger and larger. In addition to the Deathskull clan at the beginning, the young warlord also had several rogues under his command.
As his deeds spread more and more widely in greenskin villages and ruined buildings, more and more greenskins left their original teams and joined the Bonecrusher tribe, hoping to become part of this organization. For the sake of the noble
Fight to smash everything and turn everything into rubble.
The boys hope to follow the boss who claims to be able to communicate with Brother Gomao, and the Bonecrusher also claims that he will find a bigger and richer target.
Soon, the Death Skull tribe was so overrun with beasts that even spit could not reach the ground.
So the Bonebreaker decided to head west.
He wanted to eradicate the Xiami outpost that almost killed him in the past. At the same time, he also wanted to eradicate a large tribe nearby - the Evil Moon Clan.
For this purpose, he specially recruited two allies, one was the Steel Teeth Tribe and the other was the Wild Fire Tribe.
But before they could launch an attack, a group of inexplicable bean sprouts came to the door. After the Bonecrusher suffered a small loss at first, he immediately came up with a brand new plan - a plan that could make his power even stronger.
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He used his IQ to overwhelm the boss of the Gangya tribe and let him take the vanguard role for him. He also came up with an ingenious idea of exchanging flags - the reason was to confuse the enemy.
Bonecrusher had a hunch from the beginning that this wave of strange enemies were coming for him, so he decisively betrayed his allies.
After finishing the Gangya tribe, the next step is——
While Bonecrusher was watching from the sidelines, the waste Vazka Waste from the Wild Fire Tribe arrived as expected.
"Hey, Bonecrusher."
Vazka yelled and walked closer.
"Why didn't the cannon fire just now?"
Bonecrusher turned his gaze to the artillery volleys on the hilltops on either side of him.
His boys had subdued and slain the Steelfang boys, and now the Grot Gunners huddled at the wheels of their cannons, fearful of their new masters.
"I thought you were in charge of those cannons."
Bonebreaker snorted, even as Vazka walked up to him.
"You come and tell me."
A terrifying scream from the psychic kid drew their attention back to the base of the hill, and the pointed ears began to retreat rapidly.
But even in the retreat, those tall, slender warriors wearing white armor and red crown helmets still stabbed the boy with their long blades without stopping. Their howls were enough to make the bravest Orcs
Run away in fear.
"We still have a chance to fuck each other."
Vazka said, his eyes returning to the artillery.
"certainly."
Bonecrusher said, placing his power claws on Vazka's shoulders.
"Get the fart ready."
After saying that, he released his paws and took a few steps back.
"Ready to fire."
The next moment, artillery fire fell from the sky.
The first batch of shells roared through the dusty sky without warning, detonating on the ground with a deafening crash.
Wazka's eyes widened, but he didn't see a cannonball fall between the pointed ears.
Where did they go?
The answer came from a pitiful howl.
"Boss! They! They are blowing up our boys!"
The sudden bombardment left the Wild Fire Tribe's position in a state of chaos. While the soil was flying, the bewildered boys were torn to pieces by a series of explosions.
"What the hell!"
Vazka's roar drowned out the shells as more shells exploded.
So he immediately raised his battle ax, pointed it at the Bonebreaker, and shouted:
"Zap! Come and fight me if you can!"
The boss's challenge echoed in the silence, and the boys around him were still looking at Bonecrusher, waiting to see his response to the challenge.
And to measure whether he is really the biggest, strongest, and cruelest Ork.
Bonecrusher did not respond to his "ally" with words. Instead, he snorted mockingly, and then twisted his neck twice.
The signal was obvious, and the boys immediately moved out of the way to prevent the war leader from smashing himself into powder with his hammer that turned rocks into dust.
The Bonecrusher plods forward, his thick armor and the display of his skull clicking.
At that moment, even Vazka's bodyguards just stared.
Unprecedentedly, Vazka was nervous. Facing this warlord who was gradually gaining fame, he was not sure of victory, but at this time there was no second choice for him. The warlord could only raise his ax and prepare to kill this hateful man in front of him.
The traitor's head is split open.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"
His voice was loud and his arms were strong, but the only drawback was——
The blow missed.
Bonecrusher hit Vazka's chest directly before he attacked, and then grabbed the opponent's wrist with his other hand.
Vazka stopped his attack and shook violently, gritting his teeth as he tried to split the Bonecrusher's adamantine head open with his axe.
Although green muscles bulged on his arms, they had no effect on Bonecrusher.
Then, under the gaze of the boys, Bonecrusher slowly, slowly stretched out his powerful power claw.
He clamped Vazcasa's arm holding the ax and raised it high for him to see and for the Orks around him to see.
Vazka pressed further, trying hard with both hands to make the ax come down - it only trembled, but still did not move at all.
Bonebreaker suddenly sneered.
Then, without activating the power claw's splitting force field, he began to close the power claw.
"Hmm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
Vazka screamed immediately and kept screaming.
The claws closed very slowly, and the blood-stained claw blades cut through the thick, taut skin, then the solid muscles, and finally the bones.
The smelly blood spattered on the ugly faces of the two bosses.
Finally, with a sound like breaking a dead branch, Vazka's arm broke.
Even the ax head was still on the severed arm, stuck in the Bonecrusher's claws.
"Vulnerable."
Bonecrusher then let go of the severed limb and pressed his hand on his opponent's horned helmet, forcing the boss to his knees.
Then, he suddenly raised his knees——
"Uh huh——"
The scarred armor hit Vazka's dull face directly, and the boss's wailing stopped when he collapsed on the ground. Not only did his teeth crack, his nose was also broken, and his entire face was covered in blood and flesh.
"Nathan Tam is dead, isn't he?"
Bonebreaker bent down and spoke to the half-conscious Vazka.
"You also lost, so I am the boss now, don't force me to kill you."
Vazka muttered incoherently but made no attempt.
"Okay, now is not the time for boys to kill each other."
Bonecrusher ignored it and straightened up, making a loud enough noise for the surrounding Orks to hear.
"Now it's time to show the other losers that we are the best! I came here for the real fight, but I haven't found it yet, and this-"
He kicked Vazka as he lay on the ground.
"This is not a fight."
The surrounding greenskins watched as the warlord who integrated the three tribes opened his arms, and dirty blood was flowing from the power claws.
"Now, who else wants to challenge?"
No kid dared to try it, so Bonecrusher nodded.
"So, let's get real Waaaagh!"
The boys glanced at each other, and then raised their arms and the weapons they held in unison at the same time.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!
The Orks' roar was so shocking that almost no one could have predicted that this small tribe would form a force that would sweep across the galaxy in the future...