Chapter 585: A Lottery from Another Dimension

【War Motorcycle - Behemoth (to be assembled)】

[Description: 1 Within a radius of 500 yards, your troops have movement speed +30, armor +10, 2 active skills Rampage, and 3 active skills barbecue meeting]

[Rampage has +50 speed, +20 armor, and a 10-minute cooldown for 2 minutes.] 】

[Flames erupt on both sides of the front of the barbecue conference for three consecutive minutes, and the cooling time is ten minutes. 】

[This terrifying vehicle belongs to the notorious greenskinned warlord Zadassnak the Ripper, who, during a battle with the Chaos Demon, led his gang headlong into the subspace and was never heard from since, waaagh!] 】

………

This is the message that the stone saw when it obtained the iron box.

War motorcycle, he is no stranger to these four words.

In another universe, the world of Warhammer 40k, because the stage has changed from a planet to a vast galaxy, the greenskin setting there is not exactly the same as the medieval world, and the biggest difference is not only individual strength, but also between tribes.

The Greenskin tribes of Warhammer 40k, or clans, are very different, because the territory of those big clans is based on galaxies, entrenched on hundreds of planets, and dominates the world.

Over time, over time and in a closed environment, these clans have developed their own unique traditions and cultures.

Among the most famous and powerful clans, there is one called "Evil Sun", which uses all kinds of strange vehicles as the core of its clan culture.

The only credo of the orcs of this clan is to be fast, and they will do everything they can to get themselves a vehicle that can run, from the most ordinary war motorcycle, to heavy trucks, to dead helicopters, anything that can fly fast, will arouse their interest.

Obsessed with speed and reveling in noise, they will drive a variety of high-speed and powerful vehicles into battle, reaping the lives of their enemies to the roar of huge engines.

In order to make their vehicles faster than the others, in addition to painting them red, all the orcs of the Evil Sun Clan believe that if they paint red and run fast, they will also modify their mounts to give the clan a much more speed geek than the other clans - an orc kid who is good at driving all kinds of strange vehicles.

War motorcycles are one of the most common vehicles of the Evil Sun Clan.

The pile of parts that appeared in front of everyone at this time was from this famous red and green-skinned clan, and the evil sun face on the iron box was their symbol.

As for how it fell into the hands of the stone, it is the same as the "Armageddon Orc Hunters", it is all from the system lottery.

After that system evolution, there was one more option for each upgraded draw, which could be used for two regular draws and 50,000 WAAAGH points! Change to a different space lottery.

Stone didn't like it at first, thinking it was too expensive, but when the orc hunters appeared, he only had two words.

It's so fragrant.

Strict discipline and outstanding combat power are simply the most typical soldier templates.

The key is still a group of humans, which is very good!

So from the time he was promoted to lv16, all the way to the current lv18, he didn't want to use it in the two lotteries, and quietly saved it.

waaagh! There is no shortage of energy, because the main quest has not been completed, even if the system requirements are met, it cannot be upgraded, so now the energy in his hand is as high as more than 80,000, which is enough to pay for a different space lottery.

So when he was most desperate, he suddenly remembered this function of the system.

Putting aside all the other worst conditions, the only thing he could think of was to rush to the "Thunder Mountain Range" as quickly as possible, and do everything he could to find out the news of the old rotten teeth.

If he is not dead, then save, if he really returns to the arms of Second Brother Mao, then he will not be able to bet on the life of the entire tribe.

A good gambler will never put down all his chips.

The problem he faced at the time was that the "Potbelly King's Chariot" had been driven away by the old shaman, and there was no other faster means of transportation.

Wolves? I'm sorry, but no wolf can afford the physique of the black orc biantai.

Wild boar? In terms of speed and endurance over long distances, it may not be as good as the Greenskin's own legs.

Atraq? I just put it back in the "Gloomy Forest", and it's too late to call it back now.

In desperation, Shi suddenly remembered that although the cost of the system's different space lottery was high, it was a little very humane.

It is possible to choose the type of draw.

One of these types is precisely the War Machine and the Vehicle.

This rekindled the flame of hope that the stone was about to be extinguished.

According to the urine nature of the orc hunter, this so-called alien space lottery should come from another Warhammer world, and the black orcs get wet when they think of the green-skinned various black technology machines in that universe.

It was blood-red eye sockets, wet.

Lose! Let's not talk about the orc pirate warship galloping in the galaxy, nor the ancient giant garbage loaded with giant artillery, these are pure bullies, even if they come to the most ordinary heavy truck, or engage in Brother King Kong, Brother Mao is fearless, I dare to rush directly to the toothless tribe's lair and beat them hard.

Without any hesitation, the stone turned on the system and chose the lottery.

It turned out that the truth was not as simple as he thought.

There were no powerful war machines in front of me, just a large black iron box.

【War Motorcycle - Behemoth (to be assembled)】

According to the system, because the gap in technology levels is too large, not to mention those terrifying vehicles, even the most ordinary war motorcycles can only appear in this world in the form of parts and drawings.

However, the stone quickly put that little disappointment behind him and did not have time to give him sentimentality.

He wasn't depressed either.

Because first of all, his original purpose was achieved.

He needed a vehicle that would allow him to get to his destination quickly.

There is no doubt about the speed of the war motorcycle, and in terms of speed alone, it is even faster than those four-wheeled ones, and it can achieve this purpose perfectly.

Secondly, this motorcycle is not an ordinary road cargo.

Its former owner, Zadasnak the "Ripper", is also a famous figure in the other world, a hero in the hearts of millions of greenskins, and can set off a waaagh that sweeps hundreds of planets in the galaxy! of warlords.

This "monster" will not disappoint itself.

What we need to do now is to turn the parts into finished products as quickly as possible.

So he called Ayigunu and came to the "Crazy Gopher Laboratory" together, pulled Pesti and Abu, plus himself, as well as a kind of goblin technician and nezumi apprentice, to form the most powerful scientific research team in the territory, and began to assemble such a green-skinned war machine that did not belong to the technology of this era at all according to the drawings, from beginning to end.

………

Three days later.

The Nomorigen filthy laborers were awakened by a deafening noise that sounded like the roar of some giant monster and the thunder of lightning in the distance, causing them to rush out of the cabin and scurry in all directions.

Nothing happened, and the frightened spirits only saw the leader driving a strangely shaped, hideous and terrifying machine, making a screeching noise and billowing black smoke, splashing all the way to the dirt, and disappearing into the dust.

The poor ogre fat man was still following behind, chasing after him.