In the distant Lonely Mountain, the former dwarven kingdom occupied by evil. In the spacious courtyard, the roar of the strong orcs continued to be heard.

I saw that more than a dozen strong orcs huddled together were dragging an iron chain with red eyes. At the other end of the chain, the Chaos Space Marine, Grunzer, held the chain with one hand, and his arm repeated the simple action of bending and straightening.

This caused the strong orcs to move forward and backward, and in the process, occasionally some people would fall to the ground due to physical exhaustion.

The moment they fell, the bolt gun in Grunzer's right hand slammed the blaster into their heads.

Under the threat of death, all the strong orcs desperately dragged the chains to prevent the red cloth hanging in the middle of the chain from passing halfway, even if the corners of their mouths overflowed. The blood foam didn't dare to let go at all.

Because before this cruel entertainment began, Grenzer had informed them that if Red Cloth passed halfway, then all the strong orcs involved in this activity would die.

Every time Grenzer eliminated a strong orc, the few who were still alive had to force out more potential to fill the gap that the victim had created further.

It's already a life-and-death struggle for the orcs, but for Grunzer it's just an easy and enjoyable daily training.

Even if he took off the power armor, his height reached more than two meters and a half. And after dozens of human body modifications, countless muscles as strong as steel and as powerful as an engine are also all over this body that has been transformed for the pure purpose of war.

The blood of the Death Strongman flowed to the soles of Grunzer's feet, and the slippery touch made him unsteady on his feet. To this, Grunzer just stomped his foot irritably.

There was a muffled sound of "Peng". A metal sleeve popped out of his left leg, and a conical steel bolt shot through Grenzer's foot. The thrust from the explosion of gunpowder made the steel cone easily plunge into the rocky ground, holding him firmly in place.

It was a metal limb he used to fill the stump of his leg after a brutal combat mission. On the back of this mechanical prosthetic, which is more powerful than flesh and blood, two curved hydraulic pipes are neatly arranged, and there are also a large number of complex transmission structures and several metal pipes of unknown purpose at the knee junction that directly pierce the Grunzer Large. legs, and blend with each other.

The Terminator-type power armor, which was taller than normal power armor, was placed in front of Grenzer. In addition to his workout, he also had the heart to think about how to improve this armor to exert more firepower.

Just then, Hegaqiha suddenly walked in and interrupted his thoughts.

"Aknye is dead."

"Tsk." Feeling that he had missed some inspiration, Grenzer angrily pulled the chains with both hands and pulled the orcs to the ground, and then raised the blaster without looking at it.

Amid the noise of bombs and screams, he turned to look at Hegaqi unpleasantly.

"You mean the big bug is dead? Hell, I don't remember anyone on the other side who could get into the subspace and kill it. ”

"Judging from the traces left by the battle, it left the subspace on its own initiative." Hegaqiha shrugged his shoulders, and the various talismans hanging from his body made a crisp sound.

"Is it stupid? I know that those rancid demons can't be trusted, and those guys are only suitable for being cannon fodder. Oh, when he was a mortal, he had more brains than he does now. Grunzer let out a mocking laugh as he lowered his bolt, and then he turned to look at Hegaqiha, his eyes full of disdain.

"You're more familiar with witchcraft than I am, so even if there's a β psyker on the other side, you're probably not your opponent, right? Grand Wizard? ”

"Don't irritate me, it's not going to affect the overall plan. Even if there are variables, I will deal with them as soon as possible. You just need to forge that piece of gear on time. He raised his eyebrows and said sternly.

"Machines will only be more reliable than sorcery, as long as those lowly orcs are not lazy. That piece of gear will be presented to you on time. Well, I'll regulate them. Ignoring the other party's implicit angry words, Grenzer waved his hand and turned around to put on his power armor.

Behind him slowly rose four interlocking mechanical arms, the ends of which were connected to a spine armor made of many pieces of metal, which even extended to Grenzer's neck, seamlessly connecting to his central nervous system.

Complex power armor can take a long time to put on without the help of others. But with the help of four robotic arms that are as nimble as an octopus's tentacles, it only took him ten minutes to complete the entire armor outfit on his own.

Turning his head to see that Hegaqiha had already left, Grenzer couldn't help but pout and walked to the foundry by himself.

Today, he still has a lot of business to attend to. Since that

The "freak" is willing to deal with those variables, and he is too lazy to bother. On the other side, Hegaqiha, who had left the training ground, came to a hidden cave alone. Hole.

"Looks like I need to finish your renovation work ahead of schedule, once ...... Mr. Demigods. Looking at the thin and tattered old man in the glass modulation cabin, the corners of Hejia's mouth couldn't help but show a vicious smile.

Before Su Qin and the others arrived, the good and evil forces in this world had already completed several confrontations. With the intervention of the Samsara and the Chaos Invaders, both sides won and lost, and this also caused a lot of damage to both sides, and at least three of the several Maias who existed in Middle-earth were personally involved in the battle, and the result was a very tragic death and two casualties.

Now, there was a badly wounded Maia who had been soaked in a dark red potion. Through the transparent viewing port, several pipes connected to various medical devices can be seen extending into his body.

While maintaining his remaining life, he was also restrained like a shackle in the modulation chamber. Hegaqiha raised his right hand, and the power of subspace converged into his razor-sharp claws like a raptor, and under the control of the spell, this powerful power continued to twist into extremely evil spells and sent into the concoction chamber.

Under the influence of this evil spell, the potion in the concoction chamber continued to bubble as if it were boiling.

Then, a corrupted will awakened in an instant.

"Ah...... Boom... cough ......" a muffled roar continued from the modulation chamber, and a bright red arm with no skin and only muscles poked out of the observation window.

Through the cracked shell of the modulation chamber, it can be seen that the old man inside has completely turned into some kind of terrible spell-twisting creature.

And the control of this monster is now completely in the hands of Hegaqiha.

"It's a good result, and it's my new work. Listen, you'll have your own assignment in no time. But first......" Hega looked at it for a moment, and suddenly stretched out his sharp claws to grab the monster's head and pull it in front of him.

Staring at its bloodshot eyes, he said word by word.

"In my lab...... Quiet. Stop. Noisy. Wow! ”