The current mountain plateau became indistinguishable from its form before... now, it is something akin to a Caldera. With lots of various debris from the cave in, crushing multiple 'Killa Kanz' and slightly damaging the mighty Gorkanaut standing in the middle.
From the debris, a figure slowly stood up, donned in a mighty purple and black power armor, his helmet gleaming with dark red eyes as the smoke slowly recedes...His form, arched and ready for more surprises to come...
Coming in the form of a furious green tide closing in from all directions, WAAAAAGH energies visibly flaring on the charging Orks, moving from the gaps of the former mountain-turned Ork headquarters.
"Oi wot dis, we got a sneaky shiniy git! Get 'im!"
"Ere We Go, 'Ere We Go, 'Ere We Go!"
"Haha, dis' gunna be a gud' foight!"
"HAHAHAHAHA, WAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!"
From the power-armored figure, came a loud battle horn... instantly shrouding all the sound of the surrounding Ork roars, temporarily breaking the Ork momentum and placed them in a somewhat stunned stupor.
Then.... it RAINED fire and destruction.
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[AUTOMATED VI: ACTIVATED]
[SCANNING AREA FOR ENEMY HOSTILES (3KM RADIUS)...]
[CALIBRATING]
[HOSTILES FOUND: 2, 327, 800 'Ork' designated species]
[BATTLE MODE: ENGAGED]
[MISSION DESIGNATION: ELIMINATE ALL HOSTILES]
[ACTIVATING BATTLE HORN]
[RIP AND TEAR]
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WAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!
[ACTIVATING BATTLE HORN]
Before I knew it... a loud deafening horn sounded from my armor. My shoulder guns went in and opened fire into the first visible lines of the stunned Ork horde.
The Orks recovered from their stupor and resumed their weakened charge.
WAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!
The Vulcan 'Avenger' Rotary Cannon spewing out steady streams of BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT which instantly shreds any Nobs and Gretchins that were hit.... and ah... oh did I say that I enchanted the bullet projectiles with Engorgio and Frictionless runes? Every bullet that came out of the barrel was given extra piercing power and every hit was practically erasing a huge portion of the Ork bodies, accompanied by green blood bursting in all directions into the next lines of Orks... The bullets cut through the thick armor of the Meganobs like it wasn't even there...
My mini Annihilaser picking out Stormboyz and Deffkoptas taking to the air in rapid succession before aligning its sights into the accompanying Stompa, Deffdreads, and the fast Warbikers as soon as the air targets were destroyed...
It took me 0.000000176 seconds to recover from my also stunned stupor and my mind going into 'battle mode'. Everything slowed down as if somebody slowed down the time. My processing power reaching its peak as I focused solely on my survival and the apparent destruction of all hostiles. Bullet projections and actions were calculated at nigh light speed to ensure maximum battle efficiency.
I immediately circulated my magic to activate my emplaced battle ward. A purple aura immediately came from my armor and directly clashed with the WAAAGH energies of the green tide to a standstill, weakening their all-so empowering WAAAAGH Field as the Orks reaches the range of my activated ward. All while transfiguring golems of various heights to form a temporary makeshift army, from golems as large as a Scout titan to those as little as a small snake. All augmented by biomancy and empowered by various strengthening, durability, and repair runes so they can fight far longer, hits much harder and can go endlessly better against the bloodthirsty Orks.
With my matter disintegrator in hand, I fired continuous streams of energy bursts into the coming lines of the raging tide as more and more Orks came from various holes on the mountainside. The bursts from the matter disintegrator immediately melting the hit parts from metal to a spore. Dead carcass from the Orks won't be spreading the spores any soon.... Not on my watch...
(AN: The charging Ork horde looks like the Termites charge from Antz but much more many and had armored company)
Inaccurate Artillery shells and various dakka started raining on my position, my shields flaring automatically as I positioned in another emplaced cover. Using my Chainsword whenever an Ork manages to slip the Killzone of my mounted guns.
'This is gonna be a long day.....man... good thing I see no Weirdboyz in this Ork band..... it would have made this battle a lot harder...'
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-6 hours later-
'Take out the Warboss they said... and it will be over they said... Except that the Warboss himself is not here at all!!!' I grumbled as Ork after Ork after Ork came and died...
Duck...sidestep...parry with Shoulder Pauldron ...turn back 180-degrees and chainsword the fucker.... sidestep...fire matter disintegrator on the face of the Charging Git... shift to focus fire on the charging Ork horde.... activate shields... Punch the teleporting 'Kommando' behind... sidestep...parry the 'Stompa' Chainsword... transfigure the Stompa into a cockroach.... stomp it...
"Wot? Wot?" .... behead the confused Kommando with the Chainsword... dodge the Rokkit barrage from behind... activate shields on the spewing Burna Boy... Rush the fucker... uppercut... use Chainsword to finish the job...
'Ah, shit... another kamikaze Dakkajet squadron'... take cover behind the ruined Battlewagon and use the Avenger Cannon as AA emplacement... continue suppressing fire with the Matter Disintegrator and the Annihilaser...
Transfigure more fodder units to keep the number of the Orks occupied while I deal with the multiple teleporting Flash Gitz appearing from behind...
'Man... they really like going behind me....'
Punch the rushing Burna Boy... shift right... slash with the chainsword... stomp the gretchin, punch the supporting Meganob in the face... Use matter disintegrator on the Meganob...Shift the matter disintegrator to the blocking Ork Corpses... Drag the rushing Kommando to the Wall.... punch the face...block the attacking Nob Hammer with the right shoulder pauldron... clench left fist... punch the fucker... shift shoulder guns to fire on the Flash Gits sneaking behind... Activate shield on the incoming Ork Mortar... finish the last Flash Git... face the more rushing horde...
'This is weird... I see no Mekboy around...' I mused as I continued to lay more fire into the charging Ork horde...My actions becoming more and more refined as much more efficient actions were undertaken as those Orks that manage to get close to me only take from 4-5 hits to something like 1-2 hits per 'Elite' Ork Units...
I can see the visible lessening number of the rushing Orks as I transfigure more golem fodders...
It takes around 2 more hours before there were no more visible Orks rushing at me...
'Hah...Finally...the last one...' I said as I swiped the last Git with an empowered banishing charm...
"Still no Warboss... the heck?"
The calm before the storm...
Then came the great rumble... as if something heavy was being moved...
"Now..what..."
Then I looked up behind me...
I can see the Gorkanaut moving... all parts somehow repaired....even with a right leg fitted with what looks like a Trukk slotted into the leg...
"I AMZ 'DA GREAT WARBOSS GORGUTZ DIKKRUSHA"
"DIS' GORKANAUT BE MINE, HAHAHAHA, YA' SNEAKY SHINIY GIT KAN'T GET MA' GORKANAUT!!!"
"I'LL SHOW YA' 'OW TO DO DA' PROPA' WAAGH!!!"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!"