Seth shot forward like a cannonball freshly fired from its barrel, crashing relentlessly into the sky-blotting tide of green-skins!
*BOOM!*
The moment he hit the ground, shockwaves surged outward.
Using the Vibranium Shield, Seth literally plowed a ten-meter-long alley of blood through the dense formation of heavy Ork infantry.
Countless burly Ork Nobs were sent flying on the spot by the violent kinetic energy.
Severed limbs and shattered bodies spun through midair amidst the panicked shrieks of the Orks.
“Humie! Kill ‘im!” The surrounding Orks’ eyes turned red.
Brandishing rusty choppas and heavy axes, they swarmed forward madly.
Drawing upon the flawless combat instinct granted by the Captain America bloodline, Seth ducked to dodge two heavy axes.
His right fist, wrapped in blinding golden light, smashed upward in an uppercut that hit an Ork’s chin square-on.
The Ork’s massive body was launched into the air, its neck snapping backward at a grotesque angle as green blood sprayed everywhere.
[Ding! Defeated D-rank Elite (Ork Nob)! Card Draw +1!]
[Ding! Defeated D-rank Elite (Ork Nob)! Card Draw +1!]
Mechanical voices spammed his mind.
How was this a death trap?
This was a gold mine tailored specifically for his card draws!
“Come at me together!” Seth laughed wildly.
He swung his Vibranium Shield into the Ork horde, whipping up a golden whirlwind of death.
With every strike that slammed down, a heavy Ork skeleton inevitably shattered and collapsed.
After a brief moment of chaos, a far more enraged roar of “WAAAGH!” erupted from the rear of the Ork tide.
The ground quaked—
Three huge Heavy Boyz pushed aside their brethren and strode forward.
Thick-tubed “Dakkaguns” were welded onto their arms, their gaping barrels as wide as bowls, locking directly onto Seth as he slaughtered his way through.
“Fire! Turn dat gold humie into squishy paste!”
*Dakka-dakka-dakka-dakka-dakka—!*
Super-heavy armor-piercing rounds wove a metallic storm with zero blind spots!
The ground was ripped open frantically; soil, rock, and shredded flesh blasted skyward!
In an instant, the area Seth occupied was completely engulfed in a sea of fire, thick smoke billowing upward!
Immediately after, Seth was swallowed without a trace by the blinding flames.
Back in Position 04.
The recruits, whose hopes had briefly kindled because of Seth’s charge, turned ghost-white.
Recruits dropped their battered lasguns one after another, curling up in the mud with hands over their heads, trembling uncontrollably.
The Commissar clutched the Imperial Aquila pendant on his chest, blue veins bulging on the back of his rough hands.
He closed his eyes in agony, his dry lips quivering violently: “It’s useless… Miracles are fleeting after all. How could flesh and blood stand against the heavy firepower of the Orks?”
“O Emperor! The defense line is lost! We are all going to die!”
A pall of despair hung over the remaining dozens of soldiers once more.
Facing that bullet storm that tore through everything, mortal flesh couldn’t last a single second.
Just when everyone thought Seth had been turned to ground meat—
*HUMMM—!*
An ear-splitting sonic whistle exploded from the thick smoke!
A golden-wrapped circular shield traced an arc that defied the laws of physics, spinning out at high speed!
*CLANG!*
Sparks flew in all directions as the rusted barrel of the Dakkagun on the left was sheared off!
But that was only the beginning.
It wasn’t over.
After ricocheting, the Vibranium Shield accelerated drastically.
As if equipped with a homing system, it bounced back and forth through the position of the three Heavy Boyz!
*CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!*
Six consecutive hits!
On the final ricochet, the shield acted like the Grim Reaper’s scythe, cleanly slicing off half the heads of all three Heavy Boyz!
They didn’t even have time to react before their hulking bodies crashed to the dirt.
The shield traced a golden boomerang trajectory, landing smoothly back into the hand of the figure stepping out of the smoke.
The suit’s golden light remained intact, completely unscathed.
Seth shook the green blood off his shield, his eyes filled with excitement.
Three Heavy Boyz weren’t even enough for an appetizer!
He wanted to fight ten!
At the trench edge, the veteran who had lost his left arm leaned out halfway, his remaining eye filled with unbelievable shock.
“Th-This is impossible!” The veteran roared, losing his voice.
“Without any external tether, how did that shield bounce back?! Is this a joke?! Even legendary Psykers can’t pull off something like that!”
The recruits around him poked their heads out, staring dumbstruck at the golden figure re-entering the battlefield, their minds going completely blank.
Seth’s flight suit engines roared to full throttle, launching him into the sky.
Low-altitude maneuvers, extreme hovers.
Every dive plowed a trough of blood and flesh through the green tsunami.
His efficiency in killing was horrifying.
Using his height advantage, he turned this area into a one-sided slaughterhouse.
As a flying knee smashed through the chest of an Ork Nob, the system prompt arrived as expected.
[Ding! Current available card draws have reached 100!]
“Finally accumulated enough.”
However, the sheer volume of Orks was simply too immense.
Blood and the death of their kin didn’t spark fear; instead, it ignited the entire clan’s violent Gestalt field.
Over a thousand heavy-armored Orks roared, closing in wildly from all directions.
The front row of Orks trampled corpses to leap into the air, building a green tower of flesh over ten meters tall!
Countless calloused green hands reached toward the hovering Seth, wanting to grind him down through pure numbers!
Surrounded from every angle, all avenues of retreat severed.
Seth looked at the ugly faces lunging at him, the corners of his mouth curling into an excessively brutal arc.
If he didn’t pull off something big now, he’d be doing a disservice to how hard they were trying.
He roared in his mind: “System! Give me a hundred-draw streak!”
[Ding! 100-draw successful!]
[Obtained Epic Purple Card × 10: Iron Man Heavy Tracking Missile Pod (Single-use item)!]
[Notice: To avoid cosmic rejection, automatically disguised as: God-Emperor’s Rain of Judgment!]
The moment the notification faded, the void behind Seth distorted violently.
Ten giant, hundreds-of-feet-tall phantom altars of the Imperial Aquila, emitting boundless majesty, manifested with a boom!
That was the totem most familiar to the Astra Militarum, yet it carried an unprecedented, tangible sense of overwhelming pressure!
Seth raised both hands, his eyes ablaze with golden fire.
His voice, amplified by his armor’s engines, echoed like a deity issuing a holy decree:
“The Emperor says: abominations and heretics shall all be annihilated!”
Next second.
*Swoosh-swoosh-swoosh-swoosh-swoosh—!*
From within the phantoms, tens of thousands of micro-missiles trailing golden fire rocketed into the sky!
As if possessed with eyes, they locked onto every single Ork across the field.
Heavenly punishment descended!
*BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!*
Golden mushroom clouds dozens of meters high rose one after another!
The terrifying shockwave peeled away three layers of topsoil from the earth!
Extreme heat and explosive force instantly vaporized that flesh-and-blood tower stacked together by the Orks!
Field-wide annihilation!
Not a blade of grass remained!
A scorching gale swept violently over Position 04.
The surviving Ork Boyz dropped their scrap metal weapons and scrambled in terror to flee for their lives.
The entire warzone fell into dead silence for ten full seconds.
Even the distant artillery fire seemed to lose its voice amidst this miraculous explosion.
Then, hysterical cheers erupted from the human trench.
The Commissar’s legs gave out, and he fell heavily to his knees with a *thud*.
He pressed his head deep into the filthy blood and mud, his voice screaming to the point of breaking:
“He is a true angel! No! This is an avatar of the God-Emperor walking the earth!”
“Praise the Emperor! What fortune have mortals to witness such apocalyptic miracles!” The Commissar kissed his Aquila pendant like a madman.
The Astra Militarum soldiers were infected with the frenzy, falling to their knees one after another.
Ignoring their wounds, they kowtowed frantically and devoutly toward Seth, who hovered like a deity above the smoke.
Seth drifted down slowly.
Just as he prepared to exhale a breath of relief and check the remaining rewards from his hundred-draw pull…
Deep beneath the earth, a violent quake comparable to a magnitude-8 earthquake shook the ground!
*THUD!
THUD!
THUD!*
On the horizon, a hundred-meter-tall Ork “Stompa,” welded together from scrap metal, tore through the dust and slowly stood up!
The blinding red light of its mechanical eyes pierced through the smoke, locking dead onto Seth’s location.
A cannon barrel as thick as a main sewer line was brewing a destructive, eerie green glow.
At the same time, crimson warnings popped up across his tactical visor:
[Warning! Extremely high-risk Warp energy fluctuation detected!]
[Warning! An unknown grand gaze has locked onto the current zone!]