715.M41.
Ultima Segmentum, Hephaestus Hive World.
In the dim, cramped Underhive ruins reeking of engine oil and blood, an extremely bizarre slaughter was unfolding.
“Waaagh!!
Cries!” Accompanied by a deafening battle cry, a group of muscular Ork Boyz brandishing big choppas surged like a tidal wave toward the center of the battlefield.
Standing there was a naked muscular man—Roya.
Facing these frenzied xenos, Roya did not retreat; he abruptly twisted his waist and delivered an unadorned straight punch squarely into the chest of the foremost Ork.
“Bang!” A muffled loud bang exploded, and that several-hundred-pound Ork Boyz was sent flying backward with both feet off the ground as if struck head-on by a battering ram, knocking over two companions along the way.
The surrounding Orks swarmed up like a tidal wave.
Crude yet deadly big choppas hacked and slashed at Roya’s body.
Without any suspense, two fists being no match for four hands, Roya quickly fell to the ground under a flurry of blades.
However, a bizarre scene occurred.
Roya’s corpse did not grow cold in the pool of blood; instead, the moment it fell, it turned into a glimmer of light and directly dissipated into thin air.
The next second, in an open space not far from the place of death, accompanied by a brief void distortion, a naked Roya appeared out of thin air.
That is right, he respawned on the spot.
Still completely naked, but his entire person was completely intact and undamaged.
The resurrected Roya violently shook his head.
Looking at the group of Ork Boyz not far away whose eyes turned red again upon spotting him and who were charging over howling, he could not help but curse: “Son of a bitch, I’m not going to keep repeating this forever, am I?!” This was already his countless resurrection, having lost count of how many times it had been.
Cursing aside, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Roya’s eyes as he counter-charged straight into the Ork tide.
“Go die!” Roya punched out, the terrifying force directly blasting the foremost Ork Boyz into shattered bones and flying flesh.
Following closely, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
Amidst the whistling wind of his fists, he successively knocked seven or eight Ork Boyz flying by sheer force.
But under the frenzied hacking of countless choppas, Roya let out another muffled grunt, fell to the ground, and dissipated.
“Waaagh!
That humie has fallen again!” The Orks excitedly raised their choppas and shouted.
At this time, an Ork Boyz whose size was obviously a circle larger than the surrounding companions rudely pushed away its peers.
Brandishing a huge blood-stained axe in its hand, it threw its head back and roared: “It was me!
It was me who hacked that humie to death!
I am bigger and stronger!
Waaagh!!!” Under this fanatical roar, the Waaagh Field emitted by the surrounding Orks instantly converged onto it.
Accompanied by a teeth-aching sound of bone cracking, this Ork Boyz, who was originally only two point three or four meters tall, began to expand crazily like an inflated balloon.
Muscles tore and reorganized, and within a few short seconds, it directly evolved into an Ork Warboss standing a full three meters tall!
Just as this newly minted Ork Warboss was showing off its might, a glimmer of light flashed on the open space not far away, and Roya respawned once more.
The surrounding Ork Boyz immediately widened their eyes, pointed at Roya, and shouted: “Waaagh!
Boss, that humie has respawned again!” “I can hack him to death once, and I can hack him to death a second time!” The massively bloated Ork Warboss roared and charged toward Roya like a fleshy tank.
Roya’s gaze turned sharp.
Without avoiding or dodging, he likewise brandished his fists and rushed up.
“Whoosh!” The heavy power axe in the Ork Warboss’s hand carried a shrill whistle of wind and chopped fiercely onto Roya’s arm.
However, the expected scene of the arm being severed at the root and blood spraying wildly did not appear.
Not a single drop of blood flowed from Roya’s arm, but in the subjective field of view in the corner of his retina that he hadn’t noticed, he clearly saw a health bar composed of ten red hearts instantly vanish a full seven stars out of thin air!
This heavy blow did not interrupt Roya’s movement; he did not even feel that paralyzing excruciating pain.
Taking advantage of the gap where the opponent’s old strength had just faded and the new strength had not yet been born, Roya’s right fist smashed out like a cannonball leaving its chamber.
“Bang…
squish!” This punch solidly slammed into the center of the Ork Warboss’s face.
That large, hard green head, under Roya’s unreasonable freakish strength, exploded instantly like a watermelon struck by an iron hammer, splashing red and white filth all over the ground.
The huge headless corpse wobbled and collapsed with a crash.
Roya took a deep breath, staring at the remaining three red hearts, muscles tense, having already prepared to die in battle and respawn once more.
But after waiting for a few seconds, the anticipated encirclement did not arrive.
He looked up and found that the Orks in front of him were completely off.
Having lost the boss who had just been promoted and was at the peak of fanaticism, the morale of this group of Orks instantly collapsed.
Some Orks looked around in confusion, and then actually started infighting directly with their companions over trampling and snatching weapons.
And more Orks shrieked, dropped the choppas in their hands, and turned to run for their lives deep into the ruins.
Roya stared blankly for a moment, knowledge about these xenos flashing through his mind—this indeed perfectly matched the traits of Orks; once the boss died, the Waaagh Field would rupture, and the mob underneath would fall into chaos and rout.
He lowered his head to glance at the headless corpse of the Ork Warboss at his feet, and a weird smile twitched at the corner of his mouth: “Bro, thanks a lot!” Before the words fell, Roya darted out like a leopard, showing no mercy as he punched and smashed the heads of several Ork Boyz who were infighting and hadn’t reacted yet.
These thunderous methods became the last straw that broke the camel’s back; the remaining Orks on the battlefield completely collapsed, screaming as they vanished into the shadows of the Underhive.
The crisis was lifted, and Roya’s tense nerves finally relaxed.
He slumped down heavily onto the metal floor covered in blood and engine oil, panting heavily, taking a deep breath of the turbid air here, and cursing in exclamation: “What the fuck, this is so thrilling…” He looked around; severed limbs and broken arms, green blood, and minced meat covered the ground.
As a modern person who grew up under the red flag since childhood, facing such a hellish carnage field, he should have been so scared that he vomited his bile, but at this moment he found that he had completely immunized himself against this bloodshed, and his heart was surprisingly calm.
Having experienced who knows how many deaths, he was already used to the bloody scene before him.
At the same time, Roya finally noticed the abnormality in his line of sight.
He steadied his mind and concentrated his gaze.
Right at the bottom edge of his perspective, two rows of icons clearly emerged—on the left was a row of red heart icons (currently only three remaining), and on the right was a row of chicken leg icons resembling ham meat (hunger level).
Roya’s pupils shook, and he slapped his thigh fiercely: “What the fuck, isn’t this the Minecraft UI interface?!” At this instant, all the doubts connected together in his mind.
Why could he punch out with freakish strength without any upper limit?
Why did he fight without exhaustion?
Why did getting chopped not result in bleeding or severed hands, but rather losing a health bar?
Why did his corpse directly dissipate after dying in battle, and why could he respawn at full health at the spawn point, except that all his belongings dropped completely?
This wasn’t any genetic mutation at all, but rather transmigrating with a golden finger!
In this desperate Warhammer 40k universe, he actually mastered the unreasonable ability laws of Minecraft!