Ogryns are a species of abhumans living on high-gravity planets.
They are burly giants, over three meters tall.
Their physique is extremely robust, capable of withstanding firepower sufficient to wipe out a small squad.
"If you don't want to be pulped, do not casually provoke an Ogryn."
This is a warning specifically marked in the manual issued by the Imperial Departmento Munitorum to every Astra Militarum soldier.
After being blessed by Chaos, their combat power increases exponentially, comparable to a humanoid Titan.
"Die, heretics! In the name of the Emperor, I grant you destruction!"
Little Chubby pulled the trigger of the multi-las, wildly sweeping the charging enemies.
Dense lasers poured out like a storm.
The mutants were harvested like wheat, falling in swathes.
In just a few breaths, they were all reduced to charred, stinking, mangled flesh.
Only the two Chaos Ogryns remained unaffected.
They wore heavy armor, carrying power mauls and giant shields.
When they charged, they rumbled like a tank moving.
Lasers and bullets hitting them felt like tickling.
The Chaos Ogryns trampled over the shattered, charred mutant limbs, charging all the way.
They used their brute force to send Little Chubby, along with the multi-laser heavy machine gun, flying.
Bang!
Little Chubby slammed hard into the wall.
The pain from all over his body contorted his features.
Before he could regain his senses, a whooshing sound was heard.
Looking up, he saw a Chaos Ogryn swinging a power maul down towards his head.
Then, everything went black.
"Rip he died too brutally!!"
"Damn he turned into pulp!!"
"Are these Chaos Ogryns this terrifying?"
"I thought Ogryns had no brains?? These two seem pretty smart to me, they even knew to take out our heavy firepower first."
The players looked at the Chaos Ogryns with fear and shock in their eyes.
With one charge, these two big guys had sent their heavy firepower flying.
And smashed Little Chubby into pulp with one blow.
"The Emperor protects you. Do not be afraid, keep firing."
Qin Yun was also startled by the terrifying strength of the Chaos Ogryns.
He hurriedly used the skills - "Prayer" and "Zealotry" to buff the players.
Giving them the courage to continue fighting the Chaos Ogryns.
"Demons and monsters, begone! Demons and monsters, begone!"
Qin Yun fired his gun while using the skill - Emperor's Light.
To banish the Warp blessings on the Chaos Ogryns and suppress their power.
Even so, the players were no match for the Chaos Ogryns.
When the Chaos Ogryns charged, they were like tanks, rampageing without restraint.
If a player was even slightly careless and failed to dodge in time, they would be sent flying.
The lightly injured broke a few ribs, the severely injured had bones broken and tendons snapped, completely losing mobility.
Those mutants were also annoying.
As soon as they saw a player immobilized, they would swarm over, eager to literally 'dig out hearts and lungs'.
In no time, the players were either dead or injured, suffering severe casualties.
"My leg, my leg is broken!" Wrist-bro (Wants to Arm-Wrestle Khorne) screamed while crawling on the ground.
When the Chaos Ogryn charged, he couldn't dodge in time, fell, and had his leg crushed.
Wrist-bro wanted to crawl to safety, but mutants kept rushing at him.
With no escape, he could only lean against the wall, aiming his lasgun at the mutants.
After shooting several, he was overwhelmed by the surging mutants.
In his dying moment, he felt for the fragmentation grenade hanging on his belt.
"For the Emperor!!"
Boom!
The grenade detonated.
Over a dozen mutants were instantly blown away, scattered flesh and blood everywhere.
"Damn, Machine Spirit, bro, recharge faster!"
Scalpy swept his gun at the swarming mutants.
He occasionally looked down at the charging port of his plasma gun, his face full of anxiety.
With a pleasant click, the plasma gun's barrel emitted a rich blue light, indicating the plasma charge was complete.
"Finally ready."
Scalpy looked pleased. He stopped sweeping, raised the plasma gun.
Aimed the muzzle at one of the Chaos Ogryns.
Ready to let it taste the power of plasma.
However, the next second-
The other Chaos Ogryn charged at him.
Its tank-like massive body slammed hard into him, sending him flying against the wall.
The fully charged plasma gun was also flung away, landing in the distance.
"Damn!"
A internal 'holy crap' ran through Scalpy's mind.
He was just about to crawl over to retrieve the plasma gun when he heard a whooshing sound.
Turning his head, he saw a thick, large, black power maul descending towards his head.
"I'm done for."
Scalpy's eyes widened, his last thought flashing through his mind.
A sound like a watermelon bursting echoed.
Then everything went black.
Qin Yun killed a mutant with his entrenching tool, then performed a slide, rushed over to pick up the plasma gun, and pulled the trigger aiming at one Chaos Ogryn.
A huge ball of light, crackling with blue arcs, shot out from the muzzle, streaking through the air and landing on the targeted Chaos Ogryn.
Instantly vaporizing its upper body.
Only its stout legs remained standing, emitting a scorching, foul heat.
The gun's protective panel popped open, hissing steam venting out.
"Seems it's still not loyal enough."
Looking at the overheated plasma gun, Qin Yun tossed it aside, swung his entrenching tool to knock down a charging mutant.
"Someone help me!" Warmaster shouted in panic.
He was surrounded by a group of mutants.
The distance was too close to fire, so he could only use the gun butt to smash the mutants.
But there were too many enemies; for every one he knocked down, two more took its place.
In no time, he was physically overwhelmed by the sheer number of mutants.
It looked like he was about to be torn apart.
Ten-times activated "Warp Siphon" to devour energy, then converted it into a shockwave release, sending the mutants around Warmaster flying.
But the next second, Ten-times was ambushed by a mutant behind him.
Sharp claws pierced through his chest, killing him on the spot.
"Damn! I'll take you down even if I DIE!"
The sight of Ten-times's brutal death made Warmaster's eyes red.
The hyper-realistic game environment had already stretched his nerves taut like a bowstring.
Now, witnessing a comrade die a brutal death to save him.
He had already forgotten he was a player, just single-mindedly pulling the trigger, shooting those mutants.
Qin Yun, while shooting the remaining Chaos Ogryn, also swung his entrenching tool at the surrounding mutants.
He was also barely able to handle his own situation, unable to help the other players.
"Damn, death just means the bird faces the sky, if it's a fight to the death then so be it, who's afraid!"
Old Bird had somehow strapped a circle of Melta bombs to himself, holding the detonator in his hand.
He pressed the detonator and charged towards the Chaos Ogryn.
"For the Emperor."
Boom! Boom!
Dull explosions sounded.
The terrifying blast wave sent nearby mutants and players flying.
The frenzied Warmaster crashed into a wall, the pain making him grimace and sober up a bit.
Qin Yun crouched low, avoiding the shockwave from the explosion.
Under Old Bird's suicidal attack, the Chaos Ogryn was blown to pieces.
Without the Chaos Ogryns, the remaining mutants were easier to deal with.
Qin Yun led the remaining few players to kill them off one by one.
After blocking the other doors of the tactical projection hall to confirm mutants couldn't get in, Qin Yun let the players rest.
That battle was too brutal.
Out of the original fifteen players, only five remained.
And all of them were injured.
"You did very well. Rest for a while. Injured players can use medkits for treatment."
After speaking to them, Qin Yun went to activate the control console in the tactical projection hall.
Accompanied by the hum of machinery and flickering lights, the projection device activated.
Dancing rays of light outlined the overall structure of the Imperial Glory and their current location.
Somewhere in the real world, a villa area.
Qian Donglai gasped for breath, suddenly sitting up in bed.
His vision was pitch black.
A line of golden text appeared in the darkness.
[5 hours remaining before game login is possible. Please wait patiently.]
[Insufficient Faith Points, cannot accelerate resurrection progress.]
Qian Donglai reached out, took off his helmet, and soft light entered his view.
"This game is way too damn real!!"
He went to the fridge, poured a glass of milk to calm his excited mood.
Then Qian Donglai walked to his study, sat in front of the computer, and saw the Warhammer Corporate Slaves group icon blinking constantly.
The group messages were increasing rapidly, hitting 99+ in no time.