"Rest assured, Master! I'll clear all Tyranids from Octarius. I'll also slowly purge the local orks—the land will run with my bloodline, my sons." Gromm promised.
His super-beast orkoid bloodline was precious—his sons bigger, stronger, more WAAAGH!
Ordinary orks worship Gork and Mork above all else. Whatever happens, they say it's Gork and Mork's will.
But his own bloodline would say: "The great Gromm led us!"
The ultimate idol for all orks would become Gromm, not those two so-called gods.
After his coronation, all orks would see him as Gork and Mork's chosen, but Gromm didn't recognize those gods. He believed he was the only one worthy of being the orks' new god.
"As long as you understand. You can send them to attack the Imperium—target my territory, pick an outlying world, and I'll have my people fight them." Rhodes instructed.
These defected orks were gold mines in system coins—couldn't waste them! Send them to his territory, let Blackheart Huron and Mefilas deploy to take them out—earning system coins, training new Space Marines, and helping Gromm purge rivals.
Let the greenies enjoy a glorious final WAAAGH before death.
As for whether his marines could win, that wasn't a problem—his gene-sons were all as tough as the old Custodes, with berserker transformations even stronger than them.
Let the orks die happy, and the system would convert their corpses to coins—no chance to infect the planet.
"A great idea, Master! Once I control Octarius, I'll organize the local orks for a great crusade—targeting your realm." Gromm agreed.
"Soon, I'll launch the Unyielding Crusade—the first stage is reclaiming lost Imperial worlds. You can send ork crusaders then; I'll lead the army against them." Rhodes said.
Billions of orks—his territory couldn't possibly take them all. So during the crusade, he'd have to wipe out more orks.
Gromm and Rhodes discussed more details, then Gromm left Rhodes' ship to organize the orks for battle—time to purge Octarius of all Tyranids.
"Master, you can't let him so easily purge all rivals and fill the world with his super-beast sons." Mefilas cautioned.
"First, Gromm isn't truly ours—he's under kaiju control by Zett. You beat him, but it's a forced control, not system-based—you can't fully trust him.
Second, if all green orks are replaced by his bloodline, he becomes their sole idol.
Originally, green orks' worship was enough to birth two ork gods. If the new super-beast orks birth a god, imagine how strong it would be?"
He'd learned a lot this year—the two ork gods were each as strong as the Aeldari war god Kaela Mensha Khaine. Together, they could face a Chaos God; maybe not win, but not be destroyed.
Another rumor claimed Gork and Mork could kill a Chaos God if they joined forces. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
If all orks became super-beasts, the two gods would lose their worshippers. The new orks would worship Gromm.
Gromm already had powerful psychic might; his soul could manifest in the Warp, and with a super-beast body could house a god's soul.
He'd become a god stronger than the two current ork gods—at least Chaos God level.
And as a being of that level, he'd break free of Battlenizer. Zett's kaiju were generally low-intelligence and low-soul strength.
As a true god, Gromm'd break the Battlenizer.
With enough ork faith, his WAAAGH power could break all limits and let him break free outright.
Ork WAAAGH fields are simply too OP—directly altering reality, growing in power with their numbers. It's hard to see how the Old Ones that created them ever lost.
Gromm is a super-beast, and ork bloodlines evolve madly—no one can guarantee his sons won't evolve into super-beasts, dozens of meters tall.
If even a few bosses or warlords evolved, it could become a huge threat to the master.
"You're right—the orks' special abilities are indeed OP. I can't be careless." Rhodes stroked his chin.
Mefilas was right—Gromm couldn't be 100% trusted! Rhodes had seen the WAAAGH's reality-warping power firsthand, and even considered killing Gromm immediately.
"Should we just kill him now?"
"Not yet, Master! That's just the worst-case scenario.
Instead, we can limit him—he'll want to wipe out all native orks and replace them with his bloodline.
You need to support a rival ork warlord—so long as the native orks aren't wiped out, Gromm will focus on fighting them and remain loyal to you.
You need time, and you have infinite possibilities. Maybe the system shop will offer a way to control him fully in the future."
"Agreed. After my son is born, and I finish off the C'tan, I'll handle this. For now, you and Zett watch him—if Gromm acts out, report immediately." Rhodes ordered.
The best native rival would be Ghazghkull Thraka, but without kaiju powers he'd never match Gromm. If given kaiju power, Gromm would instantly recognize it.
For now, Rhodes could only hope the high-level system shop would give him some good draws!
"Don't worry, Master! I'll keep an eye on him."
Rhodes nodded, gave Mefilas more orders, then left with Tartarus for Holy Terra, ending the Octarius campaign.