Of course, if Harkya Bloodaxe could have anticipated this shrimp's intentions beforehand, he would have absolutely regretted not committing suicide earlier to immediately return to the side of Gork and Mork.
Because what happened next was the ultimate insult to every Ork.
Adam calmly took a step forward. Harkya, who had intended to continue his counterattack, found his body as if trapped in amber, unable to move a muscle. It was as if the air had turned into some high-strength alloy, casting him completely inside it.
At this moment, Harkya finally understood.
It turned out that the things described by those Greenskin Boys who had fled back earlier were actually true.
That previous Ork Boss probably died this way too, didn't he?
Adam walked slowly up to him, reached out with both hands, and choked Harkya's neck.
The contrast in their sizes made this action look exceptionally ridiculous.
It was like a dwarf choking a giant's neck; the intuitive sense of strength was completely reversed, appearing particularly comical.
But the Orks below stared blankly at the scene, watching the Warboss, whom they had always perceived as invincible and ever-victorious, being choked by a mere ordinary shrimp like a helpless Squig.
Of course, what they didn't expect was...
This wasn't over yet.
Something even more shocking was yet to come.
With a flicker in his eyes, Adam activated his Reality Warping Ability with all his heart, his will and concentration reaching their peak at this moment.
The invisible Reality Warping Ability seeped into every inch of Harkya Bloodaxe's skin, every cell, and every bone until it had completely permeated him.
The WAAAGH Force Field, which could originally offer some resistance to the Reality Warping Ability, was useless now. Before the more powerful Level 3 Reality Warping Ability, it was easily suppressed and rendered non-existent.
Therefore, nothing else could stop Adam's actions now.
"What is this?"
Harkya struggled with difficulty, despair showing in his eyes.
He could feel the explosive power in his muscles and the physique that all Orks envied undergoing an incredible regression.
No, it wasn't regression; it was warping.
—Forcibly warping one form into another.
His body was shrinking, his height decreasing, his muscles vanishing; his frame, bones, and everything else were being completely remodeled. His originally three-meter-tall gargantuan body deflated rapidly like a punctured ball.
Ultimately, his size kept shrinking and shrinking until the original size difference between the two was completely reversed.
Now, having become a "dwarf," Harkya was held by Adam like a small pet, suspended in the air.
Harkya looked down blankly and could see his current body—shriveled, weak, and hideously deformed.
That wasn't his body.
That was... the body of a Gretchin!
"I.. em Harkya..."
In that instant, he realized a desperate fact.
The current Harkya Bloodaxe was no longer a proud and powerful Ork Warboss, but a... Gretchin!
Below the massive Ancient Gargant mecha, all the Greenskin Boys who witnessed this scene fell into a complete silence, feeling only a sense of suffocation.
Gretchins, also known as grots, are a small subspecies of Orks.
They are often timid, cowardly, and cunning, completely looked down upon by the Orks. Their status in Ork society is like that of slaves; they are emergency rations, living shields, or sandbags used for beating to relieve boredom.
But now, their Ork Warboss had actually been forcibly turned into a Gretchin by this shrimp using some kind of sorcery!
Many Greenskins rubbed their eyes vigorously, seemingly wanting to see more clearly, but they could only despairingly accept this fact.
When Adam indifferently cast his gaze downward, many Greenskin Boys—far from daring to look him in the eye—were so terrified when that seemingly physical gaze swept over them that they wept and crawled, wanting only to get away from his stare.
It was too terrifying!
No Ork wanted to be the next unlucky bastard to be turned into a Gretchin!
Orks are indeed a warrior race that knows no fear.
Sometimes, they tend to get more excited as they fight, using their fanatical battle intent to make other races in the Milky Way understand what true war is.
Death can never stop the Orks. The more severe the casualties they suffer, the more excited the war-loving Greenskins become, because it means they've encountered a worthy opponent.
In the future, the fanatical Orks would even force the predators from outside the galaxy, the tyranids who love swarm tactics, to resort to decapitation strikes.
But at this moment, the Greenskin Boys realized clearly that there is a difference between deaths.
Being killed by a strong enemy in a hearty battle brings a sense of exhilaration; but being turned into a pitiful, weak Gretchin and then casually choked to death by a shrimp—that is the ultimate horror.
"No way, I gotta leg it!"
"No, don't turn me into a Gretchin!"
"Run! We're beaten, we're beaten!"
In that instant, Adam's figure was deeply etched into the hearts of all the Greenskin Boys who witnessed this scene.
If they managed to survive and didn't return to Gork and Mork, this scene would become a shadow that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.
"Let me see, who else wants to be the next Gretchin?"
With a kind smile on his face, Adam looked around.
He casually choked to death the now useless and completely despondent Harkya Bloodaxe, tossing the corpse aside without a second thought.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Orks completely broke down.
All discipline and battle intent vanished without a trace.
To save their lives, they even abandoned all their Trukks, Ork tanks, and battle fortresses. They left behind the big shootas and big choppas they once cherished as much as their lives, stripped off the armor they were once proud of, and began to flee in all directions.
"Ha, easy peasy."
Adam smiled slightly, clearly not surprised by this outcome.
At this time, he turned slightly and cast his gaze toward the spot where Harkya had just died.
What came into view was a pale white orb of light floating in mid-air, pulsating rhythmically.
Just now, at the moment when all the Greenskins' mindsets collapsed and the originally stable WAAAGH Force Field could no longer be sustained.
Adam immediately used his Reality Warping Ability to intercept the entire WAAAGH Force Field.
This originally invisible and intangible WAAAGH Force Field was forcibly given a concrete form by his Reality Warping Ability, making it something that could be utilized and touched.
Adam slowly reached out toward the orb of light.
"Now, let's see just how this thing can help me."