Since he was here, he'd thoroughly beat up these bugs, and uncover all their secrets.
He wouldn't believe he couldn't find out what the Tyranids were up to by turning Octarius upside down!
"In that case, we need a detailed plan. Master, we must not expose ourselves—this is a guerrilla war and an intelligence war. If we show our cards first, the enemy will gain the advantage," said filas.
As Rhodes' top advisor, he had to ensure this. They were in the shadows; the Tyranids in the light, so their advantage must be exploited.
"I know. This ti, the Tyranids won't notice a thing," Rhodes said.
The Tyranids' intel wasn't as quick as his. Their movent was slow; Tartarus' portals let Rhodes outmaneuver them, and superpowers weren't detectable by psychic ans.
"Master, the planet below is almost out of nutrients—the Tyranids have eaten most of it.
If we want to breed more Orks here, it'll take a long ti," Tartarus observed.
The planet had been squeezed dry—even before the Tyranids, the Orks had bled it nearly dry.
"Tartarus, if you can reverse ti for that Necron, can you do it for this planet?" Rhodes asked.
"Master, you really think highly of , but I can't do that," Tartarus replied.
Reversing ti would an restoring the entire ecosystem—a hundred tis harder than destroying a planet.
He could restore AsanethAyu's ti because she'd slept for sixty million years—she had no concept of ti.
And she was a re mortal. But this was a whole planet!
Hearing this, Rhodes was a bit disappointed—Tartarus wasn't omnipotent after all. Even an ultimate being couldn't rewind a planet's tiline.
Necron tech could manipulate ti across a star system, but only to speed up or slow ti—not reverse a planet to its state millennia ago.
"Master, while I can't restore the planet to perfection, I can accelerate ti—what would take months or half a year to breed Orks can be done in hours," Tartarus said.
"I can do that too," Rhodes said.
Last ti, with the Necrons, Rhodes and the goddess of life, Isha, used ti acceleration to let his cosmic beast quickly devour a red giant.
"That's different, Master. You need to save your power for the Tyranids! If you use psychic power to accelerate the planet, the Tyranids will sense it. But my power is different—I use ti manipulation," Tartarus said.
"Tartalos is right. Your psychic power could speed up the planet, but the energy waves would alert the Tyranids—especially the node creatures and Norn Queens, who are strong psykers," filas said.
"In that case, you handle it, Tartarus. Accelerate ti and raise an Ork army as quickly as possible," Rhodes ordered.
"Leave it to , Master! My power can't be detected by any being in this universe," Tartarus said, then enveloped the planet in a golden barrier and began accelerating ti.
A few hours outside passed, but months went by on the planet.
Within those months, a hundred million Orks grew, draining the planet's last nutrients.
anwhile, Zett brought another fifty million Orks.
"All done, Master. This planet needs ti to recover now," Tartarus reported.
Now, they had two hundred million Orks, with another hundred million in Rhodes' base.
"Good. Organize 50 million Orks per warband, each led by the strongest Ork warlord, and attack nearby planets.
For every planet we take, we wipe out all Orks and Tyranids!" Rhodes commanded.
"Lord Rhodes, ordinary Ork warlords may not match the Hive Tyrants—especially if there are many Hive Tyrants," filas said.
Splitting into four groups maximized efficiency, but there was a problem: without super-beast warlord Gromm Hellroar's leadership, regular warlords might not be a match for Hive Tyrants, even with so super-beast blood.
"I've thought of that. filas, did you forget your superpower? You can enlarge a being proportionally—make them 40 ters tall. No special abilities, but they beco giant lifeforms," Rhodes said.
With his power maxed out, filas could turn an Ork warlord into a 40-ter giant.
Not as strong as a true super being, but stomping Hive Tyrants would be easy.
"But Master, that would imdiately tip off the Tyranids—only you and Chaos have this enlargent ability now," filas said.
"I've considered that. Let's not make them 40 ters—make them 10 ters. How about that?" Rhodes said.
"Even 10 ters is risky! We must make sure the Tyranids don't notice. So, with my power and yours, we can boost tens of thousands of Ork bosses to 5 ters—equal to warlords in size and strength.
And since it's only double their size, it won't drain us much, and the effect will last for days.
I estimate they'll maintain warlord size for at least three days—no risk of Tyranid detection," filas advised.
"Let's do it your way," Rhodes agreed.
The Ork army was split into four groups, each with all their bosses and warlords, then Rhodes and filas boosted them all to five-ter warlord size, weapons included.
Once the bosses were enhanced, Tartarus opened four portals to send them each to a nearby planet.
Rhodes and filas struck separately, using their powers to crush Tyranid ships and hives from the shadows.
The Tyranids noticed sothing off—a mysterious Ork fleet was attacking, destroying many hive ships collecting biomass.
These well-fed, fat hive ships all beca Rhodes' system points—each one worth tens of thousands.
"WAAAGH!" The Orks' war cry echoed across the Octarius sector. Within days—
All the local Ork forces knew the Tyranids were under attack, and the attackers were a strange Ork clan.
These Orks seed from another tribe—taller, stronger, more WAAAGH! In Ork eyes, that was perfect.
Rhodes led his Ork army to raid more than a dozen Tyranid-occupied Ork worlds, rescuing countless Orks.
This ti, Rhodes didn't slaughter the locals, but instead spread Gromm Hellroar's legend.
With more recognition, Gromm Hellroar's WAAAGH! energy grew stronger.
"Master! I have sothing to report—a Big k here made a strange crown that can control Tyranids," Gromm Hellroar said.
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