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Chapter 917 Butcher's Nail vs. the Hulk

With Emperor, who was willing to take another gamble, Yan Xu knew he had it in the bag. The Warhammer Universe was now in his grasp, adding a significant advantage to the upcoming creation gamble.

However, it is normal for the Emperor to make such a choice, because he is gradually becoming the greatest threat to the human empire. When he completely transforms into a god-emperor and ascends to the warp, it will be the time when the human empire is destroyed. To put it bluntly, he will be the next Slaanesh and Eldar empire.

Slaanesh is the product of countless years of chaos caused by the Eldar, while the Emperor is the product of endless war and despair within the human empire. Therefore, once he ascends to a higher dimension, the consequences will be far more severe than the birth of Slaanesh.

The physical universe is already scarred and may not be able to withstand the destruction caused by the Emperor's dimensional ascension. When the physical universe collapses and is completely swallowed by the warp, no one knows what the Warhammer universe will become. Perhaps it will become another strange sea.

Simply put, humanity won't even be able to survive like the Eldar, so the Emperor decided to go all in and gamble again, because even someone as powerful as him had no other choice.

While Yan Xu was making a deal with the Emperor, the Hulk Legion, which was the first to enter the battlefield, was brutally attacked by the rebels, the World Eaters, and the Khorne Demons. The most seriously injured dozens of them even had their Terminator power armor shattered. Just when they were about to die, they roared and miraculously grew bigger and greener, as if they had collectively transformed into green-skinned war bosses.

The Devourer of Worlds, engrossed in the battle, stared blankly at the dozens of massive, mountain-like Hulks, and then nothing more happened.

In fact, the Hulk Band's gene seed also has a flaw: it loses its sanity after exceeding a certain threshold. However, this also means that the original limitations have been broken.

The tenfold increase was never the limit of the Hulk band, but rather the limit of the safety threshold. After being liberated, their height increased from 2.5 meters to 3 or 4 meters, and their bulging muscles contained infinite power. Every punch they threw was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air. The World Eaters that were closest to them were the first to suffer and were instantly shattered.

Whether it's the terracotta power armor or the mutated flesh, under pure violence, they are as tender as tofu.

The surrounding Devourers immediately retaliated, but the powerful bombs were deflected by the Hulk's pectoral muscles, which were thicker than the frontal armor of a tank. Then, a hand larger than a pot lid slammed down, instantly denting and deforming the terracotta power armor. The warrior inside didn't even have time to scream before turning into a pool of blood and flesh.

Khorne, who had previously only spared a little attention to this place, suddenly widened his eyes and began to get restless, because this was the kind of warrior he wanted—pure and violent.

However, Khorne's backside did not ultimately leave the Brass Throne. Instead, he sent his demon prince, the corrupted Primarch Angron, or rather, Andron the Butcher's Nail, to seduce the members of the Hulk Chapter into corruption.

"Let them taste the joy of unleashing their true nature, let them become the most valiant warriors under my command!" Khorne roared at Angron, who stared blankly as if he had no brains.

Then this big, dumbfounded man, whose brain was occupied by nails, nodded blankly and led his most elite Khorne demons to that unfortunate planet.

Before Angron even ascended to the Primarch, he had already given up using his brain to think, lowering the Primarch's overall intelligence threshold. After ascending, he became the vessel or mount of the Butcher's Nail.

Khorne needed valiant warriors, not just bloodthirsty beasts, the latter of whom were not worth his time and effort. Therefore, he attempted to remove Butcher's Nail.

The good news is that he succeeded; the bad news is that he got a useless person.

Without the Butcher's Nail, Angron seemed to have burned out, wanting nothing more than to lie down and wait to die. Even Khorne couldn't stand his listless state, so he had no choice but to put the nail back on him. A bloodthirsty beast was better than a piece of trash, and he couldn't let this investment go to waste.

Actually, this can't be blamed on Angron. Suffering from the Butcher's Nail, his intelligence was permanently damaged from the moment the nail was driven in. With his brain damaged, how could he not be mentally impaired? This led to even the Emperor not liking this unqualified tool.

After ascending to demonic possession, although his life essence improved, Khorne's power made the Fallen more irritable, bloodthirsty, and violent, rendering the already enraged Angron completely useless. This is why Khorne attempted to remove the Butcher's Spike to mitigate its effects, but unfortunately, he failed. In this state, Angron understood the concepts of seduction and corruption, and immediately led the charge.

Facing an even more powerful enemy, the dozens of Hulks showed no fear. With a roar, they charged towards the Khorne demons led by Angron.

The Hulk's strength allows Dr. Chick to dismantle tanks with his bare hands. This level of amplification, even if weakened many times over, would still be extremely terrifying on a Space Marine. Everything around them would seem as fragile as bubbles. When dozens of them charge together, the earth cracks. Their earth-shattering momentum is enough to make anyone lose their will to fight, except for the brainless.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, Angron revealed a cruel smile. Instead of retreating, he advanced, swinging his chainsaw axe directly at the Hulk's chest.

The legendary chainsaw axe struck the Hulk's bulging muscles, producing a tremendous metallic clang. Although it cut through the flesh, it became stuck in the bone. As the enraged Hulk's green blood splattered, he grabbed the handle of the chainsaw axe. The immense force startled Angron, who was then punched in the face. His metal braids vibrated, and the skull ornaments embedded in them instantly flew off.

Angron's massive body was forced back by the punch, each step leaving a deep crater in the ground, with fragments of shattered rock still remaining at the bottom.

"Roar!" Angron suddenly raised his head, the crimson in his eyes growing even more intense. Black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and dripped down his chin, making a sizzling sound as it hit the ground. He was clearly even more enraged.

Angron abruptly flung away the chainsaw axe handle that the Hulk had grabbed, and with his other hand drew the black runic greatsword from his waist, severely wounding the Hulk with a single strike. This weapon was clearly more powerful and deadly.

A large amount of green blood gushed from the wound, but the Hulk only let out an angry roar, and with a sudden burst of strength, he pulled Angron over and punched him in the face again.

While one Hulk was locked in combat with Angron, the other Hulks were not idle either. They rushed forward, like raging beasts, launching a fierce attack on the Khorne demon and the remaining World Eaters.

A Khorne demon attempted to tear the Hulk's throat apart with its claws, but the Hulk suddenly lowered its head and slammed its forehead into the demon's face, instantly shattering the demon's skull and splattering brain matter and blood everywhere.

Another Hulk grabbed a World Eater's chainsaw axe, crushed it into a lump of scrap metal, and then punched the World Eater's chest flat.

As Angron watched his men fall one by one, his anger grew even stronger. With a leaping slash, he almost cleaved the Hulk, who was clinging to him, in two. Even the Hulk's amazing regenerative abilities had to be slowed down.

After catching their breath and replenishing their ammunition, the Hulk band rushed forward to take over the battle against the World Eater and the Khorne Demon, freeing up dozens of Hulks to deal with Angron. As a result, he was in trouble.

When Angron got serious, he could easily take down one Hulk. Taking down dozens of them would be giving him too much credit. In the blink of an eye, he was buried under a green, muscular mountain. Then came the circle kick, the Heaven and Earth Return, the Egg-Exploding Punch, and so on. His dreadlocks were all pulled out.

This thing was a butcher's nail; one end was deep into the brain, and it was entangled with nerves. Pulling it out forcefully was incredibly painful. Even Angron, who had ascended to the status of a demon prince, couldn't withstand it. After it was all pulled out, his head was riddled with holes, and brain matter was oozing out. The entire city was stunned. (Aba aba)
"Such a weak Primarch."

Upon hearing the Hulk's assessment, Khorne, who was in the Warp, was speechless.

Slaanesh was the first to laugh, showing off by sending out his chosen ones, followed by Tzeentch and Nurgle. Since this guy beats up everyone he sees, no one would miss the chance to humiliate him.

(End of this chapter)