Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 118: The High Knight's Divine Lord
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As those outside Nusa were preparing for war, the High Knights on Nusa were also preparing.

They discovered a strange fleet entering the galaxy, and some high knights with ancient reconnaissance equipment saw with their own eyes that the people in that fleet were heading for loyalty to Angron.

It is a matter of time before Nusa II faces an attack, this is the consensus of the High Knights.

So hundreds of high knights and the family's guards gathered in the hall of a magnificent ancient building to discuss the next countermeasures.

The high knights sat around a huge long table.

Sitting at the end of the long table was a god.

The god-lord of the high knights.

On Nuceria, the title of God-King is used to describe a monarch who is kind and has made great achievements, so the high knights from Nuceria also call the man who rescued them to Nu Saturn the God-King.

The Lord of God is also a tall knight, wearing ancient armor, with no part of his body exposed outside the armor.

He sat majestically on the throne, his deep gaze scanning everyone along the crimson light in the eyes of his helmet.

The golden armor gleamed under the gorgeous chandelier.

"Thank you again, my Lord."

A tall knight who had arrived at Nusa Tenerife from Nuceria just a few days ago stood up and saluted the God-King.

"I praise your wisdom. It is because of your wisdom that you came here when none of us had any interest in Nu Saturn and discovered the transmission device here."

"Praise your mercy. It is because of your mercy that we are saved from falling into the abyss of destruction on Nu Star like all the families that failed to evacuate there."

The High Knight's words were not very nice, but they were sincere enough.

"You're welcome." said the tall knight who was revered as the Lord of God.

His voice entered every pair of ears, sounding a little dull and a little familiar.

The generals of the Royal Guards present still had worried expressions, but the other high knights no longer looked worried.

Calculation, cunning, hypocrisy...all kinds of emotions were revealed in their expressions and eyes.

The Tall Knights exchanged glances.

As if some kind of device was activated, after everyone exchanged glances, a tall and fat knight stood up.

"Sir, I don't know who you are, so I don't know if you remember me. I am the current patriarch of the Tark family." The fat tall knight saluted respectfully, and then asked more respectfully, "We have been in Nu Wei for some time, but we have not been able to see your face... May I ask if we have this honor at this moment?"

The High Knights have always doubted the identity of the man who saved them.

No one had any impression of the noble surname the other party claimed to have, and no one remembered that there was such a person.

The appearance of this Divine Lord High Knight was quite abrupt.

When the current head of House Tark sat down, the other high knights cast their eyes toward the so-called God-King in their minds.

There is a strong tendency of persecution.

"Why do you have to see my face?" The Divine Lord said with a slightly dissatisfied tone, "You are not the first person who has the audacity to ask to see my face."

“In these difficult times, we should be honest with each other,” said the current chief of the Tark tribe.

The tall knights all nodded.

When someone was about to stand up and speak, the God took off his helmet.

A cold, expressionless handsome face that looked a little old.

The High Knights had never seen this face.

"What an honor! We have the privilege to see your face!" The current patriarch of the Tark family immediately saluted.

The Lord put on his helmet in silence. "The oxygen on Nusa is different from that on Nusa. I won't feel anxious unless I breathe the air on Nusa. So I have to always wear a helmet with an independent air circulation system."

The tall knights had nothing more to do at this point, and they all behaved themselves.

The God started to talk about business.

"I guess the attack will come soon."

"The guards you brought with you number nearly 100,000. They are not many in number, but they are the most loyal and capable of fighting."

"Nu has equipment that can intercept orbital bombardment."

“But it’s not enough.”

The God raised his hand and pointed at everyone.

"You all have to join the battle as soldiers." "Soldiers, meaning you are equivalent to warriors who can be deployed at will, not generals. You don't have that ability. Both I and you know this very well."

The words fell.

Everyone was silent for a minute until someone spoke.

"I'm sorry, Savior. Since you know that we don't have the ability to be generals, you should also know that we are not suitable to be soldiers anyway."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone nodded in agreement.

That's a euphemism.

The High Knights have now realized their own incompetence. They neither want nor dare to join the ensuing war as a combat unit.

"I know that." The Lord nodded, "But I know even more clearly that all of you will do as I say."

The tall knights looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

The God stood up from his throne, turned around, and walked to the tactical hologram.

He turned his back to everyone and stretched out his hand to gesture on the holographic image, adjusting the defense deployment plan for Nu Saturn.

Suddenly, the God felt itchy on his back, so he reached out and scratched it a few times.

Everyone looked at the Lord's back and the plan diagram.

Sudden--

The armor on the back of the golden armor dropped, revealing a transparent container deeply embedded in the abdominal cavity.

In a transparent container, a human head is floating inside.

"Clang clang!!"

"Surprise! Bastards!"

All the high knights were shaking violently with fear.

Because the human head in the transparent container is the head of the previous patriarch of the Tark family, the cruel mad king.

"Mad King!" A tall knight fell to the ground in fear.

There was still a ferocious and crazy expression on Turk's face, but it looked even crazier and more ferocious in the current situation.

"Previous story!"

Tark's expression was exaggerated, his eyes were fierce, but he had a smile on his face.

"You idiots, you all participated in the siege of Desia, and you watched me detonate the ancient bomb and perish with you..."

"You were teleported away by a bastard with teleportation abilities..."

"And... then you thought I was dead?"

Looking at the current patriarch of the Tark family, the Mad King smiled grimly.

"Hahahahaha!"

"You think I'm dead?"

"No, I came to Nusa, and I observed everything in that abominable hell!"

The high knights immediately prepared for battle, but they only had this thought without being responded to by their bodies.

Everyone knelt down strangely and kowtowed to Tark.

But obviously not everyone does this voluntarily.

"Remember? You were injected with a drug when you came to Nusaur?"

The Mad King stared at everyone.

"The medicine I found on Nu Saturn can make people extremely obedient."

"I'll feed you the rest."

"They're going to attack soon, and then I'm going to make you watch as you fight and die for..."

The Mad King hesitated for a moment, and the smile on his face became even more crazy.

"for me."

(End of this chapter)