Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 139 Looking for trouble
The scene was silent, no one spoke.

Qin Xia stared at Perturabo, the psychic light in his eyes gradually dissipating.

Perturabo shouldered Angron away from his arm.

Angron did not fight back, but looked at everything in front of him in a daze.

When Perturabo rushed towards Qin Xia just now, Angron had already realized what might happen, so he quickly pulled Perturabo, who was about to be trampled by the Titan, aside.

If I had hesitated just now, what would have happened to Perturabo...

Angron looked overhead.

The right leg of the God-Titan dangled over the top of the fortress, looking as if it was waiting for Perturabo to charge again before stepping down.

The God Titan weighs about 700 tons, so it is not impossible for it to crush a Primarch to death.

“Don’t pretend to be a good guy.” Perturabo glared at Angron, but did not continue to fight with Angron, nor did he pounce on Qin Xia. He just kept some distance from both of them.

Angron could sense that even though Perturabo said this, he felt a hint of gratitude in his heart.

It was not that Perturabo could not dodge the kick just now, but when he was about to avoid it, he felt that he was restrained by some invisible force.

If Angron hadn't rushed to his side and pulled him out, he would have really received a solid blow.

“Father,” Angron said softly after taking a breath, “did you just kill him?”

"When he put the gun barrel against your forehead and prepared to fire, were you prepared to kill you?" Qin Xia did not answer, but asked back.

When Angron heard this question, he nodded.

During the fight just now, he realized that Perturabo really wanted to kill him.

"So." Qin Xia spread his hands.

"You try to kill a Primarch?!" Perturabo walked towards Qin Xia.

Qin Xia now felt relieved.

In any case, the situation was not as urgent as before, where Angron might have met with misfortune if he had hesitated for a moment.

But now it's different.

"Yes, come to me." Qin Xia nodded, "I have a way to cure you."

Perturabo slowly approached Qin Xia, staring at him while being wary of the mysterious power that was invisible to the naked eye.

Qin Xia stood where he was and threw the medicine bottle at Perturabo.

The vial shattered against Perturabo's helmet, and the gas inside spread.

The helmet has the ability to isolate all harmful gases from the outside, but Perturabo still breathed in the gas with an indescribable smell. He could only attribute it to the mysterious power possessed by the wizard in front of him.

"Poison gas?" Perturabo continued. "You think..."

boom.

The Lord of Steel fell to the ground.

This time it was Qin Xia's turn to walk towards Perturabo. He used his psychic power to take off Perturabo's helmet, and not just make his helmet unable to block the anesthetic gas, a derivative of Nukeri flax medicine.

After taking off the helmet, Qin Xia held the protrusion on Perturabo's neck that was used to connect to the helmet with one hand, and slapped Perturabo on the head with the other hand: "I'll teach you a lesson! I'll teach you a lesson!"

The Iron Warriors standing in the open space all lowered their heads when they saw this scene.

"He attacked you." Kiel looked at Angron's face. "This is a serious Legion diplomatic incident. We should report this matter to the Imperial War Council. The War Council will handle this matter properly in the name of the Emperor."

"As if this is not enough trouble." Angron came up to Perturabo and placed his hand on his chest.

Primarch No. 12 now wants to figure out one thing, which is why Perturabo is doing all this?
Without his own talent, Angron felt that he would never be able to come up with the answer even if he racked his brains.

The emotions seemed to flow down Angron's arms and into his brain.

This time the absorption emotion was relatively peaceful.

But those emotions only helped Angron understand a person's thoughts. What could really answer his questions were the flashbacks he perceived from Perturabo that were similar to memories but not entirely memories.

It was like a surveillance video, with every emotion of Perturabo displayed like an instruction manual every second.

Perhaps it was because Perturabo was knocked unconscious by the anesthetic and his mind no longer resisted, or perhaps it was due to some other reasons. In any case, this time Angron was not driven insane by Perturabo's negative emotions, and he was able to feel and analyze them carefully.

Time goes back ten minutes.

Angron remembered that this was before he had first absorbed the memories of his strange brother by touching Perturabo.

At that time, Perturabo planned to just fight, but he was accidentally touched by Angron and absorbed the negative emotions.

Then Perturabo felt extremely relaxed and comfortable, as if his soul had been cleansed.

This kind of thing has happened before.

Angron recalled that after a war in Nuceria, he absorbed the negative emotions of a slave who fought for a slave owner. He found that the slave only hated him because of the slave owner's propaganda. After the other party's negative emotions were absorbed by him, the other party calmed down, thought, and finally expressed gratitude and the idea of ​​following him.

Normally it should be like this.

But after Perturabo's negative emotions were sucked away, he felt a little grateful, but more of it was vigilance and suspicion.

The Emperor had not said what Angron's abilities were when he came to Novsendak, so when Perturabo discovered that his brother could read his mind and influence his emotions, he suspected the Emperor had deliberately concealed Angron's abilities.

He even wondered if the Emperor thought that what he did was not good enough, so he sent someone who could control his emotions to manipulate him, causing him to completely lose himself and become a machine that only knew how to do his work.

But Perturabo did not completely agree with this. He felt that the Emperor would not do such a thing. That was not what the Emperor in his mind would do. So he suspected that Angron himself had not been honest with the Emperor and that Angron himself had ulterior motives.

Perturabo felt comfortable after the negative emotions were sucked away for the first time. He suddenly found that he might rely on this feeling. He was afraid that he would fall into Angron's trap and let this guy, who had no idea what he was thinking, control him unknowingly.

Therefore, he decided to take preemptive action to prevent himself from being turned into a slave controlled by Angron due to the kindness and spiritual comfort that were intended to exploit him.

"He was afraid that I would make him weak, he was afraid that I would influence him unconsciously, he liked the relaxed feeling, and then he decided to kill me!" Angron told Qin Xia everything he felt, "What kind of weirdo is this!" "For a person who is heavy-hearted but gloomy, your ability is the only salvation and antidote." Qin Xia looked down at Perturabo who was sleeping, "but this piece of steel is afraid of becoming soft and weak. I am not making excuses for him, I just want to say that this person does not deserve pity at all."

Angron nodded, no longer paying attention to Perturabo.

Now there is still one thing to deal with, which is the Iron Warriors present.

“What are you going to do?” Angron asked.

"We will choose to find a battlefield and fight until we die." The Iron Warrior whose shoulder armor was broken by Perturabo replied.

Angron thought about it and decided that this was not a good idea.

If these Iron Warriors stayed with Perturabo, they would most likely be killed. It would not be a good idea to go directly to the front line and die in battle. After all, those alien enemies were all bugs, and it would always be a loss to be killed by enemies that did not even have individual self-awareness.

“I have effectively banned you from Perturabo’s presence since I kicked your Primarch,” Angron said.

The Iron Warriors nodded.

Originally, they only needed to kill eleven people, and those who were still alive could continue to fight in the Fourth Legion.

That being said, it is not appropriate to kill a brother who you have been with day and night and have trusted with your life, and to use the most brutal method of bare-handed fighting.

"The 12th Legion will leave the defense line established by Perturabo and open up a second battlefield somewhere else on this planet." Angron extended his hand to the Iron Warriors in front of him. "You will come to me first. When this matter is over in the future, I will find a way to quietly send you back to the 4th Legion."

Hearing this, the Iron Warriors looked at each other.

In the end, the more than 600 people nodded, thinking that it would be great if they could help friendly forces. As for whether they would wait until the Father of Genes calmed down and then come back or would sneak back, that was a matter for the future.

"I thought you would be stubborn." Kil was a little confused when he saw all the Iron Warriors nodded.

In his impression, Iron Warriors were all very stubborn and cold.

Kiel had thought that these people would choose to be executed by the Gene Father.

"Not everyone is willing to serve a capricious tyrant." The Iron Warrior with broken shoulder armor said, "I am willing to die for the Fourth Legion because I am loyal to the Emperor. When my family on Terra was tortured to death by the warlord and I had no chance of revenge, it was the Emperor who gave me the power to transform and sublimate, so that I could eventually burn the warlord and his territory to ashes."

After hearing this, Kiel narrowed his eyes and began to think.

“Thank you for your willingness to help me,” Angron said to the Iron Warriors.

……

Orbital bombardment cleared a space around the ancient building complex on Novsendak V, and then the fleet teleported the army directly to the vicinity of the complex and began to clear the buildings and build defenses.

The more than 600 Iron Warriors who had been trapped in this ancient building complex were treated as guests of honor. They not only had the authority to lead the building clearing mission, but also had full command of the engineering troops to build the defense line.

When the defense line was being built, the God Titan stood in the center of the defense base, providing fire support to the Space Marines who intercepted the swarm of insects and covered the mortal engineering troops in building the defense line.

Qin Xia sat on the top armor of the Titan, staring blankly at the artillery fire from all directions.

"We shouldn't really kill Perturabo." Angron suddenly climbed onto the Titan with his bare hands and sat down in front of Qin Xia. "The two legions would then fight each other, and we would be at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. I don't know why there are so many Iron Warriors."

"I was very anxious at the time." Qin Xia responded calmly, "I couldn't think so much."

Angron thought for a moment and whispered, "In my impression, my adoptive father is a rational man..."

Qin Xia suddenly turned to look at Angron, looking a little excited: "Your impression of me is correct, that's right. I also thought I was rational, but later I found out that it was because I had no parents, no brothers or sisters, no one who cared about me and no one I cared about. No one's danger would make me lose my rationality, but later I had people who cared about me and no one I cared about."

"Back then in the arena, my concern and protection for you was not only because I always felt that I was born with a conscience and a sense of justice, but also because I really cared about you, and I could feel the care from you."

As he spoke, Qin Xia suddenly recalled some past events.

Not the events of the fortieth millennium, but those of earlier times.

Things before he came to this damn universe.

He used the money he earned from studying difficult scientific research problems to start a company and bought an entire floor in an office building. Since he grew up in a crowded dormitory in an orphanage, he had a deep obsession with oversized bedrooms, so he partitioned off a hundred square meters on that floor to use as a bedroom.

At night, lying on the big bed that is several meters wide and long, looking up at the pure gold chandelier, I thought it didn’t matter if there was not a single number in the family and friends category in the address book.

"That cave was packed with people, and even the air smelled of sweat, but I didn't feel crowded at all." Qin Xia recalled the past and compared it with the present, "That atmosphere of sharing life and death allowed me to establish a relationship with you that was deeper than just friendship."

Angron nodded, for he felt the same way.

"Before the Emperor came, I didn't think you would regard me as your adoptive father." Qin Xia said suddenly, "Because I thought I just taught you a few things, and then we fought side by side, and your brothers and sisters also fought side by side with you and shared life and death."

"I don't think I'm very good at educating and raising a child. Some of the things I taught you were just my impromptu ideas, or the knowledge I gained from studying psychology that controls people's hearts."

"A long time ago, I was still wondering when I would find my parents. How come I suddenly became a father?"

Angron listened to Qin Xia's words, which sounded like a confession but also like a complaint, in silence until he finished.

Then both of them were silent for a few seconds.

Angron suddenly spoke up: "I regard you as my adoptive father not because you can teach me anything. I am different from my hateful brother named Perturabo. His descendants say that Perturabo was born knowing how to build defenses and make weapons of mass destruction, but I was born with an empty brain. I know nothing and I can do nothing."

"I don't have any special abilities except that I'm bigger than the average kid, so you could say I had a childhood."

"What a child needs most is not to be taught how to make a cannon, how to command an army, or how to kill people..."

"What a child needs is protection and support. He needs someone to protect him through a vulnerable period. This is more important than anything else."

"If you were not in Nuceria, would it be possible for my brothers and sisters and I to fight our way out of the arena and immediately take a completely safe place, recuperate and grow stronger, so that I could get through that vulnerable period of my childhood?"

After saying this, Angron waited for Qin Xia's answer.

Qin Xia did not answer, because Angron obviously knew the answer. He had reviewed the Nuceria uprising war many times and did not need his adoptive father to help him confirm something he had already confirmed.

"Father, I'm not here to talk about Perturabo because I think you did something wrong or anything." Angron stood up, blocking the extremely hot sunlight of Novsendak. "Although I saved Perturabo at the last minute, I think if he had ridden on you and beaten you, I would have wanted to kill him too. If something similar happened, I think you would have spared Perturabo's life like I did. One of us must be rational."

Qin Xia thought about it and said calmly: "He is a Primarch after all. It's not that easy to kill him."

Thanks to Rou Bodhisattva and Chanshu for the rewards, and thanks to my brothers for the monthly tickets and rewards. Thank you very much. This chapter has 4,300 words.
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