Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 210 Artifact
The prophet was establishing a soul connection with the Eldar warrior and observing Qin Xia.

Qin Xia also observed the prophet.

At the same time, he could also hear the message the prophet transmitted to the Eldar warrior.

"Accept your fate."

"Your fate ends here."

This is what the prophet said to the warrior.

Qin Xia understood what this meant. The fate of the Eldar warrior in front of him was to end in this world. The prophet had already predicted the fate of this Eldar warrior.

Every Eldar warrior who came to assassinate Angron had the same fate, because they would be killed, so they were arranged to try their luck.

But the problem is, if those idiots from the Thuntar Ark World hadn't come here to cause trouble, why would this Eldar warrior have died here?

Perhaps this is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

"If it weren't for your ridiculous prophecy, they wouldn't have ended here." Qin Xia communicated with the prophet using psychic power.

"The prophecy will reveal fate, and only by revealing fate can fate be changed." The prophet said, "The human race is unwilling to accept the fate of being destroyed, so you struggle. The Tuentar Ark is also unwilling to accept the fate of being destroyed, so we also struggle."

After a brief exchange between Qin Xia and the Prophet, both fell silent as the two began a psychic wrestling match.

Qin Xia tried to find the prophet by following the connection established between the prophet and the warrior.

The prophet tried to stop Qin Xia, and even let his psychic energy backfire on Qin Xia, causing Qin Xia's psychic energy to overload and lose control, directly killing Angron who was present.

This is also a prophecy, and the actions taken after the prophecy.

The prophet saw that the warrior's soul would be infiltrated by Qin Xia before his death, so he chose to follow Qin Xia's thoughts and directly engage in psychic wrestling with Qin Xia, and let Qin Xia die in this soul infiltration.

The Prophet prepared a lot for this.

An ancient ancestral relic used by the more powerful Prophets of the Craftworld.

Some powerful psionic technological creations.

and help from other colleagues.

The prophet knelt on the ground, releasing his abilities as a conductor of psychic energy. At the same time, other prophets knelt behind him, holding various creations and exerting their respective abilities.

"Your Tuentar Ark World is really rich in prophets." Qin Xia said.

In Qin Xia's psychic vision, he saw the soul projection shining in the subspace.

The brightness of those soul projections is not even comparable to that of ordinary psychics among the human race. However, as prophets with powerful psychic talents among the Eldar, a race with strong psychic talents, the light of their projections must not be so dim.

It was simply because the Prophet used a device to conceal the soul projection in order to avoid attracting the attention and harassment of malicious beings in the warp.

The other side comes prepared.

Anyone else was wrestling with the Eldar prophets at this time, even the Primarch Magnus who was the best at psychic powers would suffer some loss.

The aliens were too well prepared.

This is a trap specially built for psychics because they have the advantage of foresight, and it is only designed to deal with Qin Xia, the most powerful psychic around Angron who is already known to the Thuntar Ark World.

But Qin Xia was not completely unprepared for all this. He dared to establish psychic connection without leaving any backup means, and did not retreat after discovering that the other party had set a trap, which showed that he had something to rely on.

The prophets searched for Qin Xia's soul projection.

Just as demons need to find soul projections first if they want to influence psychics, prophets also need to find soul projections if they want to directly influence Qin Xia.

Because soul projection is a channel for a creature whose soul is in a real body in the real universe to connect and influence the subspace, a spiritual space.

The prophets' ideas were not wrong, and generally speaking they were a sure thing, but...

Qin Xia has no soul projection. If he does not dive deep into the warp and his soul does not separate from his body and enter the warp, he will be invisible to warp creatures or other psychics.

All the means prepared by the prophet were ineffective because he could not find Qin Xia's soul. Instead, Qin Xia targeted the soul projection and exerted influence on it.

After a moment, the prophet trembled all over and stood up suddenly.

Its colleagues who were assisting it stood up hurriedly and observed the prophet's situation.

The prophet's eyes were emitting white light, his expression was terrified, and he looked up at the sky.

It has been turned into a living beacon by Qin Xia, and any creature that has contact with it will be accurately identified in Qin Xia's psychic vision.

"Done." Qin Xia opened his eyes and stood up under the puzzled gazes of the primarchs.

Psychic light appeared in Qin Xia's right eye, which was a sign that psychic vision was being used.

In the psychic vision, the entire planet was extremely clear, and the location of the Eldar was also revealed.

They are constantly moved by a psychic creation, sometimes entering reality, sometimes entering the gap between the warp and reality, which is why they are difficult to find.

"How many of them are there?" Fulgrim asked. "Not many." Qin Xia looked at Angron, "Only a few of us are needed to deal with them. Unless we can find a way to reach the Thuntar Craft World through these Eldar xenos, we won't need too many."

Angron nodded, thinking about taking the Blood Drinker Guards with him and following his father to destroy the Eldar aliens' temporary kennel.

It would be even better if we could find a way to go directly to the Thuntar Ark World and bring people there to destroy the Ark World.

Otherwise, they are unwilling to reconcile and always send people to stab you in the back. Who can stand this?

"You're going to wear this?" Fulgrim pointed at the power armor on Qin Xia's body. "The greenskin equipment will have limited effect against the Eldar."

"Tsk." Qin Xia looked thoughtful and embarrassed. "What should I do? I don't have any power armor or equipment. I don't have anything else except this equipment I picked up from the greenskin."

Angron pursed his lips, looked at his other brothers, and began to think.

Ferrus said, "I do have a power armor suitable for Space Marines. If you want to wear it, I'll give it to you."

"Then I'll just wear this one." Qin Xia shook his head.

Perturabo stared at Qin Xia, observed for a while and then looked at Angron, analyzing something from the expressions of these two people.

The Lord of Steel raised his lips slightly, as if he had discovered something interesting, and what he had discovered could be used to counterattack Angron.

“My adoptive father was taller than the others, so there was really no power armor that would fit him,” Angron said. “Although he could use his psionics to change his size… it’s not good to waste psionics all the time.”

Perturabo raised his hand to interrupt. "So why can't you just be honest and tell us, oh my good brothers, can you make a set of equipment for my good father?"

"Especially you, Lord Perturabo." Perturabo continued to speak in Angron's voice, "Because I know you are the best forger among all the people present, so please help my brother who is good for nothing except the ability to read people's minds! Please!"

Hearing this, Angron looked embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

In the past, he was the one who directly saw through Perturabo's inner thoughts, but now he was being controlled by Perturabo. He was really not used to it.

Fulgrim covered his mouth and chuckled. "That's not a bad thing to say."

"If he has to ask you for help, I will never let you help him." Qin Xia said to Perturabo.

"So? Well, now not only Angron has to beg me, you have to beg me too." Perturabo looked down at Qin Xia, "Speak a few words in exchange for a set of weapons and armor, how good is this deal?"

"Vulkan, Fulgrim, Ferrus, my brothers." Angron turned to look at the other Primarchs. "Could you please forge a set of weapons and armor for my father?"

"Of course." Fulgrim walked past Perturabo.

"He's not the only one here who's good at forging." Vulkan also walked past Perturabo.

"Indeed." Ferrus was the last one to pass Perturabo.

The Lord of Iron became increasingly dissatisfied, glaring at every Primarch present.

“Brother, you can leave this world first. We will catch up with you later.” Angron said to Perturabo.

……

Qin Xia took off his power armor and stood in the air.

Fulgrim measured Qin Xia's body.

Vulkan was hammering metals with a forge. These metals were refined gold. They were not as tough as the refined gold commonly used in ship hulls, but they were lighter and more resistant to special conditions such as high and low temperatures.

These metals were melted by psychic fire and hammered by Vulkan to be used as forging materials for weapons and armor.

Ferrus designed a new style of power armor based on the most advanced experimental power armor today, and considered how to modularize the various parts of the power armor so that different modules could be installed to adapt to the combat environment when facing different battlefield situations.

Perturabo planned every function of the power armor.

After Ferrus and Perturabo had finished their planning, Fulgrim measured Qin Xia's body and began to draw a more detailed design for the custom power armor.

For example, coats of arms and decorations.

Fulgrim knew how to make this suit of power armor perfect both inside and out, and he was equally good at crafting it as he was at beautifying it.

While Fulgrim was working on the exterior design of the power armor, Perturabo and Ferrus began designing the weapons.

Qin Xia is good at fighting with bare hands, and is second only to the use of spears.

Perturabo and Ferrus designed the function and general appearance of the spear, and then discussed with Vulkan what materials would be best to use to make it. Fulgrim took the design drawings and beautified them.

Angron would occasionally observe Perturabo's design process, and would learn from Perturabo even when Perturabo mocked him for not understanding it.

The Primarchs were busy.

There was no quarrel, no discord at this time.

Qin Xia, who can't get involved, can only wait and see what kind of weapons and armor these demigods will make for him.

No matter what kind of equipment it is, as long as it is made by these Primitives, it will become a divine weapon in a few years.

(End of this chapter)