Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 217 Gift
"These damn aliens, normal people can't understand their thoughts at all."

Varis stood behind Qin Xia, staring coldly at the alien prophet in front of him.

The same was true for the other Librarians, who remained silent because the Lord of the White Knights was present and had already made the decision without seeking advice, otherwise they would have definitely chosen to kill all the Eldar xenos present.

But what makes everyone helpless is that these aliens already want to die, and whether it is done by outsiders or by themselves, it does not affect their goal of seeking self-destruction.

"Thank you for being willing to let us end and sleep in the infinite circuit." The Great Prophet saluted Qin Xia.

"Let's go." Qin Xia pointed to the road.

"We will use another form to reach the Infinite Circuit." The Great Prophet glanced at every one of his kind. "The Ark World is full of Orks. If we have so many people, it will delay progress and attract trouble, so..."

The Eldar seen by the Great Prophet have realized what they should do.

They chose to find the Great Prophet and accept his guidance again, and naturally they were determined to obey unconditionally.

The Great Prophet's gaze fell upon the Eldar known as the Comer.

The visitor immediately bowed and waited for enlightenment or orders from the Great Prophet.

"I asked you to prepare the gift." The Great Prophet said softly.

The visitor nodded slightly and took out a device made of spirit bones from his arms.

When the device releases light under the control of the visitor, floating boxes appear in the light.

"This is the technology our people once used to store items. Our fallen ancestors created pocket universes to build warehouses that would never be destroyed or stolen." The Great Prophet explained, slowly raising his hand.

The spiritual bone device in the visitor's hand floated up and fell into the hands of the great prophet.

Then the great prophet turned around and faced Qin Xia, handing over the device in his hand.

Qin Xia observed the device for a long time but still didn't know how to describe its structure. To humans, the abstract things that the elves' multi-dimensional senses could analyze were always complex and vague. His senses and vision could only classify them as "some small objects."

"After the depravity of our ancestors brought destruction, the manufacturing method of this device was lost in the catastrophe." The Great Prophet continued, "It has value, but it should not be left in the hands of a dying man."

Qin Xia took the device and put it into the storage compartment at the waist of the power armor.

Quadrant kept staring at the Eldar creation until it was stuffed into the waist of Qin Xia's gorgeous power armor.

He had heard of a technology called pocket universe.

This technology can create a miniaturized real universe, a reality within the real universe. It is not as large and solid as the real universe where everyone lives, but it is completely sufficient for storing things and taking shelter.

Apparently, the creation given by the great prophet is a tool for using pocket universe technology.

Quadrant only heard that the Eldar were very powerful a long time ago. He heard it from Brown. But he didn't expect that they were so powerful that they still had tools that could use pocket universe technology after the fall of the Eldar.

"These are also gifts." The Great Prophet pointed to the box that was previously released from the pocket universe.

Qin Xia looked at Varis.

Varis went forward and opened the box, only to find that it also contained an Eldar creation.

This creation looks very complex, with many structures that are difficult for humans to describe and observe, but if you look at it in general terms, it can be classified as a simple stone shape.

"A pile of stones." Varis looked at Qin Xia in a daze, thinking that the damn alien must be making fun of the human barbarians they were talking about.

"Soul Guardians can protect the wearer's soul projection." The Great Prophet explained, "The prophets in this Craft World need to make a lot of preparations to make predictions, because our soul projection is too dazzling. If we are not prepared, we will be swallowed by the malicious creatures in the Soul Sea. This protection device has a shielding effect on the soul projection."

"I know that some of the prophets of your Ark Eldar would wear this kind of thing." Qin Xia said.

Varis raised his hand and used his psychic power to take the protective stones out of each box.

Ten in total.

Varis handed the ten amulets to his most trusted think tank brother Tethys, and then cast a complicated look at the Eldar.

"It looks like the NPC in the game who's waiting to give rewards to players." Olya whispered to her sister.

"They just look too far ahead and know every detail of the future, so they choose the most determined and brisk way of doing things, which results in things having no development process and fast-forwarding directly to the result." Oulina analyzed seriously.

The great prophet quickly closed his eyes, as if he looked at the time and found that time was running out. He said no more. After he had done everything he needed to do to prepare for his future destiny, all he needed to do next was wait for the moment when destiny would be fulfilled.

Except for the elf named Comer, all other elves were sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The visitor picked up a long sword, walked behind the last Eldar, cut his neck with a sword, then took out the soul stone and let his soul reside in the soul stone.

The same goes for the next Eldar.

Although living in the Soul Stone can only prevent the soul from falling into the hands of Slaanesh, compared with the end of those Eldar who still choose to fight in other parts of the Ark World, this is the most perfect and best ending.

The Great Prophet used some of the precious gifts he had on hand in exchange for these humans who could help him and his people get a better ending, as well as the cycle of hatred that was started by the radicals who advocated fighting against fate and hired the Comoros assassin.

Qin Xia stared at this strange elf individual, thinking, waiting, and observing.

When the man swung his sword, the yin-yang pattern on the hilt of the sword in his hand was very conspicuous amid the splattering blood.

"What does that mean to you?" Qin Xia asked a question without any context.

But the Great Prophet took a breath and prepared to answer when the question was about to be asked.

"road."

it says.

"We, the Ark Eldar, are different from our dark relatives who still choose a decadent life. We use a life choice to restrain our innate desire for pleasure and our immersion in certain emotions caused by our ability to perceive happiness and pain far beyond that of other intelligent creatures."

"We call this kind of life choice - the path."

The Great Prophet had a calm expression and spoke in a gentle tone. His people were being killed by another tribesman, and blood would occasionally splash onto him from behind, but he did not react. He was just waiting for the same fate to end and to satisfy Qin Xia's curiosity.

"You are a warrior. If you were one of my kind, you would choose the warrior's path."

"The founder of the warrior's path is the Phoenix Lord named Asurman. He is the source and ancestor of the different branches within the warrior's path."

"This symbol represents in his theory the balance between two opposing qualities that cannot exist alone, such as sensibility and rationality, or impulse and reason."

"Warriors especially need to pay attention to this balance, otherwise a warrior will become an executioner and a killing machine, and eventually fall into the arms of a dark god."

The great prophet stared at Qin Xia as he said this.

In the human race, looking at someone while saying something often means something.

While Orina and Olivia were still thinking about how to refute the Great Prophet, the redundant computing power provided by Brown's Butcher's Nails had already allowed it to quickly calculate what words would be most effective.

But just as the stone man was about to speak, Chief Think Tank Varis excitedly refuted the prophet. "Falling into the arms of... a certain god?"

"God does not exist. There is no god in this universe who can save everything. The only ones who can rewrite the fate of real creatures are real creatures themselves."

"Even the subspace is just a different space composed of spiritual power. Humans will study it thoroughly, use it, and conquer it."

"This is the truth that the Lord of Mankind taught to the entire human race! The Imperial Truth!"

Varis said so.

The High Seer looked at Varis.

The expression on the alien's face was neither ridicule nor anger.

The great prophet narrowed his eyes into slits, tilted his head slightly, and smiled.

It is like admiring a flower that is growing vigorously, but also lamenting the future of this flower that will wither and rot...

The person coming was extremely fast and had already reached behind the great prophet.

At this time, the Great Prophet spoke: "From thousands of years ago to the present, I have always had compassion for every race and every individual in the real universe."

Varis was a little confused.

"Because any living being, including us, is being tortured whether they choose to live or die."

"Anyway... at least humanity is on the rise."

"Enjoy this vibrant time as an individual of your species, Varis."

"When your race falls to the lowest point again like us, this experience will support you in pursuing beauty for your race, rather than wallowing in despair and degradation."

“Growing, blooming, withering and decaying… The cycle continues, and so does my race and humanity.”

The Great Prophet spoke a few more words before being beheaded by the newcomer, and his soul was sent into a container for preservation.

The visitor put each soul stone into the suitcase he was carrying, then put it on his back and walked in front of Qin Xia.

"What is it saying?" Varis looked at Tethys, who was well versed in philosophy. "Brother Tethys?"

"I don't understand." Tethys shook his head.

The think tanks looked at each other in bewilderment.

Brown, Quadrant, and the Orina sisters also looked at each other in bewilderment.

Finally, everyone looked at Qin Xia.

Qin Xia has always seemed to be able to interpret the future, and he is never confused at any time.

But Qin Xia has been silent since the beginning.

The lance forged by the Primarch was stuck on the ground, and two gloves with gorgeous patterns tightly grasped the handle of the lance.

Fulgrim's elaborate helmet tilted downward.

Qin Xia didn't want to say anything.

He really saw the scene ten thousand years later.

After seeing this period of rise ended due to a catastrophe that affected the human race, I saw the horrific scene where the Imperial Truth, which was originally a lie, was replaced by a product called state religion.

Before being discovered by the White Scars, Qin Xia lived in a giant pipe on the planet where he entered this universe.

Then, when the rebels started their rebellion and began to capture people and burn them to death, Qin Xia crawled out of the pipe one day to look for food...

Then he wondered why the black smoke from burning people today was not as thick as usual? Could it be that the state religion had burned almost all the heretics, witches and wizards in the world?

"Don't be fooled by the alien's lies!" A think tank said, "We will realize the Emperor's ideals and spread the truth of the empire to every planet in the galaxy where humans exist. We will bring a bright future to this race that is in a trough."

A think tank responded: "That's right! That's why we were created! We shoulder such a responsibility and carry out a great mission that will inevitably be accomplished."

Then all the think tanks stopped worrying about what the elves said.

Quadrant looked at Brown. His fleshless face showed no expression, and the synthesized voice showed no emotion. "What bullshit is this, you alien bastard? It's so funny."

"Let's go." Qin Xia suddenly looked up at the spirit race called the visitor, "Put the soul stone of your kind into the infinite circuit."

"Thank you." The visitor saluted. "Then I will commit suicide and return to the infinite circuit. Those who are enemies of you and bring destruction upon the Thuntar Craft World will be destroyed, and people like the Great Prophet will sleep forever. This hatred we started will end in this way."

Qin Xia nodded: "Since your Great Prophet has prepared so many things, I will ensure your safety."

The visitor nodded and led the way.

The group walked towards where the infinite circuit was.

Qin Xia walked with his spear in hand.

Qin Xia has always disliked people who can predict the future.

Because people who can predict the future know the process and changes of events, they will take direct and abrupt action to nip something in the bud or fast-forward to the result, while other people who don't know the future will only feel confused.

Also, this kind of people speak like riddles. People who don't understand will just laugh it off, but people who do understand will be puzzled for a long time after listening to them.

Qin Xia is struggling now.

Everything that would happen ten thousand years later flashed through his mind, as well as his desire to stop humanity from falling into the abyss again, and every plan he had thought of day and night before, and every person he wanted to kill...

"When humanity emerges from this unprecedented low period, our tools may be useless."

Qin Xia heard Varis talking to other think tanks behind him.

"Then we useless weapons will die of old age," Tethys responded. "We will take off our armor, live a peaceful life for hundreds or thousands of years, and then die of old age. The premise is that the injuries we suffer in battle do not accelerate our death process."

"That's good." Another think tank continued, "But I don't want to die of old age. I want to buy a ship and travel around the territory of the human empire. Occasionally stop to help the people on a certain planet and eliminate their enemies. Then stay for a while and tell the little ghosts about my heroic deeds..."

"Like the ones we used to read when we were kids... the ones depicted in the picture books with grids one by one?"

"Yes, that's it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)