Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 220 Supernatural Phenomena

"He ran a little slower this time."

Qin Xia slowly raised his right hand.

The spear that was nailed to the prophet's body hummed a few times, then quickly spun up and fell back into Qin Xia's hand.

The psychic storm that continued to gather around the prophet dissipated the moment the prophet was killed without causing any effect. Qin Xia could not see the meaning of the gathering of the storm.

After the prophet died, the Eldar warriors also died. When they fell, everyone saw that there was nothing in the scattered armor.

"This damn alien didn't struggle at all." Varis recalled everything he saw and felt when he looked at the prophet just now.

The prophet was furious.

Wearing unknown jewelry.

A storm of spiritual energy gathers around the body.

Then when faced with the attack, he should have been able to react, but he died without doing anything, which was faster than dying suddenly.

"Maybe he used his death to complete a ritual," Kamath said.

Everyone looked at Kamas sideways.

Kamas shrugged. "When I was a kid, I heard about similar witchcraft rituals. They sacrificed one's life to achieve a certain goal. The wizard would even specifically look for someone with a high spiritual affinity to kill him."

Varis's face was gloomy and he quickly turned around to observe Qin Xia's expression. He was relieved to see that the Lord of the White Knights was not dissatisfied with the entire think tank because of Kamas's stupid words.

"I believe you can use a ritual to sacrifice the lives of others to prolong your own life, but sacrificing your own life... you are kidding me," said Varis.

Kamas smiled awkwardly and apologized: "I'm sorry... that's what I said..."

"I can't sense anything wrong." Qin Xia also used his psychic vision to explore, but this entire space itself was not visible in his psychic vision.

It was for this reason that he did not see the Prophet appear in this important hidden location in the near future.

"Let's get back to business." Qin Xia turned around and looked at the newcomer. "What should we do next to launch the core part of this infinite loop?"

"Please follow me." The visitor continued to lead the way.

This time the group did not walk far, and came to something that looked like a pillar. The newcomer walked to the pillar, stretched out his hand and pressed it on its surface, and whispered something in the language of the elves.

The pillar seemed to have its own consciousness. When it heard what the visitor said, it immediately began to glow. The brightness of the light it released kept changing and flickering, as if it could understand what the visitor said and was responding.

Eventually the entire space began to vibrate, people's vision changed, and some lines that were originally very clear began to become distorted and blurred.

"It's a sign that space is separating," Brown speculated.

"That's right." The visitor nodded. "You guessed right. This is the separation of space. The soul core and the infinite circuit are originally two different spaces, which are forcibly glued together by a certain technology."

"As far as I know, other Craft Worlds are not like this, but in the Craft World of Thuntar, due to some past problems and history, our Infinity Circuit and Soul Core are completely separated."

"And if our soul core and infinite circuit are not like this, then we really can't do anything to save the situation. We can only silently wait for the end of the fate of the Ark World and each of us, and there will be no answer for our cries."

As the visitor spoke, the entire separated space began to extend into the distance, and the position where everyone was located gradually turned into a circular bubble.

The space around the bubble begins to break apart after the extension ends.

And in places that people cannot see, the clustered matter formed by the souls that are gradually merging into one in the infinite circuit has all been concentrated in the spirit bone structure near the soul core.

"At least now we can have a less cruel end to our destruction," the visitor continued.

After the entire space was separated, the fellow elves of this race have undoubtedly found rest.

As the Great Prophet had hoped, their souls would remain in this soul core and a small part of the nearby infinite circuit, rather than falling into the hands of the Dark God.

"Then what are you going to do?" Brown looked at the newcomer, concerned about the fate of this alien.

"My mission is to witness this moment and to ensure that the souls of my compatriots can be safely sent to the soul core. Now my mission has been completed."

The words from the visitor sounded like his last words, a feeling that I had finished everything and could finally rest in peace.

But the people who had only been with the newcomer for a short time were not particularly concerned about the future of this Eldar alien. In any case, they received the gift from the Great Prophet and then dutifully escorted the soul to the soul core.

At this moment, the soul core and a small part of the infinite circuit are also beginning to detach and are about to enter the webway, becoming a moving tomb.

As human beings, our mission is accomplished.

No matter what choice the visitor makes, it is not something they need to care about or interfere with.

"We can go back." Quadrant sent a message to the White Knight cruiser, asking everyone on the cruiser to be ready.

Previously, the cruiser was rendered purple by the psychic power of the think tanks. It entered this galaxy in this peculiar way and sneaked into the Ark World among the Orc fleet.

No accidents have happened so far, but in order to avoid the 1/10000 accident, everyone on the cruiser must be prepared.

"Let's go back." Qin Xia was about to open the psychic gate, and snowflakes were already floating in the air.

Everyone else gathered around Qin Xia, ready to teleport into the cruiser.

As more and more snowflakes floated in the air, and as everyone was about to be teleported away, Qin Xia asked the newcomers, "Don't you need us to help you end your life so that you can reunite with your compatriots?"

"Of course not." The visitor shook his head and bowed slowly to everyone. "I am the only one left in this Ark World who can operate the soul core. The other one was killed by you. I cannot reunite with my compatriots. I will stay in this place and become a gravekeeper."

"Then I hope you won't feel lonely in the years to come," Qin Xia said.

"I wish you will move forward courageously in the years to come and carve out a bloody path through this hell that torments all intelligent life," said the visitor.

Both sides said goodbye to each other.

The visitor watched as the figures of Qin Xia and others were gradually obscured by the increasingly heavy wind and snow. Finally, the snowflakes stopped fluttering, and there was no one left in the visitor's sight.

The visitor slowly turned around, as if he was here for the first time, looking around to observe every detail and every place his eyes could reach. A feeling of loneliness instantly surged into his heart.

There are no living people here anymore.

In this structure that is gradually moving away from the Ark World, only the soul core, a small part of the infinite circuit that holds all souls, and a lonely gravekeeper remain.

The visitor couldn't even utter a word of emotion, because he was not the kind of person who liked to talk to himself and entertain himself.

He slowly walked to the arc-shaped transparent energy layer that was like a bubble, which isolated the extremely harsh environment of the void.

The cruiser named White Knight was clearly visible among the warships of the Orc fleet. It was painted in a striking purple color, which was incredible to any other intelligent life. The warship was neither painted black to completely blend into the void, nor was it painted in a camouflage color that could hide in the complex void environment.

But the orcs just couldn't see it.

Unless something unexpected happens to the battleship and it does something that allows the orcs to see them, the battleship will not be attacked by the orcs.

Those humans who aid the good people of this Craftworld will leave safely.

Painting the battleship purple is a genius idea, the visitor thought.

……

"Tell the helmsman to turn left. I estimate that the orc warship will approach soon. We must avoid it in advance. Convey my order to the helmsman now."

"Don't use the communication array. We have other ways to convey orders in silence. When we fought against Randan Lion King and issued the silence order, none of you used the communication equipment."

The captain stood in the center of the command deck, staring at the holographic sand table in front of him.

The green projection on the sand table accurately showed everything in the void. Among the huge orc fleet in this galaxy, there was a human warship abruptly mixed in.

Although the orcs seemed to be under a sleight of hand and could not see the battleship at all, the captain was still trying his best to avoid any substantial contact between the battleship and the enemy.

Because once actual contact occurs, it will be like an invisible person leaving footprints on the beach, which is equivalent to becoming visible after being splashed with paint, and will trigger a series of exploration behaviors by the orcs.

The captain had just confirmed this from a small information report from a sailor on the gun deck.

"Brother-in-law!" The captain's adjutant suddenly walked into the command deck.

The captain's new adjutant was his wife's younger brother, who had just come of age.

This adjutant, like his sister, inherited the tall and strong stature of their father and mother. Although the adjutant was only about sixteen years old according to the Terran age system, he was already tall enough to command the gaze of the elite sergeants patrolling the ancient cabins on the lower deck, even though the latter were carefully selected strong men.

The adjutant was huge and spoke in a loud voice, so much so that when he spoke the captain thought the communication array was turned on, and the words from people in other parts were amplified by the communication array and then transmitted to the command deck.

"I said..." The captain was speechless for a moment after turning around. He rolled his eyes at the adjutant and pointed at the gate. "Go patrol outside and see if there is any idiot who dares to use the communication equipment and let those orcs monitor our communication signal."

"Okay, brother-in-law." The adjutant replied seriously, and then continued, "The Lord of the White Knights is back."

"They are back? Fortunately!" When the captain said this, he subconsciously looked out the porthole.

The Craft World outside the porthole was gradually disintegrating under the heinous destruction of the orcs. Although the Lord of the White Knight left the White Knight in order to destroy the Craft World of Thuntar, it was not him but the green-skinned orcs who ultimately destroyed the Craft World.

Objectively speaking, this is the fact, but the captain still feels that the wisdom of the Lord of the White Knight is amazing. Not to mention using the green-skinned orcs to destroy the Ark World, he also allowed the Lord of the Twelve Legions to completely get rid of the assassination that could occur anytime and anywhere.

Just say you use psychic energy to paint the entire battleship purple, and then safely enter a pre-war galaxy that is almost entirely filled with green-skinned orcs, and accomplish what you want to do.

Most people would never come up with such an idea, and even the experts who specialize in studying aliens in the scientific research department of the Imperial War Committee could not imagine it.

"Convey the order for me. No need to remain silent. Tell the entire ship to prepare for subspace navigation immediately." the captain ordered.

The adjutant saluted and left.

"What a pity." The captain was somewhat helpless, recalling that someone had just reported that the green-skinned orcs had tried to decipher the ship's communication signals. "If possible, I would really like to see what they used to detect our communication signals."

"Sir, those alien monsters can piece together a pile of scrap metal into a weapon. Their tanks look like they are sewn together with iron. It is not surprising that such aliens can have equipment to detect our communication signals." said the communications officer on the command deck.

"It's not surprising that the orcs have a way to detect our communication signals. What's surprising is why they have such an idea. The orcs we are facing fight without any rules. They shouldn't have such intentions."

The person who answered the communications officer was not the captain, but Qin Xia.

After everyone else went to rest, Qin Xia came to the command deck alone.

When the Lord of the White Knights appeared on the command deck, everyone present stood up from their seats and saluted.

Qin Xia raised his hand and motioned for everyone to return to their seats.

The Lord of the White Knights did not continue discussing the orcs. He walked straight to the captain's side and stood in front of the holographic image with his hands behind his back.

The captain carefully looked at the armor on Qin Xia. Although this was not the first time he had seen this equipment, the armor made by the primarchs themselves had great significance just for its existence, not to mention that Fulgrim, who understood aesthetics the most, had also carefully designed the appearance of the armor.

The warships began to break away from the Ork fleet, moving towards the edge of the system and eventually entering the warp.

The battleship immediately sailed towards the galaxy where the main fleet was located. The main fleet led by the Primarchs was clearing out the remaining greenskins, and the White Knight must meet up with them.

After entering the subspace, Qin Xia subconsciously used his psychic vision to observe his surroundings. This was not because he was interested in the strange scenes in the subspace, but because he wanted to see the direction of the flow of psychic energy and guide the psychic energy to form tides.

Just as Qin Xia was observing, he suddenly saw a psychic storm on the left side of the battleship.

The storm looked enormous in the Warp, and in the eye of the storm was a glowing creature.

Things like storms are not uncommon in the Warp. The only thing you need to pay attention to is the real storm, the Warp Storm, because the Warp Storm will bring a devastating threat.

Other warp landscapes such as storms are of no concern at all.

The battleship continued to sail forward.

The creature in the storm observed the warship, then slowly raised its head and looked upwards.

Qin Xia, who was using psychic vision to observe the creature, saw the creature's eyes meet his.

(End of this chapter)