Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 232: Herd Consciousness
"How did you take this thing off?" A look of confusion appeared on Stock's face under his helmet.

This detection device is not easy to use. Everyone has tested it before, so there is no need to take it out and test it again.

Dantioch remained silent, neither answering nor explaining, but silently put the device into a groove on his arm.

At this time, the device is connected to the power armor energy supply system and starts to operate.

No one present knew the principle behind the device. Perturabo was good at inventions, and sometimes even the Mechanicians of the Fourth Legion could not analyze the principles behind his creations, let alone copy them.

But Dantioch and his companions are not inventors after all, so they don't need to understand the principles at all, they just need to know how to use it.

"Why doesn't this thing detect me?" Qin Xia continued to walk in front and looked back at the device embedded in Dantioch's arm.

"The Primarch said that this thing won't scan human psykers because it was developed to target orc psykers."

"Okay." Qin Xia nodded.

In Qin Xia's opinion, this device may have been set up with multiple filtering programs by Perturabo during the research and development stage.

The Green Orcs are a psychic race, and every Green Orc is a psychic.

Therefore, not only human psychics, but even ordinary orcs should not be detected, otherwise they should have sounded the alarm continuously the last time it was used.

As he thought about it, Qin Xia became more and more curious about what means Perturabo used to achieve filtering.

In addition to being curious, Qin Xia also felt that Perturabo was just difficult to deal with, but he was also very capable, at least he was admirable when it came to invention and manufacturing.

"enemy."

When an iron warrior in the team issued a cold warning, Qin Xia, who was at the front, had already condensed a psychic barrier that shielded everyone.

In front of them were a large number of green-skinned orcs that appeared from nowhere. Just like before, they seemed to have been teleported, suddenly appearing and suddenly launching an attack.

The green-skinned orcs did not rush over in a swarm like they did last time. They did not even have a weapon in their hands, like a group of cannon fodder being controlled to die.

The green-skinned orcs that appeared this time were lined up in neat formations, holding energy weapons in their hands, and concentrated their fire on the humans in front of them. Even the speed and frequency of pulling the trigger were exactly the same.

This surprised Dantioch and his men, because it was rare to see uniformity and orderliness among the greenskins.

"Don't shoot yet." Qin Xia turned and said to all the Iron Warriors who wanted to open fire.

As the Iron Warriors slowly put down their guns, Qin Xia turned around and stared at the orcs in front of him.

In the eyes of others, Qin Xia was just looking at those greenskins. The psychic barrier was crackling from the energy weapons but it was still solid, just like a house that could shelter from wind and rain, protecting Qin Xia who was standing there staring at those orcs, not knowing what they were looking at.

Spiritual energy began to gather around Qin Xia.

One of the green-skinned orcs was targeted by Qin Xia.

Not staring with the eyes, but staring deep into the soul.

Qin Xia's psychic energy rushed into the opponent's head, and then explored like following the clues. Then Qin Xia saw that these green-skinned orcs were like puppets being controlled. Behind each of the green-skinned orcs there was a thread of psychic energy.

Those psychic threads extended upwards.

But Qin Xia couldn't see clearly what was above.

Although he couldn't see clearly what was above him, and couldn't see where the psychic threads behind these green-skinned orcs extended to, all the existing information was enough to help Qin Xia make a judgment.

"I understand." Qin Xia murmured and raised his spear. The psychic lightning that quickly shot out from the tip of the spear destroyed the orcs in front of him.

After all the orcs turned to ashes, Qin Xia slowly turned around and leaned on his spear to say to the Iron Warriors in front of him: "All the greenskins on this planet are controlled. Even I feel surprised and unbelievable, but the fact is that they are controlled, just like those bugs we dealt with before."

"Those alien bugs in the Novsendak galaxy?" Stock recalled, "But the greenskins should have self-awareness. They are not a bug-like race."

"That's true, but there are always exceptions to everything, aren't there?" Qin Xia looked back at the flying ashes floating in the air.

Stocker also looked at the flying ashes. He just felt that Qin Xia's psychic power was very strong and useful. He could create cover when there was no cover at all, and he could also kill a large group of enemies in an instant.

Perhaps the IV Legion should have battle psykers as well.

"Recall their previous performance," Qin Xia said. "They moved in unison. Do they seem to still have self-awareness?"

Stock recalls.

"What are you recalling?" Dantioch looked at Stoker and said, "The answer is obvious."

Stock nodded helplessly.

The Iron Warriors either believed that what Qin Xia said was true, or were persuaded by Qin Xia to believe that what he said was true.

But as a person who deduced the facts, Qin Xia's heart was filled with doubts.

The greenskins on this planet are controlled like puppets, and as a result, they have become perfect warriors without self-awareness and completely obey orders.

What kind of existence controls these greenskins?
Then he thought back to what Perturabo had said before, about the Emperor saying that he might come in person to assist in the battle.

The more Qin Xia thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt that the whole space had become gloomy and he was in danger.

Some insecurity, some sense of loss of control, these two feelings mixed together made Qin Xia seem like a different person in the eyes of others.

Everyone moved on.

But Qin Xia became even more silent than Dantioch, and did not respond to some of Stoker's less important questions.

As a chatty oddball in the Fourth Legion, Stoke really wanted to chat with Qin Xia.

As we moved forward, greenskins kept appearing out of nowhere.

This kind of person will clean up any greenskins they encounter and then continue moving forward.

Dantioch wanted to continue testing whether the Lord of Iron's invention was useful, while Qin Xia moved forward silently. The Iron Warriors who came with them, no matter how hard their hearts were, had to doubt in their hearts whether this journey would be as dangerous as the last one.

"right here."

Qin Xia suddenly stopped. He pointed at the ground, meaning that they could build a base here. Everyone looked around, but found that this place was no different from other places before. There was no terrain structure under their feet or in all directions.

Apart from some green-skinned creatures of unknown function that seemed to be floating in the air, there were also huge metal splicing walls in the distance that were unknown how high and wide they were.

"It's right here." Qin Xia repeated, and then explained, "I can sense that there is a path here, only one path. We are in a remote place. If the greenskins want to attack here, there is only one way to go."

"You can sense the path?" Stock asked in surprise, "I thought all of us were just moving forward blindly without seeing anything."

"I can sense part of the nearby paths." Qin Xia did not explain further, because he did not know how to explain to these people without psychic powers that his psychic powers were fighting against the psychic powers of the entire environment and creating an area that could be perceived.

Stock looked around and tried to speak again.

Qin Xia knew what he would say, that is, everyone had no building materials, but the path to get here had been explored, and the Space Marines' tactical eyepieces marked some routes so that they could know the path they were taking without being able to see the ground at all.

Everyone should go back the same way and come back with the materials.

Stock thought that was what Qin Xia thought.

"You guys make the plans, and I'll build the base." Qin Xia raised his hand, and the ring on his ring finger was shining.

"Let's build a bastion structure first," said Stock.

Qin Xia nodded, and as his will was sensed by the ring and transmitted into a certain structure within it, a beam of light was projected forward.

The bodies of all the greenskins who had been killed by Qin Xia and other Iron Warriors previously floated up, and then some usable substance condensed from their bodies and separated from the bodies, and finally all these substances gathered together.

There are also some devices made by the greenskins nearby. No one knows what those weird devices do, and there is no need to know what they do. These weird things were directly dismantled, turned into some special materials, and reshaped by some technology that seems extremely amazing to modern people.

Finally, a small bastion appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, even Dantioch had a shocked expression under his helmet.

Stoke was so surprised that he shouted, "What is this! How can such a thing exist? No... your Twelfth Legion always takes out some ancient things... It's not that strange... Those ancient things actually have things like this..."

"He is indeed the only one who is so powerful." Qin Xia lowered his head and stroked the ring on his finger.

A fluorescent light appeared on the surface of the ring.

This is a sign that the operation response mode has been activated. The ring will respond to the user's operations so that it looks as if it has vitality, like a living thing.

Brown said that this is the intelligence of all things that ancient people pursued, that is, any creation should become as vital as possible.

This is true of many of the ancient relics of Nuceria.

After creating the powerful fighting species Iron Man and the stone man who served the human species, the human race felt like the god of creation. They wanted to create new things with self-awareness, which is why they wanted to give intelligence to everything.

"If the Lord of Steel knew the existence of this thing..." Stocker looked at his battle brothers, "He would be willing to pay a price to obtain it."

"If necessary, we can use this thing to turn stones into airplanes," said Qin Xia.

Mad King Tark's ring was indeed incredibly powerful; Qin Xia had witnessed with his own eyes how it turned a stone into an airplane.

However, the use of this ring also has a price. First of all, it requires the consumption of psychic energy. Using this ring is equivalent to continuously consuming psychic energy. Continuously using psychic spells will cause ordinary psychics to have their heads exploded.

People who are not psychics can use this ring, but they need to charge it with souls.

Using human souls as energy to power a creation is unnecessary if it is only used to do small things such as building an airplane.

"Let's build a defensive wall first," said Stock.

Qin Xia subconsciously wanted to build a defensive wall, then suddenly turned to look at Stoke: "Wait, I don't understand, in your Fourth Legion's construction regulations, isn't a bastion equivalent to a defensive wall? Or is this defensive wall some special professional term?"

Stock was obviously stunned for a moment, and his neck slowly and stiffly turned towards Dantioch as if he had cervical spondylosis.

Dantioch's eyes from beneath his helmet were glaring at his best friend.

Stoke turned his head and looked at Qin Xia again: "The bastion is just used to test the waters and test the function..."

"Screw you!"

Qin Xia waved his hand suddenly, and a psychic shock wave blasted the green-skinned beasts that suddenly appeared not far away.

"You, you...I want to ask you."

"How did someone like you join the Fourth Legion? Why would Perturabo want a child like you? How did you survive in the Fourth Legion until now with all your limbs intact?"

"It's a damn miracle that a chatterbox like you is still alive! You weren't hammered to death by your legion's Iron Tyrant!"

"You are an idiot, it seems that only the muscles on the surface of your body and the muscles in your mouth have been strengthened by the transformation surgery. We are now located underground on a planet that has been hollowed out by the damn greenskins. Greenskins may appear around us at any time. At this time, you actually told me to try out the water test function..."

"How did I bring you down here? Huh? I actually brought you down here!"

Qin Xia walked up to Stock and looked down at this outlier in the Fourth Legion.

"You better hope your battle-brother's building plans are realized before the ring's power runs out."

"Otherwise we'll have to go back to the surface and do it all over again like this."

The Lord of the White Knight raised his ringed hand and stretched out his index and middle fingers in front of Stoker. The two fingers were turned upside down and then flipped back and forth like a person's legs.

At the same time, funny onomatopoeias came out of his mouth.

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk…”

"We just walked out and then walked back, in the sight of that super green controller, walking out and walking back like a bunch of idiots."

"..."

Qin Xia's curses were mixed with some ancient elegant sounds, but Stoke could still understand 99% of his meaning.

In the end, Stoke waited for Qin Xia to finish scolding him for nearly a minute before an awkward yet joyful laugh came out of his helmet, and he explained, "I'm just kidding. The bastion is the most critical structure. Let's continue."

(End of this chapter)