Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 242: Demon? Elves!
"That thing must be Tzeentch's."

Qin Xia's eyes were fixed on the blue object. This thing was like a keyword, triggering Qin Xia's alert mechanism.

In this era, the 30,000th year, Chaos corruption is still not very common. At this time, the Dark Gods in the Warp are either unknown or quite good at pretending.

A blue thing doesn't mean anything, just like the War Dogs also use a lot of blue to paint their shoulder armor.

But if a blue object emits psychic fluctuations and is in the hands of the people of the Fifteenth Legion, it is almost 99% certain that it is a Chaos creation from Tzeentch.

"Father..." Angron gently pulled Qin Xia's arm and called out.

The thoughtful Primarch had discovered that something was not right with his adoptive father.

Qin Xia stared at the blue creature, but that thing was in front of Avida, so it looked like it was staring at Avida.

Although I couldn't see his eyes clearly because of the helmet, his breathing was rapid and heavy. It sounded like he was looking at an enemy he hated, gritting his teeth secretly, and sharpening his knife in his heart.

All that’s missing is the anger in the heart and the evil in the courage.

"..."

Qin Xia did not respond to Angron's call and was immersed in thought.

When he first saw the blue creature, he tried hard to restrain his urge to rush up and destroy it. Now he is still trying to control himself, and at the same time he is still thinking about what he should do.

His instinct told him to rush forward immediately and destroy that Tzeentch creation.

But rationality tells him not to do that for now.

"Don't you know what the Dark God's creation will bring? Destroy it! Qin Xia! Think about it carefully. Do you remember what you have experienced? Do you remember that the first group of companions you met when you first came to this universe died from the corruption brought by Khorne's creation on the planet? Do you want this to happen again?"

A voice originating from Qin Xia's own consciousness echoed in Qin Xia's ears.

This sound is a concrete manifestation of thinking.

"The creations of the Dark God are indeed dangerous, but don't forget that this is 30K. In the eyes of the Thousand Sons, Tzeentch and the demons are not hideous evils, but transcendent life forms in the warp, selfless and willing to share knowledge that any mortal creature regards as a treasure."

"Destroying that Tzeentch creation will only bring about the hostility of Arvida and Asar. It is better to ignore it for now and find a way to build a closer relationship with the two. By then, whether it is explaining the dangers of the Warp or contacting more Thousand Sons through Arvida and convincing more people, it will be possible."

"..."

"nothing."

Qin Xia's thoughts suddenly stopped. He turned to look at Angron who had called him earlier and shook his head: "I was distracted just now and saw some past events on Nuceria, and saw the past events of the high knights who had been exterminated by us and were arrogant and domineering."

“Perhaps it is the influence of the warp artifacts carried by the two scholars that caused you to have hallucinations,” Angron analyzed.

Qin Xia nodded: "That's it."

Avida has seen into the future. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was no longer the scholar who could only see the past and the future, but the environment inside the Resolute.

"The greenskins have hollowed out the entire planet."

"Their purpose is to build a combat celestial body."

Avida chanted poetic prophecies, and the blue creation beside him was shining. When the blue light flashed, the creation also made some buzzing sounds, as if it was accompanying the poetry in Avida's mouth.

"The enemy we are facing is a being born from the subconscious of the psychic orcs. It is a kind of orc without a physical body, born from the orcs' worship of their gods and their desire for the gods to descend, and it controls the orcs."

"It is hard to imagine that the psykers among the orcs can actually imagine a non-existent transcendental being and then turn the non-existent transcendental being into reality."

After saying this, Avida fell into deep shock, with only curiosity and desire to explore those psychic orcs remaining in his mind.

"How on earth can you see so much detail and so far?" Perturabo asked, frowning.

Angron sensed curiosity in his brother.

Some information that would have cost a lot to obtain, Avida just sat there alone, and with his superior using psychic energy to provide him with power, these two people were able to find out so much military information without paying the slightest cost.

No fighting, no sacrifice, no gambling.

There are only low-hanging fruits.

"The real universe is not the only place where living things exist." Avida explained to Perturabo like a teacher, "There is another space outside the real universe. We call it the subspace. This name comes from the naming of the engine, because our ancestors named the superluminal engine the subspace engine."

"You don't need to talk about this!" Perturabo said, "I know the ancient history, and I also know that the space folding and curvature engine that humans once fantasized about only exist in fantasy, so humans need to use the subspace to navigate... You don't need to talk about this."

Avida had never met such a "student" before, so after a helpless pause, he got straight to the point.

"The Warp is a place where there are no natural laws, and no limits."

"Because it is a spiritual dimension, the creatures there don't have any material needs. They will teach you everything they know without reservation. They can die for you, or live for you. There is no need for any exchange, and there will be no cause and effect."

"Everything I can do and everything I have now are gifts from non-malicious creatures in the warp."

After saying that, Avida lowered his head and looked at the blue creation in his hand.

Perturabo frowned upon hearing this, but after thinking for a long time he could not come up with any reason to refute. In the end he just snorted coldly and said, "I only know that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Sooner or later you will be in big trouble."

Qin Xia, who was also standing aside and listening, looked at Avida with complicated eyes.

Taking the specific time and conditions as the premise, that is, the early 30K period as the premise, what Avida said is really right.

Why are the people of the Fifteenth Legion so obsessed with the Warp, why are they obsessed with psychic powers, and why do they believe in a group of demons?
Could it be that the Thousand Sons are like this: a few blue-haired demons run up to the Thousand Sons and tell them that we are demons, but if you give your soul to me, you can get some benefits in exchange. Then the Thousand Sons happily agree... They are not so stupid.

The Warp was friendly to the XVth Legion, both before and after they became the legendary Thousand Sons.

What is a Tzeentch demon? Isn't that a blue elf from the Warp?

In short, it can be summed up in one sentence:

The blue elves in the warp are really capable. They really teach knowledge, really give benefits, and really help. When a dark god wants to win over a legion, it is really hard for this legion not to think that 90% of the things in the warp are good, and only a small part of them are bad.

"In short, there is no need to explain the benefits of psychic power." Avida's eyes fell on Qin Xia, "This Primarch guide is also a psychic, he must feel the same way as I said."

When hearing this, a complicated expression emerged on Qin Xia's face hidden under the helmet.

Qin Xia did not argue immediately, nor did he say anything to persuade him. Instead, he was thinking in his mind about how to make Avida realize the truth of the subspace as soon as possible.

Looking at the founding Grand Master of the Grey Knights, who had the strongest resistance to the Chaos corruption of the Dark Gods, and was now deceived by evil forces, it is estimated that he would only feel heartbroken when he recalled this moment one day hundreds of years later... Thinking of this, it was hard for Qin Xia not to intervene in this matter.

"I don't care about those ridiculous supernatural powers." Perturabo said, "What I care about is simple, that is, whether you can predict the war and provide real-time guidance to my army and my brothers, or whether one of you can go down and kill the so-called collective consciousness directly."

"We psykers are lucky not to be killed by it," Asar said. "I'm sorry, Lord of Steel. Arvida and I never want to refuse anyone's request, but we really can't do such a unreasonable request."

Perturabo sensed the unspoken admonition in the two men's words of refusal.

Angron's feelings were more real.

Arvida and Asar had only one thing in mind: "Let's just wait patiently for the Emperor to come in person and don't make any more unnecessary sacrifices. They are simply not the opponents we should deal with. Four legions want to deal with such an enemy... Sometimes I really feel that the Lord of Steel is more arrogant than our genetic father."

Perturabo's entire demeanor changed.

If they were not in the flagship of the XII Legion but in the flagship of the IV Legion at this moment, then all the Iron Warriors would realize that there would be a few unlucky guys who would be beaten by the Primarch and need to go to the medical bay.

"Brother, sometimes I really want to ask you a question," Angron said. "Why do you think the Emperor chose to lead the entire Great Crusade himself?"

Perturabo frowned.

Angron continued, “Perhaps he just wanted to help each of our legions resolve this situation, rather than sitting in a super battleship and listening to a legion with more than half of its members killed or wounded…”

Perturabo rolled his eyes at Angron.

Qin Xia felt that what Angron said made more sense.

Today, the Emperor still leads the Great Crusade, often leading his troops into battle personally, with the aim of personally dealing with the terrifying and desperate enemies of the Great Crusade.

When the Imperial War Council becomes the Imperial Senate and the mortals truly gain control of the Empire, that will be the time when the Emperor withdraws from the Great Crusade to concentrate on studying the Webway. Only then will each legion really need to be self-reliant.

"Does Magnus want to intervene?" Perturabo suddenly looked at the two soldiers of the 15th Legion. "Did you receive some orders and were sent by Magnus to obstruct us? Do you want to delay the war until the th Legion arrives?"

Faced with this question, Avida and Asar felt a bit amused and helpless. They saluted the Lord of Steel and then saluted Angron, politely expressing their refusal to the topic and their desire to step back and rest.

Angron sensed their thoughts: "I already gave you a place on the flagship..."

"Come to the White Knight." Qin Xia suddenly said, "The White Knight is a special warship for the think tank of the 12th Legion. We have some things that can protect souls. It is more appropriate for you to live on the White Knight."

When they heard that they could go to the White Knight, the two men, who were obviously not completely ignorant of the Twelfth Legion's think tank organization, nodded without hesitation.

"That would be perfect."

……

The White Knight's Great Library.

The White Knight's Lord's office location.

The candidate for the director of the Great Library has been finalized by Chief Think Tank Varis, and that is Tethys, a think tank with amazing telepathic abilities. His psychic powers are closest to the genetic father of the think tanks.

As the manager of the library, Tethys completed the daily maintenance of the library. After the director of the great library left, Qin Xia and two visitors from the Fifteenth Legion entered the library.

Not all members of the Fifteenth Legion are psykers, nor are they all scholars, but they are definitely interested in knowledge.

After entering the library, Avida and Asar did not conceal their intentions at all and went directly to the shelves where books and collections were placed.

Anyway, they knew that truly valuable things would not be placed on the bookshelf, so they were not afraid that doing so would anger the Lord of the White Knights.

"The 12th Legion has a psychic spell that has won the admiration of our Lord and the envy of us, the sons of Magnus."

Avida walked up to Qin Xia holding a book.

Qin Xia sat on the red sofa next to the tea table and watched Avida sit down in front of him.

Then Asar also came over with a book and sat on the only remaining sofa.

This corner of the library is where tea parties are held. Qin Xia sometimes sits here with think tank members, drinking tea and talking about the work of the White Knight.

"The name of this psychic spell is - Communion."

Avida reached out and turned the cover of the book, and the word "Communion" was written on the cover.

A bonfire crackled in the corner.

The atmosphere is peaceful and cozy.

Except for Qin Xia himself, the other two people sitting here enjoyed this peaceful and comfortable academic exchange atmosphere.

"The Fifteenth Legion once fought side by side with the Twelfth Legion. We learned of the existence of the fusion, and then we wanted to replicate it, but we would fail no matter what."

Asar had a sunny smile on his face, and his tone was filled with helplessness and self-mockery.

"If our psykers try to create psionic giants, they will only swap their souls and consciousness into each other's bodies, and then be quickly kicked back into their respective bodies."

Hearing what Avida and Asar said, Qin Xia forced a smile on his face. He thought to himself that if such a bold test was carried out 1 years later, the only outcome would be that the soul would leave the body and be annihilated.

The XVth Legion's kindness to the Blue Elves of the Warp is not without reason; the Blue Elves will really help them.

(End of this chapter)