Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 246 Psychic Equipment
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"Who do you think the Lord of the White Knights is?"

"I don't know, Sir Asar."

"I thought you would wait for me to make a judgment and then refute me, instead of directly admitting your own limited knowledge on this issue."

"Knowledge is power. I lack knowledge and power when it comes to the Lord of the White Knights, so of course I have to admit my weakness."

"..."

Avida and Asar can both see each other, but they are not communicating face to face somewhere in the real universe.

In their sight, it was dark all around, with only a bonfire burning between them.

Asar sat by the campfire, looking extremely tired. The smile that never disappeared from his face had disappeared for several hours, which made Avida worried.

"Maybe he's a selfish person?" Avida said.

Seeing the exhausted and suffocated expression that should never appear on Asar's face, Avida felt the fear of losing his loved ones again, so he made up an answer so that Asar's questions would not be in vain.

And Asar's question is: Who is the Lord of the White Knight?

"You know I'm not asking about character or morality." Asar picked up a piece of wood with his trembling right hand and put it into the bonfire. The blue flames jumped on the wood. "When the Lord of the White Knights could easily lead us into the warp, I wondered who he was."

Arvida looked at Asar.

Asar was wrapped in a blanket, his eyes half-closed, as if he was so tired that he was about to faint.

"I also heard your quarrel, but I don't think the Lord of the White Knight is a selfish person. He doesn't want to monopolize anything. He does have some outstanding qualities."

"He carried two souls and easily passed through the veil and returned to the body... You know this is not something a psyker can do. Even our two primarchs can't do it. Or maybe he can do it, but it can't be so easy."

"..."

Avida heard everything Asar said.

Avida was silent for a moment, thinking about another answer in his head.

Then he gave the most ridiculous answer, but he believed it was the most reasonable answer.

"Maybe he is part of the real universe and the subspace. I mean take a part of each and become that kind of existence."

"So he is not limited by reality and the warp."

"Just like you told me, it's written in the book you found from a warlord during the Terra Unification War: out of the three realms, not within the five elements."

Avida himself laughed at the end.

Although this was the only explanation he could think of, and he could not give Asar any other answer, it was indeed a bit too ridiculous.

But Asar was extremely serious after listening to it.

"When I was in the warp, I was uncontrollably invoking my psychic energy. At that time, I sensed a lot. I could sense the peculiarities of the Lord of the White Knights. I could also sense..."

As Asar murmuring like in a dream, he raised his bloodshot eyes and stared into Avida's eyes.

He paused, then continued: "I can also sense that perhaps our thoughts have been wrong all along. We, everyone in the legion, the primarch... we have all been caught in some kind of trap because of our thoughts."

"You are frightened, brother." Avida shook his head gently. "You and I both know what happens when psychic power goes out of control, so I can understand that you are extremely tired and scared after almost losing control. What you need is rest."

Asar nodded slightly.

After a night of meditation, Avida opened his eyes and saw an exquisite and luxurious bedroom. Even the decoration style of this bedroom was carefully arranged to make it more in line with the habits that its occupants might have.

For example, there are large bookshelves, some furnishings filled with a strong cultural atmosphere, and an astronomical telescope for observing the outside world.

There were also signs that allowed Avida to tell at a glance that this bedroom was definitely decorated specially for him - the screens and sheets and quilts in Prospero's two signature colors of red and gold.

These arrangements were extremely exquisite, and were beyond Avida's preconceptions of the Twelfth Legion's hospitality. However, he did not think that these were specially prepared for him by the Lord of the White Knights. It was more likely that the Lord of the White Knights passed on the order, and then the captain of the battleship was responsible for arranging such a room.

Avida felt that if it was true as he thought, that all of this was arranged personally by the captain of the battleship, then this captain must be very good at pleasing others.

It’s a pity that Avida has no use for these arrangements. He will not crawl into bed to sleep here, but will spend night after night in meditation.

After conversing with Asar during meditation, Avida stood up energetically, almost jumping up.

The Emperor has not yet come to this galaxy, and the Iron Lords of the Fourth Legion are as rational as the Lords of the Twelfth Legion and have not chosen to forcibly attack the world below. Therefore, there will be no war to participate in today, and there will be no more prophecy waiting for Avida to complete.

Avida could arrange everything for the day on his own, and he had already made plans to go directly to where the think tanks were receiving training.

Although there were some ideological conflicts with the Lord of the White Knights, the Lord of the White Knights did not expel those who disagreed with his ideas. Asar and Avida still had the power to move freely on the ship.

So when some military personnel on warships passed by, they saw Avida, but just saluted.

"What we are going to train today is still the psychic spell called fusion."

Chief Think Tank Varis stood in front of all the think tanks who were now able to take action and spoke.

The reason why we say all think tanks that are able to act is because 10 new think tanks are undergoing transformation surgery and are still in an unconscious state so they cannot participate in the gathering, but they are undoubtedly already part of the think tank.

The moment those psykers passed layer after layer of tests and were allowed to become think tanks, they were already white knights.

"Do you mind if I steal some military secrets from your 12th Legion think tank?" Avida said, leaning against the door frame.

Varis frowned and turned to see Avida standing outside the training ground.

Arvida saluted Varis, who saluted back with a frown.

The chief think tank was not friendly at all, because in the Twelve Legions, no one was allowed to disturb the soldiers in training.

Even if there is an emergency that needs to be handled by soldiers in training, it is the flag officers of different companies who should convey the situation. It should not be possible for just anyone to stand up and interrupt everyone's training process with just one sentence.

"If you want to see something, just go ahead and see it. There's no need to write an application report using a joke." Burris said in a deep voice.

"You people from the 12th Legion are not very friendly. I'm afraid that if I really walk out to watch you, I will be hacked to death by you in the next second." Avida said with a smile.

Varis frowned and said nothing more. Under the gaze of the think tanks who were not at all attracted by Avida's two jokes, he continued to issue orders to practice psychic spells.

This is what Avida wanted to see.

It is magical that psychic spells can be released when everyone’s minds are connected.

In addition to being magical, Avida also felt that this psychic spell was simply a miracle at the level of mental energy, because it did not release some kind of psychic mental attack to affect the opponent's mind, but directly created a psychic giant to kill the opponent cleanly and neatly.

However, the Fifteenth Legion was already familiar with this kind of psychic magic. It was not Avida's style to come here just to feast his eyes. He had other intentions.

“Perhaps one day, those whose flesh and blood have mutated will be able to survive in this state.”

Avida thought to himself, "Surviving in a spirit form, no longer affected by the mutation of flesh and blood, powerful and fearless."

"What a beautiful thing that would be."

While Avida was thinking, the think tanks worked in pairs and used the special fusion moves designed for them by Qin Xia to summon psychic giants.

Not all think tanks can summon psychic giants. Some think tanks simply cannot do it no matter what, and no matter how hard they try, they can only make faces and make some movements.

Only the most ancient of humans could discern the origin of the fusion moves used by the Librarians.

Avida is not the oldest human being. This modern person, who is not even sure whether the cradle of mankind was once called Earth, subconsciously analyzed the fusion actions of the think tanks.

Then Avida felt that the fusion move designed by Qin Xia was really excellent.

Integration is reflected everywhere.

Two people become one, communicating with each other.

Avida was even quite certain that without this action, the psychic giants summoned by the Librarians would be weaker.

"How did you feel just now?" Avida asked.

Hearing this question, Varis signaled to the think tank brothers to cancel the psychic spell, then looked at Avida, thinking about how to answer.

"The feeling of being able to share all thoughts and senses with each other." Varis answered seriously.

At this time, the psychic giant condensed by the think tanks dissipated.

Avida asked again: "If I'm not mistaken, using communion will consume a lot of spiritual energy. Will nothing go wrong if you frequently call up and dispel spiritual energy?"

"..." Varis was silent. He did not tell the outsider in front of him that the Lord of the White Knights could share his spiritual power with anyone else.

For while the Chief Librarian viewed the man before him from the perspective of a soldier of the Twelfth Legion, and a descendant of the benevolent Primarch Angron, he believed that no one in the Fifteenth Legion was restrained in their use of psionics.

What's even more terrible is that they signed a soul contract with subspace creatures of unknown origin.

The think tanks of the 12th Legion all have a question:
Can't you, the people of the Fifteenth Legion, sense the malice of those subspace creatures? You are able to sign a contract with such creatures. Do you have to wait until those creatures have evil written on their faces before you realize that this is seeking death?

While Avida waited for a response, Varis repeated the question in his mind.

At the same time, Varis also felt that perhaps one day the Twelfth Legion would be sent to destroy the Fifteenth Legion.

By that time, Avida will be the enemy. It is very important that the White Knight Lord's psychic power can be shared with others. It may become the key to a surprise victory in a future battle, so it must not be leaked.

"I can feel that person's aura from you."

Varis, who said nothing on the surface but had actually said many words in his heart, suddenly heard Avida say this.

“I can feel it from you.”

Avida stressed.

"Your Lord of the White Knights seems to be able to share his psychic energy... Perhaps he is not really selfish and arrogant, but he really has something special that makes him feel at ease and safe."

"..."

Avida didn't get to finish his words as a sudden alarm interrupted him.

The alarm sound coming from the special alarm radio is similar to the sound of a horn, just like the horn that appeared on the battlefield during ancient wars.

The special length and frequency of the alarm sound allowed all the think tanks and combatants on the battleship to understand its meaning - to prepare for the next military operation.

"What's going on?" Avida glanced at the porthole subconsciously. Outside the porthole was a peaceful place. The world that he predicted would be a planet-sized war machine showed no reaction. "Does your Lord of the White Knights want to attack without authorization?"

Avida's question was not answered by anyone.

In front of the people from the 15th Legion, all the think tanks in the training ground gathered together like robots, then walked out of the training ground in neat lines and headed to where they should go during the war.

Avida followed behind.

Although the previous conversation with the Lord of the White Knights ended unpleasantly, Avida still did not want the Lord of the White Knights to take an action that would lead to his death. If this was really a military action that would be carried out without authorization, then it must be stopped.

With this idea in mind, Avida moved faster than the think tank.

As he walked, Avida kept an eye on everything around him.

The think tanks ran to the armory and put on their weapons and equipment at some point, and the speed at which they put on their armor was terrifying.

The think tanks, wearing ordinary blue and white power armor, walked on the road in a tight marching formation, holding weapons.

Two think tanks wearing silver heavy power armor walked in the front.

Avida had never seen the model of the silver power armor, but he thought it looked like a Terminator armor.

Two think tanks wearing special Terminator tactical dreadnought armor and holding silver halberds walked in the front, moving with big and bold steps.

Their armor was undergoing emergency testing of equipment and various functions.

When they reached the narrow place, Avida stood aside.

Two silver-armored think tanks just passed by him. The function of the armor was adjusted to the defense field part. A light blue arc-shaped light was faintly visible in the air, covering the bodies of the two silver-armored think tanks.

"It really is the Terminator Armor." Avida was a little surprised.

Giving the think tanks the Terminator Armor, and the one from the XII Legion, which is famous for discriminating against think tanks... Avida thought that it was a blessing for these think tanks that Angron was raised by a psychic, and their treatment was different now.

When Avida was surprised that two people from the White Knight Think Tank were wearing Terminator armor, he saw something even more surprising.

After the think tanks walked away, some drones with containers dropped on them flew past the right side of the floating corridor.

Avida could see what was inside.

The neatly arranged sets of new armor also look like heavy Terminator tactical dreadnought armor.

They are silver in color.

It is extremely large and does not seem to have a section to house a reactor to supply energy, so there is more space for carrying weapons and ammunition.

The technology used in those armors is different from normal power armor.

Avida saw magic circle-like patterns flowing with bright white psychic light from those Terminator armors.

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