Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 279 The Lost Man

The bright white spiritual energy wrapped around the demon Tzeentch, dragging it towards the book given by the emperor in Qin Xia's hand.

The big demon struggled hard and wanted to say something with its broken bird beak, but its mouth could not make any sound. It wanted to use psychic power to speak, but found that its voice was blocked by Qin Xia's psychic power.

The big demon continued to struggle in vain, dragging his mouth and opening and closing it in vain. It seemed that he must have something to say to these damn real creatures on the spot.

"This is part of the plan." Qin Xia held the book in his hands and suddenly said something that seemed incoherent to others.

Judging from the effect caused by this sentence, everyone thinks it is a spell.

Because after Qin Xia said this, the mouth of the great demon Jianqi closed, as if something on his mind had been resolved, and the entire demon was dragged into the book at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately, in the book in Qin Xia's hand that was created by the emperor himself, an image of the great demon Tzeentch with bared fangs and claws appeared on a page.

At the same time, a line of platinum text slowly emerged on the page.

【The Changeling Demon Lord】

【Information: No name or surname. 】

[Level: Common face. Great Demon Armor, Thousand Sons Elf B.]

[Abilities: Fraud, espionage. ]

Qin Xia classified and filed the demons and closed the book.

The moment the book was closed, golden waves spread out, and everyone present felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Qin Xia saw the golden fluctuations again and could sense that they were spiritual energy fluctuations.

Recalling the sudden golden psychic shock that appeared in the subspace before.

The psychic blast disabled the ship's shields and the Geller's stance, but also ensured that Asar's soul was not taken away by the demons.

It is certain that this is the work of the Emperor.

The golden fluctuations appearing on the book right now can also be seen as proof of the emperor's power.

Regardless of whether the Emperor can obtain information with the help of this book, and whether the fluctuation just now means that the Emperor is projecting his own power, it does not affect the fact that when the Emperor helped Asar and Avida, he saw what happened to the two people, and he must have known about the demons and the Fifteenth Legion.

Qin Xia even felt that he already knew it.

"What we just encountered was a demon."

"Just like the demons we encountered on the White Knight before, they are a powerful warp creature and slaves of evil gods."

Qin Xia turned around and explained to the think tanks.

The think tanks were not very surprised at this time, because when the White Knight was hit by the wreckage of a warship captured by the Eldar Prophet in the Warp, a red creature from the wreckage of the warship entered the White Knight.

At that time, Qin Xia clearly said that it was a demon.

"Demons seem to come in various categories," the Chief Think Tank concluded. "Red, blue, and probably other colors, but I don't know what the differences are."

"This is what I will teach you later." Qin Xia put the book down and let it hang around his waist.

The Lord of the White Knights looked at the two Grey Knights.

The two of them remained calm for the time being and did not fall into a crazy state again.

"What is that?" A gray knight raised his hand and pointed at Qin Xia's waist.

In addition to the books made by the Emperor himself, there were also some other things hanging there.

Among the fragments, there was something shining with white light. Even if you looked at it with your toes, you could tell that it was not made by humans.

"This?" Qin Xia picked up the shining thing. "It's a creation of the spirit race. It's called the Torment Circuit."

See Qin Xia summon and capture demons alive.

See Qin Xia reveal the existence of demons to ordinary psychic think tanks.

And the various behaviors of Qin Xia that I saw before that could be considered as heresy...

The Grey Knights said nothing because they knew what Qin Xia was going to do and thought that Qin Xia's actions were necessary.

It is now the 30th millennium, there are no Grey Knights, and Qin Xia needs professional anti-demon troops.

Summoning demons is also for the purpose of destroying them...someone within the Grey Knights has done this before.

But the Grey Knights found it unbearable to have the alien creature hanging around their waists at all times.

It's not that demons and alien creatures can't be used. Anything is fine as long as it can be used to deal with demons, but they should not be summoned or used unless necessary. This is also a rule that everyone tacitly accepts.

"If I hadn't used this damn thing called the Torment Circuit to collect part of the Great Demon's essence, how could I summon it?" Qin Xia put down the Torment Circuit. "Anyway, it can restrain souls, or something similar to the soul. The battle just now couldn't have been fought without it."

The two Grey Knights looked at each other silently and sighed together.

"Whatever."

"Anyway, no one can control you, and no one can control us."

The Grey Knights spoke alternately.

"Our colleagues, our mentors, none of them are here."

"Two lunatics who have lost everything and are suffering from intermittent mental illness are living in a daze in an era that does not belong to them."

While speaking, the Grey Knights used their psychic powers to block everyone except Qin Xia, making it impossible for anyone except Qin Xia to hear what they were saying.

Qin Xia listened silently to what the two said, and then realized that they were very confused and bewildered.

It makes sense. Two people from ten thousand years later came to ten thousand years ago and found that everything was different from the history they remembered, and then everything they were familiar with disappeared.

Qin Xia thought of himself again.

I have never been lost or confused. As soon as I arrived at 30k, I knew what I wanted to do - to reverse Angron's tragedy and reverse that dark, corrupt, ignorant and terrifying future.

However, Qin Xia did not think that he was very strong or had amazing adaptability... He knew that he understood this era better than the Grey Knights, and he also had ambitions that seemed bizarre to others, so he did not seem so confused.

"As you please," the Grey Knight repeated.

"Call us if you run into something like this next time," said another Grey Knight.

Qin Xia nodded to the two of them. The Grey Knights turned around silently and stepped into the darkness.

"Send them back." Qin Xia said, "But not to the warehouse. I have made a unique bedroom for them. Kamas knows where it is."

Kamas, the youngest person in the think tank and the person who was gifted the Holy Shield Terminator Armor and Grey Knight weapons by the Grey Knights, stood up, saluted Qin Xia, and then sent the two Grey Knights to their new residence.

After watching the three people disappear from sight, Qin Xia looked at the chief think tank Varis.

Varis held his head high, as always.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment. When Varis began to feel doubtful and a little awkward when looking at each other, he suddenly saw Qin Xia hooking her finger at him.

Varis immediately moved closer and listened.

"Come with me and get Avida back."

……

The huge wreckage is still drifting in the void.

More than 100,000 people were crammed into a piece of wreckage. Although it was not yet to the point where people were piled on top of each other, the reserve oxygen was being consumed at an extremely fast rate.

Officers and enlisted men, wearing individual oxygen supply equipment, aimed their weapons at the gathered ordinary sailors.

The sailors sat on the ground, gathered together, looking at the individual oxygen supply devices worn by the soldiers with fear and some covetousness.

Avida can use his psychic powers to ensure that there is enough oxygen, but now the wreckage is on the verge of breaking apart due to some damage, and he must repair the cracks in the wreckage.

When most of his energy was spent on keeping a large wreckage that housed more than 100,000 people from breaking apart, all Avida could do to maintain life was to keep the concentration of carbon dioxide in the air within a safe range as much as possible.

"I'm too weak."

A voice echoed in Avida's mind.

It was a voice that he now felt was extremely familiar, yet strange.

It was the voice and tone of his speech when he did not exchange bodies with Avida and spoke using the body that originally belonged to him, named Asar.

Thinking back to what he had experienced in the warp, Avida felt very weak from the bottom of his heart.

He was filled with anger and hatred, and wanted to avenge his best friend, but in the end he couldn't even join the battle.

Now that we have entered the real universe, new crises have emerged, and we have no way to solve them.

If the residents of this galaxy do not rush to check out the wreckage, all those who have just escaped from the warp will face death.

"White Knight!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

Avida looked towards the porthole in a trance, where a pilot was standing, pointing outside and shouting.

People were like disaster victims who saw food. They crowded madly towards the portholes just to take a look at the warship outside. Then, under the intimidation of the soldiers, these people were forced to sit back in their original seats.

As the first person saw, the warship named White Knight had just jumped out of the warp and temporarily stopped at Mandeville Point.

Arvida saw the White Knight.

Logically, he should be excited to see his rescuers, but Avida felt more shame and guilt.

He was unable to help in the battle in the subspace just now, so he had to wait here until help arrived...

"It's the White Knight." Arvida shifted his attention from his mental exhaustion to others, and spoke to them in a way that everyone could hear, "It is the guide of the Primarch of the XII Legion. With him here, we will not face the fate of suffocating to death in this wreckage."

The crowd cheered.

Arvida looked toward the White Knight.

After leaving the warp, the White Knight quickly approached the wreckage.

At the same time, Avida also saw in his psychic vision that Qin Xia was standing on the command deck, with his right hand on his temple and his left hand stretched forward, releasing his psychic power with all his strength.

The wind and snow spread across the command deck, and the bright white psychic light gushed out of Qin Xia's eyes.

The wreckage was then dragged and began to approach the White Knight.

Avida analyzed it out of habit.

When the wreckage was thrown out of the subspace just now, the crack opened by Qin Xia not only allowed the wreckage to pass through, but also allowed the psychic energy in the subspace to flow into reality.

The real structure of this galaxy has been weakened, so Qin Xia was able to show the strength to directly drag such a large piece of debris close to the White Knight.

but.

Avida thought that even if Qin Xia was not in such an environment where the reality structure was weakened and filled with psychic energy, he could use psychic energy to prevent everyone in the wreckage from suffocating. This wreckage could probably survive in this galaxy until the end of time.

"Why is he so powerful and special?" Avida asked in his heart.

Although he had a strong interest in Qin Xia before, this was the first time that Avida focused on asking himself such a question that had no immediate answer.

Avida thought again.

It would be great if the Thousand Sons could be like Qin Xia, at least they wouldn't be bewitched by those damn Warp demons, at least they wouldn't attract Warp creatures because of the extremely shining soul projections when they casually released psychic spells.

As he pondered, the wreckage was dragged to the side of the White Knight.

Then, following a series of arrangements already made by the captain, the White Knight's engineers deployed the pre-built void corridors at an extremely fast speed and efficiency, connecting several passages in the wreckage.

The sailors poured into the White Knight along the corridor.

There, the medical logistics personnel arranged by the captain immediately checked everyone's condition, treated the wounded, tested for germs, and sprayed disinfectant.

Avida was the last one to walk out of the corridor, supporting an injured mortal.

Qin Xia stood in front of Avida.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Qin Xia looked helpless.

Avida felt a lump in his throat, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)