Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 366 The Enslaved
Inside the void facility.

An Overlord stood in the passage, staring at the shadow on the wall that presented a dreamlike scene.

The world in Shadow is both orderly and chaotic at the same time.

It presented a complex and contradictory scene, with everything that had happened in the past and present appearing as dark outlines in the shadows, and it showed every scene on the planet and in the void at the same time.

However, in the Overlord's senses, all of this was extremely clear and organized. He could quickly find what he wanted to see among those complex scenes and sort out the order in which those scenes occurred.

Through this shadow that functions as a porthole, the Overlord can stand in the void facility near Randan II and see every scene within the Randan galaxy.

The reason why the shadow presents a chaotic yet clearly contradictory scene, but is extremely clear and organized in the eyes of the Overlord, is because the Randan aliens popularized a transformation technology, and only the dominant alien races in the Randan Alliance have undergone transformation.

The reason for this transformation was not to allow higher races to observe what was happening anytime and anywhere, but simply to deprive the lower alien races in the Randan Empire of the power to look into the void at the sensory level.

Those slaves who were under mind control and those who were not, as the lowest race in the Randan Empire, worked until they died in a dark environment, but they could not even look into the void and imagine the beautiful scene of themselves being free.

When the higher races of the Randan Empire saw individuals of the lower races, who had not undergone sensory transformation and could only stand in front of the shadows and watch contradictory scenes that were enough to make their sanity collapse, their various tragic performances were a source of pleasure.

"I saw."

The Overlord said.

It refers to the destruction of Randan III.

The slaves who were carrying supplies for the position gathered around the overlord. When they heard the overlord's words, they shuddered and trembled all over. They looked at each other, feeling fear, doubt and worry.

"What did we lose? A Death Star that can be replaced at any time, that's all."

"And they will lose their demigod."

"We're going to face an attack here."

The Overlord continued into the communicator.

"In a grand war of racial confrontation, the role of slave cannon fodder is ridiculously insignificant. We must change our tactics."

"When I see those armored apes appear in the darkness before me, I will order the killing of every slave in the facility."

After saying this, the Overlord stared at the shadow, observing the scene that was chaotic yet clear among the slave race, but in his own eyes it was as smooth and eloquent as a movie.

The interlocutor uttered a blessing in the common language of Randan, and then the communication was interrupted.

The overlord turned to look at the slaves, and the slaves became even more worried and terrified.

The Overlord spoke the common language of the Randan Empire, which was also the language used by the slaves, but the slaves could only understand a few words of it.

Scholars from the diplomatic race of the Empire developed a common language for communication within Randan. Designed by the masters of exquisite linguistics, the language was as complex and difficult to understand as a code, becoming a code-level language that could not be learned without a teacher.

The slaves could only understand a few tones that their masters often shouted when they were driving them to work, such as work, die, slave.

As the lowest slave race in the Alien Alliance, the slaves can only understand a few words when their masters speak, such as slave, and then they will speculate what their masters said and what arrangements they made when their masters mentioned their lowly status during their communications.

And when the masters mentioned the word slave, the slaves would face a variety of consequences.

Generous rewards and cruel punishments.

This forced the slaves into a state of panicked speculation, trembling with hope for good results and fear for bad results.

And this is also one of the sources of pleasure for the higher races.

Overlord likes this.

"Distribute smelly food." The Overlord told his assistant, "Let these lowly creatures have a good time. Let them think I want to reward them... Then, kill them all."

The order was given, and the Overlord continued to stare at Shadow.

Suddenly an arm was placed on the Overlord's shoulder. When the Overlord was surprised at who dared to treat him with such an offensive gesture, he saw a human being.

"Can you understand what's inside?" Qin Xia put his arm around the Overlord's shoulder like a good friend, staring at the shadow that he couldn't understand at all.

Qin Xia didn't know that when he couldn't understand the scenes in the shadow, he was already an individual of the lowest slave race in the class system of the Randan Empire, not to mention that he didn't even know one or two words in the common language of Randan, and was considered the lowest of the lowest in the eyes of the higher races of Randan.

But Qin Xia doesn't care about the opinion of a weird-looking ant.

When the idea of ​​attacking emerged in the Overlord's mind, Qin Xia swept his right leg across and shattered the Overlord's kneecap, forcing the tall alien to kneel in front of him. He then raised his spear and pierced through the alien's crown, killing it with two holes.

The slaves watched in horror as their feared and revered overlord was killed on his knees, his body then pinned down with spears, remaining in the kneeling position even after death - just as humbly as they had begged their masters for their lives.

Then, under the gaze of the aliens, the human who had suddenly appeared in the passage just now sat on the shoulder of the Overlord's corpse, with his left leg folded over his right leg, his upper body leaning against the corpse's head, maintaining a leisurely posture.

His armor looked very heavy and gorgeous, but he was able to pose in a casual posture so freely. The slaves immediately realized that this uninvited guest was a hundred times more advanced than the overlord in terms of both combat power and equipment.

Qin Xia crossed his legs, leaned against the overlord's head, and said to the slaves in front of him: "I came here for a pitch-black container. There is a pair of open wings engraved on it, and there is a long sword in the middle of the wings. It looks perfect in line with the aesthetic concept of my tribe... Have you seen it?"

The words echoed directly in the slaves' minds, and they all heard the question sentences formed by the words in the language they were most familiar with.

While waiting for an answer, Qin Xia looked around.

Sixty percent of the entire void facility was pitch black and void. That was the influence of the psychic shielding field, but the impact of this range was completely different from the previous impact on an area the size of the container, which made Qin Xia suspicious again.

Qin Xia looked at the slaves again. Almost all the people in this slave labor team composed of messy aliens were shaking their heads.

But Qin Xia looked closely and saw that among the slaves crowded together there was one who was familiar to him. Familiar in appearance.

They were not slaves, but humans... although it made no difference to the Randan alien.

"I've transported that thing!" One of them stood up and said in a language that Qin Xia couldn't understand but could understand directly from his consciousness, "I can take you there."

Qin Xia nodded, immediately stood up, pulled out the spear from the overlord's body, stepped over the body, and came to the enslaved person.

The man didn't know Qin Xia's identity, nor did he know who the fleet that was attacking the galaxy outside belonged to, and he didn't even know the existence of the human empire, but Qin Xia's appearance told it all.

"He is one of my kind!" the man said to the other aliens, using a common language invented by the slaves themselves. "He will save us! We must help him!"

The aliens, who were from different races but were all enslaved, whispered to each other, then took the tools used for work from behind and held them in their hands like weapons.

Qin Xia had long sensed that these slaves had not yet been mentally controlled.

But he didn't understand why. Obviously, it was the safest way to control them mentally, but the Randan Alien just kept some who were not under mental control.

But this is also a good thing for me.

Qin Xia walked among the aliens who came from different races but were all enslaved. The aliens made way for him, and when Qin Xia passed in front of them they gathered together again.

The human enslaved by Ran Dan walked slightly in front of Qin Xia, leading the way.

"It's okay if you go a little further. I guarantee you won't die." Qin Xia said.

Listening to the meaning echoing in his mind, the human quickened his pace and asked at the same time: "Where are you from? Is the fleet outside your army? The scene shown by those shadows is too chaotic. I can only see a fleet..."

"I come from the Human Empire, and the fleet outside is the Imperial Fleet." Qin Xia replied.

"Human Empire?" The human was very surprised. "I thought that my fellow slaves were the only remaining humans in the galaxy, and that the remaining humans were enslaved by their masters."

"You are not the only ones." Qin Xia said, "In short, the Empire is ready to completely exterminate all the races that enslaved you. In the language I use, your masters are aliens, which is a term used to include non-human races."

The man was very surprised after hearing this, and continued to lead Qin Xia in surprise.

The alien slaves behind followed closely behind.

At this time, a communication box appeared in Qin Xia's field of vision, and Brown was on it.

"The whirlwind torpedo you sent over has been verified by the White Scars."

"The serial number shows that the whirlwind torpedo was launched by one of the battleships of the White Scars Fleet when it was approaching Randan III, and then it disappeared inexplicably."

"Obviously, the cyclone torpedo did not disappear, but was stolen and used to replace the psychic bomb that was supposed to be used on the Randan III."

After listening to what Brown said, Qin Xia was about to say something when a gate on the road ahead was opened by the guide, and a patrol team composed of Ran Dan's elite warriors appeared in sight.

The guide was startled.

The alien slaves who followed Qin Xia were also startled.

Ran Dan's elite soldiers discovered the enemy in front of them, then immediately sought cover and opened fire.

The energy weapons in their hands fired beams of light, all of which were intercepted by the psychic barrier.

Qin Xia waved his hand at the passage in front of him, and the shock wave swept from one end of the passage to the other in an instant. All the elite soldiers of Ran Dan along the way were shattered, and even the entire passage was "expanded" a lot by the impact.

After a brief moment of shock, some alien slaves immediately rushed over and picked up weapons from the debris on the ground.

The guide continued to move forward, occasionally exchanging a few words with the aliens behind him. When he said where he wanted to go, the alien slaves who had worked or done maintenance work nearby would provide some shortcuts.

On the way, they met some elite warriors of Randan again. Those aliens with guns shot at their former masters, but the weapons in their hands could not even penetrate the energy shield. In the end, Qin Xia directly eliminated the enemies.

But these aliens are very familiar with the environment here. The shortcuts they provided allowed Qin Xia to bypass the large transport passages that the guide knew, saving a lot of time.

Finally, when the guide stopped, Qin Xia came to an environment that looked like a hangar.

A layer of energy film separates the void from the vast space shaped by dark metal inside the hangar. The spike-shaped aircraft of the Randan alien and a small ship under repair are docked in the vast space of the hangar.

"Let's go straight through another passage." The guide looked around to identify the path, then walked towards a gate.

"Stay here." Qin Xia looked at the guide. "If you can fly an alien aircraft, drive it away from here. Wait until the Empire attacks here and then takes you away. But don't take those aliens with you. Even if they have been through thick and thin with you... they will implicate you when they are killed."

The leader stopped, dazed for a moment, then shook his head: "There are still some of our kind left here, I have to take them away."

"Then you find a place to hide and wait for this facility to be attacked. Then you can find a tall warrior like me, give this to him, and ask him to report your situation." Qin Xia said as he took off a piece of decoration from his waist. It was the emblem of the World Devourers Legion.

Qin Xia estimated that the detection devices used to detect mind control had become popular. The Space Marines would directly check the human slaves in the facility and confirm whether they were pure. If this person was not subjected to some kind of mental control that he himself was not aware of, then he would survive.

The guide took the sign with both hands and put it into the chest of his thin clothes.

Qin Xia walked towards the gate and glanced at the alien slaves.

The aliens realized that the attackers outside would not rescue them, so they began to enter the ultra-small ship that was under repair and try to save themselves.

Qin Xia did not stop him and went straight into the gate to do something extremely important first.

(End of this chapter)