Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 402: Theory of Hell

A sheepskin bag appeared in Qin Xia's hand.

When the bag was opened, inside was the skin of the Nest Killer, which was branded with strange patterns.

Qin Xia used his psychic vision to observe the skin and saw psychic energy lingering on it. This visual phenomenon showed that the skin itself had a substantial function and was not just a decoration.

But the psychic effect on the skin and the strange patterns imprinted on it was very weak, and as the killers died, the skin was drying up rapidly, and it was no longer possible to trace anything or anyone associated with this skin.

It is impossible to find more killers through skin and patterns, but Qin Xia believes that this pattern can be used as evidence of identity identification.

People who are influenced by Chaos always like to make these inexplicable decorations. Their purpose seems to be to write on their faces: "I am a Chaos believer."

Qin Xia memorized the pattern on the skin, and then the entire piece of skin was burned to ashes in his hands.

"Do you still remember the knowledge related to the principles of psychic energy?" Qin Xia asked while sitting on the steps.

The think tanks thousands of miles away heard his voice at the same time, and realized what the Lord of the White Knight was considering at this moment.

If you want to continue digging for more clues about those affected by Chaos, then knowledge related to the principles of psionic energy will be the solution.

"If you want to conduct a ritual, you need to do anything around the ritual site that can weaken the strength of the reality structure and enhance the influence of the warp. If you want to summon something from the warp, you need to make more preparations for the ritual, such as items related to the thing you want to summon and a name that will leave a deep impression on the world."

Varis immediately thought of the knowledge relevant to the current situation and spoke it out at the same time.

Finally, a conclusion is given.

"Although we haven't seen more killers here, this street is clearly the killers' ritual site, or a ritual hub. Clues must be hidden under the ruins here."

Hearing Varis' words, Qin Xia nodded with great satisfaction.

Varis made a few gestures to the think tanks, indicating that they should look for clues.

The think tanks spread out throughout the ruined streets, searching for clues hidden beneath the ruins.

Varis came to a seemingly inconspicuous ruin and looked up at the gunboat and the driver inside.

The gunboat was suspended in the air, and its pilot, who belonged exclusively to the White Knight, was named Kowa.

Kova is a special person from a special planet called Greater Nuceria. His home planet is a low-gravity planet with a surface covered by toxic gases and a large number of intelligent mutant creatures. People live in aerial cities, and flying aircraft is a necessary skill.

The people of this planet are tall and slender but look so thin that their bones are even hollow. At the same time, they have amazing dynamic vision abilities. An elite pilot of the Imperial Astartes Legion auxiliary forces needs to spend many years to build up his physique and adapt to the job of flying fighter planes before he can withstand higher G-forces and have better driving performance.

And the limits of this elite pilot are just the starting point for Kovar and his compatriots.

When they first arrived at the White Knight Librarian, some people were quite dissatisfied with the fact that a mortal rather than an Astartes was serving as a Librarian pilot, but they remained silent after learning about Kovar's past.

Kovar is the most admired war hero in the history of his home world. He once fought alone against a flying mutant the size of an Imperial frigate on his home world, and used his military exploits to bring hope to his compatriots in their darkest hour of despair.

"this."

Varis pointed to the ruins before him.

Kova drove the gunboat and fired a shot at the location next to the ruins. He calculated the explosion radius of the weapon very clearly, so this shot could just destroy the remaining broken walls and buildings on the ruins without affecting Varis who was only a stone's throw away from the ruins.

"If you ask me, it's a waste of your talent to be assigned to the Think Tank as a pilot." Varis removed the psychic barrier that was of no use at all.

"No, I was not transferred here. A genius like me can freely choose who to serve." Kova's voice appeared in the communication channel. "When the Primarch came to my home planet, I realized that the sky of my home planet was not vast enough. I joined the regular army and joined the Third Regiment, and then I finally came to the White Knights. It is an honor to serve the Lord of the White Knights."

"You have many good qualities, but you are not humble enough." Varis went into the ashes to check the areas that were bombarded by machine guns.

"After joining the Think Tank, I have been trying to be as humble as possible. In my opinion, my attitude when speaking now is as humble as dust."

Varis saw a metal tablet amid the ashes, with the same patterns that would be branded on the killers' skin.

Varis could probably guess what this block had been like before.

Under imperial management, corruption gradually spread.

In the torment brought about by the hellish living environment, the people here see no hope and turn to seek spiritual sustenance. The belief called the Heart of Caliban should have spread in this way.

Then its followers became more and more extreme and were influenced more and more deeply, until finally they began to perform sacrificial rituals under the influence of a certain person or a certain idea.

After that, that’s what the think tanks saw when they came.

"By the way, what is the native belief of Caliban?" A new Nuceria think tank also discovered the metal tablet and asked, adding, "Brothers."

The think tanks don’t know much about the customs and culture of Caliban. They have been trained by Qin Xia these days, so those unimportant matters can only be postponed.

However, as the most senior person in the think tank, Varis fought alongside the Dark Angels during the Dogs of War era, so he knows a little about the customs and practices of Caliban.

"Faith is very complicated, but it is ultimately a belief in survival," Varis said. "They want to survive in an era when giant beasts are rampant. It's barely related to atheism, after all, there were no gods to destroy the giant beasts at that time, only knights born among the people." "The knight class of Caliban is also quite interesting. Their status comes from the recognition of their compatriots. In other words, people expect them to kill giant beasts to protect themselves, so they will give them convenience and support them."

"Also, the people of Caliban are very united. After all, they live in a place where giant beasts are rampant, and people can only survive by helping each other. For example, when a person's home and property are destroyed, he can just find another stranger to explain the situation, and then he can get food and shelter. Unity is indispensable in a place with a small population and an extremely harsh living environment."

After listening to Varis, the new think tank who had previously asked about the Caliban people's beliefs looked at the metal monument in front of him, and after a moment turned his head to look at the messy street.

Suddenly sighed.

"My Lord."

"People who value unity can believe in a god of unknown origin, and then start slaughtering their compatriots as sacrifices... This shows that the living environment here is so desperate that it can't be more desperate. It's so desperate that the only hope left is to seek spiritual hope."

Upon hearing this, the Director of the Great Library once again emphasized a truth once said by the Lord of the White Knights: "Brothers. It is difficult for people who live in hell to resist the temptations of hell."

"Not to mention that a considerable number of these Calibans were relocated into the hive. They know where they used to live. And then all of that is gone, replaced by this... and the Primarch who once killed the behemoths for them suddenly turns his back on them." Varis looked up at the top of his head.

There was darkness above the block, which was some kind of dome-like arc-shaped structure in the hive structure.

Varis shook his head silently.

"Brothers, look at this." A shout suddenly came from the communication channel.

Then all the think tanks rushed to where the caller was.

The think tanks came to a ruined basement. A carbonized corpse was located in a dark and damp corner of the basement, with its back to the think tanks and facing the wall, as if it was kneeling in worship, or like it was protecting its own child.

"He was affected by my psychic flames," Kamas said. "I didn't expect it to burn people who were hiding, so he probably didn't turn into ashes directly..."

"Fortunately, it didn't burn to ashes." Varis waved his hand, and a strong wind blew past. The carbonized body was blown into ashes, and then something that looked like a chip was revealed.

The chip was previously protected in the corpse's arms.

Varis picked up the chip and stuffed it into the neck guard. After the armor disinfected the chip, a video was played.

The film shows a dozen people gathered in a hall. A man who looks like an imperial bureaucrat stands on the podium. Next to him is a Caliban who translates High Gothic. Behind him is a group of soldiers who are distributing food and clothing to the people outside the hall.

This Imperial bureaucrat spoke of the Heart of Caliban, and how this faith could be the salvation of all Calibans.

Varis looked at the man and felt that he looked familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly remembered the imperial personnel when I first arrived in Caliban. The person standing next to the governor was the one who was preaching in the video.

The database inside the armor compared the person in the image with the information provided by Luther, and then displayed the person's position and name.

"Assistant Governor Caliban, Kavak."

Varis broadcast the video footage to all think tanks.

The think tanks looked serious after reading this.

Varis immediately spoke to the wall in front of him: "Sir."

Qin Xia, who had been paying attention to the think tanks before, is now teaching the new think tank who is good at astrolanguage-related skills in the subspace. That think tank was left in Nuceria for communication.

It was not yet nine o'clock in the evening in Nuceria, of course, but real-universe time was meaningless when it came to matters related to the Warp.

Qin Xia seemed to have arranged a set of things that his future self would do, so that in the next period of time, no matter what he was doing at nine o'clock in the evening in Nukeria, the Star Language Think Tank far away in Nukeria would be able to receive his teachings.

So, Varis waited for a while before Qin Xia asked, "What did you find?"

"Governor Caliban's assistant is the mastermind behind this."

"We previously decoded the brain of a killer, but did not find any important information. This may be because those who spread the belief in chaos only contacted a few people, and the reason was that a few people went out to spread the belief."

"From the video footage I just saw, Assistant Governor Kavak is the mastermind behind this. And from what the assistant of the officer who arrived late just said, it can be judged that he has already reached into the mortal army."

After reporting a series of things, Varis waited for Qin Xia to make a decision.

"Then what do you want to do, Varis? This is a trial for you." Qin Xia just asked.

"The think tank troops will immediately go to the residence of the Governor's Assistant, which is in the ecological garden not far from the hive, and kill him. Then hold a banquet in his name and kill everyone who comes to the banquet." Varis replied.

"The trial is over." Qin Xia shook his head. "Killing a few people won't solve the impact of Chaos. Besides, Chaos is like a thought virus. Anyone can be infected. Are we going to kill everyone on Caliban?"

Varis lowered his head towards the wall, feeling extremely lost. He felt that as the chief think tank, he had brought shame to the name of the White Knights, a think tank unit.

"No, don't be disappointed. This is normal because it's the first time you're dealing with something like this on your own." Qin Xia said, "Come back first and we'll talk about it later."

(End of this chapter)