Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 433: Imperial Palace Forbidden Treasures
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"That's a good thing."

"No matter what, the two of them ended their master-disciple relationship like they completed a ritual. That's good."

royal palace.

Qin Xia and Makado walked side by side.

Malcador already knew what happened on Mars, but he didn't know some details.

"It does not matter whether Quadrant lives or dies," Malcador said. "He will not have the same impact on human history as Belisarius Kaur did."

Qin Xia thought: I don’t think so.

"Belissarius Cawl will be possessed by his mentor, and then see the conversation between his mentor and the Emperor in his mentor's memory. His mentor will not understand the words the Emperor said, nor who Cawl the Emperor was talking about, because those words were meant for the possessed Cawl."

"Then Cawl will reclaim his body and absorb all of his mentor's knowledge."

Malcador subconsciously glanced at the audience hall behind him.

"The Emperor just discussed with Angron and me what kind of communication method should be used to make his cross-time and space meeting with Cawl more ceremonial and fateful, and then inspire Cawl's enthusiasm."

Malcador said as he took out a bunch of keys from his waist.

Qin Xia looked at the key bunch, wondering about the seal holder's intentions.

He was originally sent back to the Quadrant and then to Terra, intending to talk to Angron about the Warmaster, but Malcador intercepted him halfway, resulting in him only being able to follow the old man on a walk around the palace.

After all, we are in a cooperative relationship now, and it would not be good to let Lao Deng stay away from me.

Makado led Qin Xia to a familiar place.

That was the dungeon entrance I saw when I first came to the palace.

The guards were still standing guard at the entrance.

Malcador approached, but the guards did not open the dungeon and pointed their weapons at him. "Sigil Master, as per your previous orders, I need to verify your identity."

The so-called way to verify your identity is to walk to the entrance of the dungeon.

The Emperor placed a seal over the entrance to the dungeon, allowing only those he permitted to enter.

Qin Xia saw that Malcador had given orders to the Imperial Guards to prevent himself from being impersonated by others. If they could not pass the seal verification, the Imperial Guards would really open fire.

boom--

A shockwave was released from the dungeon entrance, and then the golden psychic energy that permeated the entire dungeon entrance dissipated. The guards laid down their weapons, and Malcador stepped forward and used the key to complete the not very important step of unlocking the door.

"Please." Malcador turned around and gestured for invitation.

The imperial guards looked straight ahead and did not stop Qin Xia.

The Lord of the White Knights and the Sigillite stepped into the dungeon.

"Do you know why I brought you here?"

"Free?"

"humor."

Qin Xia and Makado were moving around in the dungeon.

The entire dungeon environment does not have any memorable or recognizable features, and even the light here cannot be told whether it is dark or bright.

Qin Xia could only see prison cells.

There were humans and alien creatures in the cells where things were imprisoned. There was even a cell where no one was inside, but the furnishings inside caught Qin Xia's attention.

Branded on the cell wall was a Roman numeral: ELEVEN.

"This is the cell prepared for Number Eleven." Malcador said without hesitation, "Number Eleven is a strange being. The education he received and the environment of his home planet have greatly changed him, and he has inherited the side of himself that his creator is most proud of."

"Extremely cold rationality and calculation?" Qin Xia asked.

"Yes." Malcador nodded. "Cold rationality. Don't you find that Eleven doesn't look human?"

Qin Xia nodded.

"If No. 11 does anything out of line in the future, we will imprison him," said Machado.

"I think it's not just number 11 who should have a cell here, but also the prison horse." Qin Xia said with a smile.

"Do you mean Magnus or Malcador?" the Sigillite asked. "I know that in your native tongue the two words are identical."

"Magnus..." Qin Xia asked back.

The two passed through the dungeon where the creatures were imprisoned and came to a deeper place. There were some special rooms of different styles, and inside were large containers. These containers were magical devices similar to static force fields.

Makado used the key to open one of the doors, took Qin Xia in, and then motioned Qin Xia to look at the contents of the container.

Qin Xia walked forward and saw a crystal inside.

"There are many collections under the palace, and they are all extremely powerful. You may think that these collections are like the Imperial Guards, which are powerful but always stay on Terra, which feels like a waste of resources. However, they are extremely dangerous."

Malcador stepped forward and hung a pendant around his neck before reaching out to open the container.

And the moment the container was opened, Malcador's face gradually became hideous, and fine beads of sweat seeped out of the old face of the youngest immortal, as if he was enduring an extreme pain.

Qin Xia also felt uncomfortable, but his reaction was not as intense as Makado's. He silently reached out and took out the crystal.

The moment he touched the crystal, Qin Xia felt that all the spiritual energy around him was taken over by the crystal, and the spiritual energy from Macador was being rapidly devoured.

This crystal is like another version of myself, Qin Xia thought. It takes the public resource of psychic energy and transforms it, but the psychic energy transformed by this crystal cannot be used by psychics.

"The Lament of the Irrational. Such is the name of this creation."

Machado said.

"It originated from an ancient scientist who advocated rationality and firmly denied any supernatural phenomena. He believed that any supernatural phenomenon was just a physical phenomenon that could not be explained for the time being. People regarded supernatural phenomena as some kind of spiritual power, which was not materialistic and rational."

"Any supernatural phenomena will dissipate wherever this scientist goes, but that's not because he has the same abilities as the Soulless, but because he has more powerful psionic gifts."

"Because he believed in his ideas too much, his psychic powers dispelled the supernatural phenomena around him, and when he realized this, he had an epiphany and spent his life building something like this."

Qin Xia pinched the psychic crystal and saw a woman's face in it.

"I have seen the future with the Emperor, and have seen Magnus's reactions to the accusations against Terra," Malcador added. "We always emphasize that things that have not happened are not important, but... take this thing, just in case something happens, you can use it to deal with it."

When Qin Xia wanted to ask how long he could hold onto this thing, Makado realized what Qin Xia would ask, so he took the initiative to speak: "You can hold onto this thing forever."

Qin Xia took out the Sirius Sword, removed a diamond from the hilt and replaced it with crystal.

When Qin Xia sent the Sword of Sirius into the area he had opened up in the subspace, Malcador heaved a sigh of relief and gradually relaxed.

The two left the dungeon.

"Remember this place. If something happens and I can't bring you here, you can come here by yourself." Malcador gestured to Qin Xia to take a good look around. "Remember everything that happened when you came back to the palace with me. Remember it well. First find the entrance to the dungeon, then pass the psychic test, and then open the door."

"I don't have the key." Qin Xia glanced at Makado's waist.

"It's not really a key, but an anchor that you can use to get in if the chips are down," Macador said.

After Qin Xia nodded, Makado asked Qin Xia if he remembered everything and asked him to repeat the order of all the things he had just seen.

It was as if the entire dungeon was an extremely dangerous place, and walking in it was a dangerous thing.

Only after Qin Xia described in order the dungeon No. 11, the cell where the aliens were imprisoned, and the room in the deepest part of the dungeon where the objects were placed, did Macador feel relieved.

"About Angron's appointment as Warmaster."

After walking out of the dungeon, Qin Xia suddenly mentioned this matter.

Malcador stood still and said seriously, "I have given Angron the autonomy to do this. He can choose to quit at any time, even if he doesn't want to command a war."

Seeing Qin Xia nod, Malcador mentioned the relevant matters about the War Marshal again.

"Ultimately we will choose between Angron and Horus, or both. The key is how they perform."

"This time, Magnus's matter will be handled by you and Angron. He will bring Leman Russ, Rogal Dorn, Mortarion and Perturabo, as well as the legions of these Primarchs."

It seemed that he was afraid that Qin Xia would misunderstand that he did not trust Angron's ability, so he asked Angron to bring so many legions to ensure that Magnus would definitely return to Terra, so Malcador explained it again.

"Mortarion is extremely anti-psychic, Perturabo is anti-psychic but friendly with Magnus, Rogal Dorn is cold and stubborn, and Leman Russ is a complete executioner of the Empire."

"If Angron can command Rogal Dorn and Leman Russ with his charisma, and ensure that Mortarion, who is extremely opposed to psionics, does not intensify the situation due to his ideas and lead to a civil war in the legion, and Perturabo, who has a friendly relationship with Magnus, can cooperate with him to bring Magnus back."

"Then Angron is the undisputed choice for Warmaster."

After hearing what Makado said, Qin Xia nodded slowly, thinking that this arrangement was not bad.

If Angron really didn't want to deal with those problematic brothers, then this action would be a suitable opportunity to withdraw.

However, Qin Xia still had doubts about the Warmaster: "You should know that Chaos will corrupt the most important military leaders of the human empire. If Angron becomes a target..."

"He's under your care, so there won't be any problems." Malcador patted Qin Xia's shoulder. "But I have to say that your concerns are justified. The cell number 11 you just saw, and the possible establishment of two warmasters I mentioned... are all defensive measures."

Qin Xia took a deep breath, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)