Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 450: Theory of Hair
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Perturabo set a trap in a cave.

The Primarch sometimes squatted down, sometimes lay down, took out devices that Angron could not tell what they were from the backpack behind him, and deployed them.

The only easy-to-understand thing about the devices is that they are all invisible - because they are painted purple.

Perturabo had obviously done his homework for today's operation, and had done very in-depth homework.

"Our chance has come, brother."

"Everything I just said to you is true. We shouldn't have jumped off the gunboat to help your adoptive father. We should have waited for the right time."

"Now we have waited, as I said, when the Gorron warlord walks to this cave we can enjoy watching an orc fool himself to death."

"I suggest you use your brain."

Perturabo turned around, smiled mysteriously, and tapped his head. "Your weakness is your emotionality. You should have used rational thinking just now. If the two of us had jumped in together, we would have been buried in the pit like your adoptive father."

Angron sighed. "So what can I do here? I didn't mean to drag you down with me. I meant to go down and you stay and wait for the right time..."

Perturabo thought about it and realized that it was true.

The Lord of Steel continued to deploy the device in silence, but his thoughts had been completely seen through.

Angron sensed that... his fourth brother did not want him to jump down. He simply did not want to take the risk because the battlefield was too dangerous.

Previously, Qin Xia said that "the Goron warlord is good at strangling the emperor", and Perturabo just took it as a joke, but later he thought about it carefully and realized that Qin Xia never talked nonsense except when he was foul-mouthed.

In addition, after the trip to Prospero, Magnus said that Qin Xia had the ability to easily break through the veil and enter the subspace to check the thread of fate...

Perturabo just felt that it was very dangerous. Perhaps it was really useless for his twelfth brother to follow him and wait for the opportunity, but it was enough for him to save his life.

“I find that you really…” Angron was about to complain when he heard heavy footsteps.

The two Primarchs quickly hid against the cave wall.

Perturabo raised his arm and projected a purple force field, covering himself and his brother's bodies.

The Gorong warlord staggered into the cave.

"Watch carefully." Perturabo had a proud sneer on his face, "Watch how your brother easily wipes out a warlord at the right time."

The warlord walked into the cave.

The two devices at the entrance suddenly projected a strong electromagnetic pulse towards it.

The warlord, whose body had undergone extensive mechanical transformation, trembled violently and roared as it smashed the device that emitted electromagnetic pulses. Although it could not see the device, it could determine the direction of the attack by instinct.

While the electromagnetic pulse was destroyed and the warlord's mechanical body had not yet fully recovered its mobility, other devices in the cave suddenly took effect.

A white ash filled the cave.

The warlord collapsed to the ground and convulsed violently.

Then those devices that could fire ammunition focused their fire on the warlord, and each round of ammunition could tear off a large piece of green flesh from the warlord.

“What is that?” Angron asked.

"The ashes of the Soulless." Perturabo sneered. "After the death of the Sisters of Silence, their bodies will be recycled and made into anti-psychic weapons. I can't get the ashes of the Sisters, but the Soulless are not just women..."

“As expected of you.” Angron nodded, thinking of the assassination sniper ammunition that Perturabo had used before.

Those jelly bean-sized things are probably made of the ashes of soulless people.

While the primarch brothers were talking, the Goron warlord was shot into a pile of rotten meat, with only the mechanically modified parts remaining intact.

The ammunition made from the ashes of the soulless people didn't even have the offensive power to leave a scratch on the modified parts, but it was able to tear open the warlord's body.

This is a characteristic.

"The right weapon at the right time can have amazing effects." Perturabo closed the purple force field. "See? Ammunition is very limited. If we had used it in the melee before, we would not have been 100% sure of killing the Goron warlord because there were too many factors affecting it. But now... look."

"You are still worried about accidentally hurting Guza. If you accidentally hurt Guza in front of Bloodaxe, we will not be able to evacuate." Angron sensed his brother's heart, "Some brothers think that your mind is as rigid as steel, but... I know that you are extremely meticulous, even more meticulous than Fulgrim."

As Perturabo removed the remaining bone ammunition from the device, thinking about using it to kill the remaining behemoths, Angron continued to express his thoughts.

"I can learn a lot from you, and I also benefited a lot from the military works you wrote for me before," Angron said.

Perturabo smiled widely.

Angron sensed the great joy in his brother's heart.

The joy of recognition.

Perturabo is different from Mortarion. He longs for recognition and praise, but he has strict requirements for the objects of recognition and praise. He will not work like a slave just for the praise of a group of mortals.

He was extremely eager for the approval and praise from his twelfth brother.

“Do you want to say something?” Angron changed the subject.

Perturabo felt the urge to explain what had happened since he left without saying goodbye that day.

"There's still the giant beast that hasn't been dealt with." The Lord of Steel turned and walked towards the cave exit.

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Gusa and Behemoth are still trying to kill each other.

The small greenskins who had previously been able to put in a few shots in the melee were now nothing but hissing farts and corpses on the ground.

When the Primarchs arrived, Gusa had just had one of his arms chopped off by the giant beast. The mechanical hand that Hissing Fart had built for it was grabbed by the giant beast the moment it hit the ground, and used as a baton to smash Gusa's head.

The skin was torn and the bones were flying.

Gusa took a few steps back to avoid the pursuit.

The giant beast walked slowly and heavily, breathing heavily. It was obvious that the negative impact of Qin Xia's use of the ancient relic on it had not subsided.

"You...you traitor..." The giant beast's breathing sounded like the roar of a tank engine, and it approached Gusa with a knife in hand.

Hissing Fart rushed over and hugged the giant's legs to try to stop it, but his whole body was thrown away by the momentum generated when the giant's legs were pulled upward. When the giant felt something on its feet and looked down, he saw nothing.

Gusa subconsciously raised his battle axe to block.

After the sound of weapons colliding, sparks flew everywhere, and the battle axe was suspended and embedded in the wall. "I... kill... no... chop you!" The giant beast raised its sword and chopped down.

Angron appeared in a flash, holding two axes and using his clever strength and grip to deflect the attack. Then, when the giant beast was forced back by the mental shock projected by Qin Xia, he swung his axe to cut off the right arm of the giant beast.

"Why do you care about it?" Perturabo roared in frustration and activated the device integrated into his arm armor.

This is an anti-psionic device that works by calling upon the psychic energy in the subspace to extract nearby psychic energy.

Magnus sponsored part of the technology as a friendly donation, and Qin Xia anonymously sponsored a psychic crystal.

However, when the device was activated, the giant beast was not affected at all, until Qin Xia once again projected a psychic attack, which caused the giant beast to stagger.

Through the practical steps indispensable to scientific research and invention, Perturabo determined that although the Ork's WAAAGH energy could also be called psychic energy, it originated from the Ork itself rather than the Warp, so it was difficult to distort the WAAAGH energy with psychic energy.

The Lord of Steel immediately raised the muzzle of the gun on his arm and fired the Soulless Ashes bullet at the behemoth.

In the face of the soulless characteristics, all supernatural powers except Qin Xia are treated equally. Their armor is pierced, their flesh is torn apart, and their WAAAGH energy is weakened.

The spiritual energy projected by Qin Xia immediately forced the giant beast to its knees, and at the same time began to squeeze its head. This time, the giant beast's helmet and protected head were quickly compressed.

The giant beast roared in pain, and a green light flashed at the waist of its armor, indicating that it was about to be teleported.

Angron immediately rushed towards the beast and swung his axe to chop at the green light before its body was about to dissolve.

Angron saw the beast's blade swing before he made the slashing motion, but he chose to dodge as much as possible while ensuring that the armor's teleportation function was destroyed.

The chainsaw axe cut a scratch on the armor, and the long sword cut a wound on the primarch's waist.

Then the energy bursting out from the waist of the giant beast's armor blew Angron away. Before the giant beast was blown to pieces by the energy, its head was crushed by Qin Xia.

The Ullanor Guards, who were several times more powerful than the Ghoron warlord, finally perished, their souls captured in the Warp by the Archdaemon Sarum of Khorne and stuffed into weapons before being taken over by the second brother Gomao.

Angron saw stars and tried to get up but fell back down again.

Perturabo went forward to check on his brothers, when suddenly Hiss Fart ran over, howling: "Hiss! We have to retreat quickly! The destruction of the magnetic core will cause a disaster! Hiss! Enough to tear open a rift! Because WAAAGH energy! Equivalent to psychic energy!"

"Don't worry, I have asked the White Knight to prepare for the ceremony long ago. The magnetic core will be thrown into the subspace the moment it explodes." Qin Xia and the greenskins have already completed the final step of destroying the core of the planet Goron.

Perturabo ignored the hissing fart and continued to examine Angron.

After confirming that his brother was just a little unconscious due to the WAAAGH energy when the teleportation device was broken, Perturabo finally felt relieved and stood up and walked towards Gusa.

Gusa lay on the ground, extremely weak.

Hissypii had already given it emergency treatment, so it didn't die.

"Alien!" Perturabo raised his arm and pointed it at Gusa's head.

Hissypit immediately crawled over and hugged Gusa's head, looking at his partner with fear and confusion.

Gusa glanced at the muzzle of the gun and looked at the rock wall above his head: "Order, cooperation, strategy... I finally understand. I thought I was chosen by the second brother of Mao, but in fact, I am not. I am exactly the one they hate and despise."

Perturabo frowned.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the Lord of Steel felt that Gusa had grown bigger and spoke more fluently than before.

"The second brother of Gomao is a god created by my tribe. At that time, we were very chaotic and disorderly, so they were also chaotic and disorderly."

"My people and I have been abandoned by God. Brother Gomao doesn't want us to walk the path of order."

"Even if this is the path that individuals of our race must take if they want to become stronger."

Gusa was like a charlatan, talking in a mysterious way.

Damn the second brothers, the two green-skinned gods.

Perturabo knew this, and he felt that Gusa was possessed by an evil spirit.

However, the Lord of Steel could not see what Gusa was seeing and thinking now.

Scenes kept appearing in Gusa's mind.

It saw orcs whose height was generally over twelve meters. These orcs were cold, serious, and rational, like parts of cold war machines built by some transcendent race, without any noisy or funny behavior.

Next to the orcs stood their tall and slender companions. They carried nothing, but they could extract matter from the warp in an instant and create inventions that could change the form of warfare - they were fart elves.

"Why did we separate when we fell?" Guza looked at Perturabo. "It's not just the Emperor Ullanor's lackeys who have mastered the teleportation technology. There are also..."

Hissy Fart's expression suddenly changed from fear to cunning.

Green vortices appeared under Perturabo and Angron behind him at the same time, and Qin Xia used psychic power to interfere with the vortices.

"He saved me anyway." Gusa looked at Angron.

The two primarchs disappeared on the spot, and Hisssy didn't know where they went. The WAAAGH energy of the green-skinned butcher disrupted his teleportation coordinates.

Then the fart spirit touched the ring on his hand, and whirlpools appeared under himself and his companions.

Gusa raised his head and looked at the rock wall. His electronic eyes penetrated the rock and saw the surface of the planet.

Its warriors and followers were beaming back to the fleet.

The destruction of the planet Gorong is a foregone conclusion.

Blood Axe sacrificed tens of thousands of commando bosses and countless boys, while humans, as the other party involved, lost nothing.

Gusa didn't want to complain about itself or anything, its goal had already been achieved.

The gateway to the Ullanor Empire was completely shattered, and the Blood Axe Clan will go deep into the Ullanor Empire and return to their former homeland, but not just to fight to return to their hometown.

Furthermore, the Greenskin Butcher, a man who once existed only in stories, was witnessed by the Bloodaxe Clan.

Perhaps he would be more restrained by the Butcher, Gusa thought, but he was not afraid, nor did he try to get rid of the restraint or regret his lie that he had just made, because he knew that without the Green-skinned Butcher, he would die in vain on the Super Big WAAAGH Star.

"Hiss, my rice is so thick."

Gusa hugged the hissing fart.

"Stay with me and see how far I can go on this rebellious and wicked path while being chained."

One second after the two primarchs were teleported away, the two greenskins also teleported away.

(End of this chapter)