Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 465 Webway
"How can there be such a flexible war machine..."

Perturabo was immediately curious about the war machine before him.

How do those slender legs support the weight of the entire body?
How did this huge monster manage to make such a swift and fierce attack just now?

This series of questions had to be suppressed temporarily. Perturabo restrained the doubt and curiosity in his eyes, and made his eyes full of hatred and contempt for the alien creation.

The Alien Titan looked down upon the Primarchs for a minute.

Then several aliens walked out of the webway gate behind the Titan.

These aliens look slender, wearing thin armor that fits their bodies very well, holding a variety of weapons. At the same time, they are exactly the same as Titans in one respect - they hold their heads high and look down at humans from a superior position.

Even though these aliens were not as tall as the Space Marines, even the Primarchs felt like they were being looked down upon by these arrogant creatures.

After Qin Xia walked to Angron's side, Perturabo gently nudged Qin Xia with his elbow: "I think they look like your friends?"

Qin Xia rolled his eyes at Perturabo.

"Aliens!" Lorgar suddenly walked to the front and pointed at the aliens standing at the feet of the Titans. "Your presence here is the biggest mistake you have made in your life. You will be judged!"

Although all Primarchs except Eleven hated the xenomorphs, Lorgar's attitude towards them was even more extreme.

"..."

The Eldar remained silent, glancing at the other Primarchs before looking at Angron alone.

Angron sensed it.

The reason the aliens came here is simple - to communicate.

There was no ill will, no hostility, but there was contempt.

Angron sensed that these aliens, called the Eldar, were particularly arrogant, and they viewed almost all humans, except the Primarch, as barbarians and space apes.

This does not mean that the Eldar like the Primarchs. They think that the Primarchs are dangerous and will bring disaster to mankind in the foreseeable future, but the Primarchs are also advanced, equivalent to demigods.

“We are here to communicate.”

After making sure that Angron had sensed his intention, he spoke.

"Let's talk about the Ullanor Empire."

Another Eldar spoke.

They all spoke human language with extremely standard accents.

Angron sensed that one of the Eldar even felt a little proud - the higher races' senses, vocal organs, and thinking allowed them to learn and speak crude and low-level languages, and speak them more standardly than humans. This was both an advantage of the higher races and a "great degree of humility" that the higher races should show in this meeting.

The Primarchs looked towards Angron.

Angron nodded, indicating that the other party did want to talk, and there was no hostility or conspiracy... at least no conspiracy in the current situation.

"We shouldn't talk to any aliens!" Lorgar prepared to release his psychic energy, "We should crush them!"

"You are worse than most mortals." The Eldar said, "At least some of the humans we have seen know that if the two sides do not start fighting immediately, they should sit down and talk."

Arrogance, condescension... Angron sensed this.

The Primarchs except for Number 11 were also angered by the Eldar's attitude and prepared for battle.

All the huge war machines of the Titan Legion in the rear also raised their weapons and aimed at the Eldar Titan in front of them.

When the two sides were on the verge of a fight, another elf walked out of the strange gate in front.

That is the Webway Gate. The Emperor's ultimate goal is to allow humans to completely get rid of the warp travel with the help of the Webway, and to free most individuals of the human race from the threat of Chaos.

Angron sensed this information, and also sensed how powerful the Webway was: these Eldar came from a planet twenty-seven light years away, and they came on foot.

"Don't be impatient."

The new Eldar came before the Primarchs and first saluted them using human etiquette, and then signaled to their kind behind them not to say anything that might anger humans.

This Eldar was wearing black clothes with golden stripes. He stood up and took off his black helmet, revealing an extremely handsome face.

"Cooperation and communication are the privileges of intelligent creatures and are also necessary skills for survival," said No. 11.

"Eldrad Uslan." Qin Xia said to Angron.

"He is it?" The Primarch frowned slightly.

Qin Xia had already told the Primarch many things about the galaxy, including alien races, chaos, and the subspace...

Eldrad Ulthran, the prophet of the Ulthvi Craftworld, is a unique Eldar who has expectations for humanity and will help humans during the Horus Heresy, but will also use them.

The Prophet of Urthvi walked towards the Primarchs.

Angron also approached the Prophet.

"How about we have an efficient communication?" Uslan smiled and stretched out his hand, motioning Angron to touch him.

"I have sensed them." Angron glanced at the Eldar at the Titan's feet.

"There are things they don't know." "Okay."

Angron did not touch the Prophet.

Uslan did know something that the Eldar did not.

He was sent to the Ullanor Empire to assist another prophet in his mission - to find a way to bring disaster to both the human race and the greenskin empire.

The prophet knew what was under Krako One, so he tried to guide the Beast King of Ullanor to send out troops to fight the Blood Axe Clan on Krako One, and then tried to seduce the greenskin warlords to blow up the planet's encryption facilities.

The purpose of doing this is to lure humans to Krako and take advantage of the previous entanglement between the Blood Axe Clan and humans.

Eventually, the self-destruction defense mechanism of the Ancient Ones' creations was activated, killing all the Primarchs, warlords, and emerging greenskin forces.

Uslan was against this, but he was not the one who led Operation Ulanno. It was not until Qin Xia took away the ancient saint's creation and caused Operation Ulanno to fail completely that Uslan finally had the opportunity to impeach another prophet and lead the operation.

But Uslan did not want both humans and greenskins to suffer losses. He wanted to do humans a favor and destroy the Ullanor Empire, a failure whose fate depended on being defeated by the Emperor.

And this favor will become the "thread" for Uslan to establish connection with humans in the future.

Angron sensed this instantly, but he did not say anything nice to Uslan. Instead, he took two steps back and looked at all the Eldar aliens vigilantly.

"You are so vicious and so good at using conspiracy and trickery!"

Angron realized that if his adoptive father had not found a way to deal with the Old Ones' creation, the Old Ones' self-destruct mechanism would eventually be activated and everyone would die.

Before that, the Eldar had not even appeared. No matter whether it was the greenskin warlords or the primarchs, their souls would probably blame each other when they entered the warp, completely unaware that they died because of the Eldar.

"I will make sure that my people will not use such tricks again." Uslan did not make any excuses, but stroked his chest and promised, "I will also help you win the greatest honor in this Ullanor War."

Angron sensed that there was no hypocrisy or conspiracy in Uslan's heart, but he still instinctively did not trust this alien.

The Eldar Aliens are different from the Blood Axe Clan. They are too dangerous. They have been planning a conspiracy in the dark that could severely damage Ullanor and the Human Empire and allow them to escape safely.

"What kind of help can you provide?" Number 11 stepped forward, tilting his slender neck downward, his face almost close to Uslan's. "Words are useless."

“He can help us navigate the Webway,” Angron said, sensing this. “That’s the help he wants to offer.”

Upon hearing the word Webway, all the Primarchs were surprised.

Angron heard his brothers' voices and explained, "It's not that from now on our entire human race can freely use the Webway, but only our fleet and army can use it, and we have to take this alien with us. If the alien leaves one day, we won't be able to use it."

Perturabo responded to Angron in his mind: That's good too.

Angron gathered the opinions of his brothers, then looked down at Uslan and nodded silently.

……

All the Eldar except the Prophet Uslan left.

Uslan led the Primarchs to the strangely shaped webway door, ready to verify the help he promised to the Primarchs.

Qin Xia sent a star message to the emperor and soon received a reply.

Because the Emperor is an exceptionally powerful psychic, and his soul projection shines like a celestial body in the Warp, the astronomical language emitted by Qin Xia is even more stable and rapid.

Just like instant messaging software.

Qin Xia: "We will soon be led into the webway by an Eldar. Don't you want to take a look?"

Emperor: "I am not with you, and I cannot project my psychic energy over there. The webway will block my psychic energy."

Qin Xia: "It's okay. I brought recording equipment. I'll send you all the readings and video data later."

Emperor: "【Thumbs Up】"

At this point, Qin Xia didn't know whether the emperor really sent a thumbs-up in the star language or it was just his illusion. In any case, he did not receive any clear verbal response.

Uslan used some unknown means to open the webway gate.

The Primarchs gave evacuation orders to the troops they brought with them, and then stepped into the Webway with the aliens.

After entering the webway, what appeared before the Primarch and Qin Xia was a translucent golden circular passage, sometimes straight, sometimes winding. Some parts of the passage were extremely wide, enough for a large fleet to pass through freely, and some parts of the webway were extremely narrow, and the Primarchs had to crawl to get through.

These passages are only a tiny part of the field of vision, and this tiny part with countless branches is also the most inconspicuous corner of the giant ancient project, the Webway.

Qin Xia recorded what he saw and analyzed it at the same time... but any detection equipment he carried with him was ineffective.

It's not because of some kind of confidentiality mechanism that failed, it's simply because the detection equipment is unable to detect the engineering miracles created by the ancient saints. Whether it's psychic power or real technology, the ancient saints have reached the pinnacle.

Uslan led the crowd along a path for an unknown amount of time, then suddenly stopped and looked at the Primarchs.

"We are currently in the Goron system, the gateway system of the Ullanor Empire that has been occupied by you."

"The specific location is probably Gojong 1."

The Prophet took a step aside.

"Now, I'm on Gojong III."

(End of this chapter)