Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 526: Psychic Fearlessness
As they talked, the poisonous fog spread faster.

Plague zombies and plague warriors attacked the defense line under hail of bullets. The combination of tough warriors and undead creatures was enough to disintegrate the defense line of the planetary defense force in the moment of battle, but the think tanks in the trenches nailed the defense line firmly like rivets, so that the defense line would not collapse easily.

The Plague Warriors and Undead creatures with fierce and accurate firepower are only the first threat that mortal soldiers have to face. When they approach and kill a large number of soldiers on the defense line, the virus will follow.

Some weak-willed mortal soldiers were covered with pustules, some felt itchy, and some even coughed up large numbers of maggots.

The think tanks dispersed the psychic power to the soldiers throughout the defense line, allowing the defense line to continue to exist.

Qin Xia was in the command post, his attention not on the ever-tight defense line that was about to collapse, but on every plague warrior.

He had used his psychic vision to observe that the plague warriors were wielding the psychic powers of others. The psychic powers remained in the space in a wisp state, directed towards the center of the poisonous fog.

Jonah was also observing with psychic vision.

However, all the psychic saw was a series of chaotic images that flickered in and out of view. The images showed the death of a member of the White Knights, a star system thousands of miles away, a house on the planet Ursol, and even a pair of shoes...

Experience had taught Jonah that it all made sense; they were just clues waiting to be connected.

But experience also taught Jonah that it was not a good idea to take what he saw with his psychic vision seriously and analyze it, because at the moment they were just worthless messy clues.

Qin Xia knew what Jonah had seen just by looking at his embarrassed expression.

This is what most psychics can see after entering the psychic field of vision, chaotic and complicated, and meaningless for the time being.

It was like a video website Qin Xia had visited before. After clicking on a video, a barrage of “Save traffic: xxx” would appear. Unless you watched to the end, you would have no idea what that “Save traffic” meant.

"Continue to command." Qin Xia turned and gave orders to the officer, then walked out of the command post and came to the front line of the position.

Jonah thought for a moment and followed him out.

It seemed that some existence hidden in the dark saw the two of them, and no longer hid in vain, but gradually appeared.

A large area of ​​poisonous fog suddenly presented a visual appearance similar to a tornado, and in the eye of the storm, a figure slowly walked out from the flowers and green grass.

Typhons - even though his face was festering due to the power of Nurgle and he had to wear a helmet all the time, Qin Xia could still recognize him at a glance.

"Why are you back?" Taifengs looked at Qin Xia as he walked forward.

Qin Xia didn't want to talk to the traitor, so he raised his hand slightly and flicked his middle finger from a distance of dozens of kilometers.

Mighty lightning descended from the sky and struck Typhons on the head.

But this had no killing effect, not because Typhons was too powerful or had high psychic attainments, but because the surrounding environment changed rapidly. Typhons and all the people who did not belong to Qin Xia's memory era disappeared without a trace.

Planet Mountain Pass is still the same mountain pass.

But there is no trace of any human activity. At this time, Ursol is the "uninhabited planet" recorded by the Society for the Study of Human History.

"what happened?"

Varis stood on the ground, looking around in a trance, still holding his spear high.

Just now he was about to kill a Plague Warrior, but his gun missed. Not only the Plague Warrior, but all the friendly mortals present disappeared.

"The friendly fleet has disappeared, and the void facilities in the galaxy have also disappeared," the captain reported.

"Those people we saw appeared briefly from the future in the present." Qin Xia analyzed, "The time structure in the Eye of Terror is not stable. Now that it has returned to normal, they have naturally disappeared."

As soon as he finished speaking, everything that had just disappeared suddenly reappeared, but had changed.

The Plague Walkers and Plague Warriors have broken through the mortal defenses, and the mortal soldiers began to flee.

The warriors of the White Knights were also retreating step by step, and the captain Jonah was fighting with Typhons.

The entire building is about to collapse and the world is turning upside down.

Seeing the friendly forces that had suddenly disappeared just now reappear, Jonah shouted for their support.

At this time, although the psychic attack that Qin Xia had just condensed and launched missed, some psychic power still remained in the space. When Typhons, the person Qin Xia had intended to attack, appeared again, the remaining psychic power attacked him.

Typhons, who kicked Jonah away and was about to release the psychic barrier, suddenly stiffened.

What hit him was not lightning or some kind of attack with physical effects. The attack was invisible and intangible. It was an attack caused by Qin Xia's remaining malice towards Typhons, an abstract idea of ​​"I want to kill him". The effect caused was also unthinkable and observable.

The armor gradually broke into pieces, the pustules on the belly burst, and green liquid gushed out.

Typhons coughed violently and knelt on one knee. It took him a long time to gradually adapt.

"Kill me." Typhus looked up.

Without his reminder, Qin Xia attacked again.

This time the psychic lightning hit Typhons directly, blasting the Vanguard of Nurgle into pieces.

However, the defense line has been broken, and the mortal soldiers are fleeing and being slaughtered. Even if Typhons dies, no one can spare psychic power for the plague warriors to use, and the situation seems irreversible.

It just seems irreparable.

"Assemble!" Qin Xia stepped forward with a gun.

All think tanks gathered around the Lord of the White Knight.

People like Tethys and Varis who have powerful psychic resonance powers use the Metamorphosis fusion technique taught by Qin Xia to summon psychic giants to consolidate their defense.

The White Knights also made arrangements at the same time.

The members of the White Knight Regiment gathered around the think tanks, while Jonah came to Qin Xia and called for support.

"Wake up that ancestor!"

Qin Xia heard Jonah say.

An airdrop capsule was launched from Jonah's ship and fell to the surface of the planet with a tail flame.

On the ground, a giant flower suddenly rose from the ground, spraying venom and destroying the airdrop capsule in the sky.

"That's it?" Qin Xia thought.

But looking at the reactions of Jonah and the others, they were not in a hurry at all. Finally, a few kilometers ahead, right in the center of the Plague Warriors and the Plague Zombies, a black light suddenly appeared, and everything within a radius of hundreds of meters was crushed into molecules or atoms by the surging psychic energy.

The black light turned into spots of light and dissipated, and everyone saw what the secret weapon that fell from the sky was.

A dreadnought mecha.

A large number of seemingly exaggerated decorative patterns are spread all over the body of the Dreadnought.

The left hand is inlaid with a ceremonial giant sword, and the right hand is inlaid with a ceremonial shield. Even the side facing the enemy is covered with reliefs, which is obviously not used for combat.

But focusing only on aesthetics doesn't mean this dreadnought has no lethality.

The sarcophagus used to store the crippled driver was flashing with black psychic light, continuously releasing psychic shocks from the inside out. All zombies or plague warriors who tried to approach and destroy it were crushed to the ground by the surging psychic shocks after approaching a few dozen meters.

Lightning and flames appeared in the surrounding space without a trace.

Like all Dreadnoughts, this one also becomes grumpy after being awakened and put into battle. It wields its rage and brutally kills every enemy it sees.

"I am the son of Angron!"

A roar came from the Dreadnaught Sarcophagus.

The roar was enhanced by psychic power and resounded throughout the wilderness. No matter how far away they were, everyone could hear it clearly as if someone was speaking in their ears.

Fearless raised the giant sword, the transmission joints of his right arm rumbled, and he slowly raised the giant sword above his head.

Lightning fell from the sky onto the sword's edge. Fearless stood in the flying electric sparks and made a powerful move.

"Kill..."

"Rebellion!!!"

The giant sword was inserted vertically into the ground.

The black psychic lightning spread in all directions, and a large number of zombies and plague warriors died from the attack of this fearless mecha. The onlookers could not count the results of the battle in a short time. They just saw that most of the mighty enemy army was evaporated by this attack.

The offensive line could not be maintained, and it no longer had an overwhelming effect on the fragile defense of the mortals that had been once again united by the arrival of the Fearless.

The zombies were gradually killed, and the plague warriors had already begun to evacuate.

They also realized that there was no point in staying here.

"Psychic fearlessness." Qin Xia looked at Varis.

Varis and the Lord of the White Knights looked at each other.

Psionic Dreadnought is the plan that Varis is working on. He believes that if there are severely disabled people in the White Knight Think Tank forces in the future, they will be sent to the new type of Dreadnought mecha.

Now that the think tank has entered the fearless stage, its combat effectiveness will certainly be stronger.

But the prerequisite is that the psychic power of the think tank entering the fearless must be extremely stable, and cannot get out of control due to disability or torture of will. This makes the plan extremely difficult and seemingly worthless.

Varis once asked himself if he could remain sane if he entered the Dreadnaught like the old legion commander.

The answer is no.

Even if the Primarch ordered the replacement of human-machine link technology for all Dreadnoughts, and the Dreadnoughts themselves no longer brought hellish pain to their controllers, the long period of loneliness and the virtual consciousness space would still drive people crazy.

Regardless of its feasibility, just looking at the combat power level of the Psionic Dreadnought, even just one Psionic Dreadnought is enough to turn the tide of the battle.

The Dreadnought that houses the ancient psychic sleeping inside is just that powerful.

Even though the human military in the 40K era is almost completely ruined compared to the 30K era, whether it is Chaos or the Empire, the performance of the Psi Dreadnoughts cannot be underestimated.

"Who is in this Dreadnought?" Qin Xia looked at Jonah.

Because of the appearance of Psi-Dreadnought, he now began to suspect that this White Knight Regiment might not have a heritage relationship with himself.

Perhaps the White Knights of the Demonic Inquisition are indeed authentic, but their relationship with the White Knights Chapter should be that of authentic and branch, rather than one being a descendant of the authentic White Knights and the other having no connection with the White Knights of ten thousand years ago except for the name.

"This is the real treasure that you can never take away." Jonah looked at the dreadnought proudly, "An ancestor who lived ten thousand years ago is sleeping in the battle coffin. According to some vague and scattered records, he once fought side by side with Angron, the ancestor of the Chapter's genes."

"In the think tank forces during the Legion period, he also held important positions, commanding many think tank subordinate organizations and having the final say."

Apparently Jonah didn't know the name of the ancestor sleeping in Fearless.

Qin Xia looked at Varis, wondering if it was him.

The violent temper displayed in the battle just now, as well as the important position he holds and the leadership of many think tanks... this is quite consistent with the position of Chief Think Tank.

"Destroy the Plague Heart!"

"Don't worry about those bastards from the Demonic Inquisition..."

Fearless turned around and took a step forward.

The next step is to teleport to everyone through psychic energy.

The crack on the Fearless War Coffin was aimed at everyone present.

And after the gap was aimed at Qin Xia, the words coming out of Fearless suddenly stopped.

"Sorry, I can't let you show off this time." Jonah looked at Qin Xia and smiled, "This ancestor will not be nice to the White Knight of the Demon Tribunal, but at least you can leave alive."

Qin Xia ignored Jonah and silently looked at the crack on the Fearless War Coffin.

Fearless's huge and heavy body slowly sank, and his legs moved backwards, trying to kneel on one knee.

Seeing the attitude of the chapter ancestor, everyone in the White Knights Chapter immediately knelt on one knee, even though they didn't understand why.

"Lord of the White Knight..."

There was a rumbling sound in the Dreadnaught.

"Kamas, Grand Master of the White Knights Think Tank of the World Eaters, is here to see you."

(End of this chapter)