Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 563 Demonic Army
The war went extremely smoothly.

When the Space Marines and their war machines charged into the ruins of the industrial zone, they encountered no effective resistance.

What was destroyed by the Lord of the White Knights' attack was not only the Titans and those industrial facilities that could serve as fortresses, but also many of the Emperor's children.

During the advance, the Death Guard space warriors could only find a few Emperor's Children in a few scattered ruins, and then kill them without mercy.

The intelligence from the Raven Guard reached Lask's ears, and the situation on the tactical table was updated in real time.

So Lask came to a conclusion that only a few of the Emperor's children were still alive, and most of them were dead.

The war turned from street fighting to fighting in the ruins and then to mopping-up operations.

Titans no longer engage war machines of the same level, but instead bomb any ruins that might harbor remaining enemies.

The knight mechas still accompany the Titans and do not fight alone.

Qin Xia did not attack again and observed Fulgrim with his psychic vision.

The Primarch changed position again, going somewhere in Chemos, as if fleeing.

The Battle of Chemos is now coming to an end. The Emperor's Children will be annihilated in this battle, and Qin Xia will no longer need to personally fight in the mopping-up battles in the industrial zone.

So Qin Xia opened a portal directly near Fulgrim, entered it, walked through the wind and snow, and came before the fallen primarch.

In the empty and dark hall, the Primarch sat on the throne, looking down at the figure that was gradually becoming clearer in the wind and snow.

"You're here."

The Primarch's attitude at this moment was not like that of an enemy at all, but rather like... If Qin Xia came to Chemos as a guest in person at some point in time, just like he went to the Moon Wolves, then he would see Fulgrim sitting on the throne, looking at him with extremely friendly and gentle eyes, and saying again: "You are here."

Qin Xia didn't answer and looked around.

The entire hall was newly built and it is magnificent, but a little dark.

Human skins were spread on the ground.

Bones made into decorations.

The piano next to the throne is made of flesh and blood, and the keys are tongues strung together by wires. Even if no one plays it, the tongues will bounce on their own and make wailing music.

"How about the armor I decorated for you? Does it look good?" Fulgrim looked at Qin Xia's body, which was only covered with a pair of shorts.

However, Qin Xia still used his psychic powers to maintain his disguise, so in Fulgrim's eyes he still looked like he was wearing armor.

"It looks good." Qin Xia responded calmly.

"As long as it looks good." Fulgrim nodded repeatedly, "It is my masterpiece."

Qin Xia did not deny it.

"I know everything from the gods." After a few seconds of silence, Fulgrim's smile disappeared, replaced by coldness and anger. "I know how many brothers would have fallen into darkness like me, and I know you saved them."

"You saved Perturabo, Mortarion, Magnus, Angron, and Horus."

"But I was the only one left out."

Fulgrim stood up from his throne, a purple sword condensed in his hand, and purple armor grew from his body.

Qin Xia still stood upright, his voice calm and without ripples: "Because you are the one with the least problems among all the Primarchs who would rebel, relatively speaking. You don't have any mental illness, you only have an excessive pursuit of perfection, and I can't change this positive pursuit. I have also paid attention to you, and I was relieved when I learned that Horus kept you away from the races that believed in Chaos."

"The crying child gets the milk?" Fulgrim walked down the steps to the throne, leaning on his sword. "Malcador once told me that he felt you were the Emperor at a certain point in history. I said you were more human, and Malcador said that was because you had not yet experienced the feeling of being unable to do anything."

Qin Xia was silent.

"Chemos has rebelled."

Fulgrim changed the subject and looked at the oil paintings of Chemos landscapes hanging on the walls of the hall.

This barren world once experienced a period of prosperity under the leadership of the Primarch, and the scene recorded in the oil painting was exactly that time of prosperity.

"This barren planet rebelled because it could not stand conscription, poverty, and the Webway Project's exploitation of its few resources."

"When I learned the news, Chemos had already been killed by the Midnight Lords."

"This is what happens during those months you're gone."

"I disobeyed Horus' orders and prepared to return to Chemos. I want to seek justice for my people and my compatriots!"

Having said this, Fulgrim suddenly became excited and cut off all the pillars in the hall with one sword.

"Nothing has changed, nothing."

"My fleet was attacked in the Warp, I saw the souls of the Chemos struggling in the Demon Realm, the God of Chaos only gave me one choice... and then I became like this."

After listening, Qin Xia looked at Fulgrim's body, his eyes falling on the purple sword and armor.

That purple sword was the one that cut off Angron's head in Curze's prophecy.

"I think the seeds of chaos have already been planted. What you have in your hand complements the tragedy of Chemos." Qin Xia said.

Fulgrim thought for a moment, nodded, and changed the subject: "You are late. After my legion was attacked by you, on the way to Chemos, someone planned a rebellion against me, about 20,000 people. These beasts kept silent about all the previous events, and only rebelled against me when I went to Chemos."

Qin Xia realized that the Primarch was talking about the loyalists of the Emperor's Children.

"Guess what I did to them?" Fulgrim asked with a smile.

"You sacrificed them." Qin Xia said.

Fulgrim smiled. "So you are late."

The Primarch came in front of Qin Xia in the blink of an eye and swung his sword repeatedly. Qin Xia dodged easily until he got used to the Primarch's sharp and rapid attacks, and after dodging again, he grabbed the Primarch's wrist.

The sword was only one millimeter away from Qin Xia's throat. Fulgrim pressed down hard but could not let the sword get any closer. At this time, he realized that Qin Xia had surpassed him in terms of strength.

The power bestowed upon Qin Xia by the Lord of Bravery is not just the psychic attack that can cut off land plates in one blow.

"Why don't you bring the spear that Vulcan made for you?" Fulgrim tried his best to hold out against Qin Xia, and laughed "forcefully". "I spent two days reshaping the appearance of that thing. It's really beautiful. Even if I use it as a decoration for you, it will make you look radiant."

Qin Xia looked at Fulgrim with complicated eyes.

"Oh... yes, you are not good with any weapon, including the spear," said Fulgrim.

"Yes, I am good at fighting with bare hands." Qin Xia let go of Fulgrim's wrist, dodged sideways, and smashed the primarch's jaw with an uppercut.

Fulgrim staggered backwards, and was suddenly blown away by psychic energy. He crashed through several walls and fell strangely on the throne.

Qin Xia rushed over and punched the original body.

He could have killed Fulgrim before he became a demon. As long as the Primarch had not yet become a demon, the material body was the foundation of their survival in the real universe, and it was also the biggest reason why the Four Gods wanted to control them as pawns.

But Qin Xia still wanted to make a little attempt, making sure that Fulgrim could not escape and Slaanesh could not directly reach into the fragile reality structure.

"You can't fall into Chaos, no matter what!"

"From your perspective, whether I didn't help you or Chemos was destroyed, you can take revenge on those you hate but you should never fall into chaos!"

"You will never be saved!"

Fulgrim ignored Qin Xia, and after being punched again, he raised his head and looked up at the ceiling.

A terrifying force appeared in Qin Xia's perception, and he subconsciously raised his head.

"What did you exchange for the warriors among the Emperor's Children who opposed you?" Qin Xia asked.

"I traded them, and myself, for..." Fulgrim emphasized the word "myself", emphasizing that he was also one of the bargaining chips in the transaction. Then he raised his hand and pointed at the ceiling, "them."

Qin Xia was in a daze for half a second and lowered his head: "So you are beyond help."

Fulgrim smiled.

"I thought the disgusting smell I felt from you came only from these two things." Qin Xia looked down at the armor and the sword that fell to the ground.

He stopped trying and his body burned with white flames.

Fulgrim was consumed by flames.

"You have become a part of Slaanesh. You may be immortal, but you will always be its slave and its demon," Qin Xia said.

……

The psychic energy released by the Warp rifts increased exponentially.

Ninety-nine percent of the spiritual energy was passively absorbed and filtered by Qin Xia, but the existence of spiritual energy would cause the strength of the reality structure to decrease.

Various supernatural phenomena spread throughout the void and throughout Chemos.

First, a large number of ships poured out of the Eye of Terror, and then demons descended on Chemos.

The present and the future overlap.

Two Pride of the Emperor appeared on the battlefield at the same time, and two identical ships of other types of Emperor's Children Legion warships could also be found in the void at the same time.

The loyalist fleet, which had to fight the Emperor's Children for a while, was completely unable to resist the opponent, so Mortarion decisively ordered a retreat.

"Let Qin Xia teleport everyone back!" Mortarion pointed at the director of the Great Library, Tethys, and roared the order.

Tethys has been staying on the flagship Endurance, responsible for commanding the Raven Guard's think tank to assist in the void war.

Now, after receiving the order from the Primarch, Thethys immediately contacted the Lord of the White Knights.

The moment his soul touched the warp, the library director shuddered, because he sensed that all psykers in the galaxy were under the protection of the Lord of the White Knights, otherwise all psykers would become channels for demons to enter the real universe when abnormalities emerged.

"Backup plan!" Mortarion yelled at the captain again.

He had already considered the possibility that other fleets would be involved in the Battle of Chemos, but he was considering other traitorous legions rather than another Emperor's Children fleet.

Evacuation in a void battle is often hundreds of times more difficult and slower than evacuation in a land battle.

Huge ships need to turn and take turns to provide cover.

While Mortarion was anxiously waiting for Qin Xia to return, Uslan suddenly entered the command deck.

"Friendly troops have arrived," said Uslan.

This news immediately eased the Primarch's anxiety at the moment.

The webway lights up.

Uslan's ships appeared in the void, leading two new fleets.

One is the fleet of the Seventh Legion, the Imperial Fists.

The other was the fleet of the 11th Legion, a fleet so large that it made the Imperial Fists fleet look like an escort fleet.

The appearance of the two new fleets was enough to make everyone engaged in the void war realize that the outcome of this war would inevitably end with the complete annihilation of the Emperor's Children.

(End of this chapter)