Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 58 Worm
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"Wake up... wake up..."

The call echoed in Qin Xia's ears.

Hearing this familiar call, Qin Xia first realized that he had fallen asleep.

He had not slept on his own initiative since arriving in Nuceria, so he no longer heard the call that would appear whenever he rested.

The call that always sounded during breaks made Qin Xia feel irritated. He suddenly opened his eyes and found that it was pitch black all around.

"Angron?"

"Ono!"

"Are you guys there?!"

In the darkness, Qin Xia seemed at a loss, anxiously calling out other people's names, as if the calling voice coming from somewhere kept echoing in his ears.

Qin Xia is afraid of the darkness.

This was the consensus of the White Scars Space Marines who had brought him up, so the strike cruiser was always brightly lit.

Later, the think tank even used his spiritual power to light a lamp that would never go out, allowing the lamp to accompany Qin Xia and dispel the darkness he feared.

It was not until the Grey Knights took Qin Xia away that the psychic light ball lit by the think tank was dispelled by the Grey Knights with a snap of their fingers before performing the transformation surgery on Qin Xia.

But they didn't know that Qin Xia was not afraid of the darkness itself. What he feared was an emotion called loneliness. As a person who grew up in an orphanage, he could not help but fear being abandoned.

"Crest!"

"Where are you?!"

Qin Xia called out again, groping in the endless darkness.

It is so dark here that even the modified and enhanced eyes cannot see anything here.

He felt that the ground under his feet was not the rock ground in the cave, but he couldn't tell what it was made of.

"I'm here!"

Suddenly a big hand grabbed Qin Xia's arm.

"I, Angron." The Primarch also groped in the darkness.

When the original body's hand held Qin Xia's arm, Qin Xia realized from his subconscious to conscious mind that he was not abandoned by others and was not alone, and he calmed down instantly.

"Wait a moment." Qin Xia calmly concentrated his attention, and then a white ball of light appeared out of thin air, illuminating the surroundings.

The original body saw Qin Xia's face in the light and realized that Qin Xia was not panicked, but he felt that the tone and intonation of Qin Xia's voice just now made him sound as if he was very panicked.

This is not the point.

The two looked around and saw no other gladiators, nor did they find themselves in a cave.

Where they were was a huge, breathing tunnel. Thick black miasma filled every corner of the tunnel. It was this miasma that obscured Qin Xia's eyes, making him unable to observe any objects around him just now.

"We were just carving the Rope of Triumph, how come we are in this damn place now?" Angron looked around, unable to comprehend his situation.

Qin Xia has the same memory.

He remembered that he was carving the Rope of Triumph before. After that, everyone gathered together to eat the food that Yochula's mother sent after the last fight with the Slaughterer.

Then in the blink of an eye, he and Angron arrived at this damn place.

It's like having a blackout after drinking too much.

“Something is moving…” Angron was very alert and listened attentively with bated breath.

Qin Xia also felt something moving, as if it was breathing. After the two felt it for a few seconds, they suddenly realized that it was the environment they were in that was moving and breathing.

"We are in the worm's belly!" Qin Xia, who knew Nukeria well, understood the situation instantly.

Although he didn't see what he was in the stomach of, he was sure that it was the stomach of a worm.

Because the high knights of Nuceria had a way of entertaining themselves, which was to use anesthetics to knock out the gladiators, and then throw the gladiators into the stomach of desert worms, while drinking wine and eating delicious food, quietly watching how the gladiators escaped from the worms' stomachs.

“But we feel like we got here in an instant… Oh…” Angron’s puzzled expression lasted only for a moment, and was immediately replaced by sudden realization. “Damn the anesthetic.”

Qin Xia immediately walked to the worm's stomach wall, which was as hard and smooth as steel. He stretched out his hand and slid it through the corrosive mucus to feel its thickness. At the same time, he ordered Angron, "Go and sense whether other gladiators are here. We must make sure everyone can leave here."

"I can't sense their emotions when they're not here," Angron said firmly.

Qin Xia nodded silently, thinking that it was directed at him.

He felt that the person who did this was most likely the nobleman named Saro Julius from yesterday. This hidden wizard must have wanted to take revenge on him.

"How do we escape?" Angron looked around. He saw countless passages from the worm's stomach to other organs, but he didn't know which one would allow him to go out through the worm's mouth instead of other... exits.

Qin Xia remained silent, pressing his hands on the worm's stomach wall and closing his eyes.

Frost condensed out of thin air in the worm's stomach wall, where the temperature was over fifty degrees Celsius, and then spread.

Qin Xia didn't plan to walk out of the worm's mouth because the success rate was not 100%.

As far as Qin Xia knew, if he had not come to Nuceria and Angron had grown up normally, he would have been thrown into the belly of a worm by the High Knight when he reached adulthood.

Then Angron escaped from the worm's mouth, but the worm almost bit him to pieces.

Considering that Angron is not yet an adult, Qin Xia chose to use a method with a higher success rate.

Angron stood by and watched without interrupting.

When the sound of ice condensing reached Angron's ears, the part of the worm's stomach wall where Qin Xia was pressing quickly froze, and the ice spread and shattered, eventually creating a circular passage about ten meters high.

The broken worm's stomach wall turned into falling ice crystals and snowflakes, and the artificially created passage looked more like an open-air cave in a snowy mountain rather than the disgusting internal environment of a terrifying giant creature.

"Legs." Qin Xia smiled proudly and walked in front with his hands behind his back.

"What is this?" Angron followed Qin Xia, looking around as he walked, his head moving like a radar, his eyes flashing with curiosity and happiness.

The snowflakes fell on the Primarch's body, making him feel a feeling he had never felt on Nuceria - cold.

This kind of coolness is very comfortable in a hot environment.

Besides, the snowflakes looked beautiful. Angron had never seen such a beautiful natural phenomenon. All the natural phenomena he had experienced before he was captured as a gladiator had been cruel and harsh.

"This is snow." Qin Xia trudged through the snow with his hands behind his back. Every time he pulled his legs out of the snow, large flakes of icy snow would be stirred up.

"Snow? Why is there snow here?" Angron ran back and forth in the snow around Qin Xia.

The snowflakes created by psychic energy also defy common sense. It has only been a few seconds since Qin Xia opened a snowy road on the worm's stomach wall, but the snow has already fallen very deeply.

Looking at Angron who was running around him, as if he had forgotten where he was and why he was in such an environment, Qin Xia had a helpless look on his face, but he didn't say much and continued to walk in front with his hands behind his back.

He thought of the battle in the manor, and those who were killed by his lightning would also turn into snowflakes.

But it is really uncertain what causes the snow-related effects.

"Maybe it's a special effect." Qin Xia said softly.

Then he added in his mind: "Maybe I am a sultry and artistic youth subconsciously."

(End of this chapter)