Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 606: Gladiators and Caves
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Small ships covered with spikes and resembling sailing ships on the sea shuttled through the dark city of Comoros.

When traveling between cities or functional areas, the ship's speed exceeds twice the speed of light. Only in this way can it reach the center of Comoros within the expected time.

Black, spike-like minarets are the main architectural form in the Comoros.

But the Webway city of Commorros is so huge that the Dark Eldar can only be active in a small area of ​​it, so when people on the ship look out, they can see many ancient Eldar-style buildings at the edge of their vision.

For the Eldar themselves, it is wishful thinking to know how big Commorras is.

As the central hub of the entire Webway, Comoros once served as a transportation transit point during the Ancient Elven Empire. Countless fleets needed to dock and resupply there, and countless people had to live there.

As Comoros expanded from its founding to the fall of the Ancient Elven Empire, the years were transformed into the size of the city.

Even the special material spiritual bones used by the elves can grow like biological bones, and Comoros will become bigger and bigger.

The small ship sailed at the speed of light for one solar hour and arrived at the most prosperous center of Comoros, stopping next to a spire whose height was equal to the length of the celestial equator.

The spire projects a label: ARENA CARGO CENTER.

The ship and all its cargo were loaded into the spire and instantly transported to the bottom of the spire through an ancient logistics system.

Arena security stood waiting at the foot of the tower.

The cargo transported by the ship appeared in the form of flowing particles in the vast space ahead, and then these flowing particles regrouped to form a large group of people.

All these people were lying on the ground, wrapped in an energy membrane that had a binding effect.

The captain of the security team took off his spiked helmet and walked among the goods to check out the new goods purchased for the arena.

Humans, Orks, Hrud... individuals from powerful races that can leave their names in galactic history.

And those alien races that have not even left their names, there are millions of individuals in the galaxy, because they are born with some advantages in combat, so they will also be sold to the Comoros Arena as goods.

Even the Ark Eldar and the Dark Eldar have them.

The former were snatched out from some Lost Ark Worlds, and the latter were people who entered the arena on their own initiative to escape from their enemies, or were cheated and sold out by others because they were too stupid.

"This barbarian tribe is different from other human barbarians."

The security captain stopped in front of a person and looked at the person who was sleeping.

After observing it for a while, he was slightly surprised: "This is a Primarch. What are the people in the Chamber of Commerce thinking? They dare to sell Primarchs to the arena? And the people above dare to buy it?"

"The Primarch is nothing, just a bioengineered product of an inferior race. Even if the emperor of an inferior race enters the arena, he will still be our toy."

The security captain's fellow officer spoke with disdain.

In any case, as inferior people in a so-called superior race, these security personnel have no power to decide anything and they still have to do their job.

The cargo was loaded onto speedboats and transported away, evenly distributed to rest areas throughout the arena.

The so-called rest area is actually a series of prisons, and next to the prison buildings are high-end residential areas.

The prison area is used to house the "employees" who are forced to stay in the arena, while the high-end residential area is for the "employees" hired by the arena at a high price.

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One solar hour passed.

Angron woke up, got up from the ground, looked around and found himself in the cave of the Desia Arena.

Exactly the same, there is no difference.

Even Caesar's name is written on the wall, as well as words of remembrance for Caesar, the first victim.

Angron thought he had traveled through time and space until he saw the gladiators still sleeping nearby. He was relieved to see that his brothers' bodies were still the transformed strong bodies of the Space Marines.

The Primarch looked elsewhere.

The cave of this Desia Colosseum must have been shaped by aliens using some kind of strange space technology.

The cave doesn't look big, but it can accommodate thousands of creatures.

There are not only humans in the cave, but also various other alien creatures, even green-skinned orcs.

Most of the aliens ignored the Primarch's gaze, and only a few looked back at Angron.

Among them was a green-skinned orc.

It is ten meters tall and sits in the corner of the cave like a green hill.

Its face does not have the rough and stupid features of ordinary orcs, and its fangs are not that long.

The orc nodded when he saw the primarch looking him over.

Angron, the greenskin of the Blood Axe clan, immediately determined from his appearance and behavior that he belonged to the greenskin faction.

But this giant beast is definitely not Gusa.

"We fought side by side in the Battle of Ullanor, Primarch," the beast said. "I am a general under the Lord Bloodaxe, the captain of the Death Commando."

"I thought you were dead?" Angron was surprised.

"But my gene spores were left behind, allowing me to revive with the help of the beasts that implanted them," the Warlord explained. Angron realized that the Warlord-class greenskin had used a diplomatic tactic.

Show friendliness by explaining why you were resurrected, and then seek cooperation.

Knowing the importance of cooperation is also a characteristic of the Blood Axe Greenskins.

Angron returned to his brothers and woke the blood drinkers from the ground.

When the blood drinkers looked at their surroundings, they thought they were back in Nuceria instead of being in the Dark Eldar's Webway city of Commorros.

“We are in the Comoros,” Angron said. “We made it in.”

The blood drinkers looked at each other and nodded silently.

The Primarch and the Blood Drinker Guard were deliberately captured and brought into Commorros.

Hundreds of billions of people disappeared in Greater Nuceria, and Angron could not just ignore it. He had to find out whether these people died or what happened after being captured by the Dark Eldar.

If these people are not dead, then find a way to take them away.

But Angron took this risk not just to save his people, there were many things he wanted to do and had to do.

“Come.” Angron held out his hand.

The Blood Drinkers and Angron held hands with each other, just like they did in the uprising war. They would communicate with each other and cheer each other up on the eve of every major battle.

Everyone's thoughts were clearly reflected in the perception of others. Angron not only perceived others, but was also perceived by others.

At this moment, the Blood Drinkers achieved spiritual and mental transparency with their Primarch. They knew what kind of people others were and what experiences they had, just as they knew what kind of people they were and what experiences they had.

The resonance of soul and mind is enough for a group of strangers to establish a strong friendship when they first meet. For people like Blood Drinkers and Angron who have helped each other and fought to this day, the greatest role of this resonance is to enable them to communicate in the simplest and most efficient way.

"First, we have to find out where the missing people went."

"Then we must find out if my brother Jaghatai and the entire White Scars Legion are still in Comoros after their disappearance."

The White Scars and their Primarch are now missing.

When the Warp storm was raging, Angron used his essence to observe each of his brothers, and then saw Jaghatai and his legion trapped in the storm. An Ark Eldar ran to bring them back to the real universe, and then took Jaghatai to use the Webway to deliver supplies to those galaxies that were besieged by the storm but had no independent production capabilities.

Even before rescuing Jaghatai, this Eldar had been bringing ships to rescue the ships of humanity.

However, this was just a scam against Chagatai.

Finally, the Eldar used the trust built by this experience to trick Jagatai into the Webway, and used a weapon targeting the soul to make them unconscious before Jagatai and his legions entered the Webway.

As for what happened after Jaghatai and his legions entered the Webway, Angron could not see it, as his essence could not penetrate the Webway barrier to see what was happening inside.

But he observed the Eldar who deceived Chagatai for a while and found that this Eldar had contacted the Dark Eldar Conspiracy many times.

He even sold out several of his fellow countrymen from the Ark World he belonged to.

Angron also saw the Ark Eldar run to find Vulkan, and saved the lives of Vulkan and the entire Salamanders in the same way, saving them from being trapped and dying in a lifeless galaxy.

But Vulkan didn't trust the Eldar at all. If he found anything wrong, he would just kill the Eldar with a hammer, so he didn't end up like Chagatai.

Angron guessed that Chagatai was most likely in Comoros.

"There is one last, most crucial goal."

"Destroy the Comoros."

"I see that all the Dark Eldar that are attacking Ultramar are passing through the border of Greater Nuceria. They must have a webway that goes directly to Nuceria, or even only use that webway to reach the periphery of Nuceria."

"The human webway project has made the aliens nervous. If we go to war, Nuceria will definitely be the first place to be attacked. Nuceria will also become a battlefield."

"I cannot accept Nuceria burning to the ground in the flames of war between two races."

"Even if we can't destroy Comoros, we must find a way to destroy the webway to Nuceria."

Angron emphasized the goal.

As for how to destroy the Comoros.

Angron has a plan that will surely strike the Dark Eldar as diabolical.

That is to let the adoptive father enter Comoros and use psychic power to break through the webway from the inside out.

However, this must be done after all goals except the destruction of Commorros are achieved, otherwise those who Angron wants to save will die along with the Eldar.

No need for an army.

No fleet required.

A group of people entered the Comoros to rescue people.

A man came to Comoros to break through the web.

This was the cheapest way Angron could think of...

It was a bit risky, but risk was not a price to pay for Angron.

(End of this chapter)