Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 607 Lilith

Two solar hours passed in the cave.

The gate suddenly opened, and a team of Dark Eldar security personnel pushed a female Eldar into the cave.

Angron looked toward the Eldar.

The person seemed to be very poor, as there were only three places on her entire body where there was some cloth.

Angron closed his eyes and sensed, and the thoughts of the dark elves were clearly visible to him.

The woman with very little cloth on her body is called Lilith.

She was a person who had just been sold into the arena. She used to be a warrior in a conspiracy group. She had decent skills, but not a lot of brains.

The clothes she was wearing were arranged for her by the arena.

The reason came to the minds of the security personnel: the beautiful white flesh was chopped to pieces in the arena, and finally the neck was broken and the limbs were torn off by a brutal opponent. This was definitely a scene that could excite the audience.

"Lilith..."

Angron recalled, his mind drifting back to the days after the Emperor's coming to Nuceria, before he joined the Great Crusade, when his father had taught him much.

During that time, my father mentioned the Eldar, an important alien race, as well as the God of Death Inad, and Evelyne, the Chosen One of the Gods of Death. Naturally, he also mentioned the person who indirectly led to Evelyne becoming the Chosen One of the Gods of Death.

That's Lilith.

A crazy woman with very little cloth on her body, a warrior.

Recalling this, Angron studied Lilith until the security guards closed the gate.

"Do you like this accommodation specially arranged for you, Your Highness?" a security guard said sarcastically as he closed the gate.

Angron had already sensed that this cave was prepared for him, so he didn't care and continued to look at Lilith.

Lilith had a look of hatred on her face and sat silently in the corner under the gaze of the Primarch.

She had a cold expression and closed her eyes, seemingly resting, with an attitude that said "no approaching".

But my mind was full of mumbling.

"Damn you Hargansi, I'm going to chop off your limbs and hang you on the wall when I leave here!"

"And that bitch Chris... I'm going to nail this pair of bastards together with a barbarian's head between them."

"What kind of rotten people are there in this place? The scum who manages the arena doesn't even do a screening of the personnel?"

"Why is this barbarian staring at me? Do barbarians like them know how to appreciate underwear?"

"..."

Angron looked away.

He also discovered that although the Dark Eldar generally knew of the existence of the Primarch, not everyone knew what the Primarch was capable of.

There was total silence in the cave.

A hole in the gate suddenly opened, and the deep and dark pupils of the Eldar looked at everyone through the hole.

"You will face your first battle in three hours, so be prepared."

After saying this, the man closed the hole again.

The cave immediately became chaotic.

People of all races gathered here. A person who was alone without any members of the same race sat there nervously, thinking about how terrible the battle would be.

Members of the same tribe gathered in groups of three or five, discussing the battle in fear and anxiety.

Angron sensed that among all the creatures here, there were no more than twenty with combat experience, and the vast majority of the rest had little combat power. The purpose of these people was obvious, which was to make them be slaughtered by others in the arena, in order to create audio-visual pleasure for the audience.

"The original body..."

The warrior of Guza came over and sat beside Angron.

He looked at the Primarch with deep eyes, as if asking him to come up with a plan for the next battle.

This giant beast, more than ten meters tall, was very proactive in seeking cooperation.

Angron nodded, signaling the general not to worry, then stood up and looked at everyone in the cave.

Whether they were humans or aliens, Angron scanned them one by one.

The Primarch then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

After a moment, thousands of creatures in the cave threw away negative emotions such as fear and worry and became calm.

And they also looked towards the source of the magical power that dissipated their negative emotions, which was Angron.

"We need to stay calm and cooperate." Angron paced in front of the creatures. "The arrangement of the arena is to select some of those who have just entered. Most of us will die, and those who survive by chance will be killed in the endless fight. So we have to cooperate, but before that, we have to stay calm."

In dangerous situations, people become dependent on others to lend a helping hand.

Humans are not the only ones in the cave, but all social species will have this psychological reaction.

But there are always a few thorns in any species.

A dark elf stood up and said, "You are a barbarian, why should I listen to you..."

Before he could finish his words, the elf's head was pulled out along with his entire spine.

The one who did this was Gusa's general.

Its huge body did not slow down its speed at all. When it had thrown the skull and spine in its hands aside, most of the creatures in the cave realized that it was this huge beast that killed people.

"A slave sold by his fellow man has no right to raise objections." The warlord crushed the remaining body of the dark elf with one foot.

Angron nodded, agreeing with the Warlord's words.

At the same time, he could also sense why this warrior cooperated with him so well - he was sent by Gusa, not captured, with only one purpose, which was to find a way to serve as an insider for the Blood Axe Clan's fleet in Comoros.

Now that the storm is raging, even the greenskins are gradually unable to travel at faster than the speed of light, and Guza also needs the webway.

The general did not expect to see Angron in the cave, but when he saw Angron, he understood what Angron wanted to do. Everyone's goals were temporarily the same, so they could cooperate like they did in the Ullanor War.

"What are your plans?" Lilith asked in the corner.

She had no objection and was willing to cooperate.

The conspiracy groups that need to go out in groups to plunder are already the most cooperative group of people in the entire jungle social world of Comoros.

"My plan is for everyone to unite, fight a battle, and survive. It's that simple," Angron replied.

Lilith looked displeased when she heard this, because she could tell with her toes that the Primarch was not telling the truth.

"I need you and your compatriots to form the backbone of a team." Angron walked towards a group of aliens.

Those aliens are mechanical life forms, but from their body shape, it can be seen that their ancestors and humans are definitely not the same life form.

These mechanical life forms are tall and heavy, perfect for shield-guarding duties.

Angron came to another group of aliens.

These aliens are member races of the Randan Alliance during the Randan War. They are a species of assassination weapons that can freely travel through different dimensions of the real universe.

The mission they received was to assassinate the most powerful of the opponents. Angron assigned responsibilities to all the creatures in the cave one by one.

“Perform your duties in the arena, and we will live,” Angron said. “Stand united, no matter what species we belong to, we are now in this together.”

The creatures nodded.

But what Angron could sense from their hearts was not only conviction, but also doubt and objection, but many of them did not express it.

Angron didn't care about this and signaled all creatures to rest for a while and recuperate.

"Are these your warriors?"

After Angron returned to sit in the corner, Lilith suddenly came over and asked.

The blood drinkers looked at the alien as it questioned Angron.

“They are my brothers,” Angron said.

Lilith looked strange, and after thinking for two seconds, she shook her head: "It's not important. What's important is that they are your people. Don't you think it's strange that the arena puts you together? And they didn't even leave any guards in this cave."

Angron nodded, his expression asking, "So?"

He had already sensed the "so" from Lilith.

Lilith felt that the arena was too good to Angron. Either they never intended to throw the prince of the human empire into the arena, or Angron had some psychic power and used it to confuse the arena's top brass, allowing these people who knew each other and could unite to form a powerful force to stay together.

"Comoros is not a monolithic entity." Angron glanced at the gate. "All this is happening because someone wants to use me to do something. Maybe they want to get promoted, or maybe they want to kill someone with a borrowed knife. It's a typical conspiracy."

“Maybe there is a conspiracy, but it is unlikely that they would use a barbarian like you to do something,” Lilith said.

Angron looked at him in surprise, thinking: No wonder you ended up becoming friends with the people you killed.

The Primarch ignored Lilith and started a secret communication with the blood drinkers, hand in hand.

"When the fight starts, we will take the opportunity to fight our way out. These people in the cave will become our helpers. In return, I will release them from Comoros."

"We don't need to collect intelligence slowly. I just need to meet some high-level officials in Comoros to find out what I want to know."

"Then my father will come and destroy this damn place."

Angron said something that could not be told to outsiders now.

The blood drinkers smiled.

“It seems that we have returned to the eve of the uprising in more than just our environment.”

"Carving out a place is what we do best."

……

at the same time.

Somewhere in the Comoros.

Wuslan and Qin Xia walked side by side.

Of the two, only Qin Xia disguised himself as a Dark Eldar Conspiracy warrior, while Uslan showed his original appearance.

A few days ago.

When Qin Xia decided to go to Comoros and enter the Webway, the Veil Walker provided him with assistance and took him to Comoros to meet Uslan.

Uslan, who did not hide his identity at all, met him, and the two discussed together what to do.

"Angron is in the arena."

"I have found out his location. I will pick you up today. We will split up later. I will attract the enemy while you go find someone to rescue him."

"I will do the dangerous things. After all, I am the one who indirectly caused you to come to Comoros."

Uslan said as he walked.

When the two of them walked to a pier, Qin Xia suddenly stepped on the edge of the pier and looked down.

"Are you going to jump?" Uslan stopped. "If you jump from this damn place, you may not even reach the bottom when your superhuman lifespan is exhausted."

"No." Qin Xia shook his head, then looked up and saw the golden barrier of the webway infinitely far away from Comoros. "I have a simpler way. That is to directly blast a hole in the webway, and then Comoros will be destroyed."

"You're not going to save people?" Uslan was a little surprised.

"After I rescued them." Qin Xia walked down from the edge of the pier and continued forward, "I swear, I will destroy Comoros and your dark relatives along with their doghouse."

"This is not advisable. Comoros is the hub of the Webway, and it is connected in all directions. If a hole is broken in the Webway here, the demons can enter any other Webway route from here." Uslan advised.

Qin Xia stopped again: "You don't let me bombard the Webway, is it because this is the hub of the Webway, or because the Death Prophet has not been rescued yet, and I have no plan to save her. Are you afraid that she will die with the others?"

Uslan also stopped again: "I have to wake up Inad. Didn't I send someone to tell you about this before?"

"You are going to awaken another god, the god of your Eldar. What if it fails to kill Slaanesh and makes things worse?" Qin Xia asked.

"How could it be worse?"

"For example, awakening Inad requires the Crone Sword, and there is a Crone Sword in the Slaanesh Realm. You need to trick someone into helping you get the Crone Sword back, and then offend that person. Doesn't this make things even worse?"

Qin Xia had many negative speculations about the God of Death Inad... Moreover, seizing the Crone's Sword and adding another god to the Eldar were both quite dangerous.

"Inadec may not wake up, but the Eldar must form a coalition army dedicated to fighting Chaos." Uslan turned around, took a step, and strode forward. "And Inadec will be the consensus of this coalition, the spiritual totem, and the glue that unites everyone."

"Don't blow up the webway. This is for the benefit of both our races."

"Don't worry about Inad. The spirit totem doesn't have to wake up, but it must exist."

"For the sake of our cooperation, don't stop me."

"I sold the whereabouts of a weak Ark World to Comoros in exchange for my freedom of movement in this place."

After hearing what the prophet said, Qin Xia, as a foreigner, became a little angry.

"You sold the whereabouts of an Ark world to Comoros? I can guarantee that this damn place must have a large number of Ark Eldar slaves now." Qin Xia said.

"It's okay, we can rescue them together, along with those who disappeared in Nukeriya." Uslan said lightly.

Qin Xia frowned, remained silent for a moment, and walked side by side with Wuslan.

Finally, at a fork in the road, the two went their separate ways.

Uslan went to carry out sabotage operations against the Comoros, tying down most of the Comoros' defense forces.

Qin Xia was going to the arena to get Angron out and then find the people who should be taken away.

"If you die, I will tell your ideals to other elves. Maybe someone will inherit your ideals, but not your methods." Qin Xia said to Uslan after stepping onto the fork in the road.

"I have many people who agree with me, and my sacrifice will inspire them." Uslan put on his helmet and disappeared at the fork in the road in an instant.

A moment later, a white light appeared in the distance, and the violent psychic energy impact destroyed many buildings.

A large number of airships took off and headed straight for the place where Uslan had caused great damage.

Qin Xia walked into the wind and snow and headed towards the target point.

(End of this chapter)