Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 609 The Convenience of Synaesthesia

Everyone rushed to the edge of the arena and stopped when they reached a passage just one step away from the arena exit.

Everyone knows that as long as they leave this passage, they can go outside the arena, but they also know that what awaits them outside is not freedom, but a greater test.

The blood drinkers couldn't help but recall the beginning of the Nuceria uprising when everyone rushed out of the arena and felt the same way.

Compared to the hell outside, the Colosseum is a relatively less hellish corner of hell.

The joy of winning the battle and the beautiful anticipation of breaking out of the arena were all completely consumed by the remaining rationality of intelligent creatures.

Negative emotions began to spread.

"How are we going to survive in Comoros after we leave the arena?"

An alien creature that Angron had never seen before asked everyone.

This alien looks like a mechanical jellyfish.

When it spoke, people around it seemed as if they could hear the sound of electricity when its logic chip was running.

“We were too impulsive…”

"There must be those Eldar troops and ships everywhere outside. We can't handle it alone."

"Hell is everywhere. It's hell everywhere in this damn place! We are already dead. We are going to die anyway, so why not just kill a few Eldar bastards?"

When an alien from a belligerent race spoke and attracted everyone's attention, the Ark Eldar stood up to emphasize.

"They are the fallen ones among the Eldar, the dark kin, not the Eldar bastards."

"No difference. Do you guys stop doing evil? Humans, you, you're all the same, doing evil everywhere, slaughtering one race after another."

"Don't forget that you are in Comoros, idiot. This place was not built by us humans! Besides, you should blame the Empire instead of the rest of us human forces."

"..."

The conversation gradually turned into an argument.

Even someone without Angron's abilities could see that the group was falling apart.

They were forced together after all, and less than a day had passed since they met, and they had not established a strong friendship like Angron and the Blood Drinkers, with common experiences as a foundation.

“Want to live?” Angron activated his power again, draining away everyone’s negative emotions. “Then follow me. You have no choice but to follow me. I was the one who helped you survive until now. Make your choice.”

The Primarch said this and turned to leave.

He didn't have to rely on these people to operate in the Comoros.

When he sensed the minds of everyone on the battlefield just now, Angron already knew everything he wanted to know. He didn't even need to interrogate anyone for information, nor did he need to conduct an investigation. He just had to travel to one place after another.

The other creatures really had no other choice, so they finally reached a consensus and followed.

"Where are Jaghatai and the people from the sector?" a blood drinker stepped forward and asked Angron.

Lilith heard this from behind and looked at the Primarch curiously.

"Billions of people in the sector are scattered across Commorros, serving as slaves for the conspiracy and the nobles. Jagatai and his men have not been awakened and are still staying in a place that is probably a warehouse," Angron replied.

The blood drinkers listened with expressionless faces.

Lilith realized that the Primarch came to save people, and she could also observe that those blood drinkers obviously didn't care about the life or death of people other than those around them.

But the truth is, it cannot be said that they don't care, it's just that they don't care to the point of becoming overly anxious. Apart from each other, nothing can concern them.

"You came here to save people?" Lilith walked quickly to the Primarch's side. "Then you may return disappointed. Apart from the people you mentioned who were stored in the time-space stasis warehouse, the people who were enslaved by others must have died."

Angron's nose twitched slightly. "Then I will take the living ones away. As for the dead, I will bury them where they were buried according to Nuceria's custom. I will then use the bodies of your fellow men as pads at the bottom of the grave, avenge them, and bury them."

After hearing this, Lilith just nodded without any further reaction.

But Angron could sense that in Lilith's eyes, his actions made no sense at all and seemed like madness.

To come to a hellhole like Comoros just to save people, you must be crazy or stupid, or both crazy and stupid.

"You call yourselves a superior race, you call yourselves civilized, and you even call yourselves the successors of the ancient Eldar empire, but in reality you are just a bunch of bugs living in the gutter." Angron said as he walked, "Most of you, the dark relatives of the Eldar, are as humble as dust and twisted as maggots."

After hearing this, Lilith just nodded silently, thinking that what the Primarch said made sense.

Even the dark elves who were sold into the arena couldn't help but nod in agreement.

It is difficult for individuals in a group where everyone oppresses each other and preys on the weak to develop a common sense of sharing honor and disgrace.

"How many of us will die?" Lilith suddenly asked, "How many people will die for your sake in order to get a chance to survive from you?"

Angron remained silent.

Everyone left the arena.

As he walked out of the gate, Angron suddenly trembled all over and stood still.

The blood drinkers thought that it was the alien's mental attack weapon that hit Angron, and immediately raised their weapons.

“Don’t be nervous.” Angron took a deep breath. “It’s my father. He’s here.”

"Your father? The emperor of mankind is coming with a fleet?" Lilith noticed that the Primarch suddenly relaxed, as if a stone had fallen to his face.

"No, that's not my father."

"Could it be the one who is trying to complete the fourth trial?"

"Exactly."

"Then it seems that we can definitely survive." ...

"You go find a way to save ordinary people, I'll go find Chagatai and the others."

"Uslan alone is attracting troops from the city."

Qin Xia and Angron were communicating psychically. Now that they were in the same place, he could contact him directly by generating sounds next to Angron's ears.

This was also the first time he had contact with his adopted son since leaving Nukeria.

As he spoke, Qin Xia looked into the distance.

Uslan's psychic power was shining brightly, lighting up the entire city.

This old Eldar prophet is extremely powerful and indeed courageous.

After receiving Angron's response, Qin Xia teleported to where Chagatai and the White Scars were, which was a warehouse where the interior space was completely still.

Qin Xia didn't know why the Dark Eldar imprisoned Chagatai and his legion here, and there was no need to worry about it. He just needed to kill the blockers here and then rush out with the entire legion.

Very simple.

A team of Dark Eldar warriors were standing guard in a corner of the warehouse.

When the whimpering sound of the person at the end of the team reached their ears, they quickly turned their heads and looked behind them.

Qin Xia stood in the shadows ten meters away from them, one of his eyes flashing with psychic energy, his right hand grabbing a warrior's head and extracting memories from it.

The Dark Eldar pulled the trigger.

But when the ammunition flew out of the chamber, time seemed to stand still in Yu Qinxia's sense.

All the defense forces of the entire warehouse are in full view.

Fifteen hundred Dark Eldar warriors, countless Haemonculi-transformed monsters, and some Witch Spirits.

These people were hired to work for Victor and wore a special device that prevented them from being affected by the time and space stillness technology in the warehouse.

The interior of the warehouse is divided into different levels and spaces, which are interconnected. They are not different areas, but different spaces, or dimensions.

Chagatai and his legions are in the deepest dimension.

After browsing the information, Qin Xia's subjective feeling of time began to flow again.

Just a thought killed all the enemy guarding forces in the warehouse.

Dark Eldar die from headshots.

Those transformed monsters were twisted into meat balls and then exploded from the middle.

All these soldiers, who were mobilized at great cost, died in the warehouse, and the only result they achieved was the crackling of the psychic barrier caused by a few shells fired.

Qin Xia raised his hand and pulled gently, and the core part of the layered dimensions was pulled in front of him.

Chagatai and all the White Scars Space Marines remained standing in complete stillness.

Qin Xia used his psychic power to interfere with the time and space stillness device, and the Primarch and the Space Marines immediately woke up.

"You..." Chagatai paused, and when he saw Qin Xia, he knew what had happened.

Qin Xia silently dragged the ship from another dimension in front of him.

An entire legion fleet can be accommodated in the warehouse, and the surrounding environment will not be destroyed by gravity. The technology of the ancient elves is quite amazing.

"The alien that deceived you is indeed quite deceptive." Qin Xia looked at Chagatai and recalled the information transmitted by Angron during the psychic communication just now.

Chagatai sighed helplessly: "At least he didn't get trapped and die in a galaxy, or die directly in a subspace storm."

The other Qin Xia and the top leaders of each legion gathered the legion soldiers together.

The transport planes in the battleship also began to fly towards the ground, and the transport corps returned to the fleet.

"Prepare the fleet to attack Comoros." Chagatai ordered on the communication channel.

Then, the Primarch turned to Qin Xia and gave him a meaningful look, and asked in a deep voice: "Is Horus dead or alive now?"

"It's a long story about a child without a mother, but at least he's alive and well," said Qin Xia.

Jaghatai breathed a sigh of relief: "Then the remaining few rebellious primarchs, such as Mortarion and others, are nothing to be afraid of."

Then the Primarch felt Qin Xia's surprised look and explained: "Yesugei can see the future. He told me that there will be a great rebellion, and Horus is the leader of the rebellion."

"That's how it would have been." Qin Xia nodded, "But now there are only two Primarchs rebelling, Fulgrim and Eleven."

Chagatai heaved a sigh of relief and was quite pleased: "Then we can go and quell the rebellion after we defeat Comoros."

"The rebels have even had their legion organization destroyed, and the two rebel primarchs have been expelled from the real universe. There are no rebels left to fight."

"That's even better. The only problem now is the Webway Project."

"The Webway Project was a success. Now Malcador is leading a fleet to explore the Webway routes."

"hiss……"

Chagatai patted the back of his head.

"I'm getting better now."

(End of this chapter)