Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 623 Part of the Plan
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Surface of Nuceria.

Angron held the ashes of Sharasi in his hands, his grief echoing through the synaesthesia he had established with all Nuceria.

The happy king was shot dead by an uninvited guest, leaving only the sad happy prince.

The rage of revenge filled Angron's chest, and the Primarch's vow to avenge his adoptive father echoed deep in everyone's soul. Similarly, everyone felt anger and sadness, and had the same determination and purpose as the Primarch.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

The cry for revenge is silent, because sadness and anger have filled everyone's body, leaving no room for even a word.

These mental resonances reverberate throughout the Warp, becoming nutrients that feed Slaanesh.

Slaanesh greedily absorbs the negative emotions from the universe. Even in the feelings of this Chaos God, these emotions are extremely sweet and exciting, and he is happier than when he devoured most of the Eldar souls at the beginning of his birth.

Tzeentch gazed at the broken universe like a glass ball.

As Slaanesh devoured emotions, Tzeentch just watched silently. What the Lord of Change expected was not the most direct emotional nourishment, but change.

"Delicious, isn't it?" Tzeentch said with sarcasm in his tone.

But sarcastic tone is the basic tone of Tzeentch when communicating, and Slaanesh could not sense anything from these words.

"Compared to Aisha, this universe is my spoils of war." Slaanesh chewed, "It is simply a ring of gluttony built for me."

Tzeentch seemed to agree with Slaanesh, letting out a laugh that echoed through the Warp.

"As long as you present me with a plan to shape this universe, I will be willing to help you regain the power you once lost."

“We will be allies in the great game.”

"..."

Slaanesh is having a blast.

With a simple release of power, Tzeentch blocked the torrent of words and emotions unleashed by Slaanesh.

"Don't delay my admiring... the changes." Tzeentch made a silencing gesture. It looked like the blue storm converged into a straight line, crossing the crack in the center of the larger blue storm. "This is only part of the plan."

Slaanesh observes in silence all that happens within the Broken Universe.

In the vision of this God of Chaos, the place where Qin Xia was was all white, and even his omniscience and omnipotence could not see what was going on.

It suddenly understood why Tzeentch liked the isolated being.

"If your magic is successful, Qin Xia will build a cage for himself that will lock himself in. You said you left a back door for him. What is this back door?"

Slaanesh's voice was heard.

Tzeentch allowed it to ask questions at this moment, because at this moment Slaanesh was like a mortal who was at a loss in the face of change and the unknown.

A drama that would never happen in another universe, a drama of father and son killing each other. Tzeentch gave an answer that only it could hear.

In the eyes of the evil gods, a good show is about to begin.

Ice and snow suddenly covered an area in the center of Desia City.

The sound of heavy objects trudging through the snow was heard. People who were filled with anger and sadness turned their heads and saw the unknown warrior who had killed "Qin Xia" walking out of the snow.

Guilliman followed beside the unknown warrior.

The two men came out of the snow and stood still, surrounded but fearless, staring at Angron and the gladiators.

"You killed my father! My beloved!" Angron roared, suddenly stuffed the ashes of Xarathi into his mouth and swallowed it, then pulled out two chain axes and pointed them at the two uninvited guests.

Qin Xia took a step forward silently, placing his hands on both sides of his helmet.

With a sneer, the helmet was taken off, revealing Qin Xia's true face in front of everyone.

When this face appeared in his eyes, Angron immediately put down his axe with a look of disbelief, and stammered: "Father...you...what are you..."

When Guilliman, who was standing behind Qin Xia, heard this, he immediately took two steps forward to check Qin Xia's face. He felt unexpected, but not completely unexpected.

Qin Xia tucked his helmet under his armpit and smiled, "I am Angron's father. Angron's father is a somewhat cruel man. He would use thundering means to deal with some problems, and he always adhered to the values ​​and causality theory from the ancient civilization of Terra."

“He has desires, too.”

"But his greatest desire is not to enjoy the adopted son's synaesthesia, but to save him. He will naturally put the burden of salvation on his shoulders."

Qin Xia explained himself in a third-party tone.

However, Angron did not hear a word of these words. He just staggered forward, immersed in the joy of regaining what he had lost, and stretched out his hand to Qin Xia.

Qin Xia grabbed the primogeniture's hand and placed it on his face, while looking at the primogeniture with a smile.

"Father..." the Primarch called.

"I am not your father, and you are not my adopted son."

Qin Xia was still smiling.

"You are just an unlucky guy raised by a demon. We don't even belong to the same universe."

"You are not my Angron my adopted son, you are just a Daemon Prince of Slaanesh named Angron."

Angron was quite surprised to hear these words. Qin Xia's words, which were completely opposite in posture and words, were particularly cold.

There are even colder ones.

Angron's outstretched hand was grabbed by Qin Xia, and the psychic power flowed along the Primarch's arm to his whole body.

Yochuka saw what was going on and went forward to stop it, but was blinded by the strong light emitted from Angron.

Prince Joy was disintegrated by Qin Xia's psychic energy and suffered the same fate as Xia Laxi.

Ashes like snowflakes floated in the air.

Qin Xia suddenly became a little dazed. He raised his hand to catch a few ashes. What came to his mind was the original body's appearance before it was killed and still hadn't made any attacking moves.

Although this Prince of Joy Angron is not the adopted son Angron who had experienced a lot with Qin Xia, Angron, the Lord of Nuceria, but because the two are exactly the same, even the expressions are the same without the Butcher's Nails... Qin Xia is still somewhat sad.

"You killed your adopted son!" Yochuka stood in front of the gladiators and roared at Qin Xia.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Qin Xia gently flipped his right hand, and all the ashes in his palm fell out. "The one I killed was not my adopted son, but a child who was raised by a demon..."

"You are just making excuses, like a high knight who was publicly executed defending his evil deeds in court!" Yochuka drew his sword.

Qin Xia was silent for a few seconds, and his reaction was to take out the spear and Sirius Sword from the subspace and hold them in his left and right hands.

"I've seen Angron in worse forms, like being stabbed with the Butcher's Nails and becoming a super-killer." Qin Xia walked towards Yochuka, "So I don't have any special feelings for Angron, who was not raised by me."

Yochuka rushed towards Qin Xia.

Yochuka, who had been strengthened and transformed into a space warrior, was pierced by a spear just as he approached Qin Xia.

The gladiators rushed towards Qin Xia one after another.

Qin Xia rushed left and right, slashing, stabbing and stabbing.

Without using any psychic powers, he slaughtered all the gladiators with just close combat.

The Nucerias swarmed forward.

Qin Xia still did not use any psychic means, but only relied on his body and weapons to kill groups of people rushing towards him.

Only then did Guilliman rush to Qin Xia's side, fighting side by side with Qin Xia, using his weapons to kill everyone who rushed up one after another.

The sound of a spear piercing through flesh was heard.

Qin Xia was just about to kick the man pierced by the spear away and then kill the next group of people, but the man pierced by the spear suddenly spoke: "God, Lord..."

The familiar voice made Qin Xia look back suddenly, only to see Sartre, whom Qin Xia had met in Desia City before, holding a gun with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He was hanged by the High Knight in Qin Xia's universe.

There is no death in this universe, just like many other people who would have died in the Rebellion War are still alive.

But Sat died under the spear of the god he revered.

"You... why did you destroy our paradise... why did you slaughter us like the High Knight!" Sartre's questioning voice first began with a weak murmur, and then turned into hysteria mixed with disbelief and unwillingness.

"Your Lord is a demon!"

Qin Xia thrust his spear forward with all his might, and the tip of the spear pierced through Sartre's chest and nailed it to the ground. The entire spear served as a support to hold up Sartre's body.

"You too."

Qin Xia kicked Sartre away.

The corpse was kicked away, and after flipping a few times in the air, it grew pincers and sharp claws, then landed nimbly and pounced towards Qin Xia.

All of the Nuceria who were besieging Qinxia and Guilliman were also being demonized by Slaanesh.

The entire universe is in tatters, the structure of reality has been disintegrated to the point of being equivalent to nothing. The Nuceria people did not become demons only because Slaanesh wanted to preserve such a bonsai. Now that the bonsai is being destroyed by intruders, it no longer wants to keep such a toy.

While the battle was going on in the Bonsai Universe, Slaanesh and Tzeentch were also fighting.

"You went through so much trouble just to watch a drama! You even tricked me into thinking you were building a mental prison for Qin Xia, a six-ring magic realm just for him!"

Slaanesh finally understood.

A purple storm and a blue storm, the two entangled together and fought each other.

"I did build a cage, but the way to break it is for him to kill Angron in this universe with his own hands." Tzeentch laughed evilly while fighting Slaanesh, "And this is only part of the plan!"

The bonsai universe suddenly changed.

The entire universe, which looked like a glass ball, began to grow feathers.

The magic that Jianqi had previously set up was stopped by Qin Xia by killing Angron, but it was also equivalent to activating the magic and making it effective in another way.

Endless Tzeentch's demon army poured out from the Bonsai Universe and entered the center of the Slaanesh Realm to start a massacre.

"I want my power back!"

Tzeentch was able to repel Slaanesh with just a few quick moves, and wiped out countless demons in the Slaanesh realm.

"That is the part of power that includes the desire for knowledge!"

"And this... is only part of the plan."

(End of this chapter)