Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 627 Death of Integrity
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The other side of the galaxy.

The cruiser "Hunter" equipped with Tuchucha engines appeared in the desolate galaxy with strong light.

The detection waves swept across the two death world planets, and the news that the two original human colony worlds were destroyed by virus bombs was transmitted to the cruiser's command deck.

"My Lord, two colonies were destroyed by the Death Guard."

The mortal officer stood up and reported.

Varis stood outside the holographic image, standing solemnly with his arms crossed, his entire body wrapped in a think tank-type Terminator power armor, ready for battle.

The chief think tank, the Lord of the Hunters of Secrets, has already seen the situation in the galaxy, so he does not pay attention to the reports of mortals.

"The Death Guard are really hard to kill... The Emperor's Children and the 11th Legion were annihilated, and not only are they still alive, they are also scattered all over the Empire..."

"Not the Death Guard, but the Traitor Warriors."

"It's all the same thing."

"..."

The mortals were talking in whispers.

Varis ignored the discussion and stared at the star map, thinking in his mind.

When the Lord of the White Knights entered the Demon Realm, the Secret Hunters left the Webway and took on the task of establishing this secret force in a cruiser equipped with a Tuchucha engine.

Now searching for ancient weapons.

Holding the Sword of Salum given by the Lord of the White Knights, he uses the Sword of Salum's ability to locate weapons made by all human races to search for them.

Now, the ancient weapons that have been located have also been targeted by the Death Guard. As a result, a battle broke out between the Secret Hunters and the Death Guard, and half of the Death Guard company was dispersed.

Now Varis faces two choices.

1. Continue searching for ancient weapons.

Second, chase down and destroy the Death Guard first to prevent them from causing more damage to the Empire.

After some thought, Varis gave the order: "Leave a beacon here that can guide the Pharos Lighthouse, and leave the Death Guard to the Imperial Navy."

"So where is our next destination, sir?" asked the captain.

Varis didn't answer and turned to leave the command deck.

The Lord of the Hunters strode down the corridor.

All the mortals on the road immediately leaned against the wall to avoid the heavy footsteps of the Space Marines.

When passing a fork in the road, twenty think tanks who had finished their rest came out in an orderly manner and followed behind Varis silently. They were all members of the Secret Hunters, and like the White Knights in the think tank army who specialized in dealing with demons, they were all veterans of hundreds of battles and elite psychics.

A group of people entered the secret room.

After the gates closed and all the Librarians took their positions around the preset magic circle, Varis summoned the contracted demon.

The sword of Salum was pulled out from the contracted demon's hand, and the surging demonic power filled the entire secret room.

Varis raised his sword and slammed it into the ground.

After a flash of blood that would have spread to the entire galaxy but was intercepted in a secret room by the Librarians, supernatural phenomena appeared.

Blood seeped out from the magic circle, floated into the air, and gathered into a star map.

Celestial bodies and ships are all included in the star map.

"This ancient ship will appear in the 3091 star system in four Nuceria days." Varis pointed to the star map.

A Librarian immediately teleported out of the chamber, and after the Sword of Sarum was sheathed and taken back to the Warp by the Contracted Demon, the Librarian teleported back.

"The ship has begun sailing towards the 3091 system."

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The Tuchucha Engine distorts space and time.

The Hunter cruiser appeared silently in the 3091 galaxy.

The psychic vision revealed the situation of the entire galaxy to Varis one step ahead of the detection wave.

Varis first spotted a Mechanicus warship.

The wake of the boarding torpedo started from the port side of the Mechanicus warship, and ended at a ship not far from the warship.

That ship looked very different from the ships of the human empire today. It had a streamlined structure and was roughly the same size as a Tempest-class frigate. It was also unclear what weapons were installed on it.

When this ship was built, it is estimated that there was no concept of port and starboard gun decks.

"Silently target the Mechanicus ship." Varis ordered from the command deck and then opened the portal.

Portals appeared in various places on the Hunter cruiser, and twenty Hunter Librarians were teleported into the strange ship at the same time.

Mechanicus warriors are fighting near the boarding point under the leadership of a priest.

Warriors armed with Hrud flintlock rifles formed a battle line and concentrated their fire on the greenskins pouring out of the nearby corridors.

Fighter soldiers provide fire support to soldiers.

The more agile modified servitors shuttled between the gunfire and assassinated the largest of the greenskins.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, the Hunter Think Tank arrived near the boarding point.

First, four Librarians appeared silently in the firing line of the Mechanicus soldiers in each corridor, holding up a psychic barrier to the rear with one hand and facing the greenskins rushing in front with the other.

Simple and direct psychic spells such as psychic lightning or fire burst out, clearing the entire corridor from beginning to end.

Then the remaining sixteen think tanks were teleported out and formed a circle around Varis.

Varis walked out from the center of the circle, followed by a psychic think tank, and they both walked towards the priest who was commanding the battle.

When Varis came before the priest, the Psychic Librarian placed two fingers of his right hand on his temples, using his psychic power to stir up a storm of fear among the greenskins, forcing them to flee.

The crisis at the boarding point was resolved and Varis stopped.

"Debrief the situation."

The priest heard the Space Marine in front of him ordering him.

"We stumbled upon news of this ancient vessel and set out to capture it." The priest made a gear salute. "It's that simple, as you can see."

"The traitors in the Death Guard are also looking for this ship," Varis said. "Return to your ships and evacuate. We will handle this ship and any traitors that will follow."

The priest sneered: "Are you the think tank troops of the World Eaters?"

Varis was silent.

"We are here on the orders of the Sage of the Quadrant," the priest said. "He and your Lord of the White Knights are close friends. I don't believe you won't consider this relationship..."

"The Lord of the White Knights ordered us to take over the job here."

Varis' words made the smile on the priest's face disappear. The priest was choked for two seconds before speaking: "The machine spirit of this ancient ship is not easy to tame. You may need our help."

"Okay." Varis nodded and turned to move forward.

The priest saw that the think tanks who had just been teleported disappeared again, and then the screams of green-skinned orcs were heard from other places.

The think tanks were surrounding the corridor where Varis was, constantly teleporting and using psychic spells to clear out the nearby greenskins, creating an operating environment for Varis and others where they would never encounter any obstacles.

The operation that was supposed to take several months under the Priest Plan was now expected to be shortened to one solar hour.

After moving forward for a while, the group arrived at the central position of the ancient ship.

The priest cracked the airlock, then opened the door and walked in after Varis was teleported into the core.

What is presented to modern people is a room that is probably only as big as the operations room of a battleship, with no cluttered instruments and equipment and only a few seats.

Smoothness is the first impression that this place gives to Varis.

The floor and walls can reflect light.

[Incoming...incoming...incoming...]

The armor system alarm sounded in Varis' ears.

The next second, the power armor's communication device was shut down, and all functions used to assist in combat were also stopped.

The Mechanicus priest beside him collapsed to the ground, and the rest of the Mechanicus personnel were fixed in place like puppets, because the various implants in their bodies had stopped working.

Think Tank-type Terminators use psionic energy as a power source, otherwise Varis and others would be fixed in place.

"001010110..." The priest's unmodified mouth could still move, chanting the binary hymn.

Seeing that Varis was just watching, the priest yelled, "Don't just stand there! Go get the holy oil and incense and chant hymns with me to appease the machine spirits!"

"I'm afraid it's useless." Varis glanced around.

“It really didn’t work.”

A feminine electronic voice echoed through the room.

"Look at these poor bastards, lying on the ground chanting, thinking that this behavior will make me stop controlling their lousy implants."

"Meaningless."

Among the people of the Mechanicus, the priest's apprentice, a person who had not undergone much transformation, gradually broke free from control. His mechanical legs were separated from the joints, and he crawled around the room carrying incense and holy oil.

"Look at him. Yo... poor little wretch."

The electronic sound sounded again.

"Your ancestors once used science to make the entire universe bow down, but you are like a tribal shaman before the Common Era. When you see the inventions of your ancestors, your first reaction is to pray and perform rituals."

Varis could guess that the voice came from the abominable intelligence, or AI, in the ship.

Ancient ships generally had AI, and the same was true of the forging engine found by the Lord of the White Knights.

The only solution now is to use an ancient artifact to clean up the ship's AI, then use a cruiser to capture the ship and leave.

Varis reached out and pulled out a chip from the armor's storage layer - this was one of the ancient relics of Nuceria. Before the Hunter of Secrets left, Brown found Varis and gave it to him.

But just before Varis was about to take action, the report of a think tank came into his mind.

After listening to the report, Varis put the chip away, thinking that it would be better if he could subdue the AI, because the AI ​​itself was an ancient treasure that the Lord of the White Knights might be able to use.

The reason Varis is so optimistic is that a think tank found an ancient man sleeping in a hibernation capsule.

This ancient being was teleported here by the Think Tank.

"My love!"

The electronic sound rang out again.

"The dormant area was destroyed by those aliens. I thought you..."

"I'm fine, Kona, I'm fine."

The ancient man whom the AI ​​called "My Beloved" looked like a captain. He turned around and extended his hand to Varis, saying, "I read the logs. They saved us, so they are not enemies. Treat these modern people as guests, Kona."

The Mechanicus personnel are gradually regaining their ability to move, and AI no longer invades any modern human device.

"Sorry, sorry." The captain stepped forward to help the Mechanicus up, apologizing for each person he helped.

It’s just that what the captain said was not the Imperial language, so no one else could understand it.

"Sir." Varis suddenly heard the voice of the captain of the Hunter on the communication channel, "Three Death Guard cruisers appeared in the system. They are heading for this ancient ship."

Upon hearing this, Varis asked the captain: "Is your ship a warship?"

"What?" The captain was stunned. "Of course not! My Death of Integrity is just a cargo ship!"

AI turned on the simultaneous interpretation function so that what the captain said could be understood by others.

Varis was a little disappointed, and then instructed the captain: "Let your AI control the ship, and you can follow my ship after it opens a channel. If there are defensive functions, such as shields, activate them immediately."

After giving the instructions, Varis raised his hand and called upon his psychic energy, preparing to teleport the entire cargo ship to the vicinity of the Hunter.

"Stop showing off your witchcraft tricks." The AI ​​began to call up the ship's functions. "Although I am a cargo ship, I am also the cargo ship of your ancestors."

The Righteous Death fired its tractor beam at the three Death Guard ships.

The function of that light beam was not just to pull, but even the time within the range of the traction beam was accelerated, so the three enemy ships were thrown into the star in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Varis looked at the Mechanicus priest.

There was greed in the priest's eyes, and of course fear and trepidation.

The captain seemed to be able to see the outside world through some device on the ship. After observing the three enemy ships, he asked Varis: "Have your enemies developed the technology to transform organisms into ships?"

"No." Varis shook his head.

The AI ​​named Kona projects a series of information in front of the captain.

The Death Guard's ship was invaded by Kona before entering the star, and various data in the database were extracted. The AI ​​then condensed some key information and showed it to the captain.

"This contains military information." The captain motioned for Varis to look at the projected information.

Varis looked over and saw that this group of Death Guard had received a mission: after seizing the ancient ship, use this ship to attack the Eldar Craft World.

The Lord of the Secret Hunters thought about what happened before he left the Webway, when the Lord of the White Knights went to rescue the Eldar God. Now that God should have been rescued, the cooperation between humans and the Eldar is progressing... then the purpose of these Death Guards is very clear, which is to destroy the cooperation.

But Varis felt that it was unlikely. These Death Guards could not be so well-informed. Perhaps they just happened to be attacking an Ark World.

Regardless, this information should be reported.

"Return to the webway." Varis turned and ordered.

(End of this chapter)