Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 95: Godly Titan
hum-

A deep whistle sounded from the Knight Mech.

The slender right leg took a step forward, the shield was propped up in front of the body, and the spear was placed on the shield. It was ready to charge.

The knight began to run forward, his figure becoming increasingly illusory as he ran, and finally suddenly appeared at the end of his charge.

A knight who was killing a lot was easily pierced by a spear. His eleven-meter-tall body hung on the spear and was driven forward by the large knight mecha.

It plowed a path covered with frost and debris among the armored guards, then quickly jumped up, turned around in the air and landed, slid backwards for dozens of meters before steadying its body. Only its heel lightly touched Yochula, who was amazed at the scene and had no time to dodge, knocking the gladiator to the ground.

Angron marveled at the might of the massive Knight.

With just one charge, it destroyed a large number of the Armored Guards' tanks, crushed a large number of soldiers, and broke up the Armored Guards' formation.

The snowstorm followed the knight.

Angron stood on the frozen tank, looking in amazement at the majestic figure standing tall in the heavy snow.

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The whistle sounded again.

The spear swung, and the small knight mecha attached to it was thrown to the ground.

Another charge begins.

Qin Xia was in the cockpit, leaning on the throne that was covered with frost. His chest heaved violently, but his gaze was still firm, staring at the armor of the cockpit in front of him.

The extraction and mobilization of spiritual energy has reached its limit, which makes Qin Xia feel extremely tired and tormented.

The surge of psychic energy impacted the reality structure that had been weakened by Angron, and some supernatural phenomena appeared in the cockpit.

The soul of the original owner of this knight mecha was clamoring beside the throne. It was a spiritual entity created by a soul that had already left the real universe under extreme resentment.

Qin Xia had an idea, and made the soul of the High Knight that had already entered the subspace release a dazzling light, and was captured by the subspace creatures that were attracted to his soul.

The phantom of a boy appeared in the cockpit. He ran around the throne and kept asking Qin Xia: "Do you remember me? Do you remember me?"

Until the phantom of the boy was picked up by the phantom of another woman.

"I remember you, Sartre, the kid who ran and told everyone that we rebels were not evil."

"Of course I remember."

Qin Xia could no longer tell whether this was reality or an illusion, and he murmured in response.

Various phantoms appeared in the cockpit. They flashed by, some crying, some grateful, some roaring and screaming.

Sitting on the throne, Qin Xia supported his head with one hand and raised the other hand.

The knight mecha also raised his hand holding the shield.

"I will help you get revenge."

Qin Xia said calmly.

"We take revenge on them."

he said again.

A bright white light appeared on the knight's mecha shield, and after a few seconds it released a torrent of white psychic energy.

The people outside saw a tsunami-like energy attack released from the shield and heard roars.

Angron knelt on the ground in pain and covered his ears, but the sound bypassed his ears and rang in his head.

roar.

The sound of countless people roaring and shouting together.

The energy torrent swept across the vast main road of Mach City in front of them like a tsunami.

The armored guardsmen screamed and fell to the ground, their souls separated from their bodies and burned and disintegrated.

The war machines didn't seem to change at all, but they gradually stopped.

The knight knelt on the ground with his hands hanging down and his upper body hunched.

The tank still made a roar as it continued to run, but the crew had already turned into soulless corpses with screams.

Inside the cockpit of the huge knight, Qin Xia leaned his head back against the backrest of the throne. He felt as if his spiritual energy had been drained away, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The white light flowing on the knight mecha gradually dissipated, and the energy that forced the huge war machine to move disappeared, and it itself stopped functioning.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

"wake up."

Qin Xia opened his eyes at the sound of the call and found himself in the subspace, but when he thought of leaving, everything in front of him instantly turned into the real universe. The feeling of spiritual energy filling his body returned, and the exhaustion after the torment also disappeared.

“Angron…”

Qin Xia turned his head with difficulty, his face and lips were frighteningly pale.

The Primarch knelt beside Qin Xia and let Qin Xia rest his head on his knees.

The gladiators surrounded the place, making it impossible to get in or out.

"..." Angron opened his mouth but could not say anything. His face was twisted with grief, and he just nodded.

"Oh no..." Qin Xia turned his head with difficulty and looked to the other side.

Oenomamos' eyes were red, and he kept murmuring: "We are all here... all here..."

"Sorry... I can't go on with you for now..." Qin Xia glanced at the gladiators with difficulty, his eyes blurred and erratic, "Have you...dismantled the bomb?"

The gladiators half-knelt on the ground, either in grief or in anger.

"The bombs have been defused, don't worry." Yochula nodded.

"You won't be alone." Kleist squeezed out the words from between his teeth, "Because we will kill all the nobles in this city, pile them up into a mountain, and let you lie on it, and let them be buried with you."

Hearing what Crest said, all the gladiators nodded.

That's what they thought. If Qin Xia really died, let the nobles in this city be buried with him.

In the eyes of these gladiators, there is no more glorious way to die than lying on a pile of enemy corpses.

"Don't..." Qin Xiabai's frightening lips trembled slightly, "I'm not from Nukeria... Nukeria... I... you guys pick a place... pick a place with mountains and water... and then dig a pit... don't forget to come every year... to worship..."

Sister Orina was also present.

The younger sister squatted at Qin Xia's feet, infected by the sad atmosphere, and looked at Qin Xia with tears in her eyes.

The elder sister stood there with her arms crossed in front of her chest, looking down at Qin Xia, and said in a cold voice: "How about building a grave mound for you on the orbital elevator? Then you can have a clear view of the mountains and rivers of this planet."

Qin Xia ignored this and slowly closed his eyes.

“No…no…no!” Angron roared.

Qin Xia suddenly opened his eyes again: "Oh right... Angron... don't be controlled by your talent... you should control your talent... not the other way around..."

“I remember…I remember.” Angron nodded vigorously. “You must have a way to stay alive! Or you must know a way to save your life! You tell me, and I’ll do it!”

"Everything is fate." Qin Xia closed his eyes again.

Angron lowered his head, and his body, as strong as a mountain, trembled violently.

"Oh, right..." Qin Xia opened his eyes again, "Regarding that knight... I thought of a good name... In the legend of Nukeria... there are two gods who will save the people here... So I want to name that knight the God Knight..."

"Godly Knight?" The elder sister of the Olena sisters said calmly, ignoring her younger sister's urging. "He is both a king and a knight. Don't you think it's contradictory?"

Qin Xia had closed his eyes again, but opened them again when he heard this: "Knight is a name, not a title. The name of that huge war machine is Knight. Why don't you just call it a tank? How is that a contradiction?"

Suddenly thinking of something, Qin Xia closed his eyes and said, "Anyway, the size of the Knight mecha is considered medium among the Titans, so let's not call it a Knight, but a Titan."

"God-lord Titan? I can tell you enjoy the title of the two savior gods in the Nuceria legend."

"I just like it. What's the matter? Regardless of whether the legend is true or not, the banner of the two legendary gods has indeed brought a lot of convenience to the rebels and also increased the cohesion of the personnel."

"..."

Listening to the two people bickering, the Primarch frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

The gladiators also noticed something unusual.

Angron suddenly felt an extremely joyful emotion spreading among everyone. Everyone who realized Qin Xia's current situation felt the same joy as him.

It was a kind of joy of recovering something that had been lost without any danger.

The gladiators looked at each other and hid their smiles.

Qin Xia felt that everyone around him had seen through her, so he stopped pretending, opened his eyes, sat up, and smiled politely.

Angron suddenly rushed over and hugged Qin Xia.

Crest stepped forward and hugged Angron's arm and Qin Xia's neck.

The gladiators gathered around one after another. They looked more like they were huddled together than hugging each other, but these people who had shared life and death together could feel the friendship between them even if they did nothing.

"Should we...should we also..." Orina's younger sister looked at her elder sister, hesitatingly pointing at the gladiators.

"Go, let the wizard hold you." The elder sister patted her younger sister's back, "Go, don't you want to do this?"

The younger sister stood there awkwardly, and finally did not come forward: "How could it be..."

(End of this chapter)