Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 264 Battle Damage? Such things exist?
Humans, chaos, and demons.

All of Tzeentch's time and space were frozen, and only they could see Tzeentch's illusory image constantly appearing, but it was just an illusory reflection.

"It's the Gamma World!"

Soon, Tzeentch realized where these people came from. Only in the Gamma World would one use such warrior mechs with complete loyalty to faith and machine spirit, as well as power armor and weapons that had never been seen before.

The Chaos beings had some knowledge of the Gamma World, but only now, having actually witnessed it, did they realize that their understanding was incomplete.

They were surprised that some chaotic forces were afraid of a small world, and even felt indifferent because of Tzeentch's high regard for that world.

Only then did they realize the ferocity of the Gamma world's fighting power and the fierceness of its battles. Those soldiers, whose physical bodies were so tender, yet whose souls were as resilient and incorruptible as if they had existed for millennia, almost every one of them possessed a powerful resistance to the corruption of chaos.

Furthermore, their fighting style and experience were so rich that they felt an unbelievable familiarity to them, as if these people had been learning how to fight against chaos since they were born.

These experienced warriors are hunting on Triple Gate Star.

The soldiers of the human empire watched these expeditionary forces pass by and realized that these expeditionary forces shared the same enemy as them. Over the years of fighting, they had long since developed a cooperative working style. Even if the other side did not explicitly state their cooperation, they could still work together with the expeditionary forces to achieve numerous victories.

"The Ninth District has been cleared, and the airdrop mission to the Tenth District is underway. Do not let a single Chaos force escape. Make those Nurgle and Tzeentch wizards disappear completely."

Their method for completely erasing them was to use the healing beam in their hands to absorb the souls of Nurgle, Tzeentch, and the Thousand Sons. After all, it didn't matter who took their souls, so they might as well have them taken by the Gamma World.

As for battle losses?

They possess such advanced technology and various special attack equipment.

It would be truly shameful to suffer casualties.

News of the Gamma World's attack on the Triple Gate Star caught Chaos's attention.

After all, the importance of the Triple Gate Star is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Any lord in the Chaos or any force that has built a defensive empire in the real universe can realize the importance of the three world-building stars and their benefits to their control over the dark side of the empire.

Tzeentch will have his eye on it, and so will Nurgle.

Slaanesh and Khorne may also find reasons to set their sights on this world.

And while temporarily shifting our focus away from the development of the Gamma world, we...

Good news has once again come from the psionic laboratory of Ozrax in the Gamma world.

The angel from the Gamma world has merged into his inherent soul and has been sent to a time capsule for incubation.

Meanwhile, in Ozlac's cutting-edge laboratory.

The experimental data about Angron is gradually being unpacked. The experimental procedures have exceeded those of previous experiments. In order to extract the pure real universe factors, they have spent a lot of effort examining the soul fragments of Maggo from the Gamma World, as well as those of Angron's adoptive father and brother, and capturing the soul factors related to him.

Then, we can reverse-engineer these soul factors.

After all, Angron's power has been completely distorted, and his past has been completely abandoned. His soul and body are no longer his own. What he may possess is only a trace of self-awareness, hidden deep within the demon's soul.

It's safe to say that Angron is beyond saving.

The Gamma World simply took a portion of the materials from Angron and then reused the particles to completely recreate Angron.

Of course, extract the useful information from this Angron.

An ascended Primarch was even no match for a mechanical minion created by Perturabo, which can be considered to have brought the Primarch to its lowest level.

The end of the Primarch era was not the end of the Primarchs, but rather the realization by those Astartes that even the Primarchs were nothing special, and that Angron must have been just that in their eyes.

Inside a cutting-edge laboratory.

Before Angron lay his creation.

An Angron from an even more ancient era is being created. His memories and all the data from that era will be traced back to their origins along with the particle tracing of the gamma world.

The demon-ascended version of Angron before me, stimulated by the Demon Butcher's Nail, erupted with surging rage and furious roars, seemingly trying to tear apart the barrier of the real universe beneath this starry sky. However, this attempt was nothing more than a futile struggle.

He could only watch as he was being molded, this Angron from an even more ancient era, the one in the slave owner's arena, being created bit by bit. The demon prince Angron watched himself gradually approach perfection, while opposite Angron was another slave owner being created.

The Gamma World seems to be intentionally recreating a battlefield from ancient times.

Even the details of the battlefield, the characters, and his reshaped fate have undergone earth-shattering changes.

Back then, in the slave owner's arena, he had one last chance to regain his dignity. He was defeated and seriously injured by the slave owner. While he was fighting desperately, the Emperor appeared and intervened in the war that the Emperor had promised not to interfere in. Although it was out of mercy, because he did not want Angron to die, it also completely crushed Angron's dignity and self-reliance.

From that time on, Angron's personality changed drastically.

He began to give up, letting the Butcher's Nails corrode him, letting them stimulate his brain and drive him into madness. To this end, he even nailed a large number of Butcher's Nails onto his warband offspring.

Of course, while the Chosen One, Captain Luther, played a part in this, it also indirectly confirms that he had indeed given up any resistance against the Butcher's Nail. In order to avenge the Emperor, he had died completely in that war.

Therefore, the Gamma world will reshape a new Angron.

Although this new Angron was not actually created by the Emperor, all of its parts still belong to the original him. Of course, if he wants to inherit the full power, he must personally kill his ascended self and completely reclaim the power that belongs to him from the enemy.

The Gamma World created the battlefield and produced a virtual scene to simulate the actual battlefield conditions.

After extracting all of Angron's memories, they used this most vivid memory to create a new gravitational battlefield and reintroduced Angron and his forces, who were leading the resistance against the Emperor, into this battlefield.

Angron, located on the battlefield, was caught in a state of confusion and helplessness.

He seemed to remember what he was doing, and then he saw the slaves around him charging toward the top of the tower walls.

"Solon, Takostol"

"By the way, this is..."

"On the planet Nukelia, there was a slave world, a power where slavery was rampant. After being captured by the slave owners, I was forced to become a gladiator. I led other slaves in a rebellion ("The Battle of the High Wall"), but ultimately we were outnumbered and on the verge of destruction."

On the eve of the failed uprising, the Emperor suddenly appeared, but instead of saving Angron's comrades, he forcibly teleported him away. This betrayal became the source of Angron's hatred.

Of course, we are now at a critical moment in the battle for the high walls.

His imposing figure made him the supreme leader among the many slaves. The slave warriors who became his brothers were now roaring angrily at the enemy on the high walls. Although their slave owners possessed heavy armor and even more powerful weapons, which could annihilate them with minimal losses, their will did not yield.

On this slave planet, they have been enslaved for far too long, and have not been treated as human beings for far too long.

Now, he wants to experience what it's like to be a human being.

"Kill the slave owners and let us become our own masters."

Angron possessed an extremely powerful appeal. Under his mobilization, the slaves charged and broke through the enemy's lines, constantly assaulting the castle. However, they were, after all, just slaves, and even if he wanted to successfully break through, he would need a great deal of support.

As Angron watched his brothers being slaughtered, he angrily challenged the enemy's most powerful warrior, the Mountain of Flesh, a terrifying giant as large as a piece of meat.

Angron used his powerful physique to fight and defeat his opponent, and he was almost on the verge of defeat in this war.

Soon, Angron discovered that a group of people, about the same size as him but much stronger, wearing heavy armor, had appeared behind them to help them.

During the battle, the soldiers who fought alongside him almost exclusively covered his advance towards the slave owners.

With human help, Angron can naturally solve all the problems on this planet.

He also believed that as long as he could eliminate the slave owners on this planet, then no one on the planet would be a slave anymore, nor would anyone be reduced to slavery.

Everyone will receive fairness, and freedom beyond fairness.

And no one will carry the despairing Butcher's Nail anymore, turning them into beasts with only a fighting mindset.

"Go away!"

Angron roared, his will only growing stronger despite the countless blades piercing his body. His goal now was to eliminate those high-ranking slave owners, no matter how difficult it was.

(End of this chapter)