Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

"Jedek, you should practice your marksmanship!"

The Space Marine, who had chopped the black bean sprouts in two, said with dissatisfaction.

Then he saw Eunouch's severed arm.

"Kags! There are wounded!"

As he spoke, he picked up the bolt pistol from his waist and fired several shots at the black bean sprouts on the ground.

As a soft groan sounded, he stomped on Black Bean Sprout's head and crushed it.

"Damn alien!"

At that moment, a pharmacist rushed over and quickly examined Oynormouth's injuries.

"I'm alright! Oedipus! Look at Oedipus!"

Oynormouth roared.

"Relax..."

The warrior carrying the chain and the saw-sword came to Oynormouth.

“I am Kahn, son of Angron, commander of the 8th Company of War Hounds. You are safe now.”

Kahn looked at Oinemouth, removed his helmet, and looked into Oinemouth's eyes as he spoke.

"When did Angron get married?!"

Upon hearing Oujnouches's words, Kahn's superhuman brain noticeably slowed for a moment.

He should have invited me to the wedding!

Oynormouth mumbled something and then collapsed in front of Kahn, who immediately caught him.

"It seems we've encountered some of Father's companions."

"I'll say this jokingly after I've stopped the bleeding at Oinemouth," Kargs said after he finished.

P.S.: I have some drafts saved up... Will I get votes for these two chapters? The temperature dropped from 39°C...

Volume 1: Chapter 15 The Temptation of Nails!

When Angron stepped onto the ground again, the smell of blood and gunpowder made him frown. Gale and a group of Space Marines guarded him as Angron gazed at the devastation in the hive.

The war dogs lying on the ground retreated again and again, shouting for freedom and the army of slave owners locked in a tug-of-war.

Anglong concealed his emotions, but Lu Heng sensed that the emotions flowing in Anglong's mind were like smog, endlessly being absorbed by him.

"For Angron!!!"

Angron looked up and saw a gladiator on a wall, shouting Angron's name. He was clinging tightly to several high knights as he fell from the towering wall. Instead of the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, a huge plume of fireworks rose into the air.

　8≌Seven Mounds◎∷Scattered∨：4肆°＃佴瑜寒：。 ： Anglong's eyes were filled with sorrow. He took a deep breath and gasped for air.

The sight of those familiar faces lying on the ground made his breathing unusually heavy.

Want to know how I pulled you out of the slaughterhouse?

Lu Heng's cold voice rang out; in fact, this was the first time Anglong had ever felt the coldness of a nail.

Before this, Angron was able to sense the nail's emotions.

It has warmth.

Want to know the potential of your body?

Lu Heng's words were like the whisper of a demon. Anglong took a deep breath and nodded with a smile.

"of course."

"what?"

As Ger watched Anglong mutter to himself, he was deeply worried about his father's mental state. He didn't know what kind of suffering Anglong had endured, but as things stood, Anglong needed a doctor.

“Ger”.

Angron extended his hand.

"My father!"

Ger stepped forward.

"Lend me the axe at your waist."

Upon hearing this, Ger immediately handed the power axe from his waist to Angron.

The next second, Geer saw Angron roll his eyes.

"????"

"Father!"

Before Ger could figure out what was going on, Lu Heng pushed Ger away.

At this moment, Gel felt that Angron was no longer a human being, but more like... a cold machine.

Anglong is not feeling particularly well right now. This is the first time he has been controlled by Lu Heng while he is conscious. He feels like he is watching a first-person movie.

Our synchronization rate is frighteningly low. I think you should take me off your head and put me on your brother instead.

what?

Angron voiced his inner doubts.

However, Lu Heng does not want to decipher this kind of thinking data for the time being.

Lu Heng looked at the newly appeared small screen above the blue frame.

[Synchronization rate 13%!]

Auspicious numbers!

【Then, Angron Unit 2! Deploy!!!】

Under Ger's watchful eye, he saw his genetic father pick up his power axe and charge straight at them.

"War dogs! Keep up!"

Ge Er was in a great hurry!

"Three! Three! Father's heading your way! Too fast! We can't catch up!"

Gol watched as Anglon leaped into the crowd of slave owners' troops.

There, the gladiators chanted Angron's name, and since they called, Lu Heng did as they wished!

As Lu Heng crashed into the crowd, limbs and severed bodies scattered in the sky, and blood turned into mist that enveloped Angron. The power axe swung continuously, slicing through the bodies of the enemies. They were stunned, confused, and then died!

Large numbers of corpses lay on the ground, and blood flowed across the ground, forming a small stream.

Lu Heng gazed at the surviving gladiator.

He raised the axe in his hand high.

"For freedom!!!"

A hoarse roar.

"For Angron!!!"

Then came shouts of admiration. The broken sound didn't make Lu Heng hesitate for a moment; he continued his charge.

Like a raging beast, it tore everything in its path, from the high knights of the slave owners to the black bean sprouts.

Wherever they went, the Space Marines would provide immediate support to Angron. Compared to the mortal warhounds, they were like killing machines, pulling the trigger, cutting down enemies, and eliminating every enemy within their sight.

However, the mortal warhounds began to gather around the group of Space Marines. The warhounds looked at the group of mortal warhounds who had spontaneously gathered together. They could look down on mortals, but these were warriors who fought alongside their fathers!

They used their own force fields to shield these mortals from the attacks from the front, and they raised their bolt-action muskets.

"For Angron!"

The mortals cried out.

"For Angron!!!"

The war dogs shouted!

At this moment, they are comrades-in-arms!

.......

Lu Heng kept moving forward. Anglong had never seen his body so light before!

Under Lu Heng's control, he would only strike at the most vulnerable parts of a person, using weapons with minimal wear and tear and in the quickest way.

From the outskirts of the hive to its interior, Angron felt that Butcher's Spikes took less than half an hour.

Every son of Angron witnessed the valor of Angron in battle, and they felt deeply ashamed, for they could not keep up with Angron's pace at all!

"boom!"

The sound of a bolter shattering rang out, and Lu Heng saw a Space Marine being thrown down from the high wall. Although Lu Heng didn't know what had happened, he stepped on the sandbags next to him, like a nimble monkey. He leaped up and caught the Son of Angron in mid-air. Crimson mist spread behind Angron, and countless people looked up at this scene. The blood mist floating on Angron's body was like wings.

Panting heavily, Gel stared blankly at the scene. He saw Angron save one of his brothers in mid-air, and the earth trembled when Angron landed on the ground.

Lin Luheng stared at the blue screen.

It seems he went too far; he noticed a slight crack in the machine's legs.

[Should the cedar be repaired?]

Without a second thought, Wu Luheng chose to repair. As the data synapses slightly stimulated the Angron cells, the shattered bones began to repair rapidly.

"Which company's soldier is that!"

When Gol saw Angron lying on the ground and the warrior he was holding, he didn't know whether to feel envy or anger.

"They look like the 8th Company!"

"Transfer him to the assault team next time!"

Gel felt that this guy had ruined the honor of the Twelfth Legion!

"Commander Gel! There's a troublesome Eldar here!"

Geer listened to the voice coming from his communication device.

That was Kahn, the company commander of the 8th Company.

"We're almost there! Hold on! Don't die!"

Geer watched as Angron climbed upwards like a monkey.

"Quick, find the elevator!"

Gore now regrets not bringing a jetpack!

P.S.: Ah! It's positive... Damn it, will I still get tickets?

Volume 1: Chapter 16 - The First Appearance of Chaos

pain!

My eyes hurt just looking at it!

Anglong watched as Lu Heng poked his finger into the reinforced concrete wall.

The walls that these slave owners were so proud of were as fragile as tofu in the Primarch's finger. Angron finally understood why he was in so much pain every time he woke up; it was all Lu Heng's doing!

From the smooth surface, we arrive at the spiky Gothic architectural ornaments.

With a light leap, Angron landed on a platform where he saw two Space Marines fighting against a black sprout.

Explosive bullets whistled through the air, but they struck only the afterimages. Kahn's helmet was nowhere to be seen. He and the apothecary Kags felt immense pressure from this agile Eldar. It was the first time they had encountered such swift creatures. Before this, they had already slaughtered several Black Sprouts. "Glass cannons" was how they described these Black Sprouts: high attack, low defense.

"Kags!"

Kahn charged forward, brandishing his chainsaw sword, kicking up dust. Kaggs remained silent, raising his bolter and beginning to block the black sprout's path. In a matter of seconds, Kahn stared at the black sprout governor and roared.

"For my father!"

"For the Emperor!"

With two violent roars, blades clashed. The Black Sprout Conspiracy's governor used the force to leap backward. He knew his group had failed. From the moment these Imperial Space Marines landed, this hive no longer belonged to the slave owners of this planet; in fact, whether the planet even belonged to them was uncertain. Knowing the situation was irreversible, the conspiracy's governor immediately tried to evacuate.

Using Kahn's strength, he reached the edge of the platform, gazing at the two soldiers of the Eighth Company before him.