Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

"Your father, the cursed one, has deceived you, Mortarion."

"Why do you want to be my enemy? We are your true family!"

"He deceived you and your brothers, and we are on your side!"

Rotigus's voice seemed to be everywhere. Rainwater fell on him, creating a green stench. Flies buzzed around him. He pulled out a huge, rusty greatsword. From the gaping maw in his chest, the lively Nurgles began to hop around, frolicking with the swarming maggots.

Mortarian had already rushed in front of him, his scythe slicing down lightly, and a unique chain flew over, covered in rust.

Mortarian dodged and plunged his scythe into Rotigus's chest. To Mortarian's surprise, the ugly creature showed no pain or howl; instead, it simply stared calmly at Mortarian.

By the time Mortarion realized the presence of the four chains binding him, it was too late.

Rothrigus dropped his cane and greatsword, but these were just a smokescreen to draw Mortarion's attention to them, which the Primarch did indeed do.

Rothigs grinned and showed his mouth.

The one on top and the one in the middle together.

He stuck out his smooth, slender tongue.

“My brother, I will lead you to witness the power of the Father!”

Rotigus stretched out his arms, seemingly wanting to pull Mortarian into his chest. The other Death Shrouds tried to come to his aid, but they were too far away. The rotting corpses surrounded them, and they were completely encircled, unable to move an inch.

"Recite his name with me! My brother!"

Rotigus's voice seemed to possess a touch of magic. Their failure last time did not mean they would fail again this time. This chain was imbued with the power of a benevolent father, a great benevolent father who had sacrificed so much.

This time he will not fail!

"Nurgle!"

The two words struck Mortalian's mind heavily. He saw an even larger phantom behind Rotigus, and a Nurgle appeared on Mortalian's head, the ugly creature looking at Mortalian with a compassionate expression.

"Whee!"

"I reject!"

Mortarian used all his strength to try to break free of the chains.

"Don't you understand yet, Mortarian!"

"We watched you from the moment you came into being! From the moment you arrived, you belonged to us! It was the cursed one who stole you from us!"

"You and we are family!"

Rotigus's saliva splattered onto Mortalian's scales, corroding them.

Motarian's eyes looked somewhat lost.

"Then what am I?"

With a flash, a blue and white figure appeared in the rain.

Mortarian suddenly awoke.

Angron—is here!

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Chapter 1:

Chapter 185 (Chapter 176): What did you all do while I was away?

Mortarian was like a pale line.

The Warhound was barely visible in the rain, but he saw Angron roar as he leaped into the air, brandishing his battle axe and causing his plasma gun to surge.

"demon!"

Angron said with disgust, "I've seen this creature before, in the deep canyons of the abyss, when I fought alongside the Midnight Lord."

This time, the war hound has a new brother.

The illusory world began to fluctuate. ['綺♀ˇ粶°『镏'‰肆》∧贰曉{朔/Qun:, Rain Father was puzzled. He did not understand why Anglon would find this place. After all, in the future planned by the benevolent father, there was no Anglon. He was in the third position, and the second position was the angel.]

But soon Rotigus sensed something unusual. It wasn't warp space; it was more like some kind of technology from the physical world. Angron rushed over, cutting down all the walkers around him. Anything that stood in his way was met with psychic powers, and the think tank provided protection for its brothers.

Kahn followed closely behind, and the battle began in an instant.

The chains, which were controlled by sorcery, were severed by Angron's War Cry, which enraged Rotigus.

Mortarian felt himself falling, and then a pair of large hands caught him.

"Motalian, can you still fight?!"

Angron looked at Mortarion in his arms, and as soon as he asked a question, he saw a spore grow on his brother's armor.

Motarian had just opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Angron instinctively threw him away.

Mortarian rolled around on the ground several times, the mud and water soaking him into a little mud figure.

If it weren't for the respirator, Mortarian would have already choked on several mouthfuls of muddy water.

When Angron saw Mortarian getting up from the ground, he realized what a foolish thing he had done.

"Brother! Are you alright?!"

Angron swaggered over, and Mortarian quickly got up and gestured for Angron not to come any closer, as he felt that every encounter with Angron was never a good one.

Death used his own sharp hands to crush the newly sprouted spores, his mind counting, 7 was dying.

Although it was strange, Mortarion did discover that some numbers were dying out.

Mortarian removed his mask, and muddy rainwater dripped from his long hair and scales. He saw Angron's apologetic expression. Despite Barbarus's venomous words, he could not deny that Angron had come to save him.

"Barbarians!"

"Motalian said in a low voice."

"Hahahaha!"

Angron laughed loudly, raising his War Roar and pointing it stylishly at the blasphemous being, just as he and the nails had fought side by side.

To be honest, Angron now really feels that if Nail could say a word, he would have more courage to face this mountain of shit.

To put it bluntly, you and your offspring are a bunch of idiots!

Tell me! How did you manage to make all of this?!

A familiar voice echoed in Angron's mind.

"nail?"

Anglong cheered with joy, thinking that Lu Heng would remain asleep for a while longer.

[Angron Unit 2!]

Lu Hengqi's electronic voice even started to distort. You have to understand that he was only upgrading some modules and abilities for himself. He wasn't dead. The moment he sensed the chaotic aura, he threw out the Emperor's power.

But as the situation grew increasingly tense, Lu Heng had no choice but to withdraw from the module upgrade. He used his data synapses to give Angron a slight electric shock.

You're such an idiot!

The new module isn't finished yet. I need you to get closer to that guy; the entire physical universe is constantly trying to drive him away! I need to speed up this process!

While analyzing the current situation, Lu Heng quickly brought up the module that had not yet been successfully upgraded. The entire conversation lasted less than a second.

How close?

Angron asked.

[A negative distance is best!]

Upon hearing Lu Heng's words, Anglong hesitated for a moment, but then he heard Lu Heng's next words.

If you don't go, I'll go find Unit Fourteen!

Angron gritted his teeth instantly!

"Brothers, cover my retreat!"

Angron roared.

To his surprise, Mortarian did not follow his orders. Instead, he rushed over and muttered various numbers.

The war scythe was held in Mortarion's hand. In Angron's eyes, he was like a warrior. At least for Angron, he still couldn't face a creature that was multiplying, swelling, twisting, and filthy.

The last time had already left him with a slight psychological shadow.

At this moment, Angron saw Mortarion charging forward again, and he gritted his teeth and followed.

We don't need to fight!

We are one family, our blood is thicker than water!

Rotigus directly shoved his psionic voice into the minds of those around him. Mortarion remained silent as his war scythe slashed across Rotigus's body like lightning.

Large chunks of flesh and intestines fell down.

[A new module is loading, which may cause some side effects!] 3、~￠∥liu∝』∧∫

"Then come!"

Angron roared, looking at Kahn beside him. Kahn gestured for the Terra veterans to bring out their Mega Flamethrowers. The rain began to burn, and all the sources of evil were burned away. The rotting corpses turned to ashes. Kahn pulled a Death Guard surrounded by walkers out with one hand.

Angron saw a warp portal slowly opening beneath the flashing lightning in the distance; it was faint, but the portal was expanding.

Something seems to be being squeezed out from there!

Angron felt time around him begin to slow down, and he could see everything in the physical world, from the workings of molecules to the trajectories of planets.

He seemed to have an out-of-body experience; he saw two points of light on the earth, one being Ger and the other Korga.

The demigod's stomach began to churn wildly.

But Angron held back. He raised his battle axe and charged forward.

Mortarian was locked in a fierce battle with Rothigs, a massive and incredibly difficult opponent to kill. Blood was oozing from Rothigs' body; he had been severely injured earlier, and enticing words kept flooding his mind.

We are inseparable.

+We are all brothers+

+I.......+

I'll fucking chop you up!

Angron swung his battle axe and slashed directly at Rotigus, sending large chunks of flesh falling off.

“You’re wasting your time, Angron, my dear brother.”

Rothigs smiled.

"Is that so?" Temple

Anglon looked at Rotigos.

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Volume 1: Chapter 186 (Chapter 177) Anglong: Ugh!

The Star Gods are a bunch of fools who eat and drink in the physical universe. They possess endless energy, although most of them are either devoured by their brothers or betrayed by space necromancers.

However, the power of each fragment is enough to overturn an entire civilization, provided it is used properly.

The physical universe is ordered and governed by rules, while subspace does not require such order.

The two sides are hostile to each other and entangled with each other.

However, Lu Heng could combine the two into one. As a high-dimensional soul, his soul power could not be fully released. Everything in the world needs a medium. Angron is a medium, and the Star God fragments are also a medium.

The new module, more like a patch, strengthens the existence of the laws of the physical universe and allows the warp forces to flow back more quickly—a power that even a great being like the Primarch cannot unleash.

So much so that Angron felt like vomiting.

Angron felt himself spinning wildly around him, as if he were on a roller coaster. Rotigus's flesh fell off, and his writhing internal organs began to churn as if they had lost their support.

The heavy rain suddenly stopped.

"Angron!"

Rotigus roared, his gentle voice gone, his persuasive words ceased. He raised the scepter with his other hand, feeling himself being expelled from the physical universe—a force he had never experienced before.