Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

This is a complete waste of time.

Angron thought to himself that even if he killed Forgrim here, it wouldn't cause any physical damage to him, but he still felt a little sad.

If his demigod brothers also fall.

So.......

What else is impossible in the future?

"You make me sick!"

Angron roared!

P.S.: This is the second update. The third update will be coming soon!

Volume 1: Chapter 220 (Chapter 209) The Emperor's Humiliation!

This is the end of all memories. As the voices of the psionic choir linger in the Emperor's ears, ringing out incessantly, the Emperor silently projects his thoughts into the distance, towards Nukelia.

The torrent of fate is so unpredictable. The Emperor heard voices cursing and praising him, from the living and the dead, from the warp to the vast, powerless universe. Countless voices echoed in the Emperor's mind.

He was so powerful as a human being, yet so weak and insignificant as a leader.

The burden of humanity rests entirely on the Emperor's shoulders. No one can truly understand how arduous and difficult the path he and his people have traversed. Countless heroes once steered the course of humanity before the Emperor, but now only he remains.

This shouldn't have happened.

This shouldn't have happened.

The emperor constantly recalled humanity's past glory, the dazzling technology that had revolutionized the world.

That power, even Macado never witnessed its full glory, and it was precisely because of this that the Emperor knew that humanity's past could not be replicated, at least not at present, and all he could do was weave lies, one lie after another, for the future he longed for.

Although it's not a wonderful thing, at least it can allow humanity to be revived!

An act of desperation.

The Emperor closed his eyes, a psychic aura surrounding him. Now everything had changed; the future was set in stone.

His thoughts traversed the subspace, the stars, and finally reached Nukelia.

The emperor saw that young yet ancient soul from the high latitude.

He saw data synapses centered on Angron and connected to His offspring. This unusually abstract scene did not shock the Emperor. He transformed his consciousness into data and entered Fugrim's mental world.

"What is your relationship with the Emperor?"

I'm his father!

The emperor, who had just entered, heard Lu Heng's blasphemous voice and knew that Lu Heng knew of his arrival.

'You're really going to be a bit reckless.'

The emperor said without any politeness.

[Let's have Saint Geres read this line.]

Upon seeing Emperor Jiu's arrival, Lu Heng unceremoniously handed him a script. As Emperor Jiu looked at the message Lu Heng had given him, he felt a faint pain in his heart.

'I advise you to act like a human being!'

Do I look like a human being now? Are you going to do it or not? If not, I'll have Old K come and read it himself.

Call my name.

'Read it out. '

'The skull is offered as a sacrifice, the blood is offered as a libation to the blood god.'

'Say it aloud, my child.'

The emperor reluctantly read out the words Lu Heng had given him, then looked up into the distance and saw the human-bodied, snake-tailed Forgrim.

He carefully examined Forgrim within this spiritual world. He could sense that Forgrim had not fallen; it was merely that the Butcher's Nail had digitized his spiritual world and then molded it into this form.

Even so, the emperor was still somewhat incredulous, not understanding what Lu Heng was thinking.

How could he dare to do that?!

Do you know what you're doing?

[This is the question I should ask you: Do you know what you're doing?]

'Of course I know.'

Of course I know that anyone can be stubborn.

The emperor was rendered speechless by Lu Heng's direct rebuttal.

But the Emperor still did not condemn the nails. He remained silent, watching as countless Angrons engulfed Forgrim, and he watched as the Angrons brutally beat Forgrim.

'Do you think this is the right thing to do?'

Do you consider yourself a father?

For the first time, Emperor S felt that sealing Lu Heng's mouth was the right thing to do.

o'I suggest you speak like a human being, even though you're not a human being right now.'

Emperor U glanced into the void to the side, where there had been silence for a long time, until a figure emerged from the void—a verdant figure, Lu Heng, wearing a green cloak.

You're always so annoying.

U Lu Heng felt that the person in the empire most deserving of a couple of electric shocks to the head was the Emperor. Of course, he didn't have the chance to use that method to get on the Emperor's head and give him a couple of shocks, if only...

Lu Heng won't give up either.

[You've never cared about the mental health of your own children; now they're all like oversized problem babies.]

They are so vulnerable. 'I am not your Primarchal Father machine. They come to me seeking fatherly love they cannot find. I have never married or had children.'

jiu's little virgin.

Upon hearing the Emperor utter those three cold words, Lu Heng fell completely silent. His green eyes were fixed on the Emperor, and the threatening look made the Emperor know what he had said.

Bell: [Hehe, believe it or not, I'll blow your mind!]

'Alright, stop fooling around. You know I'm much busier than you. The affairs of the entire human empire weigh on my shoulders. My mind isn't much healthier than yours.'

The emperor's tone, unusually, softened.

Sometimes I really want to know what's going on in your head, your grand plan? Your own grand plan?

"This isn't the time to argue about these things. I'm switching between being a leader and a father; I can't pay attention to everyone. Giving you authority, allowing you to act recklessly, is all for the sake of humanity."

'You and I can both sacrifice ourselves.'

[You're just shirking your responsibilities. It sounds noble, but you know what you're really thinking. Every Primarch is a part of your personality; don't you understand that? Emperor!]

When the last demigod of the Empire returns, they will join you in this game of the Great, whose goal is to destroy everything we have now with all their might.

[Like a carrot protector, you damn riddle-maker, you're wary of everyone, everyone!]

'But you're the only one who doesn't, Lu Heng.'

Lu Heng remained silent for a long time, because what the Emperor said was true. Through the power of Angron, he could feel the Emperor's genuine emotions.

You won't place your hopes on me; your online strategy remains your top priority. I'm merely a safety net for your plans.

【because......】

"You and I will not betray humanity!" ×2.

The emperor looked at Lu Heng and laughed.

“Your and my plans are doomed to fail. I’m prepared to lose my own children. Lu Heng, you’ve done a great job. Perhaps you’re more suited to be a father than I am.”

[Hmph, trash!]

"But I have a question: are all young virgins sentimental?"

Get out of my territory!

As Lu Heng was enraged, Emperor Si suddenly opened his eyes wide. He saw the gazes of his Imperial Guard leader and Ma Sankado, and shook his head slightly.

That guy's growth rate is really fast.

The emperor thought to himself.

However, we need to hurry with the Butcher's Nail; they won't give us much time!

P.S.: Third update! Two more updates to go, stay tuned!

Volume 1: Chapter 221 Angron! Get out of here!

New and old layers of bloodstains appeared on Forgrim's body. Angron's fist landed heavily on Forgrim's body. Unit 2 tried to wake Forgrim up, but the painful sounds Forgrim made only made Angron extremely irritable.

His blood vessels swelled, and Angron finally stopped. He looked at Forgrim, who had collapsed to the ground, a puddle of mud. Angron looked at Forgrim, whose body was twisted beyond recognition.

He was breathing heavily, feeling exhausted even in this spiritual world. He heard Forgrim's faint calls and the sound of his brother crying.

"this is not me!"

"Forgrim said weakly."

"Yes, this is not your brother."

Angron bent down and looked at Forgrim. Even though Forgrim was now in a terrible state, he still placed his hand on Forgrim's head, which was bleeding profusely.

"Angron...was I wrong?"

The sound of crying rang out, and the appearance of these words greatly surprised Angron. He never thought that Forgrim would admit his mistake.

You're being too obsessive, Fugrim.

Upon hearing the sound of the nail, Jiu'anglong quickly stood up. He saw the nail slowly approaching, but for some reason, he sensed that the nail's mood wasn't particularly good.

what happened?

Angron thought to himself.

Could it be that I did something wrong?

Just as Anglon was pondering the reason for Nail's low spirits, he saw Nail pull out Forgrim entirely.

"It's you, Alien."

[Even your father wouldn't dare call me that.]

Lu Heng's mood worsened upon hearing Fogrim's words.

Snapped!

Lu Heng was startled. He saw Angron jump over and slap Forgrim hard across the face. Although it was in the mental world, the blood still splattered in the surrounding air and on the ground.

【What are you doing? 】

After a long silence, Lu Heng asked Anglong.

He insulted you!

Anglong straightened his back with a confident air, looking as proud as a child who longed for his parents' approval and praise.

"You didn't tell me to slap him."

Lu Heng's database was momentarily thrown into disarray. When had he ever said he wanted Angron to slap him? He held up his finger, but ultimately didn't utter the words of accusation. Angron was ultimately different from the other Primarchs.

[Fine, this won't happen again.]

Lu Heng could only give a verbal warning, but in Anglong's eyes, those words meant, "Good job, brother, keep it up!"

Angron proudly raised his head again, thinking that he was indeed the best brother of the nails!

Lu Heng looked at Forgrim, who was trembling from the beating, and for the first time he saw the word "panic" on the face of a Primarch.

Forgrim swallowed hard, letting out an awkward groan. His terror of Angron made it impossible for him to speak normally; he was like a mute. Lu Heng began to suspect that Forgrim might have developed a psychological trauma from Angron, but of course, this thought was dismissed by Lu Heng the moment it appeared in the database.

At this moment, Fugrim felt his consciousness fading, even beginning to dissolve. The thought of leaving this place, leaving Angron, surfaced in the thorn in Fugrim's heart. He looked uneasily at Lu Heng beside him.

This thing seems to have a strange connection with his father.

Fugrim tried to raise his arm, but it trembled and did not obey his commands. A terrifying image began to occupy Fugrim's mind.

But Forgrim still managed to raise his arm and reach out to Lu Heng. Just as Lu Heng was about to reach out, a pair of large feet stepped down on him.

Get your filthy hands off me!

"It wasn't me! It wasn't me! It wasn't my fault!"