Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Kahn was the first to shout it out.

"For humanity and for the Emperor!"

Ger also demonstrated his loyalty.

Angron gazed at his offspring, and he reached out and placed his hand on Ger's head, feeling Ger's concern for him.

"Don't worry, I will bring you victory."

"Don't worry, my children! I will fight alongside you!"

Angron absorbed the countless painful memories of his offspring's past, and the pain he endured was rapidly being devoured by the Butcher's Nail on his head.

“I am with you.”

Anglong smiled.

Thus, the commander of the Twelfth Army Corps and his sons formed a bond.

This is another timeline, what the World Eater wanted for its entire life.

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Book 1: Chapter 33 (Chapter Thirty-Two) Conrad Coates, what have you done?!

The ghoul stars, countless dying stars, their cold, chilling light encircling countless worlds.

Even the starlight could hardly reach this place, yet the Midnight Lord was still renowned among these stars, though more so for fear, endless fear.

The first stop of the Great Crusade was Nostramore, a dark and evil planet that shaped Conrad Coz, the brother of Angron.

As soon as the Thirteenth Fleet jumped out of Mandevi Point, the Midnight Lord sent a message.

“My brother...we have arrived in my world.”

Conrad Coates spoke with a hint of arrogance: a perfect world, a world even emperors praised.

[A world where fear and death are the means to an end, Angron, you really should go and see for yourself.]

As Lu Heng spoke, he began trying to insert his data synapses into the Midnight Lord's ship. Having had experience on the Emperor's Dream, Lu Heng was extremely careful this time. He probed the documents locked in the Midnight Lord's deep database, which were rife with evil. Lu Heng felt as if he were probing into living, breathing lives.

Your brother is much crazier than I thought.

Even though Lu Heng knew about the Midnight Lord's madness, he was still shocked by the Midnight Lord's files. With Koz returning more than a decade earlier than Angron, Lu Heng didn't know if Conrad Koz had succumbed to his fantasy, but as of now, he was unaware of what was happening on his planet.

"My eighth brother, if possible, I'd like to go to Northloth Tramo to see the third."

Angron smiled, even though it was a very forced smile.

Escorted by the Redeemer Guard, Gale and his group donned Terminator power armor and fiercely protected Angron, believing that this journey was destined to end in disaster.

It wasn't that they cursed Angron, but rather that they distrusted the mad Midnight Lord.

As the blue and white stormbirds descended from the ship's bridge towards the world below, Angron sat in a chair, lost in thought.

[Tell the pilot to slow down; I'm hacking into the planet's infrastructure.]

When Anglong heard Lu Heng's words, he almost jumped up in fright.

"Drive slowly!"

"Do you know what you're doing? If Conrad Coates finds out, I don't want to fight him on his turf!"

Angron spoke very softly, but the war dogs still understood what he was saying: he wanted to fight Conrad Coz!

"Get the war dogs ready!"

Just as Kahn gave the order, Gel punched the taurine in his chest.

"Kahn!"

Gel glared fiercely at Kahn.

"Relay my orders: get the war dogs ready. Kahn, you can't handle such a heavy responsibility!"

Gol didn't know what Angron was doing, but a battle seemed inevitable.

......

On the ground, Conrad Coz and his offspring had been waiting for Angron on the helipad for a long time. They felt a little resentful of the stormbirds circling in the sky. Sevita and Shen believed that this was an insult to their Primarch.

"My father!" (Thorn)

Sevita approached Koz, who looked at his father, his pale face and shifting eyes. (Hedgehog)

"Should we urge them?"

Sevita watched the Stormbird, which had been hovering in the air for at least half an hour.

"No need to worry, Sevita."

Although Conrad Coates was somewhat displeased, he stopped his offspring from behaving so rudely, even though the war dogs had been impolite first.

As the blue-and-white Stormbird landed on the tarmac, the hatch slowly opened, and the Redeemer Guard stepped out first. Each of them strode down with a resolute gaze, then looked towards the Midnight Lords not far away, as well as the mortals who had been captured to fill in.

Gel and Kahn were calculating how confident they were of being able to escape with Angron while surrounded by this group.

Angron smiled as he stepped off the spaceship. He was about to utter a few sarcastic remarks, but before he even reached Koz, the immense fear and evil of the world of Nostramore pressed down on him. Angron felt as if he couldn't breathe under the weight of this overwhelming emotion, and he took two heavy steps back. Hiss.

"Phew! A nail!"

【I'm eating! Wait a moment!】

Lu Heng felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the emotions being absorbed by Angron. What a despairing world this was! Beneath the surface of absolute order lay endless oppression and despair. Ultimately...

Angron couldn't fathom how Conrad Kurtz had grown up in such a world. Fear clung to humanity like a shroud; beneath the veneer of righteous light, Angron saw twisted, evil souls—evil born from within, the norm in this world.

"My brothers, are you alright...?"

Conrad Coates, eager to move forward, felt somewhat lost. He could sense that his demigod brother was in a very bad state, and it was Conrad Coates's step forward that triggered the reactive actions of Gol and the others.

As the Redeemer Guard raised their weapons, Severus and the others crowded around Conrad Coates, staring intently at the group of brutes—this was an act of blasphemy against their Primarch!

Just when the situation was about to become tense.

"Ger!"

Angron, panting heavily, stopped the impending fratricide.

"Apologize!"

Angron's order sent Ger strode up to Conrad Coz.

"I apologize, Lord Koz, please forgive the intrusion of us barbarians."

A true man can bend and stretch; Ger didn't think there was anything wrong with apologizing.

"Conrad Coates!"

Anglon stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Conrad Coz's eyes.

With an unusually heavy heart, Anglon stared intently at Conrad Coz.

"What have you done to your people?!"

Angron's anger was now uncontrollable. He grabbed Conrad Coz's shoulder, and Conrad Coz's face turned even paler.

"This is for justice, I had no choice!"

"This is for justice!"

"Angron, you should understand me! This is for justice!"

Conrad Coates kept muttering to himself.

When Severta and Shen noticed that their Primarch was not in a good condition, they rushed over.

"It's now!"

When Gel saw that the Midnight Lords had not taken up arms, they rushed over immediately.

The Empire's Supermen collided, and Severta took a solid punch from Gel. He angrily raised his head and looked at Gel and the others, who also had bloodshot eyes.

陑鳩◇潾—≌si杉〃ˉ四仲Ｑun：“Midnight Lord!”

"War Hounds!"

"Beat them up!!!"

Voices from both sides could be heard over the communication line.

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Volume 1: Chapter 34 (Thirty-Three) You dare hit me?

[A small-scale event.]

As Lu Heng recorded various data about this group of Imperial Space Marines, a thought flashed through his mind.

“I had no choice, Angron! This was the right thing to do, Father thought it was right, he thought it was right! You should understand me! This was unavoidable!”

Conrad Koz's hair became disheveled. He tried to push Anglon away, but Anglon's hands gripped Koz's shoulders like vises. Various fantasies flashed in Conrad Koz's eyes. In the future, he saw Anglon staring at him with bloodthirsty eyes. He saw the blood-red corruption on Anglon's body.

In the crimson light, Conrad Coz saw Angron, his fleshy wings outstretched, staring at him menacingly.

No, the future hasn't changed! No! No, no, no!

"No!"

Conrad Coates screamed.

Severta watched as the Primarch went berserk again. He slammed his head against Gale's head, blood seeping from Gale's face. Gale punched Severta in the face again, and the two Space Marines exchanged blows in the most primal way.

Both sides were barely clinging to life, relying solely on their physical strength and willpower. %々♀…'＜

Why did things have to turn out this way?!

Lu Heng saw the scene through Anglong's eyes, and he couldn't understand why this meeting had become so chaotic.

The ordinary people who had been cheering and shouting to welcome the war dogs were now all silent, watching this ridiculous scene unfold.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out, and Conrad Coates felt as if he had been struck hard in the face.

That's right, Angron slapped Conrad Coz across the face.

The bright red handprint completely jolted Conrad Coates awake. He covered his face in disbelief and looked at Angron.

"You...hit me?"

Conrad Coates was still reeling from the shock.

Anglon looked at Koz, his brother.

"Feel sorry."

Angron said in a low voice. Angron felt that he had done something wrong. Although it would slightly break his relationship with Conrad Coates, the whole world flooded into Angron's mind and made him very uncomfortable. It was a world full of evil, and Conrad Coates was the only light in this world. But Angron could feel that this dark world would engulf Conrad Coates.

[Good slap! Give me another one!]

Angron's lips twitched; all the guilt he felt had vanished because of Butcher's Sting.

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Conrad Coz quickly realized that he had been slapped by Anglon!

His shrill voice made Anglon instinctively slap Conrad Coz again!

"Snapped!"

The crisp echo rang out again.

"My father!"

Severta could no longer bear the humiliation inflicted upon his Primarch. He unleashed a burst of brute force from who knows where, knocking Gel off his feet. He then hammered down one Redemption Guard warrior after another. In his rage, Severta turned his head once more and saw a thick club smash down on his head.

"mean!"

Sevita's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Varus held his scepter, looking expressionlessly at Sevita lying on the ground. Although his attack was mostly a sneak attack, he was still a think tank member who couldn't even kill a chicken.

The mortal recorders documented this absurd scene: the first battle between the Midnight Lord and his warhound.

It's hilarious.

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