Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

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As Ger walked down the corridor, the commanders of the Redemption Guard and various companies arrived at the Triumph Hall of the Redemption with puzzled expressions. The great Father of Genes had summoned them for some reason, but since it was the Primarch's order, they obeyed.

They gazed at Anglon, who stood in the Triumph Hall.

The great father of genes frowned, and the sons of Angron looked at their father with concern, not knowing what Angron was worried about.

"I'm very disappointed in you..."

The moment Angron spoke, the hearts of all the Sons of Angron sank. They stared at their genetic father in shock, reflecting on where they had fallen short.

【? 】

Lu Heng expressed his doubts: Was this how his speech was written?

[Hakiron! You read the wrong script!]

"Aaaaaah! I was wrong! I was wrong! Stop shocking me!"

Angron clutched his back and let out a hoarse roar.

"So what's going on now?"

Kahn asked the two people to his left and right, Ger and Varis.

"Perhaps...their condition has worsened."

Varis said, his lips twitching.

Who knows?

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Volume 1: Chapter 50, Chapter Forty-Nine: The First Time Eating Shit!

It's a dream.

This is still a dream.

Anglong felt he was having too many dreams lately.

Moss-covered ruins, broken steles, scattered fragments of jade—this was an open area, with dark trees surrounding Angron.

Before him lay a gravel path, and directly ahead, a garden covered in emerald moss appeared in Angron's eyes. The verdant world filled Angron with doubt; he didn't know where he was, or even why he was there.

But he saw countless lively and adorable little elves laughing and playing in the garden. The striking air entered Angron's nostrils, and the cute creatures frequently and tentatively touched Angron. Angron's face was devoid of any smile, and he didn't even dare to move, because he had been traumatized by the Butcher's Nail for so long that he was now afraid of these strange things.

He didn't want another witch to pop out of the jungle.

"nail?"

Angron murmured softly, touching his bald head, feeling a little out of place.

But Angron quickly realized that with nails, everything was normal.

There are no nails!

This is a trap.

Angron did not show the slightest strange expression; his face was very calm, but he stopped walking and stood still.

"Angron! Without nails! How come you can't even walk properly!"

Anglong mocked himself. Just then, he heard the sound of a stream and steam rising from afar. Anglong saw the bathing pool that had been moved over. Yes, since Anglong hadn't chosen to go over there, they had chosen to come over. Anglong heard laughter and cheerful voices.

A white mist filled the air, and Angron heard cries of agony. (Nine)

He saw a fat man, a huge, kind-looking fat man, whose tears, as large as beans, fell from his eyes, splashing into the bathtub and creating countless droplets.

"Why are you crying!" Scar

Angron's voice seemed to startle the creature, which looked around, trying to find a way out.

"Stranger, this is the first time we've met!"

"But in the future, we will be allies, partners fighting side by side, family bound by blood, just like everything you did on Nukelia... I..."

【I'll f*** you!】 Participate

Angron squinted. It was a nail! Yes, a nail!

A crimson war god flashed out from the void, and Angron opened his arms wide.

"I don't have a relative like you!"

"Angron said in a low voice."

"Roar!"

Roars echoed through the jungle and gardens as countless Angron Ones began to rampage through the gardens. The antivirus software, as if it had seen some heinous creature, gripped different weapons and charged towards the behemoth in the bath, roaring like knights.

"No, no, no! This shouldn't be! We are the Master's gift! We are the release from the suffering of all things in the world, we bring you joy! We bring you liberation! Liberation of the soul!"

"You can't..."

The enormous, fat man's figure loomed in and out of sight, as if the arrival of Angron Unit 1 had caused him some damage.

[Angron! What have you been dreaming about lately?! Why are you dreaming about shit all the time?! You filthy thing! Get out of my machine!]

Lu Heng didn't understand why Anglong had been attracting all sorts of strange things lately. He could feel the immense power contained within that huge body, which was something hateful, and the surrounding area was also full of illusions!

"how could I know!"

A battle axe appeared in Angron's hand.

"Are you going to eat him?"

【….】

Wearing a green robe, Lu Heng came to Anglong's side. Only within Anglong's spiritual world could Lu Heng possess his own physical body.

Lu Heng used his green arms to stroke Anglong's head.

A stench assaulted his senses; even in his dream, Angron's soul could still detect the malevolent stench.

The surrounding scenery has completely changed!

Angron looked at the fat man in the green bath, who had changed completely. He saw the true form of the figure: a short, fat man with a square head, like a cushion. His green skin was covered with cracks, ulcers, pus-filled rashes, and rotting, grayish-white skin. There was a huge hole in his chest, and inside the hole were some small creatures.

Those creatures were strangely familiar to Angron, as if he had just...

Angron looked down at his feet, where the cute creature had changed. The thing with thick fluid dripping from its mouth was licking his trouser leg.

"Ah! A nail!! Help!!!"

Angron kicked him so hard that the juices from the explosion splashed directly onto his face.

"vomit!"

A strong urge to vomit tried to wake Angron, but he was still unconscious!

【Shut up! 】

Butcher's Nail didn't understand why these guys could enter Angron's dream so easily; it didn't make sense.

unless.......

Starlight.

The starlight of the Ghoul Stars was not fully deployed, preventing the Emperor's gaze from reaching this area, which gave this evil creature from the warp a glimmer of hope!

Search for "You are a good boy! Angron believes me! You will join the Great Father with your brothers..."

S [Get out of my machine! You demon! Your master's cunt should be sitting with that bitch in the Sixth Ring Road!]

Lu Heng roared; Anglong had never seen Nail so angry.

Black and red emotions poured out as Lu Heng used his own methods to drive away the great unclean being that was trying to influence Angron.

"We will meet again in the future."

Ba seemed to sense a threat, and that evil thing made its choice.

Even so, he still used a little trick of his own. He moved the bathtub to Anglong's feet, and Anglong fell in without warning.

He cried out, "Ugh!!!"

Anglong woke up with a start, lying on the bed retching. It seemed that what had just happened was not a hallucination.

Six "Ugh!"

Angron trembled violently, his face pale.

"Varius!"

A furious roar came from outside the door. The door was kicked open, and the think tank leader, Varis, led the think tank members into Angron's room.

"This is an act of treason!"

Gel and Kahn stood opposite Varis and shouted loudly.

"You'd better explain this to me!"

But Varus didn't explain anything; he just stared at his Primarch.

“My lord…we have detected an evil force.”

Varis is ready to let the think tanks face Anglon's wrath.

"Varius! Do you think you can just walk into other people's heads like that?!"

Angron was pale, and sweat was streaming down his face.

"Yes... my lord."

Varis nodded.

Angron got up and strode over to Varus, who was gazing at his genetic progenitor.

"I need to take a shower and clean my things! Hurry! Get me a bucket!"

The expected scenario did not occur.

Gol and Kahn immediately ordered the soldiers to find soap and other items!

P.S.: Will there be any votes for the fourth update? My brothers! The first update is here!

Volume 1: Chapter 51 The Rope of Triumph!

"Ah~~~~"

Angron frantically rinsed his mouth, hiding inside the huge bathtub, while his offspring kept adding water to the tub.

"Pooh!"

Angron spat the mouthwash into the bucket and looked at Varis and the others, who looked at Angron with slight unease.

How much do you know about warp space?

Angron asked Varis and others, and when Varis and the others saw that Angron was not questioning them, Varis breathed a sigh of relief, inwardly praising his benevolent father of genes, while pondering how to answer Angron's question.

"The Imperial Truth states that the warp..."

Kahn stepped forward, but Angron's look of disbelief made him swallow back everything he was about to say.

“Varius, you speak.”

When Angron looked at Varis, Varis knew that what he was about to say would affect Angron's impression of the think tank!

"Subspace is not the physical world."

Varus glanced cautiously at Angron. He didn't know if Angron minded his outrageous words, but he couldn't lie to his genetic father.

"That is the sea of ​​souls...and also a land of evil."

"Enough! Varus! Don't spout your blasphemous words in front of the Father of Genetics!"

Gel stepped forward and stopped Varis from continuing. Now that Imperial Truth was a bestseller in the Empire, Varis's words were undoubtedly a questioning of the Emperor.

Gel didn't know if Varis's words would displease Angron.

"It's alright! I've already said that the Twelfth Legion is not my sole authority."

Angron wanted to get up, but he hesitated and didn't.

“Go on, Varis.”