Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

"Cousin, I'm not here to fight, but rather to have a friendly chat with my cousins ​​from the First Legion!" (Sugi)

Sevita's tone was extremely harsh as he walked up to Lord Houguin, the Lord of the Deathwing. Several knights looked at Sevita, whose eyes held a malicious glint. Although they knew their father of genes had made an irreparable mistake, the glory of the First Legion would not allow them to admit defeat. There was an absolute understanding between them. Houguin removed his lion helmet and discarded the weapon at his waist.

Caliban's chivalrous spirit, at this moment, was shattered by these dozen or so dark angels. Facing Severus's outstretched finger, he tilted his head. (Afternoon)

The Eighth Legion's little lunatics?

interesting!

"Go to hell!"

With a roar, Kahn swept past Sevita like a gust of wind, throwing out both fists. Sevita laughed silently!

"Stand behind us and knock them on the head from behind! Let's see what's inside. I hope these guys aren't brain-dead!"

Ger strode forward, his neck cracking as their eyes met for a moment. The unspoken understanding they had developed on the battlefield made Sevita nod in agreement.

"You! Allawayne!"

Houguin felt nothing but contempt for these Space Marines who didn't uphold the Space Marine spirit!

The dark angels marched forward, but more warhounds surrounded them.

Varis and Phil Zaroste activated their psionic powers.

"Gladiators are all about one against many, right? The winner takes all! That's the spirit of Nukelia!"

Ger shouted out his shameless words to his cousin.

Hougu was so angry that his mouth turned ashen. His face was gloomy. Behind the Warhounds were their Terran Dreadnought veterans. The three Dreadnoughts stretched out their iron fists. Now the Deathwing Lord was regretting that he had thrown away his weapon too soon!

"Kill these idiots!"

"For Prince Ryan! For Caliban!"

At the heart of the battlefield, Ryan paid no attention to the petty squabbles of his offspring. He now found himself at a standstill, having gone from initially suppressing them to now being evenly matched. He didn't understand what the Xenomorph had done to Conrad Coz, but he absolutely could not let a Primarch fall into the Xenomorph's hands!

This will be a blow to the empire!

"You...you're so slow!"

Lu Heng felt the joy of speaking for the first time. Although he spoke through Conrad Coz's mouth, to be honest, this body was too weak. However, the system continuously refreshed countless fragments of the future and could predict the lion's attack trajectory!

Everything was within Lu Heng's calculations!

Once again blocking the lion's blade, Conrad Unit 8 kicked Ryan in the chest in mid-air in a way that Ryan hadn't anticipated.

"Now... let's settle the score for Angron's revenge!"

Synchronization rate: 48%

P.S.: The third update is late! One more update to come! Sorry everyone, it's a bit late, but there won't be any more tomorrow! Please vote, brothers! Please vote! Brothers! My godfathers, please give me some!

Volume 1: Chapter 65 (Sixty-Fourth Chapter) Conrad Unit 8: Trial Card Ended!

Conrad Coates had never felt so happy.

The torment of those prophecies had faded away, and countless illusions gradually subsided, transforming into countless data that rolled warmly above his head. All sorts of amazing and bizarre things flashed before Conrad Coz's eyes. These were future illusions filtered through the Butcher's Nail. He felt at ease, more at ease than ever before, even when Conrad Coz saw Ryan Aljonsen being ambushed and beaten by the Butcher's Nail.

This nominal elder brother showed no sadness whatsoever; on the contrary, he remained remarkably calm, even harboring a secret sense of smug satisfaction.

nice one.......

It's really a great product, except it's not his.

But now... Angron, I'll wear it for you for two days!

Today and tomorrow!

The lion spun on one leg and leaped into the air; the ferocious lion instilled fear in the little bat.

'That's terrifying!'

Conrad Coates whispered.

The supreme artifact of humanity sliced ​​through the Power 4 armor on Conrad Lu No. 8's body. The dispersed energy seemed to tear Conrad Coz's Power Armor apart from the inside. Electrical energy was undoubtedly Lu Heng's best energy source, and this attack was also predicted.

"scare!"

Conrad Unit 8 let out a piercing psionic roar. The unexpected ability slowed Ryan down by thousands of milliseconds. Koz never thought he could use such a move. This feeling was truly wonderful. Mercy swept across the power armor on the lion's body, exposing the cables. Molten steel dripped onto the ground, turning into black iron droplets.

Ryan's face was ashen; he was injured.

He is stronger than Conrad Coates.

He needed to be even faster.

In terms of combat skills, Lion was unparalleled among the Primarchs, but now he had been slashed by Conrad Unit 8, and for a moment Lion was furious, unable to tolerate his defeat.

Just like the emperor's expectations for him.

The lion thrust its sword at Conrad Unit-08, but this time Conrad Unit-08 did not dodge. At the critical moment, the lion turned its longsword around and struck with the hilt. The afterimage faded away. Only then did the lion realize that Conrad Unit-08 was moving at a speed that even it could not perceive.

"Go to hell... you... your father!"

A hoarse sound rang out, and the lion was kicked hard in the back. The lion fell to the ground like a dog face down and slid for a long time.

"Creaky"

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

Even a lion sliding on the ground could hear the cracking of countless bones on Conrad Unit-8's body. Although the lion had just stopped, with Conrad Unit-8's astonishing speed, it could have easily ripped out its own heart from behind.

The lion calmly got up from the ground and looked at Conrad Coates, who was standing there in a strange posture.

"You can kill me, alien."

"You almost... killed your brother, Dark Angel... You owe War Hound a favor..."

Lu Heng said sullenly.

[60% of the machine is damaged and needs repair! Repair is urgently needed!]

The system was alarming, and he could already imagine how Conrad Coates would wail in agony!

"I can apologize to my brother, but you will face punishment!"

"Kill...me? Or...kill your brother?"

The lion was silent.

He assumed a fighting stance and looked seriously at Conrad Unit-08.

"I like your body, but I like it even more... seeing your pained expression!"

"Can you see your...brother...dying before your eyes?"

Conrad No. 8 held the rope around his neck, and the lion's expression finally showed fear.

"How are you going to explain to your father...the...deaths of your two brothers...?"

"Ryan Aljonsen!"

When Ryan's name was called, the eldest brother of the Empire finally lost his composure. He dropped his sword and saw Mercy fall from Conrad Unit 8's hand to the ground. He could see Koz's hand twisted in extreme pain. He could no longer imagine how much suffering his brother had endured under the control of the Xenomorphs!

He rushed forward quickly, reaching out his hand as he tried to stop Lu Heng from committing suicide.

"Tsundere!"

Lu Heng looked disgusted, and then, a second before Ryan could crash into him, he punched Ryan in the face.

The deafening impact fueled the dark angels' grief and rage, but before they could even get up, more punches rained down like a storm.

"The magnificent lion!"

The dark angels wailed.

Gel and Sevita covered their mouths with their fists.

Ryan, his face swollen, got up from the ground, his intense anger making him look at Conrad Coz.

He suddenly grabbed Conrad Coz's power armor with both hands, and restrained his arm with one hand.

"Damn alien!"

Just as Ryan was filled with rage, he saw that Conrad Coates' bald head was completely empty, and countless holes were slowly healing on Conrad Coates' head.

Then Ryan saw that in the shadows, the Butcher's Nail, shimmering with green light, was running merrily with its data synapses as if it were completing some important task.

Ryan could even sense Lu Heng's disdain for him.

Angry!

Ryan was absolutely furious!

He quickly picked up the sword blade from the ground and threw it at Lu Heng, but to Ryan's despair, the attack not only failed to hit Lu Heng, but the countless tentacles even drew green fluorescent lines in the air.

S·B!

"I'm going to kill the alien!!!!"

The enraged lion was unstoppable, and it charged forward.

At this moment, Angron, who was lying on the ground, forced the machine to power on, and he immediately felt the ground around him vibrate.

"nail!"

Angron roared, and then he felt a sharp pain in his head and saw Lion charging toward him with a longsword.

It seems your brothers have a lot of grudges against you. Conrad feels the same way, and so does Ryan. They all want to kill you!

When Angron heard Butcher's Nail's words, he felt at ease, but then he saw the Lion's Roar crash into him as he stood up.

"Get off my brother, you alien!"

The lion roared as it dragged Angron’s charred body.

"Brother...I'm going to die...really."

Angron's weak voice made the lion look at him firmly.

"I will never trust you again! Alien! I'll say it again, get off my brother!"

Angron rolled his eyes.

What exactly did he do wrong?

"pain!!!!!!!"

With a sharp screech, Angron looked at Conrad Coz, who was limp on the ground.

"nail?"

All Angron remembered was that the nail seemed to have run towards Koz in the end!

That chassis is a bit flimsy; I should replace it with a sturdier one next time!

'You want a next time?'

Angron closed his eyes and immediately fainted!

P.S.: Fourth update! I did it, brothers! I did it, guys! Can I get some votes? Can I?! Really?!

Volume 2: Chapter 66-7 Angron's PTSD!

"Incompetent fools!!!"

The lion's furious roar echoed in the cabin. Ryan's eyes were filled with rage as he stared at the mechanical sage and apothecaries in front of him. What did these useless people want to tell him?

What do you mean by this device being embedded in His Highness Anglon's head with absolutely no way to remove it!

Is this device inactive?

He had just fought this mechanical alien, and although it ended in a draw, Ryan Aljonsen didn't lose!

That's not the issue!

He had just witnessed this mechanical alien running around on the ground like a dog, but now it seemed like removing it would kill Angron?

Ryan crouched on the ground in agony, while the bodies of two gigantic demigods lay on the hospital bed.

One is Angron.

The other one is Conrad Coates.

Conrad Coates' face contorted in agony. He now understood the aftereffects of wearing the Butcher's Nail. With his bones shattered, tears streamed down his face. The pain rendered him speechless, but no one spoke up for him.

Even so, Conrad Coates could still experience the joy that nails brought him.