Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

The lion stood up and leaped from the sofa to stand in front of Angron. The forest stirred as the lion revealed his claws.

"nail."

Anglong uttered two words.

"You...you could just kill us right now..."

"Destroy the Midnight Lord and the War Hound... frame the aliens."

Lu Heng controlled Unit 8 to sign the final document, and without looking up, he spoke to himself.

“I am not like the things you treasure. I am not an alien, nor am I a weapon. I am just a pitiful person.”

"Talking metal? Perched on someone's head, if not..."

1. "Brother!"

6. Angron realized that none of his brothers could speak human language!

This time, the lion did not apologize; he stared at Conrad 8 in his seat.

He could feel Conrad's steady breathing and a faint smile on his lips, but he didn't know who was smiling.

Conrad?

Or the Butcher's Nail?

The lion stared at Conrad.

"What do you think?"

"Insightful?"

The No. 1 aircraft raised its head.

"The lion...the forest is decaying, and Caliban is being corrupted."

"The forest is never your domain alone."

The words of Unit 8 shocked Lion, who stared in astonishment at Unit 9.

"What...do you know?"

The lion looked puzzled.

"You should be saying these things above my head."

Angron muttered to himself. The lion glanced at Angron. Everyone present was a demigod of the Empire. Even if Angron let out a silent fart, they would be able to smell it.

"Tell me... what are you saying?"

"Shall we make a...deal?"

The lion looked at Unit 8. He hated the feeling of being controlled, like the voices in the Caliban forest trying to crawl into his mind, those guys twisting his mental power.

"I reject!"

The lion raised its proud head and crossed its arms, all of which was within Butcher's Nail's calculations; the lion's head does not bow easily.

As Ryan left the ship, Angron watched the departing green figure.

"He rejected our offer."

"Angron said."

"The warning bell has been rung, and the lion will understand."

No. 1 machine opening.

"Then when will you come back?"

"I've only been gone for less than 24 hours."

"Stay a couple more days, my head is much harder than Anglong's."

Then Conrad Coates spoke up.

You son of a bitch, Koz! You should have been thrown off the walls of Terra Palace!

Uncle Anglong glared resentfully at his brother!

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Volume 1: Chapter 71 The Lion's Fangs!

It has a fishy, ​​foul smell.

The Nightfall, Conrad Coates’ residence.

In the dimly lit room, the midnight ghosts' recurring feature is the corpses hanging from the deck.

Ger pushed Anglong, who sat silently in the wheelchair. He could feel the itchy granulation tissue on his body; Anglong's body was recovering rapidly.

The chains clanged.

As midnight descends, Conrad Coates, having lost his hair, becomes exceptionally ugly, his bald head adorned with the Butcher's Nail that constantly emits a green glow.

"He doesn't like it here."

Conrad Coates began.

He looked at his sons kneeling on the ground.

"He likes you even less."

Angron complained.

Conrad Coz did not reply, nor did he dare to look Anglon in the eye. He lowered his gaze and saw what Anglon was about to say.

"My lord!"

Severta emerged from the darkness, with countless black-armored guards watching the midnight ghost behind him.

"Clean the deck and throw these aliens into space."

"Also... make the lights brighter!"

Conrad Coates touched the corpse hanging upside down in mid-air with his hand, and his long fingers instinctively pierced into the corpse's head.

"I...I...I...I...I...I..."

Just as Angron was about to put the bloody brain matter into his mouth, he was struck as if by an electric shock and collapsed to the ground, convulsing.

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Sevita stepped forward.

"nothing!"

Anglong spoke in a high-pitched tone.

"Cutting off his head would avoid this pain!"

Angron closed his eyes, feeling a bit uneasy.

Show some respect with your dirty hands!

"It's just a bit of brain matter."

"You also let..."

Angron shut his mouth. The sulking Angron gestured for Gel to push him onto the bridge of the Nightfall. He shouldn't have come, but when he saw Conrad 8 returning to the Midnight Lords fleet, even if he was paralyzed, he would crawl over.

"A new world."

"Angron spoke up."

"Yes, my Lord, world covered by the old night."

Gel nodded in acknowledgment.

"The Legion Lord has already placed an order for the latest armor with His Highness Phenus."

"Why would you need to ask for war hounds when there are skilled craftsmen among them?"

Angron was somewhat dissatisfied. Ger noticed Angron's inner emotions. In fact, ever since the nail left Angron's head, the Twelfth Legion Commander's emotions had been fluctuating greatly.

"poverty."

Gol said with some self-reproach, "That's true. Angron has just returned. Before that, he commanded the legion, but the entire legion wasn't all together. They didn't have a base for Gol to develop, and the Warhounds' foundation was very weak."

S and the Great Expedition is imminent.

"I hate it here."

U Angron's gaze was somewhat gloomy, and the entire Nightfall was shrouded in a somber atmosphere. Although the Midnight Lord respected him enough, he disliked this ship.

S Angron gazed at the gloomy world below. Below might be a normal world, but in the Ghoul Stars, there was no such thing as a normal world.

When the ship's alarm sounded, Unit 8 arrived late with the Midnight Lords.

"Connect to the First Legion."

Angron issued his orders.

The Midnight Lord standing to the side was clearly stunned. He didn't know what to do about Angron's overbearing behavior. He didn't know, but someone would teach him.

Kahn stepped forward, and the Primarch's loyal servant shoved the Midnight Lord aside. As anger appeared on his pale face, Kahn glared back defiantly.

1'Brother!'

The lion looked at Angron on the Nightfall with obvious surprise, but he didn't say anything.

Below the character 玖 is an alien.

Unit 0 opens.

'Aliens? I don't know where you got that conclusion from. Below is clearly an interstellar civilization willing to submit to the human empire.'

8. The lions retain their own opinions.

'The Hlavian alien, we...have encountered this kind of alien before.'

The lion raised his eyes, pondered for a long time, and finally chose to believe his two brothers and the nail.

'These aliens possess the power to corrupt hearts and minds. Warn your legion's warriors, they enslave humanity with evil spiritual forces; a new war has begun.'

Angron offered a kind reminder.

'I will perform...the following instructions.'

The No. 1 machine slowly opened its mouth.

'Activate shields... Nightfall's engines are heating up. It passes through the Dark Angel fleet and launches torpedoes and... light lances at coordinates 33.115.24!'

"There's nothing there, sir."

The crew member operating the sensors was puzzled; he didn't understand why they were firing into an empty area.

"You are questioning the overlord of the war hounds!"

Kahn raised the chainsaw sword at his waist, though he knew he was referring to Butcher's Nail, but the mortals around him and the Midnight Lords assumed he was talking about Conrad Coz.

As the crew began to move, Unit 8 came to Angron's side and placed its pale hands on Angron's shoulders.

“Learning... the tactics and skills of the Dark Angels... the Lion is a qualified commander.”

'Of course, I always have!'

The lion responded proudly from the other side.

"Don't learn that, it's stupid."

After the communication ended, Anglong smiled slightly, realizing that even his elder brother had been breached by Nail's sharp tongue.

As the Nightfall passed through the forest of ships, it fired light spears right in the middle of the fleet, grazing the Lion-like ships. In an instant, several communications came through, but Lu Heng turned them all off.

Just practice cooking more.

Angron knew this was the Butcher's Nail's dissatisfaction with the First Legion.

Although he was being petty, he was actually quite pleased with himself!

"A ship has been spotted exploding 12,000 meters away!"

"There's something there!"

The crew member operating the sensor shouted.