Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

The moment the crew reported, the First Legion began to move, with countless ships launching attacks on the unseen enemy. This group of psionic aliens couldn't understand how they had been discovered.

Human senses can be deceived, but machines never will!

Tell the lion that these are parasites that have been hunting on humanity's frontiers since the golden age of mankind!

Let him show his brothers the might of the First Legion.

I will strengthen their communications; Lady Hera is gaining control of our vision. Beware of corruption!

After setting up Unit 8, he stood beside Angron and stretched out his hand. Several streams of data emerged from Unit 8, accelerating Angron's physical repair.

"Aren't we going to help?"

"There's no such thing as a poor younger brother helping a rich older brother."

Butcher's Sting shocked a few cells in Angron, and the little bastards started to move!

"And I have already helped them."

Butcher's Nail spoke.

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Volume 1: Chapter 72 (Seventy-One) Darkness is Coming, Ghosts Strike!

From bow to stern.

It was like an invisible plague, the harassment continued. A crew member grabbed a work chair and smashed it at the crew member next to him. They roared wildly, as if facing a ghost. The lion clenched his fingers as he looked at the carnage on his ship.

6. Lady Hera had long anticipated the arrival of the Thirteenth Allied Expedition. When the stars were at their most brilliant, they had already stood in the Milky Way. They had witnessed the rise of countless interstellar empires and their control of countless worlds. Even the once great human empire in the Ghoul Stars had perished in the passage of time.

But they live on forever!

Although Lady Hera had an impact on the First Legion, they soon discovered that her mental power could not corrupt the other two fleets, and could not even penetrate the outer decks. This situation led Lady Hera to begin a mental conference.

The being who killed another lord has arrived here.

They are even larger.

+But it's still in our favor+

+As long as you control that fleet, the other two pose no threat.+

The brief meeting quickly helped Lady Hera determine her direction of attack. Her immense spiritual power began to erode every ship of the First Legion. The Legion's knights and mortals with the ability to resist did their best to subdue or kill those mortals who shouted the names of the Emperor and Caliban.

The lion soon convened a meeting of its six wings.

Of course, there was also an uninvited guest.

"This is an unknown alien."

Lady Hera.

Lu Heng's electronic voice rang out from the communication. The Lion looked at the mechanical priest beside him, but the mechanical priest clearly did not notice the Lion's angry gaze. He looked at the beautiful voice that sounded like Om Messiah with a trembling heart. Of course, before that, he checked whether the ship had been attacked by aliens.

Obviously not.

"Commander of the Twelfth Legion, what are your thoughts?"

The lion's roar rang out, but he did not lower his stance.

[I have sent the information to the First Legion. They can monitor you mentally. Oh, I already mentioned it. Also, they are trying to destroy the supplies on your ships. I have ordered several knights to stop them.]

"..."

The lion squinted his eyes, his serious expression indicating that he was currently facing a crisis.

The Lion quickly accessed the data files to view the alien's information: Lady Hera, an alien existing in both subspace and the physical universe.

The six-winged lords began to examine the information that Lu Heng had sent over.

They quickly gained an understanding of this alien species.

This is a very troublesome situation! Even for the First Legion, this is an extremely troublesome one!

So how did the Twelfth Army achieve victory? Or...?

They have been corrupted!

......

Listen, then learn.

[Conrad Coates...this is how prophecy is used.]

Thunderhawk slowly landed on the Unyielding Truth. Unit 8, escorted by the Black Armor Guards and the Redemption Guards, looked at the chaotic deck.

Gol clung tightly to Unit 8. His Highness Angron had given him a death order: it didn't matter whether Conrad Coz lived or died, but the Butcher's Nail couldn't be allowed to have any problems!

Although Gol knew that Prince Angron was just saying it in anger, he saw that Kahn was standing behind Conrad Coz, holding a power axe, which clearly showed that this guy took Angron's orders seriously!

Countless prophetic visions appeared in Conrad Coates' mind, the Butcher's Nail was warm, and Lu Heng thoughtfully pointed out the good and the bad to him.

Even Conrad Coates saw himself being penetrated by a woman's sharp claws into his head.

Lady Hera kept receiving communications from the First Legion. At first, they could get what they wanted from the communications, but soon, they heard nameless roars and chaotic noises.

What the hell?

While the aliens were still confused, they soon discovered that even though the mortals of the First Legion had been corrupted by their spirits, the entire fleet was still firing at their fleet in an orderly manner.

It was even more intense than before it corrupted those mortals.

"Is this the First Legion?"

Looking at the First Legion's powerful firepower, Angron felt a sense of crisis. He began to think and calculate what would happen if the War Hounds faced the Dark Angels.

That would be a disaster. This is not the complete First Legion. The other knights of the First Legion are scattered throughout the galaxy. Angron estimated that if the Warhounds were in their current state, it would be a fatal blow to the First Legion.

The space fleet will be gradually devoured, and even the Redemption will be destroyed by the First Legion's fatal blow.

Every step the Lion took was a major blow to the alien fleet, and even if there were some losses along the way, the price was worth it.

The Lion is like a precise physician, constantly calculating every aspect of the battlefield. The virtual image shows the First Legion fleet encircling the alien fleet, with those mortal ships corrupted by the virus being replaced by substitute ships within minutes.

Artillery fire is imminent.

Anglong took a deep breath, and hot air gushed from his nostrils.

"No solution."

But this may not be the complete form of the lion. If the lion is combined with the butcher, then it becomes a complete lion.

"Galan!"

Angron’s hoarse voice rang out.

The chief pharmacist looked at the Father of Genetics, thinking that something was wrong with Angron. When he came to Angron's side, he knelt down and tried to examine Angron's body.

"Slap me! I can't move my hand!"

Angron stared at Garan, wondering how he could have come up with such a blasphemous idea!

"?"

After a long silence, Garland stood up amidst the gazes of the other Redemption Guard members.

Aliens are attacking!

"?"

Angron looked at Garan, who was feigning ignorance, while the Redemption Guard surrounded him.

But the soldiers' guns were vaguely pointed at Garan.

......

The First Legion is a weapon forged by the Emperor himself in this bloody era.

The unrest is subsiding.

The psionicists demonstrated their power for the first time. Varus and a few think tank members used their psychic abilities to purify the corrupted mortals. After regaining their sanity, the mortals thanked the War Hounds and the Midnight Lords, then turned their weapons on those mortals who had not yet escaped corruption.

Efficiency and discipline.

You can't save everyone, Conrad Coates.

You don't need to save everyone; the final outcome is what humanity needs.

Your father... never valued the process; he only needed the result, a good result.

So what are you really afraid of, Conrad Coates? Death, your death, your brother's death? Or the things that could corrupt your brother?

[They are the ones who should be fearing! Because... of all the Primarchs, you alone have seen them, while they have not looked at you!]

They are in the light, we are in the dark; darkness descends, and ghosts are on their way.

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Volume 1: Chapter 73 (Seventy-Two Chapters) Facing Fear × Worsening Illness √

The ghost is coming.

While the machine in Angron was being repaired, Lu Heng found Unit 8 to be a very convenient replacement.

In the long corridor of the Indomitable Truth, the chaotic, insane, and mentally unstable mortals experienced a kind of terror in their souls. This fear came from the level of the soul. One mortal pressed his face against the narrow porthole and saw it!

He saw it!!!

He saw a pair of large hands emerge from his chest, he saw his head fall off, he saw his body shattered into pieces, he saw the ghost, and he and the other mortals swallowed hard.

They stopped the riots.

The eerie voice within his chaotic mind subsided somewhat.

When a part fell to the ground, the crisp sound it made was like a fuse igniting a war, and everyone started firing wildly.

Above the ceiling, lightning flashed, and black eyes gleamed.

The aircraft landed here.

Lu Heng spread his prophetic abilities, and the mortals dropped their weapons in fear. They let out hoarse roars as they saw what Unit 8 had seen!

"Kneel down!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the mortals knelt down in fear.

"Follow me!" (Noon)

When their reason returned, these mortals, who still possessed a modicum of sanity, picked up their weapons again.

They trembled, even though Unit 8 had not caused them the slightest harm.

The aircraft once again lurked into the shadows.

How wonderful!

This is Conrad Coates' current thought. Lu Heng showed him without reservation how he used his body to invade these guys' minds, share their thoughts, and without causing any damage. Conrad Coates saw in them the future in which they should have died.

As long as Butcher's Nail uses his body to move his little hands.

But he didn't.

[Illusion, Conrad Coates.]

They were never your enemies.

They are not your servants, but your masters!

Lu Heng's words greatly benefited Conrad Coates, and the warmth on his head made Conrad Coates feel that those hallucinations were no longer so terrible!

But for Lu Heng, this was not enough.

not enough!

Release the darkness within you.

You cannot suppress him; you need his power...

Conrad Coates did as instructed, as another spiritual force emerged from the depths of Conrad Coates' heart.

[A new module is loading...]

The No. 1 machine always brought Lu Heng unexpected surprises.

[Black Conrad Coates has finished loading.]

Psychic energy surged from Conrad Coates, transforming into a dense, dark mass within the material world, clinging to the deck above the ground.