Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

But after Conrad Coates took two steps forward, he uttered a phrase that Lu Heng was very familiar with.

"Do you have a way to save these mortals?"

I'm now certain that you and Angron are indeed brothers.

Lu Heng was speechless. It seemed that everyone thought he was an omnipotent machine nail!

If he had that kind of ability...

Yes! There really is!

I need Angron!

"That's it!"

Conrad Coz shook his head, then convulsed and collapsed to the ground. Severta and Shen rushed over to support him.

"For the Legion's Supreme Ruler!"

With a roar, the two little bats saw Kahn brandishing his battle axe and charging over excitedly. They'd finally got their chance!

Gel and Varis reacted quickly and stopped the car.

One person braced Kahn's arms with both hands, while the other used psionic energy to knock the battle axe from Kahn's hand.

"Calm down, brother!"

"The Legion Lord is joking with Prince Koz!"

As Gel watched Conrad Coates writhing on the ground like a salted fish, he felt inexplicably satisfied.

"Let Angron... pass through! Come here!"

Unable to withstand the electric shocks, Conrad Coates finally gave in.

So this is Angron's daily routine?

Conrad Coates thought to himself.

Sevita looked at Midnight Ghost getting up from the ground with a worried expression. He smelled the aroma of roasted meat.

I'm a little...worried.

P.S.: First update, and a big update spree begins! Will there be votes? Will there be subscriptions? I'm also writing a book, "The Bizarre Adventure of a Motorbike Guy, But Starting with Warhammer 32K".

Transmigrating to the desolate Warhammer universe of the M32 era, Leon, now a Soulless being, carries with him blueprints and knowledge from numerous other works from his previous life. He transforms into a Machinist priest who digs up graves everywhere, expanding his self-defense capabilities while working to replicate technologies from various other worlds within the Warhammer universe.

However, as Leon's influence deepened and various forces took notice of him, the Space Marine chapters that followed him became increasingly strange...

Looking at the tightly closed gates of the Terra Royal Palace before him, and then at the group of Asitats with their distinctly different styles behind him, Leon felt like crying but had no tears.

He pounded on the palace gates desperately, shouting with heartfelt emotion, "Open the gate! I've really come to save the Emperor from the toilet!"

Volume 1: Chapter 76 (Seventy-Fourth Chapter) Don't corrupt children! Angron!

"You know I'm paralyzed and confined to a wheelchair. I can't move or get up. I don't know why you care so much about me, this useless person?"

Angron was pushed over by Gel, and upon first meeting Unit 8, Angron squinted and uttered a very strong-sounding phrase.

'Snapped! '

Machine Number 1 wasn't going to tolerate this guy who couldn't keep his mouth shut, so he slapped Angron on the head.

"The situation is urgent... We need your help."

"What do you think I am?"

As Anglong spoke, he poked his head out.

"I'm sorry, my lord!"

Kahn, feeling guilty about the situation, knelt on the ground and reported his mistake to his father.

If it weren't for those traitors, he would have succeeded just now!

Angron’s lips twitched. He had only said it in anger. He never expected that his son would actually raise an axe to chop Conrad Coz.

That's a bit of a shame... Pshaw!

"Get back, Kahn! Get behind me as punishment! Next time you jump on my side, you'll be right there!"

The machine's eyes twitched, and Lu Heng felt that Anglong was having some kind of problem.

"Angron... Don't corrupt the children!"

Angron fell silent, his eyes darting away under the watchful gaze of Unit 8-2.

"What do you need me to... make nails for?"

At this moment, Anglong spoke up and asked.

"Absorb those emotional forces, anger, I need anger... by any means necessary..."

The No. 1 machine jumped off Conrad Coates' head. Severta watched this blasphemous scene, completely oblivious to the fact that not a single drop of blood fell from his father's body, and that the holes were healing rapidly.

After the nail left, Conrad Coates felt a momentary daze as endless illusions struck again.

"I am your master! I am!"

A hoarse voice came from Conrad Coz's mouth. The demigod knelt on the ground, and thick black shadows appeared around him. Severta and Shen wanted to move forward, but were stopped by Conrad Coz.

The two looked at their father with concern.

"I am your master, and you are my servants!"

"Hehehehe! Hahahaha!"

+How about we figure out how to put the nail back on my father?

The voice of the chief think tank member, Phil Zarost, echoed in their heads.

Absolutely impossible!

Varis's voice joined in; he was monitoring these men, these guys trying to seize control of their legion's supreme leader.

+I want to go to Nukelia and build it myself!+

Varis added another sentence.

.......

What did Lady Hera use to corrupt these unfortunate mortals?

Psionic tentacles can easily penetrate the minds of wavering mortals, transforming them into slaves, manipulating their thoughts and ideas, and absorbing their worldly conflicts and emotions as nourishment.

This is not the traditional Lady Hera.

If I could come up with a nice name, how about Hlav the Primal?

The think tanks' mental power can destroy the parasites in these people's minds, but that takes a lot of time. Those with weak wills and those who are severely corrupt often die suddenly.

And Angron.

The leader of the Twelfth Legion will be the greatest fear and hunter of this alien!

"Anger is not enough."

Angron said in a low voice, then turned his gaze to his offspring.

"You cowardly paper dolls! You are not worthy to be my offspring!"

A questioning look came from the eyes of the Son of Angron, and then Angron felt sadness.

Use your brain!

This is a condemnation from the Butcher's Nail.

"Sorry, I was building up my anger!"

Angron apologized to his offspring.

【? 】

He then turned his gaze to Conrad Coates and his children, who were kneeling on the ground to the side.

He felt it was best not to worsen Conrad Coates' condition.

"Nail, get me connected to Ryan's communications."

"Angron said."

'What is it, my brother? I'm a little...busy right now!'

Angron heard the sound of steel scraping against steel coming from Ryan's side, and he knew that his brother was in a bad situation.

'I need anger! My brother, I will enrage your children.'

'Is this some kind of witchcraft?'

'You can understand it this way: I can save most of the mortals on the ship!'5]】▲♂〖＾

'Then let's do it!'

The lion then hung up the communication.

He's in a lot of trouble right now!

He stared at the awkward divine machine in the hall. Before he could kill the damned alien with his sword, the steel wall behind him was smashed open by a huge, massive thing. The Primarch looked at the smallest reconnaissance Titan. Now the Lion King finally felt that he was in trouble.

In confined spaces, it is difficult for a scout titan to move, but the same is true for a lion.

"This is a gift I prepared for you!"

"Lyan El-Jonson, your fleet will be our sustenance. We will project our power from the frontiers of your empire all the way to its core. The so-called human empire is a joke! The Primal Heraf will live on forever!"

"kill him!"

"Hlav shouted loudly."

Several knights rushed in front of Ryan, if there was anything in this world capable of killing the great Primarch.

That is the engine of God.

The Hades-type armor heated up, and several knights shielded themselves between Ryan and the Titan.

The bolters and plasma pistols struck Titan's shield as the Legion veteran roared.

"For the Lion!"

Even though such firepower is beyond the imagination of the aliens, this is a reconnaissance Titan.

One Titan can only be fought by another Titan.

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The Titan's molten cannons lit up.

"I stand among the glorious dead!"

"Without any hesitation or doubt!"

"Neither honor nor physical weakness!"

"Only duty endures!"

The veterans recited their oaths as they launched a death charge, creating an opportunity for their brothers and the lions behind them!

The First Legion is not as impressive as I had imagined.

Lu Heng's voice rang out through the loudspeaker.

[This is the benchmark and template for other legions? Please, all I see is a bunch of mindless barbarians. What are you wearing? *****?]

Ryan Aljonson, remember you owe me again!

The lion didn't know what methods the nail alien had used, but he saw the reconnaissance titan go out, as if by miracle.

What followed was an uncontrollable rage!

The rage of the lion.

"Dark angels! Attack!!!!!"

"Show my brothers what the First Legion is all about!!!"

Butcher's Nail withdrew most of his gaze. This was originally supposed to be Angron's, but to avoid antagonizing the First Legion, Lu Heng chose to play the bad guy. The effect was quite good.

P.S.: Second update! Will there be any votes, brothers?! I don't even know if I can manage twenty updates! Godfathers!!!