Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Korgar and the other Space Marines went inside.

Unlike the flamboyant Eldar and the bloodthirsty Xenomorphs, these Xenomorphs possess tactics and technology that represent the rise of an interstellar civilization. However, in the eyes of the human empire, these things are too immature. Perhaps given a thousand years, they might develop into a threat to the empire.

Unfortunately, time was not on their side!

The elevator doors opened, and Korga and the others rushed out.

Before Korga stood hundreds of fully armed Alien 2s, equipped with superior gear and more powerful firepower. Several of these fearless machines pointed their guns at Korga and his men.

'Kahn!'

Colga pondered how he should defeat the horde of aliens.

'Get down!'

Without hesitation, Korga and the other Ghost Company soldiers lay prone on the ground. Outside the transparent windows, several gunboats had already reached their designated positions. As the weapons began to spin, countless aliens were instantly pulverized. Most of their upper bodies were torn to pieces. Korga could vaguely hear Kahn's furious roar.

Korga, lying on the ground, wasn't idle either. He used explosive missiles to hit the lower bodies of the aliens, turning them and the Dreadnoughts into mud and scrap metal on the ground.

Korga looked at the horrific scene on the ground without any emotion. He used his chainsaw sword to kill the last breathing alien on the ground.

"This is the last batch."

Kolga reported.

"No, there's more, at least until the aliens in this world go extinct."

Kahn jumped off the gunboat, chainsaw axe in his hand, followed by Marius Gage.

"Go up and kill all the remaining aliens. The princes are on their way, and we don't have much time."

Kahn spoke up.

"They have nowhere to escape."

Marius Gage sneered.

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Volume 1, Chapter 9125: Kahn's Courage!

Here they come!

The aliens picked up their weapons; their rifles were powered by crystals that could generate energy, and if they kept firing for a while, they could cause the Space Marines a little trouble.

As one alien body after another collapsed, several people wearing crowns and a humanoid figure in a black robe ran into the spaceship. As the engines started, Kahn watched the spaceship take off.

run?

Dude, have you no shame?!

Kahn raised the bolter in his hand and aimed it at the spaceship's engine.

"This ship has shields."

Marius Gage began.

The alien ship suddenly veered downwards and turned around. With space already sealed off by the human empire, they were not escaping. The stern began to rise and tilt forward.

Countless rounds of ammunition began to be unleashed on the tarmac, and the laser beams struck directly at the feet of the Ghost Squad that had rushed in. The steel began to melt, and the Ghost Squad began to seek cover.

"air defense......."

"What we need is up there!"

Korga reprimanded the recruits beside him for calling for artillery support. He stared at the open door on the side of the ship, where an alien was standing and firing machine guns downwards.

And the person closest to the spaceship was Kahn!

"cover me!"

Kahn's voice came through the comms as he sprinted toward a nearby building with incredible agility. Marius Gage cursed loudly as he raised his gun and blasted the alien to pieces with a bolt-action bullet.

Bloody chunks of flesh splattered inside the spaceship. Marius Gage heard terrified screams coming from inside the ship as Kahn leaped from the air and grabbed a railing. The alien pilot noticed the situation immediately and began to try to shake off Kahn, but Kahn waited, waiting for the pilot to correct the attitude of his ship.

Kahn has been captured!

He cleverly used his brute strength to tilt the spaceship. Thanks to the pilot's unreliable flying skills, he broke into the ship and immediately saw a dark gun barrel.

He turned to dodge, the fired bolts raising suspicion in Kahn's mind, but he still slammed the gun-wielding device against the ship's wall with an axe. A human face appeared, and Kahn suppressed his doubts.

He glared menacingly at the aliens around him, and the terrified aliens all raised their weapons and pointed them at him.

The chainsaw axe began to turn. Three

The slaughter has begun!

The force field was activated, and Kahn swung his battle axe, striking the head of the foremost alien. He then leaped up, shielding his helmet with his arm. Dense beams of light struck his arm, one of which pierced through it.

Blood began to spurt out; the weapons on these aliens were clearly more threatening than those on the aliens below!

He picked up his chainsaw axe and, using the force, severed the right knee of an alien. Then, with the back of the axe, he slammed the alien out of the cabin. As the alien howled in despair, Kahn lightly punched the head of another alien howling in fear.

The alien, now smashed into a pancake, could no longer let out its piercing howl. Just as Kahn felt the piercing sounds around him subside, he saw three other aliens pull out the swords from their waists, which were also energy weapons.

Kahn swung his chainsaw axe lightly, like a longsword, his movements so nimble that the alien couldn't even see his speed. This was a combat technique of the First Legion, and Kahn had spent at least a week practicing it. The chainsaw axe pierced into the alien's body.

Then the chainsaw began to spin wildly inside the alien's body, amidst scrap metal, flesh, and filthy howls.

Kahn suspected that all of these aliens had evolved in their throats during their evolution. He grabbed one of the aliens by the neck with one hand, and the latter instantly went limp and died. The last one was cut in half by the chainsaw axe through the weak point in the alien's armor!

The entire cabin was littered with corpses and pieces of flesh.

Finally, at the very back of the transport ship.

Kahn saw the remaining few people, who should be the royal family members of this alien empire.

　捌∧□珸≈戮〗♂钐±肆∶￥2收鎖：≤： “We surrender!”

An alien king wearing a crown on his head walked over to show his submission.

Kahn listened to his own soft breathing.

"This is Captain Kahn of the Warhounds. The aliens want to surrender."

[You know you need to report? Then first have those aliens land the spaceship, and tell them the War Hounds accept their surrender.]

'But......'

[First, make sure you don't fall from the sky. Marius Gage knows how to handle these things.]

Kahn still didn't understand why the Legion's sovereign leader had so easily accepted the surrender of these aliens.

"You damned aliens, today is your lucky day! The Legion's supreme leader has accepted your surrender!"

Kahn said sullenly!

.......

As the spaceship landed back on the tarmac, Marius Gage watched nervously as the alien royals who had been standing inside the ship emerged.

When they saw that the group of canneries hadn't fired at them, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They were gathered into a group by war dogs.

Like a slave, Korga even seized the Xenomorph King's crown, intending to place it in the War Hounds' Triumph Hall to commemorate Kahn's great achievement!

"You are hurt?"

Marius Gage saw the bloody hole in Kahn's arm and asked.

"A soldier's proof!"

Marius Gage lowered his eyes. Kahn's behavior reminded him of his own family's genetic father, who never listened to advice and always charged into battle on the front lines. Every time, he was terrified, but that was his father, and there was nothing he could do about it.

As for you, Kahn...

We'll have plenty of time when we get back to the Five Hundred Worlds.

When the two gunboats landed, Angron was the first to disembark, followed by Ger.

Guilliman also saw the scene from another ship.

They saw a black box on the ground and a human.

The appearance of a human agent in the world of Aliens is quite intriguing.

Angron ignored the things on the ground, walked over to Kahn, and patted him on the shoulder.

"A risky move."

I'm so proud of you!

In response to Angron's praise, Kahn raised his head high, like a peacock.

"As a reward, this trip to the Five Hundred Worlds will allow you to learn a good lesson from Marius Gage!"

Anglong laughed loudly.

"My lord! I feel..."

Kahn was about to defend himself.

"Are you questioning Prince Angron's orders?!"

Gel stepped forward, glaring at Kahn. "If you don't go, I'll be the one to go!"

P.S.: I owe eight more chapters~~~emmmm Let me think about how to finish today, I can't put it off any longer!

I didn't dream about those strange things yesterday.

But it wasn't a good dream either!

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Volume 1: Chapter 126 (Chapter 121) New Data, Ultra Warrior.

The new world has been conquered.

The alien has been dealt with.

Just as the War Hounds promised, they did not harm the last Xenomorphs; the entire group was executed by the Ultramarines on the Royal Court's helipad! Q

The entire galaxy has been incorporated into the human empire's territory; this phase of the mission has been completed.

The Glory Queen-class warship, HMS Redemption.

The morgue.

The Honor Guard stood guard outside the room; only Angron and Gale were inside. II.

“Our relatives are very careful with the bodies of their soldiers. The Ghost Company only brought back four Ultramarines' corpses; their gene seeds have already been retrieved.”

On the cold steel lay four Ultramarines who had been dead for some time. Gel had already had their appearance arranged; though he was so close to them, they were now separated by death.

Gel saw wings made of countless data synapses emerging from behind the Father of Genetics. He stood to the side; Angron now resembled a machine. These data synapses penetrated the first corpse, their surfaces flashing with light.

The trembling of the tiny cables caused the Ultramarines' bodies to tremble. The Butcher's Nail, relying on its own power, was tug-of-war with the warp. It used the connection between the bodies and souls of these warriors to pull them out of the warp and, through Lu Heng's authority in the physical world, transformed them into data.

This is a tug-of-war between physics and magic, each synapse searching for a node—a node that is the fragment of these Space Marines' souls, now being reassembled from those fragments into data.

The entire process, from the first body to the last, took no more than ten minutes.

Gel gazed at his sovereign father, dreaming that one day, after his death, his soul would return to the sovereign, but that was contingent upon the creation of the Butcher's Nail. Lu

"Your cousins ​​slept peacefully with them."

Angron opened his eyes and looked at Ger as he spoke.

“It’s their honor.”

“This is not an honor, Ger, but a precaution. This is the pure spark of humanity. The Shadow of Nukelia is like this, and so is the Butcher’s Nail that the Legion is carrying out.”

Who is our enemy?

"I can't believe it," Ger asked, puzzled.

He was actually a little confused. He wasn't questioning, but rather puzzled. The Father of Genetics had his reasons for doing these things, but in the entire galaxy, Gol had never seen any enemy that could push humanity to such a point.

"Where are we?"

"Subspace, Sovereign Father."