Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Qi "Great Anglon's Lord".

Liuinzar Terus bowed respectfully to Angron.

"I am not great, and there is no need for you to salute me, Seventeenth Legion. I have heard of you, Luojia, my brother."

Inzar Tyrus felt like he was going deaf. He didn't know if Angron was doing it on purpose. Angron's voice echoed throughout the room. He saw the Imperial demigod come to his side and look down at him.

"War dogs welcome you, but you should know that our welcome does not mean we accept you."

Angron stared at Inzar Therus, a gaze that made Inzar Therus uneasy. He felt as if Angron could see right through him.

At this moment, Inzar Thales seemed to have thought of something, and he took out the books from his waist.

"This is a gift from our lord to Your Highness Angron!"

Inzar Thales presented the book of truth with both hands.

Angron stared at Inzar Thales as time ticked by, the two of them like they were playing a game of "Red Light, Green Light".

"I accept the gift."

Angron spoke, his gaze fixed on the son of Colchis.

That religious world.

Religion? It's useless to Angron; such spiritual symbols are less important than practical benefits. Now, Nukelias is adored by the Archon.

"Inzar Thales, I will be sending you to the Eighth Company, Kahn..."

At this point, Angron suddenly remembered that he seemed to have left Kahn in Macurag!

"Macurag!"

Angron said through gritted teeth, and Inzar Thales heard this and wondered what was wrong with Makurag.

At this moment, Inzar Thales seemed to have discovered a secret: Guilliman and Angron were at odds!

"Inzar Thales, Ger, please entertain this cousin. Also, tell Luo Jia that I really like this gift!"

Angron, thinking of his children whom he had forgotten in Macurag, lost all interest in saying anything to Inzar Thales.

He turned and left.

As Inzar Thales watched the demigod leave, he could feel the pressure on his body suddenly disappear.

But another sharp gaze shot over.

Ger moved forward slowly.

"Welcome, Inzar Thales."

Ger whispered.

Do you like octagonal cages?

"What?"

Inzar Thales asked in confusion.

"It seems you like it."

“Oedipus, take good care of this cousin!”

Before Tyrus could react, Oedipus affectionately dragged him away. Several members of the Redemption Guard grabbed his arms and pulled him off. "These cousins ​​seem to dislike him quite a bit," Tyrus thought.

But these foolish people will eventually realize that the way of the gods is humanity's only hope.

.......

"What did you find?"

Angron asked.

【Not available at this time.】

Lu Heng responded.

"He made me very uncomfortable."

Angron felt that Inzar Thales was just a rusty tin can, and that beneath his black skull metal mask was a decaying, desiccated corpse. Angron had almost attacked him just now.

Did you hear that? He was passionately reciting his sacred hymns before we arrived.

“I heard it, a devout believer.”

Yes, he was devout, but to be honest, his devotion wasn't to his doctrines.

Lu Heng could sense Inzar Terus's faint expression beneath the thin mask; he was utterly disgusted with what he now believed in.

"You mean to say that his faith belongs to someone else?"

Angron frowned; he now had absolutely no goodwill towards the Seventeenth Legion!

[He secretly sang ancient melodies. The troubles facing Luojia were far more complicated than those of Conrad Coates. Religious conflict always breeds heresy; you are, I am, and of course, I may be the biggest one.]

Lu Heng could sense that the guy had ulterior motives.

"Kill him now?"

"No, this might be a good opportunity to launch an attack on Luo Jia."

Angeron had an idea, which made Lu Heng very happy.

Machine number seven is starting to use its brain!

Ryukyu

Macurag. Six

"Kahn! You can return to Nukelias in three days. All you need to do now is finish approving these documents!"

Marius Gage looked at Kahn, who was buried under the documents, and spoke.

But the only response he received was Kahn raising his middle finger from the pile of documents!

P.S.: Fourth update. Going to sleep now. I'm going out today; my college classmate is getting married tomorrow.

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Volume 1: Chapter 137 (Chapter 132) 93-15 World Rebellion! Fei

"So what did the nails add to Dionysus?"

Eunouch sat in a chair, with Angron and the Butcher's Nail extending from his cable behind him.

"It's nothing, I was just testing his firewall and seeing if I could add any new modules."

Lu Heng spoke through a small megaphone.

"The Temple Master has recently figured out that thing. The STC is a vehicle, some kind of tank."

Oynormouth recounted recent developments in Nukelia: the Iron Beasts have begun construction, and while Master Rand's forge is not yet complete, its construction will be accelerated with the help of the Ultramarines' resources.

“The Shadow of Nukelia is developing rapidly, and Rand is now complaining to me that too many resources are being allocated to it.”

Oynormouth laughed.

Lu Heng knew about this. There was too much to do in the ancient battlefield, and even Corey Zess was struggling to keep up. Compared to Rand, they had only restored one warlord-level Titan.

There was no other way; Nukelia was impoverished. Production lines from the 500 worlds had arrived one after another, along with a large amount of minerals and supplies. Lu Heng estimated that in another twenty years, Nukelia would become an important planet on the edge of the extreme star field.

Okay, everything is normal.

After Lu Heng finished the test, he retracted his data synapse.

"Recently, Rand has begun to preach the Omniscient God in Nukelias."

“I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. Although some Nukelians have begun to worship you, many more have chosen to believe in you...Angron.”

When Ou Yinuo searched for QQ group ￥!: wife. Four One Sulfur 9《〉、∥Qi｀∪rake」 other Mousse's expression became somewhat complicated when he thought of this. After all, when he learned that those people had hung Anglong's portrait in his room, he inexplicably wanted to laugh.

"Of course, it's only a small part; Imperial Truth is being promoted very successfully right now."

"The first batch of Nostramo people will graduate in about three years. The Midnight Lords are ready to take in these newcomers, but as you know, the Nukelians aren't particularly sensitive to politics, so I only contacted them after learning about the Ultramarines' assistance."

“I have requested an additional two years of political training from Sevita.”

Oynormouth was actually quite worried that doing so might damage the relationship between the two legions.

If there are any problems, let Sevita and I discuss them.

Lu Heng's loudspeaker rang out, making him feel that he had some influence.

Just then, Lu Heng received a message.

[Angron, something's come up!]

......

"Planet 90-35 is a human civilization that lived through the Old Night Era. I remember they submitted to the Empire's rule in their early years."

Gel looked at the planetary markers on the star map and spoke.

“Genna people”.

He added.

Angron gazed silently at this world in the Storm Starfield. He couldn't understand why the Emperor would send the Warhounds to such a completely unrelated world.

He always has his reasons.

Lu Heng did some calculations and concluded that perhaps the Emperor knew what the War Hounds needed, and that he was pushing for it.

How long until Kahn returns?

"Angron asked."

[Half a month.]

"Prepare our fleet. Also, has Mars recently reduced our aid significantly?"

[It's down by nearly 20.78%. It's currently impossible to determine whether this is due to dissatisfaction from the War Council, the Casting General, or both.]

Lu Heng recounted the current predicament of the expeditionary fleet. If it weren't for this trip to Macragge, he would have directly sued Terra and questioned the Emperor about his intentions. But even so, Lu Heng could still do it.

Send a message to your dad saying that the 13th Legion is currently facing a severe shortage of supplies during its expedition. If the next wave of supplies is just as scarce, I'll have no choice but to write a book about him!

Angron nodded slowly.

"Once Kahn returns and we hand over the Eighth Echelon to him, we'll set off."

After giving his orders, Angron closed his eyes to rest, while Ger studied the available information to understand what kind of situation this world, which dared to rebel, was in.

"By the way, Your Highness Angron."

"That guy from the Word Bearer has been trying to promote his doctrines lately, though I don't know how much substance he's actually mixed in."

Ger felt uneasy about Inzar Thales's recent frequent contact with the soldiers of the Eighth Echelon.

“German, keep an eye on that guy. When Kahn comes back, he’ll know how to deal with him. Also, write a letter to my brother Luo Jia in my name, saying that I am very grateful for his support and that I have read his works and found them quite good.”

Angron did read it. Religious things were indeed interesting, but Angron wasn't interested. He didn't even understand how Luojia could compile these heretical statements into a book when the truth of the empire was prevailing.

He didn't believe the Emperor was unaware, but this leniency made Angron somewhat uneasy.

The worlds conquered by Luojia are often the most loyal to the empire, but also the most unstable ticking time bombs.

Even without Colfaren and Irebas, the 17th Legion might still have dragged Luojia into the abyss. Lu Heng knew that saving them wasn't difficult; the challenge was bringing them back to their senses.

Magnus, Loka, Mortarian, Perturabo... these imperial demigods all had their own stubborn side. Even Horus and Saint Jeles suspected that the emperor might like to put strange things into the bodies of his offspring!

While listening to Angron and Ger's conversation, Lu Heng browsed through his database to find the tasks that still needed to be done recently. He had already handed over a lot of information to Rand, and he believed that this would keep Rand busy for a while.

The Nukelia Sun Auxiliary Army is already taking shape.

Most of the equipment for individual soldiers still needs to be supplied from Mars, but his data contains the production line data for those equipment. What Lu Heng is finding troublesome now is that they don't have enough manpower on their side!

Genna.....

What exactly was there in Gennaro?

Lu Heng kept searching, and finally he found it in his own soul.

The Butcher's Nail's key technology, and si... a technology that could solve the Sages' current predicament. 7>. ×】【

.......

The moment Kahn set foot on Nukelia's soil again, he was so moved he almost cried. It was a complete disaster, but even so, he was still grateful for the selfless guidance he received from Marius Gage and others.