Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Hey! Look! Look who this is!

【Great Lord of Humanity! Praise be to you! Listen to what you say! Are you going to say that my dear son Angron needs you more than ever for humanity's great expedition! Don't confine yourself to one world! One planet! Don't attack me with data!】

The emperor lowered his eyes as he listened to the voice on the radio, an arrogant voice that showed him no respect whatsoever.

"Lord Nail?"

The Emperor spoke in a very gentle tone. He looked at Angron. His purpose in coming here was not only for Angron, but more so for this 'nail' that had stirred up waves in the river of fate.

Greetings, Lord of Humanity!

"Humanity needs you."

Don't try to pin this on me! Others may not know, but I know you! I've read the story of the Roman she-wolf countless times...

"enough!"

As a ray of light, as bright as the sun, burst forth, Angron defensively raised the Screamer in his hand. He looked at the enraged Lord of Man, whose face was ashen, but there was no denying that Nail's words seemed to have pierced the Emperor's heart!

A Roman she-wolf?

Angron memorized those four words.

"Humanity......"

【I'll have a proper talk with you when I have time, but not now, Great Lord of Humanity. I've found a self-destruct device on your ship. This isn't a threat, if you care about your offspring, if you really do!】

Lu Heng repeated the sentence.

Look at the state he's in now, neither human nor ghost!

We must finish this battle.

【What do you think? Great! A truly great person! You [~九肆◆獜～」/≮wu四腫●√转－∶:类！之！主！】

Time was of the essence, and Lu Heng felt he must be crazy to dare threaten the Lord of Humanity like this. If the Emperor was not satisfied, he would kill Angron!

The emperor squinted, seemingly lost in thought.

"A week."

The Emperor compromised, and neither Angron nor Lu Heng knew why. But when he waved his hand and used his psionic energy to teleport Angron away...

There are no self-destruct devices on my ship.

When Lu Heng heard these words spoken specifically to him, his emotions became chaotic. After all, he knew the Emperor was strong, but he never imagined that the Emperor would be... this powerful.

"Hey! Nail! Why am I crying!"

[You probably cried tears of joy when you saw your own father!]

Lu Heng retracted his synapse, and found another nerve in Angron.

But the two soon discovered that they had not been teleported back to Nukelia by the Emperor.

This was a magnificent, white hall. Angron stood in this triumphal hall, with the Imperial banner fluttering above the dome. Countless warriors in gray-white and midnight-blue painted terracotta power armor knelt on the ground, gazing up at their Primarchs.

The Twelfth Legion had long known that their Primarch was on the planet below. They felt the pulsation of the gene seed within their bodies, a feeling that was indescribable, as if it were their third heart.

Soon a warrior who looked like the leader stepped forward.

"The great father of the protogenes."

“Angron, my name is...Angron Talko.”

Angron looked at the warrior who had come before him with a calm gaze. He could sense the warrior's excitement, as well as his bewilderment, confusion, and reverence—a complex mix of emotions.

"Your name." (Thoughts)

Angron asked in a soft, gentle voice, unlike the madman who had killed the ruling commander, Gel, in a fit of rage.

“German.”

This time, Geer survived.

"Alright, Ger! I still have a battle to fight!"

Angron patted Gel on the shoulder with his large, heavy hands, then turned and left. But soon Angron noticed that the warriors behind him were following him with unwavering eyes.

"My father!"

Ger stepped forward.

"I happen to need a group of foreign aid."

Angron thought for a moment, then smiled and said,

"As you wish!"

Ger looked down at Anglon.

"Did you hear that, you war hounds! Our Father will witness our courage! Prepare your gear! Let the enemies of the Primarch repent in hell!"

War hounds?

Angron listened to the name expressionlessly, and he finally understood why Nail had asked him to name the warhound.

So, what else do you know about Butcher's Nail?

Angron thought to himself.

"Hahahaha! You damn nail!!!"

"Angron shouted angrily," and Gol looked at Angron in surprise, wondering why his Primarch had suddenly burst into laughter.

"Uh...I'm out of my mind!"

Angron said, feeling extremely aggrieved.

I think you should smile at times like this.

I'm laughing at you...

Gel looked at Angron, who was talking to himself, and it seemed that the Primarch was right; he really was sick.

P.S.: Will there be votes for two updates? I have a fever of 31°C and feel like I'm about to die!

Volume 1: Chapter 14 Anglon should invite me to his wedding.

Soangron has disappeared.

This could very well be due to the slave owners using methods unknown to them. For the warhounds, the disappearance of Angron would be a severe blow to their morale!

Eureka and Oedipus did their best to conceal the fact that Anglon had disappeared, but the war dogs had not seen Anglon charging at the front for a long time, which aroused their suspicion.

"Where has Lord Angron gone?!"

Oedipus stood in the hall of the hive city, questioning Euenomouth, but Euenomouth remained silent for a long time, gazing at the brightly lit night sky, where the slave owners' allied army had already arrived.

The moment the Dark Elf's sailboat appeared in the sky, it caused panic among the warhounds. The high knights who had submitted immediately led their troops to try to stop the Black Sprouts' attack. Painful howls spread across the defensive positions, as the Black Sprouts seemed to have turned this place into their playground.

When the black bean sprout's miserable laughter rang out, fear spread.

"call!"

Oedipus took a deep breath and put on his mask before the darkness completely concealed his half-naked, fleshy face.

“Oynormouth, I need to go to the front lines. We can’t win without him.”

Oedipus gazed at Eureka.

"Angron will not abandon us. We are born of blood and grow up in darkness, but we will die free!"

"Fight!"

"for freedom!"

"For Angron..."

Oujnouches stepped forward at this moment. He did not blame Angron for his disappearance, for Angron had brought them too many victories regardless!

Now, it's their turn to bring a victory to Angron!

Euenomouth picked up his great axe and strode out with Oedipus, ready to fight for freedom!

The high-ranking soldiers watched as Eunouchay and Oedipus emerged, though they harbored a sliver of doubt.

But they still waited to speak.

"Angron has some things to attend to, very important things."

Oynormouth looked at the crowd and spoke.

"Any other questions?"

"Oedipus asked."

The group exchanged glances and raised their weapons.

"for freedom!"

.......

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Anglong was extremely anxious.

He stood in the drop pod with his offspring. Gel looked at his father with slight worry. After all, his Primarch father was bare-chested except for a shoulder armor. The red tattoo on Angron's face was contorted with tension.

Atmospheric friction occurs on the coating of the airdrop capsule.

9. Angron closed his eyes.

Four "nail!"

【What's up? 】

"It's okay, I feel... great right now."

Lu Heng was a little confused; he didn't understand what Anglong was trying to say.

In the sky, countless airdrop pods fell straight down like fireworks.

The gladiators on the ground looked at the countless drop pods in the sky. They knew that this might be a coalition of slave owners. They had no time for anything else. When their guns and ammunition ran out, they switched to other weapons. When their weapons were smashed, they used their bare hands.

Gladiators and high knights fell to the ground one after another. The slave owners' army and dark elves pressed forward, symbolically firing a shot at even the fallen corpses, while the dark elves stuffed the surviving humans into cage after cage.

Eureka was panting heavily, one of his arms had been cut off by Black Sprout. He leaned against Oedipus's back, panting. Yotchuca was right, he was old.

A black bean sprout, the most common kind, surrounded him. This female dark elf walked swiftly, circling around Einomouth and Oedipus.

She had a smile on her face; she liked warriors, and the torment they provided made her feel even more enjoyable!

"Human, I can give you one chance!"

"How about you kill each other, and I'll let the survivors go?"

Black bean sprouts open.

"Alien! Die!"

Oynouchi cursed and winked at Oedipus, who understood and charged forward. Holding a giant axe in one hand, Oynouchi ran as fast as he could, while Black Sprout showed no displeasure.

She saw Oynormouth appear before her, and then she used her Painful Edge to shred the giant axe in Oynormouth's hand. Mortal steel was like fragile paper in front of the Dark Eldar's weapon.

Oedipus quickly emerged from behind Eunouchay, and with the help of his adamantite power armor, the small Oedipus swiftly slashed at Black Sprout under Eunouchay's cover.

Black Bean Sprout stepped back, then lightly and gracefully jumped up, and then gently kicked Oedipus, sending him flying several meters away. Oedipus landed on the ground, rolled several times, and then fell silent.

Oedipus!

"Take care of yourself first!"

Black Sprout pressed the blaster against Oynormouth's forehead.

"boom!"

At that moment, accompanied by a tremendous roar, the earth trembled!

Black Bean Sprout frowned as he looked into the dust, when a red electronic goggles lit up.

"boom!"

The bolter roared in fury.

Black Bean Sprout flashed away quickly, while the explosive bullets chased after her. Black Bean Sprout felt like she was dancing on the edge of a knife!

She raised the Demolitionist in her hand, but before she could pull the trigger, a Space Marine in gray-white power armor beside her swung his spinning chainsaw sword and sliced ​​most of her body in two!