I am the magnetic field maniac

The material that made up the Primarch's soul remained a mystery from the beginning...

God knows what materials and things the Emperor who made a dirty deal with the Chaos God used to create the immortal soul of the Primarch...

In other words, what concept of the Warp did the Emperor choose to serve as the material for the Primarch's soul.

But there is no doubt that the soul of the Primarch has always been different from that of mortal races, and is more like some kind of warp creature.

It can even be said that the Primarchs themselves are "demons".

They don't need the power of evil gods to ascend to demons. Once they awaken their own essence, they can create the same effect as ascending to demons.

Moreover, this kind of "ascension" is even more powerful than accepting the power of the Chaos God. This is the case with Corax, the Primarch of the Raven Guard...

After embracing the essence, he can even beat up Lorgar, who has accepted the power of chaos and become a demon.

And because of this, the soul of every Primarch can be "dyed".

Their seemingly indestructible Daemon Primarch essence was infected by the energy of the Warp of other natures...

If accepted, they can become the demon primarchs of other evil gods, covering their own subspace essence and filling their souls with the power of evil gods.

Just like when the Emperor later possessed Guilliman and defeated the demon primarch Mortarion, he said that he could bring back Mortarion's soul, and that was because of this.

A container can be emptied and cleaned once, and of course it can be cleaned a second time.

Therefore, the Demon Primarch is a treasure, a treasure that every evil god holds tightly in his hands and does not let them go out at will.

When Angron's soul fell into the real space, it was foreseeable that...

The other four evil gods besides Khorne will try their best to get it back in their hands.

Even if Angron himself is unwilling, the weak Angron will still complete his new ascension to magic after undergoing another cleansing of the power of the Warp.

No matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't change this, just like when Lorgar forced him to become a demon in order to save his life.

So when Bai Wujie sent out Angron's soul, he deliberately cut off a part of his soul.

The power and essence of the Primarch were sealed into his black sword... while the memories and fragments of Angron himself were packed up and thrown out.

In this way, even the Chaos God would not be able to easily find Angron's whereabouts.

Besides, what if we find it?

The interesting "gift" that Bai Wujie gave to Angron... once it fully develops, it will be enough for Angron to crush all problems under his feet...

After a long period of turmoil and confusion, Angron finally came to his senses.

He came back to life again.

As a "human being".

Angron sat on the ground, breathing heavily, feeling the presence of life, and more importantly - the long-lost peace.

There was no more mad shouting and shouting of the Blood God in his mind...

No more butcher's nails constantly magnifying the torment of pain and thirst for blood.

He came back to life again...

Without excessive ecstasy, Angron was just quietly enjoying the peaceful feeling he had long forgotten. Even the loss of his Primarch's abilities was a blessing to him.

He is free... or is he?

No, Angron looked at his reflection in the sewage puddle in front of him, and at the three bright red shark tooth marks on his head. It seemed as if a haze was always hanging over Angron's head.

He wasn't completely free, he could be out of the warp... purely because that crazy Khorne challenger wanted to watch his fun.

Angron stroked the battle mark on his head gloomily, but unlike Khorne and even the Emperor - White Unbound did not restrict any of his actions, did not ask him to do anything, but only gave him the seed of power.

It was as if he was certain that Angron would give a performance that would make Bai Wujie happy.

Unhappy, very unhappy.

No one likes the feeling of having their fate determined, let alone a troublemaker like Angron.

His hands clenched slightly. Angron actually knew that there was no absolute freedom in this world - and even if he wanted to do something against Bai Wujie's will, he couldn't do so.

He had nothing left now, and the Primarch's soul shone like a beacon in the Warp.

Even if it has been weakened, Angron's soul mark will be found by his brothers sooner or later.

Fulgrim, Mortarion, Magnus, Lorgar, Perturabo...

Angron felt extremely sick when he thought about what would happen if he was caught by these "good brothers" in his current state!

And falling into chaos again was definitely not what Angron wanted.

He needed strength, even if it was expected of him by a jerk who was watching him for fun.

But Angron had to do this, he had to make himself strong again!

Relying on this...the power of magnetic field rotation!

Angron looked at the arcs of electricity flashing from his hands. Even though he was only in the "electric current push" state of this super power preparation state, it was still incredibly powerful.

He felt like he could smash a tank with just one punch - even though this strength was insignificant for him as a former primarch... but this was a mortal body, yet it could generate such incredible power.

Ambition? Angron had none, but he knew he had to push forward this power... until it was enough to protect himself from his brothers, or...

"Well!!"

Angron frowned, a sharp pain spreading through his brain. It was not some sequelae—it was the last memory of the owner of this body that had not faded away.

He is not a sentimental man.

Perhaps Angron was once a good man who cared for his brothers and sisters... but the destruction of the Butcher's Nails, the massacres of the Great Crusade and the Heresy...

Even the years he spent as a demon prince had already changed him forever.

Moreover, he had already lost his essence as a Primarch... No matter what philosophy the Emperor had in mind when designing him, the current Angron was definitely not the same Angron as before.

Even if the butcher's nails were removed, even if his soul was cleansed, some things that were lost and changed forever could never be brought back.

Everything had already been changed. When he was pierced with the Butcher's Nails, when he was forcibly taken away by the Emperor, when he was elevated to a demon, his character had already been rewritten forever.

but……

"These self-proclaimed noble bastards disgust me," Angron hissed angrily.

He stood up slowly, looked at the dark and dirty street and the sound of sirens approaching in the distance, clenched his fists, and walked into the shadows.

Angron vowed to never be a slave to anyone if he lived again. And likewise, he did not want to see any miserable slaves.

Perhaps just as Bai Wujie expected to see, Angron, who accepted this gift, has truly understood what "freedom" looks like.

In the gloomy Middle Nest City, a skinny little girl wearing tattered gray clothes and a glowing collar around her neck was shuttling back and forth in the complex alleys of the Hive City in panic and fear.

She sobbed and begged for the Emperor's protection, but even in the overly quiet alley behind her, no sound came.

Fear was like a worm gnawing at her heart, constantly trying to eat away at her sanity. The girl, who had been running for a long time, no longer had the strength to run any further...

Not eating for many days has made her stomach feel as if it was burned and corroded by sulfuric acid.

But she gritted her teeth and stuffed herself into the broken sewer pipe next to her. Even though the smelly and poisonous liquid corroded her body, she curled up and hid here regardless.

From behind, there was the sound of a flying vehicle passing through the air.

The girl's body was shaking crazily, and her remaining rationality made her hold her breath. She didn't dare to breathe until the sound of the aircraft was approaching and passing through.

Then there was endless sobbing.

What on earth is chasing the girl?

What was hunting a defenseless child in this great hive of the Emperor's rule?

They are humans, or rather, the upper class aristocrats of the hive city of Tarsus.

The foundation of the empire, the noble planetary nobility, the people of the empire - they are the ones who carry out the hunt.

Is the girl a damned heretic?

A villain who worships the god of chaos?

No, not really, she was loyal, she prayed to the Emperor every night before going to bed...even if the prayer might just be for a little more food the next day.

The only reason she was being hunted was because she was just the "fox" in the hunt.

A special sport called "hunting dukes" is popular among the upper class nobles in the world of Sintira today... It is said that this activity originated from the upper class in the Necromunda hive.

At first, this hunting activity required young upper-class nobles who had not experienced the vicissitudes of life to go to the lower nest to perform tasks, survive or hunt down the target, mutants, chicken thieves, cultists, or something else.

Only the young nobles who survive are qualified to become the new leadership class of the hive city. This is the meaning behind the hunting of nobles.

But after such a long time, the hunting activities that reached Sintila had already changed their nature.

It has now become a social sport for young nobles to go "hunting" wearing expensive power armor with protective gear and carrying bolt pistols.

Just like the nobles of ancient Terra would go fox hunting...

The pretentious Sintira nobles called the prey they hunted "foxes"...

But how could the noble upper class risk going to the dirty and dangerous Lower Nest?

Therefore, let’s use the civilians in Zhongchao as prey for hunting.

Oh, their actions are all reasonable, because those who hunt are not civilians, but fearless victims who "voluntarily" join this activity and serve as "foxes".

When the sound of the aircraft faded away, the girl climbed out of the sewer tremblingly.

The filthy and poisonous liquid had already burned and destroyed the girl's exposed skin...but she ignored the severe pain and just tried hard to crawl into the corner, curl up and hide.

However, there was a pair of feet wrapped in heavy armor in front of her. She instinctively wanted to look up, but her head was already pressed against the cold and hard muzzle of a gun...

A voice mixed with joy and mockery came from my ears...

"Surprise, little mouse. You probably don't know what that collar is for, do you?"

Yes, in order to prevent these "foxes" from escaping, the "brave young people" who participated in the hunting activities also put positioning collars on them to ensure that their prey would not escape.

“Uh, uh…”

Despair and fear made the girl unable to utter a word, while the noble young man who hunted it said with a cruel and evil smile...

"Come, pray to the Emperor... Finished? Then, let me take you to the Emperor?"

"This shot is for the Emperor."

"boom!!"

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30. Happy Madman Angron

"Run, Pequot, run!"

A dark golden luxurious armed vehicle shaped like a Land Speeder was speeding through the streets of Zhongchao...

A young nobleman dressed in luxurious clothes was screaming hysterically at the person driving the vehicle next to him while holding the trigger behind him.

Instantly, the streets were dyed red by the red hell guns, and the surging red light illuminated the dark nest city...

But no living thing was burned to ashes by the scarlet light of hell.

The only smell spreading through the streets was the faint smell of melting steel.

But he knew that something was chasing him and was trying to kill him!

Terror filled the young man's face. He came to Zhongchao to participate in the Duke Hunting event... and before that, he had already heard about the "mysterious murderer" who appeared in Zhongchao.

It is said that the first to die were a group of Shangchao people who participated in the hunting of the dukes, followed by the military police of the Ministry of Justice who were searching for the whereabouts of the law enforcement officer...

Then came the planetary defense force that planned to head to the Middle Nest to wipe out possible heretics and rebels.

No one came back, not a single one.

The reason why he appeared here was not because of his stupidity... but because when he went to Zhongchao and heard the news, he could no longer go back!

The elevator leading to the upper nest was destroyed, and he and the vehicles and weapons he carried were forced to land in the middle nest.

And what happened next was a nightmare!

First, all the "foxes" they brought with them were released... Then, people died in the shadows every moment.

They didn't know what had happened, they only knew that as long as they stayed where they were, death would follow them!

And in the shadow ahead, there seemed to be something hidden that was hard to see...