Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 182 Barbarian Invasion
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"Then the Emperor lifted the illusion, and a psychic shock blasted me dozens of meters away."

"But I don't regret rejecting him. I want to carry out a great expedition. I want to rescue more people who are enslaved by aliens or similar tyrants."

"Before I returned, the Twelve Legions were executioners and butchers. After I returned, they were nothing like me."

Inside the White Knight's library.

Qin Xia and Angron sat opposite each other beside the porthole.

The light from the chandelier on the top of the library "soaked" the bodies of the two people like water.

As Angron finished describing his recent meeting with the Emperor, Qin Xia sighed helplessly.

"You shouldn't have told him that. Because your father is not like Perturabo. He can change, but he can't."

"That's true. What's the point of wasting a psychic attack for nothing... But I just can't bear it."

Angron was indignant.

Qin Xia frowned in thought.

Seeing Qin Xia so serious, Angron immediately realized that this matter could be very serious.

But Qin Xia was silent for a moment and then smiled: "Anyway, the emperor has been criticized by you, don't think too much, if there is a big problem, I can take it for you. I taught you, not someone else."

"If you have to bear this responsibility, I can bear it no matter what." Angron said in a deep voice.

Qin Xia took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, stopped talking about it, and slowly closed his eyes.

As usual, the Primarch-Guard intended to receive the astropathic communication from Nuceria.

When Qin Xia closed his eyes and called upon his spiritual energy, a piece of information was transmitted directly into his mind.

That was sent by an astropath who specialized in using psychic energy to send faster-than-light communications.

As always, the messages sent by the Astropaths were garbled, distorted, and extremely difficult to decipher.

As always, Qin Xia was not in the mood to guess the puzzle. He simply took advantage of the fact that there was no space and time in the subspace to invade the astropath's soul projection and use the astropath's ability to observe the world.

Everywhere you look you see prosperity.

Nuceria had entered a period of large-scale construction. In the newly built prosperous cities, statues of the two gods stood in the squares.

Children play around the statue.

Meanwhile, in the arena of Nukeriya, the second round of global trials was underway.

The gladiator team fought in the "God-King Arena" in Desia. In order to win the God-King fleet that could go to save other miserable people in the universe and become a space warrior, the gladiator team fought hard to win the championship title.

Nu's industrial production capacity is fully operational, continuing to supply materials to the fleet and industrial products to the planet.

Everything was going well and prosperously in the Primarch's hometown.

These are the current situations that the Astropath wants to report, because the Archon wants the Lord to understand the situation in Nuceria and preferably give some guidance.

But the Archon did a good job. The Primarch did not need to give any guidance. Nuceria was now in a period of rapid development. As long as everything remained normal and the existing resources and ancient assets belonging to everyone were utilized well, it would be fine.

"Nukeria is doing well now." Qin Xia said, and was about to open his eyes to have a good talk with Angron.

But at this moment, a message was pulled by some force and quickly passed through Qin Xia's consciousness as he explored the subspace.

This cloud of information was like a storm, shocking Qin Xia's consciousness.

Shocking on the information level.

Angron had just heard Qin Xia say that Nukeria was doing well, and was about to wait for his father to explain in detail, but he saw his father sitting in the flowing light, with snowflakes all over his body and a frown on his face.

The atmosphere in the entire library became solemn.

Angron sat up straight, listening.

"The Eighteenth Legion is fighting a type of alien."

Qin Xia closed his eyes tightly, still frowning, and his voice was slow and heavy.

Eighteenth Legion.

Angron knew that the legion was led by Vulkan, the Lord of Fire Dragons.

Without interrupting, the Primarch continued to listen attentively.

"They fought an extremely fierce battle, and the war spread to hundreds of star systems."

"The aliens are very strong, and the war is very fierce."

"While the war was going on, a planet on the supply line was attacked by an alien species called Ork Barbarians, who were attracted by the war."

Having said this, Qin Xia opened his eyes.

Angron was still listening.

"When I saw this astropathic message, the world where the astropath was located was swallowed up by the Orks within three hours, and billions of people in the entire world were facing massacre."

Hearing this, Angron stood up subconsciously and placed his right hand on the handle of the chainsaw axe hanging at his waist.

Qin Xia continued, "The Emperor asked you to help Vulkan, Ferrus, Fulgrim, and Perturabo fight... He probably wasn't talking about the battle Vulkan is fighting now, but the battle that the 18th Legion will fight after the Orks and Vulkan engage in battle in the future. The scale of this battle should become larger and larger, so that five full legions will be needed to participate in the battle."

"And our current location is closest to the Eighteenth Legion, so we can rush to its aid the fastest."

At this point, Qin Xia lowered his head and sighed: "Ouk barbarians, salamanders...these two really have an inexplicable fate."

Angron remained silent, and the thought of issuing an order immediately came to his mind.

Then a think tank who was passing by the library suddenly stopped, turned around and rushed into the library, pushed open the door and looked at the Primarch.

He felt that the Primarch wanted him to come.

"Go and get Kiel ready to set off. Once the fleet is ready, we will immediately head to where the Eighteenth Legion is." Angron ordered.

The think tank nodded and left immediately.

"We are not going on the Great Expedition?" Qin Xia asked, "Are we just going to carry out the Emperor's orders?"

"It doesn't matter what he says. Even if he tells me not to go, I have to go. I can't use the lives of so many ordinary people as bargaining chips to vent my anger." Angron said. Qin Xia smiled and nodded: "That's right."

Angron turned and left the library, returning to the Steadfast Resolve to prepare the corps.

Qin Xia sat on the ground thinking.

Salamanders have an inexplicable connection with the Orks.

When Vulkan returned to the 18th Legion, the 18th Legion had already been fighting the orcs, and now another group has arrived...

However, this war with the Orks should not be as terrible as the previous one fought by the Emperor and Horus together. Counting the Twelfth Legion, a total of five legions can definitely win.

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On the command deck.

Angron looked at the star map.

The fleet's top brass is planning the route to the galaxy where the 18th Legion is located.

The 12th Legion was a legion that had once been dispersed to assist various legions in combat as an assault force, and it also knew a lot about the situations of other legions, so it was no trouble for it to find out where the 18th Legion was now.

While the others worked, Angron waited for the Legionaries to return from the scattered forces on Kiavar.

Legion Master Kiel ponders the information he received from the Primarch regarding the Legion's participation in the War of the Eighteen Legions.
"It would be better for us to bring back the remaining troops that are fighting alongside the 19th Legion and allow the legion to participate in the battle at as full strength as possible," Kiel suggested.

"I think this is the best way, too." Angron turned and looked down at Kiel. "But we must hurry to the Onus sector where the Eighteenth Legion is located. The Orks are already attacking there. If we can get there even a month earlier, we can save billions of lives."

The Primarch had already expressed his thoughts, so Kiel could only change his mind: "Then let the remaining men return to the Legion immediately after they finish fighting alongside the 19th Legion. Your descendants move quickly, and by the time we get to the 18th Legion, they should be here soon."

Angron nodded.

The command deck was extremely busy.

Soon every ship in the fleet was ready.

He should have said goodbye to Corax now, but there was no time to do so. Angron ordered the communications officer to send a message to Corax on Kiyaval that the 12th Legion was evacuating.

The Emperor will be here soon, and if there are any difficulties on Kiavar, it will be easy to deal with after Corax gets his own legion.

"This is the fastest route to the Onus sector." Lothalazarin walked up to the Primarch and reported.

Then the Primarch and Kiel simultaneously turned back to look at the hologram.

On the star map that appeared, a red line marked the fleet's route.

Although warp navigation is to jump into the warp and then jump out, it does not mean that the fleet can directly enter the warp and jump out at the end.

Warp travel over long distances and for long periods of time can easily go wrong, not to mention that any mistakes made by Geller along the way could lead to fatal trouble.

"We will pass through world number 9091." After looking at the route, Kiel immediately looked up at the Father of Genes.

World No. 9091 is the planet where the remaining soldiers of the th Legion who have not returned and some soldiers of the th Legion fight side by side.

"That's even better." Angron's eyes fell on Salin. "Let the fleet set sail immediately. Pick up the rest of the people when we pass the star system where 9091 is located. Then let the th Legion come here to find my brother."

"Yes, Your Highness." Salin saluted.

A warp rift opened up in front of the fleet and all the ships jumped into the warp.

Fluorescent light flickered on the White Knight, and then a tide of psychic energy surged towards the fleet, pushing it to move towards its target location at a faster speed.

On the completely enclosed command deck, everyone did what they were supposed to do and everything was normal.

Angron stood still, looking upward.

A giant eye the size of a planet floated on a huge, flowing island, watching the Resolute from the rushing black water.

Angron closed his eyes, but he could still see the giant eye.

It is no surprise that there is a giant island in the illogical subspace with a huge eye washed by the flowing sea water.

A creature of the Warp, perhaps.

But Angron found that he did not hate the warp creature, it made Angron feel particularly close to it.

The Eye does not call out, "Come, come to me."

But Angron had the urge to go toward the giant eye.

During each Warp voyage, the giant eye would appear near the fleet, watching it enter the Warp and leave the Warp as if seeing it off...

“Leap out,” Salin commanded, interrupting Angron’s focus on the giant eye.

Even the vortex created in the subspace by the ancient void shield carried on the flagship could not block the gaze of the giant eye.

The Resolute Resolve was the first to jump out of the warp space, followed by other warships following the flagship and returning to the real universe.

The fleet did not stop near World 9091, but continued sailing towards Mandeville Point in the galaxy.

Legion Commander Kiel immediately walked to the communication panel.

After the communication was connected, a scary white face appeared on the screen.

"Captain of the World Eaters, Kiel." Kiel gave his name.

"Alkahas Far, Shadow Lord of the Nineteenth Legion." The other party also gave his name.

Kiel got to the point: "Immediately have the descendants of Angron, the World Eater, leave the planet and return to the Legion when the Legion fleet is about to set sail again."

"Objection." Farr said in a cold voice, "The war is going on. The 19th Legion has few troops in this system. We must end this war and then return to the place where the 19th Primarch is with victory. The descendants of your Primarch can also return to the Legion with victory after the war is over."

Kiel never gave face to other legions and immediately cut off the communication and transferred it to the Sons of Angron on 9091.

But Angron first ordered Kiel, "Take ten companies and go down to resolve the battle. I guess you will be back by the time the fleet can set sail again."

"Yes, father." Kiel saluted, turned and walked out of the command deck.

Among the officers present on the command deck, ten centurions from elite companies followed Kiel silently.

(End of this chapter)