Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 476: The Victory of Ullanor

"Gusa?"

Qin Xia stared at the corpses of the giant beast and the fart spirit, analyzing the situation at hand.

Horus looked bewildered as he looked at his brother and the Librarian of the 12th Legion, and then found that they both had the same surprised expression.

"Now is not the time to be confused." Horus immediately stepped forward, grabbed Urag's fangs, and dragged the corpse out.

When they reached the door, Horus turned to Angron and motioned for his brother to come up and lend a hand.

Qin Xia gave Angron a look, then released his psychic power to burn Gusa and the corpse of Hissing Fart to ashes.

When the Orc Emperor Urag died, all the Orcs faced by the decapitation troops were greatly weakened. Even if Urag did not die, professional soulless troops like the Sisters of Silence could cooperate with other primarchs and guards to kill all the greenskins of the Custodians.

After the battle, the Sisters of Silence immediately took out incendiary bombs to clean up the greenskin corpses.

Their presence will de-psychicize the greenskin corpses, and the spores of these orcs will be burned in the flames, and there will be no possibility of implanting them underground to produce new greenskins.

The decapitation troops gathered again and were about to look for Angron and Horus when they suddenly saw the two primarchs dragging the corpse of a giant beast out of a narrow corridor.

The two Primarchs threw the bodies to the ground and stood there in silence.

The other Primarchs present watched Angron and Horus, wondering which of the two would ultimately slay the Ork Emperor Urag and claim the title of Warmaster.

In silence.

Qin Xia walked out of the corridor and came behind the two candidates for Warmaster, also looking at them, unsure of how Angron and Horus would react.

As others watched, the two candidates for the title of Warmaster sat in silence, and time passed by minute by minute.

Five seconds later, Qin Xia's helmet flashed, projecting the image of the Primarch Perturabo next to him.

The Lord of Steel joined the silent crowd via remote projection.

Horus looked at everyone present and had some thoughts in his mind.

Angron sensed this thought, thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his right arm like a champion, while his left hand grasped and raised Horus' arm: "Urag has been slain by our combined forces!"

The Primarchs were slightly stunned and clapped softly.

The Space Marines and Sisters of Silence present also reacted and applauded softly.

Luo Jia found a good angle to shoot this scene.

"What did Urag want to do by entering the small room with the button just now?" Perturabo asked in a deep voice.

Qin Xia thought for a moment and responded, "Maybe he wants to activate some secret weapon."

"Well. It's dead anyway." Perturabo made a gesture to turn off the communication equipment, and his whole body projection disappeared.

Qin Xia clearly felt that Perturabo was not happy.

The Lord of Steel could have used the fleets of his legions to destroy Ullanor I when the void shield just flipped briefly. He had the calculation ability to accurately distribute each luminous spear to the surface or underground of the planet, until the entire planet was finally shattered like a cocoon.

He could have used his intelligence and talent to help his brother win the title of Warmaster - a title that only belonged to his brothers.

Angron was also aware of Perturabo's state of mind, even though Perturabo had projected a holographic projection onto this place, so he could not sense his inner thoughts.

Amid the applause and cheers, Angron thought about what he should explain to Perturabo after the battle.

Just like when Magnus was invited to Terra, the "two warmasters" were the outcome envisioned by the Emperor and Malcador. As the pinnacle of this real universe, they can at least control everything they created.

……

The Ullanor War is not over yet.

The fleets of each legion dispersed and roamed across the territory of the Ullanor Empire, destroying the remaining greenskin fleets, deploying the army to valuable planets and seizing control of the planets.

The death of Emperor Ullanor caused the Greenskin Empire to fall apart. Rather than uniting to fight against humans, the remaining Greenskins would rather fight among themselves to elect a new Orc Emperor.

There will be a civil war among the greenskins on a planet.

There will be a civil war between the greenskins in a galaxy.

And the civil war will help the humans to completely kill the greenskins.

The final phase of the Ullanor War lasted approximately two solar moons.

When Ullanor was transformed from an alien force into an astronomical region, the Emperor and all the Primarchs arrived at the Ullanor system, which had been the forefront of the war and faced the most fierce attacks from humanity.

After the Vanguard and the Primarch of the Main Army entered the Emperor's Vision that suddenly arrived in the galaxy, they saw other brothers who did not participate in the Ullanor War.

This even included Magnus, who was under house arrest on Terra.

The Primarchs gathered together, and it was obvious that something big was about to happen.

"I guess it's time to perform the ceremony." Qin Xia used psychic power to convey the message to Angron.

Angron also guessed so, but at this time he had another question that needed his adoptive father to answer.

"Where's Alpha?"

"Why can't I see him?"

Whether it was in the Dawn Star Psionic Council that all the Primarchs attended, or when the Emperor announced his withdrawal from the Great Crusade and asked the two Primarchs to compete for Warmaster, or now when the Emperor brought Magnus to the Ullanor system, the two Primarchs of the Alpha Legion have never appeared.

It was as if he didn't even exist.

Angron had heard his adoptive father talk about Alpharius and Omega, and knew that the Primarchs of the Alpha Legion were twin brothers, but until now he had never even seen one of them.

"Horus is not the first Primarch to be found." Qin Xia subconsciously looked across.

The Primarchs of the Vanguard and the Main Army stood on both sides of the main passageway of the command deck of the Emperor's Vision.

At the end of the passage were the Emperor and Malcador, as well as those Primarchs who had not participated in the War of Ullanor.

Horus, who was being watched by Qin Xia, was standing in the "C position" on the side of the main army's Primarch.

"It's Alpha. He has never left Terra. Malcador trained him personally." Qin Xia continued.

“Oh.” Angron suddenly realized.

Although the adoptive father's words sounded irrelevant, the fact that Malcador bred Alpha was a perfect answer with a huge amount of information.

Malcador is a man who likes to set up spy agencies and conduct intelligence activities. The Primarchs trained by him must be good at being spies or conducting intelligence activities. Such Primarchs will naturally not show up in public.

When the psychic meeting was held during the Dawn Star conflict, Qin Xia couldn't even find Alpha's soul projection. It wasn't that it didn't exist, but it was hidden by some existence.

"..."

The Emperor remained silent. When the Primarchs thought the Emperor would say something in the silence, the surroundings suddenly changed.

The Primarch and his confidants who had brought the Emperor's flagship appeared in the ruins of the Imperial Palace on the surface of Ullanor I.

The Emperor did not use teleportation. As an extremely powerful psychic, he merely came up with the idea of ​​"wanting everyone to be in the ruins of the imperial palace on the surface", and then reality was changed because of his powerful psychic power.

The Greenskin Palace was razed to the ground by orbital bombardment, but it was an extremely large building after all, so there must be some broken walls and ruins left.

When seeing the broken walls and ruins, Qin Xia suddenly felt a little emotional.

The Ullanor Empire is like this palace. It was once huge and magnificent, but now only some greenskin tribes are left that will soon be wiped out, just like the remaining ruins of this palace.

"Perturabo."

The Emperor spoke softly.

The Primarch whose name was called took a step forward.

The Emperor then commanded: "I command you to build upon these ruins a palace, which shall be the place where the titles of Angron and Horus shall be crowned."

"Yes." Perturabo saluted and stepped back.

So the dust settled.

The Primarchs who had been speculating on who would become Warmaster between Angron and Horus in the final stages of the war finally received the Emperor's answer that both of them could become Warmaster.

When the Primarchs saw how smoothly the Emperor arranged things, they couldn't help but wonder if this outcome was what the Emperor had planned.

"Eliminate the aliens completely."

His pupils, covered with golden light, scanned every Primarch present.

"The name Ullanor will be cleared along with the aliens themselves. It will belong to humans, and mortals will thrive in this place of nirvana."

"From this moment on, this place will be called Armageddon."

The Primarchs nodded.

As Qin Xia knew, after the collapse of the Ullanor Empire, it would become a star region called Armageddon.

This sector may remain peaceful and prosperous for decades until a protracted war breaks out in the future.

The Krieg Death Korps, which were known for their tenacity and toughness in the future, would suffer a morale collapse in the Battle of Armageddon.

but……

Qin Xia thought of the ancient relics that Gusa found on Krako One. The ancient relics that could awaken and attract greenskins had been seized and properly handled by him. In the future, there might not be greenskin warlords as powerful as the Bonebreaker.

"Lorgar."

The emperor suddenly called out the name of one of his descendants.

Lorgar was puzzled. He looked at his adoptive father Kor Phaeron beside him and walked forward in confusion.

An invisible force suddenly pressed down upon the Primarch from above.

The armor Lorgar was wearing made a "wailing" as if it could not bear the heavy weight. Veins crisscrossed his forehead, and he gnashed his teeth, with painful groans coming out from between his teeth.

The Primarch tried to resist the pressure with his psychic energy, and when he did so subconsciously and relieved some of the pressure, the Emperor gently raised his index finger and moved it as if tapping on a table.

Lorgar dug his knees into the ground, his upper body pressed against the ground.

Seeing the Primarch's adopted son suffer so much, Kor Phaeron swallowed softly, lowered his head, and even subconsciously held his breath.

"What did he do?" Angron took a few steps, deflected Perturabo's arm and addressed the Emperor. "He did his best in the Ullanor War. Why are you punishing him like this?"

The punishment came suddenly and ended suddenly.

The pressure dissipated.

Lorgar, however, could not even stand up. He collapsed to the ground, breathing weakly, and used what little strength he had left to take a difficult look at Angron.

"Ask him what he did." The Emperor moved his fingers slightly, and Lorgar was lifted up.

After stabilizing himself, Lorgar thought for a while and spoke slowly: "I... I worship our father as a god."

"You know exactly what you have done." The Emperor said in a cold voice. "I have warned you and persuaded you. I have rebuked you harshly and taught you gently, but you have ignored my words. You have even passed on your foolish beliefs to your brother's legions and people."

Hearing this, No. 11 frowned slightly.

He couldn't understand why the Emperor was so angry at this moment.

The Divine Emperor Church is indeed against the truth of the Empire, but aren't these two both false? They are just tools, how can they affect the emotions of the Emperor?

"Number eleven."

"Father."

Primarch No. 11 heard the call and took a step forward.

"Tell your brothers what orders you have given that have led your legions and your people into ignorance and stupidity?" the Emperor ordered coldly.

"I ordered my descendants, the ordinary individuals in the navy fleet, to believe in you." No. 11 said truthfully, "But I think this is correct, because intelligent creatures need a kind of recognition and spiritual sustenance."

"Ignorance is not what people should pursue," said the Emperor. "To worship me as a god is to fall into ignorance and stupidity, and destroy my cause and my ideals."

"This is exactly what serves your cause and ideals." Eleven said expressionlessly, "Like the Imperial Truth, both are false beliefs and sustenance, but there is a difference in efficiency."

Number Eleven wanted to say something else when he was suddenly pushed to the ground.

Lorgar was also overwhelmed shortly afterwards.

The emperor turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing.

The Primarchs looked at each other, and finally looked at the Sigillite together.

Malcador glanced at Lorgar and No. 11 who were still being suppressed with his sinister eyes, and turned and left.

"Religion is the Emperor's Achilles' heel." Qin Xia said to Angron, who was looking at him, "Don't look at me. I have no solution."

The Primarchs left with their trusted followers, leaving only Perturabo and Angron, and the two men who were forced to their knees.

The psychic powers imposed by the Emperor are truly unstoppable.

Lorgar seemed willing to be punished, but Eleven just didn't understand. He had already transformed himself to be immune to pain and torture, so this little bit of psychic pressure had no effect on him.

The two of them could only be punished to kneel here.

(End of this chapter)