Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 538 Sacrifice
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In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

Lorgar and Kor Phaeron boarded the battleship and headed for the star system where the planet Lotan was located. They encountered no warp storms and no emergencies during warp navigation, and arrived at their destination safely and quickly.

Even when they boarded a transport plane to the South Pole of Lotan, there was no snow and no wind.

Wild animals are scattered across the snowfield, and the entire Antarctica seems to have become their paradise. However, there are also forbidden areas in this paradise, and no animal will approach the ancient city in the shape of an eight-pointed star.

"This city is built of black stone."

While walking on the road of the ancient city, Luo Jia looked around.

"I have seen this kind of material from the World Devourers. It can suppress psychic energy, but it can also amplify it."

"Such a huge amount of black stone... What race built this city?"

While Lorgar was observing his surroundings, Kor Phaeron walked ahead, just wanting to get his adopted son into the temple as quickly as possible.

So he didn't bother to think about Lorgar's question, and just answered casually: "It was not built by any race, but by the first group of believers of the Emperor of God."

"Indeed." Luo Jia quickened his pace to keep up with his adoptive father.

The two came to the temple and entered.

"Do you know why I brought you here?" Kor Phaeron asked.

"To prove your faith." Lorgar responded calmly, "Me too."

Kor Phaeron nodded, then knelt on the ground.

The Primarch also knelt on the ground, praying to the God-Emperor as usual.

"What did you hear?" Lorgar turned around and asked.

"The Word," Kor Phaeron replied.

Lorgar heard nothing.

Kor Phaeron was completely different. He heard the voice that had been echoing in his ears before.

They praised his determination, his intelligence, and his unwavering faith.

They were excited that he had brought the Primarch here, and gave him rewards.

All the praises and rewards made Kor Phaeron's whole body tremble with excitement. His eyes gradually became bloodshot. He was immersed in extreme enjoyment and devoted himself to the feeling of this moment.

what are they?
True God. This is what Kor Phaeron knew.

At this moment, what Kor Phaeron enjoyed was not some kind of pleasure, that was too low for him.

He was enjoying the highest grace a believer could receive—knowing God’s existence and being responded to by God.

Lorgar was like a delicious dish served on the table.

Kor Phaeron knew this, and in addition to the satisfaction of completing the mission given by the true God, he also felt heartache.

On Colchis, all the details of the father and son's relationship played out in Korphalen's mind like a revolving lantern.

Kor Phaeron even questioned his feelings towards Lorgar... the desire to control, the idea of ​​taking advantage of him... but there was indeed some affection.

"What did you hear, father?" Lorgar asked with a smile, "The True God's call? Admonition? Teaching?"

The smile on Luo Jia's face at this moment was the same as when he was a child.

"So what did you hear?" Kor Phaeron also asked with a smile.

"The true God's call, admonition, and teaching." Lorgar replied.

Kor Phaeron didn't know if what his adopted son said was true, because he was not sure that the true gods would really treat Lorgar the same way they treated him.

Lorgar was just a delicacy placed on the table of God, nothing more - he was not worthy to be compared with himself.

"Close your eyes and listen." Kor Phaeron reached out and stroked the back of Lorgar's head.

Lorgar nodded, and in a trance he felt as if he was a child when Kor Phaeron taught him how to pray.

He knelt on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and immersed himself in prayer.

Kor Phaeron stood up and walked behind Lorgar.

The Primarch was unaware of this.

In Luo Jia's perception, his adoptive father was always kneeling beside him. Even though he did not have the kind of relationship of extreme trust between an adoptive father and his son, he had every reason and confidence to trust his own superhuman senses.

But what the Primarch did not know was that what he perceived was an all-round deception based on "time", "existence" and even the soul level.

Kor Phaeron is no longer a half-finished Space Marine, he is the co-chosen one of the gods he believes in!
"I offer you to the gods."

Green light gathered in Kor Phaeron's hands, and both palms fell towards Lorgar's head.

Up to this point, the Primarch remained unaware.

But when both palms actually landed on the Primarch's head, Kor Phaeron suddenly screamed and stepped back in horror.

"Father."

Luo Jia seemed to still be unaware of what his adoptive father had done. He remained kneeling with his eyes tightly closed, unaware.

"I am listening to the teachings of God."

"The gods revealed another destiny to me."

"The other fate that Colchis' native religion has elements of heretical evil gods. The fate that you have been influenced by the heretical evil gods since childhood and become their running dog."

"I saw that in that fate, I would be constantly indoctrinated with those heresies by you and Erebus, and then become a hateful lackey... just like you are now."

"Then, God told me that this was an altar, and the evil god you believed in would complete an evil ritual here, and I would be a poor creature sacrificed to the gods by my adoptive father."

The Primarch said as he stood up and turned to face Kor Phaeron. "You said you wanted to prove your faith, and so did I."

With that, the Primarch stood still, radiating dangerously powerful psychic energy.

The same goes for Kor Phaeron.

The black stone structure of the entire ancient city began to take effect, and psychic power was greatly enhanced.

The power of the Chaos Gods was seeping into the increasingly tenuous fabric of reality, a process that Kor Phaeron saw as tangible.

He could see the power of the gods radiating from him, reaching out to Lorgar.

The entire space became dark, chaotic and terrifying.

But Lorgar stood still, and no evil force could penetrate around him.

Kor Phaeron could not see the power behind his adopted son, he could only see the adopted son himself, but there was no doubt that the current situation was not just a conflict between himself and his adopted son, but also a conflict between gods.

"Use the power we gave you..."

"Turn him into a sacrifice."

"It's that simple."

The voice echoed in Kor Phaeron's ears again, and he began to actively accept the power from the subspace.

He could even sense the presence of Eribati from the power, and clearly felt that even with that, he could not defeat Eribati... There was a god missing.

But Eribati was dealing with Horus, and Kor Phaeron was dealing with Lorgar.

"You are just a Primarch who will be tamed by mortals." Kor Phaeron stepped back a few steps.

"You are just a mortal!" Lorgar said with a frown, "When I no longer consider you my father, but a damned heretic running dog, I will strangle you to death like a wild dog!"

The Primarch seemed to be venting all his patience towards Kor Phaeron.

When Kor Phaeron had already begun to use his psychic energy, Lorgar pointed at his nose and shouted: "What gives you the courage to boss me around and not be killed by me is not your strength, but your identity! In my eyes now, you are no different from the aliens in the Great Crusade!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lorgar and Kor Phaeron released psionic spells at each other.

There is no flying lightning, nor any fighting or tug-of-war. It is just the purest and simplest psychic game.

The psychic magic did not take on a certain form. It was simply mobilized by the fighting and murderous intent in the hearts of both sides to attack the opponent, directly acting on the opponent in a way that did not belong to the material universe.

Kor Phaeron trembled violently.

Lorgar knelt on one knee, sweating profusely. Kor Phaeron's psychic power penetrated deeply into his body the moment it acted on him, causing him agony and suffering.

But soon a force acted on Lorgar, dispelling the tormenting pain.

Kor Phaeron also recovered and stood up to cast another psychic spell, but he suddenly trembled again and felt his soul disintegrating.

That kind of powerful psychic power has the power to destroy everything. The collateral damage caused by its action on Kor Phaeron alone is enough to make it difficult for Kor Phaeron to call upon the blessing power from the gods.

As the new choice of the gods, Kor Phaeron was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

He could still see the gods.

When the gods saw that their plot to sacrifice Lorgar had failed, they did not show anger or reluctance.

They talked and laughed, like outsiders watching a show.

If we compare it to the behavior of real creatures...

It was like two conspirators observing their chosen chess pieces from a distance, watching the chess pieces fight each other, and then the conspirators laughed and cursed at each other, without any sense of tension that their own careers or intentions were tied to the chess pieces they chose.

Lorgar's psychic power once again acted on Kor Phaeron, and the official battle ended at this moment.

Kor Phaeron fell to his knees, feeling his soul fading away along with his body.

If there were other people present at this time, they would totally not understand the fighting style of the two people, and how they stared at each other for a long time and knelt down one after another, and how the winner was finally decided.

It's like a battle between two chess pieces.

The victory or defeat is determined by the rules established on the chessboard, and the pulling and pushing of chess pieces is equivalent to the beginning and end of a battle.

"You want to sacrifice me to Chaos!"

Lorgar walked towards Kor Phaeron, stepped on his former adoptive father's chest and raised his warhammer high.

"When! When were you corrupted?"

The hammer did not fall directly.

Kor Phaeron did not answer, but the ancient human-skin book on his waist fell to the ground beside him, explaining everything to Lorgar.

Luo Jia had no more questions and swung his hammer down.

The hammer pierced Kor Phaeron's flesh and cracked the ground.

At this moment, whether it was because of the pain he felt in the previous psychic battle, or for some other reason... Lorgar's body trembled, and he had to lean on his warhammer to maintain his balance.

Looking down at Kor Phaeron's face for a moment, Lorgar took a deep breath to regain his spirit, turned around and burned the ancient human skin book with psychic flames, and finally walked out of the temple.

The fabric of reality is already extremely fragile.

From time to time, creatures of the Warp flashed in the streets or buildings.

Even demons emerged.

But they all just surrounded Lorgar, and Lorgar just walked forward with his warhammer in hand.

No demon dared to take a step forward.

(End of this chapter)