Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 69 Snow, Blood
People in the audience could see what was happening in the flying snow.

Under the deliberate display of the projecting psyker, the audience could see how the guards using silver vines were killed in panic.

The nobles and commoners cheered together. Seeing their guards' lackeys being killed, they did not feel angry, but instead thought it was wonderful.

What could be more exciting than a gladiator defeating a strong opponent with a weak force, and then slaughtering the powerful guards in turn?
The nobles in the audience didn't care what happened in the city of Desia, nor did they care what would happen in the arena.

They just want to have fun.

That's it.

The battle lasted for half an hour. When the last guard fell to the ground, his blood had dyed the already red sand even more red.

Blood flowed in streams in the supernatural ice and snow that would not melt. The heads of the guards were soaked in it and kept rolling out of the ice and snow, pushing the cheers from the audience even louder.

The maggot eyes flew around in the sky, constantly adjusting the lights.

The beams of light above the arena flickered around the gladiators who were slowly walking out of the ice and snow, and finally focused on Angron and Qin Xia.

As Qin Xia no longer maintained the existence of ice and snow, the ice and snow created by spiritual energy instantly dissipated.

"The victor of the gladiatorial contest has..."

Before the Maggot Eye could transmit the host's words completely, it suddenly flashed from the air into Qin Xia's hands.

Put your five fingers together and crush the maggot's eye.

"This is not a fight, this is an uprising!" Qin Xia stepped forward and pointed his finger at the audience. "We will no longer provide performances for you. As for the slave owners and oppressors among you, we will find you and tear you into pieces!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Xia was responded with even warmer applause and cheers.

The nobles who were just having fun almost jumped up and applauded.

A noble lady holding a slave in her hand even stood up excitedly, cheered loudly, took off her underwear and threw it onto the barrier separating the audience seats from the battle area.

Qin Xia sneered, turned around and led the gladiators back to the cave.

But they were not going back to the gladiators' habitat. If they wanted to leave the arena, they had to go through the cave.

Oenomamus followed at the end of the gladiator group.

When he was about to step into the dark corridor and leave the red sand battlefield, he suddenly stopped and shouted something.

Those were the words shouted by the rebel soldiers who had been killed by the Untouchable Slayer Noble Gladiators.

"I'll fuck all the High Knights' families!"

……

The arena has been put on high alert.

The gladiators walked in corridors filled with all kinds of dangers.

When encountering an automatic machine gun, Qin Xia would hold up a psychic barrier and use his free hand to use psychic power to remove the machine gun from the top of the corridor. Then the gladiators who could use the heavy machine gun would get this machine gun first.

When encountering a laser net, Qin Xia would use his psychic power to remotely take out all the components in the device that controlled the laser net, making the laser disappear.

When encountering security robots or human security forces, the gladiators armed with machine guns will open fire, and with the help of the psychic power released by Qin Xia, the enemies will be eliminated.

Every step I took was taken with fear.

Qin Xia kept one eye open and the other closed, observing everything around him from both a subjective reality perspective and a psychic perspective.

If he didn't do this, any hidden mechanism might suddenly appear and kill all the gladiators wearing only a few rags in an instant.

He also had to devote some of his attention to fighting.

They also have to maintain various ways of using psychic powers. But the gladiators are not babies who will die if they leave their nannies.

Whenever a group of enemies rushed out from the fork in the road, ready to catch the rebels off guard, the gladiators would quickly approach while dodging the guns, and then kill all the enemies in no time.

No one who can survive in this arena is a coward or a weakling.

"Those who are tired drink my blood to regain their strength!"

The Primarch cut his wrists without hesitation and passed through the strict marching formation maintained by the gladiators, from beginning to end.

This was considered a temporary rest. Angron felt that Qin Xia might feel uncomfortable releasing spiritual energy for a long time, but he did not ask Qin Xia if he felt uncomfortable. Instead, he chose to use this method to give Qin Xia time to rest.

The gladiators were also very tired. They had been fighting in the arena until now. The physical strength of normal humans has its limits, even the Nucerians.

Everyone needs a break.

"Everyone must persevere." Qin Xia turned around and said to everyone, "This uprising did come very suddenly, but this suddenness has both advantages and disadvantages for us."

"There is a war going on in Desia City, and the nobles are fighting among themselves."

"So even if we don't get the weapons and equipment support from the Mad King, we at least still have this good opportunity."

Listening to what Qin Xia said, none of the gladiators spoke.

The Janus principle.

At this time, discipline has been raised to the extreme, and the gladiators have regarded themselves as part of a rigorously operated war machine.

The gladiators, with fierce and determined eyes, half-knelt and gasped.

As Angron walked past each person with his arm raised, the gladiators would grab the Primarch's arm and hold it to their mouths, quickly replenishing their physical strength with the Primarch's blood.

The person who had recovered his strength silently sorted out the things he had hastily picked up from the enemy.

Put on any easy-to-remove shoes, helmets, protective clothing, etc. that you pick up.

Quickly learn how to use stun batons and ranged energy weapons from Onomamos, then try to adjust the weapons in your hands.

Those who were ready to fight again stood up from their half-kneeling position and raised their hands.

"We have to go outside first." Qin Xia continued to walk in front, "Collect as much supplies as possible, equipment first, and medicine second."

The gladiators were silent and said nothing.

The Janus principle.

Qin Xia didn't need to ask for opinions, but he still had to give the necessary explanations, even if it was a lie.

The gladiators needed explanations to understand what they were going to do and whether they would have honor at the moment of sacrifice.

"Then run towards the desert, and Angron will show you the way."

"As for me, I will fight back and try to find the mother of the Yochula brothers, as well as other slaves who are valuable to us and willing to follow us."

When Qin Xia said these two sentences, most of the gladiators were stunned.

Just as Yochula was about to say that he wanted to leave the team to find his mother, Qin Xia told him about the relevant plan.

"You..." Qin Xia stared at the gladiators. "If you and anyone related to you are imprisoned, I will do everything I can to rescue you."

After saying that, frost spread in the corridor, and Qin Xia's eyes were once again filled with white psychic light.

"keep going."

(End of this chapter)