Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 36 Angron

"Big guy, these robots seem to treat us as prisoners."

The raven on the Emperor's shoulder widened his eyes.

Looking curiously at the drones and robots that were sounding alarms continuously.

"These should all be law enforcement officers. If I'm not mistaken, this is a civilized world that has handed over law enforcement power to machines."

The Emperor spoke to the raven with his mind's voice.

"What is that citizen 13145209527? Does he own the entire planet?"

Raven thought back to when the fleet approached the planet Achtis III.

The mechanical and repetitive words that the imperial diplomats received.

The Emperor did not answer because he did not understand the situation either.

After several warnings, drones and robots saw that the Emperor and his party had not paid the fine.

Without stopping the theft, he attacked them.

The imperial guards activated the power fields of their halberds and within a breath of time, they turned the drones and robots into scrap metal.

[Encountering violent resistance to law enforcement, requesting support from the law enforcement center]

[Encountering violent resistance to law enforcement, requesting support from the law enforcement center]

Before the last robot was destroyed, it reported the situation here to the law enforcement center.

In the near future, more and stronger law enforcement agencies will arrive.

"Are you from another planet?"

A man wearing a breathing helmet looked around, and after confirming that there was no danger, he walked up to the Emperor and others.

The imperial guards next to him stepped forward, stood in front of the man, and answered his question.

"Yes, we are from another planet."

The man nodded. "Before I left, I saw some news circulating on the Internet saying that a large fleet appeared in orbit. I thought it was just a joke among netizens, but it seems to be true."

The man continued, "So, are you here to conquer this world?"

"No, we just want this world to return to the big family of human civilization."

"It's all the same." The man waved his hand. "I hope you can succeed."

The raven showed curiosity. He flapped his wings and flew up, landing on Waldo's shoulder, asking him to ask questions on his behalf.

"You don't even know why we want to conquer this world, but you bless us like this. Aren't you afraid that we will bring disaster to this world?"

"I have very little wealth and I am a lonely man. Even if you turn this world into hell, it will only mean a few years less of life for me."

The man looked indifferent.

"What is going on in this world?" Waldo continued to ask.

The man said, "As you can see, this is a world where capitalism has reached its extreme."

"The first article of the constitution of this world is that private property is sacred and inviolable."

"All resources in this world belong to individuals. Air and water are all owned by people. If you want to use them, you have to pay."

"The privatization of natural resources is really crazy," Raven sighed.

The man didn't hear the raven's sigh and continued speaking.

"The social machinery maintains the operation of the laws of this world. They are absolutely fair and will enforce the law impartially regardless of whether the target is rich or poor."

"You are violating the private property of citizens 13145209527, which will attract the attacks of those law enforcement units. If you want them to stop, then pay the fine."

"But I don't recommend you do that. Use your fleet to conquer this world and turn it into ruins."

"None of you intend to resist?" Waldo asked.

The man's eyes widened, then he laughed.

"Why resist? Ninety-nine percent of the world's wealth belongs to citizens 13145209527."

"Are we cheap people if we sacrifice our own lives to protect other people's property?"

"That makes so much sense. It's really sobering." Raven silently gave a thumbs up.

"Everyone, why don't you chat with me too."

A spherical aircraft flew over, projecting a man's figure in front of the Emperor and others. "Please allow me to introduce myself. I am what you call Citizen 131452049527, the owner of 99% of the world's wealth."

"I have submitted an application to the Law Enforcement Center to add you to my guest list and compensate you for the damage to those law enforcement units."

"You don't have to worry about being attacked by the social machine now."

"How generous." The man laughed. "Are you scared and want to beg for mercy in this way?"

Citizen 131452049527 looked at the man, his tone somewhat displeased.

"You are full of ill will towards me, stranger."

"What have I done wrong? My ancestors started out as a small company selling feminine hygiene products and have grown to the size they are today."

"My success is entirely due to my business talent and I have never done anything illegal."

"I acquired all my wealth legally, but you are full of hatred towards me. Should rich people die?"

"I am not jealous. I just suggest this gentleman to conquer the world and take away my pitiful fortune." said the man.

Citizen 13145209527 showed an annoyed look.

"You are simply unreasonable. You actually encouraged a good person to rob a law-abiding businessman. This is an evil act that is not encouraged in any civilized world."

The Emperor looked at Citizen 131452049527, and the guards beside him asked questions in accordance with his will.

"Then what do you want my Lord to do?"

Citizen 13145209527 said: "I hope you will recognize that my wealth is legitimate and promise to continue to protect my wealth. In that case, I will offer my loyalty to you."

"In this way, you conquer the world, and I guard the wealth created by my ancestors and my own hard work."

Nukeriya.

Arena.

Hundreds of silver eyeballs flew through the air.

There was thunderous cheers from the audience.

People shouted with red faces, cheering for the wonderful performance that had just happened.

Angron and his adopted father, Onomamus, stood at the bloody slaughter field, panting.

They had just defeated a formidable group of enemies.

"You have won another victory, but the audience seems unsatisfied. In the next life-and-death duel, let my people witness the birth of the strongest warrior."

The audience in the auditorium cheered ecstatically.

They were eager to see the life-and-death struggle between Angron and Onomamus.

The two who once fought side by side, like father and son, will duel until one of them falls.

“No!” Angron roared, his voice deafening. “I will not use my weapon against him.”

"No? What right do you have to say no?"

A suspended silver eyeball slowly lowered in altitude, its silver artificial eyes fixed on Angron.

The voice coming from the loudspeaker was extremely cold and condescending.

"You were born to shed blood for someone more noble than you. Your life is worthless and has never been worth anything. You are just a family dog."

"A house dog that no longer behaves indecently towards its master must be disciplined until he becomes obedient."

"My people, what should we do when faced with this disobedient house dog?"

"Nails," the crowd chanted. "Nails, nails, nails."

　There may be more chapters about Angron.

　　Everyone is familiar with the story of Horus.

　　Some things can be compressed, so they are compressed.

　　As for Angron, everyone's stereotype of him is that he is a brainless slasher.

　　But I want to write about the image that GW has created for him.

　　Angron was once a good man, but Nail and Nuceria ruined him.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)