Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 38: Let Nuceria bleed

The battleship slowly slowed down and docked in Nuceria's low-Earth orbit.

Satellites orbiting in low-Earth orbit were the first to discover this magnificent warship from the starry sky.

The rulers of Nuceria observed the giant warship with the double-headed eagle emblem through satellites and ground radar.

Some families try to make calls and seek to establish contact with each other.

The battleship did not give any response, but just moved slowly in low-Earth orbit, looking for something.

The rulers of Nuceria did not dare to attack the warships.

Most of the void creations left over from the Golden Age have been damaged.

The rest could not pose a threat to a battleship with powerful firepower and void shields.

They dared not do anything except seek peace.

Inside the bridge, the noises of various secondary systems mixed together.

The suspended information interface emitted a faint glow, illuminating the dim control room.

The rapid ticking sound echoed in the bridge.

The intelligence chief stood up from his seat and walked to the front of the imperial guard team led by Ra.

Hand a data pad to Ra.

"We found the life signal of Primarch No. 12 and successfully locked it."

"But his condition is very unstable, and his vital signs fluctuate greatly. It seems that he is under attack?"

La took the data pad and checked the information on it with a calm look.

"How foolish of mortals to dare to attack the creation of our Lord and intend to destroy it."

"Order the auxiliary forces to prepare to land on this planet. Not only must we bring back No. 12, but we must also conquer this planet as a gift to our Lord."

The Black Technology Tower, which houses many dark technologies, stands on the surface of Nuceria.

The tower is inhabited by technicians who serve the various families of Nuceria.

Transform the personal guards of each major family and give them unimaginable power.

Use dark technology to create various monsters for fighting in the arena to please the nobles.

Train those slaves who dare to resist their masters and make them completely become house dogs.

Angron, who was sent in, broke free again and started a killing spree in the Black Tower.

The high-ranking knights who are the personal guards of the major families are trying to regain control of him.

But Angron was too strong, and the sturdy black tower was almost destroyed by him.

Those biological killers and monsters that were considered nightmares were blown up by Angron with just one punch.

The high-level knight who had undergone genetic modification and implanted advanced prosthetic limbs was like a weak child in front of Angron and had no power to fight back.

"Release anesthetic gas."

"Start the protection program."

The Black Tower guards and the elite members of each major family tried every possible means.

Only then did he force the unarmed Angron into a desperate situation again.

Several consecutive thick beams pierced Angron's body, pushing him to his limit and causing him to fall to the ground.

Angron's body possesses a terrifying ability to recover, but each recovery requires consumption of physical strength.

When Angron fell from exhaustion, many high-ranking knights rushed forward.

Put heavy chains made of high-density alloy around that terrifyingly strong body.

"Don't feed this guy enough in the future."

"Don't even think about making sure he's full. He should always be hungry and shackled, tied up like a dog."

The frightened soldiers kicked and hit the beast-like Angron to vent their anger.

"Hahaha."

The general in charge of suppressing the rebellion stepped on the unconscious Angron’s head and laughed with his hands on his hips.

"Even if you have power comparable to that of a god, so what? Slaves are slaves. They will always crawl at our feet."

"Hurry up and get this guy on the operating table, dig out his brain, and implant the Butcher's Nail."

"From now on, he will be a slave, a slave forever."

Crack!

Crack!

Tiny bolts of lightning appeared in the air, crawling like electric snakes.

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, a bright ball of light appeared and quickly expanded.

Then, it suddenly exploded.

Forming a bright circle of light.

Countless electric snakes swam in all directions.

Twenty golden warriors appeared with thunder, each of them was extremely tall, like a god described in mythology.

They held halberds covered with arcs of electricity, and their cloaks were as red as the setting sun, scarlet as blood, covering armor that was more dazzling than gold.

La stood at the front and looked around.

He saw the devastated battlefield and Primarch No. 12 lying unconscious on the ground, chained like a dog.

The Primarchs were creations of the Emperor.

The newly returned Primarch No. 16 calls the Emperor "father".

The Emperor did not deny this.

That is, the Emperor recognized the Primarch as his son.

And now, this group is plotting to murder the Emperor's son.

From this moment on, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong.

Defending the dignity of the Emperor and the Empire is the most important thing.

"Kill them all." Ra's voice was extremely cold. "In the name of my Lord."

The prompt sound of the genetic engine rang in the mind of the imperial guard.

【Battle mode is on】

The Imperial Guards were already the strongest force in the empire, and after being implanted with a dedicated genetic engine, their combat effectiveness skyrocketed.

They rushed towards the enemy in tacit understanding, swinging the spears in their hands and sweeping away all the enemies they could see.

It was a one-sided massacre.

High-ranking knights, scientific technicians, and the monsters they created were all chopped into pieces by the Imperial Guards.

The battle lasted only five minutes from start to finish.

The guards and high-ranking knights of the Black Tower of Technology were slaughtered.

Broken corpses can be seen everywhere.

Blood stained the corridors and halls decorated with luxury items.

The whole scene was like Asura hell.

"Who are you?" A nobleman looked at the golden-armored warrior in front of him, shocked and angry, "Why are you attacking us?"

La did not answer, but swung his halberd and chopped the opponent into pieces.

"Number 12 remains intact and has not been illegally damaged."

The Custodians examined the unconscious Angron.

"Wake him up," said La.

The matter of the Black Tower of Technology immediately attracted the attention of all the major families in Nukeria.

But none of them dared to order a long-range attack on the Black Tower.

The magnificent battleship in orbit possesses enough terrifying firepower to reduce the entire planet to scorched earth.

The golden-armored warriors who swept through the Black Tower of Technology were obviously from that mysterious battleship.

Once the war starts, that battleship will definitely attack the entire planet.

"The guards and technicians of the Black Tech Tower are all dead. They are now guarding Angron Talka. It is obvious that they are here for him."

"Angron Talka has obvious traces of genetic engineering on his body. He may be a creation of a major force in the galaxy."

"Let them take Angron away. Ask them if there are any other conditions. All of them will be met. As long as they can be sent away, that will be fine."

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After discussion, the major families of Nuceria decided to please these golden-armored warriors.

No matter why the other party comes, they will try their best to satisfy them and avoid the outbreak of war.

At the meeting, the head of the Talka family looked unhappy.

Angron was the best gladiator of House Tarka.

If there were any other options, he would never hand the other party over.

After the meeting, each major family sent envoys to the ruined Black Tower of Technology to communicate with the golden-armored warriors.

"Dear guests, after discussion among all the major families, we have decided to give you Angron Talka. He is our strongest gladiator and is priceless."

When La heard the envoy's words, he gave a mocking smile.

"Number 12 originally belonged to the Empire, why should we give it to you as a gift?"

"You intend to harm No. 12 and treat him as a slave. This is a humiliation to the Empire and to our Lord. Go back and tell your master to commit suicide. That way, perhaps too many people will not be implicated."

"If we are allowed to do this, Nuceria will be flooded with blood."

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