Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 750 Angron doesn't care about your lives, he just needs true warriors.

Chapter 750 Angron doesn't care about your lives, he just needs true warriors.
942.M30.

Dorset Galaxy, the Hound's Fang of the 18th Company of the "World Eater" Legion.

Chief Pharmacist Garan Surak, completely encased in power armor, proudly surveyed the crowd gathered on the deck.

Forty percent of the "World Eater" company commanders attended the gathering.

Nearly half of them were handpicked and gathered by Garland himself:
9th Company Commander Gredel had proposed abandoning the idea of ​​persuading Angron to accept them, and instead having Kahn succeed as corps commander.

The think tank department that Anglon ordered to be dissolved, and its former director, Vares.

……

The other half consisted of the company commander Margo of the 18th Company, who, after bravely defying the order of the Father of Genetics to volley the dead in the Triumph Hall, spontaneously gathered around him:
Kolag, the company commander of the 21st Company, and Captra, the company commander of the 37th Company...

There is even a potential heavyweight figure, the number one "warhound," former legion commander Locke, who leads the legion's fearless monks.

He showed Locke the situation at Butcher's Nail and, together with Margot, persuaded Locke to observe the Legion's condition and their actions in order to make a final decision.

Garland was confident he could persuade Locke to follow him onto the truly bright path.

As he was pondering this, Margot, standing in the center of the crowd, steered the conversation toward Garland.

“We should pay tribute to the chief pharmacist, who found a way out for the desperate legion.”

"After we implanted the Butcher's Nail, the father of genetics changed his attitude towards us significantly."

"After we conquered Dorset, he personally streamlined the recruitment and training processes, and he began to lead the legion like a legion commander."

Among the jubilant crowd, Vares stood in the corner with a melancholy expression.

The think tank Ioka attempted to implant the Butcher's Nail, but its body immediately disintegrated.

Vares still remembers the terrifying psychic scream he let out before he died, as if he were enduring excruciating mental torture.

Vares thus understood that the structural changes in the brain made it impossible for think tanks to control their own psychic powers.

They also feel uncomfortable when they get close to the World Eaters who have transplanted the Butcher's Nails.

As a result, the father of genetics disbanded the think tank and expelled them from the Conqueror.

Vares could only stand in the shadows in the corner of the hall, deliberately ignored by everyone else.

Garland's lips curled up as he recalled the scene when Angron awoke and saw the second Primarch, the Servant Cain, who had completed the Butcher's Nail modification.

Angron smiled and extended his hand to Kahn.

“Come with me, my son.”

He led Kahn up to him, glancing at him contemptuously, and said, "You actually did it. I thought you were completely devastated by that failure."

How many can you make?

Garland recalled that he confidently replied, "Father, producing and implanting them is a trivial matter for me."

“I have already produced stable prototype replicas, which will soon be able to be implanted throughout the legion.”

“I have also created a new device that can bring the World Eaters, who are caught up in the killing and unable to control themselves, back to their senses.”

His reminder provoked his father's rage, and Anglon roared, "I don't need it, this is not my order."

He asked impatiently, "How fast?"

Garland sensed the urgency in the tone and could only respond.

“In a few hours, I will present you with a thousand offspring, recreated in your image.”

A scene flashed through Garland's mind, recalling how the Father of Genes, Angron, led the Eighth Assault Company and some soldiers from other companies to descend upon Kov, turning the entire planet into a sea of ​​blood.

He was relieved that the Butcher's Nails implanted in these people were replicas that he and other apothecaries, including Beshir, had quickly produced under pressure from Angron.

He did not waste the precious nails bestowed by the Black Emperor on those loyal to Angron, such as Kahn.

Garland learned from the pharmacist assigned to the Eighth Assault Company that Kahn and the World Eaters had never used the spray gun he was issued.

They were left in the armory, covered in dust, and not even the servants were given orders to clean them.

Garland has realized that the World Eaters, including Kahn, have embarked on a bloody path, completely disregarding the negative effects of the Butcher's Nails.

They will become bloodthirsty beasts like Angron in their wanton slaughter.

Even if Angron, as predicted by the Black Emperor, frequently donates gene seeds.

He recruited new soldiers on a large scale, not to strengthen his officer corps, but simply to obtain what he considered his true sons, warriors like his gladiator brothers.

Garan gathered his thoughts and said, "I will guide you onto a broad road."

“You have brought it to us,” Margot said loudly.

Garland looked at the delighted crowd and did not expose their illusions.

He needs time; the later they find out, the better.

Since the Black Emperor has given the order to wait, he must have already made arrangements.

He only needs to follow the divine decree.

After the gathering, Garan returned to the Central Pharmacist in the depths of the Conqueror.

He pushed the silver-white cart that had been prepared beforehand, on which was placed one-tenth of the genetic material donated by the father of genetics this month.

Garland has slowly increased the amount of genetic material remaining over the past three standard years, attributing it to the failure of modifying and implanting Butcher's Nails.

Angron never inquired about specific numbers, only caring about the increase in the number of new recruits. Garan changed into a black robe, pushed a silver-white cart to the altar, activated the "Euclid Symbol" with a ritual knife, knelt on the altar, and prayed to the Black Emperor.

Moments later, black mist rose out of thin air and engulfed Garland and the cart.

"My lord," Garan bowed respectfully, reporting on the gathering.

“...Angron needs warriors.”

Deep within the black fog, Ninglu, seated high on his throne, confirmed Garan's idea after hearing his report.

For the time being, Angron will have some fatherly affection for the offspring implanted with Butcher's Nail, especially for Cain.

But as the Butcher's Nail circulated and the killing continued, his conscious moments became shorter and shorter, he became more indifferent to his offspring, and eventually even stopped caring about his legion.

This was also a friend of Kahn's. When Aggle Tower asked him if implanting the Butcher's Nail brought the World Eater closer to his father, he sadly muttered to himself, "No, it didn't."

[What a pity, I can't keep him working for me as a laborer!] Ninglu thought regretfully.

He realized that even Old Man Huang couldn't do anything about it, and his regret vanished.

[At least I can still salvage a considerable amount; after the grand birthday celebration, Old Man Huang practically lost the entire Twelfth Army Corps.]
Ninglu looked down at Jialan and gave his orders.

“You’ve done very well, so continue in this manner.”

"Do not reveal my existence."

Even though Angron is insane, he is not easy to deal with once he discovers something is wrong.

The Devourers truly come into play during the Grand Birthday Celebration.

However, they can still play a role now.

With a flick of Ninglu's wrist, a gleaming data crystal fell into Garan's hand.

"You will encounter Hlav."

“I need their parasitic human bodies.”

Nimrod needs Lady Hera's parasitic body to study and understand them.

They can also serve as mediums for divination, ensuring the success of the divination.

Lady Hera's primordial space is neither located in the real world, nor is it in the subspace like the formless abyss.

The primordial space is a pocket dimension, existing between the real world and the subspace.

Ninglu didn't know whether the prophecy dice could complete the divination based on memory.

Before he could launch his plan against Herav, the only forces that had encountered this race were the legions of Angron and Saint Gilles.

He has no moles within the "Holy Blood Angels," so starting with the "World Eater" is the most suitable approach.

Although, apart from Ryan Eljonsson who destroyed Hlav, the "Raven Guards" also encountered Hlav in Ingra-So, that was in 999.

It was getting late, and it was close to the time he was supposed to act.

"Follow Your will."

After the black mist engulfed Garan, it sent him back to the real world.

Ninglu raised his hand again, and the silver-white cart disappeared into thin air, appearing in a palace in the first level of space, filled with cartloads of Angron's genetic material.

He then extended his spiritual reach to the metallic spiritual sphere of Rosicky Cech, the master of the forge, and after confirming that no one was around, pulled him into the "Land of Chaos".

“My lord,” Rosicky reported respectfully after bowing.

“I have studied the data crystals you gave me, mastered the standard templates for the Aurelius to manufacture power armor, and found the relevant 1.48 million formulas.”

"Dream Thief" Tierney led the "Fire Thieves" to steal the standard building template database, as well as 40.56 million formulas of principle.

After the operators at each manufacturing center regained consciousness and found that the group had all fallen unconscious, they reported it to the mechanical consul.

After investigating, Andoni found no anomalies in the operation logs.

Ultimately, the cause was attributed to the abnormality of the machine soul, which caused a conflict between the implants in their bodies and their physical bodies.

Nimrod then went through more than eight months of negotiations and reached an alliance agreement with Aurelius.

This entity was destroyed by the Fallen Horus, whose technological capabilities surpassed those of the Forge World and whose production capacity rivaled that of the Forge Worlds like Gloria, and thus became his ally.

"You shall immediately depart for Mars to join the development of the next generation of powered armor."

"You need to master the entire process of manufacturing the next generation of power armor to ensure that we can produce it independently."

Ninglu judged that even if he had taken Orius earlier, and Horus had not found STC after his fall, Kelbo-Ha would still ally with him, just the relationship would not be as stable.

After all, ever since the signing of the Olympia Treaty, many casting worlds, including Mars, have been dissatisfied with being constrained by Huang Laohan.

Nearly half of the Martian factions yearn to overthrow the Emperor's oppression and are moving closer to Om Messiah without hesitation.

Horus's promise to lift the ban is extremely attractive to them.

This is the root cause of the Martian rebellion.

Nimrod did not obtain the Mark IV armor and pinned his hopes on supplies.

"Follow Your will." The Forge Master respectfully complied and was immediately sent back to the real world.

(End of this chapter)

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