Warhammer: I, the Wizard of a Thousand Sons, Reorganize the Legion

Angron's massive, mountain-like body, now devoid of soul control, looked bewildered and wide-eyed, clinging to Vashtor, who was welding the crankshaft of the demon engine, like a curious child.

"Second Uncle, what are you doing? Is this edible?"

Vastor, his hands covered in welding slag, didn't even look up. His welding torch was still sizzling in his hand. He said impatiently, "You can't eat it, Little Tu. If you keep making a fuss, go stand in the corner as punishment."

Angron's physical body obediently nodded and said he wouldn't disturb him, but while Vashtor was adjusting his welding torch, he secretly grabbed the newly polished demon engine piston rings from the table and swallowed them whole.

At this moment, Li Wei followed the direction pointed by Anglong's soul and looked at the soulless body. He was shocked to find that Anglong's body, "Little Butcher," was secretly chewing.

He was stunned. There was nothing in the secret room that humans could eat. This must be "Little Butcher" stealing the metal components.

He also remembered that in order to prevent the not-so-intelligent "Little Tu" from eating random things, he had made sure to hide everything that looked edible in the secret room.

Thinking of this, Li Wei panicked and quickly said:

"Little Tu! Spit it out!"

"Ah... Uncle, what's wrong?"

The big guy called "Little Tu" was chewing something with his mouth bulging. When he heard Daddy's voice, he turned to look at Li Wei and said indistinctly.

He said this, but his chewing motions didn't stop at all. After a few swallows, he swallowed the cold piston ring whole. Then he choked and frantically tried to pluck it back down his throat with both hands.

Vastor, belatedly realizing what was happening, suddenly put down his welding torch, grabbed Xiao Tu's hands, who didn't know how to deal with the foreign object in his throat, and, amidst Xiao Tu's whimpering struggles, extended two fingers and pried the piston ring, covered in saliva and machine oil, out from deep in his throat.

Enraged, Vashtor threw the piston rings onto the workbench, wiped his drool, grabbed a rusty wrench, and began to whip Xiao Tu's buttocks hard.

Vashtor's practiced movements revealed that this was not the first time such a thing had happened.

"Lord Li Wei, my physical body really is a glutton, but how did it suddenly gain sentience?"

Angron's soul looked at his own physical body in this comical state, then looked helplessly at Li Wei and asked with a curious expression.

"This..." Li Wei pondered for a moment, then said, "I don't know what happened to your physical body, but judging from the current situation, it's possible that the Butcher's Nail gave birth to a completely new machine soul."

"It might not be a machine spirit..." Li Wei thought to himself.

The machine spirit has preferences and temperaments, but it is definitely not like "Little Butcher" who possesses Angron's body, which has a clear sense of self and emotions.

If I had to put it that way, Angron's soulless body, though capable of understanding information and executing instructions, is more like a wet component, but that's not the definition of a wet component.

Wet components are computing cores made from biological tissue; they have computing power but no self-awareness.

Li Wei watched as Vashtor, hands on his hips, pinched the ear of the tall, obediently bending down to cooperate with the weight of Angron's body with the tip of his wrench, and lectured him incessantly.

He was also bewildered by the monster before him, which could eat and fight, possessed Primarch-level combat power, but had the intelligence of a three-year-old child.

What exactly is it?

He only remembered that a day ago, he and Vashtor had joined forces to completely separate Angron's soul from his body, which had been thoroughly corrupted by the Butcher's Nails.

Because the process had taken too long, it aggravated the lingering pain in Livina's chest from his previous injury. After temporarily sealing Angron's soul, he returned to the rest room arranged by Vashtor to rest.

A few hours later, Li Wei, who was resting not far from the secret chamber, vaguely heard Vashtor's angry curses and the sound of metal clashing and cracking.

Li Wei hurriedly returned to the secret chamber, and as soon as he stepped inside, he heard a heart-wrenching cry.

"Dad, Mom hit me and won't let me eat."

"What?" Li Wei stared blankly at the utterly absurd scene before him.

Vashtor, doing his utmost to stop Angron from frantically stuffing nuts and bolts from the metal box into his mouth, caught sight of Livy approaching and shouted:

"Li Wei, quickly pull this glutton away!"

"Hmm!" Although Li Wei couldn't understand the situation before him, especially seeing that Angron's soul was still perfectly sealed in the crystal bottle on the worktable next to him, his mind became even more confused. But he still joined forces with Vashtor to firmly press Angron's body to the ground.

After questioning Vashtor, Li Wei learned the general situation.

That is, after Li Wei went back to rest, Vashtor was continuing to polish the transmission gears of the demon engine when he suddenly noticed that Angron's body suddenly opened its eyes, then shouted "I'm hungry" and began to devour any metal parts it could grab.

Subsequently, Livy and Vashtor went to great lengths, especially after Vashtor's strong protest, to correct the erroneous title of Angron, who called himself "Butcher's Nail."

After the Butcher's Nail's arguments proved fruitless, he simply changed Livy's title to "Big Father" and Vashtor's title to "Second Father."

Li Wei disliked the name "Butcher's Nail" and renamed it "Little Butcher," but he hadn't decided on a formal name yet.

As for why "Little Tu" wasn't locked up but instead allowed to roam freely, it was because Li Wei had other ideas in mind.

He needs to cultivate a relationship with "Little Butcher" in order to indirectly control the World Devourer Legion.

The most important thing is that after "Little Butcher" took over Angron's body, Li Wei discovered that his mind control from the Sky Owl School had failed, and he could not use his mind magic to control Angron's body, which was now devoid of a soul.

This is enough to prove the mystery of "Little Butcher". Li Wei used his eyes, which can analyze all things, to scan it up and down and could only determine that there was no trace of pollution from the four Chaos Gods.

This convinced him of Vashtor's explanation that "Little Butcher" was a miraculous creation of the warp.

To prove that he had not secretly modified Angron's body, Vashtor created "Little Butcher," citing a series of examples from the Warp, claiming that the birth of "Little Butcher" was a miracle sent down by the original creator of the vast ocean of the Warp.

Just as Li Wei was lost in thought, he heard Anglong's voice.

"Yeah?"

Angron's spirit touched his smooth head, free of the Butcher's Nail, and felt incredibly relaxed.

Moreover, he already knew his fate: to be crammed into the unfinished, four-limbed, mountain-like war machine in the center of a nearby secret chamber, to serve as its pilot.

After all, the size of the cockpit above the engine was a perfect match for the size of his own soul body, as if it were tailor-made for him.

This war machine, covered in twisted runes and gears, was crafted by the humanoid creature in the gray robes not far away. It exudes a cold, confining aura. If a soul were to enter it, it would surely feel endless loneliness and eternal bondage. But Angron seemed indifferent to it.

"Hehe!" Anglong felt an unprecedented sense of relief. Without the torment of the Butcher's Nail day and night, he felt that being stuffed into this strange machine was not so unacceptable.