I'm a magnetic field madman

“It is right. Apart from him, everyone here is kneeling, including you—the gladiator of Nukelia, the emperor’s meat grinder, Khorne’s slave.”

"I am not a slave!"

Angron, now free, roared in agony and rage. The excruciating pain of the Butcher's Nail tormented his soul every moment. Even though his body was freed, the rage and torment etched into his heart never ceased!

He was a slave, he was, he is, and he always will be!

"So, who are you fighting for?" Bai Wujie asked in a low, amused voice.

Unbeknownst to him, his voice had acquired an incredible magic, like a bewitching deity.

“For honor, for freedom, for my brothers and sisters… for Yochuka! For Onomamos! For…”

Angron muttered in a confused and frantic voice, "For whom do I fight?"

Who was he fighting for?

He had long forgotten; the countless years of torment by the Butcher's Nail had erased his memory and thoughts. Angron was long dead.

Angron was already dead the moment the Emperor took him away from his brothers and sisters.

For countless years, he has remained enslaved by his past...

He lingered on that moment when he and his brothers and sisters were preparing to die together at sunrise at the hands of those high-ranking knights.

He didn't feel sad, even though his brothers and sisters had to eat Angron's flesh and blood to survive that night; they still felt warm and at ease.

Because their deaths will become legends of Nukelia, an indelible wound for those high-ranking knights, a glorious, joyous death...

Until that night, the man forcibly took him away from his brothers and sisters!

Remove him from relief and warmth!

Bring him into that damn cold reality!

That golden bastard looked at me with indifference, just like the gaze of those high-ranking knights!

Look at yourself with the same eyes you use to look at slaves and tools, and then tell yourself the so-called bullshit truth!

Bah! What bullshit Great Expedition, what shit about the future of humanity, what grand plan of destiny!

Let me go back, let me die in Nukelia, let me die among my brothers and sisters!

"Roar!"

Angron let out a furious and frenzied roar, as if he had returned to that moment, driven by endless rage and pain, he frantically attacked the Emperor, the so-called father who treated him as a slave!

He failed; he killed a member of the Imperial Guard, but was ultimately suppressed by the Emperor using psychic powers!

He wouldn't give himself a death; he wanted Angron to be his hound, his tool, to serve his shitty Great Crusade!

In Angron's eyes, he was more despicable than those who enslaved him... He was nothing more than a tyrant who placed so-called righteousness above Angron's mind!

Gladiator Angron is dead; Angron the Oathbreaker lives on. Since you want me to live, then I'll live on!

I will slaughter the so-called legion you entrusted to me, I will slaughter every planet I see, I will kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Having completely abandoned control of the Butcher's Spike, Angron has lost all reason. Countless people blame him for turning his warhound into a world-devourer, but why not blame the Emperor?

Even if it were that day, he would have brought himself and his brothers and sisters out with him.

Even if on that day he promises to lead his army to raze Nukelia and avenge his brothers and sisters!

Even if that day comes, he would grant himself absolute death!

Everything would not have turned out the way it did, nothing would have turned out the worst way—and all of this was deliberately done by that ruthless tyrant!

Because they believed he was beyond redemption, just like with Perturabo... because they couldn't control him, because they thought they were so worthless compared to the other "good kids," they sold them to the Chaos God!

Betrayal? I was abandoned from the very beginning, so how can there be talk of betrayal? Your choice, my result—this is exactly what you wanted to see!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Unending rage drove Angron to erupt, and his body was reshaped within the flames of fury…

"Yes, tell me, what was the reason for killing?!"

Bai Wujie laughed wildly, and crimson sea tiger battle markings began to appear above Angron's head...

"Angron, what made you kill?!"

26. Anglon, the submissive slave

An emperor is a person with countless facets.

In Lemanrus's eyes, he was a generous friend and a powerful father.

In Killieman's view, he was a perfect consul.

Horus saw him as a noble and gentle father.

In Loka's eyes, he was a walking deity.

The Emperor's psychic veil allows everyone to see the side of him they most want to see... but the main reason is that the Emperor's personality is inherently so changeable.

Calling it schizophrenia is an understatement; the very origins of emperors remain a mystery to this day…

Perhaps he really was a group of shamans who committed suicide and formed a mixture of multiple souls.

To some of the rebellious Primarchs, the Emperor was a damned bastard.

The Emperor's absolute ruthlessness is vividly displayed in some Primarchs, such as Angron and Perturabo.

Both Primarchs were considered "hopeless" offspring by the Emperor. Angron was nailed with the irreparable Butcher's Nail, and Perturabo had gazed at the Eye of Terror since childhood and had an unpredictable personality... This led the Emperor to brand them as hopeless from the very beginning of their return.

So the emperor "sold" them to the Chaos God.

Because during his game of chess with Macado, the Emperor and his Chancellor had already foreseen that half of the Primarchs would inevitably rebel, and the Emperor firmly believed in this prophecy.

But then comes the interesting and conflicting part.

When the Emperor himself admonished Conrad Cots, the Primarch of the Night Wraiths, he told him that the future and prophecies were not predetermined.

However, when it came to the question of the Primarch, he was convinced of this "prophecy" and deliberately "sacrificed" some of his children.

A man who advised his son not to get caught up in prophecies ended up selling his own son.

Perhaps the original Chagatai Khan saw through the true nature of the emperor, so he simply kept his distance.

I don't see him as a father, but simply as a "superior".

Of course, no one knows whether the Emperor really did this. Perhaps it was all just a lie by the Chaos God, or perhaps it really was the cruel Emperor's grand plan.

But no matter what, Bai Wujie definitely won't like him.

Because what he hates most in his life is people who use righteousness and lofty ideals to hold others hostage.

Even though the Emperor did indeed do as he said, and was the first and the one who sacrificed the most among all humans, it still couldn't change the fact that Bai Wujie hated.

He forced Angron to lead the warhounds, and then made peace with the slave owners of Nukelia.

Disregarding the sacrifices of the Angron siblings, he forced Angron to abandon his revenge for the sake of a grander ideal, and forced the Warhound to accept a mad Primarch.

Doesn't he know what will happen when Angron returns to the Legion?

Didn't he realize that if he had just expressed his intention to slaughter Nukelia back then, Angron might have been willing to be his loyal dog?

Bai Wujie didn't think he was qualified to criticize the Emperor. He was indeed the savior of mankind and a great savior, a great man with great love—but if Bai Wujie were Anglong, he would only do something even more outrageous than Anglong.

No one can use righteousness to blackmail him!

Just like his father tried to use so-called righteousness to deprive him of the right to compete for the position of Sea Tiger Martial God!

It's like they led a group to besiege him for some so-called righteous cause!

He absolutely hates that kind of thing, absolutely fucking hates it!

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Angron's madness, because the cruel magnetic field madman would only go further—besides, why should Primarchs have to sacrifice for the cause of humanity?

Grand narratives are a great way to make people overlook individual emotions...

It seems that anything involving a grand story makes people think that individual resistance is a foolish act.

But no matter how grand the narrative, when it comes to the individual facts, the response that comes to a person is actually unrelated to whether it is grand or not.

The dust of time is so heavy that even the Primarchs might not be able to bear it.

The concept of collective honor is completely incompatible with those with a strong magnetic field... Even someone like Shou Nan, if you dare to treat him like that, he'll make you suffer an even greater loss!

I can do whatever I want!

This is why magnetic field power, if present in the Warhammer universe, would certainly not be humanity's savior.

Because the person who can become the strongest in the magnetic field must be an absolutely self-centered person. And an absolutely self-centered person may make sacrifices, but will never willingly become a sacrifice for someone else.

Doing what I believe is right is the core principle of the character and mindset of every person with a strong magnetic field.

Whether it's good or evil, do what you believe is right without regret, and do it correctly!

Therefore, when Bai Wujie, on a whim, used his power to "corrupt" Angron's soul, the principles he put forward... were like a shape that resembled a "god" reflected in this subspace!

It is not a deity created through faith, but a tremendous light projected by the power and soul of an individual in the subspace.

Therefore, this is not a deity, but an exceptionally radiant soul!

He cannot be compared to the Four Gods or the cold sun, but he is already an undeniable light in the sea of ​​souls.

You should know that there are more than five gods in the highest heaven!

The concept of deities represented by Bai Wujie is definitely a member of "chaos"!

Self, disorder, spontaneity, freedom...

He has no concept of what is great to symbolize himself. Bai Wujie has neither the ability nor the possibility to represent a certain logic in the rules of the universe from the moment of his birth, like the Four Gods.

But without a doubt, if left to develop unchecked, the rules that this soul projection will eventually condense into a greater deity will likely be a complete disorder!

This can be understood as freedom, disorder, or even the inevitable result of increasing entropy. Unrestrained, unruly, and boundless chaos!

Of course, all of this would only be possible after Bai Wujie's soul usurped that supreme throne.

At least for now, Bai Wujie neither has nor cares to become a god in this universe.

He always clearly remembered his purpose: all his actions in this universe were solely for the purpose of perfecting his soul to become the ultimate powerhouse!

Then, return to your own universe to participate in the ultimate battle of the God of War and compete for the only spot to become a powerful being!

After that...

In any case, we'll take it one step at a time. Perhaps when we reach that point, Bai Wujie will understand why the powerful figures are still so determined to hold another ultimate battle of the Martial Gods.

Now, under the influence of Bai Wujie's thoughts and power, Angron's will has become split and distorted.

That soul, nearly torn apart by the Butcher's Nail and all the torment and suffering, could be easily split apart by the power of the White Boundless Realm.

The crimson sea tiger battle markings replaced Khorne's blasphemous symbols... and this act also allowed Angron to reshape his soul amidst a shriek!

But even though his soul was already extremely fragile, Angron was still a Primarch, a Primarch who was exceptionally sensitive to "enslavement"!

"Don't even think about enslaving me!"

Angron roared and raised his black sword in a furious roar at Bai Wujie—because in his eyes, this guy was nothing more than another bastard who wanted to turn him into a slave!

High knights, emperors, Khorne! They're all in cahoots, they all deserve to die, they fucking deserve to die!!

The roaring Angron slashed his black blade at Bai Wujie without hesitation!

The black blade burned with the flames of Khorne's fury...

Just like the "Armor of War" power armor worn by Angron, which was designed in imitation of the slave gladiators of Nukelia—they were covered with symbols and emblems of slavery.

Angron never escaped his past; he remained a slave, always has been.

“Slavery? Angron, when have I ever enslaved you?”

Bai Wujie casually lifted the Mad Giant Shark to block Angron's slash, and laughed as he looked at the face contorted with rage...

"Look at you, you can still lay a hand on me, you can still harbor murderous intent towards me..."

In a flash, Bai Wujie used the power of his other hand to shatter Angron's armor. Looking at the disheveled Primarch, he laughed wildly...

"Isn't this your greatest freedom?"

He thrust out with his claw, tearing out Angron's bright red heart!

"Slavery? To hell with slavery! Do I need that nonsense? Angron, I don't even need you to believe in my bullshit!"