I'm a magnetic field madman

Without even lifting a finger, the powerful magnetic field emanating from Angron instantly stunned all the aliens on the dock! And in that instant, the light from the Emerald Lighthouse shone directly on Angron!

Unconcerned that the entire defenses of Ulthuan were instantly activated, Angron simply grinned as he drew his black sword.

"Perfect timing, I still have some scores to settle with you guys!"

125. Irregular seizures

What's it like to have a brother who's simple-minded and always giving up?

For Guilliman, Angron's actions, given his past as a traitor, undoubtedly made things much easier for him.

Communicating with Angron is no longer impossible or difficult, and there's no need to overthink it; just state the facts.

Guilliman himself was a man with a thousand schemes... but he preferred to be with his simple-minded and straightforward brothers.

Guilliman would keep his distance from someone as cunning and scheming as Ryan.

However, such people also have a downside: when they go crazy, they don't care about the occasion or even the reason.

After all, he's a purebred magnetic field madman...

Moreover, it's understandable that Angron would act crazy here, since he truly has a blood feud with the Eldar!

If a group of Eldar hadn't gone mad because they prophesied that Angron would destroy them in the future... and hadn't gone to Nukelia in advance to kill Angron, none of this would have happened!

It was precisely because this group of Eldar failed in their madness and were instead killed by Angron, who was still an infant, that the severely injured Angron was captured by those high-ranking knights and later raised as a slave gladiator.

After much thought, it's likely that Angron overexerted himself as the Primarch in order to repel the Eldar...

Just like Horus, he degenerated from a Primarch to a "mortal" stage—otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily manipulated by those high-ranking knights, and he wouldn't have ended up with such a tragic fate.

In any case, Angron's unfortunate life can be attributed to the Eldar's madness!

However, these idiots reaped what they sowed. The Eldar who made the prophecy about Angron did so because they angered Angron, and later, during the Great Rebellion, he caught them red-handed... which is why he chased them down and wiped them out completely.

So, this is yet another stupid story of a prophecy coming true in an attempt to prevent it from happening...

But Angron didn't think that far ahead. He had endured everything for Sintira and for Guilliman... but now, these long-eared creatures of Ulthuan were so openly provoking him—

Although Angron loathed the emperor, there was one thing he inherited from his father.

That's absolute, fucking loathing for aliens!

With old grudges and new ones all settled now, Angron has absolutely no intention of tolerating this time!

"You long-eared bastards, I've always wanted to find an opportunity to slaughter billions of you and then hand you over to Slaanesh for his enjoyment, not for any other reason than to see you suffer!"

Angron gripped the black sword tightly, grinning maliciously. He felt the light of all of Ulthuan locked onto him, and countless psionic weapons were ready to turn him to dust at any moment!

But so what? Angron is unhappy, and he has to vent it! Angron feels uncomfortable, and he's going to do it!

"Angron!!"

Guilliman sternly rebuked his brother for acting crazy, but could he control Angron?

No, absolutely not!!

"Guilliman! There's no room for compromise with these bastards! You have to stand up for yourselves, or these punks will only look down on us!"

"Kill! Let's fucking fight first, fight with dignity and spirit! Guilliman, I'm not you, I don't understand or want to get involved in politics!"

Angron grinned maliciously as he focused the powerful magnetic field. Without a doubt... this power was overwhelmingly immense for the Eldar of Ulthuan!

The violent magnetic field power shot straight into the sky, instantly attracting the attention of countless magnetic field experts from the Spirit Clan...

Wow! Who is this expert who has arrived?!

No one knows for sure, but there's no doubt he'll be able to wreak havoc on the Spirit Race's territory.

Such provocation immediately attracted many powerful magnetic field experts from the Spirit Race, including the Phoenix Lord. They flew in and angrily surrounded Guilliman and his group, unleashing a barrage of foul language...

"That damn monkey, how dare he run wild on our turf!!"

"Even if you are some damn Primarch, I'll beat you to your knees and drag you back to Lady Everene as her sex slave today!!"

A whole bunch of voices chimed in, and these Spirit Race Martial Gods who had gained magnetic field power under Blood Shark's command were just that confident.

Moreover, speaking such rude language makes it hard to believe that this is a group of bean sprouts who were not long ago known for their "elegance in not speaking human language".

Angron chuckled as he looked at the group of men dressed in cloaks and tight-fitting clothes...

"What? Why has everyone's fashion sense suddenly become so terrible? Are capes and vests some kind of national treasure for you?"

When Angron said this, he selectively ignored the fact that he himself had not long ago been a man in a cape and vest.

"You lowly trash, you vile animals! You think you can do whatever you want just because you've learned how to rotate magnetic fields? In my eyes, you're all just unskilled pigs!!"

Angron laughed wildly as he drew his black sword, unleashing a magnetic force of 930,000 horsepower that completely swept across the entirety of Ulthuan!

Countless Eldar saw the enormous, jet-black shark that seemed to materialize into reality... and for a moment they even mistook it for the War Lord going mad again!

But it's different, completely different.

Even though both were filled with killing intent, compared to the Blood Shark, which indiscriminately unleashed its killing intent on all targets, this jet-black giant shark's targeting of the Spirit Race was so obvious.

Sigh, with such a terrifying demon god entering Ulthuan, the Eldar are likely doomed this time.

"He's an expert! Everyone, retreat quickly!!"

"Croak, how can we possibly withstand such power?"

The arrogant Spirit Race magnetic field experts, who had been so arrogant just moments before, were instantly rendered immobile by Angron's powerful force, emitting a cacophony of croaks. Meanwhile, Guilliman and Chawada, who had been cursing, could only grip their weapons tightly.

If Angron continues his madness, then he will have no choice but to temporarily abandon treatment and diplomatic issues—there are some things that cannot be compromised with the Xenomorphs!

But then, accompanied by a joyful laugh, a blood-red shark swooped wildly through the void and instantly appeared before the pitch-black giant shark!

"It's the War Lord! The War Lord has arrived!!"

"Where's Lord Blood Shark? Defeat that monkey!!"

Cheers erupted, while Bloodshark stared at Angron, who in turn stared back at Bloodshark. Before everyone's eyes, the two of them first approached, and then—

Without any warning, the two of them ended up embracing each other.

They were like brothers who hadn't seen each other for centuries, laughing and embracing each other, and began talking as if no one else was around, amidst countless bewildered stares.

"You practice the Heavenly Martial Killing Path? What a coincidence, I also practice the Heavenly Martial Killing Path, hehehe..."

"Blood Shark? Hmm, I thought it was that Giant Shark King who came. But it's okay, you look quite pleasing to the eye."

"brother!!"

"Good brother!!"

Beneath those incomprehensible faces of both humans and Eldar...

The two lunatics started laughing and calling each other brothers the moment they met.

Just as everyone laid down their weapons, Blood Shark and Angron suddenly attacked each other without saying a word!

"Tianwu Duanshengdao!!"

"Tianwu breaks the heart!!"

Without hesitation, two powerful moves from the Heavenly Martial Killing Path clashed instantly, only to be neutralized by the opponent...

The powerful force carried them directly towards the Sea of ​​Avalon in an instant!

Despite the sudden attack, these two guys actually showed no malice or anger whatsoever.

They were like two magnetic poles attracting each other, naturally drawn together and then began to interact.

Water droplets filled the air as they were swept up by the surging tide...

Even through the depths of the ocean, you can still hear the sounds of the two madmen fighting in Naga Lund below, along with the deafening roar of the city!

After a long five-second silence, Evelynn was the first to put away her weapon, sighing helplessly...

"Let's pretend nothing happened before. Primarch, let's continue the work we haven't finished."

“Alright.” Guilliman naturally had no objections, and after the antics of those two lunatics, Angron and Blood Shark, the previously hostile atmosphere had dissipated considerably.

After all, they had reached a consensus on one point—when everyone has to appease the crazy person next to them, they are all powerless to help themselves.

Guilliman and his party finally landed successfully on Ulthuan, and considering the relationship between the two sides... they were generously allowed to bring their own weapons into the Eldar.

This may be the first time in ten thousand years that a large group of fully armed Astartes has entered the alien city with the goal and outcome of "peace." How should I put it? It is groundbreaking, but also full of an indescribable sense of strangeness.

They didn't linger; they passed through a portal and entered the Eternal Council.

Of course, only Guilliman and Chagatai were allowed to enter.

After calming his men, Guilliman led his brothers into the imposing council chamber.

"Welcome, Primarch of Man who has traveled a long way."

At the Eternal Council, the High Prophet Eldrad, seated on the Crystal Throne of the Chief, was the first to express his welcome, while the Phoenix Lords and councilors from the Ark Worlds on his left and right also displayed different attitudes.

Some remained silent, some were disdainful, some harbored hatred, and some were filled with keen interest.

Looking at this group of guys, Guilliman had some very interesting thoughts—

He seemed to be seeing a Highlords meeting, of course, the Eldar version.

It seems that in the process of diplomacy with these Eldar, I can fully simulate the experience of dealing with those Highlords in the future.

Then Guilliman spoke...

126. Eldar Empire, Covenant, Human Empire

Diplomacy is a shameless and tedious thing.

Strip away the glamorous facade of civilization that nations often wear...

Diplomacy is nothing more than a scene where shameless people representing their respective countries set conditions for each other and pursue the maximization of their own interests.

Weaklings have no right to engage in diplomacy; only the strong and powerful have the right to speak in this arena.

In this galaxy, the only races that are qualified and willing to sit down for a discussion are, at most, humans and Eldar.

As for the rest, do you expect the Greenskins and Terrans to talk diplomacy with you?

Or are you planning to deal with chaos and space necromancy?

Even though the Eldar still couldn't shake their inherent arrogance and viewed humans as a superior monkey civilization...

However, this does not change the fact that the two were once incredibly close in terms of their level of civilization.

The dark age of human power, when it was at its peak, coincided with the Eldar's most decadent period—of course, the Eldar also have something to say about that.

Even at our worst, our civilization was more powerful than yours at its strongest. What right do you have to talk to me?

Qualifications? What's the point of a down-on-their-luck person talking about their ancestors' past wealth? No matter how profound your civilization or how ancient your heritage...

Damn it, now that we're down on our luck, all those things are just worthless junk that people can plunder at will!

Although the Human Empire is corrupt, it is still the undisputed number one power in the galaxy. What level are you Eldar, daring to act arrogantly in front of me?

In short, even if the people at this table are either demigods or archphages—professions that seem prestigious—when it comes to diplomatic cooperation, it becomes a nauseating quagmire of protracted conflict.

Cooperation is bound to continue, but the roles and interests of both sides will require detailed back-and-forth negotiations.

Therefore, Chagatai had no intention of participating at all, and simply found a place to sit down and become a statue after Guilliman began his diplomacy.

However, Guilliman did not come away empty-handed after the long and drawn-out wrangling... During the exchange, he had gained a clear understanding of the current situation of the Eldar "empire".

After absorbing the vast majority of the Ark Eldar and Dark Eldar in the Milky Way, a small portion of the Savage Eldar, and some Eldar pirates and clowns... the Eldar Empire's total population is now barely over 100 billion.

Is it a lot? Not really. The total population of the entire Ulthuan is less than that of Terra.

However, if all of these people are Eldar, Guilliman must be wary.

The quality of Eldar soldiers is completely incomparable to that of human soldiers, and even among the Eldar, not every single person is a soldier...

However, the innate talents they possess allow each Eldar to perform at a level far exceeding that of ordinary human soldiers on the battlefield.

Moreover, the Eldar are not lacking in the ability to mass produce units. The Dark Eldar's cloning technology far surpasses that of the Kriegs in both quantity and quality. When necessary, their unit production speed will definitely not be slow!

Not to mention that trained Eldar warriors are fully comparable to Astartes... and now there's the unexpected factor of a rotating magnetic field...

Moreover, even setting all that aside, the Eldar's greatest advantage is not in individual qualities or those ancient psionic weapons, but in their extensive network of tunnels!

Ulthuan sits at the heart of the Webpaths, and the unification of the Eldar means that the armies of an entire empire can freely control the Webpaths throughout the region.