Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"What's going on outside?" Perturabo asked loudly as soon as Lin Fan's figure appeared. His whole body was loaded into a prismatic device, including an oriole, a sound array, and psychic communication runes. Everything. During the Battle of Bietan Ark, Perturabo relied on this device to efficiently command the deployment and mobilization of tens of millions of expeditionary troops. Now that the battle is over, Perturabo is still distracted by the post-war reorganization of the army. Work.

Lin Fan found a place to sit down, and then he began to briefly talk about the situation outside.

"The forge world of Agrippina exploded, and a huge gap was opened. This gap became the place where Slaanesh and Khorne fought. With my help, Slaanesh gained the upper hand and sucked Khorne into kidney failure. , but Slaanesh has also eaten his own belly, and both gods are now very weak."

"Slaanesh said that Tzeentch had detonated his divine power. We don't know what the plan is yet. But I decided to deal with the problem of Cadia first. Abaddon is probably still besieging Cadia. Why? Scarlet Road puts in the effort.”

After finishing speaking, Lin Fan put the bag in his hand in front of everyone, pointed at these things and said, "I also brought back Angron. These are the only ones left. You guys figure out what to do."

Perturabo, Dorn, Jaghatai, and Fulgrim were still confused after hearing the first half of Lin Fan's words, but they immediately became energetic when they heard the words Angron. Even Coze, who had a cold look on his face from afar, stretched his neck slightly and raised his brows to cast a curious look.

Perturabo didn't get out of the device, he just sent a Drone to get a closer look.

Fulgrim, who was once the Prince of Slaanesh, clearly recognized the material of the bag. He slowly opened the bag with black lines on his face.

The strong smell of blood hit his face, and Fulgen frowned. He even felt nauseous under the smell of blood.

Under the gaze, a butcher's nail appeared with a gurgling blood.

The details of the ferocious appearance corresponded one-to-one with the cruel parts in the memories of the Primarchs. This was either a crude replica imitated by their father, or the original Butcher's Nail worn by Angron himself.

Perturabo sighed, seeing the Butcher's Nail reminded him of many past events. He told subordinate units to follow the plan he had written, then stepped down from the device and stared at the Butcher's Nail with his own eyes.

"Why is there still a Butcher's Nail?" Dorn asked from the side, "Not to mention that Angron became a demon in the ceremony organized by Lorgar. I remember that Saint Leth uprooted his Butcher's Nail."

"Although the plasticity of subspace is changeable and complex, it is not traceable." The speaker was Fulgen. As a former demon prince, he was very familiar with these things. "A person's physical body is made of carbon, calcium, and iron. The material composition of the class. The composition principle of a person's non-material form is not much different. Memory is the big part of shaping the non-material form. The rest depends on your control of the soul and the interest of the evil god. There is one The more a thing is deeply impressed and indelible in your memory, the more the shape you show will be biased towards that memory. I think this is the case with Angron's Butcher's Nail, which has troubled Angron all his life. So much so that when Lorgar wanted to relieve his pain through demon promotion, the Butcher's Nail was still firmly rooted in his soul and was difficult to abandon."

"Then why does your demon body prefer a kind of pink and purple eel? Can we talk about it?" Perturabo asked the question that Dorn also wanted to ask. Fulgrim's face darkened and he just told him to talk later.

Fulgrim's explanation makes some sense, but it's not entirely correct. Angron's Butcher's Nail was more influenced by Khorne. Lorgar had not figured out the temperament of the Four Gods at that time. He only thought that Angron would be free as long as he had the demon's non-material body. But it was obvious that Khorne didn't want to see a regained consciousness of Angron, so he simply placed the Butcher's Nail deep in Angron's soul.

Lorgar felt that he had done a good deed by upgrading Angron, because if he had not done so, Angron would have been tortured to death by the Butcher's Nail.

But the World Eaters legion under Angron didn't think so. After becoming a demon, Angron became even more demented. Originally, he was just angry and pessimistic in the dual physical and psychological pain.

Although he seems to be killing without mercy, he can still communicate with his brothers and even write books.

After he became a demon, Angron lost all his charm as the primarch. The Lord of the Red Sand who could overturn the 410-ton War Dog Titan with just his body was gone, leaving only a scarlet beast huddled in a corner, roaring and crying.

Because of his demonic ascension, Angron cannot stay long in the real universe. In order to keep his old father by his side, the World Eaters legion stopped at every inhabited planet on the path of the Great Rebellion, using blood to maintain Angron's existence.

The slow progress of the World Eaters Legion naturally aroused Perturabo's dissatisfaction. After negotiations failed, Perturabo chose to use heavy artillery to tame the beast. The World Eaters Legion was indeed unstoppable under the leadership of Angron, but their unplanned assault could only be cleverly divided and surrounded by Perturabo. In the end, Angron was left alone and helpless under the sky full of cannonballs and Perturabo. There was a moment of silence under Labo's heavy hammer.

But that battle was not easy. Angron continued to repair his broken body with the blessing of Khorne's power. If Khorne was not looking forward to the outbreak of the Battle of Terra, Perturabo would not be able to survive Angron. Taking too much advantage in front of me.

Of course Perturabo could remember this, but his mood now was completely different from that then.

At that time, he only thought that Angron was a waste, a lunatic who could not understand human speech. But now that he and Lin Fan had violently reviewed his life experiences several times, Perturabo felt that he was not qualified to evaluate Angron. Long.

Lin Fan: You are still talking about Angron. Take a look at yourself. When you were under the emperor, you rushed to take jobs that even Angron wouldn't take. When you go to work under Horus, he asks you to retrieve Angron who has lost his mind. At that time, you still felt that Horus valued you. If you think about it carefully, wasn't Horus just prostituted you for free, just like the emperor? No one on the rebel side took the job, but you rushed to take it.

Perturabo: Ahhhh! (Throw away your job)

Therefore, among the primarchs, Perturabo had the most complicated mentality when facing this Butcher's Nail.

"Then how do we deal with these things? Use demonic rituals to reshape Angron? What if he still disowns his relatives after he wakes up?" Perturabo looked at the other brothers, and the Primarchs shook their heads. No one could do anything Come up with a suggestion for a proper placement of these items.