Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 104 94.Kahn saw Angron for the first time

In the years when destiny was flowing normally, his life was the tragedy of a coward.

His adoptive father turned into fragmented flesh and blood in the roar of the Butcher's Nail, and his comrades turned into withered bones in the war song of the slave owner's army.

And he didn't have time to do anything.

He would rather die on this piece of red sand than become a speck of dust in the vast sky.

But he escaped.

It wasn't his choice, he never had a choice.

Perhaps he once had the power called choice, but the roar of anger swallowed up everything——

All that remains is rage and sorrow.

War Hound, the future.

"Nuthria."

Kahn, the commander of the 8th company, stood beside the holographic projection planet, and the blue fluorescence shone on his smooth power armor, which was smooth and serious.

After receiving instructions from the commander of the Twelfth Legion, Kahn led his company and was ordered to patrol this star field——

to find their genetic origin.

In this area, there are not many planets colonized by humans, and even fewer planets with higher levels of civilization.

Nusria is one of them.

Towering mountains covered with snow all year round, lush forests, tall city walls decorated with silk flags, and bustling cities.

Technology and culture have reached a delicate balance. The high productivity brought by technology can even support the prosperous arena entertainment on the planet.

It has to be said that even after Kahn went on expeditions to various planets with the expeditionary corps, Enuthria's landforms and cultural level were still considered a very beautiful planet in his eyes.

If the Warhounds ever found their Primarch father, Kharn would certainly hope that his father was on such a beautiful planet.

Compared to the crowded and noisy hive planet, compared to the dim and depressing agricultural planet, and compared to the barren and depleted death planet, their original body must have a beautiful home planet.

Just like Lord Guilliman of the Thirteenth Legion, the charismatic Macragge, or Lord Dorn of the Seventh Legion, the serious Phalanx is silent in the universe.

Their lord should be the king of a dazzling planet, standing in his castle.

Kahn carefully observed the planetary landscape scanned by the War Hound and looked at the towering fortresses.

Something in the depths of blood and soul calls to the Hounds of War, and it's right here.

Kahn thought.

He couldn't wait to contact the humans on this planet.

No, think about the words of the legion commander, be cautious, be cautious, Kahn.

If the Primarch of the War Hounds was truly on this planet, he would need to make a good impression on his father.

He wanted their primarch to know—

The War Dog will be his most glorious battle axe.

"Sanger, send the Empire's meeting request to this planet."

Kahn turned back and began to deploy.

His brothers stood behind him, their hearts beating vigorously, and a vague premonition told them——

right here.

Nuthria, the noble fortress.

The meeting with the planet's ruling class went surprisingly well.

There was no resistance at all, or a temptation to flatter them. After a preliminary understanding of the scale and military strength of the empire, the rulers of this planet quickly opened the door of this planet to them.

The ruling class here even owns the rare stc.

The rulers put forward conditions to surrender to the empire, hand over STC, and pay tithes on time, but the condition was that the empire would not directly interfere with the class management of this planet, and at the same time ensure that the ruling class here remained firmly on the throne.

sure.

If it were another planet, a planet with a high degree of compliance, rich resources, and STC could be captured without any blood in a short period of time.

Legions that complete this task will surely be honored by the Empire.

but not now.

Kahn wears sparkling power armor that wipes the ground. Badges symbolizing past glory are meticulously embellished on his armor, and small arcs appear on the smooth armor.

Behind Kahn, the most elite soldiers of the 8th Company stood on the spot, their armors also polished and polished.

Kahn looked at the potbellied middle-aged man in front of him impatiently.

The man was slightly bald, and revealed a smooth cunningness that made war dogs disgusted.

Why is the ruler of this planet not their Primarch?

Their primarch is not on this planet?

Or is it that their Primarch doesn't like the intrigues of these mortals and is currently focusing on his own interests?

When Kahn had silently counted the sixteenth world he had conquered, the middle-aged man who disgusted him finally closed his mouth and looked at him with a flattering expression.

Caution, Kahn, caution.

Kahn took a deep breath and said in his most serious voice,

"The 8th Company of the Twelfth Legion accepts Nusria's proposal."

"After this, other departments of the empire will come to this planet and bring him under the rule of the empire."

Usually the first imperial department to come is always the tax department, or it is the mechanical sage who rushes to do archeology.

"Originally, the next affairs of this planet should be handed over to other departments."

"But as Commander Kahn of the Eighth Company of the Twelfth Legion, we would like to seek your help in the name of the Legion."

Hearing that these tall and mighty warriors who looked like heavenly generals were asking for help from him, the middle-aged man opposite was ecstatic and asked hurriedly,

"May I ask what your guest's request is? We will try our best to help."

As long as he has good relations with these people who claim to be the empire, wouldn't Denisovich's dominance be completely solid?

Those aristocratic children who hid safely behind their families and pushed him out to face outsiders should regret it!

From now on, the Taplov family will be firmly at the top of Nusria!

Denisovich showed his most sincere smile and looked at the giant opposite,

"We are looking for a lord in Nusria."

"He will be the master of our legion."

Find someone?

"What are the characteristics of the adult you are looking for?"

The soldier opposite him was stuck for a long time before he slowly said,

"Extremely tall and at the same time stands out from the crowd."

"only these?"

"only these."

The warrior opposite him was silent again.

Denisovich immediately began to think about whether there was anyone outstanding among the noble families he knew.

"Okay, I'll go look for it right now."

Seeing that Kahn didn't want to talk about it anymore, Denisovich immediately took over and agreed with a smile on his face.

Kahn, who was sitting opposite him, was not as calm as he appeared.

Generally speaking, when it comes to standing out from the crowd, if the Primarch was really on this planet, the locals would have responded.

Maybe their primarch really isn't here?

But the blood connection told him that Kahn was already where they should be.

Could it be that their primarch was completely different from the other primarchs?

Kahn did not dare to say much else. For example, the person he was looking for landed from the air. In a considerable part of the original body retrieval, this part would be concealed or distorted by the locals, so it was inconvenient for him to mention it.

He did not dare to say that his Primarch was perfect or handsome, because Kahn knew that some Primarchs were not like this.

irritable.

Kahn watched the 3,007 nobles try to demonstrate his nobility to him. Sweat and powder mixed together on his powdered face.

These scum want to take advantage of the Legion.

He wished he could just pull out his blaster and kill the sissy across from him.

"Not him, next."

"Ah, sir, maybe I am really what you are looking for. I have felt that my family is not worthy of me since I was a child."

After being forcibly pulled down, the noble boy was still struggling to say something.

Anger, irritation at being teased.

What the hell was he doing, wasting precious Great Crusade time playing stupid house games here?

Kahn has no time or patience to waste away here. The original master of the Twelfth Legion must not be here.

Perhaps the previous induction was just an illusion, even now it is provoking Kahn's reason.

It's time for them to go.

Feeling the faint anger of the giant next to him, Denisovich immediately spoke, trying to please the adult.

"Don't worry, sir. Maybe we can expand the scope of the search to include civilians."

In fact, the first few columns of the list of nobles provided by Denisovich are all the names of families who bribed him.

Kahn snorted.

How could his lord primarch stoop down among the common people!

But even so, Kahn agreed.

"Um."

Leaving a few war dog brothers here to watch, he will take the remaining 8th Company to search for other planets.

However, Denisovich, who often hung out in aristocratic circles, immediately heard Kahn's dissatisfaction.

No, he has already told other families harsh words, he must seize this opportunity!

"Um, sir, do you want to leave?"

Kahn nodded silently.

Denisovich is not the kind of useless aristocrat who has no brains. Of course, he knows that he cannot directly stop the opponent at this time.

"I'm sorry that we couldn't find the person you are looking for, but as a member of the first family of Nusria, I, Denisovich, swear that I will continue to search for you."

"Um."

Kahn is quite satisfied with this nobleman who doesn't mess around.

"My lord, do you want to go to the arena before leaving? My family owns the largest arena in Nusria."

Arena?

From his previous understanding, Kahn knew that the nobles of Nusria liked to capture slaves and throw them into the gladiatorial arena to fight.

These nobles who like to watch others fight are all oily and powdery themselves.

Well, maybe we can go to the gladiatorial arena to see if there are any newcomers suitable for the Twelfth Legion.

As a war dog that prefers close combat, this kind of close combat is of course one of Kahn's hobbies.

He asked over the comm channel, seeking the opinions of the management war dogs around him.

Finally, Kahn said,

"Okay, before we leave, let's go to the arena."

Nusria, the first arena.

The outer wall surrounding a huge column towers straight into the sky. The earth-yellow wall has long been soaked in blood, exuding bursts of blood energy.

This is the largest arena in Nusria, and countless men and women in gorgeous clothes are sitting on the viewing platform and cheering!

The host stood on the stage, Nusria's unique electroshock suspended speakers were flying in the huge venue, and the host's sharp and humorous words came out from time to time.

"Behold, once again our undefeated sons of the mountains have defeated the ferocious beasts!"

"Unfortunately, this beast has never been defeated before, but the number of slaves it swallowed is finally fixed here——"

"Four hundred and thirty-nine, yes, I bet before that it can eat four hundred and forty, haha."

However, the host's self-mockery was interrupted by the sudden arrival of the slave-catching army.

The knight wearing the armor of the slave-owning family whispered a few words to the host——

Then the host's high-pitched words resounded through the sky again,

"Good news, friends!"

"The lord called the Empire will soon come to the First Arena,"

"Our Lord Denisovich of the Plov family has ordered that the strongest warrior in the arena fight the strongest beast today!"

"Blessed are you all here today! This is destined to be a battle recorded in the history of Nusria, let us cheer!!!"

Revel, whistle, shout!

"Son of the mountain! Son of the mountain!"

A huge beat of applause began to thunder.

Denisovich appeared with a sneer on his face. He led everyone from the exclusive family entrance behind the arena to the slow entrance and entered the best viewing platform directly in front of the arena.

On the viewing platform, the carefully carved patterns and the deliberately reinforced glass and walls reveal the huge financial resources of the Plov family.

Dazzling sunlight shines in from the entire glass table, illuminating half of the interior wall.

Kahn turned back absently to accept the flattery of the nobles, and then sat down casually.

Behind him, the other elite war dogs who followed him were all surrounded by scantily clad noble women and had no time to care about anything else.

Kahn sighed, farce, there is no need to stay long.

Kahn is not good at diplomacy with this kind of planet. Usually these are the tasks of the Luna Wolves or Ultramarines.

Just watch the show and leave, thinking it's a favor to this nobleman who actively helped them.

Kahn certainly knew what Denisovich was planning.

After finally getting the nobleman behind him to get away, Kahn sighed again, moved his head over, and looked down at the arena—

He stood up immediately.

Kahn, stalled.

The blood is flowing.

Realizing that something was wrong with Kahn, the other war dogs violently pulled away the women beside them and moved their gazes——

They didn't move either.

It was as if the heartbeat had stopped.

"Ah, sir? What's wrong? Sir?"

The flattering voices of the nobles were still echoing harshly, but these voices disappeared in Kahn's ears like distorted tapes.

He stood on the highest platform, among the gorgeous buildings decorated with gold, silver and jewels, staring intently at the slave fighters in the mud pit at the bottom.

He stood in the red-stained blood pit of his comrades. He stood next to the huge corpse of the beast. The roar of the butcher's nails rose wildly, and blood fell down his bared fangs. He looked angrily at the slave master on the high platform.

Kahn's mind went blank.

Dead silence.

For a long time, as if a century had passed, Kahn's weak and almost unrecognizable voice sounded from the communication channel,

Caution, Kahn, caution.

But his mind went blank and thinking became difficult, like a stuck doll.

"Immediately block the external communication channel of this planet, launch an orbital attack on the planet's large-scale air defense equipment, and call the Twelfth Legion's flagship team to come immediately."

"Supreme order, call the entire legion immediately."

"."

"Prepare the extermination order."

Kahn murmured.

The communication channel was closed after a stab, and almost instinctive words sounded, but Kahn still felt that his blood froze.

A word they had been thinking about was stuck in his throat, but they couldn't say it.

Kahn held the chain blade on his chain axe. The sound of broken power armor sounded and blood flowed down. This made him feel that he was standing on the ground.

"Father."

he said softly.

Blood dripped down.