Golden radiance paved the way before him, and the Golden Custodes stood around him, protecting his safety as always with their bodies. The great Emperor of Mankind sat on his golden throne, seeing blood and iron, seeing an extremely enraged soul. A mirror appeared before him, showing the future of a madman.
That raging furnace, stepping on countless corpses.
He rubbed his temples; this was indeed a fragment of the future. Just as he was about to continue focusing.
"Great Emperor, Nuceria has arrived."
The Emperor of Mankind withdrew his gaze from the deep river of fate. He nodded at his Custodes commander, but what he didn't notice was that…
A tiny crack appeared in the fragment… "For Angron!"
A roar erupted. Oedipus raised the power sword in his hand, looking at the massive figure in the distance, his eyes filled with admiration.
With a shrill alarm, Angron used the scream to swat a house dog, which then crashed into a wall and died instantly.
"nail! Can't you just turn off this city's alarm for me?!"
The noisy sound irritated Angron. Even though it signaled the death of these house dogs and Slave Masters, the piercing sound was extremely annoying to Angron!
"Listen! Big boy! I'm in the middle of a war with Nuceria's Tech-Priests for control of the city wall's weapons!"
"I don't have time for these trivial matters!"
System AI complained.
This was the fourth Hive City they had attacked. In less than three months, they had already captured three cities, including Maldon. Seeing the War Hounds' ferocity, the Slave Masters finally couldn't sit still, because Angron had completely threatened their rule!
Under such circumstances, they sent out more troops, millions strong, plus aid from the Black Sprout.
But the War Hounds were no longer what they used to be. A large number of High Knights, after learning of the Slave Masters' atrocities in Maldon, chose to join the ranks of the War Hounds.
Well-armed and strong, that was the current state of the War Hounds.
Although during this period, there were occasional conflicts between the High Knights led by Oedipus and the Gladiators led by Eunomous.
But their camaraderie was also rapidly growing.
"Advance! Angron! Advance, turn left! Then turn right!"
"This is a dead end!!!"
Angron's irritable voice rang out.
"Break through this wall!"
Angron complained inwardly but still smashed through the wall directly. The brutal impact almost caused the local Nuceria Tech-Priests in the room to short-circuit their electronic circuits in fright.
"It's him! unit two! It's him who's fighting me for control of the anti-aircraft guns!"
Angron heard the nail's words, raised the scream, and smashed it over, but a steel frame blocked the way.
Angron saw this machine and was just about to engage, when the machine immediately sparked.
"Damn it! Hit him!"
System AI was furious!
Everything had been going smoothly: the intrusion program, the disabling of anti-aircraft facilities, turning them into allies. But at that moment, countless junk data flooded in. System AI was receiving this data, and for the first time, System AI was disgusted by the junk data!
When the Tech-Priest saw Angron, his mouth emitted a buzzing electronic sound.
"My machine!"
"You damn…!"
'Splat'
Angron didn't wait for the Tech-Priest in front of him to utter binary curses. He directly punched his head, and parts mixed with flesh flew to the ground.
"Do you see the control panel in front of him?!"
The nail asked.
"Yes!"
"I'll give you a string of information; you open it. Their reinforcements will arrive in two hours, and the Dark Elves are expected within half an hour!"
"Wait!"
Angron had just finished entering the data when he felt the Butcher's Nails' emotions were a bit unstable.
"What's wrong?"
"Move! Quick! Angron, your father is coming!"
my father? Eunomous?
Angron slapped the Servitor beside him to the ground and quickly ran outside.
"I've taken the anti-aircraft facilities. Those bastards' reinforcements are coming soon! Occupy the city walls. This time we will face xenos!"
Angron shouted at Eunomous.
"The Upper Hive has been taken! There are still sporadic battles in the Lower Hive!"
"The Slave Masters have used all their strength, Angron. As long as we win this battle, we can liberate… Angron!!!!"
In Eunomous's shocked gaze, he saw golden psychic light emanating from Angron's body.
"Eunomous…"
Angron stretched out his hand. He didn't know what was happening to him.
"I told you… your father is here!"
The nail's words floated over… The Emperor's Dream.
Angron still maintained his outstretched hand. The moment he saw the golden giant radiating psychic light, Angron knew that the person before him was his father.
The Emperor of Mankind.
This was a hall, its surroundings so resplendent that even the wealthiest Slave Master in Nuceria could not obtain a single item within it in their entire lifetime.
The Butcher's Nails on Angron's head rustled. Around him, rows of Custodes stood solemnly in the hall like night watchmen, their clenched fists resting on their chests, gazing at Angron, who had been teleported up by the Emperor of Mankind.
The Emperor's twelfth son.
"My son."
The Emperor of Mankind's voice rang out, a gentle voice that made Angron realize the man before him was extremely weary. His soul was not like this brilliant golden psychic illusion.
"I apologize. I should have come down to meet you, rather than teleporting you up."
Angron gripped the scream in his hand. The powerful pressure from the Emperor made Angron cautious.
"nail, what should we do now?"
"I have a suggestion for you: you can now roar 'False Emperor' and then give your old man an axe blow."
"That's not funny!"
Angron wasn't a fool. He was confident he could escape from these guys who looked like corn cobs.
But… this shiny golden thing in front of him, Angron felt like he wasn't his opponent.
"nail, is that… what you call him?"
"…"
"…"
Angron and System AI fell silent collectively.
"You know my father?"
"I know him! But he shouldn't know me!"
System AI felt that things were getting troublesome now. He had just been about to liberate Nuceria, and now he was teleported up by the Emperor using psychic powers, directly revealing his identity. What should he do?
"So… Angron, my son, could you introduce me to the nail you speak of?"
The Emperor nodded, looking at Angron.
"Ding ding ding!"
As the alarm sounded within the Emperor's Dream, the Emperor narrowed his eyes, looking at System AI on Angron's head.
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