The information from System AI surprised Angron; he didn't understand what Konrad Curze was thinking; although outwardly Angron expressed understanding and forgiveness for Konrad Curze's sudden ambush, inwardly, there was still a slight grudge!
As a newcomer, Angron, not understanding the situations of his brothers, dared not rashly make enemies with these individuals!
"How did you know?"
"I accessed their ship's communications and retrieved their surveillance footage."
"You just brazenly invaded the Night Lords' ship?"
"It's simple; remember the Psyker we fought last time?"
"You mean that Hive City sorcerer?"
Angron didn't know why the Butcher's Nails suddenly brought up that guy; he returned to his room and sat on the floor.
"Yes, I've mastered an interesting ability."
Angron looked up, an interesting ability.
What interesting ability?
The moment a black, dense, painful emotion, like flowing water, appeared before Angron, the shock in Angron's eyes was beyond words.
He could feel the complex emotions within it; it was power Angron had absorbed from others' painful emotions and converted; if this were before, Angron would only have found it exceptionally painful, as absorbing emotions was not pleasant.
Angron looked at the substantial, flowing mass before him.
"How... did you do that?"
"This is inherently a manifestation of your power; I merely expressed it."
Am I that strong?
Angron was somewhat unsure.
"What's the use of this?"
Angron poked the painful emotion with his hand; he felt his finger grow slightly cold.
"Protection; this power can effectively counter psychic abilities, but you are not an untouchable; this is a form of your psychic expression, but it also differs somewhat from that."
System AI tried to explain to Angron, but truthfully, he also found it somewhat difficult to explain; after all, to him, this substance was like a hodgepodge of data, emotions, and psychic energy; even System AI's internal label for this power was merely 'pain protection'.
In addition, System AI also showed Angron 'Wrath Assault' and 'Sorrowful Incursion'.
Defense, offense, infiltration.
In these several incursions into various local central systems and Servitor programs, 'Sorrowful Incursion' was more subtle and undetectable.
After System AI and the Butcher's Nails discussed these powers, Angron lay directly on the ground and fell asleep... The *Steadfast Resolve*, this was the War Hounds' Gloriana-class battleship.
This was not Angron's first time on this ship, but this time was more ceremonious than before.
The entire ship had been refurbished by the War Hounds, and during Angron's three months of study on Terra, they had handed the ship over to the Adeptus Mechanicus for a major overhaul.
The grey and blue decorations and Gothic carvings had now become red; these were the colors re-adopted based on Angron's tattoos; the entire ship gleamed gold and red in the starry sky, with gold being a color System AI specifically suggested Angron have the War Hounds add later.
System AI didn't want to be greedily watched by the Blood God; that African man had nothing but murder in his head; what courage! What combat! If he had that much time, System AI would rather persuade Angron to trust the Emperor, at least he seemed more human.
The launching ceremony for Angron's Great Crusade was not only celebrated by the War Hounds; Rogal Dorn, Ferrus Manus, Vulkan, and Konrad Curze all led their scions to celebrate.
However, the War Hounds looked at the madmen of the Night Lords with extreme strangeness.
This made the little bats slightly curious; they always felt that these cousins were subtly wary of them.
But Sevatar and Shen were still brought by Konrad Curze to present some gifts to the War Hounds.
It was a crystal-clear codex made from human bones; the moment Angron received this exquisitely crafted gift from the Night Lords.
He was smiling one second, then turned and expressionlessly told Gell to put it away.
And Gell, sensing Angron's feelings, immediately confirmed that Angron disliked this gift, and they would secretly discard it when they had a chance.
Compared to the Night Lords' gift, the gifts from the other Primarchs were much more normal.
Ferrus Manus of the Iron Hands had forged a magnificent power armor; the entire power armor was made of adamantium, with gold and red patterns covering its entirety; what surprised Angron was that Ferrus Manus had not added any embellishments, but instead added a large number of attachable modules, allowing Angron to modify his power armor at will.
"Thank you, my brother!"
Angron looked at this set of power armor; he knew that Ferrus Manus was not as boisterous as he appeared on the surface; his thoughts were very delicate; he could feel Ferrus Manus's love for his brothers...
Angron constantly felt the emotions of others; he extended his hand and placed it on Ferrus Manus's shoulder.
Emotions of affection were released by Angron, and Ferrus Manus's eyes turned to look at Angron.
"Hahahaha! My brother, don't be happy too soon! Vulkan's weapon hasn't been presented yet."
Ferrus Manus said, smiling at Vulkan.
Vulkan slightly shook his head, signaling his scions to bring up the weapon he had forged.
"What's your power armor called?"
"How about 'Armor of the God of War'?"
"Then this weapon of mine shall be called… god of war's roar!"
Vulkan unveiled the red cloth.
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