Thanos didn't want to be a villain.

Chapter 121 Warhammer - The Bewildered Koz

Angron was completely bewildered.

He had never thought about having children all these years, let alone that he would have them so unexpectedly.

"No, that's not right, I don't have any children, who are you?!" Angron asked sharply, his mind somewhat confused.

The Primarch's questioning deeply shocked the warhounds.

Although Angron was only about half the height of the Emperor's true form, his physique was the strongest that they, the Astartes, had ever seen.

Even the genetically engineered warriors who followed the Thunder Warriors to wipe out the technologically advanced barbarians on Terra were not as physically imposing as Angron.

But Angron is not weak. His gladiator experience, filled with blood and tears, makes him awe-inspiring when facing unfamiliar or deadly enemies.

These Terra veterans were all stunned.

The first to speak was the small mechanical object.

“Excuse me, there are actually many ways to verify whether you are a Primarch.” The machine said as it walked up to Angron.

This was the first time Angron had ever encountered something so small and thin. Its gleaming silver body under the light reminded Angron of the hypnotic drugs that noble lords used to launch.

Angron shrank back in fear.

“Don’t be afraid, big guy. I just need to make a small cut on you and take a drop of blood to analyze. Hehehe~” the mechanical body said, nimbly climbing up and down on Angron’s body.

The mechanical creature's laughter sent chills down Angron's spine. He grabbed the mechanical creature, ignoring its confusion and pleas for mercy, and tore its body apart.

"My God! That's so barbaric! You're absolutely barbaric! I was just trying to help you, is that all there is to it?!"

"I'm done playing! I'm leaving. You guys can figure it out yourselves!"

But the mechanical body that had lost its body did not die. After emitting an unintelligible whimper, it extended several insect-like limbs from its head and removed its head.

First, it protested at the foot of Angron, then stormed off in a huff.

The Astartes of the Warhound Legion were already used to it.

But Angron's eyes widened; he had never seen anything like this before.

After the mechanical beings left, the war dogs began asking about the specifics of Angron.

After the four gods bewitched L'Dar, they used a warp storm to randomly teleport (?) the Primarchs to any corner of the former human empire in the galaxy.

Primarchs with slightly better memories, or those who didn't encounter anything strange after landing, can generally still vaguely recall the scenes from their time in the incubation chambers during the Terra era.

They could even vaguely guess their own identities.

But Angron is different; he has amnesia.

According to Angron's own account, the incubation chamber was already open when he woke up.

He ran out naked, completely unaware of anything—why he was there, how he got there, or even his own identity.

Then they encountered a group of Dark Eldar.

At this moment, he displayed his great power, driving away the group of Dark Spirits simply by throwing stones.

The war dogs were stunned by what they heard.

He doesn't say what he should say; he's truly worthy of being the original.

What kid could possibly drive away a group of Dark Eldar when they were just a little kid?

Even though the Eldar armor is relatively thin, it's not something an ordinary person can drive away with a stone.

After driving away the Dark Eldar, Angron encountered a slave-hunting party and was sold here.

Then came a hundred battles and a hundred victories, sparking several rebellions against the nobles, a rebellion that continues to this day.

The warhounds praised him repeatedly, saying, "You are the Primarch, our father."

Otherwise, what kid could be a gladiator from a young age, able to defeat adults with a height and size advantage, and be the kind who wins every battle?

Anglon's adoptive father, Eunouch, was also very surprised, never expecting his adopted son to have been like this before.

The Dark Eldar, everyone knows their name. Their favorite thing to do is capture humans, torture them, and then kill them. Their methods are so cruel that even the highest-ranking nobles and lords would try to drive them away as soon as they heard about it.

Moreover, upon hearing these armored people in front of him say that his adopted son seemed to be some kind of important figure, he was surprised to learn that his adopted son was someone important.

For a moment, Oynormouth felt as if he had unintentionally drawn a gold card.

"No, I won't go back. My father is here, and I have many gladiator brothers here. I'm not going anywhere!" Angron was resolute, tearing open the trap and bringing out his adoptive father for the war dogs to see.

The war dogs got anxious as soon as they heard this. They had finally found their father, so why were they unwilling to leave?

But they didn't dare to force them, and could only plead with them.

At that moment, a member of the Imperial Guard walked in.

As Anglong saw the even taller Imperial Guards appear, he felt a sense of urgency and clenched his fists tightly as he watched them enter.

After learning from the Warhounds that the Primarch was unwilling to return, the Custodians looked at Angron and said, "Our mission is to find the Twelfth Legion's Primarch, who is also the Emperor's son, and bring you back to Terra."

Upon hearing this, Angron clenched his fists even tighter. The Royal Guard, seemingly oblivious, continued, "If the Primarch is unwilling to accept it, we will not force him. However, if the Primarch has any wishes, we can help him."

"By the way, when you leave, Primarch can take your adoptive father and those so-called brothers with you."

After saying this, the imperial guard left.

Angron was stunned by the words of the Imperial Guard.

"It can even take people with it?" Angron muttered to himself.

The war dogs were overjoyed; now the father of genetics had no choice but to leave.

Soon, that afternoon, the Twelfth Legion and the Imperial Guard, led by Anglon, embarked on their global liberation campaign.

He wanted to eliminate all the high-ranking noble lords and destroy all the gladiatorial arenas, freeing the gladiators.

This time, with the cooperation of the warhounds and the Imperial Guard, plus the cover of the air force, Angron successfully took over all the castles.

Even before the air cover arrived, Angron performed the feat of breaching the city single-handedly!

It's important to know that this isn't some ancient stone city wall.

This is a high-tech fortress built from the remnants of the Golden Age, with countless laser weapons and all sorts of knight mechs.

The city walls even have void shields for defense, so they remain unharmed even when under aerial cover fire.

However, Angron still managed to break through it, and one of the Knight Mechs was destroyed by Angron.

This battle showed everyone the power of the Primarchs, especially the Warhounds, who cheered and shouted.

The Imperial Guard was even more frightened, finally realizing the difference between them and the Primarch.

At least they believed they couldn't do all of this themselves.

Soon, in less than six months, Nuseria was liberated.

This is the speed at which they are fighting while simultaneously pacifying the people. If they disregarded the devastation of the people's livelihood after the war, they could conquer the entire territory in a month!

Angron then said he could go with them, but on the condition that he take his gladiator brothers who did not want to continue living there, as well as his adoptive father.

The Guards agreed, and left several Guardsmen and several groups of twenty Astartes to maintain social stability.

Until the empire came to take over.

……

Meanwhile, on the eternally dark planet Nostramo...

A pair of eyes opened in the shadows; it was the man the locals feared and called the Midnight Ghost.

But locally, no one knew that he was also a Primogen.

Because his fear of people deeply affected the lives of the locals.

At this moment, the Primarch was lost in confusion.

"The future... will change so much..."