chsdbacks Chapter 145 Finding Zhang Angron
Chapter 145 Finding Zhang Angron
Chapter 145 Finding Angron
The scene returns to Saint Gilles.
Just as Saint Gilles stepped out of the portal, a dry wind rushed towards him, and his feet firmly landed on the dry, solid ground of Nukelia.
Then they saw Angron lying unconscious on the ground not far away, shot down by a single bullet, and several other humans holding guns in the distance.
This very event had just occurred, and it captivated Saint Gilles's self-light.
Saint Gilles was momentarily stunned, not expecting the timing to be so perfect: "This... I just arrived and I saw poor Angron lying on the ground under the influence of anesthetic."
Saint Gilles paused for a moment, then gave a helpless smile: "But it's alright, we're not too late, or rather, we're a bit too early. My brother is still a baby."
"Boss, there's someone else! Should we arrest them too?!" One of the slave traders spotted the suddenly appearing Saint Gilles and shouted immediately. He also turned his tranquilizer gun around, pointing the dark muzzle at the uninvited guest.
The man known as the leader among the slave traders turned around upon hearing this. When he saw Saint Gilles' tall figure, whose armor gleamed in the light, and felt the overwhelming pressure and inexplicable aura of a superior, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
He cursed his clueless underling inwardly: "The other party is dressed in magnificent golden armor, with the air of a superior. He must be one of those high and mighty nobles. Sending me to capture a noble? Isn't that insane?"
"However, their face is unfamiliar. Where did they come from?"
Saint Gilles, who was possessed by a magic that caused cognitive impairment, did not surprise the slave traders with his sudden appearance.
Saint Gilles almost burst out laughing when he saw the way the slave trader had looked at him. There was little fear in his eyes; instead, it was as if he were sizing up prey, and there was even a hint of greed in them, as if he wanted to take him away.
"Good, good, good. As expected of Nukelia, the original body of the drug, she actually wants to take me away as a gladiator slave." Thinking of this, Saint Gilles couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, took out a bomb gun from his space, and aimed it at the slave traders in front of him.
Seeing Saint Gilles pull out a gun and point it at him, the slave trader leader felt his hair stand on end and a chill run down his spine. This was a primal instinct he had developed from years of navigating dangerous terrain.
Without time to react, he quickly drew his gun and yelled at his henchmen, "Quick! Take him down!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
However, almost at the same instant his voice fell, Sanguis pulled the trigger, his movements as swift as lightning, his finger lightly tapping the trigger repeatedly.
Several tongues of fire flashed from the slingshot, hitting each slave trader squarely in the chest.
The next moment, a bloody and shocking scene unfolded on the wasteland of Nukelia.
When the bullets pierced the chest cavities of the men, their entire chest cavities were instantly blown open, like watermelons smashed by an invisible giant hammer.
However, none of them felt any pain, not because they were lucky, but because their nervous systems were completely destroyed within milliseconds of the bolter exploding.
From an outsider's perspective, it was a complete person who, in the blink of an eye, turned into a firework spraying red sparks in all directions, leaving only a blurry ring of blood and bits of flesh.
Its remaining legs, propelled by the breeze, crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
After successfully eliminating the slave traders in front of him, Saint Gilles casually tossed the still-smoking explosive spear back into his system space.
"Tsk, it's ridiculous that I was even wary of the tranquilizer guns they had." Saint Gilles slowly walked up to Angron, who was lying on the ground under the influence of tranquilizers, shook his head, and spoke with a hint of self-mockery.
It makes sense, considering that Saint Gilles is not only an adult Primarch, but also has many enhancements. Not to mention how fast these slave traders must have fired their tranquilizer guns for Saint Gilles, as an enhanced Primarch, to be unable to dodge them.
With the meticulously crafted power armor that Old Man Huang had personally forged for him, it was questionable whether the tranquilizer gun could even penetrate it.
"As expected, Angron still suffered from not wearing any equipment and going all-in on blank gear," Saint Gilles sighed.
After expressing his sympathy for the unfortunate situation of the blank Angron, Saint Gilles picked up the unconscious Angron and returned to the home planet of Loka, Colkis.
Inside a temporary shelter in Colkis.
Saint Gilles had never raised a Primarch before. He just casually prepared some fresh milk without even testing the temperature. Since Primarchs weren't that fragile, he simply found a baby bottle and fed it directly to Luo Jia.
The little guy immediately began to suckle instinctively, his eyes fixed curiously on Saint Gillespie.
Looking at his brother drinking milk like a baby—oh no, Luo Jia is actually a baby now.
Suddenly remembering something, Saint Gilles grabbed at the air with his other hand and pulled out the camera.
They started recording this scene.
"Tsk tsk, this is a rare and valuable image. With a little editing, it could even be used as a video of an emperor drinking milk..."
Saint Gilles couldn't help but laugh as he adjusted the angle.
After all, Luo Jia can be said to be the genetic prototype that looks most like Huang Laohan. With a little Photoshop editing, it can be completely regarded as a rare image of an emperor drinking milk.
Moreover, according to rumors, after Horus was fed a cream puff by the four Chaos Gods and became delirious, he always relied on the Emperor's meal substitute, Luo Jia, to stabilize his mind.
In some ways, it could be said that Luo Jia looks remarkably like an emperor, after all, even Horus, the father-son of a man, would mistake him for one.
After filming this embarrassing moment, Saint Gilles put away the camera with satisfaction, and after giving his brother Luo Jia a fresh bottle of milk, he was satisfied.
Saint Gilles pulled up a chair and sat down, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the unconscious Angron and the engrossed Luo Jia, who was drinking milk.
"It seems I've really become a babysitter," Saint Gilles thought to himself, silently waiting for his brother Angron to come to his senses.
"Tsk, that blue bird's gaze has been constant. What a complete voyeur."
Sensing the blue-feathered bird's gaze, Saint Gilles frowned and muttered a complaint under his breath.
Because of the blue bird's constant gaze, Saint Gilles didn't reveal much of his abilities in this world. However, Saint Gilles knew that the power and abilities he displayed, which didn't belong to this world, made the blue bird even happier.
At this very moment, deep within the subspace, in the countless corridors of the Crystal Labyrinth.