Chapter 517: Oenomaus

"Miniature Sun!"

Raul pulled the string of the small cannon, and an orange-yellow fireball about the size of a mortal's palm shot out, heading straight for Angron's face.

Few ranged weapons can pierce the skin of a Primarch to truly harm him.

But a miniature sun is still a sun; a star is certainly enough to pierce a Primarch's body, this is beyond doubt.

Because the star itself possesses considerable existence in the Warp, and being near a star makes entering the Warp itself extremely dangerous.

Angron clearly noticed this too, but he felt no fear, because the speed of this miniature sun was simply too slow, too slow to be worth Angron's concern.

But just then, Kahn drew a cane from his waist and stabbed it straight into the ground.

In an instant, gravity changed violently; everything seemed to tilt toward Kahn's direction. Angron, standing on the ground, stumbled and fell uncontrollably toward Kahn, toward the direction of that miniature sun.

【Item Name: Tilt Cane】

【Origin: 22nd Century Earth — Future Department Store】

【Production Time: 231. M3】

【Function: After inserting this cane into the ground, one can arbitrarily change the direction of gravity, tilting the horizontal axis.】

This item directly turned the originally flat sandy ground into a slope tilting toward Kahn; the reversal of gravity and the horizontal axis caught Angron off guard.

But could a Primarch's reaction time be subdued by such a small trick? Almost at the very last moment, the Primarch, with a movement almost startling to behold, effortlessly somersaulted over that miniature sun. Borrowing the gravity adjusted by Kahn, he reached Kahn's front in the blink of an eye.

But something that left Angron bewildered suddenly happened. Kahn, who had been standing right before him, suddenly vanished, like an illusion, like a afterimage.

All that remained in place was a flower of a somewhat strange appearance. The flower swayed and trembled, faintly emitting a few wisps of light fragrance.

This fragrance seemed irresistible, rushing directly into Angron's brain.

In an instant, Angron's mind went blank. He forgot the miniature sun and Kahn completely; even for a moment, he forgot his anger.

Who was he?

Where was he?

What was he doing?

【Item Name: Forgetfulness Grass】

【Origin: 22nd Century Earth — Future Department Store】

【Production Time: 231. M3】

【Function: Shaped like a somewhat strange flower. Anyone who smells this flower's fragrance will forget current events for a period of time, remembering only afterwards.】

Kahn's figure suddenly appeared behind Angron and that miniature sun, wearing a raccoon-like eye mask, with a raccoon tail stuck behind his back.

【Item Name: Raccoon Suit】

【Origin: 22nd Century Earth — Future Department Store】

【Production Time: 281. M3】

【Function: A raccoon tail and a pair of raccoon glasses. Once both items are worn, one can emit brainwaves according to the user's thoughts to cause them to produce various illusions.】

Kahn used this item to weave an illusion, deceiving Angron and circling around to Angron's back.

He did not hesitate; he quickly used the Raccoon Suit to weave an illusion, hiding that orange-yellow miniature sun, then used the Tilt Cane again to reverse gravity, attempting to pull Angron, who had lost the memory of the miniature sun, over.

This entire combo was designed by Hua Di Huang and Saint Doraemon.

Kahn could only describe it as cunning and treacherous to the extreme; he was even a bit worried: did this meet the Blood God's requirements for this battle?

After all, the Blood God hoped for a bloody battle filled with courage and bloodshed; he wanted to see rivers of blood. The agreement he reached with Zhou Yun was fair, allowing only Kahn and Angron to use their own powers in the fight.

But immediately, Kahn heard Zhou Yun's words from before the battle ring out in his heart:

"One must rely on oneself."

"But my items are part of my power. If I lend you items, why can't they also be part of your power?"

"Although I gave you the items, isn't the one using them still you?"

"Is there any difference between this and the Four Gods bestowing blessings upon their followers? A blessing is one's own power; isn't an item also one's own power?"

Right, the items are Doraemon's blessings; hasn't Chaos always regarded blessings as part of their own power?

One must indeed rely on oneself!!

Secret items! Unleash your power for me!!!

In an instant, Kahn adjusted the Tilt Cane to its maximum setting while using the Raccoon Suit at full power to weave illusions and deceive Angron.

Angron sensed Kahn's presence and the pull of gravity. He roared to the sky, his scream deafening, and spun around violently, almost lunging at Kahn to crash into that miniature sun.

+No+

A voice filled with killing intent, anger, and the scent of blood sounded beside Angron's ear.

It was the voice of the Blood God.

The voice of a god is, of course, also a kind of blessing. At least, that is what the Blood God thinks.

The Blood God's awakening instantly cleared Angron's brain, which had been emptied by the Forgetfulness Grass. Anger refilled the little space that remained, and Angron's Primarch instincts sensed a certain danger existing between him and Kahn. Kahn noticed Angron's alert expression and immediately felt a chill run down his back.

It was not because Angron had sensed the existence of the miniature sun, but because this moment was entirely within the expectations of Hua Di Huang and Zhou Yun.

They had even given Kahn a method to deal with it.

But this method...

Kahn considered himself a lowly villain, the kind who deserved to die hundreds of times over.

But after hearing this method, Kahn felt drenched in sweat and finally understood what a true beast was.

The moral bottom line of the two Gods of Humanity had completely shattered the lower limit of the entire galaxy.

Vicious.

Kahn could only think of this word.

But Kahn took a deep breath; he knew there was no other choice, it had to be done.

Angron would recover soon; Kahn did not have much time left.

Drawing on the sliver of knowledge the Emperor had poured into his mind, Kaen wove the figure within his thoughts, projecting that soul into reality,

an elder of Nuceria,

a long-dead spirit,

a primarch's foster father,

whose death marked the beginning of a primarch's undoing.

Under the effect of the Cat Set, the gladiator's figure slowly materialized at the position of the mini-sun, completely obscuring its presence.

The old gladiator slowly raised his head, fixing Angron with a look of surprise.

This perfectly matched the reaction he should have had, for the Lord of Mankind is the aggregate of all humanity; this illusion was the Lord of Mankind projecting the old gladiator's soul into Kaen's mind, then bounded into form by the Cat Set.

The old gladiator's own soul had actually consented to this cruel plan.

"Angron, my child."

Oenomaus's voice rang out from the illusion:

"How much torment have you suffered at the hands of the slavers."

(End of chapter)