Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 611 Per couldn't advance along with them, but the number of worlds that met the requirements was countless.
Of the nine worlds orbiting the yellow star, the fifth planet, orbiting at the center, has its surface in the center.

Per Koscielny, dressed in a black robe, stepped off the deck, with the captain following respectfully beside his master.

Per's deep gaze swept over his surroundings.

The Corrupted Baron has realized that completing the task given to him by the Black Emperor is also the way to master the power he was given.

He has been the "Corrupted Baron" for some time, but neither the shadow of the Chapter's Order nor the Volstonian Auxiliary Army can "corrupt" him.

They were all loyal to the Black Emperor.

Per was born in the Tezwock hive where the Black Emperor descended. He has vague memories of the time before he became the Shadow of Order and occasionally returns to Volstoria. He knows how much the people of Homeworld love their King.

Per genuinely appreciated their loyalty and did not attempt to interfere.

The "Corrupted Baron" had only "corrupted" a few high-ranking nobles in the Aventinium Auxiliary Army, and the results were not enough for him to gain power.

He patiently waited for his opportunity, and it's still here now.

The goal of “corroding” the fifth planet would be a good opportunity.

By asking the captain, he had already come up with an idea.

Three sidereal hours later, he walked into a bar called Sour Lemon.

The drunkard sitting by the door, pouring wine into the mouth of the burly man, suddenly felt himself enveloped in shadow.

He glanced sideways, and then a giant in a black robe, the largest and strongest he had ever seen, came into view.

The liquor spilled from the corner of his mouth, instantly wetting his neck.

Cough cough cough...

The burly man, who had forgotten to swallow, came to his senses and hurriedly swallowed and licked the food.

Amidst the splashing liquid, Per found a spot to stand amidst the fearful gazes of the crowd.

The tables and chairs prepared for ordinary people cannot accommodate the "barbarian's" enhanced body, which is taller and stronger than the shadow of order.

The captain ordered drinks and food, and gave his master a fawning look.

Per shook his head. "You eat it."

Lyman's Ear, shrouded in the shadows of order, takes in all the sounds from the bar, including the sounds of revelry behind the doors, the excited shouts of gamblers, and the low murmurs of transactions.

He glanced at the waiter and saw him reach under the bar. The waiter immediately stopped, a sheepish smile on his face.

Per said to the captain, who was anxiously and quickly finishing his food, "Let's go."

Two sidereal hours later, night fell.

With his four henchmen, Cleft Lips staggered and staggered out of the Sour Lemon Bar and disappeared into a dimly lit alley.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

“Cracked Lips, I have a deal to discuss with you.”

"Who are you..." The slit-lipped voice stopped abruptly. The giant in front of him gave him a cold look, and his hand, which was reaching for his waist, froze.

"What..." He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His muddled mind instantly cleared, and he swallowed hard, asking in fear, "A deal?"

"An attack on an officer of the defense force."

"Ah..." The man with the split lips felt that the person in front of him was more terrifying than anyone he had ever seen, even more terrifying than the legendary invisible warriors. He could kill all five of them by himself.

"Okay." He wouldn't do something so stupid as to agree first and then run away.

“I will give you a starship,” the seasoned “briber” said.

His lips parted, his eyes widened, and his breathing became heavy.

A starship.

None of the masters of the underworld own a starship.

His split lips and calmed breathing were reflected in his mind.

[They were all lying to me.]
"come out."

"Pell said in a low voice, and the captain came out."

"Transfer the control key to him and take him to receive the starship."

"Yes, my lord."

"It's you, Hantzco." His lips parted and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe that the captain, who wouldn't even tip the waitress a penny when drinking and always tried to take advantage, would give him his only ship.

Eight sidereal hours later, for the first time, instead of being seized, he directly received the property from the cracked lips, dazedly holding the key in his hand, standing in his starship.

“My lord,” the man with the split lips said respectfully, without a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Please give your orders, I will attack whoever you say you want."

With this ship, he could hire thousands of thugs.

If you can't make it in this world, become a pirate.

Five days later, Barrios, accompanied by a squad of guards, hurried home.

The struggles among the nobles of the Throne World have recently intensified.

In the past, these were merely private conflicts between the nobles' subordinate forces.

Now it has directly escalated into open conflict, with family-affiliated officials and military officers constantly being assassinated.

Several nobles were even assassinated by rival factions.

The world is now affected, and pent-up contradictions are erupting.

Fifteen attacks occurred yesterday. Although no major families were involved, one law enforcement officer and four administrators were attacked, two of whom died. Barrios must be careful, as the Simone family, to which he is allied, has a feud with González for over a thousand years.

When he saw his four-story house, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

The warm fireplace and his wife's embrace dispelled the fatigue of a busy day.

The sound of footsteps made his expression change, and he quickly rolled to the ground.

Da da da……

A barrage of bullets felled five guards. Barrios swiftly drew his laser gun and rolled behind the vehicle.

He looked up and shot a blinding beam of light, glancing around with his head.

Barrios was pale; he had only two guards left, and hundreds of thugs rushed out of the alley.

“Damn it…” Barrios cursed.

In despair, he knew he had no way out today.

He didn't understand why these gangsters were so reckless; attacking the defense officers would surely invite retaliation.

"By the Emperor!" Barrios roared, raising his gun and firing.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed across his eyes, and limbs splattered in the blood mist.

Barrios' eyes widened.

He stared blankly at the approaching giant; he had never seen such a tall and strong person.

"Thank you."

"you are?"

“Just an ordinary mercenary, Per,” Per replied calmly.

Barrios's eyes lit up as he gazed intently at the giant: "With your skills, being a mercenary is a waste of your talents."

With Per joining, he no longer needed to worry about his safety.

With his help and the support of the Simone family, he will rise to great heights, and it is not impossible for him to become a general of the defense force in the future.

“Thank you for your appreciation, sir. I am willing to serve you,” Per said “excitedly.”

……

Three star months later, in the Simone family mansion, inside the meeting room.

Barrios respectfully reported to Per, who was seated in the main seat: "My lord, I have taken control of more than half of the defense forces."

Viscount Simone then said respectfully, "My lord, I invite Cardozo, Almado, and thirty-six other allied, dependent, and friendly families to a banquet tomorrow evening."

"I see."

After seeing all the "corrupted" objects leave, "The Corrupted Baron" came to the gate and tapped the runes with his fingers.

Outside the gate, the runes turned from green to red.

No one in the Simone family dared to disturb him at this time.

Before long, black mist surged up and engulfed his body.

"My lord."

In the fourth level of the "Disorderly Kingdom," Per bowed and looked around.

Immediately, he saw two blurry figures to the side, which he could barely make out as Bukayo Arshavin and Flamini.

“My lord,” said Bukayo, the Soul Reaper, first. “I have grasped the situation of the Fourth Planet Defense Command and am hiding underground in the command headquarters, able to put the senior generals into a deep sleep.”

“My Lord,” Flamini, the “Cataclysm Priest,” then said, “I have planted bombs underground in the defense forces of Planet One. Once detonated, they will be engulfed in flames.”

“My lord,” Baron Corrupt finally said, “I have taken control of most of the defense forces…”

Nimrod scrutinized Per, who lived in the “Land of Disorder” and could clearly discern that Per’s spirit was still mottled and not yet a unified whole.

The digestion speed has increased significantly, but it is not yet fully digested.

I can't let him participate in the ceremony with me.

There's no need to wait; the number of worlds in the vast galaxy that meet the conditions is countless.
The ritual to become a "Chaos Mentor" requires a world that has existed for 1,100 years and possesses complete order.

After a moment's thought, Ning Lu could come up with a series of ideas, many of which were part of his plan.

One of the goals of the "Great Expedition" was to conquer the Ark Edge Cluster together with the "Thousand Sons," "Space Wolves," and "Word Bearers."

The Ark Edge Cluster consists of six star systems and can accommodate nearly twenty people to advance to the rank of "Chaos Mentor".

The Ark Edge Cluster is part of the plan, not only for the advancement of extraordinary individuals, just as he chose "Terra".

The shrike's beak can pierce Astartes' power armor, so it is likely a magical ingredient.

The civilization created by the Aiven people after thousands of years of isolation and independent development, along with their rich treasure trove of knowledge, amazed Magnus and his Thousand Sons.

Ninglu's thoughts shifted, and he thought of Ramsay, the "Rose Bishop" who had not been brought into the "Land of Chaos".

Just now, when he spread his spirituality and touched the sphere of light, he saw the "Rose Bishop" hiding inside the body of a fat nobleman lying in a rocking chair.

[Including Planet Two, apart from Planet Three where the Throne World is located, four of the eight worlds in orbit are unable to provide support to Terra in the short term.]

It's time to create the final chaos and ascend to the rank of "Chaos Mentor."
Ning Lu gathered his thoughts and gave the order.

"Execute the plan at 11:11 PM tomorrow night."

(End of this chapter)