Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 622 "Potion Professor" Drinks the Blood of Omega
In the Horde system, the white Qingza pierced the Nephilim's egg-shaped warship like a spear.

On the bridge, Hasik Khan, standing before the strategic table, gazes at the holographic image.

Following the Qingzha was the Legion's flagship—the Bladestorm.

Hasik earned the honor of being the vanguard of the final hunting fleet. He was chosen by the Great Khan himself to open the path to the alien homeworld.

Although he had been promoted to the position of Chagatai's son, as a Chogoris, he still habitually referred to his father as the Great Khan—the Khan of Khans.

Hasik's gaze swept across the holographic image; Gahun's Gun of Paradise was positioned to the right of Bladestorm.

Gahun's white spear followed a different path, but still had to advance behind the Qingzha.

“Khan,” said the Storm Prophet Burgh, “a storm is brewing over the Sea of ​​Souls.”

"An alien warship?" Hasik asked.

“I can’t be sure,” Burgo said, his eyes deep and turbulent, “but the trajectory of the waves doesn’t seem to be caused by an egg shape.”

"Perhaps, it is the 'shadow of order'."

Hasik shook his head. "They can't be as fast as us."

Bergold nodded in agreement, and the plasma in the manifold of the Legion warship was doubled, and the booster lines were shortened accordingly.

Their movements within each galaxy were even more swift, and the white scars were swept away with lightning speed.

"Moreover, of the hundreds of worlds enslaved by the Nephilim, we swept away fifty-three, while they swept away fifty-one," Hasik continued his analysis.

"'Shadow of Order' only deployed four warbands this time. In order to achieve similar results, their fleets must be scattered across various star systems."

"They couldn't possibly be here now; by the time they arrived, we would have already left."

Just as Hasik was about to give the order for the warship to slow down to avoid being surrounded by its prey, Chagatai Khan's voice suddenly came through the communicator on his helmet.

"Hasik, clear a space for the 'Shadow of Order' on Hod's orbit."

“My brother, Ninglu has arrived.”

Hasik could hear excitement and fighting spirit in the Great Khan's voice.

Chogoris's war eagle, yearning to hunt.

He couldn't help but recall the hunt that Tagutai Yesugei had mentioned on the homeworld of Randan, where Lord Ninglu had hunted down the leader of the Maggot People.

At that time, Hasik was still undergoing modification surgery and was unable to join the hunt.

Hasik stared curiously at the holographic image, at the dancing black runes.

The "Shadow of Order" actually appeared so quickly.

Well, if Lord Nimrod wins the hunt with the Great Khan, then the "Shadow of Order" might indeed catch up with us.

Perhaps only the "shadow of order" remains.
Hasik gazes curiously at the hologram from the bottom deck of the Shadow of Reign.

Chief Pharmacist Mikel's apothecary is empty except for him.

The laboratory was dimly lit, but the "Potion Professor" could clearly see the pale arm in his hand.

With the spiritual knives made of black gold in his hand, he cut off palm-sized pieces of pale flesh from the pale skin.

The "Potion Professor's" pale, sun-deprived hands placed flesh into the crucible.

Mikel's arms and mechanical appendages moved swiftly, pouring miniature test tubes from the table stand into the crucible: charred maggots, Catachan vines...

The "Potion Professor" finished adding all the ingredients in a dozen seconds. As he stirred with the crystal spoon in his right hand, he felt a little tired.

Mikel rapidly tapped runes on the lab table, and a drawer popped open.

After releasing the stasis field, he picked up a small black bottle containing a drop of ruby-like blood.

It originates from the original Omega gene, with the addition of red Lassvolt, diluted a hundredfold to form just one drop.

The "Potion Professor" carefully flicked the cork with his thumb, and the pungent smell of alcohol mixed with a rich aroma rushed into his nostrils.

Unlike other medicines, it contains a mixture of multiple materials.

Adding anything else to the original blood will only ruin the taste and effect.

The "Potion Professor" only added Red Rasvolt.

Mikel's throat trembled, and he swallowed.

Immediately, he eagerly tilted his head back and drank the medicine.

The red liquid slid down his esophagus, and a thick black aura instantly emanated from behind the "Potion Professor".

On the examination table, the paralyzed gray Nephilim stared wide-eyed in astonishment as a pair of illusory bat wings unfurled.

A second later, a ball of black flame rose up. A ball of black flame appeared before the Nephilim.

The phosphorescent lines on the grey Nephilim skin distorted the pattern.

If any green or blue Nephilim were present, they would immediately sense the terror in their commander's eyes.

Mikel turned his head and smiled slightly. His pale face and scarlet eyes made the gray Nephilim's skin appear even more distorted.

The black flames flickered and died out, like ghostly fire.

A dozen seconds later, the "Potion Professor" controlled the surging power, and the black flames and the scarlet light in his eyes disappeared together.

He looked up and let out a long, contented sigh.

The "Potion Professor" felt that his physical and mental fatigue had disappeared, and his body was filled with power.

Based on his experience from the past thirty-eight times, he knew that his speed and strength would both receive a slight, permanent boost.

Although the effect decreases each time compared to the previous one, the improvement has been quite noticeable so far.

A flash of bloodlust crossed Mikel's eyes, and he instinctively raised his hand to press against the rune.

Mikel's hand immediately stopped, the Black Emperor's voice echoing in his mind: "Restraint!"

The distorted patterns on the gray Nephilim skin did not disappear with the black flames; instead, they became even more distorted, like an overturned palette of paint.

He saw the mechanical appendages extend downwards, then rise again, and then the pale body in a black robe turned around.

Mikel walked up to the gray Nephilim, took an orange vial from the examination table with his right hand, and plunged it into the gray body.

“You…” The Nephilim, having regained his ability to speak, spoke with difficulty.

"There's no need for that. We can live together peacefully."

“I must say, you guys are really good at sound,” Mikel said admiringly, glancing at the standard timer on the wall.

"After not speaking for four days and six hours, he recovered in just two seconds."

As he spoke, the syringe on the chief pharmacist's back fell like lightning.

"No..." The gray Nephilim's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Mikel tapped a red lightning rune on the lower side of the inspection table with his left hand.

Zizizi!
Lightning surged, enveloping the gray body lying across the examination table.

The "Potions Professor" stared at the gray Nephilim. Through previous experiments, he had discovered that electric shocks would stimulate the Nephilim's body.

Their metabolism will speed up, and their recovery speed will be faster.

The gray Nephilim recovers their vocal abilities five times faster, the green three times faster, and the blue twice as fast.

sizzle...

The gray body trembled incessantly as time ticked by.

Three minutes and fifteen seconds later, the "Potion Professor's" eyes lit up.

"The effect of the mute potion is greatly enhanced after adding the arm of the Barbarus Overlord as an ingredient."

"The body of the overlord is more toxic than materials such as the venomous snakes of Katachon."

The "Potion Master" previously used different kinds of materials to formulate potions, which were applied on the battlefield and achieved certain results, accelerating the cleansing of the Nephilim.

However, in less than four minutes, it was not enough to play a decisive role in the battle.

Mikel had a sudden thought, and his powerful cat raised its paw.

The data pad and stylus flew into Mikel's hands, and he examined the torrent of information on the video screen.

The chief pharmacist recorded the key data on the data panel.

After the standard timer ticked once, the surgical saw behind the chief pharmacist fell down with a delightful surprise.

As the saw teeth turned, clumps of gray flesh fell away, revealing a mouth and grotesque organs resembling a throat and trachea.

As the "Potion Professor" made a breakthrough, the white and black warships tacitly deployed at opposite ends of the orbit of Hod, the Nephilim homeworld.

Hasik Khan landed in the gray world, mounted his jet motorcycle, looked up at the sky, and watched the black vehicle pierce through the miasma.

[“Shadow of Order” – let’s see who can reach the center point first.]
He lowered his head to start the engine, then immediately raised the scimitar.

The Brotherhood's relatively complete fifteen squadrons, with six hundred motorcycles spewing air, followed closely by their Khan.

(End of this chapter)