Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 638 He once searched desperately for ghosts, but now he has an entire ghost world.
The Sonnem VIII orbit, the flagship of the Fourth Chapter, the bridge of the Death and Decay.

Adams stared at the holographic image on the strategy table, while Nicholas, the storm-type psionicist beside him, spoke in a deep voice.

"The results of the Auger Matrix scan show that geographically it can be classified as a temperate world, but what I see is flames and death, and what I hear is a terrifying death scream."

"The howling storm is more terrifying than the storm that caused Fenris's primordial furnace to turn and reshape the earth."

Nicholas examined the holographic image. Unlike Fenris's Storm Sea, which covered almost the entire planet, Sonem 8 only had a narrow sea area around the equator.

“This is the world that suits me best.” The “Necromancer,” clad in full armor and standing in the shadow of the deliberately dimmed Lumen lamps, spoke in an icy voice.

Adams recalled the Black Emperor's words: "Two highly advanced alien races, jointly ruling the entire galaxy, began to decay from within, eventually leading to a devastating war."

"After years of war, they finally used horrific weapons to perish together."

"Within minutes, all intelligent life on the planet will die within minutes, and that's the terrifying scream you hear in the warp."

“I have to thank them for their final decision.” The Death Lord’s emotionless, cold words left Nicholas unable to grasp their meaning.

"The weapons they used left a valuable legacy for my warband."

As Adams spoke, he quickly marked on the holographic image that he would personally travel to the largest nest city near the equator.

The other nine "Necromancers" target the second through ninth largest hive cities, respectively.

One thousand four hundred and seventy-three "psychics" led teams to the ruins of other hive cities and industrial parks.

The heavy transport ship tore through the clouds, smashing through the floating debris of varying sizes.

The remains of a floating church dedicated to alien deities burned and fell during the collision.

The black-clad ships ignored the rolling hills and landed in the plains at night.

Adams stepped off the deck and looked at the massive dome of the hive city in the distance.

The collapsed dome ruins are still taller than the domes of most hive cities.

A low gasp rang in Adams' ears; the voice came from a non-royal monk.

They saw that the moonlight and electric sparks above the cracked dome outlined the shape of the ghost airship.

Just as Adams was about to give the order, a strange whisper suddenly broke the silence.

The experienced "psychic" quickly distinguished two different voices from the sound array channel.

One of them is quite sharp, like a bird's cry.

Another type is lower in pitch, similar to the roar of a wild beast.

Adams was not surprised but delighted. His eyes lit up and a hint of joy was revealed in his icy voice.

Praise be to my Lord.

He and his fellow fighters had been searching desperately for the ghosts that haunted the real world, but now they had an entire world to themselves.

Adams then ordered that a "gravedigger" lieutenant lead the court monks, who had been granted non-death powers by the Black Emperor, and other Shadow Order members to remain in place.

He led the "gravedigger" and the "corpse collector" toward the dome.

The group moved swiftly through the tall grass, approaching the ruins of the nest city.

When the helmet was still 6.1 kilometers from the edge of the dome ruins, the "Necromancer" suddenly heard the illusory echoes of artillery fire and the screams of the dying.

Adams then saw the tormented alien ghosts fighting each other.

A larger group roared and howled like wild beasts, holding guns as tall as a person, firing them with a sawing sound.

The melee weapons they wielded, some resembling axes and others hammers, were all heavy weapons.

The fewer ghosts that slid off the ghost airship were likely the ones who launched the attack.

They have bird beaks and wing-like skin extending from their arms down to their side ribs.

They held a pistol in one hand and a sword or other light weapon in the other.

Amidst the deafening roar of artillery fire, the two ghost airships burst into flames.

Thousands upon thousands of alien ghosts glided and fell, unleashing a hail of spiked projectiles at the beastly aliens.

The beastly aliens raised their logging guns high, and the piercing tearing sound grew even more deafening.

……

The ghost army repeats the same battles that have lasted for thousands of years, playing out time and time again.

The necromancer activated his spiritual vision to examine the ghosts, and he immediately noticed that each ghost emitted a deep black and green light.

“Wraiths.” He didn’t speak on the increasingly frequent whispers on the sound array channel; instead, he spoke directly through the loudspeakers to the less experienced members of the Royal Court. Most of the time, the souls of the dead would directly enter the subspace, and many “gravediggers” and “corpse collectors” had never encountered ghosts before.

“In special areas, there may be wandering ghosts, but if someone harbors extreme resentment before death or cannot find peace after death, they will become a vengeful spirit.”

"They become vengeful spirits by constantly repeating the agonizing pain of death."

Adams quickened his pace and rushed forward.

He slowed down only after watching the battle replay four times and being less than a hundred meters from the edge of the battlefield.

The "necromancer" spreads spirituality, chanting the "words of death" in Dunn language.

"A warring ghost army!"

The moment the "necromancer" uttered those words, his spirituality simultaneously touched a dozen or so vengeful spirits at the edge of the battlefield.

The swinging battle axe and the dodging figure both stopped at the same time.

They stopped repeating the battle countless times and turned to look at the black-armored giant.

The Necromancer continued his "Words of Death": "Obey my commands, obey my commands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the vengeful spirits immediately began to walk towards the "necromancer".

Adams did not need to patiently communicate with the ghosts as a "psychic" as he did in Medusa.

As a "necromancer," he can directly control groups of unclaimed or similarly powerful dead.

Not just ghosts, but also vengeful spirits and even evil spirits.

As Adams approached the vengeful spirit, he felt as if ice was melting and slowly flowing.

Having had previous experience, he knew that he was gradually mastering the power bestowed upon him by the Black Emperor.

As Adams was examining his own feelings, a piercing scream suddenly rang out.

The necromancer looked in the direction of the sound and saw an alien ghost rushing towards him.

His body was covered in bruises and torn flesh, revealing his bare bones.

His wings were ablaze with flames, and he was tormented by the excruciating pain of his impending death.

“Evil spirits,” Adams said calmly, his voice radiating spirituality, “obey my commands and serve my purpose.”

The evil spirit slowed down, and its venomous eyes gradually softened.

He slid down to the "Necromancer" and bowed his head respectfully.

Adams continued leading the way, with the completely cold "gravedigger" on the outer edge and the "corpse collectors" on the inner edge.

No vengeful spirits attacked them; in the eyes of the undead, the black-armored warriors were also the dead.

The "necromancer" repeatedly repeats the "words of the dead," selecting and subduing evil spirits.

In the past, vengeful spirits would have been good targets for him to subdue, but now he completely ignores them.

The rapid depletion of spirituality eventually leads to its near-dryness.

Adams' face grew increasingly pale.

As he felt a throbbing pain in his temples, his spiritual intuition suddenly stirred.

Following his intuition, the necromancer looked ahead at the ruins, where a colossal creature sprang up from the collapsed rubble.

Amidst the deafening roar of the earthquake, an evil spirit, taller and larger than a Titan, emerged.

He has ten thousand arms, some as thick as those of a wild beast, others as thin as a slender one.

Pale arms flailing like branches. Thick and thin arms collided repeatedly at their intersections, producing a series of dull thuds.

When he opened his mouth to roar, it simultaneously emitted a piercing shriek and a beastly howl.

The massive body of the Thousand-Armed Demon swooped down, swift as the wind.

The overwhelming palm strike sent hundreds of evil spirits flying in an instant.

The "Necromancer" spreads spirituality, saying, "Evil spirits, obey my commands and submit to my commands."

The Thousand-Armed Demon suddenly stopped, but Adams quickly rolled to the side.

As spirituality dried up, palms slammed down in a deluge.

(End of this chapter)