Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 648 Emperor: Luo Jia, I need to remind Ning Lu to slow down, but how many times do I need to urge you?
The emperor's voice suddenly turned stern, and he roared angrily.

"Luo Jia!"

“Ninglu needs me to remind him to slow down.”

"But I have to urge you as many times as I want."

“Father…” Luo Jia said awkwardly.

The emperor interrupted him directly, "I don't need your faith, I don't need your worship, I am not a god!"

"I want you to quicken your pace. I hope that next time I see you, you won't be the last one."

He looked at Koz, "Except for your brother who just came back."

After saying that, he got up and left.

Waldo followed closely behind him, while Macado spoke in a gentle tone.

"Luo Jia, your father only hopes that you will achieve results as soon as possible."

He glanced at Ning Lu one last time before getting up and leaving.

Koz was pale. He swayed as he got up, stared at Nimrod's psionic projection for a moment, and then turned and walked into the shadows.

“Ninlu.” Finus Manus’s silver-coin-like eyes were fixed on Ninglu, and his leaden voice contained a hint of fervor.

Ninglu also spoke at the same time, "Petulabo."

“Ninlu, since you’ve been in Vostonia for a while now, it’s time for our duel.”

The eyes of the silver coin of Phenus Manus liquefied, emitting a light similar to molten iron churning in a furnace.

"Okay." Ning Lu couldn't say it outright, but he had already decided to embark on a series of chaotic voyages to put some strain on Old Man Huang.

When will you arrive?

Fernus's superhuman brain calculated the time required for subspace travel in seconds.

"Standard timing method, next May."

Ninglu nodded. "I understand."

After Fernus's figure faded and disappeared rapidly, he turned his gaze to Peturabo.

"The grand theater has been completed in Vostochny, and you should see your design in person before you set off."

Ninglu didn't know how long Old Man Huang would keep Petulabo on the border; perhaps he wouldn't have another chance to see him before the grand birthday celebration.

To prevent Peturabo from seeing the grand theater he built and wasted resources on, he had to come to Vostonia to see it before heading to the edge of the Pacific Sector.

Peturabo's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed slightly.

"But I have trials to complete."

“I will get you there even faster,” Ning Lu said with a smile, having anticipated this.

“Going from Vostonia to Kariham Gate will still get you to the western frontier faster.”

Peturabo's icy blue eyes sparkled. "Okay."

"My improved stasis device will be completed within the year, and I will bring it to you."

Ninglu nodded with delight. With the improved stasis device, he could now explore the depths of the Sak Trada Abyss.

If we can obtain the relic fragment of Bilak, we will be one step closer to Sequence 4.

“You will see a grand art performance,” Ninglu promised with a smile, then asked casually.

"I need to make preparations in advance. When do you expect to arrive?"

"Next April."

Ninglu was taken aback when he heard Peturabo's answer.

He anticipates arriving only a month earlier than Fernus. Considering factors such as the subspace environment, they might encounter each other.

[Yes, that's convenient for me; I don't need to travel back and forth to Vostonia so many times.]
“We look forward to your arrival.” Ninglu and Peturabo exchanged a smile, then each ended their psionic projections.

Ninglu shook his golden wings, cold sweat evaporated, and warmth dispelled some of the lingering fear.

His mind flashed through various frontier worlds where legions had fought, and he pondered which world was most likely to contain the civilization that Birac had destroyed.

Ninglu silently boarded the Black Eagle shuttle and returned to Shadow Keep.

Nimrod summoned Arsène Dunn and gave him the order in his usual tone.

"Peturabo will arrive in Vostochny next April to admire his designs."

"Prepare a grand performance for him, one that he will remember for a long time."

"I will have all the Legion's territories prepare for the performance." The Primarch's squire carefully noted down the Black Emperor's order, making it a priority for the foreseeable future.

Ninglu stood up, drew the Vaal Sword from his waist, and in a "sleight of hand," the artifact's light dimmed, turning it into an ordinary longsword.

He struck the ground rapidly, and as his spiritual energy spread, the entire space was sealed off.

“11-7-49和11-12-35，两个新发现的星系，你认为哪个，更有可能曾是比拉克毁灭的文明。”

When the snow-white-haired Alsena met the Black Emperor, he activated the "Euclidean Symbol" to isolate space, and realized that this issue was very important.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead quickly recalled all the information and, from the perspective of a seasoned "detective," carefully reasoned before speaking after a dozen seconds.

"11-7-49 contains a large number of ancient temple ruins, but after research by think tanks and technical soldiers, it has been determined that the civilization was destroyed about eight thousand years ago."

“You once said that Birac was more active in ancient times.”

"Therefore, while it is possible that 11-7-49 could be destroyed by him, the possibility is low."

As he spoke, Alsena walked up to the contemplative machine and connected the data panel to it.

His fingers flew across the keyboard as he displayed a star map to Ninglu.

"11-12-35 Overall, based on the environment, it can be classified as a forest world, but a civilization site was discovered in the brown mountains."

Even seasoned "secret seekers" and "archaeologists" cannot determine its exact age, and can only vaguely infer that it is at least 10,000 years old.

"Therefore, the civilization of 11-12-35 is more likely to be destroyed by Birac."

Ning Lu nodded slightly, acknowledging the senior "detective's" deduction.

他将目光投向两颗星球，距离沃斯托尼亚164光年的11-12-35也比距离卡塔昌58光年的11-7-49更符合，他离开沃斯托尼亚，但又能及时赶回的要求。

The portal can only shorten the journey to a certain extent. The time taken to travel from 11-7-49 to Katachon and then jump from the Extreme Starfield to Vostonia in the Hazy Starfield via the portal is much longer than the time taken to return from 11-12-35.

The 12th Regiment did not expand around recruiting soldiers from the World Tannis, and the Pacific Sector was not a focus of the Legion's expansion for a considerable period of time.

The same applies to Nimrod's Storm Sector, which has no territory in the southern part of the Milky Way, and the Necromonda Sub-Sector, Alicia, and the Solar Sector where Arga is located.

The Eleventh Legion's current focus of conquest is the Misty Starfield in the north of the galaxy and the Extreme Starfield in the east.

Of these, the first, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, eighth, tenth, eleventh and twelfth battle groups, apart from the garrison troops, all expanded with Vostonia as their center.

Nimrod hoped to complete the exploration and conquest of the Vostonia sector, which spanned 330 light-years and had been agreed upon with Makado, before the grand birthday celebration.

Of course, he would also occasionally reassign them to other regional operations, and send them to some high-value worlds of his choosing.

"Ready to set sail, target 11-12-35."

"I will obey your command."

After Alsena accepted the order, Nimrod immediately dispelled the "Euclidean symbol".

The Primarch's attendant took his leave and relayed the order.

(End of this chapter)