Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 662 Emperor: My Pegasus is indeed capable, but…

After confirming that Arkham Rand was alone, Nimrod pulled him into the "Land of Chaos".

"My lord."

Ninglu gave orders to the Aqqhan, who had already been "corrupted" by him.

"The Emperor has retrieved the Primarch of the Twelfth Legion, Angron, in Nukelia."

"In his mind, the slave owner implanted the Butcher's Nail, a technological creation from the 'Dark Ages,' which controlled the gladiators to kill each other."

"After the Emperor brings him back to Terra, he will ask you to remove the Butcher's Sting. You will then study it and record the results in the Data Crystal."

When Arkham heard the Black Emperor predict the future plans of the emperor, he habitually analyzed it using his logical abilities.

If the Emperor were truly the Om Messiah, He could not have been prophesied.

The Black Emperor foretold the Emperor's future journey; He is the true Om Messiah.

I once regarded the Emperor as the Om Messiah; this was a mistake, a blasphemy.
Aqqan resolved to carry out divine pronouncements more devoutly in the future to atone for his sins.

"Follow Your will."

……

In the last month of 899, the people of Terra celebrated the return of the Twelfth Legion's Primarch, Angron, to the Empire.

Deep in the Himalayas, the pungent chemical smell emanating from the high-temperature machinery and glass permeated the laboratory.

“Akahan, I need your help to remove the Butcher’s Nail from Angron’s body.”

After receiving the oracle of "Om Messiah," Arkham was already prepared, and now he heard the Emperor indeed making a request of him.

[As expected, the Black Emperor and the God of Machines are two sides of the same coin; Lord Nimrod is the true Om Messiah incarnate.]
Despite the Black Emperor's orders, he still glanced at the monster on the testing table with disgust.

The monster, named Angron, had bloodshot eyes filled with crimson, and the stench emanating from his heavy breathing was more repulsive than that of a wild beast.

The Butcher's Nail hummed, and Angron's eyes turned blood red.

The Emperor and Aqqan, along with the people around them dressed in sealed protective suits, were transformed into slave owners and their evil servants.

The devices binding him had turned into shackles and chains, and he let out an angry roar.

The loud noise drowned out the clanging of the machinery, and several experimenters coughed up blood from their mouths and noses, staining their white masks red.

Arkhan looked at the colossal object on the experimental table with disgust. It was a monster, devoid of any trace of civilization.

“Number Twelve is not worth saving, and he should not be the commander of humanity’s ‘Great Expedition’,” Akahan said bluntly.

The Emperor was already used to it; Arkham had always abhorred the Primarch.

Even the widely beloved Horus and Saint Gilles were referred to only as Number Sixteen and Number Nine, respectively.

Only Nimrod, Finus, Peturabo, and Vokán showed varying degrees of technical rapport, and he would address them by their first names.

He most respected Nimrod, who had recovered several important STCs and was regarded by Mars as a man favored by the Om Messiah.

The Emperor was pleased that Aqqan's attitude had changed considerably.

In the past, whenever he saw himself, he would always express that the Primarch was a cruel genetic creation and that Astartes was their clone monster.

Humanity's great expedition should not be accomplished by them.

To ensure Arkham's loyalty, he would always tell him that the Primarch and Astartes were useful tools.

Despite Arkham's harsh voice, he considered himself the Om Messiah and served the Empire faithfully.

Arkham's talent was indispensable.

The Emperor was also willing to use language that Arkham could better understand, so that he could better carry out his orders.

He was pleased that, ever since Arkhan went to the center of the galaxy to learn Skotian technology and then to Vostonia, he had not expressed any further dissatisfaction with the Primarch and Astartes.

Without his intervention, Arkhan reached an agreement with the Mars Foundry Director to standardize and equip the excavated Land speedboats and other equipment to the various legions.

The Emperor thought with amazement as he learned from Aqqhan’s efforts to secure conditions for Nimrod and the “Shadow of Order” that Aqqhan fully endorsed Nimrod.

It's hard to imagine that the unruly Arkham would approve of anyone other than me.

My Pegasus is indeed capable, but...]
The emperor frowned as he thought of the giant silver serpent that entangled the spear of Dionysus, endlessly restarting its cycle.

A few seconds later, his brow relaxed, and he smiled reassuringly at Aqqan.

"He is a Primarch, and he can contribute value to the Empire."

Akahan frowned as he looked at the roaring monster.

[The Om Messiah would never have such monstrous offspring.]

The Emperor was indeed not Om Messiah.
Arkhan took a deep breath, thinking of the true oracle of "Om Messiah".

“I will cooperate with you to study the implant in his brain.” At the same time that the Emperor and Arkhan were researching a way to cure Angron, in the Cradle of the Serpent in the northwest of the galaxy.

Under the moonlight, Ninglu gazed at the kneeling Fifth Warband Lord, Saint Diego Bergkamp.

Over the past period, he has completed the conversion rituals for most of the immortal objects.

Aside from Anacharis Scoria, who is completely mechanized and has no need for modification, and Aqahan, who is in Terra and unable to come to the Cradle of the Serpent.

"Assemble the fleet and return to Caligum Gate," Ninglu ordered.

……

900.M30.

In the fourth level of the "Disordered Kingdom," Akahan respectfully reported to "Om Messiah."

“My lord, the Emperor’s view is correct. The Butcher’s Nail in Number Twelve’s body is based on a variant of the ancient Heartburst.”

“I found a record of this technology in the text of the Six-Headed Vault.”

“I have recorded both the ancient texts and the research results from this period in the data crystal.”

As Akahan spoke, he took out a data crystal that shone brightly.

The brighter the light of a data crystal, the richer the information it contains, and the higher its value.

Ning Lu raised his hand with satisfaction, and the data crystal appeared in his palm.

"The Butcher's Nail has been implanted for a long time, and number twelve has become completely integrated with it, making it impossible to remove."

Arkham said indifferently, though in the past he would have felt guilty for not being able to carry out the Emperor's orders, even though he loathed the Primarchs.

But now he has come to realize that the Emperor is not Om Messiah.

The true "Om Messiah" did not command himself to remove the Butcher's Nail.

Ning Lu nodded slightly and gave his instructions.

"Continue research on the Butcher's Nail to achieve two functions."

"It has a built-in control switch to control anger, or at least to enable autonomous control of the sounds in your mind."

The Eldar, who walk the path of warriors, can harness the power of anger to keep their minds clear.

It is not impossible to achieve a "control switch" from a technical standpoint, but the original Angron did not have this requirement.

Furthermore, by playing the role of "Chaos Mentor," Ninglu will be close to digesting the "Chaos Mentor." Once he unlocks the remaining half of the Sequence 5 potion recipe, he can advance Arkhan to "Astrologer," and his abilities will be enhanced to a certain extent.

With Garan Surak now promoted to "Potions Professor," even if he can't control his anger, he should be able to control the noise.

While Ninglu was thinking, he made another request.

"Researching backdoors can help address the impact on implanted individuals."

Considering that he cannot "corrupt" all World Eaters, most of them will be his enemies, if a backdoor can be embedded in the implant, the World Eaters can be weakened in future battles.

“Every now and then, report your progress to me, and I will also give you the results of another person.”

Akhahan frowned slightly. He was about to refuse when he realized that not many people could help his research.

He was about to speak when he remembered that when he made a mistake on Vigilant Star, the powerful cat beside "Om Messiah" had actually led them to Vigilant Fortress.

The Black Emperor can bestow strange abilities upon humans, and even... creatures with little intelligence.

Those whom He bestows upon will naturally be able to provide assistance to themselves.

"Follow Your will."

“You must find an opportunity to leave Terra and go to Caligum Gate, where I will grant you eternal life,” Nimrod instructed.

Upon hearing this, Akahan exclaimed excitedly.

"Thanks be to my Lord, that I may serve You forever."

The surging black mist sent Arkham back to the real world.

After Ning Lu quickly read the contents of the data crystal, he had a thought, and another dull data crystal appeared in his palm.

After recording the information, he spread his spirituality, touched the spiritual sphere of Garland, the chief apothecary of the "World Eater," and bestowed the data crystal.

Ninglu immediately returned to the real world and went to his office, where Alsena Dunn was already waiting.

After drawing the Vaal Sword and "switching the concept" to a ceremonial longsword, he struck the runes, raising the "Euclidean Symbol".

After creating a realm isolated from the Warp, he began a meeting with the Primarch's servants to summarize the Legion's current development since its return in 811.

(End of this chapter)