Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 701 Guilliman, again and again, another one of those damn bullies!

918.M30.

The Shadow of the Kings.

Ninglu leaned against the throne, scrutinizing the figure that entered the Primarch's office.

His body was covered in white armor, with blue painted on his head, shoulders, and other areas.

Three medical scanners were flashing near his left eye, and his helmet was connected to a respirator.

A skull was embedded in his chest, and two vials of medicine, one red and one green, were placed inside his belt.

“Ivory Jovarn greets Lord Nimrod.” Ivory, with his blue gloves on his chest, bowed deeply.

His standard of high Gothic was impeccable, even among the Terran nobles.

As Ninglu gazed at the future legendary medical officer, memories of him naturally surfaced in his mind.

Ivors was renowned throughout the hive world of Agathon, where his superb medical skills and exquisite surgical techniques earned him the utmost respect from the local elites.

However, it was investigated because it involved forbidden medical practices.

The marshal of the "Solar Auxiliary Army" offered him a pardon, and he joined the army, saving countless lives on the battlefield.

His automated operating table was a powerful tool on the battlefield, enabling wounded soldiers to undergo surgery in a short time.

He was also a deadly warrior on the battlefield, his phase lancet disintegrating the enemy's internal tissues without breaking the skin.

Each cut was as precise as his scalpel, but it was to kill the enemy, not to save lives.

[So, the "Sun Auxiliary Army" marshal who saved him was Barton Drake?]

Patton failed to become a marshal because he sided with me, which aroused Macardo's suspicion.

Even so, he still recommended Ivory to me.
Nimrod knew that Ivors was the first medical officer during the "Great Crusade" and the "Horus Rex Rebellion".

In the field of medicine, even the apothecaries of the Astartes Legion are not as skilled as him.

[Patton, even after losing your position as Field Marshal, you still offered me the position of First Medical Officer. That's true loyalty.]
Ninglu made the decision to train Patton to become an extraordinary player.

As he pondered, he gazed at Ivory.

"Since you are skilled in medicine, you will continue to serve as a medical officer."

"I've heard that you invented the automatic operating table, which is groundbreaking, but it's not enough."

Ivors' automated operating table is extremely effective on auxiliary soldiers, but the Astartes already possess superhuman self-healing abilities; Lariman cells are rapidly secreted when injured to cover the wound.

The injuries that severely damaged Astartes cannot be treated with an automated operating table at present.

"The technical sergeants will assist you in developing a version suitable for the Shadow of Order."

"Yes, sir," Ivors replied excitedly.

During his brief service in the "Sun Auxiliary Army," he heard countless stories of Lord Nimrod's victories.

He is the conqueror of the aliens, he leads the "Shadow of Order," annihilates the Mito aliens, and liberates the Colonid Abyss.

He is the eternal victor of mankind's enemies, commanding numerous legions to win the "Randan War".

It was his honor to serve Lord Ninglu.

Ninglu watched Aivos's departing figure, pondering which path of extraordinary being he should cultivate after "corrupting" him.

Ivors' talent lies in surgical treatment, not medication.

Compared to a "pharmacist," a "physician" can better utilize his talents.

Although the "Mother" pathway Sequence 2 "Wasteland Matriarch" requires gender reassignment, he may not necessarily reach that level of development.
Thinking of this, Nimrod decided to corrupt him and send him to the agricultural world of Ryan as a "cultivator" to cultivate medicinal plants.

As he pondered, he arrived at the "Land of Chaos," picked up the prophecy dice, and thought to himself.

[Guilliman, yet again, you bastard!]
As he pondered, information he knew about Pradis Zeta flashed through his mind.

[Vida Sector, the eastern edge of the Milky Way, in the extreme star field.]

A world dotted with hive cities, possessing powerful forging capabilities.

Eighty light-years from the Forging World, which had just returned to the Empire. ...
Pradis Zeta is the homeworld of the "Soul Reaper" Chapter, a sub-group of the "Ultraman" formed during the 32nd millennium, the Fourth Founding of the Army.

The Soul Reapers are a sturdy shield on the eastern frontier, resisting the dual invasions of aliens and demons.

Soul Reapers are particularly skilled at hunting aliens.

Pradis Zeta, along with the neighboring Knicks, also supported the creation of the world's Tropnos war machine.

[Guilliman, you haven't even fully brought Altramar under your control yet, but I'll be the one to take down Pradis Zeta, who's far away in the Vader Sector.]
After reviewing Pradis Zeta's information rapidly in his mind, Ning Lu silently recited it to himself.

[Star map leading from the Cariham Gate to Pradis Zeta.]

[…]
After reciting it silently eleven times, he stretched out his hand and threw the prophecy dice in his hand.

As the triangular pyramid tumbled through the air several times and landed in the outstretched hand, a holographic image appeared.

After writing down the star map, Ninglu input it into the data crystal and immediately thought that Pradis Zeta was a world constantly being invaded by aliens.

With a thought, he returned to the real world and, through a telepathic link, transmitted a great deal of information about Pradis Zeta to John the Brain Cat.

The "winner" immediately took action, dipping a quill in Fenriskraken's blood and quickly writing on the parchment.

The ginger-yellow body leaned against the bed and quickly drifted into a dream.

Through the spiritual connection, Ninglu saw a series of continuous scenes.

The slender, alien-shaped ship, enveloped in dazzling light, arrived at Pradis Zeta's orbit.

One by one, the basin-shaped spaceships flew out and landed in the abandoned wasteland surrounding the hive capital.

One by one, alien creatures with fish heads emerged from the ship.

Their bulging gray eyes were almost bursting out of their sockets.

They were surrounded by specks of light: pale green circles, blue flames...

It has a gray-eyed fish head and shiny spots on its body.

Raiko Fishman.

The main material of the "Hermit" pathway sequence 6, "The Scroll Professor".

Of all the training pathways I've developed, the only one missing at Sequence 6 is the "Scroll Professor."

Now we have everything we need.
As Ning Lu pondered, he noticed that the divination scene was not yet over.

After the Lyco Murlocs landed on Pradis Zeta, they gathered together and launched an attack on the hive city.

Scenes flashed by until they burst into the nest tower, at which point the scene abruptly ended.

[As expected of the "winner" of Sequence 5, the insights gained from the divination were quite comprehensive when not involving higher levels.]

John is now definitely a master of divination.

The clear revelation that Azek Ahriman gained from the threads of fate during his ethereal journey using the Black Raven technique was nothing more than this.
As Ninglu sighed, he selected key information from the revelations he received from divination, inputted it into the data crystal, and then arrived in the "Land of Chaos".

After ascending the throne in the fourth dimension, he spread his spirituality and touched the sphere of light.

After confirming that no one was around Ramsay, Ninglu sent the data crystal into the light sphere, along with an additional command.

"Lead your chapter to Pradis Zeta, the exclusive recruitment world of the Tenth Chapter."

Nimrod chose the Tenth Warband not only because it had the largest number of members, making it suitable for guarding the eastern frontier and resisting aliens, but also because this world, located outside the Star Torch, was suitable for the "Rose Bishops" to play their part.

They can use alien flesh and blood as materials for flesh magic without any scruples.

At the same time, it is reasonable that heavy losses are incurred while constantly defending against alien attacks.

It would be reasonable for the number of border guards to decrease from 50,000 to 20,000 or 30,000 over the next 80 years.

Ninglu stared into the sphere of light, where Ramsey clasped his hands together upside down.

“Follow Your command.”

(End of this chapter)