Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 722 The Twilight Moon, the Unique Origin of the Vesa?
When Nimrod was in the Sobo tribe, he witnessed the defeat of the powerful tribal chief Aitsaak and a thought struck him.

A layer of black mist rose from his palm, and then an inconspicuous flag, 1.4 meters tall, appeared.

Nimrod tucked it into his left shoulder, leaving the Dionysian Spear on his right shoulder on the weapons rack in the Primarch's office on the Shadow of the Throne.

The "Chaos Mentor" felt that his "majesty" had little effect on the determined Vesa people.

He decided to use the uniqueness of the "Red Priest" and the power of charm to amplify "majesty" and conquer the Sobo tribe.

Authority is the control that gods or high-sequence extraordinary beings have over the rules of a specific domain; that is, the key to the underlying rules.

The Burner controls fire, the Void Dragon controls the mechanical realm...

But unlike the Star Gods, their authority is not limited to the material realm.

Uniqueness operates in a specific area, unlike the Four Peddler's which are based on the soul and have an effect even on the untouchable.

Whether it will produce an effect, and to what extent, depends on factors such as willpower.

Charisma and the power to conquer coexist.

Every "Red Priest" is the most charismatic male, possessing both an allure that inspires submission and loyalty, and an charisma that evokes extreme loathing and a desire to kill.

Ninglu tucked the blood-stained, iron-black flagpole onto his shoulder.

Uniqueness felt that he, as the destined ruler of the "disordered country," humbly released a torrent of heat.

He felt the warmth enveloping his entire body, not just confined to his shoulders as it was during the "Corrupted Baron" period.

The promotion to "Chaos Mentor" enhanced Nimrod's Source Authority, which in turn affected the "Red Priests" who possessed the authority to perform sacrifices.

A group of honor guard members looked at their father and keenly observed that his towering figure was confined and bound to the land of Vesa.

Their knees slammed into the black basalt ground with a dull thud.

They felt two hearts pounding inside their bodies.

Power surged within them.

They longed to step onto the battlefield in the name of their father.

They longed to win glory and to serve their father faithfully.

shhhhhh...

More than nine hundred faces turned to look at the black-armored, golden-winged giant.

The men of the Sobo tribe saw a towering figure perched atop the mountain.

He is like the legendary Buddha God.

The women gazed at the black-armored, golden-winged giant with rapt attention.

In their past, the man among men—Chief Aitsaak—was like a firefly compared to the moon at dusk when placed before them by the deity.

Ninglu vaguely sensed red spots all around him.

This perception did not originate from the supernatural perception bestowed upon him by Huang Laohan, nor from the spiritual intuition of the "Chaos Mentor".

He seemed to realize something, that this was the charm of the "Red Priest," the one who had conquered them.

Ninglu could only vaguely make out that of the 829 adult Sobo tribe warriors, 83 out of 450 men had succumbed to his charm.

Of the 379 women, 180 were captivated by his charm.

What are the consequences of the "Red Priest's" authority and the male aspect?
If I were to use the "Witch," would the outcome be reversed...? Not necessarily. As a male genetic archetype, I would weaken the control of female authority.

Hmm? Even if I can only exert a portion of the "Red Priest's" power, it's still unique. After amplifying the "Majesty" of the "Chaos Mentor," the total number of people affected is less than one-third?
Ninglu frowned slightly; the Vesa's will was even stronger than he had anticipated.

Hiring the Vesas who did not submit to him would be an unimaginable astronomical sum.

Nimrod recalled that the massive organization targeting the legendary Inquisitor Greg Eisenhorn, in order to obtain the many items left behind in the Demon Prince's tomb, only hired eight hundred people, seventy of whom were tasked with wiping out him and his followers.

This was the wealth they had accumulated over 380 years, yet they could only employ the Sobo tribe for a few years.

Taking into account the organization's wealth, Nimrod deduced that the planetary governor of the Hive World could not sustain more than five hundred Vesa mercenaries.

That was a fully developed hive world, not the empire worlds that are still growing and under construction, and at the cost of no increase in assets.

The number of people a sub-sector governor can employ will not exceed three thousand, and a sector governor is unlikely to have more than five thousand.

This came at a huge cost to the imperial elites, resulting in no one hiring Vesas on a large scale.

With the same wealth, they could recruit and arm millions of planetary defense troops across the world. While the Vessa are powerful, they cannot single-handedly defeat thousands in most missions, such as guarding assets or searching for and eliminating rebels.

In Nimrod's view, the Vesa's greatest role was to combat chaos.

Their unwavering will, general psychic insensitivity, and especially the presence of a large number of Untouchables, prevent them from being corrupted by Chaos.

They will play a significant role in the grand birthday celebrations and in expanding their territory in the Unseen Abyss.

But Ninglu felt heavy financial pressure as soon as his plan began.

Unlike the nobles who would later employ the Vessa, they wanted to employ thousands of tribes and tens of thousands of Vessa people.

This will inevitably affect the development of many of its territories.

Although the Vesa have not yet left their planet to become the most famous mercenaries in the Misty Starfield, their pragmatic nature and focus on material wealth will soon lead them to realize their own worth.

[Well, fortunately, the land conquered from the world and the weapons forged from it can serve as payment.]
As Ninglu pondered, he hoped to shift his attention to the children on the black basalt pillars.

Eighty-nine children, thirty-six of whom submitted.

Slightly more than two-fifths of the total.

Ning Lu's eyes lit up, and his brows relaxed.

[Indeed, children whose minds have not yet fully developed, who have not spent enough time in constant contact with untouchables, and who have not yet begun interrogation training, lack the willpower and energy of adults.]
His joy lasted less than three seconds before a burst of orange-red light suddenly appeared.

Ok?
Ninglu's obsidian-like pupils dilated dramatically, the flagpole scorching hot, making his neck feel hot, the heat spreading throughout his body.

The number of blood points that the Sobo tribe had submitted to was rapidly decreasing; there were fewer than a hundred adults and only nineteen children left.

A term that Ninglu had seen in the minds of ordinary Sobo people flashed through his mind: the twilight moon.

His gaze was deep as he stared at the slowly rising orange-red moon.

[Like the Wolf Moon of Fenris, such a special moon?]

Visayas's satellite, this orange-yellow moon, does not appear to be the result of the reflection of a red star.

Could the twilight moon be a unique origin of the Vesa people?
As Ning Lu pondered, he felt a complex gaze directed at him.

He looked at Etsack and saw shock, scrutiny, and a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

Etsack gripped his falcon dagger as he approached the black-armored, golden-winged giant.

"Your offspring are very strong."

How much better are you than him?

Ning Lu smiled calmly, "I'll give you a chance."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Eitsack lunged forward, his Falcon Dagger aimed straight for his groin.

The blue and white sword light suddenly leaped up and bloomed in the twilight.

With a short, piercing crack, the gleaming Falcon Dagger flew out of his hand.

The gleaming, icy blade rested on Eitsak's throat, the chill causing his throat to tighten instinctively.

The blue-white light dimmed slightly, and the Vaal Sword was slightly affected by the Untouchables, causing the sharpness of its psionic blade to diminish somewhat.

The Falcon Dagger spun and fell, its blade, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, embedding itself in the black basalt ground.

Ning Lu sheathed his sword and tucked it back into his waistband.

The cold, blue-white blades reflected in the eyes of the Vesa people sent chills down their spines, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

The strongest man in Vesa, the chieftain of the Sobo tribe, Etsak, would be instantly killed.

Floating Buddha!
The names of the legendary gods resounded in their minds.

Ninglu, carrying the flagpole, sensed that the number of blood points had increased: the number of adults who had submitted had risen to 140, and the number of children to 29.

"Let's talk while we eat."

“Okay.” Etsak readily accepted. [Perhaps, what the ancestor killed was not the real Buddha God, but His falcon.]

The black-armored, golden-winged giant is the true god of the Floating Pagoda.
Ning Lu glanced up at the orange-red moon, pressed the communication bead, and gave the order to prepare delicious food and wine.

He then instructed, "Scan the Vesa moon at full power, that orange-red satellite."

(End of this chapter)