Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 723 Old Man Huang is a Little Bit Amazing
Ninglu sat on a huge rock, looking up at the night sky.

The orange moon rises high in the sky.

he mused.

The orange-red light only illuminates the earth at dusk.

The flagpole bearing the unique identity of the "Red Priest" was only scorching hot at that time.

The supernatural influence only manifests at dusk.
Ninglu thoughtfully withdrew his gaze and looked at the Vesa people around him.

The men and women sitting around did not touch the Vostonia Las Vodka.

Their movements as they tore at the food were swift and precise.

They bit into the Attila Oviga steak, swallowing the piping hot, golden cartilage along with the firm meat.

They ignored the wasabi sauce, grabbed handfuls of the sea cradle salmon with their hands, and stuffed them into their mouths.

……

Faced with the lavish banquets of the Vostochny nobility, the Vesians were like emotionless, cold servants, simply absorbing the energy from the food.

Chief Etsak of the Sobo tribe popped a handful of Ryan's Emerald Berries into his mouth.

The jade-colored amniotic sac bursts open one after another, revealing a top note of lychee moistened by morning dew, a middle note of crisp snow pear, and a base note of rich strawberry freshness, all blending and blooming together.

With a gurgling sound, he swallowed a jadeberry worth an entire Nest City factory.

"Ninglu, how much will you pay us to hire us?"

Aytesak is addressed by his name, and whether or not he is a Buddha does not affect his demand for rewards.

He was concerned about Ninglu's formidable strength and his offspring—the Shadow of Order.

He was defeated not just by ten black-armored warriors, but by more than a hundred, including fourteen with identical swords at their waists.

Ninglu and his sons were able to slaughter the entire Sobo tribe.

Etsack recognized this, and fortunately, Nimrod did not use it to threaten to lower the price.

Ninglu tilted his head back and drank the red rasvet in his cup, the scalding liquid sliding down his esophagus into his stomach.

He put down his wine cup and spoke in the Buddhist language.

"I need to test you before I can give you a quote."

Considering the enormous cost of hiring the Vesas, Nimrod decided to stay there temporarily.

By leveraging the uniqueness of the "Red Priest" and their own extraordinary abilities, they can subjugate the Vessa.

At the same time, he also needs to have a detailed understanding of the Vesa's psychic resistance, including the children who are potential sources of new recruits.

The Empire's "Twenty-Four Psionic Levels" system divides psionic talent into twenty-four positive and negative levels by detecting and recording an individual's psionic activity and power level.

Negative spiritual energy levels can extend to P, which is below the Gentle level.

The Vesa are very slow to react to psychic energy, and the entire group is negative psychic.

However, their resistance to psionic energy and the warp differs:

Σ and T levels will only ignore subspace fluctuations and psionic phenomena.

The Y, Φ, Χ and Ψ levels possess varying degrees of psionic resistance.

The Ω-level is the untouchable, while the negative Ω-level is the exclusive level of the Qilisas assassin.

Ninglu conjectured that only Vesa people of the Σ and T levels could be successfully transformed into the Shadow of Order.

The failure rate for Y, Φ, Χ and Ψ level surgeries should be very high, and Ω and negative Ω level surgeries have absolutely no possibility of being transformed into Order Shadows.

Although he did not know the secrets behind Huang Laohan's creation of Astartes, it was clear that warp-space elements were involved.

Unfortunately, I don't know how the Grey Knight transforms into the Ferryman.

The Astartes, possessing psychic powers, were actually transformed into an Untouchable through a reverse process; Old Man Huang is incredibly powerful!
Ninglu thought of Balsa Kuturi, the curator of the "Dark Raven Guard" think tank whom he had "corrupted," and his ambition ignited. A thought suddenly occurred to him: [Perhaps there's a chance to steal this secret.]

If Balthazar remains as I remember, becoming the founding mentor of the "Grey Knights," I will have the opportunity to uncover the secrets of the Grey Knights and the transformation of the Ferrymen in the Burial Grounds.
As Ninglu conceived the idea of ​​raising cattle, the tribal chief fell into deep thought.

I know absolutely nothing about the outer world.

I don't know our exact value, but during the testing phase, I can gather intelligence to negotiate a suitable price for myself and my people.
After thinking about this, Etsack replied, "Okay."

Ninglu picked up the bottle, poured the red las vodka into a glass, and asked casually.

"I have traveled through hundreds of galaxies, and the moon in Visayas is orange, which is very rare."

"Is there anything special about it?"

Eitsack shook his head. "No, it's just the moon."

[A very Vessa-like answer.] Nimrod thought to himself, "Visaan pragmatism," and asked with a glimmer of hope.

"What happens when the orange light shines on the earth at dusk?"

Etsack slurped down the Triken soup, a broth made with onions, beets, cabbage, carrots, cream, and other ingredients.

"We will launch an attack on another tribe at dusk."

"The tribal chief succession ceremony takes place at dusk."

Ninglu unexpectedly gained intelligence, and he immediately noticed the unusual phenomenon of dusk in the Vesa culture.

Although the predecessor of "Death Guard", "Twilight Raider" preferred to launch attacks at dusk.

However, the Vesa did not undergo the transformation, nor did they possess superhuman vision in the dark, unlike those born in worlds like Mordian in the Eternal Night.

The best time to launch a surprise attack is during the early morning hours when the guards are most exhausted.
As Ninglu pondered, his gaze fell on Aitsaac's waist.

"Your Falcon Dagger is unusual. Where did it come from?"

Seeing that Etzsak did not respond, the "Chaos Mentor" said in a deep voice.

"Peace of mind!"

"I will not take your weapon by force. If you want it, it will be mine when I defeat you."

"I'm just curious about it."

Etsak was no stranger to Nimrod's words: the victor takes the spoils of the loser and may even annex the entire tribe; this was a Vesa tradition.

“My ancestors…”

As the tribal chief recounted the tales, the Vesa people learned about legends they had never heard before.

They learned the origins of the Buddhist language and script, but their eating speed did not slow down at all.

They had no interest in legends or ancestors; a good weapon or a well-fed wild beast was far more appealing.

Ninglu frowned slightly. Even by the standards of legend, the story of Aitesak's ancestor killing the Buddha God was too brief.

There was no crude era; the Vesa, who lived by fighting, didn't even have the useless concept of time.

There is no epic to tell the story, describing the cause and process; it simply states that the ancestors spent four days and four nights killing the eagle-shaped bird, nothing more.

"Where did the pagoda fall?" Ninglu asked, trying to get more information.

“Then,” Etsack raised his hand and pointed to Nimrod’s four o’clock position, “18,400 paces.”

"Our ancestors used the remains of the pagoda to carve words and pictures."

Ninglu's eyes lit up as he noted down the location Etsak had pointed to.

The following day, as the heavy landing ship landed at the opened landing site and the apothecaries began testing the Sobo tribe, Ninglu flapped his golden wings and flew in the direction Aitsaac had pointed.

(End of this chapter)