Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 737 (Fifth Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions) Dark Fire Supreme Captain: Lord Ninglu is a Deity Incarnate
The tenth standard day since the liberation of Nalindi in the agricultural world.

The Shadow of Reigns, Primarch Office.

Ninglu leaned back on the throne, scrutinizing the Supreme Captain of the "Dark Fire," Schulzer, before him.

He was dressed in a red and black knight's uniform, with a magnificent noble longsword at his waist. He spoke in standard but slow-paced Vostonia.

"Lord Ninglu, the divine machine of 'Dark Fire' awaits your command."

Standing at the entrance to the Primarch's office, Etsack's muscles were relaxed. He already knew that even on a vast battlefield, in Vesa's insignificant war, few could reach this place.

In fact, it never has.

But he remained vigilant, like an eagle hunting its prey, ready to pounce at any moment.

Out of the corner of his left eye, Eitsack caught sight of Schürzel kneeling on one knee, and his eyes flashed.

He was clearly different from before, showing extraordinary respect for Lord Ninglu.

During his brief time on the corner of the officers' deck, Etsack learned from conversations between the red-robed automaton and others that the Supreme Captain was the title of a tribal chief of the Titan Legion.

He shouldn't be so obsequious.

Ninglu nodded almost imperceptibly. After three weeks of standard voyage time, Schürzel had been almost completely "corrupted".

Given the right opportunity, he will become completely loyal to me.

During this process, Nimrod confirmed that abilities such as "majesty" and "corrosion," which are not related to psychic powers, would not be affected by untouchables.

He also vaguely concluded that after digesting the "Chaos Mentor," the "corruption" effect of the "majesty" superimposed on it was three-fifths more effective than the real "Corrupted Baron."

This improvement is a reduction in the time required for "corrosion".

“Schulzel,” Nimrod said with a friendly smile, “the time you’ve been waiting for has come. The ‘Dark Fire’ has descended upon Hofalbion!”

"Your command is the path guided by the Holy Light of Om Messiah!"

With powerful strides, Schulzer boarded the Stormbird, activated the communicator, and issued the command to awaken the Divine Machine.

Two sidereal hours later, he entered the hangar and saw the Sage holding aloft the Scepter of Ohm Messiah, surrounded by 120 technical priests praying aloud:

"Om Messiah, behold your great deeds, your divine power awakens, sweep away the enemy!"

[To win glory, and to live up to Lord Nimrod's expectations.] Schulzer silently murmured to himself.

Amidst the pervasive incense smoke, he walked toward his Radiant Glory, looking up at the "Darkfire" Legion emblem inscribed on the long banner between the giant mechanical legs.

The blazing fireworks reflected in his eyes, and the golden laurel wreath shimmered under the glow of the lumen lamps.

Schulzelle saw the sage approach, raised his hand high, and chanted aloud:
"...Grant Him the power to destroy humanity's enemies!"

"Awaken, glorious flames!"

The plasma reactor roared to life, filling the nostrils with the pungent smell of engine fuel.

Boom!

The hatch of the God Machine opened, and Schulzer straightened his collar before walking toward the Giant Foot amidst the crowd.

He swiftly ascended the passageway and stepped onto the command bridge.

The interior of the steel-headed Blazing Glory ship is spacious and flat, with numerous control panels embedded in the sunken deck of the main passageway.

Schürlzer walked to the front of the bridge and sat in the central command chair between three seats.

A technical priest in a red robe appeared on either side of him, their movements perfectly coordinated as they helped him put on signal transmission gloves, where sensor particles were tightly bonded to his skin.

The subsequent revelation led to the placement of a neural sensing device on the top of his head.

"Sir, please remain still." Accompanied by a muffled warning, thin silver metal wires, finer than a human hair, meandered out from the neck restraint ring.

Silver tendrils pierced through Schulzer's eye, climbed along the optic nerve, entered the skull, and connected with the cerebral cortex.

The cold pain made him shudder, but he quickly relaxed.

The brain regions that are not usually used are fully activated, and a vast flow of information flows into his thoughts. The entire giant machine is an extension of his flesh and blood.

Schulzer let out a satisfied chuckle. He looked down upon all living beings and transformed into a blazing divine machine. Only a demigod walking among mortals, Lord Ninglu, could unleash the same scorching flames of war upon his enemies.

call!
Fireworks erupted, scorching his cerebral cortex.

Schulzer sensed the machine spirit's discontent. "He is a true demigod."

"Horus is called the god of wolf shepherds, which I have my doubts about, but Lord Nimrod is undoubtedly a demigod who walks among mortals."

As the transport ship pierced the dim sky with billowing smoke and bursts of fire, Schürlzer could still feel his scalp burning.

The wide hatch burst open with a roar, and as the braking frame disengaged, he strode confidently down the deck first.

Two general-class Titans followed closely behind him, forming a three-unit formation.

The Blazing Glory moved with heavy steps, its shockwaves traveling through the bedrock and reverberating for kilometers.

The post-hypnotic implant, deeply embedded in the subconscious mind, was activated, and a torrent of data flowed through Schulzer's eyes:
Weapons ready, fuel plentiful...

Remotely detected enemy targets are classified into runes of different colors.

Schürlzer's pupils flashed, and he locked onto his target with a sharp contraction.

He found a target for the Glory of Flames: a blue and red High Valia Titan.

The Titan Machine of the "Ripper" Titan Legion. The moment Schulzer clenched his glove, a thunderous roar resounded from the shoulder of the Blazing Glory.

The deadly missile roared out, engulfing the wounded body in thick smoke as it struck the blue-red corpse.

A cheer erupted from the control panel of the Blazing Glory, the recoil and tremors continuing to shake its massive head and steel shoulders.

Without waiting for the command bridge to stabilize, Schürlzer flicked his wrist, and the two volcano cannons connected by the transmission glove emitted a blinding light.

The gyro stabilizer rotates and corrects the angle, causing the dazzling white laser beam to fly towards the enemy aircraft along the set trajectory.

Amidst a thunderous roar, the warrior-class titans on both sides eagerly joined the attack.

Rumble!
The blue-green Ripper Titan exploded, its shattered remains scattering as it crashed into the hard rock, creating more than a dozen fiery craters.

Schürlzer let out a soft, unfinished sigh, and with heavy steps, he headed toward the direction from which the thermal signal had risen.

The megawatt-level energy released by the volcano cannon exploded with a sound that drowned out the tremors of the earth.

The blue-green Rhino troop carrier soared into the sky, leaving a charred mark in the smoke.

The Supreme Valia Alloy Fortress vanished into white steam, as if the mountain had been hollowed out.

The Blazing Glory strode forward, its heavy array of spectral sensors, electromagnetic detectors, radar scanners, echolocation devices, and other instruments depicting the entire battlefield area.

Whoosh...

On both sides of the rocky mountain, hundreds of artillery platforms rotated, and fierce tongues of fire surged forth.

The speeding shells crashed repeatedly into the shimmering void shield, producing a series of explosions.

The Blazing Glory remained completely unmoved under the firepower of twelve "Solar Auxiliary Army" artillery regiments.

Six Void Shield Generators protected the Titan, allowing it to launch a counterattack with composure.

The whistling missiles tore through the bunker, and white beams of light evaporated the entire artillery platform.

The three Titan warriors were relentlessly bombarding the artillery positions when suddenly a dazzling blue light rose from the mountainside.

The blinding beam of light pierced through the void shield of the Blazing Glory, sliced ​​through the several-meter-thick adamantite armor, and damaged the power system of its right arm.

"Allocate full power and restart the Void Shield!"

"Back off!"

Schulzer gave the order, and the Glory of Flames retreated behind the two Warlord-class Divine Machines.

He examined the report with suspicion; the Void Shield had been overloaded instantly by a single attack.

"Plasma beam cannon!"

After reading the report, he felt increasingly puzzled.

Plasma weapons are extremely unstable and will overheat after a few shots, making them unable to continue attacking. None of the Imperial Warlord-class Titans use this type of weapon.

The only weakness of the Warlord-class Titan is its plasma reactor protected by the Void Shield.

As Xu Erzeller pondered in confusion, a blinding red light shot up, and the Dark Cloud Void Shield on his left front overloaded.

The Ripper Titan launched a series of attacks.

Schulzer glanced at the Void Shield restart progress: 41%.

Time is running out.

"Allocate full power, left arm volcano cannon."

The robotic arm rose up, gleaming brightly, and even the breathing on the command bridge became heavy and slow.

Just as Schulzer was about to issue the attack order, the ether reader suddenly emitted a piercing alarm sound.

"Warning! Warning! High-energy ether reading, peak..."

A blinding beam of light streaked across the light sensor, and a towering bolt of lightning enveloped the giant spear as it descended from the sky.

Rumble!
A thunderous tremor shook the earth, the crimson-blue Titan exploded, and flying fragments, wreathed in flames, crashed to the ground.

Schulzer stared wide-eyed at the golden-winged, black-armored figure that had leaped into his field of vision.

Whether the Primarchs could rival the machines of the gods has always been a hot topic of discussion among the Mechanicus, especially the Titan Order.

The prevailing idea within Huangquan No. 8 is that the Primarch can only have a chance if he gets close.

just now.

Lord Ninglu destroyed a powerful war general-class Titan with a simple wave of his hand.

This shows that he is capable of doing it.

Schulzer gazed up at the towering figure, his mouth and heart praising it in unison:
"Lord Nimrod!"

"He is a god who descended to the mortal world!"

"The incarnation of Om Messiah!"

His scalp was warm, but not burning hot.

The spirit of the Blazing Glory also agreed with the Supreme Captain's statement.

(End of this chapter)