Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 754 Tzeentch's Displeased Change

In the highest heavens, atop the Rainbow Plateau, stands the Crystal Labyrinth.

The demons throughout the entire realm could sense the presence of the Crystal Labyrinth.

The road, made of crystals of various colors, is constantly shifting and changing every moment.

They crisscrossed and spread throughout the realm of the treacherous.

Lies and schemes have created hidden channels that have infiltrated the territories of other gods, connecting the chaotic realms of conflict.

Every bend, corner, and dead end is a whim of fate.

In the heart of the labyrinth, where no one has gone mad and no one can find, stands a majestic, impossible fortress.

The walls of the Impossible Fortress spew forth light of every color in the spectrum, as well as hues unknown to the real universe.

Colorful rays of light intersect at some unknown point, with countless threads intertwined.

He shifted his gaze from Magnus, whose eyes had changed from red to blue, and turned to the planet Purgatory.

"Ninlu, the Hand of Darkness."

The face that suddenly appeared on His right shoulder repeated in a subtle tone: "Nimrod, the Hand of Darkness."

“Abaddon…change…everything…” The cheerful tone came to an abrupt halt.

As the face on his right shoulder burst like a bubble, the face that suddenly sprouted from his left leg repeated itself. "Abaddon...change...everything..."

"No!" The face emerging from the left chest screamed in displeasure, "No!"

"Blackrock Fortress, Cardia, the Great Rift tears the galaxy apart."

The face on the right side repeated in a low voice, "Blackrock Fortress, Cardia, the Great Rift tears the galaxy apart."

Silence, stillness.

……

"Kadia, the Ascendant, Loga, the Eye of the Night."

A thread of fate lay before Tzeentch, enveloped in blue light.

His large maw at his waist emitted a sound of pleasure. "Kadia, the Ascended, Loga, Eye of the Night."

……

945.M30.

In the hazy star field, at the edge of the "Eye of Fear," lies Kadia.

A world yet to be discovered by the empire.

The little girl, Ingesel, has a face that belies her age; she appears to be praying devoutly in her sleep.

With a full head of jet-black hair, a slender and beautiful figure, she had several skulls hanging from her belt.

The cloak draped over her shoulders was made from dried human skin that had been tanned.

Her cloak shimmered with the pale brown hue of spoiled peaches, and coarse black thread strung together heavy leather.

Her beautiful yet sinister purple eyes were surrounded by pale paint depicting the emblems of the various tribes of Cadia.

She knelt on the ground, head bowed, her purple eyes shining as she listened to the voice of the true God.

“Ingsal, the chosen one, is the guide of the gods.”

"Your voice is my divine decree."

A giant figure suddenly appeared.

In her dream, even as an adult, she only reached the giant's waist.

The giant held a scepter, wore gray armor, and was covered with scrolls and papers.

The giant's entire face, from his smooth head to his jaw, was covered with rows of dense and neat characters.

Ingesell recognized the script as being extremely similar to that of Kadia.

She was born without any teacher, yet she naturally learned to understand these characters, including the characters on the giant's face.

They express different meanings: prophecies of a bright future, reverent prayers, and supplications for divine assistance...

"Logar Aurelion, a blessed name, a favorite of the four gods."

“You will guide him and enlighten him to discover the truth.”

"When you complete your mission, the gods will elevate you! You are Ingsal the Ascended!" Ingsal remembered Loka's figure, and a joyful smile spread across her face.

“I will follow the will of the gods and guide Your favorite to discover the truth.”

A brilliant light suddenly rose up, and the girl from the savage tribe received divine revelation.

She understood what the universe, galaxies, interstellar travel, star maps, etc. were...

"The Eye of the Night shall belong to Loka, the beloved son of the gods."

"You will lead him to find his own artifact, to Unswald, and to obtain his own divine weapon."

"Follow Your divine decree."

Ingesell opened his eyes, his purple pupils brimming with a wisdom beyond his years.

She got up and walked outside. As she passed, dozens of savages dressed in tattered clothes and draped in strange leather bowed their heads in unison.

Ingsel calmly walked through the crowd to the cave entrance.

The savages followed in her footsteps, looking up at the sky with her.

All the eyes shimmered with the same purple hue as the turbulent sky.

Ingesell raised his arms and gazed at the distant stars—Unswald:

"I am Ingsal, the Chosen One! I am the Ascended One!"

The barbarians knelt down in unison, shouting fervently, "Ingsal the Ascended!"

Their language is exactly the same as that of the Colchis in the Pacific region, countless light-years away.

At the same moment that Ingesell received revelation, the third layer of space in the "Land of Disorder".

Ning Lu scrutinized the floating claw in front of him.

He saw the dark claws of the outside world, shrouded in thick, dark shadows within the "Land of Chaos".

Black mist rose from Ninglu's obsidian eyes.

His gaze immediately pierced through the thick shadows, revealing the writhing red threads and the jet-black tangled threads within.

Ninglu stared at the faint black threads, their connection to the hand of darkness seemingly imperceptible.

"The uniqueness of the 'Hanged Man' route."

“It’s not an extraordinary characteristic of the ‘Dark Angel’,” Ninglu sighed with some regret.

He also wanted to have all-around abilities, but the "shepherd" could not meet his needs.

Uniqueness is desirable, but it's currently unusable; "Dark Angel" is just right.

The Hanged Man lacks the authority of the Red Priests or the authority of the Twilight Giants, so Nimrod cannot currently rely on the Source Matter to utilize this uniqueness.

The power of the "Hanged Man" flashed through Ninglu's mind.

The "Hanged Man" is the true god who rules the realm of depravity; he is a combination of black shadows and writhing flesh.

His sovereign authority: depravity, shadow, flesh and blood.

The Hanged Man has five heads and corresponding shadows, each possessing authority over the realms of shadow, darkness, depravity, filth, and mutation. He also embodies the concepts of sin and sacrifice, and some of these symbols.

Subordinate authority: filth, mutation.

Parts of authority: darkness, guilt, sacrifice.

The "Dark Angel" can simultaneously release each soul it is "herding," up to a maximum of twenty-two.

These souls obey the commands of the "Dark Angels" completely and are able to fully utilize their abilities, rather than being chosen by the "Shepherds".

As the Primarch, Nimrod's combat power far exceeds that of Sequence 5. The "Shepherd" provides almost no boost to his combat power, while the "Dark Angel" can greatly enhance his combat power.

If the Dark Hand is Sequence 1 "Dark Angel", it can be used after Nimrod "Associates" it, but its uniqueness will prevent its use for the time being.

"Well, at least the 'Hanged Man' has fallen into my hands. Including the 'Red Priestess,' the 'Witch,' and the 'Twilight Giant,' I now possess four uniquenesses."

"After advancing to Sequence 4, I should be able to use the uniqueness of 'The Hanged Man' and 'The Witch'."

"At least for now, it can be used to control Blackrock Fortress."

　P.S.: I finished writing this ahead of schedule today and am posting it early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)