Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 851 The chances of obtaining the head of Mortarion's adoptive father, Nekare, are even greater.

998.M30.

Within the Primal Space, the Primarch's Office on the Shadow of Reign.

Ninglu leaned against the throne, listening to the report from the Fifth Warband Lord, "Recorder" San Diego Bergkamp.

“My Lord, I have obeyed Your command and established special coordinates within the primordial space.”

“Very good.” Ninglu nodded.

He said to the demonic psionicist and Arsena Dunn, who was standing on the other side, "Let's embark on an ethereal journey."

“Follow Your will,” Santiago and the Primarch's servants said in unison.

In an instant, the three of them ascended to the second level of Magnus's state of mind, their bodies of light breaking free from the constraints of their physical forms and rising slowly.

They avoided the doorway where Etsak stood and flew in the opposite direction.

In an instant, three figures flashing with light arrived outside the lower deck, and the crack created by the Hlav net ship in the ape force field flew straight out.

The demon-type psionicist, San Diego, looked around and sighed.

"This is the most unique ether travel I have ever experienced."

"There are no bloodthirsty, shark-like warp predators, but there are countless screaming souls..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of voices rang out simultaneously.

"Ninglu! Shadow of Order!" The voices seemed to be tuned to the same communication channel, blending together to form a dense rustling sound of sedge, filled with endless resentment.

"We are the destroyers of the world; we devour the souls of countless lives!"

A series of chilling tendrils swept over, and just as they were about to touch the three of them, "Chaos Mentor" Ninglu's eyes narrowed.

His spirituality was projected out, amplifying his magnificent will.

Ah!
Countless screams rang out at the same time, and the ghosts of the Khlavs fled in panic.

"Adams and his Fourth Warband will need a long time." Primarch's gaze was deep as he surveyed his surroundings.

Tens of thousands of Hlav's souls lingered in the net boats before them, wandering around.

Saint Diego, a demonic psionicist, consciously led the way, his body, constructed of countless arcane symbols, accompanied by a towering figure amidst interplay of light and shadow.

The "Mystic Mentor" Alsena surveyed his surroundings with his long, narrow blue eyes, recalling the records in the Flao people's ancient texts.

"This place is strange..."

"The place is filled with the smell of decay and rot, and it's like a spider's nest."

The demon-type psionicist, San Diego, nodded in agreement. "That's right."

"The primordial space is actually a special dimension of subspace, and the characteristics of the physical world would not be so obvious."

"But while Lady Hera destroyed many worlds and devoured countless souls, she also brought the rotten and decaying atmosphere of the real world back to their dimension."

A streak of light rose from his right hand, which he then swung forward.

call!
As if a curtain had been drawn back, elegant buildings appeared out of thin air.

"The buildings here are the spoils of war brought from reality by a Heraf Originator after he devoured an Eldar city."

"As for the feeling of the spider's nest, it is a racial characteristic of Lady Hera, a collective consciousness formed within the dimension that has created this imprint."

"At the same time, it is also closely related to their connection with the real world and their methods of subspace travel."

As the demonic psionicist Saint Diego spoke, he passed through the wreckage and arrived before a shadow throne that floated without any support.

He once belonged to a being who possessed a throne of war.

"Although the primordial space belongs to the subspace dimension, it is directly connected to the real world."

“What I mean is, it’s not just their homeworld, which spans six star systems across the Ghoul Sector, that’s a special entrance.”

"What I'm referring to is the Originator sitting on the throne, who can use his powerful psychic abilities to locate a certain place in the real world. Once his mind successfully parasitizes an individual, the destruction of the world begins."

Alsena immediately thought of the records in the Hrud mycelium scroll, and everything that had happened to Msper and Indra Sur.

"The Herafs will follow the 'spider webs' spreading from the Source Ones, infiltrating the real world, parasitizing and devouring everyone's spirit." "This devouring usually takes place over centuries, depending on the population size and how many psionicists or sufficiently powerful minds are available in the area to serve as psionic focal points."

Ninglu, the "Mentor of Chaos," stared at the Shadow Throne, his obsidian eyes filled with lines of rules.

He stared at the blue lines of rules within, following the threads and gazing into the distance.

Looking beyond the primordial space.

Starships shuttle back and forth, spires stand tall, and industrial smog shrouds the world like a heavy lid.

The Imperial Hive World, Sussex.

Ning Lu's gaze was deep, his mind racing, and his plan became more refined.

[Hmm... the chances of getting the head of Mortarion's adoptive father, Nekare, are much better now.]
Although he had gathered all the potion ingredients, it was not the best combination. Among the overlord's heads, the best was Nekare's.

Nimrod considered that it would take time to kill the Primarch during his ascension and complete the ritual, so he naturally wanted to try to get Nekal's head.

He has already experienced the benefits of using superior potion ingredients.

The Queen Bee allowed him to control the Soul-Eating Bees.

Not long ago, when King Sloth ordered him to unleash his "Willpower," he easily overwhelmed a group of Originators and Herav, but King Herav resisted the impact.

He unleashed his full power to overwhelm King Helav.

If King Schloss were not used, and other Schlosses were employed instead, it might not be possible to overpower King Heraf.

As Nimrod pondered, the body of the demonic psionicist Saint Diego radiated a dazzling aetheric light.

Three figures were surrounded by colorful light that flashed by quickly before stopping in an instant.

Ninglu looked around and saw a web of nests floating in front of him.

On the Shadow Throne sits the Origin One, resembling a mummy.

Centered on him, four dim, needle-like net ships and thousands of lifeless pods extend outwards in a spiderweb-like pattern.

“My Lord, I have found the bodies of fourteen Origin Beings in the Origin Space. They must have died tens of millions of years ago.”

The "Mentor of Chaos," Nimrod, examined the withered corpse waiting on the throne, upon which a spiritual radiance still lingered.

Hmm... Spiritual energy doesn't dissipate as quickly in the primordial space as it does in the real world.

It can also be used as an ingredient in potions, but the effect is less pronounced.

Adding to the previous fifty-two, that means that, excluding myself, I can cultivate a maximum of sixty-five "fallen counts," far more than I anticipated.
He gazed at the Heraf ship and gave instructions to the demonic psionicist and San Diego, who would be promoted to Sequence 5 "Traveler" of the "Gate" pathway in a year.

"Lady Hera's warp travel technology is unique. I will dig out the secrets from the minds of the Originators. You will be responsible for studying their net ships."

"And the extermination carbine."

"Besides that, I have another task for you. Let's go back."

The demon-type psionicists' eyes flashed, and a streak of light swept past as they returned to their office.

After returning to his golden body, Ning Lu opened the drawer of his desk and took out a data crystal that shone brightly.

"You will lead your team to a special dimension where psionic dragons live and establish special coordinates."

Nimrod used the fully charged Prophecy Dice to perform divination, confirming the home of the psionic dragons, and unexpectedly discovered that this species lived within a pocket dimension.

He was overjoyed and, after a divination, gained three insights:
The Psionic Dragon is a decent Psionic pet; it is one of the four special coordinates required for the "Traveler" quest and is permanent; it is used to complete the "Dreamer" pathway sequence 5 "Dream Walker" advancement ceremony.

"Pat's team of priests will accompany you."

"You also need to bring back at least four psionic dragons for me."

“Follow Your will.” San Diego bowed and accepted the order.

After Santiago received his orders and left, the Primarch's servant, with his snow-white hair, looked toward the throne and reported.

"My lord, I have tallied the losses suffered by the various units of the legion in this battle."

(End of this chapter)