[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor":3,"chapter-warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-267":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Warhammer: The 11th Primarch - The Black Emperor",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1510816,1962,"Chapter 267: The Whisperlance of the Nekuli","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-267",267,"\u003Cp>Stepping into the fortress, the attackers they faced were not Fra'al, but a new xeno species.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were lanky humanoids, with scalelike spines rising from their scalps. Their eyes were pale white slits, almost without a nose, and their jaws jutted forward, two thin tusks hooking upward over their upper lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them were hunched, shambling as they raised their weapons and opened fire on the Shadows of Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sight of them, Nareth immediately recognized their race, the Nekuli.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Nekuli… Whisperlances.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed, for among the ones holding automatic rifles, a few elites carried strange weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front half resembled two chainswords fused together, lined with serrated teeth. The rear half was a grooved barrel, its valves, reeds, and resonance chambers forming a system reminiscent of musical instruments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So it truly is the Whisperlance.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Whisperlance served as a primary material for the Sequence 7 \"Weapon Master\" path, following after Sequence 9 \"Warrior\" and Sequence 8 \"Pugilist.\" The other key material was the arm of a Viskeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth knew that both the Viskeons and the Nekuli were among the finest bounty hunter and mercenary races in the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The auxiliary materials for the \"Weapon Master\" also related to the Viskeons, their blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted to the Honor Guard: \"It's the Nekuli! Beware their strange weapons! Use your Lyman's Ear to filter out the abnormal sounds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his words fell, the Nekuli turned their Whisperlances toward his position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a roar, the weapons activated, releasing a piercing hum. At its touch, the Nekuli themselves began to tremble, their bodies resonating in perfect harmony with the spears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mercenaries aimed at the Honor Guard, bullets carried within a sheath of sound waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound wasn't shrill or harsh, it was a low, murmuring whisper, like voices at the edge of one's ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Honor Guard was a heartbeat too slow, failing to filter the anomalous sound through his Lyman's Ear as the Gene-Father had commanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whispers slid into his ears, dizzying him, leaving him swaying on his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bullet struck his power armor, leaving a dent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others reacted in time, filtering the whispers, and returned fire with their bolters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thunder of explosive rounds clashed strangely with the low murmuring of the Whisperlances, creating an uncanny soundscape across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dazed Guard stood stupefied, as though hypnotized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nekuli were startled that their weapons could not pierce the black-armored giants, and so they focused their fire on the dazed target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's ears twitched, he shut the whispers out entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden wings flared, lifting him into the air, and he swooped down to shield his stricken son beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullets spattered harmlessly against the radiant wings, ricocheting away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's left hand reached down, seizing his son by the shoulder and hurling him backward to safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nekuli mercenaries charged the Honor Guard. One elite, bearing a Whisperlance, thrust at the black-armored warrior before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strike was impossibly fast, too swift even for the Shadow of Order to evade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The serrated blade shrieked as it pierced the armor, and the whispers burrowed into the Astartes' mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warrior froze, eyes glazing, falling into a trance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spinning teeth tore through him, sawing his body in half without resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's wings beat once, hurling him above the killer's head. He plummeted down, crushing the Nekuli into pulp beneath his heel, though he deliberately spared the arm and Whisperlance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose again, diving and striking, his Sword of Vaul cleaving down Nekuli elite after elite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the fortress' heart, a palace stood. From its high dais, the Fra'al commander watched in horror as the Nekuli mercenary lines he had paid dearly for collapsed entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to another mercenary leader at his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Milosh, the Nekuli are worthless. Now it is time for the Viskeons to prove they are the galaxy's finest mercenaries.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Milosh grinned viciously, full of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Viskeons are already the top mercenaries in the galaxy. We'll kill every black-armored warrior who breached these walls.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Night has fallen. This is the Viskeons's hour.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he strode to the gate. Before leaving, he glanced back at the Fra'al commander and warned: \"When the battle is over, I expect my payment. Be ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twirled his strange blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fra'al glass-blades, crystals, and the rest of my promised reward.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, I keep my word,\" the commander replied, but once Milosh was gone, his eyes grew cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arrogant mercenaries… to dare threaten me. If not for my lack of soldiers, you cold-blooded beasts wouldn't even be worthy to beg for the chance to serve me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that very moment, on another front, Pell of the Eleventh Legion led his Fifth Company against the xeno in the planet's second-largest fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The xenos they faced resembled Orks in that their bodies were green, but they were far slimmer, though their mouths were still filled with tusks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They carried no ranged weapons, only strange blades: wooden shafts tipped with four spearhead-like fangs, the base of the weapon sprouting additional jagged teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first sight, Pell judged from their weapons that they must be capable melee fighters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when battle began, he realized they were far weaker than expected, sluggish, lazy, posing little threat to the Shadows of Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only dangers were their unnatural regeneration and the acid they spat from their mouths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as dusk deepened, the xenos transformed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sluggish movements sharpened into lightning speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell used the Seventh Form of the Otsberg-Vaya, his sword cleaving toward an enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The xeno's bleary eyes snapped wide, and he raised his weapon, two fangs locking against Pell's power blade, then spat a jet of acid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Pell leapt back, narrowly avoiding being dissolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Viskeons drew upon the energy they had stored from daylight. With nightfall, their metabolism shifted, making them monstrously fast and strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Viskeons mercenaries lunged at the Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one on the left parried a power sword with his own weapon, then spat acid that hissed and bubbled on the marine's armor, dissolving it before the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one on the right deliberately hung back a step, then struck forward, his three spear-fangs stabbing into exposed flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned savagely as he ripped his weapon free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Viskeons's sudden surge in strength brought instant carnage, several dead, more than a dozen wounded in moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you enjoy the story, my p@treon is 30 chapters ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[email protected]\u002FDaoistJinzu\u003C\u002Fp>",1075,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.769Z",1,"novelbin.me","325d18d9656e164917befd69144f2e5876ed992f47784f6aa42d7351e5c7cb38","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-268","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-266",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]