[{"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-280":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},1510829,1962,"Chapter 280: The Relic – Thunder Hammer","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-280",280,"\u003Cp>Winterburn realized that the xenos were the \"switch\" that triggered the enslaved psykers' attacks. He shouted loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Attack the xenos!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising his hand, he fired a bolt round at the Andres, chanting as he did so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bard's voice poured strength into the Shadows of Order, quickening their pace and driving them into a furious charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explosive shells roared, tearing the Andres into fragments, and gradually the psy-weapons' attacks began to falter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bard noticed that, with his song, the psykers' rate and strength of attack also weakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The Andres force the psykers to strike through pain. My song eases their torment?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this, Winterburn hoarse song grew louder and more resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the warriors of the Second Company killed the Andres crew operating a war-chariot, the Shadows of Order turned cautious eyes to the \"human-shaped weapons\" strapped to its hull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their suffering was etched into their faces, unstable and volatile, they were like living time bombs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Captain turned to the Librarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These psykers are yours now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Codicier accepted the grimly. Luckily, he was a telepath; through direct communion, he could at least calm them for the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winterburn and his men stormed into the structure from which the saucer-like craft had emerged. After smashing its guards, he discovered it was a weapons factory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, the Andres used ordinary humans to manufacture psykers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its center stood a pool nearly a hundred meters wide, exuding a strange stench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within floated colorful fungi and black crystals. Dozens of people were submerged in the pool, most of them common mortals, only one showing the faintest psychic spark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other parts of the factory produced saucer craft and components, which, combined with these psykers, became engines of war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Nareth received Winterburn's report, he immediately understood: the Andres were fabricating psykers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond those born naturally, there were many ways to forge psykers artificially.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his memory, rulers like Helmawr of Necromunda and other noble houses used phantasmagoric drugs to induce psychic mutations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Nareth pondered this, his aide spoke up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My lord, the Light Lord has launched an assault on marker B-I. He has confirmed that sector is filled with palatial structures.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By all signs, that region is the noble quarter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Andres' underground palaces seethed with elite guards, holding back the Second Company's advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilshire observed that the guards' elbows had been severed, replaced with energy weapons; their crab-claw blades moved as though part of their very joints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to ordinary soldiers, their attacks were unnervingly swift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bard raised his voice again, his resonant song filling the Shadows of Order with vigor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forming around him as their center, they charged the xeno line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the left flank, a Shadow of Order swung his power blade, its disruption field tearing open a foe's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another lunged at him, he twisted aside, his sword sweeping along the join between its humanoid torso and scorpion-like lower body, cleaving the creature in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After cutting down more than a dozen Andres guards, the warrior drew the attention of three more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They struck together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Clang! Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow's power sword turned aside the crab-claws of the two in front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the third, hanging back by half a step, struck with a sudden, vicious blow, its scorpion tail lashed out and pierced straight through his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilshire watched his warrior fall. He donned the War Mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anger surged into strength. The Thunder Hammer in his hand exploded with destructive might, blasting five Andres guards into a red mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilshire wielded the War Mask's power with ease, his mind still cold and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just four minutes of fighting, he had already counted two of his men lost to the guards' claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bard sang all the louder, amplifying his warriors' strength while watching closely, searching for weaknesses in the foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, in his song, his spirit burned brighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thunder Hammer in his right hand shivered suddenly. Wilshire's eyes lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed that the palace district was darker than the other Andres structures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brilliant lamps were muffled under heavy shades, the light kept deliberately dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time a disruption field flared blue, the eyes of the Andres flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'They've lived in the depths too long, adapted to twilight. Strong light unsettles them!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tested his theory carefully, watching as the Andres guards consistently formed a triangle formation, two in front, one behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third struck from the rear, both to kill and to avoid the searing brilliance of the power fields, which revealed their weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilshire did not need to command others to create light, he was the Light Suppliant. He could make radiance himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden motes swelled in his eyes until they became two miniature suns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took in the battlefield with perfect clarity, sketching routes in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he raised his right arm and hurled the Thunder Hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue brilliance erupted, over a dozen Andres guards were shredded by the disruption field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilshire's pupils contracted. He clasped his hands under his chin as though in prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light flared through the underground gloom, an entire district flooded with radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of pure fire-wreathed light descended, striking the three guards who had charged in their triangular assault, engulfing them in flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cleansing ray illuminated the palace halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Andres guards cried out, their eyes stabbed with pain. They could see nothing but the hated brilliance around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like vermin dragged from their nests, they stumbled blindly, scattering in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Attack!\" Wilshire seized the Thunder Hammer once more and roared his command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadows of Order surged forward. The guards, who moments ago had held them at bay, broke instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinded and weakened as though fever-stricken, their strength faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadows cut through them like scythes through grass, their blades carving the foe apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilshire swung the Thunder Hammer again and again, reducing alien forms to showers of blood-mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in his heart he knew, 'If I remember correctly James' relic grants its bearer the power to discern an enemy's weakness. I recall that when he received Father's gift, he was a \"Lawyer.\"'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Second Company broke through the noble quarter, Nareth himself led a fresh assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King of the Andres appeared, crowned and wielding a scepter, flanked by ten thousand elite guards and a thousand war engines driven by enslaved psykers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Together, they descended upon the Honor Guard.\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>",1074,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.769Z",1,"novelbin.me","e05002884e0f56d3b438dbd3b8cbfe876856f1dcd1d580be37f5303994f7d1dc","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-281","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-279",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]