[{"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-301":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},1510850,1962,"Chapter 301 - 300: Control the Mind, Who Controls Whom?","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-301",301,"\u003Cp>In the Osiris star system, the Eleventh Legion unleashed orbital bombardments upon nine inhabited worlds within the system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth led his Honor Guard in an aerial drop toward the primary planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the drop pods hurtled downward, the Primarch extended his consciousness outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conditions of the drop zone quickly fell under his awareness, vaporized defensive installations from orbital strikes, mangled corpses of the War-Born, and countless human bodies far outnumbering the Astartes dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind continued to expand, covering a five-kilometer radius around him, and widening still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his consciousness collided with something inhuman, a psychic shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed thirteen threads of icy force lash toward the gates of his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts momentarily froze, and a cold, echoing voice resounded within:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Submit to me! Submit to me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames erupted along Nareth's spine, radiant and fierce, as he ascended into the first layer of Thelema.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind blazed like the fires of the planet's core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The invading cold vanished in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the trail of the psychic assault, the Nareth's awareness locked onto a strange creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had a humanoid form, but its head resembled a crystalline heart, translucent like ice, gleaming with psychic brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that heart extended countless frigid tendrils, thirteen of which had reached for his mind and now burned away in psychic fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many more threads stretched outward, connecting to other beings, controlling them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Control the mind… but who controls whom?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As that thought crossed Nareth's mind, his psychic fire shattered the creature's mental defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the planet, the Psybrid screamed in agony. Their psychic network ruptured as they severed links to their kin to escape the burning pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I command you, come forth!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drop pod slammed into the surface of Osiris Prime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As its doors blasted open, Nareth turned to Arsen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've seized control of a Psybrid. When we land, scan its body in full 3D and upload the data to the Legion's tactical network.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At once, my lord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch's aide, his long blue eyes wide with astonishment, gazed ahead, where an alien figure floated before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by a shimmering psychic field that defied gravity, the creature drifted in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its heart-shaped head was veined with ice-blue filaments, clutching a long azure staff like hands made of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around it, countless filaments recoiled and retracted toward its crystal core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, armed humans nearby stopped in confusion, their faces dazed, as though awakening from a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsena recorded the image of the Psybrid, thinking grimly to himself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The 13th Legion lost over ten thousand men… and never realized the hand behind it all was xeno.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Yet the Black Emperor identified their puppet master the moment he landed.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Psybrid floated toward Nareth, writhing in invisible torment, its psychic threads hissing as they burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch's gaze deepened. His consciousness infiltrated the alien's mind, tearing through its thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He learned the Psybrid were a psyker species, their name a reflection of their mastery of mental domination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also learned how they could control so many minds at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond innate talent, the answer lay in the blue psychic staves they wielded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They differed from the psy-staves the Imperium would forge in later ages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imperial psy-staves, derived from xeno black rods, relied on psychic batteries for power. They could store a psyker's energy, serving as both melee weapon and auxiliary energy source in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Osiris staves were more sinister, they could draw power directly from the minds they controlled, absorbing psychic energy and storing it for further domination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Drawing power from enslaved minds… then using that power to enslave more. A perfect self-sustaining cycle,' Nareth thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He memorized their technique, compared to the broad yet unfocused psychic craft of the Fraao species, the Psybrid were more refined in one domain: mind control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His understanding of psychic domination advanced instantly. He sent a mental pulse to his aide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Upload this intelligence to the Legion network, and dispatch a separate order to the Librarium. I want live specimens of these Mind-Controller.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He refrained from commanding the entire Legion to hunt them, knowing that would invite catastrophe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Librarium, however, once informed, would know how to capture them safely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The Osirian Psybrid weave a psychic web across the planet, sharing thought and information instantly. It is their greatest strength, and their fatal flaw.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's awareness expanded once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Hmm?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the captured alien's mind, he sensed that the strength and range of each Psybrid's influence varied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nearest one was barely a hundred kilometers away, well within his reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Stealth?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's eyes shimmered. He summoned the power of the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found four Psybrid lurking in the darkness below ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Synchronizing his mind's frequency with theirs, he infiltrated their psychic web, and perceived it all: tens of thousands of connected minds blanketing the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He donned the \"Howling Mask.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening his mouth, he unleashed a single, shattering psychic scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The psychic shockwave rippled through the entire network, spreading in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the point where Nareth stood, the minds of the Psybrid convulsed in terror. One by one, they fell from the air, dead or comatose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere, a squad of the Thirteenth Legion fought desperately against waves of frenzied human rebels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ammunition was long spent, they swung chainswords and combat blades amid rivers of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only four War-Born remained, their armor drenched in gore and viscera. Supplies gone, communications severed, they stood alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byrne slashed wildly with his chainsword, engines roaring, flesh flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rebels, unfazed by horror, charged endlessly into the slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullets pinged harmlessly off Byrne's power armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch yourself!\" barked Sergeant Eddy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the rebels' aim wasn't to kill, only to exhaust them, waiting for the moment to strike with heavy fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't fathom how the enemy tracked their movements in real time… or how their morale burned so high after losing leadership and command centers in the first assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Eddy pondered this, his visor flared, warning runes spiking at three o'clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three o'clock! Artillery nest, CHARGE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even facing annihilation, Eddy sought any chance of victory. The four warriors surged forward like a living spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explosions erupted behind them, had they hesitated, they'd already be vaporized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Byrne's visor blazed with danger sigils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Incoming!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He barely shouted before the world vanished in thunder and flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shells rained down, engulfing everything within four kilometers, friend and foe alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bombardment reduced the War-Borns to wreckage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byrne's rune vanished from Eddy's visor. The Sergeant understood, the enemy had baited them deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trap… but they would not die slowly. Even in death, they would bring ruin to the foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining three charged through the inferno, until the bombardment abruptly ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rebels froze mid-stride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth, through the \"Howling Mask,\" had annihilated the Psybrids network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ordered the Shadows of Order to collect their corpses and relics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bodies were transferred to the Kingdom of Disorder, while their psychic staves were sent to the Librarium for study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the surface, the Honor Guard recovered fifty-two surviving War-Borns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following Nareth's command, they were brought aboard the Judgements Glory.\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>",1201,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.769Z",1,"novelbin.me","cb8d08f113242eda7680ecf18494b6454363f5b4f57b1938185ea8b165d1dfe0","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-302","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-300",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]