[{"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-32":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},1510781,1962,"Chapter 32: Death of the Mad King","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-32",32,"\u003Cp>\"This is the footage captured by the surveillance cameras. My king, please have a look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muravsky operated the datapad and displayed the battle footage for the Mad King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puhachi's cybernetic eye rotated, focusing on the enemy forces that had slaughtered their way into the upper hive and were heading straight for his Hive Spire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw the giant in the footage, his mechanical eye glowed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seconds later, Puhachi abruptly stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good! Excellent!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His crimson mechanical eye swept over everyone in the room, and he sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fools, now you will see, this is the moment you understand how fragile flesh truly is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That brute thinks he's strong, but compared to me, me-with my perfect body, he's nothing more than a toy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bring up the surveillance footage beneath the Spire. You worthless lot, open your eyes and watch closely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Puhachi strode out of the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. One thought surfaced in most minds:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Omnissiah above, please grant that giant victory. Let him slay the Mad King!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the elevator reached the ground, Puhachi couldn't wait; he rammed the iron doors open and charged outside toward the Hive Spire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he ran, the full battlefield came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his shock, his meticulously crafted steel legion, despite outnumbering the enemy several times, held no advantage and was being beaten back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is illogical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cyber-eye flashed. He activated a dynamic scanner installed in his left eye to assess the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He first locked onto two targets: Thierry Vieira and a burly man he didn't recognize. Both were tearing through his steel soldiers like paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scanner deemed them moderate threats, so he lost interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then pushed the scanner to its limits and finally locked onto the giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, the scanner sparked violently, and Puhachi lost all vision in his left eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible! APOSSIBLE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the giant with his remaining eye. Someone had actually exceeded the scanner's analysis threshold, this defied all of his understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body trembled. He charged directly at the giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puhachi would not allow anything that violated reason and truth to exist. The heretical giant had to be purged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth had noticed the mechanical being the moment it stepped out of the Spire Tower. He quickly connected it to the identity of the Mad King of Lukevo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swinging his massive halberd to clear a swath of enemies, he was just about to execute the enemy leader, when Puhachi rushed toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heretic! Die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mechanical buzz mixed with electrical static came from Puhachi's voice synthesizer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his left arm, a 3.2-meter-long folded mantis blade, and slashed downward at Nareth's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth parried with his halberd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade tip cut a deep groove into the weapon's shaft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forged at great cost and tempered many times, the mantis blade held the upper hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, the noise in Puhachi's mind fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Machines are invinci—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cut off mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a massive force surged from the halberd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mantis blade shattered. Fragments tore through the air and struck several charging steel soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One shard pierced clean through a soldier's alloy armor, punctured his heart, and burst out the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spinning pivot joint smashed into another's throat, blood erupted like a fountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mistake... it's all a mistake...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puhachi heard the mechanical wails of his failing body. He swung his mechanical arm at Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Nareth caught the punch effortlessly with his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a simple flick, Puhachi's body flew through the air uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth then swung the Mad King like a massive flail, first to the left, crushing several steel soldiers into pulp, then to the rear, sweeping away another cluster of enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding the \"weapon\" unexpectedly effective, Nareth charged into the densest part of the enemy horde, swinging Puhachi like a windmill. Enemies dropped like harvested wheat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel soldiers desperately charged Nareth, trying to rescue their king, their guide to mechanical ascension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surged like a tide toward the giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to shatter against a reef harder than steel, flung in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth kept swinging Puhachi madly until.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mechanical body finally shattered under his ferocious strength. Only then did he stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, having broken Lukevo's rules with such barbaric behavior, Nareth felt the potion within him mostly digested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"King Puhachi is dead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel soldiers' eyes widened. Their faith was shattered. They collapsed to their knees in despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Mad King is dead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the palace at the Spire Tower, the hall erupted in cheers. Most nobles raised their arms and shouted, celebrating the end of a dark era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned to the retreating mutants:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't let the Mad King's lapdogs escape!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While nobles vented their fury, Thierry ran to confirm Puhachi's corpse. Once sure the Mad King was truly dead, he immediately knelt before Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My king, I, Thierry Vieira, swear upon you once more, with the honor and soul of my house to serve you loyally, forevermore!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I accept your allegiance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth replied deeply, \"Gather your men. Follow me to the Spire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roslov, take your forces. Round up and detain the enemies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Establish a defensive perimeter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my lord!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roslov accepted the order and moved swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by Thierry, Nareth reached the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he entered, he saw the golden hall stained red with blood, corpses lying in pools of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced toward the lavishly dressed nobles, and before he could speak, they all dropped to one knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We pledge our loyalty to Lukevo's liberator!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth fell silent. He activated his Spirit Vision and scanned the room. Most nobles had auras of bright yellow and white—signs of joy, relief, and light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I accept your allegiance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My king, the entire Hive welcomes your rule, except for Kivior-15, Magos of the Third Altar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth had already prepared for this. He turned to the Lukevo nobles and asked sternly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Has there been a sharp drop in productivity recently?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nobles were stunned. 'How did this giant know? Did Thierry tell him?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My king, I am Count Muravsky. Wise as you are—it is indeed so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth nodded. His judgment was spot on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puhachi, obsessed with machines, contemptuous of flesh, bordering on madness, clearly never took the xeno pirate-induced food crisis seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If even remote Tizca was affected, then densely populated, central Lukevo would have been hit even harder. But no one dared report it, and Puhachi never cared about fragile flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need a representative to tell the Magos that I will restore and increase Lukevo's productivity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nobles looked at one another before turning to Muravsky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My king, I will go. I believe that the Magos does not want war to continue in Lukevo.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My king, I will go with Count Muravsky.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thierry volunteered. Nareth agreed immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell Magos Kivior-15 that if he doubts me, he may confirm with Magos Kaminsky.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1153,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.489Z",1,"novelbin.me","e7c09822af2bfa49180a90bb643438f8e3efa35e9cbc5b3995df6abea9207a3d","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-33","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-31",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]