[{"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-339":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},1510888,1962,"Chapter 339 - 338: The Terrifying Queen of the Psychneuein","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-339",339,"\u003Cp>After sending his father away, Magnus met with Nareth. His deep voice carried a tone of apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nareth, forgive me. As much as I wish to speak with you right now, my sons are trapped in despair. I must rescue them first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth glanced at Azhek Ahriman, who was stepping down from the landing craft, his body twisted by flesh-warping mutations, his mind dazed as if sleepwalking, and nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course. I don't mind waiting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for understanding,\" Magnus said, moving toward his sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spotted one warrior among them, clad in red armor, whose features were more perfect than the rest, his condition clearly better than the others'.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus approached him and asked, \"What is your name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father,\" the warrior smiled reverently at the crimson giant before him, \"I am Hathor Maat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a \"Spectator,\" Maat imitated the admiring expression of Apophis, the strongest of his brothers, who gazed upon Magnus with awe. From his perspective as a biomantic psyker, he evaluated silently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Outwardly, both my father and my master possess perfection beyond any Astartes.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But my master has the miraculous power to free me entirely from the flesh-change.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So, how will my gene-father solve the mutation that plagues our Legion?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're in good condition,\" Magnus said. \"I'll need your assistance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your command is my will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth withdrew his gaze, satisfied that Maat's performance showed no hint of deceit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He soon led a handpicked honor guard aboard a Shadow-class Stormbird. Each chosen guard was a non-psyker, all were beyonders beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow-class Stormbird lifted off, flying west toward the dangerous wastelands. It glided silently over forests, rivers, and vast plains, descending outside the ruins of an ancient city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth stepped off the ramp and beheld a cluster of black, scorched ironstone towers, long abandoned and now thickly overgrown with greenery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes swept across the towers before striding toward one of them. He did not enter; instead, telekinetic force surged outward, gripping the rotted iron gate like a giant hand and tearing it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of damp, decaying air poured out, accompanied by a deep, droning hum, countless wings vibrating in the dark, like a storm of birds taking flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Psychneuein are extremely sensitive to psychic energy. Even the small pulse I used just now has already caught their attention,\" Nareth explained. \"The more psychic power you use, the more of them you attract.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had achieved exactly what he intended: to lure them out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the black tower burst a vast, rolling swarm, winged monsters whose chitinous limbs clicked as they flew. Their glossy carapaces gleamed as they twisted through the air, six slender limbs oozing viscous fluid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each Psychneuein was nearly two and a half meters long. Their wings beat so rapidly that the human eye could barely track them, though the Shadows of Order could easily follow their movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their swollen heads resembled human brains, exuding a rotting stench, and their multifaceted eyes fixed upon Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Psychneuein devoured all things, but psykers were their favorite prey. Naturally, Nareth, as the only psyker present, became their prime target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of male drones emitted a shrill psychic cry; invisible mental spikes shrieked through the air toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's spine flared with light as he ascended instantly into the second layer of the Thelema mindstate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The psychic spikes struck an unseen barrier, and ripples spread through the air, unable to pierce his psychic wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wasps, linked in a collective mind, beat their wings in unison and dove downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth stamped his foot against the iron gate, and shards of metal whirled into the air, twisting together into long metallic cords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no telekinetic spell, but his beyonder ability, \"Rope.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed other hives nearby awakening; those closest to his psychic pulse were already flying toward him, while the distant ones remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Barron of Corruption\" judged the rate of psychic drain and the recovery from the blood-red necklace coiled around his finger. So far, it was manageable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp grip, the metal cords constricted, bound Psychneuein fell helplessly to the ground one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud. Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens crashed to the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then more came, hundreds more, their eyes flashing with strange light as they released intangible, spectral eggs aimed straight at Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew their pattern: male wasps attacked first, bombarding psykers with mental strikes to render them unconscious. Then the females began their insatiable reproductive act, planting ethereal eggs in the victim's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eggs would root within the victim's brain, microscopic at first, but by the next morning, they would hatch and feed on the host's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth ascended instantly into the third layer of Thelema. The spectral eggs struck the psychic wall and dispersed in ripples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His restored spiritual energy erupted; green vines shot upward, wrapping around the wasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their razor-sharp mandibles, which could shear steel, could not so much as cut the fragile stems, for Rope allowed him to reshape matter's physical structure by will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deafening buzz filled the air as thousands of Psychneuein surged from every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Attack!\" Nareth ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This mission wasn't just to capture samples for study; it was to let his chosen hunting elites face the Psychneuein directly, to gain firsthand experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with all his briefings, no amount of data could compare to combat itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The selected Hunters from his honor guard immediately followed his instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four \"Provokers\" strode forward, drawing the swarm's attention as the wasps dived upon them as if upon psykers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Provokers raised heavy flamers and unleashed torrents of burning promethium, sweeping side to side. Molten fire consumed the oncoming swarm, turning them to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the drifting sparks, two \"Apothecary\" drew their archaeotech pistols and opened fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each bullet was coated with alchemical fluids crafted from Catachan flora and fauna using the ability Material Adaptation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not know which poison would work best, so they tested all fifty-two kinds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they fired, they noted the effects:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom extracted from the Catachan Black Viper proved the most lethal. A shot to the compound eye shattered it like glass, dropping the wasps instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Barbed Neurovine toxin had the strongest paralysis effect, a hit to the swollen head caused the wasp to flap twice before crashing to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Apothecaries\" meticulously recorded each toxin's result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a Psychneuein dived from the right, ambushing a Provoker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its bloated body dripped slime; a long, barbed stinger extended from its abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Warrior stepped forward, storm shield raised, and the stinger struck the shield's crackling energy field with a thunderous snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electric arcs flashed; the wasp spasmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Arbiter charged from the flank, his power fist blazed blue as it smashed into the creature's carapace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent explosion followed, tearing the insect apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even more wasps swarmed from the ruins like a black tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth transformed his vines into iron \"Ropes,\" dragging over twenty wasps to the ground, then suddenly froze, sensing something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the darkness emerged a gigantic, grotesquely bloated Psychneuein, far larger than any before. Its tail and stinger were as long as the others combined, and it bore two pairs of wings instead of one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Nareth saw it, he knew: the Queen Wasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Queen was not a separate species but a rare evolution among the three kinds of Psychneuein, Mara, Luctos, and Prospero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any could produce a queen, but the conditions were extraordinary, one in ten thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth remembered that in the far future, the Deathwatch's Magos Biologis would study them and conclude that such queens required near-unreplicable conditions to arise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Queen Wasp was a lethal adversary, capable of killing an entire Deathwatch Kill-Team alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the strongest wills could withstand her psychic onslaught, and only the mightiest warriors could hope to slay her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her movement was so fast that even the Provokers couldn't react; her tail-stinger pierced through power armor as if through paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just before it struck a Shadow of Order, the stinger suddenly slipped sideways, grazing past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth had bent its trajectory with his ability, Force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rushed forward, and the Queen shrieked with a piercing psychic scream that slammed into Nareth's mind like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately sensed the gulf between her and the others; if a drone's mental attack was a steel needle, hers was a power sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The psychic wall of the Primarch's mind trembled, but only for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not stop. In an instant, he appeared before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Barron of Corruption clenched his right fist, muscles swelling, spine twisting as he hurled a punch like a cannon blast into her bloated abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brilliant light flared, and the Queen's psychic shield shimmered around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deafening explosion shook the ruined city. Her shield shattered, and the shockwave hurled dozens of wasps aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth raised his left arm, channeling every remaining drop of psychic energy, and pushed forward with, \"Imprisonment\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A viscous, transparent substance enveloped the Queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fell to the ground, frozen in place like a specimen in amber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunt raged for five hours before no more Psychneuein appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth ordered his guard to search the area and drag the corpses back to the Kingdom of Disorder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his first hunt, he captured a total of 316 Psychneuein, and the most precious of all was, of course, the Queen, it was to become the main ingredient for the Mentor of Disorder potion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shadow-class Stormbird lifted off for the return journey, carrying three captured specimens in its underbelly, one male, two females, destined for the Apothecaries' experiments.\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>",1605,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.769Z",1,"novelbin.me","16b42968912a1fc90a87cb7abb6f0e45f41f8b08a382f8e057929ace978cc0b0","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-340","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-338",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]