[{"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-353":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},1511102,1962,"Chapter 353 - 352: The Shadows of Order Ships with Forged Readings","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-353",353,"\u003Cp>The battle Urian Vendraig had long awaited, his chance to prove himself, finally arrived in the 1st month of the year 842.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sacrificing forty-three capital ships, the First Legion at last reached high orbit over the Grail Abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vendraig personally led the Eighth Company, the one he once served in before becoming Legion Master, and launched the first orbital drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaping from the drop pod, he faced the beams fired by the Mitu with perfect composure, calmly taking aim and firing back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single high-explosive round shattered a hovering Mitu disc-tank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warriors of the Eighth Company followed, boltgun fire roaring through the alien holy ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Vendraig's visor, runes representing each squad lit up one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the chaos of landing, the Eighth reformed quickly into proper combat formations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vendraig led the advance. Mitu arcane weaponry inflicted heavy losses, but could not halt their march toward the Chalice Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the temple's radiant staircase, Vendraig encountered a Mitu High Priest, its shimmering robes paired with its iridescent anemone-like body, making it appear half illusory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the First Legion's master swordsman, he immediately noticed the priest's blade, its form like drifting blue-green smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He focused on the weapon; its hilt seemed grown, not forged, fused seamlessly to the wielder's limb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade projected a wavering energy field, flickering like swirling mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vendraig raised his sword, assumed a combat stance, and advanced on the Mitu High Priest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest let out an ear-piercing shriek. Vendraig didn't understand the words, but could guess their meaning, maybe curses, maybe blasphemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the creature hurled itself forward in rage, Vendraig struck first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He parried the alien weapon, twisted his wrist, pressed past the shimmering blade, and aimed straight for the priest's throat, but the High Priest dodged with uncanny agility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They clashed at close quarters, their blades leaving trails of pale blue light and drifting smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eighth's warriors trusted their commander completely. They poured bolter fire into the Mitu ranks, preventing them from closing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vendraig did not disappoint them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The First Legion's swordmaster unleashed a storm of blows, faster even than the High Priest's prophetic precognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest's blade skill could not match Vendraig's speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a relentless sequence of cuts, Vendraig sliced deep wounds across the anemone-flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest grew slower and slower, unable to keep pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vendraig twisted his power-sword, rolled the blade along the lock, and thrust cleanly into the High Priest's abdomen, tearing flesh apart in a shrieking burst of disintegration energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One more sweeping strike, and the creature's body split apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the First Legion cleansed the Mitu from the Grail Abyss, the returning Nareth launched his own offensive from Mezoa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The route from Mezoa to the Manachea system passed through Moab, a cold desert world, and one of the few stable warp corridors between the Cyclops Cluster and Manachean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though barren, Moab had become the largest human colony in the region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Centuries ago, Mitu shadows covered its skies, turning the world into a flesh-factory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell Koscheny, Chapter Master of the Eleventh, was ordered to attack Moab and seize the gateway to Manachean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the 2nd month of 842, the Eleventh's fleet arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard the Relic-Class Battleship Son of Vostroya\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Simulus Chambers, runes glowed bright blue as systems activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell sat in a cable-wrapped throne, connecting the neural spine-jack. His consciousness drifted, then plunged into a sea of data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using both enemy and friendly readings over Moab, he and dozens of adjutants calculated and compiled the battle plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frigates and destroyers launched first, forming a spreading sphere of destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the capital ships advanced, two mighty battleships, Sword of Vostroya First Company and Shield of Vostroya Second Company, hammering both flanks of the Mitu fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Son of Vostroya held back, using its relic-class firepower to snipe Mitu capital ships at long range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Black Emperor's greatest \"advocate,\" Pell exploited every advantage and struck every enemy weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With void supremacy achieved, he moved to the next task: testing the forged-reading technology, improved using recovered Jandan xeno-tech, on twelve warships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deployed all twelve ships into a single region of space, carefully isolated from all friendlies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such precise fleet maneuvering would be impossible for most Imperial fleets, but the Shadows of Order, with their Simulus Chamber, could achieve what others could not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twelve black warships moved without disrupting the fleet line, as replacement vessels seamlessly filled their formation gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than five hundred ships maintained flawless coordination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Communications craft, once vital, was now reduced to one-tenth of their former number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the Shadows of Orders, they were nearly obsolete; kept only for emergencies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their Punisher-class reactors provided such immense output that the Simulus Chamber could assume many of the duties once performed by human signal crews.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard the First Company flagship Sword of Vostroya, Gibbs sat in the Simulacrum, fully aware of his role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He selected a Mitu capital ship as the test target and gave the order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five meters away, a tech-sergeant immediately executed the command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battleship's new concealment-field generators powered up to maximum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of nodes activated flawlessly, especially those tied to the aether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Mitu remote sensors relied heavily on aetheric readings, these were critical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gibbs focused on the one result that mattered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would the enemy fire on the Sword of Vostroya?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two broadsides, he saw it clearly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mitu ships failed to detect his battleship at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They kept rotating like dim, lumbering spheres, stupidly identifying the Gothic Imperial vessel as one of their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Data from all twelve warships flowed to Pell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single one had been targeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The test was a complete success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With victory in the void assured, Pell ordered the Son of Vostroya into high orbit over Moab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bombarding the Mitu orbital defenses, he began the planetary assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moab's void-port was crucial to the future Shadows of Order. It could not be reduced to ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell entered a drop pod, plunging toward the largest port dome identified by the Auger Array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans in the labor camps stared in shock at the rain of blazing lights descending from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell stepped from the pod, assembled his guard, and charged toward the central dome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his archeotech pistol and fired an inferno round.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The diamond-core shell pierced a Mitu disc-tank and ignited oxy-phosphor gel, burning through alien flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew his golden blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Monarch of Vostroya!\" he roared, and silently added, 'For the Black Emperor. For my lord.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he surged into the alien ranks, brandishing the golden sword forged by the Black Emperor himself during a duel with Vulkan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power filled Pell's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Emperor had forged only a single weapon with his own hands, and Pell held it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The honor was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Barbarian\" bellowed a savage war-cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty Mitu reeled, vision swimming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden blade flashed, smashing through Mitu's arcane weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard bathed in light like the Primarch's own twin wings, racing behind Pell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden radiance pierced the alien line like a spear tip until they reached the dome exterior, forced to halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Mitu commander, a towering anemone-creature, rushed from the defense bunker, wreathed in smoky light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bolter fire hammered its shield, bursting in rapid detonations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom. Boom. Boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell noticed the xenos shield held firm even under the guard's full assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature raised a crystal-like pistol and fired a lance of orange light,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It speared through a guard's power armor, leaving the air thick with burnt flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell, newly ascended \"Briber,\" lifted his archeotech pistol and fired five inferno rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames coated the arcane barrier, but the commander remained calm; such attacks were far from enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, The shield vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mitu commander froze for an instant in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pell was already upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden blade fell, cleaving deep into the anemone-flesh.\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>",1319,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.770Z",1,"novelbin.me","b6747787a7fee600e12d8e5db99e26a8bd3157c03c255fe16e2fed13c093784f","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-354","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-352",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]