[{"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-399":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},1511148,1962,"Chapter 399 - 398: The Coordinated Dance of the Thousand Sons' Five Cults","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-399",399,"\u003Cp>After Rosicky left, Nareth proceeded to the Kingdom of Disorder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ordered the Jokaero to prepare the Sequence 6 \"Artisan\" potion using materials like the gear discovered on Necromunda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After obtaining the golden \"Artisan\" potion, he immediately returned to the real space and summoned Rosicky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosicky took the potion from Nareth's open palm and drank it in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of countless interlocking gears echoed in his ears, followed by the roar of machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, Rosicky reined in the dissipating potion's power and bowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for the gift, my Lord. I will make good use of the power you have bestowed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After becoming a 'Artisan,' I can complete the construction of the spatial particle excavator more quickly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Although the spatial particle excavator can refine new elemental ores, the accompanying destructive nuclear fusion reactions will also cause irreversible ecological damage to a planet's environment,\" Nareth instructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once production is successful, deploy it in uninhabitable star systems.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As you command, my Lord.\" The Forge Lord accepted the order and departed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth walked towards the machine beneath the statue to continue his exchange with the Fane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering Votann's crucial importance to the Squats, any action he took against the core of the this League's Votann would provoke retaliation from many Leagues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More critically, once the Squat League surrendered to the Imperium, the Mechanicum would urge the War Council to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth had no reason, nor was it possible, to engage in continuous warfare with the Squats at the cost of the Shadows of Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to seize the time to secure the spoils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hazardous environment of the Galactic Core was not suitable for human habitation. Only a special population like the Squats, shaped by technology, could survive here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth also did not intend to expend vast resources establishing territories in the Galactic Core. The galaxy still held many easily developed worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His plan was to engage in trade with the Squat League to obtain resources unique to the Galactic Core region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's target was the various technologies contained within the Votann. Once removed from the Galactic Core, the Fane might be unable to interact with the Votann due to distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this reason, after the Shadows of Order launched their landing assault on the Squat homeworld, he did not immediately join the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth aimed to fulfill the strategic objectives of the War Council while excavating as much knowledge, such as STCs, stored within the Votann as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this period, he repeatedly used the \"Conceptual Swap,\" in a cycle of exhausting his spirituality, recovering, and repeating the interaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth quickly walked to the base of the statue, placed his palm on the screen, and activated \"Conceptual Swap.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a person. A Grimnyr is also a person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grimnyr can interact with Votann. So can I.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth, adopting the identity of Grimnyr pleaded: \"Great Ancestor, I need plasma beam weaponry to repel the invaders\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through multiple interactions, he had not only mastered the Squat language but also learned how to initiate exchanges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch swiftly memorized the design templates for the Etacarn-type plasma gun flashing across the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Baron of Corruption\" also used each interaction opportunity to transmit to the Votann the future he, the Grimnyr foresaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his spirituality was about to be exhausted, he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great Ancestor... Primarch Nareth will bring hope to the Squat League.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Squat League should form an Iron-Sworn Oath to fight alongside the Shadows of Order…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth knew that since the Great Crusade and humanity's rediscovery of the Squats, some Squats had fought alongside the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Iron-Sworn bands would also leave their homes as mercenaries, joining various galactic factions to broaden their knowledge of the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond technology and acquiring resources through trade, the third aspect he targeted was the Squats' martial forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth planned to personally enter the battlefield only when the core forces of the Squat League committed, to decisively crush the enemy army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the \"Baron of Corruption\" excavated the Votann's secrets, the other two Primarchs personally led their warriors in launching assaults.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1st Solar Month, 851 M30.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Periphery of the Galactic Core, D-1519 System.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thousand Sons, having captured numerous shipyards in the D-1519 system through a series of raids, launched landing operations on the planetary surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus himself commanded the offensive, leading five thousand Thousand Sons against the Hold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Athanaean Cult was his mind they link the minds of all Thousand Sons together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Members of the Athanaean Cult also strove to probe the minds of the enemy, but the Squats' willpower was resolute, making it difficult to glean information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus joined this process. Together with several other Fellows, he collectively glimpsed the surface thoughts of the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the master of all the Cult's and the Enumeration, his skill in every aspect surpassed that of any Thousand Son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Athanaean Cult's progress stalled, he immediately filled the gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus' immense psychic power and supreme skill pierced the tough surface thoughts of the Squats, discerning their flanking maneuvers and interception routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Corvidae Cult was Magnus's eyes and ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a large number of Ironkin appearing from the nine o'clock direction, raising plasma cannons to fire at the Thousand Sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahriman immediately sent a brief warning pulse. In an instant, he touched Magnus's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch's incredibly complex mental structure was like a brilliant star in the void, its dazzling radiance illuminating the surrounding constellations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Ahriman's future warning was sent, the Thousand Sons immediately reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thousand Sons of the Raptora Cult were Magnus's shield. Their projected telekinetic barriers intercepted the plasma fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pyrae Cult and the Pavoni Cult were the fists of Magnus's counterattack. They launched assaults against the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psychic arcs danced across the Ironkin's steel shells, reducing the sturdy metal to piles of charred, scattered components.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clouds of psychic flame melted the iron bodies, burning them, along with the Ironkin's forms, into cinders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Corvidae Cult, aided by foresight, continuously sent thought-pulses to the Thousand Sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each intervention altered the course of the future. Every outcome rippled with causal waves, their interactions weaving intricate patterns imperceptible to ordinary minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Thousand Sons versed in Corvidae arts possessed the mental fortitude to process this information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahriman experienced a dance with potential futures, witnessing possibilities and certainties intertwining into a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Capricious, shifting between the substantial and the illusory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahriman had never experienced a more perfect scenario. He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gene-father, Magnus, was leading a magnificent dance that dispelled the gloom of the flesh-change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Cyclops, Magnus, led his Athanaean sons in probing the Squats' intelligence while overseeing the entire battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found the Squats more tenacious than he had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with the five cults integrated into a single cohesive whole, unleashing psychic arts that inflicted heavy casualties, the enemy not only did not break but even maintained the integrity of their lines, striving to mount counterattacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Corvidae Cult foresaw major shifts, providing early warnings of ambushes, but the continuous hail of fire could not be entirely avoided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Squats' intense, unrelenting firepower was ceaseless. The Raptora Cult could not block every attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Pyrae Cult Thousand Son was struck by over a dozen bolts. His power armor was shredded. His son was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seconds later, an Athanaean Cult member fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of seconds later, a Raptora Cult Thousand Son's psychic reserves were exhausted, his kinetic shield shattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus raised his arm. Meteor-like flames descended from the sky, crashing into the ranks of the Squats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thousand Sons now numbered only five thousand. Including newly transformed recruits, they were less than ten thousand. They could not be expended in brutal underground warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus strode forward. The curved blade in his right hand slashed out, its spinning edge felling several Ironkin in succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left hand raised his staff high. Telekinetic force seized dozens of Squats, hurling them into the air and tearing them apart.\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>",1335,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.770Z",1,"novelbin.me","45b361c12274228f938dadb9f29d3bb88aca9f2287122e0cc63131999fa40ed0","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-400","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-398",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]