[{"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-431":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},1510730,1962,"Chapter 431 - 430: The Gene-Father Hasn't Arrived, the \"Psychiatrist's\" Self-Rescue","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-431",431,"\u003Cp>Morningstar, planetary capital Calaena, orbital command center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus was strenuously trying to persuade Perturabo. Despite time pressure, he spoke like a teacher, patiently explaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this conversation, his eyes were azure blue, similar to his brother's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Geomagnetic polarity reversal is common on all worlds. Intervals between reversals average around five hundred thousand years.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Polarity reversal itself usually takes centuries, thus almost imperceptible to inhabitants.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Morningstar's magnetic reversal accelerated to six months. Martian Tech-Priests delved into the core yet found no cause. This conceals conspiracy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A light flickered in Perturabo's blue eyes, then faded. Through armored glass, he watched tugs ascending toward orbit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My task is evacuation, not seeking reasons for a doomed world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My plan will ensure every Morningstar inhabitant safely leaves this world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To ensure completion, every aircraft, no matter how dilapidated, must be utilized. Magnus, I must continue my work now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, Perturabo walked to the console. His dreadlocks were about to interface with the system to resume work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the ground shook violently. The entire orbital command center swayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perturabo's dreadlocks entered the data stream, rapidly consolidating data from nodes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earthquakes. Large tracts of land cracking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsunamis. Cities swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the planetary defense force Red Dragons, previously compliantly cooperating, executing assigned tasks decently, launched rebellion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their armored firepower suddenly fired at Iron Warriors, causing several deaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also kidnapped Imperial-appointed Planetary Governor Conad Varga, completely disrupting his evacuation plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of anger crossed Perturabo's eyes. His dreadlocks detached from electronic instruments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You foresaw this? With your psychic power?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus keenly sensed Perturabo's aversion toward psychic power in his tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through prolonged contact, he understood Perturabo to a considerable extent. Unlike Leman Russ's pure hatred, Perturabo and Rogal Dorn's attitudes toward psychic power somewhat resembled each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both emphasized psychic power's dangers. Dorn's thoughts stemmed more from himself. Perturabo's due to the Emperor's emphasis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus smiled, slightly shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More from my son, Hathor Maat. He captured a cult called the Sons of Shai-Tan, obtaining intelligence from them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Based on this information, my divined future tells me Morningstar's doom is an elaborate conspiracy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, I need that device you manufactured for me. Is it ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perturabo remained silent for a moment. Earlier, Magnus gave him decrypted ancient documents, requesting manufacture of a Warp navigation device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That device's unique aspect was operating without psychic power, compensating for Navigators' shortage in evacuation fleets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was long completed. Perturabo originally intended to shatter it before Magnus, reminding his sole brother considered a friend of the Emperor's teachings on Warp dangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now wasn't suitable timing. Magnus was a proud brother, possessing full confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Persuading him shouldn't be during his own plan's failure, but when that machine proved useful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perturabo walked toward the covered instrument, pulling aside the grey curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, a red Stormbird soared. Magnus worked nervously between two machines linked by adamantium chains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no time to modify his own machine. Now he had to combine both machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perturabo's machine would lock onto the Warp entity named Shai-Tan. His machine would help gather energy, eliminating the threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Stormbird sped toward Zharrukin, Hathor Maat was already in dire straits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his staff high. Thousand Sons' power converged within an electric sphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The electric dragon's blinding radiance rivaled electromagnetic storm lightning in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psychic lightning struck the red-armored figure. But he merely raised a hand, shimmering light meeting the electric arcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid detonations, psychic lightning was swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Atharva\" roared. Molten streams of fire descended from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phosis T'kar raised both hands. Telekinesis surged. Force shield shrouded the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Molten streams struck the force shield. T'kar's expression drastically changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a member of the First Council, a leading figure among the Raptora Cult, only the gene-father's defenses surpassed his within Thousand Sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his \"force shield\" was breached in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>T'kar roared. His telekinesis reluctantly pressed back around his body, barely enveloping him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames engulfed over a dozen Thousand Sons, instantly reducing them to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atharva's eyes flashed countless images. He emitted a snicker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thousand Sons, all is dust!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the inferno's center, Hathor's body melted, then regenerated rapidly under biomancy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the material realm, Atharva's voice came from one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the ocean's vastness, countless chaotic voices arose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices seemed from millions: men, women; elderly, children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hathor felt perplexed by Shai-Tan's words. With the gene-father's return, powerful Thousand Sons couldn't be associated with dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swiftly discarded Shai-Tan's words. Survival was more crucial now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hathor's peripheral vision glanced skyward. No shadow seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gene-father hadn't appeared. He had to seek self-rescue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his gaze returned, he saw Thousand Sons' dense barrage toward Shai-Tan dissipated mid-air, bolt shells scattering like dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If psychic power couldn't counter the powerful Warp entity born from countless psykers' agonizing deaths, only abilities bestowed by his Lord could save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of inspiration struck the \"Psychiatrist's\" mind. His thoughts raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Deceased Dragon Kingdom psykers were killed after compatriots drained their psychic energy.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shai-Tan was spawned by countless deceased's resentment! Those deceased still exist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Shai-Tan is powerful, I might \"Placate\" some among them.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After psychoanalyzing, the \"Psychiatrist\" spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Compatriots from Terra, psykers, I understand you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You never did wrong yet suffered ruthless betrayal by kin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Psychiatrist\" discovered as he \"Placated,\" molten streams engulfing him dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Indeed possible. Among Shai-Tan's aggregate, some were \"Placated\" by me. I can communicate with him.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Perhaps I have a chance to fulfill my Lord's command.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Hathor shouted: \"Retreat!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was unable to send thought-pulses. Armor's comms devices incinerated in molten streams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hathor was unprecedentedly disheveled. He saw Shai-Tan lower his right hand, raise his left, aiming at retreating Thousand Sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are not your enemies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am your friend. Tell me your stories.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atharva's face contorted. Arguments arose in the ocean's vastness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lies! Kill them!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No! I must tell him that story. Tell him about that despicable wretch. He deceived me. Tricked me inside. His name… Damn, I can't recall his name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, someone must know shameful betrayal. Until I finish the story, he and they cannot die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>T'kar looked toward Hathor. Their gazes met. He sensed his firm conviction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly nodded, leading Second and Third Fellowship Thousand Sons turning away, leaving Hathor alone with terrifying Atharva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed moment by moment. The \"Psychiatrist\" listened to hundreds of voices echoing in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swiftly responded to each voice, carefully \"Placated\" their emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hathor believed any other \"Psychiatrist\" would have long been torn apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he was both Astartes and psyker, possessing superhuman mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lord previous three gifts also enhanced his mind and gave him ability to handle this situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Psychiatrist\" nervously satisfied some, \"Placated\" others, maintaining fragile balance, until all Thousand Sons vanished from his senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just breathed a sigh of relief when engine roars sounded in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hathor looked up. A Legion-marked red Stormbird rapidly approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The gene-father is coming.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the thought flashed, a terrifying shriek sounded. Shai-Tan sensed a life-threatening entity.\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>",1182,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.771Z",1,"novelbin.me","42da1c886f0532e6a99b48119eda2910dc5ac2a8983c39445e14d70be3514c37","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-432","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-430",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]