[{"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-437":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},1510736,1962,"Chapter 437 - 436: Trading with Mortarion, Unexpected Gains","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-437",437,"\u003Cp>The Overlords were driven back to the mountains. The sacrifices were fewer than Mortarion had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Mortarion did not relax. He gripped his weapon and approached the other being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Mortarion. Thank you for your assistance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked tentatively, \"Are you also human?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My name is Nareth.\" The Primarch had already keenly sensed that the surrounding toxic fumes were not particularly thick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the toxic threat varied across different regions of this feral world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the valleys and lowland plains where humans lived, they could survive most of the time, even before Mortarion made filters for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like humans on industrial worlds, generations of living there led to adaptive evolution. Ordinary humans from other worlds would, without protection, mostly die within a short time in such an environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truly dangerous areas were the mountainous regions inhabited by the xenos Overlords. Moreover, the higher one climbed, the thicker and more toxic the mists became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the highest peaks, even Mortarion, a Primarch raised in this environment, would be affected even while wearing a filter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ultimate failure to defeat Necare was partly due to being weakened by the toxins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth commanded the living metal to recede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The inhaled toxins caused a momentary sourness in his mouth and nose, but it quickly normalized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people of Barbarus, seeing he was unaffected, as if born to Barbarus, stared in amazement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth noted that the wariness in Mortarion's eyes faded, but was replaced by a hint of worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Mortarion's reaction is exactly as I thought,' Nareth mused inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Mortarion sees himself as the savior of the Barbarans, viewing the slaying of every Overlord as his personal mission.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He would not welcome a new powerful figure, as I could threaten the completion of his mission.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am an outsider, wishing to make a trade with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Mortarion relaxed slightly, asking with confusion, \"A trade? What do you want?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outsider's weapons, the flying metal vehicle, all were things beyond Mortarion's imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Barbarans had only crude weapons and farming tools. He didn't know what could possibly interest the other party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need flora and fauna from Barbarus,\" Nareth stated. Barbarus's lifeforms survived in toxic environments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most were highly poisonous, while others possessed strong resistance to toxins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These toxic substances would be useful for the \"Apothecary,\" the \"Biologist,\" even the \"Potions Professor.\" There might even be potion ingredients.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I also want the heads of the Overlords. I am quite interested in them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In return, I will provide you with food, refined weapons, and more resilient armor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can also provide you with better filtration devices, even customized improvements based on the specific toxic conditions in the mountains.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, you would need to collect the mountain toxins yourselves,\" Nareth said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Mortarion won't refuse such a trade. With food, Mortarion can gather more followers and feed them.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Equipped by me, the Barbarans can clear out the Overlords faster. I'm exchanging common gear for potion ingredients and local flora\u002Ffauna, a fair trade.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The enemies are killed by Mortarion. He fulfills his mission as desired. I can accomplish the Emperor's task without becoming the scapegoat or the target of his hatred.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Nareth pondered, Mortarion fell into quiet contemplation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calas Typhon, having finished arranging other matters, approached and heard the outsider's proposed trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes lit up. He quickened his pace, walking to Mortarion's side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His terms are quite favorable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I agree to your trade. Typhon will act as the representative to negotiate the details,\" Mortarion stated. He had no reason to refuse the outsider's offer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth promptly gave orders for Arsena to dispatch a transport vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hours later, the Barbarans gazed skyward as a black behemoth slowly descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Servitors wearing respirators unloaded crates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first brave Barbaran drank the nutrient gruel, achieving the feat of feeling full for the first time in his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The food generously advanced by Nareth caused the skeptical Barbarans to cheer and accept the trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortarion took the food to the surrounding human settlements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a few short days, his rebellion army swelled several times over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liberated from the constraints of the barren land, able to support more people, Mortarion recruited followers without restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marlena arrived on Barbarus, excitedly taking charge of the crates of toxins delivered by the Barbarans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the fourteenth day of Nareth's arrival on Barbarus, Marlena, standing beside him, excitedly reported in Vostroyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To date, we have obtained one hundred and forty species of flora and fauna through trade, totaling over seventy thousand two hundred specimens.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth nodded slightly. Combined with the forty-seven Overlord heads he had already moved to the Kingdom of Disorder, this trip to Barbarus was not in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted to the distance. Typhon led over a hundred Barbarans wearing gas masks and grey armor into the camp amidst cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gas masks were stock intended for Legion serfs and crew, temporarily allocated and traded to the Barbarans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey armor was forged on the Shadow's Sovereignty's fabrication decks specifically to counter the toxic claws and vicious bites of the Overlords' shamblers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's gaze passed over them, landing on a metal cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw within it a crimson, vine-like plant, its stems densely covered with hooked thorns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On some of these thorns hung pieces of grey armor; others held bloody flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Sequence 6 \"Rose Bishop\" primary material: Flesh Rose.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'An unexpected harvest.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's gaze then swept over the Barbarans, noticing over a dozen of them had damaged armor on their arms and elsewhere, as if torn by something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few others were carried on the shoulders of fellow Barbarans. Their ashen skin was flushed red, as if burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were unconscious, their bodies trembling slightly at times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Marlena, administer antidotes to them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marlena immediately walked over. Nareth had forbidden her from using psychic powers on Barbarus, but even without biomancy, creating antidotes was not difficult for a \"Biologist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth approached Typhon, saying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am very interested in these plants. I am willing to pay with one hundred scythes forged from fine steel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Typhon's somber face immediately lit up with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for your generosity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need more. The more, the better,\" Nareth added. Seeing Typhon hesitate, he continued, \"I will additionally provide antidotes and protective gloves for harvesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course,\" Typhon agreed. Just then, the camp erupted in cheers again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thunderous cheers were even louder than when Typhon had entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortarion, clad in grey armor, strode into the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heavy armor emitted weighty sounds with each step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a dozen children, shackled with chains, were driven into the camp by grey-armored warriors, their faces filled with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Barbarans in the camp stared at them, momentarily stunned, then began to curse angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stout Barbaran woman threw the half-polished object in her hand with force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden object, already taking the shape of a cup, struck a boy squarely on the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Witch-spawn! Drop dead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the eyes of most Barbarans, flames of hatred burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the Overlords who had enslaved them for generations used psychic powers, in the hearts of the Barbarans, all who practiced witchcraft deserved death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These children brought back were all psykers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, not everyone felt this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch keenly observed that only Typhon and the dozen or so closest to him looked upon the returned children without hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth's gaze finally settled on the chain looped around the little finger of Mortarion's right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other end of the chain was tightly locked around a boy's neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy struggled desperately but to no avail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every step Mortarion took, the boy was yanked into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stumbled and crashed to the ground, over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch studied the child and immediately understood why Mortarion was dragging him separately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only was his gaze resolute, not begging for mercy like the other children, but he also possessed a powerful psychic talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The psychically-driven power he wielded instinctively was stronger than that of the other children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where he passed, the surrounding Barbarans instinctively gave way.\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>",1356,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.771Z",1,"novelbin.me","ab5ccf2c72a1a633c73fc18e50b2e861bcb008faa8e97d6173948b2f224d847b","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-438","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-436",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]