[{"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-452":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},1510901,1962,"Chapter 452 - 451: Markaton \"Assassins\" Moving Like Spiders","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-452",452,"\u003Cp>\"Assassins\" clad in Markaton-pattern Dominum armor sped towards the administrative complex. They activated built-in grapnel launchers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silk threads shot towards habitation towers. Grapnels firmly gripped ferrocrete exterior walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Assassins\" leapt lightly, soaring through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gliding nearly a hundred meters, the \"Assassins\" detached from the silk threads like spiders descending, landing on spanning pedestrian walkways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In leaps and bounds, aided by Markaton armor's silk, they moved several times faster than on foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria Kurnikova's team soon reached the administrative complex, launching their assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Assassins\" fired silk threads, swiftly gliding over guards' heads in the shadows. They released threads, descending like feathers behind guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Assassins\" moved with agile steps, appearing behind them. Explosive force concentrated in a single strike shredded the fine grey armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the five hundred lower-caste elites arrived, guards were already routed. \"Assassins\" charged into the administrative complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall lower-caste woman, her brown hair grown past her scalp after discarding her past, shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those who call themselves Lords of Gardinaal have enslaved us for countless generations. Now is the time for change.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are the New Gardinaal. Today is our destined moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fluid words and fervent passion infected the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lower castes cast off the shackles of their origins. They charged into the administrative complex, wielding blades against the higher castes they had once dared not even look upon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the heart of the administrative complex, High Lord Mattis watched the surveillance screens, his face ashen, eyes blazing with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare those vile slaves! They shall die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commander of the Guard-Caste, expression grave, had replaced the original Servant Caste in protecting the High Lord's safety since Mattis's awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He personally led the force that crushed the Alphy caste, eliminating threats to the High Lord's safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great Lord of Gardinaal, your safety is paramount. We should depart immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mattis nodded. \"Prepare for evacuation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Guard-Caste commander immediately issued orders over the comm-network, initiating evacuation procedures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elite guards holding riot shields formed a defensive ring around Mattis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mattis was only fifteen, but his inherited memories spanned over four thousand five hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earliest memories dated to the administrative complex's construction five millennia ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The periods of slumber served as time to seek his successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a body enhanced by biotechnological evolution might prove incapable of bearing the imprint of consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer volume of memories, coupled with the behavioural patterns and decision-making processes reshaped by life experiences, constituted a formidable test of will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout his prolonged existence, Mattis had faced numerous situations: rebellions instigated by castes with fewer evolutionary iterations, incursions by external foes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having weathered such trials, he swiftly regained his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing back at the administrative complex left behind, he stated calmly: \"Gardinaal endures. The foe will perish.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard commander responded with a resounding shout, 'Long live the High Lord!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words had scarcely left his lips when a series of whistling sounds pierced the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Figures descended from the sky, simultaneously lashing out with whips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whips struck the ballistic shields, producing a series of thuds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guards looked up, seeing black-armored figures emerging from all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard commander's expression remained unchanged. He hadn't anticipated that, besides the assassins who had infiltrated the administrative building, there were also ambushers here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Assassins\" landed, again lashing out with Markaton venom-whips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides the standard web-fang gun, Markaton's close-combat weapons allowed choice between claws or venom-whips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria excelled in Otsberg-Vaya; most \"Assassins\" she taught chose claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Dementieva's \"Assassins\", more favoured the venom whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Makarton venom-whips coiled like a python around the shields, lashing against the grey ceramite before instantly shattering its defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom-whips striking guards immediately released stored bio-toxins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guards felt paralysis, collapsing one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard commander and several elite guards reacted swiftly, sidestepping to evade the whips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard commander suddenly sensed incoming wind. He rolled several times, barely dodging a descending transparent ice spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost spread rapidly. The guard commanders' movements slowed for an instant, becoming impeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Witch\" Dementieva landed like lightning. Black flames swirling around her rose like a vortex, engulfing several elite guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst screams, the \"Witch\" didn't pause. Markaton venom-whips entwined with black flames lashed towards the guard commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard commander narrowly avoided whip strikes again and again. He swung his particle blade, slashing at Dementieva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 'Witch' sidestepped the blade. With a flick of her wrist, a barrage of frost spikes erupted from the ground, piercing the grey armour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard commander's face twisted in horror. He strained to free his legs from the frosty spikes; the initial numbing chill had spared him pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The searing agony struck as two black-flamed whips severed his torso.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard commander's body broke into three segments, burning in black flames. Dementieva felt as if something shattered within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With two similar experiences, she thought inwardly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'By spreading disaster on Gardinaal, I've mastered the power bestowed by the Black Emperor, becoming a true \"Witch.\"'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dementieva then shifted her gaze to her target: High Lord Mattis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mathis watched in horror as his guard was slain in an instant by the assassin who had materialised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced. As the slender woman in black attire approached, he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I surrender. But I wish to see your commander, the Primarch...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Mattis finished, Dementieva raised her left arm. A Markaton venom-whip struck him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The High Lord's body went numb, his entire frame convulsing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dementieva raised her right arm. The web-fang gun projected resilient filaments that rapidly hardened upon contact with the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A steel cage of filaments wrapped around Mattis. Rendering him utterly immobile, even if he could move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mattis watched the woman, skin pale and smooth as water, effortlessly lift and sling him over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Dementieva captured the High Lord, Tierney also began operations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The treasure-stealing team's target this time was a person, not a valuable item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the countless industrial facilities scattered across Gardinaal's eleven worlds, Gardinaal Prime's capital had fewer factories, only meeting the capital's various needs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet within the capital stood a massive industrial complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even during the recent lower-caste uprising, they couldn't breach this steel fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a hundred unseen shadows silently descended upon the steel fortress's rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tierney led his \"Marauders,\" feeling their way across the dome, searching for an entrance.\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>",1054,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.771Z",1,"novelbin.me","a1e2a1cad9862e2cc60bc8a669ccfa46d421b519451e41f66b2a7a884418b2b4","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-453","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-451",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]