[{"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-55":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},1511154,1962,"Chapter 55: \"Assassin\"","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-55",55,"\u003Cp>In the hive city of Omsk, King Modur stood in red armor, lips pressed into a tight line, the corners of his mouth drooping slightly as he tried to suppress the roar of fury threatening to erupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty, the royal arena was attacked. The fire caused by the explosions is still not fully extinguished.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Captain of the Guard, Urbanski, led a squad into the arena to apprehend the perpetrators. Two standard hours later, his corpse was found strung up on the royal flagpole in the center of the arena.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Modur stared at the display screen, which showed the mutilated body, stripped naked and impaled on the flagpole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes bulged, bloodshot with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trash. They're all trash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mere mutant scum, and yet they dare throw the hive into chaos.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a provocation. I will capture them and punish them so harshly they'll regret challenging me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Modur flung his red cloak and stormed out of the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He boarded a steel-forged war vehicle, engines roaring, and sped toward the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just two blocks from the arena, Maria Kournikova stood atop a water tower, wiping her curved blade with machine oil and a yellow silk cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already sabotaged the nearest water tower to the arena. The firefighting effort would be severely hampered, at least one full work cycle before recovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That false king did not have the patience to wait that long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria walked to a metal door and swiped an identification keycard through a biometric scanner embedded in the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped into the howling cold wind. Wearing no respirator, the toxic industrial fumes didn't affect her; she'd been soaked in chemical baths since childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Assassin\" didn't take out her optical telescope this time. Instead, she looked straight down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to her Heightened Senses, she has the vision comparable to an eagle, and is capable of night vision. Through the flickering, dim lights, she scanned kilometers below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria marveled at the power and couldn't help but glance into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Thank you, my lord, for this gift.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She drew her eyes back and swept her gaze across Old City Street and Glory Avenue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, her communicator crackled with the worried voice of Tsvetana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maria, the false king has two routes from his spire to the arena. We're set up on Glory Avenue. What if we miss him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria's deep blue eyes were resolute. She replied calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old City Street has better infrastructure and is safer, but it would force a detour through Birch Street. With that false king's personality, he will take Glory Avenue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right,\" added Dementieva sarcastically. \"That vain bastard loves to parade down Glory Avenue, the one named to commemorate his purge of the underhive gangs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria responded after the quip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The target usually travels with a hundred guards. There are only three of us. If we want to succeed, we can't split up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He will come down Glory Avenue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsvetana fell silent, convinced by Maria's certainty. The comms channel went quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Maria's eyes narrowed, and dozens of armored vehicles came speeding into view. At the front was a gaudy gold falcon banner fluttering in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Target confirmed. Move into position.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She issued the command and then leapt off the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Feather Fall ability is capable of making her body as light as a feather. She ran along the metal sides of the tower without a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the roof of a factory, Tsvetana aimed through the scope of her las rifle, locking onto the convoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the convoy entered the kill zone, she pressed the detonator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous explosion rocked the upper hive. Glory Avenue, barely 25 years old, was split like a fish on a chopping block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vehicles two through four were flipped by the blast, and a trench several meters deep and nearly twenty meters long was torn into the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth vehicle couldn't stop in time. The driver slammed on the gas and charged forward, yelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It miraculously cleared the trench, only to slam into King Modur's falling armored vehicle, knocked from above by the blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king's personal vehicle, highly fortified, sustained no meaningful damage, not even a crack in its reinforced glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as it landed, the fast-moving truck collided with it from behind, sending both vehicles spinning down the street like drunken fighters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rear convoy screeched to a halt, panicked. After a moment of chaos, they split into two groups, trying to flank around the wreckage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsvetana tossed aside the detonator, raised her laser rifle, and fired, hitting a tire dead-on. The beam left a nail-sized hole but caused minimal damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the vehicles collided and swerved, a truck came barreling out of a side street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dementieva, behind the wheel, slammed the brakes and skidded to a stop in front of the king's limo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before impact, she leapt from the truck, rolling to safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a tremendous crash, the limo slammed into the truck, loaded with flammable chemicals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion rocked the street. The limo flipped several times, its right side smashing into the pavement and skidding meters before coming to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king's guards scrambled out, attacking Dementieva, who now held a riot shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She jabbed a combat stimulant into her neck, ducked, and charged forward shield-first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsvetana pulled the trigger, and laser beams flashed, dropping multiple guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Modur roared in rage and charged at the assassin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could reach her, a shadow burst from the corner of a nearby building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Assassin\" had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, she was beside the king, her left hand wielding a Fra'al glass blade. With all her strength, she drove it into the king's high-grade power armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Modur was stunned; the tall assassin's blow had pierced his armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could react, he felt the blade jam within the armor plating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely surviving the strike, he swung his power sword at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the blow missed. The moment her blade connected, Maria had already leapt back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Modur, confused, suddenly saw the edge of the glass blade shatter, and tiny fragments burst outward into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He screamed in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards, seeing their king stumble and fall, charged at Maria in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped lightly, weaving between walls and fences, vanishing from their view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Dementieva smashed into the guards, wielding a warhammer and crushing one of their skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria, cloaked in shadows, became invisible to the guards' senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time she reappeared from the darkness, she claimed another life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, all guards who hadn't fallen into the trench were dead, slain by just three assassins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Modur, once a formidable warrior, was dead. His demise shook the hive city of Omsk to its core. The nobles he had long oppressed began to stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Citizens locked their doors tightly, clutching weapons, wary of what might come next.\u003C\u002Fp>",1151,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.768Z",1,"novelbin.me","0b774fd8cc30c9dbe95a4076514f1f68d1e33c0ef130a6d2f424905c56266e65","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-56","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-54",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]