[{"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-621":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},1511284,1962,"Chapter 621 - 620: The \"Potion Professor\" Enjoys Drinking Omegon's Blood","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-621",621,"\u003Cp>In the Hord system, the white Janzar, like a spear, pierced into the Nephilim's egg-shaped warship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bridge, Hasik Noyan-Khan stood before the strategic table, gazing at the hololith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the Janzar was the Legion's flagship, the Swordstorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik had earned the honor of leading the vanguard of the final hunt. He had been personally chosen by the Great Khan to open the path to the xenos homeworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had already been elevated and become a son of Jaghatai, as a Chogorian, he still called his gene-father the Great Khan, Khan of Khans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept the hololith. Gahuin's Heaven's Lance was to the right of the Swordstorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gahuin's white lance followed a different path, but still had to advance behind the Janzar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Khan,\" Stormseer Berghau spoke, \"a storm is rising in the Sea of Souls.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The xenos ships?\" Hasik asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I cannot be certain,\" Berghau's eyes deepened, wind and waves seeming to swirl within them. \"But the pattern of the waves doesn't suggest egg-shaped vessels.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps it is Shadow of Order.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik shook his head. \"They can't be as fast as us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Berghau nodded in agreement. The plasma conduits in the Legion's ships had been doubled in capacity, the boosted lines shortened accordingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved faster within each system. The White Scars' cleansing of each system was also swift as the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides,\" Hasik continued his analysis, \"of the hundred worlds enslaved by the Nephilim, we have cleansed fifty-three, they fifty-one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time, Shadow of Order has only deployed four Chapters. To achieve a comparable record, their fleet must be scattered across various systems.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They cannot be here now. By the time they arrive, we will have already left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik was about to give the order to slow the advance and avoid falling into a trap, when his helmet comm suddenly sounded with Jaghatai Khan's voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hasik, leave a space in Hord's orbit for Shadow of Order.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My brother, Nareth, is here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik heard the excitement and fighting spirit in the Great Khan's voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warhawk of Chogoris was eager to hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of Targutai Yesugei, who had spoken of the hunt on the Rangdan homeworld. Lord Nareth had hunted the worm-creature leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Hasik had still been undergoing augmentation and had missed that hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared curiously at the hololith, at the flickering black runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shadow of Order truly is this fast.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Hmm, if Lord Nareth won that hunt against the Great Khan, then Shadow of Order could indeed match our pace.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Perhaps only Shadow of Order.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Hasik gazed curiously at the hololith, in the lower decks of the Shadow's Sovereignty, the Chief Apothecary Mikael was alone in his laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lab was dark, but the \"Potion Professor\" could clearly see the pale arm in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a psychic scalpel made of dual-numbered black gold, he cut a palm-sized piece of pale flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own pale hand, long unexposed to light, placed the flesh into a crucible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arms and the mechandrites on his back moved rapidly, tipping miniature tubes from the rack on the table into the crucible: blackened maggots, Catachan vines...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Potion Professor\" completed the addition of all materials in a dozen seconds. As he stirred with a crystal spoon in his right hand, he felt a slight fatigue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly tapped a rune on the lab bench. A drawer slid open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deactivating the stasis field, he took a small black vial. Inside was a single drop of ruby-like blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was from the Primarch Omegon, diluted a hundred times with Red Vosvoth vodka.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Potion Professor\" carefully popped the cork with his thumb. The sharp smell of alcohol, mingled with a rich aroma, hit his nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike other potions, which were mixtures of various ingredients, a Primarch's blood was best enjoyed alone. Adding anything else would only ruin its taste and effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Potion Professor\" had only added Red Rath vodka.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His throat moved as he swallowed his saliva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he eagerly drank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the red liquid slid down his esophagus, a thick black mist instantly billowed from behind the \"Potion Professor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey Nephilim, paralyzed on the examination table, stared wide-eyed at the pair of ethereal bat wings that unfolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second later, clusters of black flames rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black flame flickered before the Nephilim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The luminous lines on its skin twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had any green or blue Nephilim been present, they would have immediately sensed their commander's terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mikael turned, smiling. His pale face and crimson eyes made the grey Nephilim's skin writhe even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black flames flickered, like ghost fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a dozen seconds later, the \"Potion Professor\" controlled the surging power. The black flames and the crimson glow in his eyes vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up, exhaling a long, satisfied breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt his physical and mental fatigue vanish. Strength filled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on thirty-eight prior experiences, he knew his speed and strength would have a small, permanent increase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though each subsequent dose had a lesser effect, the improvement remained significant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of red light flickered in his eyes. He instinctively reached for a rune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand stopped. The Black Emperor's voice echoed in his mind: \"Control!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twisting patterns on the grey Nephilim's skin did not vanish with the black flames. Instead, they became more chaotic, like an overturned palette of paints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It saw the mechandrites lower, then rise again. The pale figure in the black robe turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mikael walked to the grey Nephilim. His right hand picked up an orange vial from the examination table and injected it into the grey body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You...\" The Nephilim's voice was hoarse as it regained speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's no need for this. We can live in peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I must say, you are truly skilled in sound.\" Mikael said admiringly. He glanced at the standard timer on the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Four days and six hours without speaking, and you recover in two seconds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the Chief Apothecary's syringe descended like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't...\" The grey Nephilim's voice cut off. Its eyes widened in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mikael's left hand tapped a red lightning rune on the lower side of the examination table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZZZAAAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning crackled, enveloping the grey body on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Potion Professor\" watched the grey Nephilim. Through previous experiments, he had found that electric shock stimulated the Nephilim's bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their metabolism accelerated. Their recovery sped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey Nephilim's vocal ability recovered five times faster, green three times, blue two times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZZZAAAP...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey body trembled. Minutes passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three minutes and fifteen seconds, the \"Potion Professor's\" eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Adding Barbarus Overlord arm as a material has greatly improved the silence potion's effectiveness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Overlord's body is more toxic than Catachan snakes and other materials.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Potion Professor\" had previously used various materials to concoct potions. They had been effective on the battlefield, accelerating the cleansing of the Nephilim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But an effect lasting less than four minutes was not decisive in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, his gyrinx raised a paw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A data slate and stylus flew into Mikael's hands. He reviewed the information stream on the viewscreen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recorded key data on the slate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full cycle of the standard timer, the Chief Apothecary's surgical saw descended with a happy hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saw teeth spun, grey flesh scattered, revealing the mouth and the alien organs resembling a throat and trachea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment the \"Potion Professor\" achieved his breakthrough, the white and black fleets synchronously deployed at opposite ends of Hord's orbit, the Nephilim homeworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik Noyan-Khan landed on the grey-white world, mounted his jetbike, and looked up at the black craft piercing the miasma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shadow of Order. Let's see who reaches the center first this time.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head, started the engine, then raised his curved blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifteen relatively complete brotherhood squadrons, six hundred bikes, their jets screaming, followed their Khan.\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>",1323,"2026-06-06T05:05:28.115Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3cf6d232f873b973fcad9dc0d3b3fe7e63e68a62baa8a9a8e2698c5a4da6d42","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-567","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-566",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]