[{"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-622":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},1511287,1962,"Chapter 622 - 621: The Nephilim Lose Dual-Encrypted Communications for the First Time","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-622",622,"\u003Cp>Hord was a pit of souls, the entire planet lost in the miasma of misplaced faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each Nephilim was nourished by the faith of thousands, their lives unshackled, their bodies bloated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the faith endured, the Nephilim possessed everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White and black tore through the Nephilim's illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great forests shook in the storm. Swamps churned in the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fury the White Scars had on their journey was unleashed mercilessly on the xenos homeworld. But keeping Hord burning was no easy feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like fireballs dropped into water, melta bombs were quickly extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything on Hord existed between liquid and solid. The White Scars' armored units, upon landing, found their lightened, modified vehicles also sinking into the toxic swamps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toxic spores covered the white hulls. Heavy treads struggled against the pull of vine-like plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only promethium flames from six-meter-diameter pipes could reduce the sap-filled trees to char.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As infantry formations used heavy flamers to clear human slave troops and the vine-covered praise towers, Hasik Noyan-Khan and his brotherhood raced ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had again been chosen by the Great Khan to lead the vanguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik's first target was a praise church draped in human skins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slave soldiers wore armor made from the shed skins of their gods. They were no longer human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nephilim delighted in empowering humans, mutating them, blurring the lines between species. Human flesh fused with Nephilim skin and weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most corrupt and ancient of their servants were no longer human, but genetically spliced hybrid livestock, the largest as big as Knight suits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They fired laser barrages at the white formations, then unleashed firepower that could level city blocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small number of Land Raiders the White Scars had received from Forge Worlds were torn apart in the mire by the firepower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move! Move! Move!\" Hasik shouted orders. The white riders sped along capillary-like paths, launching wave after wave of charges against the slow-moving slave troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik felt the thrill of galloping across the steppe. He shouted: \"For Chogoris!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed his jetbike to its limit. The superb technological marvel trembled at such speed, but he was oblivious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kills and achievements forgotten, Hasik had eyes only for the xenos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swept through the rising steam, charging at a massive, twitching form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Move, strike, move, strike...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue Nephilim were powerful, but slow to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was especially evident against the White Scars. Hasik used his advantage, striking the creature like a sea beast trapped in air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive blue corpse crashed onto the organic mountain. Slime splattered the white hull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his bike grew heavy with sludge, Hasik reached the bulbous, slime-covered church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most powerful blue Nephilim guards, each larger than a Dreadnought, shrieked, raising their sonic weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the terrible shriek struck, Hasik leaned forward, wrenching the bike around. The saddle carried him across the greasy slime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sonic wave shrieked, tearing through power armor, shattering White Scar bodies. Flesh slammed into the slime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik saw four runes vanish from his helmet display, knowing the first attack had claimed members of his brotherhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also saw bolts hammering against the most ancient blue Nephilim's armor, layers upon layers of hardened skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a roar, the outer, faded blue skin exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driven by fury, Hasik's bike leaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His glaive swung. The blue body was severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment Hasik attacked the church, Ramsey, Lord of the Tenth Chapter, moved alone through the greasy shadows, passing through the slave troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A green Nephilim, sensing something, turned towards the Ramsey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the whale-faced xenos turned slowly, Ramsey slipped into its shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop's\" hand emerged from the shadow, pressing against the green flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green skin rippled like branches in the wind, forming nodules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green Nephilim struggled to turn its scepter, reaching behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ramsey was faster. Bio-lightning spread to the green Nephilim's head in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crack, the round, green head burst like a balloon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue soldiers and surrounding slave troops turned at the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop's\" spiritual energy, already extended, rapidly reformed the green head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grey Nephilim approached. Its phosphorescent skin, covered in strange patterns, glowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Flesh Servant\" retained no memory of its previous life. Ramsey had not mastered the Nephilim's dual-encrypted communication: ultra-high-frequency sound waves and skin patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop's\" body suddenly melted like wax, becoming pure, viscous flesh, rolling swiftly over the organic slime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flesh rolled, burrowing into a body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop\" savored the feeling of moving within the grey body. Compared to other creatures, the Nephilim's bodies were more spacious, more comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the \"Rose Bishop\" merged with the grey flesh, the raised body suddenly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop,\" controlling the grey Nephilim, emitted a sound that Shadows of Order could only vaguely hear. The surrounding Nephilim stopped, obeying their commander's will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grey arm touched the green body. Grey and green flesh rippled, and another \"Flesh Servant\" was created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop,\" with five green Nephilim, walked out from the xenos army towards a greasy condensing tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ramsey's voice sounded from within the grey body: \"'Shadow Ascetics,' 'Shadow Lurking.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten \"Shadow Ascetics\" emerged from the shadows of the organic slime, hiding in the shadows of the line of green figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move.\" Ramsey's low voice sounded from the grey body, which led the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Shadow Ascetics\" followed behind the green bodies, slipping into the Nephilim army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A \"Shadow Ascetic\" threw a vial into the Nephilim ranks. Shards scattered. White smoke rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blue Nephilim, its whale face the first to smell the foul odor, was about to shriek a warning when it realized with horror that no sound came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its blue skin twitched wildly. Its phosphorescence flickered. Its patterns twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another \"Shadow Ascetic\" threw a black crystal ball, simultaneously ordering on the vox channel: \"Attack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crystal ball shattered. Black smoke rose, spreading faster than the white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue Nephilim's phosphorescence rapidly dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A \"Listener\" started the engine of a Land Speeder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black vehicle swept in like a wave. A roaring storm swallowed the Nephilim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each Nephilim was like a fish separated from its school. Even with its kind meters away, it could not perceive them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could not speak. Their patterns were dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They received no information. Their two small eyes on their whale faces could glean nothing from their kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nephilim's dual-encrypted communications were both severed. For the first time, they were incommunicado.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black vehicles pierced the boiling mist, dropping layer after layer of barrages. Chaotic Nephilim fell in droves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop,\" with five green \"Flesh Servants,\" moved through the xenos army, sowing chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the miasma-shrouded, grey-white world, the black tide moved faster than the white, sweeping across organic mountain ranges, straight to the heart of the grey mist jungle.\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>",1141,"2026-06-06T05:05:28.115Z",1,"novelbin.me","c654f981a00c2b43d6a7727330e710b0dfc7f426e64ba3e46f1c33fb70d7ae0d","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-623","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-568",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]