[{"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-623":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},1511288,1962,"Chapter 623 - 622: A Corrodible Target Delivered to My Door, of Course I Welcome It","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-623",623,"\u003Cp>The final tendrils rose from the grey mist jungle, piercing the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three immense cathedrals, their domes lined with psychic cables, rose high, constantly unleashing plasma fields into the sky, repelling the strafing aircraft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of thousands of humans were bound to neural conduits, positioned to have their skulls easily pierced, their life force slowly drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first and oldest temple, its spikes piercing countless skulls, its shell-like walls long stained black with the blood of sacrifices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every Shadow of Order, whether Court Brother or psyker, entering the grey mist jungle heard a strange echo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frenzied screams of the dying echoed through the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Listeners\" of the Tenth Chapter, the first to arrive, heard the howls of billions of souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They ascended to the Thelema mindstate, but even that could not block the screaming vortex, the sounds they \"heard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A \"Listener,\" his ears filled with the screams of countless souls,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his face pale, led his squad in an attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggled to maintain the second level of the Thelema mindstate, stomping on the engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roaring engine slightly dulled the shrieking torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurled a krak grenade at a xenos gun emplacement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the force field detonated, the \"Listener\" found a moment of peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, from the rubble of the collapsed emplacement, a four-meter-tall Nephilim emerged, its translucent green flesh shimmering in the shifting light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It opened its slime-filled maw, unleashing a piercing roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrible shriek, in both reality and the supernatural, struck simultaneously. The \"Listener\" tumbled off in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the vortex of molecule disintegration was about to engulf the black vehicle, a flash of gold light passed overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of light from the iron halo deflected the shrieking pulse, striking the ground. The slime-covered surface exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Mentor of Disorder\" raised his arm. Viscous, almost solid, transparent liquid layered over the Nephilim, encasing it in amber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saving his son, Nareth's wings beat, carrying him past the Shadows of Order and into the cathedral district.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Mentor of Disorder's\" spiritual energy surged. The cathedral district fell into chaos. Shriek pulses flew erratically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the \"Chaos,\" no sonic wave headed towards Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psychic cables exploded. Plasma bolts shot wildly. Humans entangled in neural conduits were charred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As ash fell, beams of golden light flashed, encasing Nephilim after Nephilim in amber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth flew over the cathedral district, landing on the steps before the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most ancient Nephilim, the Bishop who had absorbed the life force of over a hundred million, sat on an altar covered in psychic cables, its seat studded with gleaming nerve leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its scale-like skin trembled. It rose, unsteadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth watched the translucent mountain of flesh before him, its two small black eyes buried deep in folds of damp, grey skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it drew a black, pattern-engraved blade, the air around it vibrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nareth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You arrived before Jaghatai.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you will die too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trembling voice pierced the temple, echoing into the surrounding cathedrals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nephilim sheltering within, obeying their Bishop's command, prepared to activate atomic-scale explosives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would burn the entire cathedral to ash. The blast would leave no trace within a fifty-kilometer radius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black-armored Shadows of Order, white-armored warriors who had just entered the grey mist jungle, and the Nephilim slave troops, all would be sacrificed to the god-caste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, a \"Shadow Ascetic\" emerged from the shadows of each atomic bomb storage room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shadow Sculpted\" blades stabbed into the Nephilim's backs, freezing their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the largest atomic bomb storage room, a grey Nephilim exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its grey flesh, like a storm, swept the area, the viscous flesh tearing through surrounding Nephilim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Rose Bishop\" Ramsey materialized from the flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the device radiating horrific energy, his eyes deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the Techmarines, following their gene-father's orders, had intercepted the Odex line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had compiled a Nephilim dictionary, revealing the xenos' death-cult philosophy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sacrifice plan was not the result of Techmarines belatedly analyzing data from orbital scans combined with the auspex matrix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Emperor had revealed the xenos' self-destruct plan before they even landed on Hord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment the Nephilim sacrifice plan failed, the Nephilim Bishop let out a deafening roar, swinging the black blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrible cry echoed in the Primarch's mind, the screams of billions of souls reverberating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist of faith from billions of souls clouded the Primarch's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He perceived the folly of each soul, willingly accepting death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Invisible impacts echoed in his mind, like invisible shackles binding his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bishop swung the black blade, which had reaped millions of lives. The blade cut the air, the sound waves tearing through psychic cables and nerve leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steps shattered in the rippling waves, scattering to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The waves struck the black armor, meeting an invisible barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light blazed behind Nareth. A series of explosions sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deflected sound waves rippled through the air. The shattering of glass echoed through the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden iron halo shattered. Shrapnel clattered against the black armor, also striking the \"Mentor of Disorder's\" mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You cannot influence my will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Mentor of Disorder's\" will, like a spark, ignited his ambition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blazing flame of ambition spread through his mind, evaporating the screaming billions of souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames burned in the \"Mentor of Disorder's\" eyes. His thoughts cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand, gripping the Nephilim Bishop's wrist, wrenching the black blade from its grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Mentor of Disorder\" channeled spiritual energy into his golden gauntlet, thrusting his hand forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The viscous, almost solid, liquid layered over the Nephilim Bishop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth watched the Nephilim Bishop encased in golden amber, thinking to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Jaghatai would have dealt with the Nephilim Bishop more easily than I. Keener senses can sometimes be a weakness.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The screams of billions of dead, all perceived by me, their combined impact breached my mental defenses in an instant.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Without \"Ambition\" and the iron halo, subduing the Nephilim Bishop wouldn't have been so easy.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned the black blade in his hand, examining its pale and green psychic luster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Though I lost the iron halo, a gift from the Emperor after the Wheel of Fire, gaining this makes it worthwhile.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, the black blade vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the third layer of the Kingdom of Disorder, a black blade appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending the amber-encased Nephilim to the first layer, Nareth walked towards Jaghatai Khan in his white-gold armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaghatai removed his helm, his sharp eyes, like an eagle's, fixed on Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nareth, you have bested me in the hunt again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want them to learn from you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hasik, beside Jaghatai, followed the Great Khan's gaze to Lord Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His form, like a marble statue, radiated power. His black eyes were as deep as a pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body was as majestic as a mountain, making the grey mist peaks seem but a backdrop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An urge to kneel rose unbidden in Hasik's mind. He gripped his glaive, refusing to yield to instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nareth thought to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I recall Jaghatai sent Hasik to the Luna Wolves. He was heavily influenced by them and later became the leader of the rebel faction within the White Scars.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'During the Heresy, when Jaghatai went to Prospero's surface to question a shard of Magnus, Hasik launched a rebellion, attempting to seize control of the White Scars.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Hmm... that means Hasik can be \"corroded.\" Better me corroding him than him becoming a follower of Horus and failing in his rebellion.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome, warriors of Chogoris.\" Nareth smiled, accepting Jaghatai's request. 'A corrodible target delivered to my door, of course, I welcome it.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hasik, I want you to follow Nareth.\" Jaghatai turned, speaking to Hasik Noyan-Khan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want you to learn from Shadows of Order, to understand how they think. Only by fighting alongside them can you truly know them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do this for me. I will also send Gahuin with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As you command, my Great Khan.\" Hasik readily agreed. He was curious about the Shadow of Order that could match the White Scars' speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was honored to go and learn from Lord Nareth, who had bested the Great Khan in two hunts.\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>",1368,"2026-06-06T05:05:28.115Z",1,"novelbin.me","b3daad395aa8bee83bb75e3db108c9cdac6ce59426787a8524660f87a452fbdd","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-569","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-622",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]