[{"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-690":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},1511239,1962,"Chapter 690 - 689: The Way to Defeat Nareth, Leman Russ's Decision","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-690",690,"\u003Cp>Russ woke five days after losing consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his eyes and met the gazes of his brothers, Freki and Geri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He read concern in their cold eyes. He gently stroked their fur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His nose twitched. The scent of mead reached him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed it and saw Jorin slumped against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the dejected Jorin, thinking silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jorin's eyes fluttered. He felt the familiar gaze. He opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His murky eyes met the ice-blue. He was instantly awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wolf King, you're awake.\" Jorin leaped up, surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Russ reached out, steadying him, his gaze appraising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old friend, why are you like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jorin looked away. \"I was just worried about you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Russ's persistence made it impossible for Jorin to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just feel old.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sanchez, he didn't use sorcery, and I still lost to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I failed your trust.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Russ grabbed Jorin's shoulders, forcing his murky eyes to meet his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jorin, it's fine.\" His grip made Jorin's shoulders ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's just a suit of armor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But the Allfather blessed it.\" Jorin's voice was hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's fine too,\" Russ smiled. \"Remember? I told you, you are unique. So I was willing to stake it for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\" Jorin's heart grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will win it back,\" Russ said, smiling confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a mixture of hope and doubt in Jorin's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, I have lost to Nareth twice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I can catch his fate. Remember?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Allfather wove everyone's fate. I can find Nareth's in the underverden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The underverden,\" Jorin repeated the hearth-cant word. In High Gothic, it was \"Underworld.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend said the Allfather dwelt in the upper world. The underworld was where the souls of the dead went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are going to the underworld.\" Concern filled his eyes. \"It's too dangerous. Even for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't worry,\" Russ patted Jorin's shoulder. \"I will ask the Rune Priests. I will find a way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ohthere Wyrdmake, Rune Priest of the 5th Great Company, saw his Wolf King, he had already removed the frost armor, wrapped in thick furs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wyrdmake gripped his staff. Hatred blazed in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Nareth and Sanchez!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Allfather curse you, may you fall forever into the underworld!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know how to get to the underworld?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The underworld.\" Wyrdmake shivered. No Fenrisian wanted to go there, especially Rune Priests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately tried to dissuade him. \"Wolf King, you cannot go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nareth's fate is strange.\" Russ's eyes were deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only there can I learn how to catch his fate, find a way to defeat him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wyrdmake's eyes blazed. He fell into thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, he wanted to lie to his Wolf King, to deceive him about the price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would give his life to help the Wolf King defeat Nareth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew the Wolf King would ask other Rune Priests, and he could not perform the ritual alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few seconds, Wyrdmake spoke honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Siltir Gate only opens when Fenris is at perihelion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will encounter strange creatures in the underworld. Specters. Even more dangerous things. To face them, you will need dueling focus and calm. Never let your guard down...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Every gift in the underworld comes with a sacrifice. Do you accept this rule, my Wolf King?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Russ was calm. He spoke. \"I accept.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Every Rune Priest who performs the ritual for you will die.\" Wyrdmake's voice was cold. \"I will give my life to open the path to the underworld.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I refuse.\" Leman Russ shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will not sacrifice you to win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unless one day Nareth betrays the Allfather. But that is impossible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nareth, like Magnus, is obsessed with sorcery. But they are both loyal to the Allfather.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had once suspected Nareth might fall, obsessed with sorcery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after repeated investigations, he had found no signs of sorcery abuse. Even Wyrdmake, who hated Shadows of Order, had found no loss of control in sorcery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wyrdmake was silent. Though he hated Nareth, he had to admit his achievements were great, and Shadows of Order had given their lives for the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Russ made his decision, in the grey forest, Stevens, adjutant of the Seventh Chapter's Fifth Company, led three hunting squads through the woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled his Father's decisive defeat of the Wolf King and the anxious, grey figure of that wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amlodhi Skarssen Skarssensson, Wolf Lord of the 5th Great Company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would never forget that day, as a member of the Honor Guard, he had insisted Skarssensson leave his giant wolves outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered the fierce gaze, the hand reaching back, gripping the axe in threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered the chill, knowing he had no chance against a Wolf Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had defended the Honor Guard's dignity, and for that, he had gained his Father's favor, been granted power, and become a \"Hunter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newly promoted \"Pyromaniac's\" eyes sparked. He clenched his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Skarssensson, with the power my Father granted me, I will defeat you.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered, as a \"Provoker,\" using the environment to defeat Lucius, now a renowned swordsman, rumored to be a top candidate for Captain of the Emperor's Children's 13th Company. He grew even more confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Skarssensson!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I will burn your foul wolves to ash. I will burn your wolf pelts clean.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'You must live long enough. Until I defeat you!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the Wolves were licking their wounds from the Wolf King's and Jorin's defeats. Now was not the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Pyromaniac's\" eyes swept the grey woods, observing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lecter was a dark, barren world. Even the wind was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His psychic intuition stirred. A breeze blew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since becoming a \"Pyromaniac,\" his danger intuition had improved. He no longer only sensed it when attacked. He could trigger it by observing the environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand. Orange Fire Ravens condensed, circling, then flying out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They scattered, flying towards the wolf-like creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWOOSH, SWOOSH, SWOOSH...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The predators' long tongues snapped back like springs. Their two fangs gleamed dangerously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their pitch-black bodies leaped, bounding through the grey woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Pyromaniac,\" following the spiritual energy in the Fire Ravens, tried to guide their scattered attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire Ravens flew. Black wolves fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare!\" Thirty Shadows of Orders raised their hunting guns. Nucerian anesthetic needles were loaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked around. Their Squat hunter modules' rune arrays flickered, tracking the targets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black shadows were swift as the wind. The runes flickered, unable to lock on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Pyromaniac\" clenched his fists, abandoning five Fire Ravens he couldn't precisely control. The other six accelerated, flying at the Grey Hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six Grey Hunters felt the searing flames. Their fur bristled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hastily leaped from the grey trees, rolling to evade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eighteen red runes suddenly turned green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anesthetic needles shot. The Grey Hunters' tongues shot out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two tongues were hit by one or two needles. Their black bodies stiffened, crashing to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining four tongues struck the ground, like poles, propelling them in desperate rolls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five needles, guided by the hunter modules, turned, hitting three Grey Hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Grey Hunter slid between six needles, lunging at a Shadows of Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its tongue retracted, then shot out, wrapping around a black-armored warrior's arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gleam of red crossed its eyes. It opened its narrow jaws, biting down on the power armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As ceramite shards flew, a Blazing Spear shot, piercing its black abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saving his man, the \"Pyromaniac\" condensed more Fire Ravens around him.\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>",1241,"2026-06-06T05:05:28.648Z",1,"novelbin.me","61cd4535ee6a9aa82266ae6eb8064c1592971c2ece327de2d88795b837474556","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-691","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-689",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]