Chapter 251: Briefing Conducted in the

"Kingdom of Disorder," fourth layer of space.

After Ninglu stepped into it, everywhere he saw, the entire layer of space was permeated with boundless black mist.

Apart from this, there was nothing else.

Ninglu's gaze was profound; he activated "Warp Vision" and Spirit Vision to observe everything around him.

Ten-odd seconds later, there was still no change.

Ninglu was not anxious; his consciousness spread out across the fourth layer, carefully discerning.

His mind merged with the boundless black mist, and he immediately felt a difference.

There were intangible threads that seemed to exist yet not, similar to the third layer of space.

But there were also differences.

The space of the third layer was a one-way thread, connected to him.

The space of the fourth layer was a two-way spreading thread; one end connected to himself, while the other end drifted, having nothing to anchor to.

Ninglu had a sudden realization and thought to himself.

【The third layer of space is a manifestation of the "Briber" in terms of "connection."

The fourth layer of space is similar to it; assuming it is also a manifestation of "connection," then the function of this layer is also to establish contact.

Two-way...】

A flash of inspiration struck Ninglu's mind, and a thought crossed it.

【Previously, when Sanchez prayed to me, because it was cross-galactic, the "signal" was weak, and I only heard vague pleas.

This is because my authority is not yet sufficient, and it cannot be solved in the short term.

But, if I—the "Black Emperor"—have a sufficiently tight connection with him, perhaps I could hear clear prayers.】

Ninglu looked at the gray mist before him again; the "Iron Hands" simulation sanctuary he had seen not long ago surfaced in his mind, and a thought suddenly flashed through.

【Perhaps... not just cross-galactic communication, but cross-galactic meetings—meetings of the Royal Court of the Black Duke, are also possible.】

After this thought sprouted, Ninglu immediately decided to give it a try.

With a movement of his mind, his Spirituality was consumed rapidly, and at the same time, a Black Throne appeared in the thick mist.

Ninglu took a step and appeared before the throne, sitting upon the pitch-black, enormous, ancient throne.

With the Blood-Colored Chain on the little finger of his right hand, his Spirituality recovered rapidly.

Ninglu looked down: "Let's try it first."

Ninglu moved his mind, his figure flashed, and he arrived below the throne.

Using the body of Arsena as a standard, he gathered the intangible threads of this area.

Following his will, the threads molded into a "thick" black cable.

The black cable followed his will, spreading and extending, and arrived with him at the shadow side of the "Kingdom of Disorder."

The "cable" was tied to a ball of pure white light; that was the light ball of Arsena Dunn.

Ninglu's figure flashed, returning to the fourth layer of space.

He immediately saw that there was one more light ball flickering with intangible, pure white light.

Ninglu did not know what the Primarch Attendant was doing at this moment; he could not let the other party disappear into thin air.

Thus, the Primarch's Spirituality spread, touching the pure white light ball.

He saw Arsena alone in his office in the palace, with five "Readers" holding Data Slates beside him, reporting to him.

Only the Primarch Attendant had a permanent office in the Primarch's palace.

His five attendants were all extraordinary individuals who had passed Ninglu's tests, each responsible for screening and summarizing the briefings of various Chapters into five aspects: military, territorial economy, technological development, logistics and supplies, and ally diplomacy.

With the assistance of the "Readers," the Primarch Attendant dealt with the increasingly heavy Legion affairs.

After pondering, Ninglu was unsure if his idea was feasible.

Once it failed, it would lower the "Black Emperor's" prestige, so he did not send a message directly through the light ball.

Ninglu returned to the real world, pressed the Communication Bead, and sent a message to Arsena.

"In ten minutes, hold a meeting."

Representing Ninglu, after sending Ferrus Manus to the guest palace of the palace, he gathered his attendants to handle the backlog of official business.

Arsena's communicator beeped; after he finished listening to the message sent by the Primarch, he said to the "Readers."

"That is all for today; you may go and get busy."

As the silver-haired Primarch Attendant organized the materials to report to the Primarch, gray mist suddenly rose before his eyes.

He felt as if he were back to the time when he prayed to the "Black Emperor," and he saw the majestic figure seated high on the throne.

The next instant, his body was swallowed by the black mist and disappeared from the office.

When Arsena regained his senses, he found himself in the thick black mist, standing on a stone seat.

His long, narrow blue eyes scanned the surroundings.

Subsequently, he saw the majestic figure seated high on the Black Throne above him in front.

"Lord Ninglu." Arsena felt both surprised and as if his inner thoughts had been confirmed.

"You are the Black Emperor!"

Ninglu looked down at Arsena and spoke.

"That is correct, but this title is limited to this place."

He did not yet have sufficient strength and still needed the platform of the Imperium.

"My Lord, I follow your will."

Arsena looked around again and asked curiously.

"Where is this?"

Ninglu's tone was calm.

"This is an independent space controlled by me; only I, and those I permit, may set foot here."

Arsena trembled all over upon hearing this; only a god could possess such a mysterious space.

Eleven seconds later, the Primarch Attendant calmed his agitated heart and recalled his duties.

"My Lord, the battle reports for the Flame Wheel System have been summarized."

"Throughout the entire campaign, the Legion sacrificed seven thousand and thirteen men, of which five hundred and twenty-four Warriors were interred into Dreadnoughts."

With the development of Teriken I and the covenant established with the Forge World Graia, the Eleventh Legion's supply capacity increased significantly, enabling the realization of such a scale of Dreadnoughts.

Graia's production capacity also ranked among the first tier of the many Forge Worlds.

A flash of sadness crossed Ninglu's eyes, but he had anticipated the sacrifices, as the Eleventh Legion had served as the main force in the "Battle of the Wheel of Fire."

During the process of capturing the Orcs' Battle Moon and cleansing the four planets, only the Second Legion was responsible for capturing certain strongholds on Planet Four.

In the fighting on the main planet of the Flame Wheel, the Eleventh Legion's combat record also exceeded the combined total of the Second and Sixth Legions.

While Ninglu was immersed in sadness, the Primarch Attendant continued.

"The Second Legion suffered approximately one thousand five hundred casualties."

"The Sixth Legion's numbers are difficult to estimate, but the projected number of dead exceeds ten thousand."

Ninglu bore the responsibility of mentoring Hannibal, so the Second Legion's briefings were sent to the Primarch Attendant.

He was therefore able to grasp the general situation of the "Faceless," but the "Space Wolves" and "Order Shadow" had a tense relationship, and Leman Russ had no obligation to report to Ninglu, so he could only vaguely grasp the situation of the Sixth Legion.

Ninglu recovered from his sadness and thought to himself.

【In other words, in the "Flame Wheel," the total number of Astartes killed is approximately twenty thousand.

My Legion bore the main attack, and the number of dead is lower than that of the Space Wolves; this is an acceptable result.】

While Ninglu was deep in thought, the Primarch Attendant continued.

"Among the Legion's various Chapters, the one with the heaviest casualties is the Second Chapter, with a total of two thousand and fourteen Order Shadow sacrificed."

"Most of them died on the main planet of the Flame Wheel, during the campaign launched against the Ork Warlord."

"Graia's 'Morning Star Titan Legion' also had five Warlord-class, two Battle-type Titans, and one Scout Titan destroyed in the fighting."

After reporting the battle losses, the Primarch Attendant continued.

"The Legion's various Chapters have received varying numbers of new recruit reinforcements within the last four Terra years."

"The Third Chapter received its first batch of Modian recruits two Terra months ago, numbering three thousand five hundred and eighty-two."

"The Chapter's strength is now six thousand three hundred and five Order Shadow, with five full-strength companies and two under-strength companies."

The "Reasoning Scholar" reported first on the results of Modian as a recruitment world.

"The second batch of recruits for the First Chapter and the Eleventh Chapter is expected to be inducted in two months."

"The Seventh Chapter's recruits are still undergoing Gaizao Shouhu, and the first batch of recruits is expected to complete Gaizao Shouhu in two years."

"The remaining eight Chapters have been reinforced by a total of five thousand nine hundred and forty-one men; except for the Second Chapter which still needs time, the sacrifices of the other Chapters in the Flame Wheel have all been replenished."

Before the Battle of the Wheel of Fire began, the Eleventh Legion had approximately eighty-five thousand men.

In an instant, Ninglu completed the calculation; the Legion's current strength is approximately eighty-five thousand five hundred and ten men.

【Hmm, after experiencing a great battle, the Legion's numbers have not decreased, but have instead risen slightly.

Compared to the Space Wolves, whose numbers rose slightly but who lost over ten thousand, my Legion's situation is much better.

The Space Wolves' casualties were also at least ten thousand higher, and they finished the fighting two years early, consuming less.】

After hearing the briefing, Ninglu disconnected his own Spirituality from the pure white sphere of light.

Arsena watched as the surging black mist swallowed him; after the mist dissipated, he had returned to his office.

The silver-haired Psychic looked around; he knew that there had not been a single trace of psychic energy just now.

His blue eyes were filled with shock, and he thought silently to himself.

【I have never encountered such a scene; I was pulled into the kingdom of black mist before I could even react.

Only a deity could possess such great power!

Lord Ninglu is the Black Emperor.】

Arsena looked toward the Primarch Palace with awe.

Having just returned to the real world, Ninglu sent a message to Adams and Gabriel on the surface of Medusa, summoning them to return temporarily.

Medusa was a treasure trove for the "Psychic" Adams.

The Warp is the final destination for the souls of most races in the galaxy after Death.

Souls will endlessly twist and turn in the chaotic vortex of the Warp, and many of them will be captured and devoured by demons.

The birth of a ghost is accompanied by obsession and various special environments.

Medusa, being close to the "Kongju Zhi Yan," is a special world, and the number of ghosts on it is far greater than on other worlds.

The "Psychic" did not yet have the ability to create ghosts, so Adams remained on the surface of Medusa to communicate with the ghosts in order to master the power bestowed by the Gene-Father.

Ninglu decided to let them stay on Medusa IV; the "Psychic" would obtain the locations of ruins from the mouths of ghosts, and then develop them together with Gabriel and the Iron Hands.

In order to maintain contact, it was natural to have them hold a ceremony, and subsequently establish a connection with the fourth-layer space.

While Adams and Gabriel began to build the Altar, Ninglu proceeded to attempt further steps.

(End of chapter)