Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 123 "Dream Control"

Bukayo stood on the training ground, flanked by two lieutenants, both of whom were "sleepless".

The baron of the Black Baron's court gave orders to the two knights in Vostroyan.

"Once the battle begins, you will immediately charge forward and knock down his two attendants armed with plasma guns."

"After that, work together to defeat the Knight Mech."

The two Shadows of Order beside him had the emblem of the Third Chapter painted on their right shoulders - a deep black full moon.

To the average person, the dark moon was barely visible against the black armor paint.

Recently, he often saw the two lieutenants of the regiment commander in his dreams. He immediately understood and answered.

"As you command, Dark Lord."

As a follower of darkness, Dark Lord is a unique title he gave himself to distinguish himself from other lords.

"Nightmare" cast his dark eyes towards the knight mecha opposite, and his black eyes instantly turned deep.

At the same time, his spirit spread over and used his extraordinary ability - "dream manipulation" on the knight, forcibly pulling him into the dream.

Ward Hitler was waiting for the Knight King to give the order to start the duel, and his ears were filled with noisy sounds.

"Ward, today is your chance to realize your ambitions. Our Hitla family has served the Drisha family for generations. Now you finally have your chance."

"As long as you win, as the strongest knight besides the Knight King, you will definitely gain his favor and allow the Hitra family to surpass the Drishya."

"Ward, you have to win."

"For your honor, for the Hitla family, for Vixtrix."

"..."

Ward listened to the inspiring words of the heroic spirits of his ancestors and became more and more determined to fight. He responded confidently.

"I will definitely win!"

At this moment, his eyelids suddenly became heavy and the noise around him gradually became quieter.

He had been dealing with the beast tide for several days without time to rest, and fatigue swept over him at this moment.

Ward braced himself, and the strong willpower he had cultivated day after day was able to overcome physical fatigue.

But he felt too comfortable, just like a sultry summer day when he was lying on the bed, enjoying the cool breeze. He couldn't help but yawn in comfort and slowly lowered his head.

"You kid, why are you sleepy when the duel is about to start?"

"Be more energetic and use your willpower to overcome fatigue!"

"..."

The annoying voice in Ward's mind was suddenly dispelled, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

The Knight King's Daxos Glory vanished from sight, along with the black-armored warriors, and the entire arena vanished.

Ward was not accompanied by any servants, nor was he wearing a knight armor. He stood alone in the misty forest.

The knight stared around blankly. The entire dark forest seemed to be shrouded in a misty veil.

The forests of Daxos are dangerous, with despicable Ratlings and dangerous one-horned blue rhinos.

When Ward realized this, he immediately reached for his waist.

He felt as if he had been lying down for a long time, like the obvious dullness he felt when he first tried to fly a mecha.

He was like the Mechanicus calling upon the army of combat robots that had not been activated for hundreds or thousands of years. His rusty limbs slowly and clumsily drew the noble sword from his waist.

As a knight, weapons training is also a compulsory course.

With the sword in hand, Ward immediately found confidence. He looked around, chose a direction, and moved forward.

After walking a few dozen steps forward, suddenly a dozen armed Lightlings appeared in sight.

The knight reacted quickly. He rolled on the ground and hid behind a tree. He did not stop, giving the Lightling ratmen time to surround him and launch a long-range attack.

He charged "quickly" towards the nearest demi-human.

Ward felt that he was not in the best condition, but fortunately the Lightling ratman was also stunned and did not react, so he was killed by a single sword strike.

The knight did not stop. He kicked the corpse over, drew his sword, and immediately rushed towards another Lightling Ratman.

Outside the dream, Campbell loudly announced the final rule.

"...Those who are knocked down are considered losers." He paused and shouted loudly.

"The duel begins!"

Then, he saw two black-armored knights charging at high speed. In an instant, they appeared in front of the two knight attendants and punched them.

The two mortals who had undergone some mechanical modifications were instantly knocked away, flying out like kites with broken strings, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood.

Campbell glanced at the corner of his mouth. The stupid black-armored warrior actually set his target on the servant. It was so stupid.

This was enough time for Ward to swing his arms and knock down the two black-armored warriors with a power punch.

[Hmm? Why hasn't the Glorious Victory taken action yet?]
The enraged Knight King immediately cursed at the knight through the communication channel.

"Ward, what are you doing? Move quickly and defeat the enemy!"

Campbell looked at the other black-armored warrior nervously, and when he saw that he was also standing there in a daze, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't know that when "Nightmare" used "Dream Control", he would also be unable to move and had to rely on his teammates to attack, so he secretly felt relieved.

[Fortunately, that chapter leader also made a mistake, so there is still a chance.]
Seeing that the Knight Mech had not made any move, Campbell roared angrily.

"Idiot! Are you asleep?"

"Shit! Move the fuck up!"

The Knight King threw away his noble manners and cursed loudly.

The only response he got was still the quiet rustling sound in the communication channel, and the Glory Victory still stood there, motionless.

"Damn it, Ward, I'm going to kill you!"

He shouted angrily and helplessly. He had already seen two black-armored warriors rushing towards the knight mecha.

He watched in confusion and helplessness as two Order Shadows, unstopped, instantly came to the side of the Glory Victory from both sides and crashed into the Knight Mech.

The knight mecha, without its power system activated, was just a metal frame nearly ten meters high, and was directly knocked down by two speeding metal chariots.

"I lost……"

Campbell admitted his defeat to Nimrod in frustration, and then, unable to suppress his anger, he strode towards the training ground.

At the same time, Ward in the dream bravely killed dozens of Lightling ratmen.

The knight gasped for breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.

"It was a victory not glorious but worth mentioning. I killed a group of Ratlings with my sword without any harm."

He emerged from the dream with satisfaction.

Then, angry curses rang in my ears.

"Ward, the honor of the Hitler family has been tarnished by you."

"Ward, I don't have a grandson like you."

……

"what happened?"

Ward, who had just woken up from his dream, asked in confusion.

Before he could get an answer from the heroic spirit of his ancestors, he found a tall figure appearing in front of him angrily.

[It's the Daxos Glory.] Ward recognized the Knight King's mecha. [Why am I lying on the ground?]
[Ah! Duel...]
He had just remembered his responsibilities when he saw a huge fist coming towards him.

"Knight King, I..."

With a shrill cry, the cockpit was shattered and Ward was hit hard and fainted.

Even after knocking out the sleepwalking knight, Campbell's anger still did not subside.

He walked towards Nimrod with frustration and said unwillingly.

"I will surrender to you."

The Knight King kept his promise, but the battle just now was strange and stupid, and he could not understand it at all.

"But the defeat just now was caused by my knightly stupidity. I still want to duel with you."

"I want to know if you, the Primarch, are as powerful as your black-armored warriors claim."

(End of this chapter)