Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 338 The Rebirth of Incaladion

Chapter 338 The Rebirth of Incaladion
The Limitless Starfield, the barbaric world of Humara.

The Titans of "Tiger Eye" abandoned their past foolish pre-battle rituals and launched an offensive directly.

The sage Neto's attempt to abolish the barbaric totem ritual of primitive animal worship did not go smoothly, but with the support of Lord Nimrod, who saved Incaradian, he eventually succeeded.

The Shira Gal marched forward, its machine guns roaring as it opened fire on the bird-headed, humanoid war beasts in the air.

On the ground, a shaman from a barbaric tribe, holding a wooden club made of bird feathers and with hair like seaweed, had his mouth mutated into the shape of a bird's beak.

He emerged from his hiding place, shrieking as he praised the god of his faith.

A fierce, cold wind suddenly swept across the battlefield, and the frost covered the rocky surface, which had been scorched by the starlight.

With a wave of his staff, one boulder after another rained down on the steel left leg of the Shera Gal.

Rumble!
The boulders crashed one after another onto the void shield, causing invisible energy ripples to spread.

As the Void Shield was shattered by the wizard, the Punisher-type Horned Viper Knight mech, the Abomination Rebel, swiftly charged out from the shadows of the Titans.

He swung his blade, striking the force field shield the wizard had raised.

The stalemate lasted only a moment before Victor Mordred emerged victorious, his greatsword shattering the force field shield and slicing the wizard into a pool of blood mist.

He spoke into the communicator: "Captain Anton, it is truly an exciting moment that the Mordred family is fighting alongside 'Tiger Eye' again after half a century."

The Mordred Knights were created to compensate for the "Tiger Eye" Titans' penchant for ferocious offensive tactics, which exposed their relatively vulnerable flanks and rear.

“It is indeed something to remember. The last time I fought alongside Mordred was with your grandfather,” Anton sighed, then continued:

"We must move forward, following Lord Nimrod's will and the command of the Sage Neto, to purify the heretics."

"The Talelians have actually fled to this place and are mingling with the barbaric tribes."

Anton sensed the roar of the Shira Gal's machine spirit, a desire for the hunt.

He shouted to the operator, "Continue the hunt."

The Titans of Incaladion, with their predatory instincts accumulated over centuries, crave the hunt.

The Incarradion forge created many unique systems for the "Tiger's Eye," the most notable of which is the hunting bird divination device.

Immersed in the amniotic fluid chamber, Anton saw the marked hunting targets gleaming.

The Warlord-class Titan is like an extension of his body, locking onto his prey before launching the hunt.

The prolonged siege made the "Tiger Eye" Titans, who loved to attack and hunt, feel bound.

Now, they can finally unleash their full potential and sound the charge.

The Shera-Gal is eager to hunt "bigger" prey, as a declaration that "Tiger Eye" is back into the hunt.

Anton knew that the hunters of the Seventh Warband of "Shadow of Order" were also hunting.

He longed to hunt down the chieftains of barbarian tribes in front of those black-armored hunters.

Thibaud, the company commander of the 7th Regiment of the "Shadow of Order," led his guards into the camp of the largest barbarian tribe in Humara.

Before leaving Incaradewon, the Father of Genetics gave a clear order: all the beliefs and evil rituals of the Humara barbarian tribes must be eradicated.

Those who do not accept the order they bring should be subjected to extermination.

As he rushed into the camp, he discovered strange patterns smeared in blood on the ground.

The outer ring has two concentric rings, with eight arrows piercing through them. There are also irregular thorns between the arrows of the outer ring.

The barbarians wore no clothes or armor, and their faces and bodies were covered with strange patterns painted in blood.

Thibault heard a roar and looked in the direction of the sound to see a muscular man with a large axe raised high charging toward him.

Behind him are brass ornaments, the same shape as those on the ground.

The tip of the arrow was embedded in a human skull.

As a seasoned hunter, Thibault immediately determined that the burly man was the leader of the barbarian tribe.

The arsonist raised his left arm, and two fire snakes appeared out of thin air, leaping toward the burly man with the giant axe.

"Roar!" The burly man let out a beastly roar as he charged straight into the "wall of fire."

The burly man's body was engulfed in flames, yet he did not fall. The burning giant roared in agony, charged at Thibault, and brought his axe down.

Thibault raised his sword to parry, and as Katachon's blade clashed with the great axe, the Shadow of Order felt a tremendous force.

The chieftain of the barbaric tribe was even stronger than him, and his flame-burning body had not yet fallen. Before the strong man could raise his great axe again, the "arsonist" clenched his left hand, and spiritual energy quickly condensed into a spear of blazing white flames in his palm.

The arsonist thrust forward, and the Blazing White Spear, trailing a burst of flames, struck the enemy's chest.

The chieftain of the wild tribe swung his axe to block the attack.

The "blazing white spear" struck the giant axe, and the blazing white flames dissipated, but a fist-sized hole appeared on the axe head.

A series of fireballs, guided by the spirit, passed through the hole and struck the strong man.

Explosions rang out continuously, like firecrackers being set off. The chest of the barbarian tribe chief was blown to pieces, and his strong body collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The world is forged in Carradion, the first forging temple.

The sages and the priests looked at the wise man Neto with reverence.

The long civil war and invasions left Incaladion weaker than ever before, countless foundries were reduced to ruins, and even several temples were desecrated.

In the darkest hour, Sage Neto received the sacred templates for the Belik Battle Tank and the Fortress-class Energy Shield from the great Liberator, Lord Nimrod.

The light of Om Messiah shone upon them once more, and twelve fortress-level energy shields protected the forging temple and the surrounding factories.

The engines of Om Messiah roared, bursting with vitality.

Neto looked around at everyone, then nodded to Sanchez, the Reaper Lord, who was standing to the side watching the ceremony.

"The Tiger Eye Legion and the Knights of Mordred fight side by side once again."

"They went out of Incaladion and, together with the noble sons of Lord Nimrod, cleansed the sacred land of the blasphemy."

"The war beasts of the Talerians were purified by the wrathful flames of Ommesea, and the barbaric tribes of Humara bid farewell to their primitive and savage rituals and ushered in a new order."

"..."

With each word Neto spoke, the bell of the Om Messiah rang once.

"I declare that Incaladion has been reborn."

"The previous director of foundry was assassinated."

"Today, we gather here to elect a new Director of Foundry to lead us in the pursuit of the glory of Om Messiah."

A red-robed sage's whiskers twitched, and a sonic array emitted a synthesized sound from beneath his mask.

"Lord Nimrod believes that the Wise One Neto / brought us the sacred template / and that he should be the new Director of Foundry / to lead us."

"Agree."

"..."

Sanchez nodded in satisfaction; he had finally completed the task assigned to him by the Black Emperor.

After the celebrations marking Neto's succession as Director of Foundry concluded, Sanchez returned to the Void Hunter.

He first bathed in essential oils to wash away the lingering scent of Om Messiah incense on his body, and then went to the altar.

After creating a spiritual environment, he knelt on a black agate cushion and recited the name of the Black Emperor.

Moments later, the black mist engulfed Sanchez, and he saw the Black Emperor sitting high on the throne.

Ninglu listened to Sanchez's briefing and nodded in satisfaction.

Incaladion was the first casting world he controlled, and it was at least a medium-sized casting world.

With the threat of Humara eliminated, the Tiger Eye Titan Legion and Mordred will not fall into chaos.

After the Seventh Legion concludes its campaign in Incaladion, it can also embark on new expansions.

The prophecy dice will soon be fully charged, ready for a new divination.

"Your battle group is taking a break. I will give you new orders soon."

"As you command, my lord."

Ninglu sent Sanchez back to the Void Hunter and then returned to the real world himself.

He then boarded the Stormbird and headed to the Imperial flagship, the Busephalos.

(End of this chapter)

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