Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 434 Magnus Endures the Falling Colony Ship

Azek Ahriman and hundreds of thousands of children immediately obeyed the command of the Father of Genesis, raising their hands towards the direction of the Primarch.

The flashes of psionic light drowned out the roar of the electromagnetic storm.

Magnus raised his left arm, and spiritual energy gathered in his raised palm.

The Primarch's body swelled as he struggled to control the destructive power within him.

He felt that this immense power was comparable to the powerful force field shield that the "Falcon School" had created in Tizka, capable of withstanding orbital bombardment.

But that wasn't enough for him. The falling colony contained not only the impact of gravity on the colony, but also the powerful force exerted by a creature called Sitan.

Magnus raised his right arm, and colorful psionic light shot from his palm, flying into the device he had created.

The device was engraved with all the runes he had mastered related to the power of the warp, nine hundred and ninety-nine of them, all of which were activated under his control.

Of the nine most important runes, five came from the natural patterns formed by the fallen bird-shaped statue in Prospero, and the other four were obtained by Hathor Mat from Nimrod.

The light descended from the sky, tearing through the dust clouds and crashing onto the cube.

The Primarch maintains the tenth level of mental state, allowing the mind to completely transcend the body, and to control the vast subspace power triggered by hundreds of offspring and devices with the power of the mind.

Magnus pushed upwards with both hands, and the immense force slammed into the falling colony ship.

The rumbling of thunder echoed throughout the entire Dawn Star.

Hathor did not infuse the Father of Genes with psionic energy; his power had already been almost exhausted beforehand.

His gaze shifted away from the enormous, increasingly slow-moving object that was drawing ever closer.

The power the father had gathered had stopped the falling ship.

Hathor looked at Ahriman and the others who had arrived and saw that they were connected to the Father of Genesis through psionic energy.

Four breaths later, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A thousand-year-old's body, along with his red armor, disintegrated at a visible speed, turning into dust and scattering on the ground.

Hathor didn't need to spread his bio-psychic energy to figure out the reason.

The Thousand Sons, who are connected to the psychic power of the Father of Genetics, endure powerful impacts on both their minds and bodies.

The Primogen could withstand and bear most of the pressure, but the Thousand Sons could not withstand the immense power.

Hathor watched as one thousand after another turned to dust, and he couldn't help but recall Sitan's words.

"A thousand sons, all turned to dust."

He seemed to see a shadow of misfortune looming over the future of "Chiko".

Hathor pulled himself together, a shadow falling over his marble-like face, which, along with the swirling dust, made his handsome features appear even more somber.

Rumble!
The loud crash of the colony ship hitting the ground brought Hathor's attention back to the present moment.

Thanks to telekinesis, the colony ship landed relatively smoothly, but the weight of its massive body was still devastating to the shattered ground.

Amid the violent tremors, Hathor felt his feet sink as a shockwave carrying rocks and dust hurtled towards him.

He infused his body with biochemical energy, managing to stand firm amidst a series of collisions and shockwaves.

Hathor saw ahead that Magnus's robes, his shoulder and back armor, had all turned to dust and slid off his body in an instant.

He stared wide-eyed, searching in the direction of the capsized colony ship, and sure enough, he saw that Sita was still alive.

His red armor shattered, and blood continuously flowed from his mouth and nose.

Sitan swayed, then let out a sneer and said sarcastically.

"Crimson King, everything you cherish will turn to dust!"

Thousands of voices echoed in the minds of Magnus, Hathor, and a dozen or so other surviving children, including Ahriman.

Magnus paused, then abruptly raised his arms. The subspace device flashed brightly again, piercing through the dust and clouds.

A beam of light descended from the sky and struck Xitan.

The beam of light broke into golden chains that wrapped around Sitan's body.

Magnus roared, and Sita was swept up.

Xitan roared, his body swelling as he struggled to break free from the shackles of his spiritual power.

A storm raged within Sita, but no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free of the shackles imposed upon him.

He desperately wanted to break free from Asawa's body and return to the vast ocean.

The book at Magnus's waist suddenly flew up out of thin air and hovered in the air.

As he recited, the pages of the book turned rapidly.

Hathor gazed up at the Book of Magnus, his eyes shining, and he thought to himself.

[If we were to offer the Book of Magnus, which contains the most precious knowledge and immense power, to our Lord, it would surely please Him.]
As Hathor pondered, a golden beam of light struck the golden device.

Asawa's body plummeted and crashed heavily onto the cube.

With a bang, the top side of the cube was smashed open by the red armor.

Asawa's body rolled into it.

The metal sphere then flew up, smashed onto the broken cube, filled one of the broken sides, and then filled the entire cube.

Magnus took a deep breath and banished Sita's words from his mind.

"Hasor, I am satisfied with your intelligence and performance in this operation."

Without prior preparation, dealing with the threat of Shitan would result in heavy casualties.

Hathor smiled upon hearing this.

He won the competition for the position of think tank director.

[Father should formally announce this at the next Chief Council meeting after Operation Dawnstar concludes.]
As Hathor pondered this, he saw his father walk toward the device.

He drew his scimitar and struck it rapidly, carving runes one by one.

“He is in your hands, but he is too powerful. The runes I painted can only bind him for about ten stellar days.”

Hathor nodded, agreeing that he would do his utmost to carry out Lord Nimrod's orders.

The "psychologist" approached the device and "reassured" Sita, whose shoulders and arms were trembling and who was struggling.

"We haven't finished talking yet, let's continue now."

Eleven sidereal days later, the Thousand Sons were excavating the partially damaged colony ship, the Sitan.

Magnus stepped out of the colony ship and walked toward the subspace device, praising Hathor, who was now wearing brand-new power armor.

"Your conversation was very effective; your spiritual gifts are no less than those of Apophis."

“At least a thousand psionicists have found peace.”

As Magnus spoke, the "psychologist" felt as if stars were shattering within him.

Hathor thought to himself, "[I have mastered the power bestowed upon me by my lord, and become a true 'psychiatrist'.]"
As he was pondering, a sudden explosion rang out, and the device in front of him shattered into pieces.

The books at Magnus's waist flew up, their pages turning rapidly.

“All turned to dust!” Sitan said venomously as his body was sucked into the pages of the book.

Hathor looked at the Book of Magnus that had fallen into the hands of the Father of Genetics, his eyes gleaming.

(End of this chapter)