Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 515 The "Flying" Daily Life of the "Wind Favorite," The Shadow of the Ninth Legion's Order in the Water Tank
The flagship of the Ninth Battle Group, the Relic-class battleship Wave.

The five lower decks were connected; initially there were three decks, but later there were five.

Two figures "flew" in the air above the training ground, like large black birds with wings on their backs.

Their black armor was much lighter than ordinary power armor, and the wings on their backs were designed by Malevolus based on the Yard-type Hunter suit.

The armor is made of lightweight yet tough metal composite materials, but to reduce energy consumption, the ability to mimic color change has been abandoned; stealth is not their fighting style.

Neither of them used built-in wings for assistance; it was a pure contest of "flight."

The "Wind Favorites" were enveloped in a raging storm of wind, which howled around them.

Nicholas, who had recently been promoted to "Wind Favorite", was "flying" in mid-air, shuttling between various supports.

The support frame was swept by the hurricane and swayed incessantly.

The locator runes flashing across the helmet display showed Szesny high in the air ahead, almost touching the dome.

Szczesny not only flew higher than him, but also consistently led him by more than 100 meters.

[He has fully mastered the power bestowed upon him by our Lord; he is a true "Chosen One of the Wind."]
Nicholas suddenly felt the hurricane surrounding him recede, his body sank, and he plummeted downwards.

The "Wind-Follower" felt as if he were a stormbird, swooping down.

Dust in the duct is propelled by strong winds onto the fairings at both ends, and then sucked away by the filters before it hits the fairing.

Nicholas glanced at his helmet visor; he was still 210 meters from the finish line marker, and his descent was accelerating.

He tried his best to straighten his body to ensure that the trajectory of his "flight" was forward, not downward.

Nicholas saw ahead through the helmet's imaging layer as Szczesny calmly descended, the hurricane surrounding him instantly subsiding.

His body landed steadily at the finish line, neither moving forward nor backward.

Nicholas's body slowed down more and more, and he glided forward a distance with all his might.

Finally, as the storm subsided, he lost control of his body and fell to the ground.

Nicholas glanced at the positioning rune, which showed a number of 58.2 meters.

"Lord Stormlord, I have lost."

“Your progress has exceeded expectations,” Szesny said as he approached, “and you haven’t used your preferred storm-type psionic energy.”

"This is a contest of pure 'Wind Chosen Ones,' a way of wielding the power bestowed by our Lord."

Nicholas didn't care too much about the outcome; he felt his spirit becoming more active and enjoyed the daily "flight" that the "Wind Favorite" brought him.

“That’s true,” Szczesny nodded, remarking with a sigh.

“I thought that each time I tried to master the power given to me by my Lord, it would become more and more difficult.”

“But the ‘Wind-Centered Ones’ are different. They have a clear direction for controlling this power and only need to use the wind.”

He shared his insights with Nicholas: "Of course, occasionally letting yourself get angry will help you master it faster."

"The same is true of the 'raging people'."

“As you said,” Nicholas agreed, “I think that’s why our Lord has entrusted us with the path of the Eldar’s ferocious avengers.”

“Anger contains great power, but it can also easily lead to loss of control, which my lord would not want to see,” said Szesny, who had followed the Black Emperor since Vostonia.

“We have explored two directions, and we will put this into practice in Behentem.”

"I will lead the Honor Guard, using the 'war mask' which also originates from the Eldar and the way of the warrior, to transform anger into power and use it as a weapon."

"You lead the think tank and the selected warriors into the mental state created by our Lord, and unleash the power of rage." "I call them Stormbreakers." Nicholas's eyes were deep. After receiving the Black Emperor's order, he and Szesny began to practice the path of the ferocious avengers in the Ninth Chapter.

As a think tank, he infuses his mindset into it, pursuing a storm of power.

Just as Szesny was about to speak, the communicator built into his helmet beeped.

After he connected, the voice of the sound array master came through.

"Storm Lord, the fleet has reached the anchor point and can proceed to the Behentem system in the real world."

“Initiate warp drive,” Szesny ordered, then said to Nicholas, “Back to bridge.”

“As you wish,” Nicholas followed Szesny toward the elevator.

The elevators on the Ninth Fleet's ships are quite different; they are decorated with seashells and corals from the ocean world on composite crystal materials.

Through the crystal glass, one can see the orderly shadows submerged in water tanks within the layers of decks.

Most of them were already "a people in a rage," but like the "sailors," they enjoyed the churning in the water.

The elevator ascended rapidly, and as the hatch opened, the think tank's eyes flashed. He sensed a noticeable change as the ship passed through the barrier.

They went straight to the tactical table in front of the command throne. The "archaeologists" who oversaw the chapter's simulated sanctuary had already compiled the scan results and transformed the tactical data into holographic images to present to their lord.

Szczesny stared at the tactical table and noticed that the red and blue forces were equal.

He turned his gaze to his right, browsing the five operational plans submitted by the "deduction cadets" who were acting as captains.

"Expand Operation Plan No. 2".

At Szczesny's command, a screen with a blue box popped up and zoomed in.

"Execute Operation Plan No. 2, codenamed Tide-9."

"Yes, sir." The captain's response rang out in the sound channel.

Under command, millions of servants and crew members activated weapon systems and power conduits.

The Punishment-class reactors powered the thrusters, and almost simultaneously, every Voidship in the chapter increased its engine power.

Frigates and destroyers were the first to start, crashing against the formation of the Randan ships like the crest of a tide.

Like a tide washing over rocks, it broke up the formation of the alien ships.

Beams and projectiles crisscrossed the sea of ​​stars, illuminating the void.

The light spears of the Relic-class warship pierced through Ran Dan's entire formation and struck the flagship's hull, which was covered with spikes and flails.

Battleships and cruisers followed, crashing wave after wave against the enemy lines.

In the vast sea of ​​stars, silent explosions filled the flagship, and the withered bones of the destroyed void ships radiated dazzling firelight.

Szczesny stared at the screen filled with signals, which gradually subsided like the receding tide, and then he gave the order.

"Preparing to log in".

On the ships of the Ninth Battle Group, the built-in communicators of the Shadow Order members in each water tank emitted the order to assemble.

One thousand nine hundred and fifty “enraged people” and three thousand two hundred and ninety “sailors” surfaced and emerged from the tank.

Water droplets dripped from them and collected in the circulation device.

The airdropped capsules rained down on the main planet of Behentem.

(End of this chapter)