Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 565 The Sacred Invitation from Mars

The mechanical tentacles of the Mars Foundry Director twitched, and the sonic synthesizer emitted a chanting sound.

"Let us celebrate the dual charge and bioelectricity together..."

His words came to an abrupt halt, and he looked expectantly at Ninglu.

[Hmm?] Ninglu glanced at the body wrapped in red robes. The exposed parts of the arms and torso were engraved with intricate electroplating, and the head was wrapped with twelve wires.

[The current Mars Forging Director, who rose through the ranks of the Electric Drive Order, is now testing me with second-rate electric hymns?]
The second-rate electric hymn is a sublime and sacred prayer in the mechanical order, and he was naturally very familiar with it.

"And Om Messiah, who illuminates the light of our inner reason, may we bring His charge to those who turn to His light."

The wires crackled with electric current, and the electroplated body shone with a dazzling light.

The sound from the sound array synthesizer carried a clear sense of admiration.

“Ninglu, you are indeed the one blessed by Om Messiah.”

"On behalf of Mars, I formally invite you to accept the teachings of the Om Messiah."

“Your brother, Fernus Manus, has accepted, and we have opened the treasure trove of knowledge to him.”

Nimrod felt Phenus's silver-coin-like eyes fall upon him. Having accepted the idea of ​​flesh and blood and suffering, he became the most technologically advanced legion among the many legions.

In terms of technological capabilities, Fernus is first, I am second, Peturabo is third because he can conduct targeted research and development according to needs, Vokan is fourth because he is best at building weapons, and Magnus, who explores knowledge and has been with Peturabo for a long time, is fifth.

Ryan, who obtained Old Man Huang's forbidden weapon, is similar to me and Fernus in this respect.
Mars is enormous and possesses the most advanced technology of any human empire.

Old Man Huang didn't have as much technology as Mars, but he possessed many unique skills, some of which he had collected, and others which he had acquired from the various warlords of Terra that he had defeated.

Although Nimrod discovered some of the STCs, he could not compare to Phenus, who could freely enter the Martian vaults.

But like Old Huang, he also possesses many unique skills.

Nimrod's private armory, the Dark Angel's arsenal, and Phenus's Mimir Vault are the places with the most forbidden weapons.

[Like Phenus, if I accept the invitation, I will become the First Primarch in the field of technology.]
"Thank you for the invitation, but I cannot accept the idea of ​​flesh and blood suffering and weakness."

Nimrod knew that to convince the oil man that he was a follower of Om Messiah, he would have to subject his offspring to massive mechanical modifications, just like the Iron Hands, which was unacceptable to him.

Among the 'engineers' are figures like Arkham Rand, and there are many allies in the Foundry World; there's no need for them to accept such harsh conditions.

I also have the "Perfect One" extraordinary path. If I can "corrode" Dorako in the future and successfully subdue Peturabo, having two talents with full creativity, I can naturally rival or even surpass the Cult of Mechanics.

As for the forbidden weapons, I've already reached out to the "Dark Angel" and noted the possible location of the "Mimi's Vault," so I'll naturally be able to obtain a portion of them later.
“We, the Mechanicus, are deeply saddened that we cannot share the light of our creed with someone like you, for you are better able than the Sage to bring us the light of the Om Messiah.” The voice of the Mars Foundry Director was filled with obvious grief.

The various factions on Mars have reached a consensus that, apart from Phenus, who accepts their ideology, the three Primarchs they most want to be inspired by the Holy Light of Om Messiah are the Primarchs.

Nimrod, who rediscovered multiple sacred templates, came in first, followed by Peturabo, whose understanding of binary language surpassed that of the Sages, and Vokhan last.

Fernus remained silent, looking thoughtfully at Nimrod.

"I'm willing to trade with Mars for a captured alien artificial war satellite. Are you interested?"

The disheartened Mars Forging Director, thinking of the powerful artificial war satellites that even perished alongside the "Dark Angel" Glory Queen-class battleships, immediately spoke.

"Of course, I'm very interested."

"I will send representatives to negotiate with Mars."

After Ninglu finished speaking with the Mars Foundry Director, Fernus's leaden voice rang out.

"Ninglu, is the heavy tank section you were in charge of completed?"

Ninglu nodded. "For the secondary weapon mounted on the flanks, I chose a laser cannon for faster elimination of small armored units and heavy infantry..."

Finus's silver-coin-like eyes gleamed. "A practical and sensible design; I think the heavy tank is ready for finalization."

"Conducting experimental manufacturing and the final battle with the alien is the best opportunity for testing."

"I want to name this tank Sikaran."

“I have no objection,” the Mars Foundry Director said.

“Okay.” Ninglu nodded. Apart from replacing Guilliman as the partner of Fenus and Mars, the Sikaran battle tank had not changed in essence, not even its name.

After leaving the Golden Palace, Ninglu boarded the Black Eagle shuttle.

Deafening cheers erupted throughout Terra, as people were granted a twenty-day holiday to celebrate Omega's return. Back on the Shadow of Thrones, Nimrod summoned the Primarch's squire and the Chief Apothecary to his office.

Without Omega on board, Mikel, who dislikes light and completely conceals his body in his armor, directly reported his results.

“My lord, during my treatment, I extracted genetic material from Lord Omega, which is enough to cultivate 215 gene seeds.”

“I have also studied Lord Omega’s blood,” the “Potion Professor” licked his lips, “each drop of his blood surpasses that of a salamander and a Kraken.”

"They even transcend the realm of blood; they are incomprehensible things."

"They, along with biological tissues, can all serve as mysterious materials."

Ning Lu nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke.

“Nurture Astartes with ten gene seeds, and give two drops of blood to the Forge Master.”

The "mechanical expert" already possesses the ability to create magical items. Even if he cannot complete them alone, he can still do so with the help of his own power, given his certain ritual magic abilities.

He can use Omega's blood as a mysterious material to create magical items and discover his offspring—Alpha.

"Offer the rest to me."

"I'm giving you five drops of blood, but don't swallow them all; that would be a waste," Ninglu instructed, sending a thought pulse with a thought.

"Now dilute one drop and swallow it in batches. You can control the pace yourself. If you feel that you have overdosed, immediately pray to the Black Emperor."

"Each time you receive my power thereafter, consume one more drop."

Ninglu then said, "Leave five drops. When Malena returns, give them to her to study."

He once again sent a thought pulse through telepathy.

“Give me the rest of the sacrifice.”

Nimrod remembered that the future Kugas had used the Nurgle Cauldron and a drop of Guilliman's blood to brew a deadly poison called the Plague.

The blood of the Primarch contains mysterious and powerful energy, making it an excellent material. However, since the Extraordinary Ones' sequences are not yet high enough, using it all would be a waste.

[This is all what I deserve. Omega suffered less pain and torment for more than ten years, and AlphaRice was not beaten up.]

Gukur, the chief think tank member of Alpha, and many of the most elite Lena terminators did not die.

Yes, I really am a kind-hearted and good-natured person.
"You, Marlena, and Garland will conduct research on biological tissues together and share the results."

“Thank you, my lord.” The “Potion Professor” replied joyfully. He knew that the smell of Lord Omega’s blood was the most delicious food he could find.

Every drop of blood was an exquisite delicacy; if it weren't for the fact that it belonged to the Black Emperor, he would have tasted it long ago.

The "Potion Master" can draw some of its power from it, but he cannot withstand a portion of the Primarch's power, which is why the Black Emperor made him take it in batches.

"My lord, before the aliens conquered Bal Sarvor, it was ruled by a technological oligarch."

"After they were incorporated into the Empire, they were granted the right to continue ruling the area until the alien invasion."

"The technical sergeants have found several of their remains and have begun excavation."

"I understand." Ning Lu nodded slightly, his right thumb resting on the drawer of his desk.

As the runes flashed, the drawer popped out.

Nimrod took out a data crystal containing the Tear of Silence and told Ramsay about its location using a topographical map.

"Set sail for Piraeus."

Old Man Huang did not mention to the War Council whether he would provide assistance should the decisive battle in Turks reach a stalemate.

Ninglu couldn't be sure if he would open the Labyrinth of Eternal Night and release the Void Dragon Fragment, so he had to prepare in advance.

Now that Omega has left, it's the perfect time to acquire the Star God Fragments.

After that, you can join forces with Ryan, Guilliman, Omega, and the "secret" Alpharis to launch the final battle.

"Follow Your will."

(End of this chapter)