Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 605 Fernus: Nimrod, duel me, and I'll give you a weapon.
Nimrod's psionic projection had just arrived on Terra when it heard the voice of Scholar Magnus.

"Only by opening your eyes can you avoid being dazzled by the light."

The Primarch keenly sensed the anger hidden in Magnus's voice.

“Look who’s here,” Magnus laughed, his colorful pupils now red. “Ruth, I heard you were knocked unconscious by Nimrod.”

Russ's eyes turned fierce, and his gaze shifted from Magnus to Nimrod.

He felt his nose bridge collapse and his head throb, as if he had returned to Duran.

Ninglu looked at the crowd to see their reaction.

Robert Guilliman sighed slightly; he did not want to see the Fearless Brothers clash.

But as expected, Ninglu, as the key figure, will definitely be the winner.

Hannibal, with his prominent cheekbones that seemed to pierce his face, looked at Ruth with a mocking expression.

Perturabo's icy blue eyes were as calm as a still lake, without any ripples. He looked at Ninglu, pondering why he had clashed with Rus.

Mortarian gave Ruth a dark look, finding it foolish that he had turned his attention to Nimrod instead of Magnus.

Vokan recalled that during the race between Nocturne and Ninglu, Ninglu was slightly weaker than him but much faster, and Ninglu even saved him while hunting fire lizards.

Wokan, who often restrained his power to avoid harming others, couldn't help but smile.

Omega's gaze lingered briefly on Nimrod before turning to Magnus. How did Magnus know such a secret that his legion had no idea about it?

Ryan El-Jonsen and Chagatai Khan, with deep gazes, scrutinized Nimrod and Rus from the perspective of swordsmen.

Lion King and Warhawk, respectively recalling Nimrod's performance on Turks and his home planet Randan, Superman's mind cautiously arrives at the conclusions that are in line with expectations.

Horus Lupecal and Sanguires exchanged glances, reading the same thought in their friend's eyes: only they could rival Nimrod in combat strength.

Loka Aurelion was greatly surprised. He looked at the burly Ruth and never expected that he would be defeated in a one-on-one duel.

Roger Dorn's rock-like expression remained frozen for a long time; having had little contact with either side, he fell into deep thought.

Fugrim looked at Fernus Manus, only to find to his astonishment that he was not looking at him, but that his silvery eyes were shining as he stared intently at Nimrod.

The sound was like lead, accompanied by waves of heat.

"Ninglu, let's have a fight."

"No matter the outcome, I will give you a weapon that I forged myself."

Upon hearing this, Ning Lu thought to himself:
[Here comes Fernus, who has launched a challenge against the Primarchs in order to become stronger.]
Nimrod remembers that Phenus challenged the Primarchs in his pursuit of perfection.

Of these, he knew of four:
Guilliman was not interested and refused outright.

Wokan didn't want to fight and refused.

Dorne was the only one he knew who accepted the invitation, but the outcome was unknown.

Forgrim also refused, but not because of their friendship, but because he was afraid that defeat would ruin the perfection.

He thought to himself with great interest: "[Phenus and Fugrim both pursue perfection, but their attitudes toward perfection are very different.]"

Phenus anticipates being defeated, finding his shortcomings, and becoming more perfect; Fugrim is more concerned with perfection itself and does not want his perfection to be destroyed.

As expected, Forgrim is more in line with Slaanesh's preferences.
“I accept,” Nimrod said without hesitation, “but I want a suit of armor made to my specifications.”

His armor shattered at the Turks; the skill of the "mechanical expert" Malevolus was still inferior to that of Phenus.

He would accept it for the armor of Phenus.

Upon hearing this, Wokan immediately conceived the idea of ​​forging armor for Ninglu and sending it to Ninglu along with the next batch of weapons he had crafted.

He expressed his gratitude for the fortress-level energy shield technology he provided, which allowed the Salamander to protect hundreds of human worlds ravaged by aliens and disasters. He also hoped to receive feedback from Nimrod to improve his forging skills.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Peturabo's eyes, then he remembered that Nimrod had always been equipped with the plasma guns he had made, and that he had also created powerful stasis devices for Nimrod.

Ninglu built a grand theater for him, his icy blue eyes sparkling.

"It will take a while, I'm busy with something recently."

After the "liberation of Druhn", he will hold a promotion ceremony.

He wasn't in a hurry to convert the immortals, but Arsena and the others couldn't wait.

There is no time for a duel in the short term.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” Fernus clenched his large silver hand.

Looking at his friend, Fugrim couldn't help but wonder whether he should agree to his request to fight.

"Ninglu, let's fight again, I will definitely defeat you!" Rus roared.

"Okay, as long as you bring something that interests me."

Nimrod wouldn't mind adding another item to his collection. Although Ryan had a larger collection of weapons, and Ruth wasn't as skilled at manufacturing as Vorkan, Fenus, and Perturabo, he had used the most well-known weapons among the Primarchs.

He stared at Ruth, who had lost his Ruth Wolf Helmet and Death Wolf Cloak, and thought to himself.

[I've been too good to Ruth, not only keeping his secret about the Kennis Spiral's malignant mutation, but also reducing the burden of choosing weapons for him.]
He then thought: [Neither the wolf nor I will reveal Duran's affair, I've heard...]

Magnus must have heard it from the subspace.
As Ninglu pondered, Old Man Huang, Constantine Waldo, and the Mars Foundry Director simultaneously entered the palace gates.

After accepting the greetings from everyone and taking his seat, the emperor began to speak.

"Druen, the beacon of human civilization, is now inhabited by people with lifeless eyes and ragged clothes, like puppets."

"The think tank of the 19th Legion, Balsa Kuturi, discovered that the local population was under the control of some kind of alien creature, and he also discovered the psionic nodes used by the aliens to control humans."

Ning Lu frowned slightly upon hearing this.

[Hmm, I remember it was the Storm Prophet with the "White Scar" who discovered it, how did it become Balthazar's discovery?]
As Ninglu pondered, the emperor surveyed the crowd.

"Horus, Nimrod, Mortarion." "Go to Druun and liberate the local people."

Ninglu was taken aback again; he remembered that Chagatai had also been sent to Druun.

Three Primarchs fought a bloody battle against the enslavers for six months, killing all the invading enslavers.

All the Storm Prophets who participated in the war perished, and the enslaved humans also died at the same time as their enslavers.

Sixty million years ago, the enslavers who delivered the final blow to the Ancient Ones in the "War of Heaven" also varied in strength, with size and the number of eyes being outward manifestations of power.

In Ninglu's memory, the three Primarchs' final encounter with the multi-eyed, enormous enslaver was extremely powerful.

He faced three Primarchs alone, binding the mighty Horus, the astute Chagatai, and the resilient Mortarion, rendering them immobile.

Finally, it was the Storm Prophet, the last remaining member of the "White Scars," who freed Chagatai from his restraints, allowing him to approach the leader of the enslaved and complete the kill.

[Without the Storm Prophet with "White Scar" joining the battle, "The Liberation of Druid" is a tough fight.]
Ning Lu had just had the thought when he smiled slightly.

The most powerful storm prophet of the "White Scars" is Tagutai Yesugei.

If he can break free from psychic bonds, I certainly can too.

The "Shadow of Order" think tank team and its extraordinary combination are also stronger than the "White Scars" storm-prophet team.
Thinking of this, Nimrod spoke up after Horus and Mortarian received their orders.

"I will follow your command."

After Huang Laohan got up, Ninglu called out to Peturabo.

"Petulabo, wait a moment."

He spoke only after everyone had left.

“I encountered the alien race I described to you before, the Hruds.”

"I fought a great battle with them and found that as their numbers increased, the distorted entropy energy field exceeded expectations. Stasis devices would be overwhelmed when faced with more than 100 million Hruds."

Seeing the surprised and somewhat embarrassed look on Peturabo's face, Ninglu immediately spoke.

“I didn’t know much about the Hruds before.”

Nimrod blamed himself, saying he had limited knowledge of the Hruds and that Peturabo should bear no responsibility.

He led the "Iron Warriors" against the Hruds. After personally learning about their situation, he designed a stasis device that was overwhelmed by the nearly one billion Hruds in the Gugan system.

Now, he hasn't even seen a single Hrud.

Asking him to devise a design to fight against billions of Hruds based solely on his own description is like trying to cook without rice—even if he's a genius, he can't do it without ingredients.

But it's different now.

"The technical sergeant recorded data from three battles against the Hruds."

“The psionicists also created crystal cages and deployed psionic fields to bind the Hruds.”

"I believe that with these, you will be able to design a static stasis device that can overwhelm a billion others."

“The Hruds number in the hundreds of millions,” Peturabo exclaimed. “Hundreds of millions of spacetime-distorting creatures, and Nimrod’s legions are actually waging war against them.”

Unknown to the empire, Ninglu silently confronted the powerful alien race.

The "Iron Warriors" are not alone when they are sent to the frontiers of the Empire to fight against the aliens.

I will definitely complete my father's trial.

Tireless and indomitable.
"I will build you an even more powerful stasis device."

“I have no doubt about it,” Ninglu said after acknowledging Peturabo’s abilities.

"The grand theater you designed has already started construction in Vostochny."

"The foundation has been laid."

Peturabo's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Ninglu."

"It will bring artistic enjoyment to your people."

“I look forward to the day it is completed,” Ninglu said with a smile. He then made an agreement with Peturabo regarding the method of delivering the stasis device and the Hrud prisoners.

Upon returning to the Shadow of Thrones, he walked back to the Primarch's office and, pressing the communication bead, sent a message to Artena Dunn.

"Set sail, destination: Druun."

He then arrived at the fourth level of the "Land of Chaos".

The "Corrupted Baron" spread his spiritual power and, after confirming that no one was around Balsa, pulled him into the "Land of Chaos".

“My lord,” Balsa bowed respectfully.

“You went to Druon,” Ninglu asked.

“My lord, I have been ordered by Lord Horus to proceed to Druun…”

After learning the situation, the "Corrupted Baron" saw that Balsa's spirit was completely integrated.

"You have mastered the power I have given you."

“Yes, my lord,” Balsa replied.

“Later, I will grant you new power.” After Nimrod finished speaking, the black mist engulfed Balsa.

A moment later, Balsa, having removed his armor and donned a black robe, drank the potion.

The "barbarian," now half a head taller and much stronger, burst through his long robe.

(End of this chapter)