Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 629 Chagatai, I've done you a great favor as your First Khan! It's a good thing for you too.
"The Disordered Kingdom", the ninth level of space.

Upon arriving at this level of space, Nimrod immediately grasped its corresponding ability—"The Word of Order."

The lines of rules permeate this space; once he speaks and issues the rules, they will obey his will and punish him accordingly.

After Ninglu grasped the function of the ninth layer of space, his first reaction was to bring Slau Da, who was still resisting and keeping some secrets, here for a trial of order.

The Spirit Race Warlords are members of the esoteric sect who adhere to a policy of sacrificing humanity, and by this standard, the crimes they have committed are countless.

But Nimrod quickly dismissed the idea, citing the punishments imposed by the "Word of Order," including death.

Slau Da's greatest value lies in the many secrets he possesses; imposing punishment is not his aim.

Ninglu then arrived at the fourth level of space, where he spread his spirituality and touched the orb of light of William Wood, the lord of the Twelfth War Regiment.

He found William dressed in a black robe and alone, and pulled him into the "Land of Chaos".

At the same time, Ninglu had a thought, and the material of the "Faceless Man" from the "Fool" pathway Sequence 6 disappeared from the palace and came to the furnace.

The space apes in the first layer of space added materials such as the Transformer to the furnace in sequence.

“My lord, the Tannis grow up in an environment filled with Nar trees, and they are born with a superhuman sense of direction…”

"The first batch of recruits, totaling 1,035, demonstrated during training that their intuition far surpassed that of recruits from other worlds..."

“Tannis has trained soldiers, and their intuition will be enhanced to varying degrees. I have ordered the establishment of training grounds with various traps in the densely populated areas of Nar trees. The Chapter’s Order of Shadows, remove your power armor and undergo training.”

William, a seasoned "clown," immediately recognized Tannis's value after learning about his situation.

As Ninglu listened to William's report, his right hand trembled in the black mist, and a bottle of dark green potion appeared in his palm.

“Not bad.” Ninglu said approvingly to William, and with a thought, a potion the size of an eye bubble would slowly emerge from time to time and fly to his face.

“Thanks be to my Lord.” A scene suddenly flashed through William’s mind: him as the son of a working-class caste in Gadinal, exiled in the wilderness.

Even the best future he could foresee was not as good as one ten-thousandth of what was now.

William picked up the potion and saw bubbles rising to the surface, only to burst immediately.

"Praise be to my Lord." He tilted his head back and drank the potion, a slightly itchy sensation lingering in his mouth and esophagus, which eventually fermented into a numbing sensation that made him lose all feeling.

William's spirit was detached from his body, and he watched from an almost detached perspective as his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes dissolved one by one, until finally his entire face was gone.

Within three seconds, his face and head melted like wax, and his bones and skin also dissolved rapidly.

The flood of information simultaneously entered William's brain, leaving his thoughts somewhat sluggish.

A majestic voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Meditation, reconnect with your body."

William instinctively obeyed the voice of "majesty," putting himself into a state of no mirror image and trying his best to control each part of his body.

Ninglu scrutinized William's face and skin, which were covered with dense, pale-colored granulation tissue.

An ordinary person would feel numb and disgusted upon seeing this scene.

William used meditation to control the overflowing power of the potion, and the disgusting flesh buds gradually disappeared, merging into the lustrous flesh.

Nimrod said to William, who had regained his original appearance, "Try out your newly acquired 'shapeshifting' ability."

"Follow Your will."

The bones and ligaments inside the "Faceless Man" made cracking sounds, and the man suddenly grew taller.

As the Faceless Men tried one by one, William and Nimrod, who was staring at him, both grasped the scope of the Transformation ability.

The newly promoted "Faceless Man" can change his height by 15 centimeters, which is slightly stronger than I remember. Perhaps it is due to the different ingredients in the potion, or perhaps it is Astartes that took it.

It can simulate sounds and smells, but it cannot change its clothing.
Ninglu's eyes were deep. The extraordinary individuals of the "Fool" pathway had become more agile in terms of their bodies, but had not grown taller or heavier, and their physique was about the average level of the Astartes.

The "Faceless Man" can only impersonate an Astartes; he cannot become an ordinary person or a Primarch.

Not necessarily, but AlphaGo and Omega are possible.

Hmm... compared to Alpha, the Faceless Man's abilities are better suited for infiltration.
In Ning Lu's mind, brilliant ideas flashed by rapidly:
After becoming a "Barbarian," Luther can more easily escape the sight of the Caliban and participate in the "Arkside Cluster" campaign, thus advancing to the rank of "Chaos Mentor."

The plan to obtain Mortalian's spoils, including the head of his adoptive father Nekare, through underhanded means would be easier to achieve.

And, infiltrate the various legions.

Ning Lu thought to himself as he considered this.

The grand birthday celebration will be a good opportunity. At that time, I will have a certain number of "Faceless Men".

When the "Faceless Men" infiltrate various legions, even if they exhibit some abnormalities, they can always use the excuse of having experienced a major event.
The Horus Rebellion was never just about loyalty and betrayal; it was a test of faith.

The psychological impact can change the thoughts of countless people, and changes in behavior and habits are common.

Ning Lu gathered his thoughts, spoke in a deep voice, and reminded the "Faceless Man".

"You can impersonate anyone, but only yourself."

The black mist engulfed William, and the Black Emperor's warning echoed in his mind.

Three months later, Pertitus II, the largest city, Tefmore.

The crowd gathered below the high platform, looking up at the hereditary king, Kyle, the patriarch of the Maebri family, as he gradually shed his human skin amidst the stern shouts of the black-armored warriors.

He revealed a nebula-like shape, as if pieced together from a jumble of limbs.

Their rulers were silently replaced by aliens.

They looked at the video screen again, where the footage showed piles of bones in a blood-stained prison cell, and the rescued residents screaming in terror, "Cannibals!"

At this moment, they had no more doubts. The black-armored giant revealed to them the truth: the shapeshifting monsters had taken control of their world, and they had become food reserves for the evil aliens.

Without the arrival of the shadow of order, they will be gradually devoured, without even knowing who did it.

The people shouted in unison, praising their liberator.

"The Shadow of Order!"

"Your Majesty!"

At the same time, on the Shadow of Reign, in the Primarch's office.

“My lord,” Arsena Dunn reported respectfully, “a total of 249 Order Shadows perished in the battles to cleanse the Shapeshifters on Pertitus II and VI.”

"Of them, 185 people from the First Battle Group were killed, and the rest were think tank members and royal court monks."

"One hundred and seven members of Hasik Khan's brotherhood were killed."

Ning Lu nodded slightly. He had a more comprehensive understanding of the situation, including the sacrifice of thirty "thieves" and sixty-one "assassins".

"Command the technical sergeants to occupy Perettitus VI and II planets for industrial development."

In addition to the Tuchucha engine, he also gained access to the resource-rich planet Pertitus VI.

In Ninglu's memory, it grew into a casting world over several decades.

“Follow Your will,” the Primarch servant said before leaving the office.

"Hasik has arrived at the door, as you commanded."

"Let him in."

A bottle of blood-red potion immediately appeared in Ning Lu's right palm.

“Lord Ninglu.” Hasik walked to the desk and bowed.

Nimrod presented the "Hunter" potion to Hasik, who had successfully "corroded" him. The white scar, skilled in hunting and swift in action, was well-suited for the "Red Priest" pathway.

A moment later, Hasik, dressed in white armor, knelt down for the first time before anyone other than the Great Khan.

"My lord, thank you for your kindness."

"I will certainly carry out your will."

Ninglu nodded in satisfaction. He knew that the future Hasik would be given the title of Noyan above the Khan.

The Khan is the leader of the Brotherhood, and Noyan Khan is the leader of many Brotherhoods.

Among the "white scars," the number of Noyan Khans was small, and Hasik was the most powerful.

Chagatai granted him the power to make independent decisions on all matters.

Hasiknayan Khan had the most white scars of any Khan.

Chagatai, I'm so sorry, I overestimated your First Khan.

However, this is also a good thing for you, as Hasik will not launch a rebellion on the Prospero track.

Hasik, following me is far more promising than Horus; at least you won't be imprisoned after a failed coup.
(End of this chapter)