Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 651 Is He an Evil God?

Marlena Scarla raised her hand and placed it on the red oak tree.

The experienced "Harvest Priest's" hand exuded spirituality, giving rise to the thought of inquiry.

She saw a branch hanging down to her right front, and as she looked in that direction, she saw a black-armored, golden-winged figure flying swiftly through the air.

The "biologist," accompanied by a group of pale constructs and various strange hybrid creatures, followed the direction Wenming had indicated and found, deep in the white oak forest, the settlement of a bountiful giant.

Malena gazed at the settlement and waved her hand, ordering the constructs to launch an attack.

After several experiments, the "biologists" made some changes to Sloth's construct.

The biggest change is that the venomous snakes of Katachon have replaced the tendrils that coil around the body, and the pale, stalk-like body is now wrapped in Katachon's vines.

Spikes at the ends of their flexible, three-jointed metal legs skimmed the ground, bursting up suddenly before the harvest giants could react.

The "biologist" gazed at her creation, its green, red, and yellow serpentine body rising up.

Compared to the original tendrils of the construct, the snake swarm is more aggressive and proactive.

A green snake hissed and swayed, bypassing the giant's scythe-like arm, and tightly coiled around his cracked arm.

Amidst a series of crackling sounds, the downward swing of the arm slowed down more and more.

A dozen or so venomous snakes followed closely behind, coiling themselves around the giant's arm and biting with their fangs.

With a sharp cracking sound, dark cracks appeared on the dry, cracked arm.

Marlena's brown eyes flickered, and biochemical energy spread, silently seeping into the Harvest Giant's body, flowing through it along with the spreading toxins.

Their bodies, like constructs, exist somewhere between organic and inorganic.

The body is made up of a substance that is similar to a combination of fibrous tissue and capillaries.

[…]
The "biologist" stepped forward and entered the structure. She raised her hand and waved it, and the Katachan vines grew and spread spiritually.

Greenery covered the cracked bodies of the harvest giants, pulling them with all its might.

The giants of harvest plant their roots and feet deep into the brown soil, resisting the tearing of the vines.

Several venomous snakes suddenly sprang up, biting into the sunken eyes of the harvest giant and burrowing into his cracked mouth.

With heavy, muffled thuds, one after another, the giants of harvest fell.

Malena's eyes suddenly lit up as she saw a body "swimming" in the soil, surrounded by swirling white oak leaves.

The white spine of the tree's companion suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.

White oak leaves fluttered down and landed on the giants of the harvest.

Amidst a series of explosions, the vines enveloping the giant's body were torn apart, and the snake's fangs shattered.

The giant harvesters grew a size larger, then suddenly sprang up, their scythes slashing down on the construct.

Upon seeing this, Malena raised her hand, and the runes on the Hunter's Set and the two mind-machine servants beside her shone brightly.

As the two vines burst open, a bolt of emerald green lightning struck down from nowhere.

Since becoming a "biologist," she has been conducting experiments to explore the energy within vines and unleash the power of "bio-lightning."

As its power increased, its color also turned emerald green.

Amidst a deafening roar of thunder, a bolt of lightning, approximately three meters in diameter, struck the tree's companions on the head.

The lightning struck with a deafening roar, leaving the cracked body charred black.

The white light dimmed, then brightened again, and the charred black color of the cracked body quickly faded away.

A hint of surprise flashed in the biologist's eyes, and her snakeskin swayed.

The accumulated hundreds of toxins were released and spread with the wind.

Some of the harvest giants convulsed, their vomited green leaves filled with white foam.

Some of the harvest giants, terrified, bent their sickles and slashed, leaving streaks of blood.

Some of the harvest giants, with their mouths wide open, crack and shatter with a creaking sound.

Some of the harvest giants had their eyes bulging out of their sockets, and their heads were spinning as they knelt down.

The two giants of harvest suddenly stopped, looked at each other, and then embraced, kissing each other passionately.

The tree's companion felt his head grow heavy, and green down sprouted from his white spine.

He felt an unbearable itch on his back, as if countless insects were crawling inside.

He fell backward abruptly, his spine burying itself in the oak leaves.

The light from the spine flickered in the brightness, and as patches of white oak leaves turned green, fuzz continued to fall off.

Blue bubbles appeared on the tree's companions, and the oak leaves were subsequently stained blue.

The blue-green color spread rapidly, instantly engulfing the white.

The bloated tree retinue emerged from the repulsion of the soil, having lost the powers bestowed upon it by the oak god.

As Malena dealt with the Harvest Giants, Nimrod stood in the air, gazing into the depths of the brown mountains.

The leaves of the towering tree are a mix of white and red, pulsating like a heart.

The amber-colored fruits adorning it exude a honey-dew-like fragrance.

The progenitor gazed upon the dense life force and initially thought this oak tree was the legendary Tree of Life.

[It shouldn't be. After the grand birthday celebration, Riemann Russ entered the Warp to find the Tree of Life and heal Old Man Huang's soul.]

If Ruth isn't looking in the wrong direction, it should be in subspace.
Ninglu flapped its wings and swooped down.

Although this oak tree is not a tree of life, it radiates a brilliant spiritual light.

The enormous, dome-like canopy swayed, the air rippled, and the whites became whiter and the reds redder.

With a flash of light, six red and six white branches rose up like giant pythons.

Twelve harvest giants, their bodies fused with branches, wearing flower wreaths on their heads.

They raised their hands high, and white and red leaves swirled and floated up.

The blades spun like flywheels, hurtling towards Ninglu.

The "Chaos Mentor" burst forth with spiritual energy, and colorful light shone around him.

The white and red impellers struck the "multi-dimensional prism," instantly scattering in a swirling motion, the blades flying like arrows.

A dozen or so leaves rolled together and crashed onto a red oak tree, splitting the trunk like a giant axe, and thick white sap burst and splashed out.

Hundreds of leaves twisted and intertwined, piercing the brown rock like spears.

The Primarch glanced in surprise at the Harvest Giant, who had merged with the branches, and raised his arms as his eyes flashed.

The Hand of Order slammed together with the right hand, producing a loud bang.

Sound waves refract through countless "multi-faceted prisms" of different angles and sizes, shimmering with light.

The slapping sounds grew louder and louder, like thunder.

As the "Chaos Mentor" released his spirituality, the "shockwave" struck.

The "Multi-Prism" of the "Chaos Mentor" has undergone a qualitative change compared to that of the "Corrupted Baron," and can not only defend but also launch attacks.

bang bang bang...

With a loud bang, the leaves that were flying everywhere were shattered into dust.

The twelve branches developed cracks, and the giant of harvest fell.

As the oak tree trembled, the Primarch's psychic hand magnified within countless converging prisms until it felt uncontrollable, then it was released like a storm, sweeping down.

The telekinetic energy enveloped the enormous tree, pulling it apart with the power of thought.

Amidst the rumbling tremors, the Primarch felt a heavy weight pressing down on him, resisting his own telekinetic power.

With a loud bang, a giant python-like root burst forth from the ground.

Twelve branches soared into the air, and a blinding light shone in the eyes of the harvest giants.

As the white and red leaves leaped into the air, the Gene Primarch clapped its hands once more.

The shockwave echoed through the dazzling "multi-prism" and swept down.

Rumble…

With a thunderous roar, the branches burst open, and the twelve harvest giants spun and fell.

The towering tree's light dimmed, a second branch was torn from the ground, then a third...

Amidst a deafening earthquake-like roar, dense branches sprang up from the ground.

A gray sandstorm swept across the sky, and the leaves of the red and white oak trees crackled and popped.

The twelve harvest giant priests watched in horror as their tree god was lifted into the air and flew towards the black-armored, golden-winged figure in the sky.

Amidst the creaking sounds, they exchanged surprised and anxious words.

"Who is he?"

"Is he an evil god? Is he trying to abduct the tree god?"

The towering tree trembled incessantly, its ascent slowing down more and more.

Countless branches grew and spread, attacking directly.

Ninglu flipped his hand, scattering a series of green teardrop-shaped talismans.

As his inspiration surged, he shouted in Dunn's tongue, "Silence!"

As the green light flashed, the creaking, the trembling of branches, and the sound of an earthquake all disappeared, and the entire mountain range fell into silence.

As Ninglu lunged downwards, the twelve harvest giants did not lose their spiritual radiance despite being separated from the colossal tree.

[Are they also potion ingredients?]
Amidst the billowing black mist, the colossal tree, as large as a dome, the twelve harvest giants, and all the branches and leaves that filled the sky vanished into thin air.

Ninglu stared down at the collapsed ground, the brown rocks and soil rolling down like rain after the "Silence Spell" failed, pelting the exposed white building.

With a flap of his wings, he reached the ground as fast as lightning.

The primordial's eyes flashed, and its telekinetic power surged forth, refracting and amplifying within the "multi-dimensional prism."

A landslide-like mudslide crashed down on the "Psychic Dome".

Ning Lu examined himself, having exhausted most of his spiritual energy, and thought to himself.

The qualitative change of the "multi-prism" reduces the amount of mental energy consumed by a hundredfold.

However, it also consumes more spiritual energy.
(End of this chapter)