Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 782 The Most Precious Loot – The Prophet's Puppet

Ninglu flapped its golden wings, overlooking the battlefield.

The "diviners" of the 12th Regiment raised their arms and grasped the shorter of the two even-numbered black gold divination sticks, turning them around.

The "diviners" follow the guidance of spiritual divination, navigating the fog of psychic energy and pointing the way.

The Vesa's Order of Shadows and the Vesa themselves are the spearheads in the hunt for Mag Silas, a powerful psionicist.

The "magicians" led the "clowns" to quickly arrive at the scene.

The think tanks had a clear objective: to use the "Eye of the Secrets" to target the Eldar's shrines, launch attacks, and seize the spoils.

Collect the psionic crystals that record information, and remove the psionic staff and combat weapons.

Fragments of spirit bones, runestones, and psychic materials, even those intact from the crystal clusters, were all collected.

Ninglu's eyes suddenly flashed, his obsidian eyes focusing on the spirit bone tree on the crystal dome.

Six dimensional spiders, having bravely escaped the clutches of Slaanesh and materialized, appeared behind the five think tank members.

The five members of the think tank who were discussing how to move the Spirit Bone Tree completely suddenly realized something.

Their "peeping eyes" all turned to look behind them.

Clusters of monomolecular filaments shot out, and a think tank member quickly raised his force field staff.

The crystals emitted light, and a force field barrier enveloped the five people.

Pfft pfft...

Amid a series of crackling sounds, the force field shield shook violently.

Without a sound, the war shaman from the dimensional spider shrine suddenly appeared, raising his spindle rifle and aiming it at a think tank member.

The spindle rifle is more terrifying and more precious than the web-weaving gun used by the dimensional spider, and only bishops, war priests, and war wizards are qualified to equip it.

Tightly intertwined monomolecular filaments tore open a gap, directly attacking a think tank.

boom!
Clumps of spider silk pattered onto the golden wings.

Ninglu blocked the war shaman's fatal attack with his closed wings. He spread his wings and the shockwave he generated sent the war shaman flying.

Blue and white light surged up, and the Vaal Sword tore through the war wizard's armor.

"Father!" the Shadows of Order cried out excitedly, and then saw the Father of Genes take flight and fly away into the distance.

The Primarch's eyes flashed as he gazed at William Wood, the lord of the Twelfth War Regiment, who was striding towards him.

Between the fingers of the "Master of Puppets" were paper figures.

With each step he took, he followed his own command, using his spiritual power to ignite a paper figure to interfere with the divination and prevent the Spirit Clan prophet from discovering him.

After the four paper figures in his hand burned out, he quickly pulled out new ones from the custom-made crystal box at his waist.

The Primarch's consciousness spread outwards, confirming that the Crystal Dome and the Silent Sister were far behind, and that there were no Holy Blood Angels or Silent Sisters around. It then spread its wings.

boom!
Nimrod's boots slammed into the spirit bones, blocking the Eldar prophet's path.

The prophet gripped his gleaming spear tightly, his gaze fixed coldly on the gleaming blade in Nimrod's right hand.

The Sword of Val

For the past century, her soul has wandered through the network of Marg Silas's remains, becoming one with the entire Ark.

She sensed the threads of Cyriolet's fate the last time she was slightly separated from him.

She issued the order to destroy the monkey colony system.

After briefly guiding the entire ark, her soul once again immersed itself in the network of spirit bones.

Until black and blood engulfed their homes.

She was the first Eldar to notice that the black-armored monkey Nimrod had stolen the blades forged by the forging god Vaal, before the blades were stained with the blood of her own kind.

She sent out the war witch's ghost to retrieve the artifact, but the monkey Ninglu was too powerful.

The monkey Nimrod actually destroyed the war wizard Titan.

The monkey Nimrod treads upon death and destruction, invading the crystal dome.

The threads of fate she saw foreshadowed the ark's bleak future.

She decided to abandon her peaceful slumber and continue to shoulder the responsibility of leading her fellow Ark people.

She plucked the strings of Nimrod's destiny; she knew it wouldn't kill the powerful enemy, but it would slow the monkey's advance.

She didn't expect Ning Lu to overcome the interference so quickly and catch up.

The Eldar prophet gripped his spear tightly with both hands, and the spirit bones beneath his feet emitted a blinding light.

As she chanted softly, she suddenly raised her spear high and hurled it with all her might at the black-armored monkey, then nimbly changed direction.

Her legs had broken free from the rigid state of crystallization and could now run with the superhuman speed of the Eldar.

The Eldar prophet suddenly felt that the surrounding scenery had become somewhat strange, as if several layers of thick glass had appeared out of thin air. She keenly noticed that her thoughts were noticeably sluggish, as if her soul had sunk back into the Eldar network, and her mind was somewhat dazed.

The Eldar prophet suddenly entered a meditative state. Although she had not sought this state in the last hundred years, she had mastered this skill over her long life to avoid getting lost on the path of foresight.

Runes of destiny rose in her eyes, revealing to him the presence of the black-armored monkey that had just manipulated and influenced her.

boom!
The Spear of Song and the Vaal Sword collided with a deafening explosion.

Whoosh!
A silver spear, inlaid with sparkling gems and adorned with mysterious metal engravings, whirls in.

The Eldar prophet raised his hand and caught the spear.

Ning Lu slashed out with his sword, knocking away the flashing spear.

With a flap of his wings, he soared into the air, gazing at the spear that had seemingly returned to the Eldar prophet's hand.

The spear of song.

Nimrod knew that the Spear of Chanting was a psionic weapon used by Eldar prophets and war shamans, named for the low hum it emitted when used.

Both the Witch Sword and the enhanced Spear of Chanting are force field weapons of the Eldar, with a spiral psionic crystal matrix inlaid with runes that can guide and condense the wielder's energy.

Once thrown, they will automatically return to their holder.

[The Witch Sword and the Spear of Song are somewhat similar to the Spear of Dionysus forged by Old Man Huang!]
The difference is that the Prophet and the War Wizard can only control them at a limited distance, and within their control range, they can be used as both ranged and melee weapons.

The Spear of Dionysus cannot be wielded with complete freedom, but there's no need to worry about losing it.
With a thought flashing through his mind, Ninglu flapped his wings and crashed down in front of the Eldar prophet, slashing out with his sword to block the spear thrown at William.

William completely abandoned his defenses, believing that the Black Emperor could withstand all incoming attacks.

The "Master of Puppetry" is completely immersed in controlling the "Threads of the Spirit".

Amidst bursts of explosions, he kept tugging at the "spiritual threads".

The Primarch deflected the Spear of Chant for the third time, a flash of light appearing in his eyes.

Boom boom boom!
The collision in the realm of the mind unleashed a tremendous storm in the realm of the supernatural, causing tidal oscillations in the subspace.

A mental storm swept across the rift torn open by the collision between the Warlord-level Psionic Titan and the Wizard Titan.

The colorful vortexes twisted and turned, tangled and churning.

In the highest heavens, Slaanesh, feasting with relish, let out a dissatisfied cry as he watched the thick curtain slowly fall.

The Eldar prophet staggered as she caught the Spear of Song, blood trickling from her eyes as she stared in astonishment at the monkey, Nimrod.

This was the first time she had failed in a "struggle of the mind" since she embarked on the path of foresight.

Just as the Eldar prophet was about to chant softly, he suddenly felt the sound in his throat weaken, and his movement of raising his spear became sluggish.

As Nimrod ruthlessly shattered the Eldar Prophet's mental state, "Master of the Puppet" William gained initial control over him.

He kept tightening the "spiritual threads" to prevent the Eldar prophet from breaking free.

The Eldar prophet sensed the shadow of the great enemy, the Lady of Thirst, receding; she held a spear in her left hand and raised her right arm.

"Chaos Mentor" Ninglu raised his arm and pushed his palm forward, shouting loudly in Dunn's language.

"Psychic powers are prohibited here!"

The sudden appearance of the eerie light vanished in an instant.

The Eldar prophet waved her arms frantically, but to her horror she discovered that she could neither pluck the strings of fate nor control the "storm of terror."

Helpless, she gave up and thrust the Spear of Song at the monkey Ninglu with both hands.

The Spear of Songs left blurry afterimages in the eyes of the Eldar prophet.

[No...no!] Her body trembled slightly, her thoughts sluggish.

The Eldar prophet abruptly stopped swinging her spear, withdrew it, and bowed gracefully.

Nimrod watched as the Eldar prophet walked to William, the "Master of the Puppets," and nodded in satisfaction.

William's first puppet was actually an Eldar prophet, and Marg Silas's most powerful prophet at that.

He is the biggest beneficiary of this war!

Although the Eldar prophets have limited control range and cannot easily appear in the sight of the various factions within the Empire, when they do appear, they are extremely powerful prophetic puppets.
The Empire will never trust the dangerous aliens, much less believe that the powerful Eldar prophet has become William's puppet.

This is also why Nimrod avoided the Sisters of Silence.

The Eldar Prophet is extremely powerful; even the Primarch only slightly outmaneuvered him in the mental clash they just had.

Before being promoted to "Chaos Mentor," undergoing psychic transformation and spiritual elevation, he wasn't even confident of victory.

Even the powerful evil spirit that Adams obtained from Sonem 8 was no match for the Eldar prophet.

At Sequence 5, unless "Shepherd" Ramsay can "herd" multiple powerful extraordinary beings, or Per Koscielny can gather the Soul Eater Peak army after advancing to "Chaos Mentor", no one's combat power can reliably suppress William.

“My Lord, thank you for your gift,” William said gratefully, knowing that he could not possibly turn the Eldar prophet into a puppet on his own.

(End of this chapter)