Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 798 Should the Great Machine be given to Perturabo or Doraemon?
The tracks of Dacinta, the hovering deck of the Reign Shadow.

"Chaos Mentor" Nimrod activated his spiritual vision, scanning the amber-encased, fearless mech-shaped intelligent machine and the shadow-shrouded, hound-shaped Overseer.

He gazed at the spiritual light and thought to himself.

[As expected, it's a potion ingredient.]

If it's not a material I know, then it must be a potion material of Sequence 4 or higher, and should be a potion material of Sequence 4 "Alchemist" from the "Perfect One" pathway.

The supervisor's spiritual radiance is significantly higher than that of the intelligent machinery; it should be the primary material.
Ninglu shut down his spiritual vision and sought the leader of the Daxinta intelligent machinery—the Great Machine Master.

[The Great Machine Master is the best material among the Overseers; I should obtain it myself.]
He gathered his thoughts and gave the order.

"Prepare for airdrop. Target: Ruins City Number One."

As pilot Nelson started the engine, preparing for the parachute landing, Nimrod walked over to Gabriel, who was inspecting the intelligent machinery and the supervisor.

"Master of Armaments, your duty is to use these as a foundation to research intelligent machines that we can control."

"You will receive a complete Overseer and two intelligent machines, as well as all the wreckage."

The eyes of the seasoned "mechanical expert," who had long studied the giant stone monument in the Yemenga star system and its related space-based undead constructs, gleamed.

"My Lord, follow Your will."

Ninglu nodded and turned to look at Wilshire, the commander of the Second Battle Group.

“You must cooperate closely, and the ‘contract’ must ensure that the intelligent machinery remains under control.”

Black stormbirds flew out of the Reign Shadow and disappeared into the smoke-filled clouds.

The Primogen's eyes flickered with light and shadow as its consciousness unfolded.

Ninglu's consciousness swept across the airspace, and one after another, steel hammer bunkers crashed down, blooming in the ruined city.

A barrage of airdropped pods followed closely behind, forming a defensive line around the Steel Hammer bunker and systematically eliminating the intelligent machinery.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, his gaze locking onto the massive mechanical object on the ground through the narrow window.

The mechanical body is similar in size to a Warlord-class Titan, and is surrounded by two Warhound-class guards.

They had huge discs on their heads, radiating scarlet light.

Its body is covered in colorful patterns, making it seem unlike a ruined city or intelligent machine, and even the overseer is not affected by time.

Large machine owner.

"Open the hatch!" Ning Lu ordered in a deep voice.

Amidst the pervasive cold fog, the red warning lights turned green.

Ninglu spread his golden wings, leaped down, and looked down at the battlefield.

The massive crimson disc emitted a blinding light, its edge tearing through the armor of the Iron Cavalry-type Terminator like a blade, as if severing it directly.

The "Chaos Mentor" suddenly folded its wings and its combat boots flew off.

The "Chaos Mentor" stepped down with his left foot, covering 3,600 meters, and then stepped down with his right foot, covering another 3,000 meters.

bang bang bang...

Amidst the explosions, discontinuous black-armored, golden-winged figures flashed through the air.

The red disc tilted, and the main machine looked up at the sky.

boom!
A loud bang rang out beside it, and Ninglu appeared out of thin air between the Great Machine Master and the two Overseers.

Three crimson beams struck the black armor, causing the temperature to rise rapidly and the air to crackle erratically.

The "Chaos Mentor" spread its spirituality, tearing apart the surrounding spacetime structure.

Entropy energy permeated and surrounded Ninglu, causing a strange acceleration. The atmospheric composition changed rapidly, becoming thicker in an instant.

The beam of light transcended the limits of nature, its hue subtly sliding toward the black end of the spectrum.

The beam of light shot towards them, hissing as it twisted and turned in the air, bending from a straight line into an arc.

Three crimson arcs of light grazed past the black armor, while two beams of light shot from the overseers into the sky, gradually curving into a straight line.

The beam of light blasted by the giant machine struck the overseer on the right, curving downwards.

boom!
Its mechanical body emitted white smoke, tilted, and crashed into the colorful, mottled tower.

rumble!

The supervisor collapsed to the ground with a thud, rolling among the bricks and stones.

The mechanical arms of the large machine master and supervisor rotated, creating ripples as they lifted.

The spacetime oscillations derived from "entropy energy" caused the supervisor's mechanical arm to become sluggish, as if it were stuck in a quagmire.

Cracks appeared on its metal body, and strands of quicksand poured down to the ground.

The colorful mechanical arms of the giant machine owner quickly became dull, and the paint that had remained unchanged for thousands of years aged rapidly.

Its head—a scarlet disc—was speckled with rust, and the mottled light flickered dimly.

Ninglu infused the golden gauntlets with spiritual energy, swung them violently, and shouted in Dunn language, "Imprisonment!"

The viscous liquid cascaded down like ribbons, coating the main body of the large machine in layers.

The crimson light flashed intermittently, but was immediately enveloped by layer upon layer of transparent walls.

"Father!" The Shadows of Order looked up at the Father of Genes who descended from the sky, utterly defeating the terrifying machine.

The light shone on them, and the black-armored warriors, their bodies brimming with power, launched a swift attack on the intelligent machines.

The crimson chain wrapped around Ninglu's right little finger shimmered with light. He swung his arm repeatedly, using "Imprisonment" to bind the two supervisors, before flapping his wings and arriving in front of the large machine encased in amber.

The "Chaos Mentor" gazed at the massive machine master encased in amber. [Its spiritual brilliance truly surpasses that of other overseers. Who will it use the potions it concocts?]

Peturabo, or Rosicky...

Well, Perturabo doesn't actually need the "Perfect One" pathway potion.
Ninglu knew that when Huang Laohan created Peturabo, he bestowed upon him all the secrets of technological knowledge, just as Huang Laohan had infused the knowledge of races such as Eldar and Orcs into his own genes.

Unlike other Primarchs skilled in casting—Fenus Manus, Vokhan, and Vograim—Petrulab was not something he learned through experience.

This was both unfortunate for Peturab and unfortunate for him, as he never found joy in learning.

[The one who suits Peturabo is not the "perfect one".]

I chose a path for him to make up for his shortcomings.

Flaws... Peturab is too lacking in empathy and too harsh on his offspring; a choice should be made for him...
While Ninglu was pondering, he selected a route for Peturabo.

His gaze fell on the Great Machine Master again, and his mind flashed through the minds of other Extraordinary beings who had passed through the "Perfect" pathway.

Rosicky is the master of the forge and commander of the legion's technical sergeants.

Anacalis is the pinnacle of combat power, Arkhan excels at excavating ruins, Malevolus is skilled in armor forging, and Ryan is an expert in Starfortress.

Oh, and I also plan to "corrupt" Doraemon during the grand birthday celebration; his creativity is the strongest, almost on par with Peturabo.
Ninglu gathered his thoughts and returned to his "alchemist" abilities.

The core ability of an "alchemist" is "alchemy," which allows them to create dolls and imbue these dolls and the objects they create with souls.

From this perspective, Rosicky, Gabriel, Doraemon, and Anacharis are all suitable.

Well, we'll choose from the four of them, depending on the situation.
(End of this chapter)