Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 832 I witnessed the birth of the Spirit Race, but few can compare to you in their control over fire.
A burst of colorful psionic flames rushed towards him, and "scheming manipulator" Sanchez raised his hands.

The crimson flames rose instantly, then were rapidly compressed into an intense white by spiritual energy.

"The Schemer" Sanchez spun his arm, and blazing white flames flew out.

The blazing white vortex spiraled and swirled, hurtling straight toward the psionic flames.

boom!
Colorful flames flew into the "conspirator's" vortex of blazing white flames, and the vortex seemed to come alive.

The surging flames dispersed into thousands of incandescent white flames, each with its own unique shape, some resembling crows, others like fiery serpents...

Thousands of flames moved simultaneously, heading towards the psionic flames from different directions.

The blazing white spear flew head-on into the psionic flames, shattering and disintegrating with a loud bang, but causing the psionic flames to dim slightly.

The blazing white arrow spun and shot into the psionic flames from the side, melting away the flames and dimming the colorful light.

The psionic flames continued to advance, but were constantly weakened by the blazing white flames from all directions, and their light grew dimmer and dimmer.

The "conspirators," including Company Commander Thibault, Company Commander Stevens, and Company Commander Porti, looked up in awe of Sanchez's mastery of the flames.

They were all viscounts of the king in the inner court, and all had received the title four times in succession.

However, their ability to control and develop the power bestowed upon them by their father is quite different; time and effort are not the only factors that determine their ability to wield fire.

Lord Sanchez's talent and ability in controlling fire far surpasses theirs; no one can manipulate fire as magically as he can.

He single-handedly blocked the psychic flames of the Originator of Hraf.

As Thibault and the other "conspirators" were dazzled, they simultaneously raised their hands, unleashing blazing white flames to aid their lord.

Polti tried his best to spread his spirituality into as many flames as possible.

Eight hundred and forty streams of flame soared into the air, roaring as they met the blazing inferno that was rolling in.

The streams of flame he unleashed roared and shot forth. Although not as dazzling as Sanchez's, they clearly demonstrated a greater ability to control fire than the other "scheming" company commanders.

Boom boom boom...

The colliding flames created streaks of light that shot into the sky like exploding fireworks.

“I witnessed the birth of the Eldar, but few can compare to you in their control of fire.”

Planet Governor Yerson strode out, his human form covered in black markings, and the shimmering psionic flames between his hands were dazzling.

Although he praised her, he used it as honey with hidden poison, trying to tear down the mental defenses of the shadow of order in order to create a mental shock.

"I have witnessed the rise and fall of countless interstellar empires, and the birth and fall of gods."

The Origin of Heraf spoke with an air of superiority, his words, spoken with the wisdom of tens of millions of years of antiquity, further shattering the defenses of the Shadows of Order.

"Your empire, your father, are nothing but dust in the torrent of time."

The company commanders maintained the third level of Terema's mental state, remaining unmoved by the alien's psychological impact.

"His name is Ning Lu, right?"

The "conspirators" already knew from the documents issued by the Black Emperor that the Heraf Originators were born before the Eldar and witnessed the "War of Heaven" and the fall of the Star Gods.

They were not surprised by his long lifespan, but they were all outraged by his insult to his father.

But their spirituality, though desperately trying to control the blazing white flames, was powerless to do anything else, and even lacked the strength to utter a angry rebuke.

"Heretics!" Porti and Thibault shouted angrily, their fury fueled by the blasphemy against the Black Emperor.

The "veteran" provocateur Sanchez recalled the Black Emperor's mention that the Heraf Originator of Indra Sur was the oldest living being.

He has begun to age and is the weakest of the original beings.

"You're nothing but a wretched old man clinging to life!"

The "provocation" struck the distant mind of the Originator of Hlav, causing anger to rise in his eyes as he unleashed his power without reservation.

"die!"

Sanchez's obsidian eyes suddenly shifted, and he surveyed the battlefield from a higher angle.

He saw the psionic tendrils wrapped around Yersen, stretching beyond the real world into a distant, unknown realm of space.

He saw where the tentacles had been buried.

Sanchez abruptly withdrew his right hand and drew the Kraken sword from his waist.

With a roar, the Siren's Bite, which cleaved through the iceberg with a single sword strike from Ruth, and the heavy chainsaw sword, also derived from Fenris's largest Kraken fang, leaped forth.

The Fenris runes etched by the steel priests of Fenris leaped, and the surging power of the storm surged straight into the psionic flames.

Fenris's brutal storm tore through the psionic flames, opening a path to Yersin.

Sanchez inherited the "subspace vision" of the father of genes and stared at Yerson's weaknesses.

Thunder Wolf King suddenly leaped up and charged straight at Yersin.

The wolves of Katachan roared in unison as the Thunder Wolf King pounced on the enemy.

Yersen tilted his head back and let out a sharp psionic howl.

Two figures suddenly leaped out of the shadows, raising their arms covered in black markings. A telekinetic shockwave descended from the sky, slamming one of the "scheming men" to the ground.

The telekinetic impact tore through the individual's energy shield, pulverizing the Hades-type Terminator, the "Conspirator," and the Cataclysm Wolf into a cloud of black sand.

He roared and raised his hand towards Stevenson.

boom!
Stevenson, who was struggling to control 720 flames, swayed as a dark memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.

At the time, he was a member of the Honor Guard and faced death threats from Amrodi Skasen Skasenson, the leader of the Fifth Company of the Space Wolves.

“No!” Stevenson’s obsidian eyes flashed, and time seemed to freeze.

In the "subspace vision," Hlav's parasite movements become slow.

"No enemy can decide my life or death anymore!" the "conspirator" said coldly.

He is no longer the weak person he once was; the Father of Genetics has given him strength.

As the "Provocateur," he even relied on traps to defeat Lucius. He is now the captain of the 13th Company of the "Sons of the Emperor" and a renowned swordsman in the Astartes.

Stevens suddenly pulled the Katachon fangs from his waist and threw them.

Whoosh!
The sword blade, coated with the juices of dozens of Catachan poisons, flew and struck the Hlav parasite.

腾！
The colorful patterns spread rapidly across the parasite's body, the black lines tightened, and the skin cracked.

boom!
In the "subspace vision," the tendrils shattered, and the parasite collapsed simultaneously.

Stevens felt a powerful force within himself, and illusions flickered in his obsidian eyes, as if Scarson's ferocious face was falling.

His vision slowly returned to normal, and he saw Polti easily swing his sword and behead the Hlav parasite.

I need to continue working hard to improve my control over the flames.

Even if I can't be like the lord, I must catch up with Porti.
As Stevens made his decision, he looked ahead and saw that the shadow of the Thunder Wolf had already covered Yersin's body.

"Damn it!" Heraf's eyes turned cold; Nimrod's offspring were more troublesome than he had imagined.

He suddenly raised his arm, revealing black lines that bulged out and covered his entire arm.

boom!
The thought-force impact, like a giant hand slamming down, landed heavily on Sanchez's back.

The cloak woven from the black mane of the Great Death Wolf fluttered, creating ripples.

"Huh?" Just as Yersen was surprised, Kraken's sharp fangs snapped at his body.

Amidst the spray of blood, Yersen's left arm exploded.

Black lines suddenly covered his entire face and neck.

"roll!"

Yersin shouted loudly and punched Sanchez in the right arm.

His arms were as thick as a normal person's, but the power they contained far exceeded that of any Astartes or Imperial Guard.

boom!
The personal energy shield shattered, and the Hades-type Terminator was destroyed.

Sanchez's right arm was twisted by a punch, and the Kraken Sword flew out of his hand.

Sanchez's obsidian eyes remained unmoved. He suddenly raised his left hand, and the black dagger bestowed by the Black Emperor plunged into Yersin's chest.

"What?" Yersin screamed, looking down to see a black knife, engraved with patterns, stuck in his body.

As the surrounding air trembled, countless sharp whistles rang in my ears.

Tens of millions of howls echoed and reverberated, impacting him wave after wave.

His flesh turned a thick grayish-green, and his body rapidly withered and dissolved.

The original being of Hlav rapidly withdrew, as if fleeing.

Beyond the material world, in a special dimension of subspace, within Lady Hera's primordial space.

The ancient primordial being let out an angry howl, its tentacles stained with a lingering gray-green hue.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
Four tendrils fell off.

"My lord!" thousands of Khrav cried out in grief, witnessing their master wounded for the first time.

At the same moment, Sanchez silently used his left arm to gather two clumps of ashes and a clump of black sand.

They expand and contract like a heart, with tiny, invisible pores on their surface spewing out crimson flames.

They are powers bestowed by the Black Emperor, relics that remain even after the death of the recipient.

"Find all the alien parasites." Sanchez is about to hold a sacrificial ceremony.

He would sacrifice the Black Emperor's gifts, along with Lady Hera's parasite, to the Black Emperor.

The group immediately sprang into action, gathering the corpses with black markings on their bodies.

(End of this chapter)