Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 833 Ryan, I'm here first. Muspel, will you still be absent from the war in Ulanor?
In the fourth layer of the "Disordered Kingdom," deep within the black mist, Ninglu sat high on his throne, listening to the report from Sanchez, the lord of the Seventh Warband.

Although Sanchez kept a small number of crew members on his warships to distract the enemy, the invading Heraf was quickly killed.

In Ninglu's memory, the mutiny of one-third of the crew of the "Dark Angel" flagship, the Unyielding Truth, caused damage to the first built Glory Queen-class battleship, even greater than the "Randan War".

"You have achieved a brilliant victory, defeating the Primarchs, who are capable of defeating the Primarchs."

Although Kovacs Corax defeated an aging Heraf Originator in Indra Sur, it was also a powerful Xenomorph.

“My Lord, all this is thanks to Your gift, which I used to inflict wounds on the Source.” Sanchez’s right arm was wrapped in a sealing strip.

The Seventh Warband's "Potion Master" concocted a special potion for him, and his fractured arm is healing rapidly.

"I believe it has caused harm to its distant origin."

“Your plan has proceeded smoothly. Once you enter the Origin Space, you will encounter the aged and wounded Origin Being of Hlav.” Nimrod affirmed Sanchez’s progress.

The "provocation" enraged him, and the black blade inflicted damage on the aged man that no amount of souls it consumed could compensate for.

[Sanchez is really good at "provoking" people. Besides his talent, the ingredients he uses for his potions are of the Guggen level, making him even better at "provoking" people than others.]
As he sighed, he looked toward the Fifth Warband, the demonic psionicist San Diego Bergkamp.

“San Diego, you must immediately begin investigating the traces left by Lady Hera in Indra Sur and find the entrance to the primordial space.”

"Lady Hera was in the northern part of the Milky Way, in six empty and worthless star systems thousands of light-years ahead of the 'Great Expedition,' where there was once a real home, and the entrance was there."

He remembered that Ryan had gone to the edge of the Ghoul Starfield to fight Lady Hera.

Nimrod pointed out the way for San Diego, but did not place all his hopes on the one who had not yet been promoted to Sequence 5 "Traveler".

His prophecy dice will cool down in 998 years, three months later, and then be used for divination.

Nimrod hopes that San Diego can hone his skills and increase his understanding of the subspace while searching for the origin space.

“Follow Your will.” “Recorder” San Diego accepted the order.

Nimrod finally looked at Wilshire, the lord of the Second Warband.

"Wilshere, your task is to command the intelligent machinery to help Sanchez complete his plan."

After giving the order, he had a sudden thought and sent the three lords back to Indra Sur.

Ninglu took a step out and returned to the real world.

He strode out and went to his office.

As expected, Ning Lu found Pechorella Viva, who had arrived early, at the office door.

His personal documentary author, Pedronella, walked into the spacious Primitive office under the envious gaze of her personal bodyguard, Magard.

She lifted her skirt and gracefully sat down on the guest sofa.

"My lord, before I came here, I checked the records related to Musepel and found some very interesting information."

Pedronella looked at the most perfect Primarch with a smile and said with a grin.

"Oh, what kind of information is it?" Ning Lu asked with a smile.

"In the year 30,997,123 millennia, two chartered ships lost their way in the warp on their way to M'Spel."

"In 125 years, a Mechanicus Ark passing through this sub-planet was forced to make an emergency jump. The Mechanicus has not received any further messages from it and it is presumed to be a total loss."

"In 129 years ago, five thousand armed personnel of the First Irregular Brigade of the Mspel Army were all lost during a training exercise while being transferred to the Mspel Twelve Star Relay Station. There was no reason for it, and no trace of the missing transport ship or its escort vessels."

"In 131 milliseconds, a fire broke out at an orbital substation, cutting off ninety percent of the planetary communications and divination arrays."

Her memory pen spun, peering inquiringly at Lord Ninglu. "Clearly, many accidents have occurred at the resident mechanical cult."

"In addition, a transport ship that was supposed to deliver a new detachment and a reinforced mechanized training corps has been delayed for several months."

"Currently, the various factions within the Empire have not paid much attention to these subtle anomalies, but you seem to be convinced that powerful aliens have invaded this world."

Nimrod smiled calmly; he was certain, of course, that the Heraf Source had invaded Mspel.

Ryan El-Jonson was absent from the largest war between the human empire and the greenskins before the "War of the Beasts"—the "Battle of Ulanor"—in order to resolve this threat.

[Lane, I've arrived in Muspel first. Will you still be absent from the war in Ulanno?]
A thought flashed through Ninglu's mind as his gaze swept over the delicate ear holes on Petronila's crystal-clear ears and the two pendants that hung down naturally.

"Good, you're ready for the dangerous journey ahead."

Having received no answer, Petronila pouted slightly, expressing her dissatisfaction in the manner of a young woman.

She had grown accustomed to not always getting answers, yet she remained the most envied among the hundreds of chroniclers and fifty-odd speakers who followed the 33rd Expeditionary Fleet.

Her success made her the object of envy for countless people. Writers privately discussed in bars that she had gained Lord Nimrod's favor because of her status as a high-ranking court representative of the Capinus family.

Her success also inspired the writers and speakers; with such a successful example, everyone wanted to become the next one.

Pedronia raised her smooth hand and pinched the earring, suppressing the surging instinctive discomfort, and said with delight.

"Even though I'm not in Terra, I've found an excellent jewelry designer who comes from the same family as your Star Lord."

“Borgkamp, ​​the best jewelry designers under your leadership all come from this family.”

"Even in Terra, few can match his skill. What a perfect cut! He completed the cutting of all sixty-four facets in one go, ensuring it remained a single piece..."

Pedronila effusively praised the craftsmanship of the master jeweler, clearly having carefully observed the processing.

“Petronila, I have to interrupt you…” Ninglu heard two slightly hurried, heavy footsteps and knew that the plan had changed.

Pedronila paused for a moment, then followed the direction of Lord Ninglu's obsidian eyes, stood up, bowed, and left reluctantly.

Hasiknayan Khan and Togon Khan stepped into the office.

Nimrod entrusted the planning of this military operation to Hasik so that he could complete the ritual of advancing to Sequence 5 "Reaper".

He had intended to send the "conspirator" Hasik to Indra Sur to find the mastermind behind the hunt for the Khlav Source, but the arrival of Togon changed his mind.

Nimrod, to "corrode" Togon, who was Horus's devoted fan in his memories and is now his admirer, takes the two with him.

"My lord," Hasik said, waiting for the office door to close before reporting.

"An unexpected change has occurred; the orbital defense system of MESSEP has been activated."

Ninglu pondered for a moment, "The Originator has learned of the fate of Indra Sur's clan and knows that we have already locked onto him."

“He is younger, but he also experienced the ‘War of Heaven’ and witnessed the rise and fall of countless galactic kingdoms. His wisdom should not be underestimated.”

"Not only that, his body is also in its peak condition, making him the most powerful among the Origin Beings."

He stared at the "scheming manipulator." "So, do you have a new hunting plan?"

“My lord, I already have a plan,” Hasik said confidently, gazing at the Black Emperor with admiration.

"Your presence enables me to cope with any change."

(End of this chapter)