Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Especially the Keeper of Secrets.

Even with the collar suppressing it, Ash Velos's true name oath still contained gaps in his language.

For example, "proactive behavior".

For example, "core interests".

For example, the concept of "obedience for ten thousand years" does not fully cover ideology and indoctrination.

If it were just a contract, Lawson should have twisted her head off right now.

But he doesn't rely on contracts.

He was wearing a collar.

This collar will detect her true malice, disobedience, attempts at warp communication, and attempts to retaliate. If she crosses the line, the collar will explode her head and send her soul into the system and the golden fire for purification.

Therefore, vows are merely decorations.

The prohibition is the real issue.

Lawson raised his hand.

The collar tightened for a moment.

Ash Velos turned pale and immediately felt the oppressive feeling of his soul being held captive.

Lawson said, "Remember this from now on: I'll treat your vows as nothing."

He pointed to the collar.

I believe in this.

Ash Velos stared at him coldly.

"Rude, you are disgusting."

"These are the emotions that pets can retain."

Ash Velos smiled, regaining some of the composure of a keeper of secrets.

She raised her hand to smooth her long purple hair, making the choker more visible around her neck. Since she couldn't escape the humiliation, she tried to turn it into her own stage.

“Then, my master.”

She deliberately pronounced the last two words very softly, with a hint of provocation and mockery.

"Do you know that keeping a great demon is a serious crime of the Empire?"

"If the court sees me standing next to you, they'll probably smash half of the branch's seal in your face."

Aren't you afraid they'll cause you trouble?

After hearing this, Lawson laughed.

On the observation platform, Er Gou also grinned.

……

When Calgar led the Imperial interception fleet back to low orbit around the warning star, the entire outer layer of the planet had already transformed into a ring-shaped fortress.

The air defense wells on the surface of the warning star have been recalibrated.

The railgun is integrated into the core sequence fire control system.

The Imperial Navy cruisers were arranged in layers, with heavy cruisers and combat barges pressing down on key orbital nodes, while frigates and destroyers swam along the lower orbital edge, like a ring of bladed iron.

On the ground, fortress-level void shields rose up zone by zone.

The beams atop each of the major hives locked onto the orbital defense platforms.

If the Black Legion dares to push their fleet to low orbit, what awaits them will not only be the Imperial fleet's macro cannons and light spears.

There were also massive ground-based cannons, rail arrays, boarding torpedo silos, and Agrippina's set of winches specifically designed for close-range ship capture.

Looking at the low-orbit defense map, Lawson understood perfectly well.

Abaddon would not easily resort to devastating orbital bombardment.

The black stone on the Vigilant Star is the Warlord's true target.

He wants to seize, pollute, and transform the polarity of the black stone to control the opening and closing of the Nakmonde Pass.

If he were to blast the Vigilant Star into ruins, the underground Black Stone structure would also be disrupted. The ancient Black Stone spikes deep within the earth's strata would likely suffer uncontrollable damage.

Therefore, the Black Legion must land.

We must break into the key area.

The Word Bearers, Dark Apostles, Engineers, Chaos Space Marines, and Demon Engines must reach the Blackrock Reserve or Ley Line Node.

This gave Lawson room to maneuver.

A new round of military conferences was held in the wartime command center of Saint Harbor.

Calga had just returned from the low-orbit fleet, and the repair marks on her breastplate hadn't completely cooled down yet.

The battle on the Victory Laurel made everyone realize that the Black Legion was no longer just a shadow on the distant star map.

Abaddon reached out his hand.

Moreover, the first strike nearly pierced the command center of the Imperial Allied Forces.

When Calgary entered the hall, the first thing he saw was not the star map.

It was the woman in the dark cloak beside Lawson.

The woman's head was lowered, her long purple hair hanging down from the edge of her hood. Her posture seemed quiet, but Calga's steps stopped abruptly.

He pressed his right hand toward the power sword.

"Your Excellency, the Master of the Seal."

"who is she?"

Haldor Frosty twitched his nostrils, his wolf-like eyes landing on the cloaked woman.

"This tastes unclean."

The battle commanders in the hall immediately went on high alert.

Lawson looked at Calgar and smiled:

"You really don't recognize me?"

Calga's expression changed.

Lawson continued, "You met on the Victory Laurel."

The woman in the cloak slowly raised her head.

Ash Velos's lips curled slightly, a hint of malicious pleasure in his eyes.

"Lord of Macurag".

"it's a pity."

"That spear thrust almost made me hear the sound of your heart shattering."

Calgarh immediately drew his sword.

"The Great Demon's Keeper of Secrets."

The Ultra Warrior guards simultaneously raised their guns.

Haldor Frosty had already gripped his chainsaw axe, a fierce grin spreading across his face before the battle.

"I knew this woman smelled like she deserved to be chopped up."

Ash Velos looked at the space wolf, his eyes filled with the Great Demon's contempt for mortal creations.

"You deserve it too!"

Lawson coughed softly.

Beneath the cloak, the dark gold necklace flashed briefly.

Ash Velos's expression changed drastically.

As if her soul was being held down by an invisible hand, her knees slammed heavily to the ground, her hands covered her forehead, and her long purple hair slipped down her shoulders.

"Owner!"

"I was wrong!"

"Stop...please."

An eerie silence fell over the hall.

Calga gripped his sword, his movement halting halfway through.

Haldor's chainsaw axe was still spinning, but his expression was frozen.

Stronus adjusted the focus of his prosthetic eye twice, as if checking to see if he had misread the data.

Olukin glanced at the Keeper of the Secret who was kneeling and begging for mercy, then at Lawson, and couldn't help but mutter a swear word that the White Scars often used on the steppe.

A great demon named Slaanesh.

He knelt at Lawson's feet and called him master.

This scene is so shocking.

Billusen's public execution of Typhon left people speechless for a moment.

Lawson raised his hand.

The necklace's radiance dimmed.

Ash Velos lay on the ground, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with humiliation, yet he dared not utter another word of provocation.

Only then did Lawson look at the crowd.

"Gentlemen, please put down your swords."

"If she could still freely choose her own tongue, she would have been dead the moment she uttered those words."

Calgar looked at Lawson.