Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 158: Squig Behemoth

Before Nimrod boarded the gunship, he returned to the "Kingdom of Disorder" and put on the power fists of the "Arbitrator" path.

The time required to establish a connection with the Silver Fist is much longer than that of the Prophecy Dice, which is the same as Nimrod's prediction. Its sequence is obviously higher than the latter.

Although he didn't know how long it would take, Ningluo had already established an incomplete connection with the silver gloves. He clearly felt that he could selectively use extraordinary abilities of Sequence 5 and below.

As the gunship flew, the Primarch's consciousness spread to the Groningen.

Immediately, the Primarch "saw" a red giant beast, which was only slightly shorter than the knight mecha, and its body was cluttered with cannons and guns.

It was covered in a mess of armor, wrapping its body like garbage.

The Primarch frowned, his consciousness spread to the surroundings, and then he saw dozens of red spherical creatures with spikes on their bodies.

Squig.

The behemoth is the Squig Behemoth.

The Primarch's brain worked rapidly, and he analyzed the reason in an instant.

[The gift the Faceless Men gave me must be Squig.

For some reason, they broke free from their cages and devoured the human crew members, becoming what they are today.]
Nimrod knew that Scug was at the bottom of the orcs' ecological chain. The greenskins figuratively called this little red thing "Jumping".

Most hops are edible, their destiny being to serve as food for orcs.

But like other greenskins in the Orc ecosystem, Springtrap will also undergo special mutations. They may become Squigs as big as Leman Russ tanks, or even become Colossi, which are comparable to small Titans.

[Well, Squig is the potion material for "Hunter", the sequel to "Hunter", Sequel 8 "Provocateur".

But like other greenskins, they decompose quickly after death.

If you want to use them to make potions, you can't kill them.]
While Ningluo was thinking, his eyes swept over the gloves and he immediately found a way.

The Primarch gathered his thoughts as the gunboat slowly landed on the Groningen.

After stepping down from the landing deck, he strode forward, following the location of the locked Skug monster.

Arsena followed behind him, using telekinesis to speed up his pace, just enough to keep up with the Primarch.

The entire transport ship was smashed to pieces by the Skug monster, broken parts were scattered everywhere, and the exposed cables flashed a dazzling light.

The bumpy deck did not slow down the Primarch at all, and he continued to move forward into the depths of the transport ship.

Passing the cargo deck, he saw the broken cages where the Scugbens must have been imprisoned.

Nimrod continued walking towards the depths of the transport ship. The Scugs had eaten everything on the upper decks and were running to the lower deck to eat.

A moment later, he and Arsene arrived on the lower deck with the honor guard.

Nimrod immediately saw a large pot in the center of the deck, a soup pot that had been boiling for decades and gave off a strange aroma.

The giant Squiggle stood before the cauldron, poking his huge head into the pot and lapping up the broth.

At the edge of the cauldron, hundreds of jumping fishes were fighting with each other for the scraps on the edge.

The Jumpers were the first to notice the arrival of the black-armored warriors, and they rushed over shouting.

The Squig monster then turned around and rushed over like a tank at high speed.

Nimrod looked calm. He raised his left arm and waited until the Skug monster came within ten meters before infusing spirituality into the silver gloves.

He recited it in the Dunn secret language, which was jointly researched by Arsène Dunn and Thomas and named to honor the outstanding contributions of the Primarch's attendants.

"captivity!"

The Judge Path Sequence 6, Judge, requires the use of a language imbued with mysterious power to pronounce judgments, establish rules, or render decisions.

"Imprisonment" is a type of sentence.

The silver fist pushed forward, and golden light burst out, covering the Squig monster and dozens of nearby Jumpers.

The huge Squig and dozens of Hoppers were wrapped in the extremely viscous transparent liquid, which was like a huge amber being created in an instant, or like layer after layer of transparent walls, freezing them in place.

The remaining jumpers turned and fled. Arsena raised his staff and asked the Primarch.

"capture?"

"No! Destroy them completely!"

Nimrod rejected the significance of the Primarch's attendants, releasing

He would not take the living Jump to the "Land of Disorder". These noisy red ball monsters would not stay in the area divided on the second floor. It was even more impossible to bring the Jump body back. They were different from other creatures.
After the death of the jumping insect, its body will decompose and turn into spores to reproduce.

Ningluo didn't want the entire space to turn into a smelly jumping nest.

Although he guessed that certain spaces in the "Land of Disorder" could limit the reproduction of greenskin spores, it was not worth taking the risk just for the easy-to-find Jump.

It is enough to restrain some of the jumpers with "Imprisonment" and prepare the "Provocateur" potion.

When we need to train the next batch of "challengers", we will look for them again.

The Primarch's attendant nodded, and telekinesis swept out, detonating in hundreds of jumps.

Nimrod keenly felt that the invisible curtain between the physical universe and the warp was torn open, and the colorful warp energy surged.

Hundreds of jumping creatures screamed in terror, and were then torn apart by the "Vortex of Destruction" and wiped out from the real world.

"Search the surroundings to make sure there are no red spherical creatures—Scroggs, or as the orcs call them—surviving on board."

While everyone was searching around, Nimrod sent the giant Squig and Tiaotiao, who seemed to be wrapped in amber, back to the "Kingdom of Disorder".

After returning to the real world, he gave the order to completely destroy the transport ship to prevent the remaining orc spores on the ship from spreading to other places.

On the Sovereign's Shadow, Nimrod, who had just given the order to destroy the Second Legion's transport ship, the Groningen, looked through the viewport at the Vostroya satellite that was getting closer and closer.

Arsena stood beside him, and the Primarch's attendant thought it was time to report on the progress of the shipyard, so he spoke.

"My Lord, the Vostroyan Shipyard now has the ability to repair and partially modify capital ships, as well as build standard frigates, destroyers, transport ships, and other ships."

"Maintaining ships for the expeditionary fleet has enhanced the capabilities of skilled workers."

"All expeditionary fleets, especially the Legion's ships, have undergone some degree of modification. We have collected and recorded the relevant data as you requested. The Legion currently has five technical sergeants specializing in this research."

Ningluo nodded slightly and spoke.

"Speed ​​up the installation of ether cannons on the Legion's ships, and also speed up construction at Sepra Mundi's shipyard."

"As you command, my lord. According to the report I received from Sepra Mundi last time, the first phase of the shipyard project has been completed and the skilled craftsmen have already moved into the shipyard."

"Immediately install an ether cannon on the Royal Shadow."

Under Nimrod's orders, the Royal Shadow docked at the shipyard on the Vostroya satellite and began to be modified. He took a transport ship back to the Legion's home planet.

On the way, Arsena selected the important matters worthy of the Primarch's attention from many matters and reported them to Nimrod.

"The Sages of Mars have arrived in Vostone. The 152 military factories you owned before returning to the Empire and the 143 selected ones have been fully transformed to manufacture equipment for the Legiones Astartes."

"As of now, one hundred and forty-nine of these arsenals are capable of manufacturing weapons such as bolters, chainswords, and power swords for use by the Astartes, meeting the needs of the Legion."

"There are also twenty-seven arsenals capable of producing Mark II power armor to meet the equipment needs of new recruits."

After reporting on the arsenal that manufactures weapons and armor, the Primarch's attendant continued to report on vehicles.

"There are currently seventy-four arsenals capable of producing small vehicles such as motorcycles and speeders."

"Thirty-three arsenals can produce Malcador heavy tanks, as well as supply vehicles, transport vehicles, and other vehicles. Twelve arsenals can produce aircraft such as gunships."

Nimrod nodded and he asked.

"Any important matters to arrange?"

The "reasoning student" did not speak immediately. He thought for a moment and then spoke.

"My Lord, Lewis von Valancius, in compliance with your orders, will sail from Vostronia all the way to the Crystal Vision."

"On the way, he discovered five star systems and connected Vostronia to the Crystalline Realm."

"He has just returned to Vostroya and is awaiting your summons."

Nimrod didn't make a decision immediately, he asked.

"Is there anyone else who has completed the task?"

"As of now, no."

Arsène sighed, "Your Excellency has a keen eye. Only Lewis, the man you chose, was able to complete the task."

"I will see him tomorrow," the Primarch paused, "to prepare the ceremony for the Rogue Trader's enthronement."

(End of this chapter)