Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 182 Thelema State of Mind, Third Level
Tierney operated the data pad embedded in his arm, projecting the moon in front of Nimrod.

Nimrod noticed that an area was highlighted, and Tierney spoke up.

"Sir, my team has discovered that the average sleep time of the locals in the Aristotle Beta Dome is an hour longer than in other Luna domes."

"Everyone has nightmares every time they sleep, and the same goes for the two team members who went to investigate."

"The key is that every once in a while, someone falls into a deep sleep and never wakes up again."

Upon hearing this, Ningluo nodded.

[Sleep longer, nightmares, never wake up again.

If it is truly an extraordinary power, it should be related to the "dark" path.

It is most likely the eight-legged black wolf.]
Thinking of this, he spoke.

"You did very well."

He then determined through questioning and aura observation that Tierney had digested the "Thief" potion.

Nimrod then said, "Your performance is satisfactory to me, and I will improve your abilities."

"Go to the waiting room. There's your Strong Brain Cat and the Ranger Laser Gun."

"Come back in five minutes."

A moment later, Tierney, who had advanced to Sequence 8 and gathered his strength, whispered to himself, "Swindler."

"Yes, there are many ancient families in Terra, I believe you will find a suitable target."

"Is there anyone with outstanding abilities in the treasure-stealing team?"

"My lord, there are thirteen men of exceptional ability. They have all found valuable items, which I have brought to the palace."

Ningluo nodded slightly and said, "Order them to come and serve. I will examine their abilities."

The next day, during Terra's grand celebration of Leman Russ's return, Nimrod boarded a transport ship and headed for the moon Luna.

The orbital defense platform learned of the Primarch's arrival and quickly and accurately communicated and identified the transport ship through the identification code.

After communicating with the Primarch's attendants, the "Selina Gene Order" learned that the Primarch's target was not a genetic laboratory, but an ordinary dome.

A black gunboat flew out of the transport ship, and Nimrod looked at the Aristotle Beta dome below through the viewing window.

The battle named "Moon Wolf" ended with the surrender of the "Selina Gene Cult" after six hours.

Most of the moon's dome still exists, its unique silver dome shining brightly in the sunlight.

Nimrod did not immediately spread his consciousness to search, as this would alarm the mythical creature.

The ship landed on the Aristotle Beta Dome half an hour before sunset, as the Primarch had intended.

The moment the sun's rays completely disappeared from the Aristotle Beta Dome, the Primarch keenly sensed the pure darkness surging like a tide, covering the entire dome.

Aristotle Beta seemed to be pulled into a dark realm, and the residents of the dome were breathing heavily, their consciousness blurred.

They either lay on the bed or lay at the table and soon fell asleep.

Beside Nimrod, the members of the treasure-hunting team, who were excited about following the Primarch, also felt that they seemed to see the quiet moonlight.

Their eyelids quickly grew heavy and they yawned uncontrollably, as if they could fall asleep while standing.

They tried their best to stay awake, but three of them couldn't bear it and fell asleep.

Nimrod gave a low evaluation of the will of the three people.

The Primarch's black eyes flashed, and his consciousness spread in all directions.

In an instant, his consciousness covered the entire dome.

He was not surprised that the Primarch did not sense the presence of any special, powerful creature.

He judged that the one occupying Aristotle Beta was an eight-legged black wolf, a mythical creature from the "Dark" path, which excels at secrecy.

Mythical creatures can hide traces in all aspects and mislead corresponding prying and divination.

The Primarch's consciousness spread to the minds of every inhabitant of the dome. If he guessed correctly, the eight-legged black wolf should feed on people's dreams and nightmares. The human mind is a true reflection of its true nature. Even if a mythical creature wanted to devour it, it would inevitably leave traces in it.

Unless the eight-legged black wolf is a mythical creature of Sequence 2 or above, it can prevent everything that happens from being seen.

But it obviously did not reach that level. It was discovered by Malcador and was even "seen" walking on the moon.

The Primarch's consciousness, like moonlight, blended into the darkness and seeped into the hearts and minds of every dome dweller.

His superhuman brain could quickly discern among the dreams of the crowd.

Soon, the Primarch made a discovery in the dream of a beautiful noble girl wearing silver silk pajamas.

A noble girl was running in the forest, and behind her, a giant black wolf was chasing her playfully.

The noble girl ran in the dark forest with no end in sight. She screamed for help in fear, but there was silence all around her.

Every time she stumbled and was about to be caught up, the black wolf would miss her. She would get up with tears in her eyes and continue to run.

[Apparently, this black wolf is teasing the noble girl, perhaps feeding on nightmares.]
While Nimrod was thinking, he had already determined the silver tower where the noble girl lived.

His consciousness covered the members of the treasure-hunting team, the honor guard and the "hunters", and instantly established a one-way mental link with them.

Only Sanchez, whose willpower far exceeded that of ordinary people, could not be invaded by the Primarch in an instant.

The Primarch sent a thought pulse to the Reaper Lord: "Open your heart to me."

Sanchez did not hesitate. He immediately opened his heart to the Primarch as Nimrod had instructed.

When the Gene Father established a mind link, the Reaper Lord, like the other shadows of Order, seemed to be bathed in gentle sunlight.

Although Nimrod did not open his heart to them, the perceptive Shadows of Order were still immersed in the contact with their Genetic Father.

They felt as if they were being caressed by their father's big hand, and the intoxicating wonderful experience was immediately broken.

A more three-dimensional and multi-dimensional picture of Aristotle Beta emerged in their minds than their memory before the action.

The height, width, and length of each building,
They "saw" the fear, despair and other emotions emanating from the residents of every household who were trapped in a nightmare.

Everyone instantly understood their mission through the transmission of thought pulses.

They spread out across the dome like a net.

The treasure-stealing team is at the edge of the "big net", and Sanchez's target is between the Silver Tower and the outer perimeter of the dome.

The Primarch was faster than everyone else. He ran at full speed, the air exploded, and black lightning reached the Silver Tower in an instant.

In the darkness, a voice chanting poetry was heard: "The song of peace is rippling,
The curled up body stretches out in the velvet,

The stars fall like silver wind chimes,
Hum a soothing lullaby.

Time walks on tiptoe,

Afraid of stepping on the sleeping butterfly chrysalis in the cradle,
Deep in the folds of eternal night,

Everything is quiet.”

The poem is peaceful and tranquil, and it can induce sleep.

The Primarch keenly sensed that his soul was affected by a mysterious force, becoming slow, as if he had gained peace of mind.

[“Nightmare”’s extraordinary ability is “forcing people into dreams”.

No, it's a high-sequence ability that has undergone a qualitative change.]
Nimrod, who had used the Sequence 1 Beyonder ability with the help of the "Hand of Order", immediately felt that the ability of "Requiem" contained some similar power.

Moreover, its power is more complete than the higher-level power that Nimrod uses spiritually.

The Primarch's black pupils expanded instantly, filling his entire eyeballs, and he entered directly into the third level of the Thelemic state of mind - "Law of Will".

The philosophy of Thelema is: "Your will is the law, and everything is subject to your will."

Following the Primarch's will, his psychic power instantly condensed into a sickle.

The scythe of the mind slashes down!

(End of this chapter)