Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 776 The Primarch Descends, Golden Wings and Pure White Feathers Shine Together
The arrival of the twenty-three black ships spread rapidly through the main communication networks of "Shadow of Order" and "Saint-Gilles".

The Emperor's Claw—the Silent Sisters and the mysterious Order of Ominous Signs—have arrived together.

Mag Silas's atrocities in destroying human worlds throughout the galaxy stirred up the Emperor's memories of the long, dark night.

He would never tolerate the aliens' brutal atrocities.

The Ominous Order's warrior-level psionic titans stepped onto the battlefield for the first time.

At the same moment that the three Warlord-class psionic titans, bearing the wrath of the Lord of Mankind, landed on Mag Silas, the Eighth Chapter of the Order of Shadows launched an attack on the central node connecting the two docks of the Ark.

The visionaries who once walked the path of craftsmen set up a massive psionic array here, and stars are embedded in the shimmering crystal dome.

The ground was covered with psionic runes surrounding six psionic arrays, frantically drawing energy from the warp.

Colorful, hazy light distorts the light into streaks of rainbow.

Thierry Vieira's sword whirled, tearing five ferocious avengers to shreds.

He suddenly sensed something and turned to look.

Streaks of lightning ripped across the sky as the elegant and massive Elven construct strode out.

The elegant form of the alien structure is full of artistic flair, and the exquisite craftsmanship of the creator is pleasing to the eye.

Its extraordinary physique far surpasses that of the Imperial Knights, and its graceful form makes the Imperial Titans appear even uglier.

“Ghost Knight!” Thierry shouted in the communications array, drawing the attention of all the Shadow Order.

The Father of Genetics emphasized this Eldar construct in the documents he issued before the war.

A Dark Knight requires at least one pair of Eldar twins whose psionic connection is far stronger than that of their own kind.

They can sense each other's distance, emotions, and even thoughts.

When one person dies, the other survivor usually dies in grief.

At this time, the soul of the deceased is often transferred into the Ghost Knight, while the living will enter the cockpit and fall into a permanent trance state.

The father also mentioned that the best way to bury the dead is with the Soulstone of the Old Woman's World, the lost homeland of the Eldar.

Before they find the best way, they will bury triplets, or even quadruplets, to drive the Dark Knights through a deeper connection.

Thierry had no doubt about the Black Emperor's foresight regarding the Eldar, including His prophecy that the Eldar would not find the Soulstone and build a stable army of Dark Knights for another three thousand years.

As the "Guardian" loudly reminded him, Obsidian's eyes shone with the light of dawn as it looked toward the white cockpit.

A spirit race member whose entire body was enveloped in light.

Two dim, lifeless bodies were enveloped in a dark light.

One living, two dead.

A faint light shimmered.

The Ghost Knight strode to Thierry's side, and the Ghost Sword, gleaming with light, slashed down with a whoosh.

Thierry was about to kneel down on one knee and use "Guardian" to withstand the attack when he suddenly sensed something.

His bent knees suddenly straightened, and his body sprang up.

The Black Emperor decreed that members of the royal court must not reveal any obviously unusual or extraordinary abilities to allies unless their lives are threatened.

call!
The Ghost Sword cleaved through the air and crashed to the ground.

Rumble!
The ground trembled violently, and a huge crack appeared.

Radolon, the chief platoon leader of the "Holy Blood Angels," gazed at the battlefield, where the giant alien Titan's greatsword emitted a thunderous light.

Thierry was taller and stronger than any of the Astartes, but when faced with the alien Titans, he was like a tiny child confronting a towering monster.

However, the "child" leaped and bounded through the thunder and storm, narrowly avoiding the attacks.

Whoosh whoosh!
Three figures in black armor leaped out, their gleaming swords striking the elegant, slender leg bones.

Bang bang bang!
The massive, rock-like leg bone crashed down, causing the alien titan's body to tremble.

[Powerful!] Radolon glanced at the three black-armored warriors in astonishment. Though smaller than Thierry, they were far larger than the other Shadow of Order and Holy Blood Angels. He shouted, "Attack!"

Radolon's battle group launched an attack, a barrage of bullets raining down on the Dark Knight.

The think tank, Cano, struggled to raise the force field staff, and Radolon's blade immediately emitted a beam of light, while the barrage of projectiles he fired also shone brightly.

Radolon sprinted forward, firing a barrage of explosive projectiles that precisely struck the alien titan's face.

With a deafening roar, the diamond warhead pierced through the psionic protective field and struck the white shield of the Eldar construct's cockpit.

Cracks are scattered throughout.

The dazed survivor snapped out of his grief, and his spear-like arm rose fluidly as if he were alive.

His movements, like the giant sword he wielded, were unlike those of an Imperial Titan. The so-called perfect harmony between consciousness and mechanical body was actually crude.

Each of its molecules is part of the essence of the structure, forming a living whole.

Ladoron leaned back, his power backpack almost touching the ground.

The death hailstones, whistling sharply, rolled across and slammed into the First Company.

Forty-two battle-hardened veterans of the Holy Blood Angels perished amidst the ear-piercing roar of hundreds of ice crystals shattering.

At the last moment, Cano raised a protective shield.

With a bang, it was sent flying, tumbling and crashing to the ground.

A series of runes flashed across Radoron's goggles, and the familiar names stung his eyes.

He roared, and a sudden surge of power within him caused his body to stand upright.

Radolon raised his sword high and slashed out with a whooshing sound.

Bang bang bang bang!
Ladoron, along with Knight Lord Thierry, Company Commander Buuka, Company Commander Joe Watara, and Company Commander Pierre Wright, all wielded five gleaming blades that simultaneously struck the construct's right calf.

boom!
The fragile ceramic shards made of an unknown material shattered one after another, and the structure's lower legs suddenly bent.

Ladoron's eyes lit up. He was about to circle around behind the alien construct and join forces with Thierry and the others to attack.

call!
A massive shadow enveloped his body.

Ladoron turned his head and saw two structures gracefully approaching.

They moved with the speed of the wind, unlike the cumbersome Imperial Titans.

One of the Titans lunged forward, a reverse mirror image of his previous extreme backward dodge, and its giant fist slammed down.

Electromagnetic flames, carrying with them scorching heat, erupted from the blazing fist, tearing the ground apart wherever the raging storm passed.

call!
Before the destructive flames arrived, a fierce, hurricane-like energy pounded against his armor.

Just as Radoron was about to drop the bomb gun, he swung his sword with both hands and delivered a fatal blow.

Suddenly, a deafening cheer erupted in my ears.

Radolon felt a lightness in his body as the tips of his white wings glided past the edge of his vision.

"Father!"

His body soared up with a whoosh, and another pair of golden wings were reflected in his eyes.

His genetic father, Saint Geres.

Ninglu, the genetic prototype of the "Shadow of Order".

Two Primarchs descended upon the battlefield simultaneously.

The shimmering golden light and the sacred wings complemented each other.

boom!
Radolon looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge golden fist spinning around.

(End of this chapter)