Black Armored Knight Descends from the Sky

For the next period of time, Nimrod's focus was on conquering the surrounding world, with Vostonia as the center.

In this situation, the key factor is the number of Legion Warrior, so the Primarch first turned his attention to the Chief Apothecary.

"Mitchell, I'd like to hear your report first: how are the expansion of the Apothecary force and the modification surgery progressing?"

"Father, five intern Apothecary have passed their exams and become licensed Apothecary."

"Fifty-two more Apprentice passed the test and became trainee Apothecary, while the number of servants capable of performing modification surgeries increased by two hundred and thirty-one."

Nimrod nodded in satisfaction upon hearing the Chief Apothecary's report on the progress of personnel training.

"Good job, I'm satisfied with your progress."

Mikel was greatly encouraged by the praise from the Primarch.

"As of today, a total of 39,513 candidates have undergone the modification surgery, with 10,482 cases failing."

"Only 43 of them unfortunately died; the other unsuccessful candidates all survived."

"Besides the combat comrades who have already fought alongside the various Chapter, the fleet has a total of 9,532 Shadow of Order."

Nimrod slightly. Since his return to the legion, the number of Warrior had more than doubled, which was something to be happy about.

"Mikel, your work is outstanding."

The Primarch then said to Gabriel, "Ensure the supply of Power Armor and weapons, and ensure that every member of the Shadow of Order receives their weapons."

As you wish.

The Tech Sergeant immediately accepted the order, and seeing the Primarch turn his gaze to him, he began to report.

"My Tech Sergeant and I disassembled the various machines we collected, and combined with the deciphered data, we discovered that the technology contained in the metal wings that supported their flight could be used to improve upon the technology mastered by the Adeptus Mechanicus."

"It is expected that after the improvements, it will be able to be used to Auxilia and enhance their mobile combat capabilities."

"Continue the research, but don't disclose it to the public."

The Old Man in Yellow's aversion to Xenos technology wasn't as strong as his dislike for knowledge and culture, but he didn't like it either.

Nimrod was unwilling to share the Legion's discovery with other Legions, preferring to keep it a secret within the Shadow of Order.

This way, they can avoid infamy and accumulate a technological advantage unique to the Eleventh Legion.

"Continue the research."

Nimrod turned to Arsena and asked.

"I would like to hear the scan report of the Persephone Galaxy."

"Sir, this star system has five planets, Auger Matrix scans have revealed that three of them are inhabited by humans."

"It has been confirmed that the indigenous people are not highly civilized, and their weapons pose no threat to the Legion's Warrior."

He manipulated the Control Staff, illuminating three planets on the star map, and then introduced them one by one.

"The most remarkable of these is this world, designated by Imperium cartographers as Persephone Prime EX1."

"The environment above has not suffered any damage and is very suitable for human habitation. The indigenous people have built it into a beautiful world, which can be called Garden of Nurgle."

"What's strange is that although there are signs of life on it, the density is very low, and the total population of the entire planet is estimated to be no more than fifty million."

Arsena frowned and said, puzzled.

"Based on my preliminary calculations, in such an environment, humanity should prosper and the population should exceed one hundred million."

Nimrod his fingers lightly on the back of his chair, scanned everyone in the strategy room, pondered for a few seconds, and then issued his order.

"Kirkland, you will lead three squads of recruits to the surface and tell them that they are part of the human race and should submit to me."

"Yes, Father."

Dressed in black armor, with Bolt Pistol and Chainsword at his waist, he was thrilled to have been given the honorable mission of the Primarch.

Primarch's Attendants finished issuing the orders, the Primarch continued his report.

"Sir, the other two planets are designated Persephone CW-2 and CW-3. They also retain their original ecosystems, but they are not as beautiful as the main planet."

Based on the scan results, the estimated populations of these two worlds are 120 million and 93 million, respectively.

"Send out a small team, led by Gibbs and Chambers."

The three Shadow of Order chosen by Nimrod were all from the 11th Chapter.

Since the indigenous people were technologically backward, he hoped to conquer them peacefully, which was also a manifestation of his success in transforming the Legion's culture.

To increase the chances of success, Nimrod decided to train his three sons to become Beyonder.

Through this period of observation, the Primarch has confirmed the offspring's loyalty.

"You should first communicate with Arsena to confirm details such as the surrender process."

"I'll see you in my office in twenty minutes."

Thirty-three minutes later, the three newly appointed "Lawyer," filled with gratitude for the abilities bestowed upon them by the Primarch and pride in becoming new members of the Court of the Black Duke, walked out of the Primarch's office.

Each of them selected thirty Shadow of Order from the newly converted Vostonia recruits, who then boarded landing craft and headed to their respective objectives.

Gibbs boarded a landing craft and descended rapidly, the marble city below becoming increasingly clear.

The superhuman senses of the Shadow of Order have already seen below, where knights wielding gunpowder weapons, clad in metal knight armor, and mounted on their warhorses are watching in horror as the flying machines descend from the sky.

He ordered the pilot, "Land outside the city."

"Be prepared. Do not attack without my order."

Gibbs, following the Primarch, has come to understand the Primarch's intentions. He dislikes the Legion Warrior indulging in killing as they have in the past, turning the world into ruins. It would be best if they could peacefully subdue Persephone CW-2.

Considering that the natives lacked interstellar travel capabilities and used outdated black powder weapons, posing little threat to them, he decided to adopt a gentler approach to conquer the world.

The roar of the landing craft startled the indigenous riders' warhorses, causing them to scatter in panic.

The knights tried their best to control their mounts, but the instincts of the animals rendered the training ineffective.

They ran for miles before stopping their terrified warhorses.

A dozen or so of the most elite knights, spurring their finest steeds, approached the monster descending from the sky with the courage to face certain death.

When they finally reached the monster, they found a group of giants dressed in black armor standing before them.

The giants were as tall as the men riding their warhorses.

Gibbs looked at the indigenous people in front of him, pressed the player on his chest with his gauntlet, and a broadcast in High Gothic immediately started.

"Listen up, all of you! We are Warrior of the Eleventh Legion of the Imperium of Man."

"By order of the Monarch Nimrod, I inform you of the truth about Qiming..."

The indigenous people looked at each other in bewilderment. The voices emanating from the metal monster were somewhat similar to their language, but they still couldn't understand them.

Gibbs was prepared; he lightly tapped his gauntlet and switched to the second language recorded by the Adeptus Mechanicus.

The other languages translated are synthesized electromechanical sounds.

The mechanical announcements rang out repeatedly until the sixteenth time, when Gibbs noticed the change in the knights before him and locked onto the translation channel.

The Shadow of Order slowed his speech, "Have you all heard me clearly?"

A knight clad in golden armor stepped forward and spoke in a language that was similar yet distinctly different.

"I am Fess, the knight commander of the Golden Lion Dynasty. I have never heard of any Imperium of Man or any the Monarch."

Gibbs's eyes turned cold. He noticed the other man's disrespect for the Monarch, drew his Bolt Pistol from his waist, aimed, and fired in one swift motion.

With a loud bang, the armored warhorse was blown to pieces by a single shot, and Fess was thrown into the air by the shockwave.

Gibbs said coldly, "Before us, your Golden Lion Dynasty is nothing but a facade."

"Take me to see your king."

The warhorses scattered in terror, and it took Fess a long time to struggle to his feet.

He stared in horror at the black-armored giant descending from the sky, realizing that even they, the most elite knights of the Golden Lion Dynasty, were like ants before him.

They lacked the power to refuse, and after a long silence, they finally spoke.

"Plz follow me."