Interstellar Communication and Private Meeting
On the fourth level of the "Nation of Disorder," Nimrod once again condensed a black "cable," connecting it to the Red Light orb of the "Pyromaniac" Sanchez on the Shadow Aspect.
Upon returning to the Fourth Layer Space, Nimrod's Spirituality spread towards the fiery Red Light sphere of light.
The Briber immediately felt his Spirituality rapidly depleting, at a rate many times faster than when he touched Arsena Dunn's orb of light.
After a moment's thought, he understood the reason.
[Arsena and I were on the same boat, quite close to each other.]
Just like the language of prayer, which is incomplete when it is delivered.
The "Nation of Disorder" uses my location as its anchor point in reality. I am in the southwest of the Segmentum Obscurus, while Sanchez is in the west of the "Ultima Segmentum," a great distance away. Reaching him would require consuming more "energy," that is, Spirituality.
Nimrod met Sanchez, who was wearing jungle camouflage and leading his team through the dense forest.
With a thought, the message he wanted to convey appeared in his mind and, through a subtle connection, was transmitted to the sphere of light.
In the mind of Sanchez, who was separated by countless light-years by Catachan, black mist suddenly rose.
A black figure stood atop the Throne, and a concise, authoritative voice echoed in his mind.
"Get out of sight of others."
The black mist dissipated, Sanchez's eyes gleamed.
Black Emperor?
"Stay put!"
After the Reaper Lord gave the order, he left the ranks, and the Shadow of Order dispersed warily.
They have learned to stay vigilant at all times through their training in Catachan.
Sanchez strode forward, walking about a hundred meters, when suddenly dozens of large leaves were flung at him.
The Pyromaniac raised his hand, and seven Raven appeared around him.
The attacking leaves were burned to ashes, and at the same time, Sanchez leaped at the Venus flytrap, wielding his Chainsword to sever the roots.
After countless expeditions, the "Pyromaniac" has become able to precisely control dozens of Raven simultaneously through the Spirituality attached to the Fire Raven.
He also knew that the plants had to be cut off in time to prevent a fire.
The Pyromaniac moved with incredible speed, disappearing several kilometers from the group in the blink of an eye.
He had barely stopped when the boundless Gray Fog swallowed him up.
Sanchez was powerless to resist. He gripped his Chainsword tightly and looked around warily.
His eyes lit up when he saw the Primarch, and he sheathed his Chainsword.
"Father... you are the Black Emperor?"
Sanchez asked in astonishment.
"That's right." Nimrod nodded slightly, sensing the depletion of his Spirituality energy and the recovery speed of the Crimson Chain.
My Spirituality energy is being depleted at approximately three times the rate at which the Crimson Chain regenerate, and my Spirituality continues to decline.
Based on my current situation, if I "remotely" pull people into the fourth level of "Nation of Disorder", I can only support a maximum of two people at the same time, and the duration will not exceed twenty standard Terra points.
Proceed with caution; it's best to do it alone and end it early to ensure a safe conclusion.
Nimrod pondered for a moment and then understood.
In other words, my envisioned Milky Way Royal Court meeting is currently impossible to achieve.
But at least, intergalactic communication and one-on-one meetings are not a problem.
After Nimrod summarized the scenarios achievable at the fourth level of the "Nation of Disorder," Sanchez asked curiously.
Where is this?
With keen senses, the Shadow of Order its surroundings and was astonished to find that all it could see was black mist.
It was as if there was nothing here except the Primarch and the Throne.
As Sanchez was taken aback, Nimrod spoke up.
"This is a private space under my control; only I and those I permit are allowed to set foot here."
"I will summon you in this way from now on. After you receive my signal, you shall leave yourself alone."
"If you have important matters to report, you may pray and inform me."
Upon hearing this, the Reaper Lord's eyes lit up; this was of great significance to them as lords.
[My connection with the Primarch has become closer, my reports are more efficient, the information is transmitted more completely, and I can see Primarch more often and receive his guidance.]
As Sanchez was thinking excitedly, Nimrod spoke again.
"The Black Emperor is not known to everyone, not even the Royal Court Acolyte."
"You will inform Mikel and Malena of the ritual method."
"Yes, Father." After Sanchez acknowledged the order, Nimrod asked.
"What's the current situation with the 7th Legion?"
The Reaper Lord calmed his turmoil and began to report.
"Father, the 7th Legion has recruited 1,500 new soldiers from the Catachan, who are currently undergoing conversion surgery."
"The Catachan are all fierce Warrior, but I did not conscript all of them; they numbered only five million before."
"I have adjusted the birth control order you issued in Vostonia, taking into account the situation in Catachan."
Although living conditions in Catachan have improved to some extent, the difference in survival difficulty compared to Vostonia is like heaven versus hell.
"Every adult of childbearing age must have at least one child in order to receive a supply of the antidote."
"Those who have five children will receive food supplies from Triken and an unlimited supply of medicine."
"The children's medicine will be provided by the Legion."
Sanchez paused for a moment, "Although it has only been implemented for a short time, it has already achieved some results."
"The birth rate has increased dramatically, with the average Catachan family having three children."
"Roughly speaking, the child mortality rate in Catachan has decreased by 20 percent."
Sanchez sincerely praised the Chief Apothecary's achievements.
"This is all thanks to the 'Apothecary' led by Mikel, who developed various antidotes and other medicines for the Catachan as a reward for their loyalty to you."
"To express their gratitude for the changes brought about by the Legion, the Catachan people presented us with a unique local steel alloy combat knife— the Catachan Fang forging method."
As Sanchez spoke, he drew a short sword from his body.
The Catachan people call it the Devil's Claw, meaning it's as terrifying as the claws of the Catachan Devil.
"The longest Devil's Claw used by ordinary Catachan are about 1.2 meters long, and they wield them with swordsmanship."
"Compared to other types of Catachan Warblade, the Devil's Claw has a hollow blade that is partially filled with mercury to enhance its strength and flexibility when swung."
"The Tech Sergeant modified it to fit the shape of the Shadow of Order, using it as Power Sword."
He then drew an even shorter black dagger.
"It's called the Night Death God, suitable for nighttime infiltration and assassination, coated with the highly toxic Catachan venom."
"The venom coated on our Night Death God can even kill Astartes."
"With the Catachan Warblade joining the Chapter, the 7th Legion also Catachan, and the hunters are now more adept at setting traps, infiltrating, and launching raids."
After reporting the changes in the Chapter, the Reaper Lord then spoke.
"Malena Scarla's arrival has also greatly helped the development of Catachan."
"Whenever the Catachan settlements are subjected to large-scale attacks, Malena arrives promptly."
"Those plants that my Flame and Shadow of Order could barely handle, were as docile as pets in her presence."
Sanchez exclaimed that he even felt that Catachan was more suited to be "Harvest Priest" Malena than he was.
Everyone, including himself, must be constantly vigilant while sleeping.
However, when they conduct joint exploration missions with the "Harvest Priest," they don't even need to send anyone to guard them.
The mutated plants she catalyzed are the most loyal guardians.
If Catachan is the place that forges hunters, then the "Harvest Priest" is arguably the master of Catachan.
"Malena's experimental farmland transformation in Catachan has also been successful, now covering an area of one square kilometer."
"For the first time in thousands of years, Catachan has arable land."
Nimrod nodded in satisfaction and praised him.
"Good job, keep it up!"
Nimrod then disconnected from Sanchez.
Sanchez felt the humid heat and, after using his Fire Raven to deal with the Injection Cactus, realized he had returned to the dangerous jungles of Catachan.