Nothing But Lord Vulkan's Armory

That's why there are so many weapons forged by the Primarch.

Nimrod looked at Borgel, the company commander of the 33rd Company of the "Star Hunters," and the Apothecary Stah. He took five seconds to confirm that the two men in front of him were not any of the well-known figures from the future "White Scars" in his memory.

The "Baron of Corruption" was slightly disappointed, but at least the Apothecary was still alive.

"I need your assistance. Stay by my side until Xana is relieved."

Borgel and Stah exchanged a glance. The Primarch's command had broken their past habit of working alone, but it had also greatly reduced their stress.

For over fifty years, they have been reconnaissance in dangerous space, slowly and steadily enduring enormous losses and casualties.

The "Star Hunters" now live on only one belief: every new day is a victory.

The Xenos, relying on their Psionic Energy, are able to frequently locate them and wage guerrilla warfare, suffering considerable losses; their company has already lost forty-nine combat comrades.

Taking temporary command from the Primarch would be a good opportunity to rest and recuperate.

Lord Nimrod would not entrust them with tasks that would tarnish their glorious image, unlike Lord Horus Lupercal.

They will not be sacrificed as cold, calculated numbers, like Ferrus Manus.

The legions under his command all won their own glory; the First Legion and the XIV Legion both won their own glory in the war of the "Coronid Abyss".

Upon realizing this, Borgel immediately replied:

"I will obey your orders."

After everyone else had left, Nimrod looked at William Wood and said with a smile.

"William, you performed well in the search for Neratt Gillin and the 'Star Hunters,' making good use of the powers I bestowed upon you. You are now a mature 'Seer.'"

Upon hearing this, William Wood suddenly felt his body, mind, and spirit enter a wondrous state.

He felt something dissolving within him, merging with his own spirit.

"You deserve a reward," Nimrod continued, suddenly feeling a spark of inspiration within him.

He activated his Spirit Sight, his tone as usual, and continued, "You can go to my private armory and choose an item."

"The Baron of Corruption" said with a smile when he saw that William's Astral Body and aura were perfectly integrated, like a piece of pale blue crystal.

"Now, you are a true 'Seer'."

"Your choice will be revealed after I grant you new power."

Come see me again in five minutes.

Nimrod left the Spear of Dionysus behind and, avoiding everyone's sight, went to the "Nation of Disorder".

He then instructed the Space Ape to concoct Sequence 8 "Clown" potion using materials such as gold, yellow, and red Clown masks.

After a moment, William the urge to remove the Blue Crystal Pendulum from his wrist and perform divination, as that would be disrespectful to his father.

He focused his attention on the liquid bubbling and churning, where the gold, yellow, and red liquids intertwined yet remained remarkably clear, without mixing together.

William tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp; the bitter taste made his face twitch slightly.

Immediately afterwards, his face turned red, and similar changes occurred in other parts of his body.

William saw his own reflection in his mind, and with the help of this eerie reflection, he discovered that he could precisely control facial expressions and body movements.

"Call!"

William's imagined tiered spheres of light slowly entered a meditative state, gradually withdrawing his overflowing Spirituality.

The Clown suddenly bent over, his nose stopping just one millimeter from the ground. Then, like a spring, he immediately straightened up, fell down again, and the back of his head was just one millimeter from the ground.

William regained his footing. He understood what his father meant and realized that it was the right decision not to choose his armor earlier.

His precise control over his body, exceptional coordination and balance, and outstanding agility and speed will allow him to further develop his skills.

William spent a stellar month familiarizing himself with his abilities as the "Clown" before boarding the Stormbird to arrive at the Shadow of the Throne and select his reward.

As a former member of the Honor Guard, he knew the whole procedure.

Every so often, Shadow of Order receive rewards from the Primarch for various reasons, with combat achievements being the most common, but not the only, reward.

Excellent performance in managing territory, exploration and discovery of new knowledge and technology, and contributing special items such as animals and plants that your father likes can all earn you rewards.

William found the new batch of Honor Guard guarding the armory and said in Dunnish, "Bramble."

Since the end of the "Battle of Gardinal", many places in "Shadow of Order" that require permissions to access have required the use of Dunnish as a key.

Compared to Vostonian Language, Dunnish, which is imbued with mysterious power, is more difficult to master.

Not every Shadow of Order is taught this language; only Royal Court Friar are taught it.

As a former member of the Honor Guard, he knew that the keys to each location were different on the same day, and the words used to open the private armory and the Librarian's armory at this moment would be different.

Each location that needs to be unlocked will have a unique keyword corresponding to it within thirty-three standard days.

Only the Royal Court Friar responsible for guarding the area knew this secret code.

They will be replaced by other Royal Court Friar in the next cycle, along with a change of the secret code.

William was only told the secret code for today's opening after the chosen time was confirmed.

"The password is correct." The member of the Third Legion, whose right shoulder was painted with Full Moon, placed his hand on the control panel.

The pale green light of the scanning laser flickered between his fingers, and a control panel popped up, revealing a black keyboard.

After William entered the encryption Sequence, which changed randomly every eleven hours, a series of metallic clanging sounds echoed continuously.

With a hydraulic hiss, the latch was released, and the stasis field, killing aura, and impact lock closed simultaneously.

The door slid open, and frozen mist seeped out.

"I will accompany you inside to choose."

William could tell from the longsword insignia on the right shoulder of the Honor Guard member who was speaking that he came from the 8th Legion, who were also the members most often responsible for guarding the armory.

He entered the Primarch's private armory, where heavy, Adamantium- patterned pillars were arranged asymmetrically.

William was immediately dazzled by the dazzling array of weapons; he sensed that each one was a finely crafted weapon.

What do you want? A weapon?

"If it's suitable."

"This region is all the weaponry Bestowal upon us by Primarch Vulkan, based on a promise he made to his father."

"There are fifty-two in total. Apart from Lord Vulkan's armory, I don't think there's anywhere else with so many Primarch- crafted weapons."

William nodded. He knew that Vulkan was one of the Primarch most skilled at forging weapons, but when he saw the Thunder Hammer and Power Fist on the weapon rack, he knew they weren't suitable for him.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he walked to a weapons rack.

"The Warrior" approached. "It's somewhat similar to the Lightning Claw, but unlike the Claw, it consists of Ten Monomolecular Blades."

"Each single-molecule blade can attack a different target, and it can also be attracted back by magnetic force, but it requires skill to control."

"It differs from the other weapons forged by Lord Vulkan; I believe it is a special weapon forged by the Primarch to hone his skills."

"It's perfect for me, I'll take it." The Clown's eyes lit up as he spoke.

As soon as William stepped off the deck, he saw Borgel and Stah waiting to board.

He walked over and asked Borgel a question.

"You're leaving."

William keenly noticed that Borgel paused, as if he had changed the subject at the last minute.

"Lord Nimrod has ordered us to search the surrounding area for the Rangdan Xenos."

William stared at the two men boarding the plane, sensing that they were completely different from how they had been a month ago.

It wasn't until he returned to his unit that he realized the two Star Hunters had completely different attitudes toward his father.

That was extraordinary respect.