Russ, Since You Detest Psionics, Then Just Don't Wear the Cloak

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865 AD.

After accepting the Slaugth of Flamini on the Shadow of the Throne, Nimrod returns to the real world.

He was just about to adjust his counter-offensive plan based on the support from other legion task forces when he noticed Arsena Dunn walk in.

"My lord," Akurduana, the Second Company Captain of the "Emperor's Children," who will arrive in the Carium Gate space region tomorrow.

"The Ultramarines' fleet will also arrive tomorrow, commanded by Glenn Worsotto."

Nimrod nodded, thinking to himself.

[Guilliman clearly sent his task force commander because he considered my past experience rescuing Worsotto.]

His timely rescue prevented the annihilation of the counterinsurgency fleet led by then-Commander of the 13th Legion Corps, Worsotto, in the Osiris Sector.

As Nimrod pondered, the silver-haired Primarch's Attendants continued to report.

"The 'Word Bearers' fleet, delayed for unknown reasons, will arrive in two standard months."

Nimrod was not surprised by this; since Lorgar returned to the Imperium, his legions had been moving slowly.

He was constantly scolded by the Old Man in Yellow for this.

Seeing that the Black Emperor's expression remained normal, Arsena continued his report.

"The Emperor will convene the War Council at 9:00 AM on the next standard ship cycle."

"I see."

The following day, Nimrod's Psionic Energy projection traversed countless light-years and descended upon Terra's Golden Palace.

His eyes flashed. The Mars Fabricator-General hadn't arrived yet. Clearly, after Xana's rescue, he had no urgent matters to attend to and arrived just in time, as usual.

Nimrod also noticed that the seating order had not changed, but there was an extra figure.

Unlike other Primarch who participated through Psionic Energy projections, he, like Malcador, attended in person.

He was tall with long limbs, and his whole body looked as sharp and angular as the claws of Raptors.

His face was long and thin, with a very noticeable scar on his left cheek.

His jet-black braids were tied up with gold rings and hung down onto his magnificent armor, which was adorned with white fur and glittering ornaments.

Horus, as always, introduced himself to Nimrod in the tone of a kind older brother.

"Nimrod, I followed my father and found our brother on the vast grasslands of Chogoris."

Nimrod keenly noticed a hint of pride and pleasure in Horus's tone.

"Jaghatai Great Khan."

"Welcome to the team, Jaghatai," Nimrod said with a smile.

"Nimrod." Unlike his sharp appearance, Jaghatai's voice was elegant, carrying an air of noble dignified grace.

"Star Hunters were excellent hunters, and so were the Shadow of Order, but they willingly stooped to wielding witchcraft."

Unsurprisingly, Nimrod heard Russ's mockery once again.

Thinking of Russ's plot against him, Nimrod's eyes turned cold. He was about to speak when Jaghatai spoke again.

"Russ, thank you for the invitation, but I have no interest in hunting with you."

Nimrod's eyes lit up. He thought of Jaghatai Khan, who had the best relationship with Sanguinius and Magnus, and who jointly led the use of Psionic Energy in the Imperium.

He had the worst relationship with Russ and Mortarion.

During the Great Birthday Celebration, after receiving Russ's plea for help, he ignored it, broke through the "Alpha Legion's" blockade, and left directly.

The addition of Jaghatai Khan will boost our influence in the War Council.

"The weeds of Chogoris have blocked your eyes."

"The men of Fenris are the true hunters; you'll see in the war against the Xenos."

After Russ finished speaking, he ignored Jaghatai Khan and addressed Nimrod.

"Nimrod, my Wolf Lord will defeat Sanchez and win even more glory."

Do you dare to continue the previous bet?

"If I win, Sanchez will hand over the Wolf Helm to my Wolf Lord."

"So you lost?" Nimrod said coldly.

"I can't possibly lose." Russ's icy blue eyes were as cold as knives.

"I remember you saying the same thing several times," Nimrod said dismissively.

Russ paused for a moment, calming his anger, before continuing.

"Skarsen will definitely beat your brat."

"If I lose, my cloak will belong to Sanchez."

Nimrod's eyes lit up. He knew that Russ's cloak was a Psionic Energy cloak he had made from the fur of the Great Wolf of Death Blackmane after killing it.

The cloak grants Russ the ability to pass through the Gates of Death, allowing him to return whenever needed.

Russ left him to return at the end after the Great Birthday Celebration because he had Psionic Energy cloak made from the fur of the Great Wolf of Death.

[Russ, since you Evil Spirit powers, wearing a Psionic Energy cloak is inappropriate.]

Just don't wear it!

Upon realizing this, Nimrod immediately agreed.

It's a deal.

"I accept the bet on behalf of Sanchez."

Horus and Sanguinius, Ferrus and Fulgrim, Perturabo and Magnus, exchanged glances simultaneously.

They both read the same thought in their friend's eyes:

Sanchez will win, Skarsen will lose.

Guilliman saw Nimrod and Russ on the verge of war and was about to intervene to mediate, but to his surprise, they quickly reached a bet.

He sighed helplessly as he watched the Mars Fabricator-General walk into the hall.

Then, a golden light shone, and the Emperor and Constantin Valdor arrived simultaneously.

The Emperor's gaze fell on Nimrod, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Xenos have launched a massive invasion of the Imperium's territory, and the northern part of the Galaxy is ablaze."

"Fourteen Expeditionary Fleet were destroyed, and five Titan Legions designations were revoked."

"I'd like to know the progress of the battle."

When Nimrod heard that the Old Man in Yellow was ignoring Perturabo, he looked at Perturabo.

Although he showed no expression, he was clearly unhappy about being ignored.

Nimrod's gaze swept over Hannibal at the same time, and he keenly noticed that Hannibal's cheekbones were higher and the bone spurs on his face were more prominent, as if they were about to pierce through his skin.

The physical changes are more noticeable.

Hmm... It's unusual that he didn't actively participate in the war against Rangdan.

He found a more suitable food... or Xenos that he could enjoy alone without being discovered.

Nimrod withdrew his gaze and then first mentioned Perturabo's crucial role.

"Perturabo has built an ironclad defense line centered on Xana, and the Xenos offensive has been contained."

"I am about to launch a counterattack. My legions will be deployed through the Carium Gate to key areas of the Xenos- occupied territory."

Nimrod will not, as he remembers, wage a long war with Rangdan that will last for twenty years.

He aims to complete the decisive battle within ten years and annihilate Rangdan's main force.

"Very good."

The Emperor nodded in satisfaction. "The Order of the Omen fully cooperate with your plan."

"I will order the Eighth and 12th Legion to provide you with support."

Nimrod's eyes lit up; perhaps there was another opportunity to "Corrosion" him.

As he pondered, the Emperor smiled and said...

"I hope you can win soon and wipe out the Xenos."

I will prepare a grand celebration for you.

Nimrod's eyes flickered slightly as he thought to himself.

The celebration isn't important; the key is the reward.

The Old Man in Yellow, it's been so long since I've been to your treasure trove.

As you wish.

As the War Council concluded and Nimrod was about to leave, he suddenly heard Sanguinius's magnetic voice.

"Nimrod, Magnus, please stay a moment."

After the other figures disappeared, Nimrod and Magnus looked at Sanguinius together.

Sanguinius' smile was as perfect and warm as his pure white wings.

"You've already seen Jaghatai's attitude."

"According to the intelligence I've gathered, he is not averse to Psionic Energy."

"He's a brother we can win over, but who among us can talk to him?"

Upon hearing this, Nimrod knew that Sanguinius wanted to bring Jaghatai into their political alliance.

He remembered that it was originally Sanguinius who stepped forward to reach an agreement with Jaghatai Khan.

Previously, he wouldn't have cared who negotiated with Jaghatai Khan.

But now, faced with Russ's conspiracy and considering Jaghatai's attitude towards him, this is an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Nimrod spoke up.

"I'll talk to him," he then explained, "Because it'll be easier for me to meet with him through the Carium Gate."

Sanguinius and Magnus thought of the Jaghatai Khan was unrestrained and eccentric, as elusive as those Star Hunters. Nimrod would be more likely to find him for a face-to-face meeting, so they both nodded in agreement.