Perturabo: I Forge Armor for Nimrod, Not for the Horse

Nus and Vulkan Were Different

"I benefited from this battle as well." Nimrod's gaze swept over his restored arm, over the liquefied Necrodermis.

"Your Iron Hands' defenses are the strongest I have ever seen."

As Nimrod spoke, he saw that Ferrus Manus's body had already begun to heal.

His gaze swept again over the sunken crater, and over a pool of bright red.

With one drop of Guilliman's blood, Ku'gath could use Nurgle's cauldron to brew Godblight.

Ferrus's blood should be good for planting trees, too.

As Nimrod pondered, his consciousness spread out, rapidly extending.

In an instant, his consciousness swept past hive after hive, covering vast stretches of wasteland and oceans of fine sand.

In the blink of an eye, the Primarch's consciousness covered nearly half the planet.

Before he had ascended to "Mentor of Chaos," his consciousness had been able to cover roughly one-quarter of Vostonia's surface.

After his ascension, his spirit had transformed, and his consciousness had risen greatly as well, covering an even wider region.

Hm...?

Nimrod was startled to discover that within the region he covered, there was no sign of Malena Scala.

According to her report not long ago, she should be in the wasteland desert near Tezwork Hive.

Nimrod thought of the extraordinary ability "Underground Stealth" possessed by "Druid," then drew in his consciousness, sending the region he covered deeper underground.

The wider the area he sensed, the harder it was to perceive details.

When Nimrod had probed with psychic power earlier, he had overlooked the conditions in the various hives.

Penetrating underground consumed less mental power than the densely webbed, heavily populated hives, but still far more than the surface did.

As his consciousness seeped downward, the psychic power it consumed grew stronger and stronger, and the covered region rapidly shrank.

Nimrod