Nuceria Anesthetic Injection

In 904, the black warships of the Shadow of Order set foot in the Segmentum Tempestus in the southern galaxy for the first time, then cut straight across the entire segmentum and reached its southeastern edge.

The Lord of the Forge's flagship, the Squats' heavy iron-gray fortress-ship, had been repainted a deep black and renamed the Forge-Ship.

The instant the Forge-Ship arrived at its anchor point in realspace, piercing alarms shrieked across the bridge.

In the seat of the Simulacrum Sanctum, Rosicky Cech's consciousness sank into it.

The star gave off a blinding radiance, shrouding the entire system.

Ultraviolet radiation spread rapidly, and the stellar temperature climbed sharply.

A stream of magnetic particles lashed against the Bastion-class Energy Shield, causing a 3.8 percent drop.

A stellar flare.

As expected, just as my lord said, disasters are frequent in the Mandragora Stars. As Rosicky pondered, he selected No. 61 from the disaster-response contingencies drawn up during Warp navigation.

During the following two years of exploration, the Forge-Ship encountered one space disaster after another.

Chaotic asteroid storms, the death-explosions of aging stars...

The database on stellar disasters was continuously updated and shared with the entire legion.

The moment the Forge-Ship arrived in the thirteenth system on its route, the entire warship was caught by a torrent of gravity.

Inside the Simulacrum Sanctum, Rosicky's expression was grave.

The data stream fed back by the Auspex let him grasp the conditions of the surrounding voidspace.

Matter and energy curved throughout the surrounding voidspace, causing gravitational collapse.

No light could escape the black hole's gravitational singularity, and its gravitational effects dragged at the ship like a spiderweb.

The Bastion-class Energy Shield resisted the gravitational turbulence with all its might, falling at a rate of 0.1 to 0.2 percent every second.

Rosicky was startled to see