The Holy Chronicles of Baator

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MC POV

Being born again was a weird experience, especially when I was considering the fact that I was using only a part of my soul for the rebirth. I was born on the planet known as Fenran Rex IX., which was a frozen hellish world...

It was also classified as the Death World.

A Death World is a planet that has been judged by the Imperium to be too dangerous to support widespread Human settlement due to dangerous environmental conditions or the sheer ferocity of the fauna and flora that make up the planet's biosphere.

The types of Death Worlds are varied, ranging from planets that are covered by worldwide jungles that harbor vicious carnivorous plants and animals to barren rockscapes strewn with volcanoes and wracked by ion storms.

In at least one case, the planet itself is alive.

Fenran Rex IX was a frozen hellhole where only the strongest of the strongest managed to survive... I was reborn as a nameless orphan in a random village in the northern pole of the Fenran Rex IX, before the village was destroyed by the local fauna.

From there on, I wandered through the planet for some time; fortunately, the part of my soul that was used for my rebirth was strong enough, so I was able to use my power to reconstruct my body and age myself to adult form.

Being stuck as a child for another fifteen years or so would probably be one of the worst things that I could imagine. The problematic thing, though, was getting from the Fenran Rex IX because the world was under a permanent warpstorm of the Warp.

Still...

The Fenran Rex IX was rather interesting and it seemed that a lot has changed since I was living in the Immaterium Universe. The Golden Age of Technology, the time when the Solar Federation was dominating the Milky Way Galaxy and split it with the Aeldari Empire, has come to an end...

What has remained was the terrible vision of the Universe, where everything that humanity built was perverted by Faith, superstition, and fear of advancement and technology. This age of humanity was the worst version that I could see.

It seemed that the Faith had completely broken humanity, and from the bits of information I managed to find and gather, the Imperial Truth of the Emperor of Mankind was twisted into the disgusting Faith of the Imperial Cult that stands against everything that the Imperial Truth stood for.

Now the thing was... how to get out of this planet because it was covered by the permanent War Storm, and it was nigh impossible to leave. The fact that this place was rather primitive, or it would be more suitable to say it was largely primitive, didn't help it at all.

The only thing I could do right now was to search the planet for something useful, especially in the civilized areas of the planet, which were not numerous in the first place, and it was rare to encounter civilization.

Or perhaps it was just the fact that I was reborn in the most hostile areas of the planet, Fenran Rex IX, that still remains to be seen. For the past ten years, I have only been recovering my strength and surviving within the wilderness of the Fenran Rex IX.

Probably, the greatest downside of my rebirth within the Immaterius Universe was the fact that I needed to build my power from scratch due to the vastly different rules of the Immaterius Universe and the uniqueness of the Immaterius Universe itself.

The existence of the Warp was denying the existence of the powers that were not stemming from the Warp itself, and because only a small part of my soul was used in the rebirth process, I couldn't really do anything about it aside from adapting to the situation.

And it went rather well, aside from the dangerous flora and fauna, especially the Danger Beasts that were ever-present around the planet Fenran Rex IX. Some of them were especially dangerous even for me right now because I was not even at the Continental Level Combatant right now.

Regaining my power took far longer than I had initially anticipated; the suppression of the Will of the Universe of the Immaterius Universe was very strong, especially to me. Even though the Will of the Universe partially accepted me back, it still refused to accept anything that was even remotely connected to something that the Will of the Universe considered foreign.

Of course, my powers... the ones belonging to my true body belonged were considered as especially foreign to the existence of the Immaterius Universe, so the Will of the Universe was doing everything in its power to block my power from recovering.

For that, I needed to find another way to grow powerful to the degree where I could at least effectively protect myself. Interestingly enough, the Danger Beasts on this planet were part of the natural evolution of the planet.

Fenran Rex IX was one of the most hostile places across the entire Milky Way Galaxy, and it seemed that Warp Energy was fastening the evolution of the entire world, causing the local fauna and flora to evolve to ridiculous degrees.

Some of the Danger Beasts that I studied were indeed marvels of evolution; one could rarely see such dangerous creatures being born naturally, without any outside interference.

Right now, I was heading to another continent because, as it seemed, the continent where I was right now was barely populated, with only a sparse population. I needed to gather resources to reforge my body and increase the aptitude of my physique to create a better vessel for my power.

Unfortunately, even during the days of the Solar Federation in the Golden Age of Technology, the Fenran Rex IX was classified as a forbidden zone, and there were no settlements on the planet, aside from a few.

And all of them were located on the continent where I was heading right now.

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Planets like Fenran Rex IX. were dangerous places, and during the Solar Federation, planets under the permanent Warp Storm were exceedingly rare. Warp during the 24th Millennium, there were no permanent Warp Storms around the planets.

The Solar Federation only rarely encountered the planet under the permanent Warp Storm, and when I was alive in the 24th Millennium, we only encountered such a planet only twice, and I was able to study such a planet only once.

Because the entire planet Fenran Rex IX. was cold as hell, even with my current strength and body physique, I felt the coldness of Fenran Rex IX. as everything was covered in ice and snow.

The chilling air was freezing; if not for the clothes that I made from the fur of some of the powerful Danger Beasts that I killed in the wilderness, I would have had serious problems surviving in this place. The entire place was troublesome as fuck, and I couldn't wait till I was completely using Warp Energy.

Because I couldn't use most of my conventional methods to travel, I was forced to go on foot. Fortunately, my physique had already reached supernatural levels; if not for that, it would be much more troublesome than right now.

Right now, my understanding of the Warp Energy was almost terrible, and at the same time, I was not really able to grasp the control of the Warp Energy. I already tried it several times, but every time when I attempted it, I felt something was blocking me from the efficient control and usage of the Warp Energy.

I already had some understanding of Warp Energy from the times of the Solar Federation and from the spies that I sent into the Immaterius Universe; a few of them were lucky enough to return; not many were able to, but those who were returned with rather precious information.

And with that and from my own research, I managed to find out, that the Warp itself was somehow sentient or at least something in those lines. If not outright sentient, then the Chaos Gods that existed within the Warp were able to control the Immaterium far better than I had initially expected.

The Chaos Gods were immensely powerful entities, and due to the peculiarities of the Immaterius Universe, they were able to mobilize enormous levels of power; I predicted that their combat prowess was not lower than Tier 13 at the individual rate.

Understanding the power of the Warp and the Immaterium was something that I have been doing for several past years, though I have especially been careful not to catch the attention of any of the Chaos Gods, especially the Four Great Gods of the Warp.

Aside from the Great Four, there existed a bunch of Minor Chaos Gods that were not that powerful like the Great Four, but they were still far more powerful than I was right now, and every single one could squash me like a bug.

Of course, I had a certain trump card, which was part of my true power from the true body hidden within my very own Soul that I had prepared exactly for this occasion. It was the last resort that I prepared before my reincarnation in case something happened to my reincarnation within the Immaterius Universe.

The sheer power that I put into this last failsafe should be enough to obliterate Peak Primarch several times over and kill most of the Tier 13 existences. Unfortunately, I could use this power only a few times, approximately two or three, depending on the output of the energy.

But if it wasn't absolutely inevitable, I wanted to avoid using the failsaves that I installed within my Soul, which were for the transmigration into the Immaterius Universe. Only when I was in the deepest shit would I be able to use these fail-saves to save my hide.

Till now, I was rather focusing on cultivating the different sources of power, preferably my very own physique, which was the best thing to do... Strengthening my physique through the energies of the Warp was a unique experience.

Warp Energy in its purest form was extremely volatile and destructive, a dangerous thing to do anything, and using it on my flesh to temper my physique seemed like utter foolishness to many, but to me, it was the best way to temper my physique.

It wasn't very different from the things that I have done in the past to temper my body; in fact, it was rather similar. It was rather a crude method but an especially effective one because I managed to strengthen my body to a great degree.

On the other hand, replicating my Magic and other abilities through the Immaterium proved to be a tougher nut to crack. Almost impossible one right now because it seemed that my body didn't have an affinity for the Warp itself.

Basically, I couldn't replicate the so-called Psyker Gene from nothing. I already tried several times, based on the information that I had from the times of the Terran Federation, where the Terran Federation conducted extensive research on the Psykers.

We were able to depict the reason for the Psyker Powers manifesting in the people, and its source was the Psyker Gene that some specimens of the human race were carrying. It was something that the Solar Federation, even at its peak, couldn't really replicate by any means.

For me, the sole method is to attune my physique to the Warp and thus allow me to use the Warp far more easily. Right now, due to the lack of the Psyker Gene and only thanks to the power of my Soul, I could use Warp to a certain degree.

But for more delicate usage of the Warp, I needed to create Psyker Gene in my body, and for that, I needed to collect already existing Psyker Genes and modify them for my personal usage.

Unfortunately, because it seemed that this continent lacked Psykers, I couldn't really create the Psyker Gene that I needed.

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The Psyker Gene was something that a person needed to be born with, and it couldn't be replicated artificially. Even though I was doing my best to research the dammed thing, there was zero progress since the time I started, so the only thing that I could do about it right now was to give up.

At least, until I gather some Psyker as experimental subjects for much-needed clinical experiments that were an absolute necessity in this kind of thing.

Psyker...

Psychic powers are sometimes referred to as "sorcery" when they are gained or enhanced through interaction and bargaining with the malevolent entities who exist within the Empyrean.

Psykers were also sometimes called "witches" in the Imperium of Man and among the Aeldari, particularly when such powers are used in a way that they show no regard for the dangers they may spawn for others or are used in pursuit of the agenda of the Chaos Gods. Psychic powers are sometimes referred to by the ignorant in the Imperium as "magic", also spelled "magick".

All Psykers draw their powers from the extradimensional realm of Psychic Energy, the Immaterium or the "Warp" that underlies and penetrates four-dimensional realspace and is the source of all Psychic Energy in the universe.

***

Reaching the outskirts of the continent where he was right now took me approximately one month or so; counting the days in this kind of environment was something rather hard. Often, it was impossible to distinguish between day and night.

Fenran Rex IX. was a cold, frozen world that was most of the time in perpetual darkness, and every time of the day, it seemed like a night. When I arrived at the shores of the continent, standing in front of the enormous cliffs, I noticed that a large part of the ice that was separating the landmasses was frozen.

'The exact size of the Fenran Rex IX. is huge, probably enough to be considered as a Super Planet, so the distance between two continents would be equally tremendous and challenging. Especially when I would be traveling on foot.'

Because I had some records of the Fenran Rex IX. from my time in the Terran Federation, though the records about the planet were pretty obscure, I knew that it was approximately forty times bigger than Terra and was classified as a Super Planet by the Terran Federation.

Planets like these were most often dangerous because flora and fauna adapted to such environments, and thus, the Solar Federation often refrained from entering such planets and sending expeditions there unless there was something on the planet that they desperately needed.

Some creatures living within the planets, like Fenran Rex IX. could destroy Titans and other of the most advanced machines of the war of the Terran Federation. There were many cases where the Terran Federation even attempted to colonize some of such worlds, but most often, it ended in total disaster.

I still remember one occasion when entire Spartan Legions of genetically engineered soldiers were wiped out by hostile fauna that lived in the Super Planet, when the high-ups of the Military Command decided to take the entire planet due to rich deposits of Thorium and several other important metals.

There was no point in thinking about that... right now, the most important thing was to find civilization, gather subjects with the potential Psyker Gene, and regain my strength as fast as possible and as much as possible.

From the reports that I had about the current state of the Milky Way Galaxy, I would really need it.

***

Several weeks later, the outskirts of the continent.

After several weeks, I finally managed to get to the outskirts of the continent where I was located, thankfully. It was becoming a hassle to move just through the frozen wasteland, so finally, there was some change in the enviroment.

If we could even call it that way, because here, on the Fenran Rex IX., the freezing temperatures went to absolute extremes, and even large parts of the oceans and seas were frozen to vast chunks of ice that broke only when some of the super lifeforms living in the seas wanted to get some breath of fresh air.

I had already built myself a makeshift boat, primitive, yes, but it would serve its purpose in transporting me from point A to point B. Hopefully, I will have luck on my side and avoid some of the most troublesome creatures.

Those living in the sea.

Generally, it seemed that the beings living in the sea were always bigger than those living in the land or on the ground.

Something that I was already noticing within the Kadath Universe's various planes and realms, be it Magical Beasts, Monsters, or anything else, something that lived in the depths of the ocean was always bigger, stronger, and more dangerous.

"It looks rather calm..."

Observing the calm ocean that was separating these two continents, I sighed while controlling the makeshift ship to depart from one continent to another. At the same time, I was deeply hoping that I wouldn't attract the attention of some sea monster.

Though I was confident in fighting them, right now, my capabilities were rather limited, and I didn't want to waste my trump cards on something insignificant, such as big fish living in the ocean that decided to make me their dinner.

Fortunately, after several days I have spent on the oceans, aside from the minor turbulence in the form of rather bad weather, everything went smoothly. Right now, after spending more than twenty days on the open ocean, I am probably beyond half of the journey to another continent.

The entire time I spent in meditation, I was trying to draw the chaotic energies of the Warp and refine my physique to a higher degree because it was the best that I could do right now to increase my strength in a short time.

The more I repeated this, the more familiar I became with using the energies of the Immaterium to temper my physique. Unfortunately, the Terran Federation didn't really have an advanced program when it came to cultivating the Psykers.

There were too few of them, and many of them basically embarked on the path of self-training; the training methods of the Terran Federation were crude.

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Only the Aeldari had the powers Immaterium for a very long time; their civilization was old, probably even as more than sixty million years. The information that the Terran Federation gathered about the ancient Aeldari Empire was incomplete, and in the first place, there were not many of them.

Unfortunately for the Terran Federation, the relationship between the Terran Federation and the Aeldari Empire was bad as fuck. Or it would be more suitable to say, the Aeldari looked down on the humankey, calling them "Mon-keigh".

The Mon-keigh were an ancient xenos race that was exterminated by the Aeldari millennia before their first contact with Mankind. The Mon-keigh were described in Aeldari stories and legends as a species of sub-intelligent, cannibalistic beasts that lived in the twilight realm of Koldo.

These misshapen monstrosities invaded the Aeldari lands and subjugated them for many cycles, until they were eventually cleansed from the galaxy by the hero Elronhir.

Since then, Scholars surmise that the word mon-keigh, also spelled mon'keigh, of the Aeldari Lexicon refers to any non-Aeldari species they deem inferior and in need of extermination. In general, it is now a pejorative term used to describe the Humanity.

There was no way that the proud and arrogant Aeldari would share their methods of cultivation of the Warp Energies from the Immaterium. The methods of cultivating the Warp Energies were rare and were only in the hands of the Aeldari, so that left the Terran Federation to only themselves.

They could only do it the most old-fashioned way in trial and error, which resulted in vastly inferior quality Psykers of the Terran Federation because they were self-trained or trained with the methods of the Terran Federation that was built on the trial and error method.

This resulted in not only poor quality of Psykers, but also the Psykers were most often uncontrollable.

Controlling the Warp Energies was an arduous task for anyone, and without a proper method and some fail-safes, the Psykers often faced an uncontrollable burst of the Warp Energy, possession by the Daemons of the Warp, or anything else that could kill them and everything around them.

Fortunately for me, I could control the Warp Energies without many problems with just a little effort. Perhaps I should catch some Aeldari and extract methods of training in Warp Energy control and cultivation of Warp Energies, so I could create something that is best suited for me.

***

Traversing through the frozen oceans of the Fenran Rex IX. was smooth, to my shock and surprise, but nothing serious really happened, and soon enough, approximately five weeks later, I managed to land on another continent.

The one that had civilization on it.

Aside from that, at a later date, I would need to search for some Voidship to leave this planet; my strength was insufficient to tear holes in space for the time being, and at the same time, it would probably remain in this way for a long time.

Ironically, though, if I had my previous strength or at least a small fraction, I could have teleported through the entire Milky Way Galaxy how I wished. I still had coordinates of all important planets of not only the Terran Federation but also the entire Milky Way Galaxy.

So, for the time being, I would need to be content with just the Voidship...

The moment when I arrived at this new continent, it wasn't hard to find traces of human activity in this frozen hellhole; even though it was better compared to the previous one, it was still a wonder how a bunch of ordinary humans could survive here.

For me, or any biologically more powerful and advanced species, it was easy, but for the humans that were frail and weak, especially without advanced technology, it was really something.

Still, Humanity was a very adaptable species; even across all the species that I came across, their adaptability was top-notch, probably only inferior to the Orks of the Immaterius Universe, but the Orks were different chapters altogether.

Especially in the aspect that the Orks were artificially created species and not the natural ones that achieved their state through evolution.

'The traces are fresh; somebody probably passed through here not even ten hours ago...'

It would take some time to reach the place where the traces were leading, probably the humans that lived in this area, were using these shores for fishing.

***

Unknown Continent

The Northern Regions of the Continent were the harshest of the entire continent. They were filled with countless mutated Danger Beasts that roamed the territories of the Northern Regions and were basically the undisputed rulers of the entire place.

But that didn't mean that the humans who lived in the Northern Regions were at the bottom of the food chain. In fact, many of them grouped together and created Clans and Tribes.

The Partas Clan was a clan of hunters who specialized in killing Danger Beasts. The Clan was in a constant struggle for survival, threatened by both the harsh weather conditions and the Danger Beasts they hunted.

Due to that, the Clan adopted the ideology of Social Darwinism, which often led the Clan to produce the strongest Hunters in the not only the Northern Regions, but also the entire continent.

This also allowed them to easily resist the coalition of the Northern Tribes that were coveting the territories of the Partas Clan, which ruled the area that were best. Their territories had a high amount of the Danger Beasts, providing them with basically endless food supplies.

Yet the Partas Clan resisted, not only resisted, but also pushed back the coalition of the Northern Tribes and often took territories from them instead.

"Patriarch, we found signs of the human activity around the shores, approximately three hours ago. They belong to one person, so either it is a spy from the Northern Tribes or some wanderer."

The Patriarch of the Partas Clan was an elderly-looking, blue-haired man who was probably in his sixties, but he still had vigor and vitality in him, no less than any youth. Additionally to that, he had an invisible, powerful aura radiating around him, which made everyone tense just by looking at him.

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It didn't take long for the Partas Clan to dispatch a team to search for the intruder because, according to the scout, the person who intruded into the territory of the Partas Clan was apparently very strong.

It was easy to tell that, judging by the several Danger Beasts that were killed along the way, some of them were rather powerful, something that would require the most powerful hunters of the Partas Clan to bring down.

People of the Fenran Rex IX. adjusted to the hostile environment in their own way. They were hunting down powerful Danger Beasts of the Fenran Rex IX., and by eating their flesh, they gained more powerful physiques and even prolonged lifespans in some cases.

Through generations and generations that were feeding on the corpses of the Danger Beasts, the humans of Fenran Rex IX. breeder several very powerful Hunter Bloodlines that banded together, creating various Families, Clans, Tribes, and other organizations, becoming the true power in this world.

The Hunters were the pinnacle of the world, especially the most powerful ones that could defeat the Super Danger Beasts that could raze down entire mountains in certain cases.

This team of Hunters was personally led by the Patriarch of the Partas Clan, Ezran Partas.

Ezran Partas was considered one of the most powerful Hunters in the entire world; there were only a few such powerful Hunters on the entire planet, Fenran Rex IX.

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MC POV

After I arrived on this continent, after a while, I was immediately attacked by several powerful Danger Beasts; some of them were even comparable to the peak Tier 8 Devil, which was rather surprising news.

Some of them had really powerful innate abilities, so it was rather surprising to see the humans of the Fenran Rex IX. to be able to hunt all of these creatures. For me, killing them wasn't hard; just my physique alone was enough to overcome their power.

Aside from that, for the several millenias that I was alive, I was able to master countless forms of combat and perfect them to the state, where I was one of the best combatants in the entire Kadath Universe.

Dealing with these kinds of Danger Beasts even under these conditions wasn't much of a problem for me. Even though I lacked suitable weapons to deal with them, unfortunately nothing could go with me to the Immaterius Universe, especially no any kinds of weapons.

As unfortunate as it was.

I already gathered some fine materials, so I should be able to refine a proper weapon for myself, one from the rare materials and remains of the Super Danger Beasts that I slayed.

I wasn't a weapon refiner or blacksmith by any means, so everything that I made would be vastly inferior to something that a proficient master could make, but it was also better than nothing.

That I had to admit.

Theoretically speaking, if I could use a bit of my true power to refine the weapon, it should be an artifact of superior quality and power, probably powerful enough to last me until I recover my power to the peak of Tier 11.

Perhaps even beyond that, if it could become a Growth-Type weapon or something, but with the materials that I had on hand, such a thing would be impossible. Still, that was for the future, but I already made a mental note to search for rare materials and other things so I could make some proper equipment.

'Hmm... incoming humans? And from their speed, they should be at the peak of Tier 8, at least one of them has extremely powerful Aura.... and what is that... subconscious manipulation of the Warp Energy from the Immaterium?'

These seemed to be the Hunters of the Fenran Rex IX., I extracted some memories about them from the minds of the Super Danger Beasts that I slayed and the information about them was rather detailed, which was rather surprising.

But the Super Danger Beasts developed strong sentience and their intelligence was not inferior to any human at all, which made them rather dangerous enemies on the field.

The Hunters were something akin to evolved humans, a very dangerous one, especially those who devoured the flesh and heart of the Super Danger Beasts, because there was a strong chance that such humans could obtain the abilities of the Super Danger Beast itself.

Some Super Danger Beasts were born with rather peculiar and powerful abilities, as I have seen. This wasn't really surprising, considering the connection with the Immaterium, the connection that this planet had with the Warp itself.

Some planets had a weird connection with the Warp itself, and when I said weird, it was in a sense that it wasn't corruptive, but rather pure energies of the Immaterium were affecting the planet itself.

Such a thing was rare, and even when the Terran Federation was at its peak, it only encountered a few of such worlds, and most of them were, in the end, lost to the ancient Aeldari Empire, which took the planets from the Terran Federation mostly by brute force and their mastery over the Warp.

In such a world, it was basically safe to practice Psyker powers, and the chances of being attacked by Daemons were very low, in fact. That was the reason why such places had very high value, especially for the Aeldari, who were all Psykers and especially powerful ones.

And as I was pondering over the matter, the Hunters of the Partas Clan already arrived at my position and surrounded me, with no single one opening being left out.

At the same time, they already prepared their weapons and were ready to fight at any moment. Their capabilities were indeed commendable because it was clear that they were indeed expert combatants, with skills high enough to be considered experts even in the Chthonian Empire of Baator.

'The leader is the strongest out of them; based on his strength, he should also probably be the Patriarch of the entire Clan or Tribe.'

Still... the light blue hair and the cross-like symbol were familiar to me for some reason, thougI I don't know where I already seen it.

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We observed each other with the Patriarch of the Hunter Tribe or Clan for a while. I could see that the man was staring at me like I was some dangerous Danger Beast that he wanted to hunt, but at the same time, I could see the apprehension in his eyes.

Most probably, he realized that I was rather dangerous, and now he was judging if I was a threat or not; it would be most preferable if he judged that I wasn't because I didn't really want to fight against them.

All of them were practically peaks of Tier 8, with the Patriarch, their leader was something akin to the Limit of Tier 8 like it was in the Higher Dimensional World of the Baator and was far more powerful than the average peak Tier 8 individual.

Aside from that, I could feel something hidden in his body, something very powerful and troublesome. And mainly due to this, I didn't really want to fight with him because it would greatly consume my Energy Reserves that I have painstakingly created.

Not to mention, they most probably brought with them something and equipment that could help them restrain Tier 9.

I didn't really wish to waste my precious energy on the pointless fights until I made this vessel Psyker and obtained a stable connection to the Immaterium that would freely allow me to use the energies of the Warp I intended to lay low.

If I had a stable connection to the Immaterium, then one move from me would be more than enough to wipe all of these people out. Unfortunately, now I could do the only thing in this situation, something I didn't do in many, many millenias...

Negotiation.

"Greetings, foreigner."

Surprisingly, it was the leader of the Hunters who spoke the first word to me... It was highly probable that neither the Hunters wished to fight me, all things considered, especially If I wasn't hostile to them from the start.

It would be just a waste of time and manpower, both things that were practically invaluable within the conditions of the Fenran Rex IX. this planet was too harsh, and conditions were too terrible for the people picking up fighting with everyone around.

In fact, it was best to either kill someone instantly without suffering any losses or to avoid fighting altogether to preserve their strength. I already had suspicions that I was, in a certain way, under the watch of the Four Great Chaos Gods and the Emperor of Mankind.

And perhaps the other beings of a similar level that had the same presence within the Warp as the Emperor or the Four Great Chaos Gods. There were tales that nothing that happened within the Realms of the Immaterium escaped the sight of these entities.

They were one with the Empyrean Realm and were able to monitor everything that was taking place there, including the fact that I was able to siphon energies from the Immaterium for my own devices.

"Greetings... just for the note, I am just passing by your territory, and I will be soon gone."

I returned the greeting to the leading Hunter, though neither of us lowered our guard, and the people that the man brought with him were ready to attack just as they were before.

Even though we established some preliminary conversation, it meant nothing, and the situation could still evolve into a fight.

"You seem to be pretty strong for just some random foreigner..."

The blue-haired man squinted his eyes when he observed me. Clearly, he was still suspicious of me; it seemed that something must be going on in this region for them to be this tense.

Perhaps their Tribe or Clan was right now embroiled in a war against the other factions living in the same area or region?

Such an answer was highly possible; in harsh conditions like this, every square meter of soil was worth more than the purest gold, and it was only respectable that the various factions living in this place would be waging war for the resources.

It was like this in every place of existence, just in places like this, where resources and even living spaces were not only scarce, they were considered luxurious of the highest grade, the battles and fights for the resources and living space were at the same time war for the very own survival of people living here.

"Perhaps."

I smiled back, knowing that the man was going to fish for more information.

"Your own strength is also impressive, and that connection with the Immaterium of yours... ts, ts, ts... I wonder how the Daemons of Warp haven't yet destroyed your entire faction."

I had some rudimentary understanding of the Immaterium and the modus operandi of the Four Great Chaos Gods. They would never allow someone to use the energies of the Warp freely; they were pretty arrogant about the Immaterium and considered the entire Realm of the Empyrean as their personal property.

Thus, every single time someone attempted to use the energies of the Warp, it would come to the attention of the Four Great Chaos Gods. And it would always end very badly for the person who caught the attention of one of the Four Great Chaos Gods.

In fact, catching the attention of any Chaos God was worse than being dead because one could be certain that he would receive the most gruesome death possible or even a fate worse than death itself.

'Incorporated Energies of the Warp into their very own bloodlines, but there is no corruption... Fascinating, not even their Souls are tainted a bit by the Ruinous Powers or anything like that, and there are no physical deformities or any other possible signs of the Chaos corrupting them.'

Just a brief observation from close quarters was all I needed to know about their peculiar situation: they were somehow able to incorporate the Energies of the Immaterium into their existence without being corrupted by it.

This was a feat that was achieved by only a few.

Even in the Terran Federation, I could only count a few people who were able to achieve something like this.

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The people in front of me were really particular and unique cases.

"Power and unbreakable will... for us, the Daemons of the Warp are just different kinds of prey, albeit more difficult and dangerous than ordinary ones, but nevertheless, they are just prey."

I could see the man who spoke meant for all of its meaning.

"I am Ezran Partas, Patriarch of the Partas Clan, which rules this area of the Northern Regions. It seems that you are not really from the Northern Tribes or the Northern Regions as a whole."

When the man introduced himself, I knew that I was correct. He was the leader of one of the Tribes that ruled this area. The fact that the Partas Clan ruled such vast lands in such a hostile environment was a credit to their strength and power.

"Jeron Egan Butler."

The name that I hadn't used or heard for several thousand years brought me an unprecedented amount of nostalgia, regret, and perhaps even happiness. Who knows? I wasn't really used to the feelings of this kind; it was pretty weird.

Jeron Egan Butler was the name that I had when I was still human, living in the 25th millennium of the Golden Age of Humanity, the Golden Age of Technology, and the times when the Terran Federation of Terra spread its wings through the Milky Way Galaxy.

There were times when the other races of the Milky Way Galaxy covered before humanity and its military might, and even the proud and ancient Aeldari Empire was looking cautiously at the Solar Federation.

Jeron Egan Butler was the identity of one of the most prominent scientists in the Solar Federation who developed weapons of mass destruction to be used in a potential and purely hypothetical war against the Aeldari Empire.

However, a lot of the weapons and inventions that I created changed the methods of warfare of the Solar Federation. Many of them exterminated the Orkish forces in an instant, or were the reason for the genocide of countless species that the Terran Federation wanted to get rid of.

It felt weird, in fact, to use this name after approximately... what it was?

Thirteen thousand years or fourteen thousand years already?

Still...

It was bringing a certain feeling of satisfaction to me... at least.

"Not very Fenrisian name... sounds like one of the foreigners from the stars."

While the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe had a cautious tone of voice when he spoke, I could sense that he was very about me, probably even more when I said my name. Indeed, according to what I gathered, it was in nature closer to the Imperium of Man, than the Fenrisian culture and traditions.

It was evident that these people didn't really like the foreigners or practically anyone who wasn't one of them. Coupled with their warlike tendencies and warrior culture, it would be rather hard to gain their trust or anything.

But if there was one thing that I learned about cultures like this, it was that they all respected the strong and powerful, regardless of their origin. People like Ezran Partas respected power above everything else and were strict believers in the philosophy of survival of the fittest.

Which wasn't that different from the ideology that we had in the Chthonian Empire of the Baator or the Douluo Principal World. Practically everyone within the Kadath Universe who was part of the higher leadership of my little universe followed very similar principles and ideas.

One could say that our culture was pretty much similar.

"We could consider it that way... but the more important question would be, what now?"

I knew that the situation wouldn't really devolve into a fight, because if they wanted to attack me, they would have ambushed me right from the start. As the proper top hunters, they would never allow themselves to waste this opportunity.

"Someone of your strength would be a great addition to the forces of our Tribe, especially now when we are going to war against the Northern Tribes. So, I have a deal for you, Sir Butler. I would like to invite you to be a guest of our Tribe, in exchange for some of your requests."

Hearing that, I was seriously considering his request because it was a tempting one. In this world, I needed resources and information, something that I didn't really have access to right now; Partas Tribe would certainly be a good starting point.

They were fairly powerful enough, and they had a certain sense of honor that was very useful in the situation because he wouldn't really need to fear that they would scheme or betray him that fast.

And judging based on the fact that they were preparing for war against their rivals, probably wanting to unify the entire region under their leadership and rule, it was clear they would be pretty helpful.

I could obtain more resources and their help, by helping them in the war against the Northern Tribes.

"I just want information, technology, and knowledge of the Psykers. We could even help each other with this."

Hearing that, I agreed, Ezran Partas nodded because he was satisfied that he managed to obtain a powerful helper for the Partas Tribe against their rivals, the Northern Tribes. He knew that with a powerful addition like me, he, the Partas Tribe, would be able to win the war much more easily.

Though I seriously doubted that the Partas Tribe needed my help in the first place, they were fairly powerful from what I saw. It was clearly evident that this Tribe of human hunters on the Fenran Rex IX. was unique by some standart.

"Then we can depart back to the Icecrown Citadel."

With that being said, the entire entourage of the Partas Tribe lowered their weapons, and soon enough, we started moving toward the Icecrown Citadel.

The Icecrown Citadel was the capital city of the Partas Tribe. It was one of the largest cities on this side of the continent, according to what I learned from the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe.

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The journey to the Icecrown Citadel was long.

According to the orders of the Patriarch, Ezran Partas took it slow; they were not in a hurry because the season was bad, and there were more Danger Beasts out there than during the usual time.

This was a unique opportunity to observe the working of the hunters of the Partas Tribe as they were carrying out the reconnaissance of the terrain, or how they dealt with the occasional Danger Beasts that were on the way.

"At this time of the year, there are many Danger Beasts active. Many of them are emerging from their lairs because winter is coming, so they are going to have their fill of food before many would go into deep slumber during the winter."

During the time we were traveling, I was having a discussion with the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe. The man was more amiable than he seemed, at least after a few minutes, though, that should be mostly because of my strength.

It was interesting to learn about the flora and fauna of the Fenran Rex IX. and the methods that the locals were using to not only survive but to thrive in this kind of hostile environment to everything moved.

"Is this common?"

Something similar was also in the Higher Dimensional World of the Baator, usually during the Long Night.

The Long Night took place every few decades; sometimes, it was once per century or even more than a century.

Or when the Magical Beasts and Monster population hit the limits in certain areas, which would usually result in them creating Magical Beasts Hordes that would attack cities, settlements, and practically everything in their path.

"Yes, during the centuries and centuries, only the strongest could survive on the planet. Usually, the weaker settlements and factions are wiped out every time, either before the Long Night or during the Long Night. Not many could survive the endless hordes of the Danger Beasts that are swarming almost everywhere."

The environment of the Fenran Rex IX. wasn't really nice, and the people who wanted to survive needed to adapt to the environment. Or else they would be devoured by them once for all...

"How many factions are on this continent are considered to be on your level?"

I was curious about how many factions or something like that existed in the hellhole. There shouldn't be many of them, the population of the planet Fenran Rex IX. was rather low, at least from what I have seen.

However, that could be just my own assumption, and it was said that in the southern parts of this continent, it was much higher than in the North. The environment of the southern regions was much better, and the winters were not as drastic as those of the northern areas of the continent.

"Not many... aside from the Partas Tribe, the Northern Hemisphere of the continent has only another faction that is on a similar level like the Partas Tribe, the Northern Tribes. They are coalitions of several tens of Clans and Tribes that were unified by one of the largest Tribes in the entire Northern Hemisphere. Though in terms of military might, they couldn't compare to even a fraction of the might of the Partas Tribe."

This wasn't that surprising to hear, because every single hunter of the Partas Tribe was very powerful; it was clear that the Partas Tribe was going for quality over quantity. Even though they were numerically outnumbered by the Northern Tribes, they were still stronger than anyone else.

"And the situation in the south?"

The political situation in the Northern Hemisphere of the continent was more than clear, but only one in the Southern part of the continent remained unclear.

"The South is warmer than the North, much warmer, and the population is approximately ten to fifteen times larger. There are even some nations in the South, a few Kingdoms, and there were rumors that even two Empires were established approximately one hundred years ago, but nothing is confirmed for sure. Not many people from the South are able to cross through the Central Ridge Mountain Range and survive the harsh winters of the North."

I learned much from talking with the Patriarch Partas; the Southern situation was much more complicated and stressful. There were many more humans living in the South due to a much better environment, and even the Danger Beasts were less powerful.

Though they lacked in powers, they were made up for by their sheer numbers because, in the South, species that had strong reproductive abilities lived. There were not many Super Danger Beasts living in the South, and thus, the people in the South had more time to wage war against each other.

"The ambition of the Partas Tribe is to unite the Northern Hemisphere of the continent under our rule. The sole obstacle that we have are the Northern Tribes; even though they are not a match for the might of the Partas Tribe, we need to cull down their numbers."

The Northern Tribes are something akin to a confederation of Tribes, Clans, and some other factions. They were unified approximately seventy years ago by one of the largest Tribes, the Numa Tribe, and currently, it is led by Prince Numa Seika.

The members of the Northern Tribes had relatively strong autonomy, depending on the personal strengths and numbers of each of the Tribes. This kind of internal divide made the Northern Tribes weak because there was no unified central command or anything like that.

"And for what end? Does the Partas Tribe have another goal aside from dominating the entire region of the North?"

I was wondering if there was more to it or not...

"Resources, ores, metals, meat, Danger Beasts, and access to better technologies. There were records that there were large mining operations in the Central Ridge Mountain Range and the surrounding areas in the Golden Age, so there is a high possibility that there are still remains of the olden age. We can obtain that to boost our strength and survivability. The Northern Tribes will be either assimilated by our ways or exterminated."

I quickly searched through my memories stored in the Architect about this, and indeed, it was true: within the Central Ridge Mountain Range of the Feris Continent, as it was called, there were enormous mining stations.

And...

They should even contain a whole bunch of STCs.

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"And here we are... the Icecrown Citadel or the Icecrown Fortress City. In fact, this place was built in the Golden Age of Technology by the human explorers that arrived at the Fenran Rex IX. and during the Old Night, it was mostly maintained by the rogue Artificial Intelligences that were possessed by the Daemons."

The Old Night, Rebellion of the Men of Iron...

"They managed to maintain this place for several millennia before they were finally defeated by the humans of the Feris Continent and established here the first Kingdom more than one thousand years ago."

When we arrived at the gates of the Icecrown Fortress City, or the Icecrown Citadel, I couldn't help but marvel at its magnificence. The Icecrown Citadel was clearly made by someone from the Golden Age of Technology.

"The Icecrown Citadel was built as one of the first things when the first colonists arrived at the Fenran Rex IX. thus, it had always boasted of the most formidable defenses, and it was also built in the most defensible position in the entire Feris Continent. Even though most of the weapons are replaced due to the passage of time, even right now, we can still defend this place against armies several times bigger than our own."

The Icecrown Citadel was built in the mountain range, more precisely, in a valley, carved into the mountains themselves, creating an enormous mountain city. I could see some really advanced pieces of technology that people have maintained to this day.

"Some of these weapons are old for several millennia; how did you manage to maintain them till this day?"

It was rather surprising because I could see that they were more than ten millennia old, but they were still in very good condition. They were made by the high-end facilities of the Solar Terran Federation and were made from experimental materials that were speculated to withstand the passage of time for many, many millennia.

Some of these weapons were actually of my very own design, especially the main Particle Proto Canons that were installed across the entire mountain range, and one shot from them could bring down an entire starship.

Now, I could see the reason why the Partas Clan could maintain their position of power and prestige across the entire Northern Areas of the Fenris Continent without trouble. With the weapons and defenses they had here, there were only a few possibilities for the enemies to take over this place.

Probably the most suitable one with a high success rate would be to surround the several-kilometer area of the Icecrown Citadel and starve them down. Direct siege and attack on the Icecrown Citadel would be suicide without the same level of firepower or, most probably, far higher firepower than the Partas Clan owned.

"Our ancestors managed to recover several STCs that contained knowledge of these weapons, how to maintain them, and how to construct them. Across many generations of the Partas Tribe, we managed to create a rather stable educational system among our people so that we can construct and recreate many technologies from the mythical Golden Age of Technology."

It was rather fascinating, but it wasn't something unexpected.

Across countless human colonies of the Solar Terran Federation, there were countless STCs, and each colony had at least one complete STC database. In most cases, there were several complete STC databases present, which allowed the survivors of the fall to recover them and obtain at least some technology.

"So this is the reason why you became the collective target for the Northern Tribes? Probably spouting some nonsense about hoarding all technology and advancements for yourself... in the end, in front of power, nothing else matters..."

It wasn't that hard to understand; it was most probable that the Partas Tribe was the sole faction within the entire Northern Area of the Feris Continent that had access to the advanced technology within the STCs.

The Partas Tribe was essentially hoarding the technologies for themselves, using them to enhance their strength to a really high degree, especially compared to the other factions within the Northern Area of the Feris Continent.

And he had to admit that they did it smartly because they kept it low and slow. They were not even aiming to conquer the new territories or anything, but they were just gathering their strength for centuries.

Only after they gathered enough power did they decide to act and unify the entire Northern Area of the Feris Continent, up to the Central Ridge Mountain Range of the Feris Continent.

Truly befitting the Tribe of Hunters.

"Yes, but they are not really a threat. Even though they have various degrees of technological levels, they lack the firepower and also, in the terms, powerhouses to compete against the Partas Tribe. Preferably, we want them to attack the Icecrown Citadel. We have been feeding them false information for decades, killing everyone who still remembered some important information about the Icecrown Citadel and destroying most of the written records of the Icecrown Citadel and technological levels of the Partas Tribe... in short... we have done everything in our power to prepare the perfect trap possible."

As I listened to the explanations of the Ezran Partas, I knew they did everything in their power to force the Northern Tribes to attack the Icecrown Citadel at all costs. It was pretty smart of them to do this; they were using their advantages to their very own limits.

"And if they ever attack the Icecrown Citadel, they will face doom. Though, how did you manage all of that? Even the blind could see the defenses of the Icecrown Citadel from miles away, so hiding it away would be rather an arduous thing to do."

There was only one possibility for them to achieve something like this.

They must have infiltrated the Northern Tribes, and on a very deep level, on that.

"The Northern Tribes are not as united as they seem. Within the Northern Tribes, many of the original factions, Tribes and Clans still maintain high power within the Northern Tribes, and many think that their leader, Prince, is nothing more than a figurehead to the Elder Council. There were many opportunities to send our people into the Northern Tribes and from there on... everything is rather easy."

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From the talks of Patriarch Ezran Partas about the situation of the Northern Tribe, it was rather logical that they were in this kind of situation.

Because the Northern Tribes were unified by brute force by the Numa Tribe several decades ago, many Clans and Tribes were merged into the entity that is called the Northern Tribes nowadays.

This created room for the Partas Tribe to infiltrate the Northern Tribes at will and even managed to insert many of their people into the Northern Tribes, which would then create a lot of trouble.

The Partas Tribe didn't wish just to conquer the Northern Areas of the Feris Continent; they also wanted to completely destroy the Northern Tribe and annihilate most of their people.

Mostly because there was too much bad blood between the Partas Tribe and the Northern Tribes. Not to mention, the factions that were creating the Northern Tribes had vastly different ideologies from that of the Partas Tribe.

This meant that the complete assimilation of the majority of the Northern Tribes was already a lost cause. So, the sole possible option was just to annihilate all those who could not be assimilated into the greater Partas Tribe, and those who could would become one with them.

"You are back later than I thought, Father."

I saw there a tall, beautiful, young, slender woman with long, light blue hair and blue eyes. She wore a military apparel with long sleeves with buttons on the upper arms, a blue scarf on her neck high-heeled boots, and a peaked hat that had the crest of his clan on the front.

She also has a runic tattoo on her chest, which radiated a mild Warp Energy signature, which was a sign of her ability. Not only the Warp Energy, but it also radiated a certain coldness, so I knew that her abilities were closely related to the concept of ice itself.

"And this is my dear daughter, Esdeath Partas, the Heiress of the Partas Tribe, one of the best Generals in our army, and also one of the strongest people within the entire Partas Tribe."

The connection between them was more than obvious, not only due to their unique hair color, which should also be some genetic trait among the direct lineage of the Partas Tribe.

Everyone in the Partas Tribe shared a common bloodline, though the members of the main clan were far less numerous and were also the strongest out of them all. The genetic traits among the direct lineage of the Partas Tribe were very strong.

"It is my pleasure, Lady Partas."

I greeted her politely, getting back a slight nod of acceptance. I knew this time, she was probably even more battle-hungry than Vali when he was younger, but at the same time, her self-control was something remarkable.

She could control her bloodlust and thirst for the good battle very well, practically hiding it so much that I wouldn't be able to detect it if not for living with several people like that. Vali and Hela were the same case, Sigmar to a certain degree as well, especially with the battle lust.

Though her strength was something...

She was around twenty years old, but her strength was already reaching that of her father. In just a few more years, she could reach the same heights as her father.

Meanwhile, I could sense her gaze on me. It was very similar to how Hela used to look at me when we had just met; there was a lot of intrigue, excitement, eagerness, battle-lust, and weirdly enough... desire?

"You are strong... very strong."

In a flash of a moment, she appeared in front of me, scrutinizing me from tips to toes, as she looked straight into my eyes. I could see literal stars forming in her eyes when she was scanning me because I was sure that she could sense my power.

Most interesting...

This was some sort of ability that was very similar to those of the Danger Beasts, which allowed her to sense the danger and strength of potential enemies or foes. I already noticed that this was rather common among the Hunters of the Partas Tribe, though depending on their power, it varied.

Some of them had rather weak danger senses, while some, like Ezran Partas and his daughter, Esdeath Partas, had very powerful and developed ones.

"Not now, Esdeath. Sir Butler is the guest of the Partas Tribe, and right now, we have some serious matters to discuss. You can have your fight at a later date after we finish the more important matters."

The annoyance in Patriarch Partas's voice was evident; it was clear that he was annoyed by the behavior of his daughter. He knew very well; this was also a bit shameful behavior for the Heiress of the Partas Tribe, so I tried to pretend not to see anything.

"Ts... I will return later for our spar."

The Heiress of the Partas Tribe and one of the Generals of their armies, harumphed, turned around, and left the place.

"I must apologize for my daughter's behavior, but she has a rather personality and could be stubborn."

Ezran Partas sighed with a defeated tone as we then entered through the gates of the Citadel into the valley, which was basically one colossal city carved into the mountains and built in this valley.

Just from the life signs alone, there were tens of thousands of people living in the Icecrown Citadel. Aside from the original structures that were built by the colonists of the Solar Terran Federation, there were many that were built by their descendants during and after the Old Night.

The city was expanded several times, deep into the mountains and underground, creating the enormous complex that is the Icecrown Citadel today.

"You have built something truly splendid... when it was exactly conquered from the rogue Artificial Intelligences?"

I asked while we walked through the busy streets of the Icecrown Citadel; the place was full of people, and most of them looked rather similar, especially in the outfits, because everyone was wearing the combat outfits of the Hunters.

And another common thing among the people was that everyone had hair of the blue color, albeit of many shades, signifying their position within the Partas Tribe and where they belonged on the scales of the Bloodline Lineage.

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"Somewhere after the end of the Old Night, the exact date was basically lost, but even after the Partas Tribe took control of this place, my ancestors found several rogue Artificial Intelligences hibernating in the depths of the mountain, sealed in the Vaults."

They should also be the reason the Partas Tribe managed to acquire so many advanced technologies.

If they managed to capture a few rogue Artificial Intelligences, it was highly possible that the Partas Tribe was either keeping them alive and squeezing information from them or they already extracted what they wanted to get from them.

"But now let's get to the more important matters we have on hand."

Patriarch Ezran Partas stated as he looked at me. We walked through the long corridors of the Citadel of the Icecrown Fortress City, which was full of people. There were many guards within this place, all top Hunters of the Partas Tribe, standing ever vigilant over this place.

It didn't take them long before we arrived at his study, which was full of trophies from the hunts. There were several skulls of beasts that I could safely tell belonged to the Super Danger Beasts, the most powerful variants of the Danger Beasts on the Fenran Rex IX.

"I need technology to leave this planet. Does this planet have a completely intact Voidship?"

There were several reasons why I decided to even return to the Immaterius Universe, considering the threat that this Universe represented to me right now. Especially with the Chaos Gods and a slight error on my part, as I underestimated the powers of the Immaterius Universe.

"We don't... as far as I can tell, we found only some wreckage and some destroyed Voidships from the Golden Age and many from the times of the Great Crusade, but that is all. Nothing that could fly and enter the Void, not to mention safely crossing through the Immaterium."

I frowned a bit, but it was already within my expectations. This planet was too cut from the outside and probably since the times of the Great Crusade, there was zero to no contact with the different Planets or traversing the space.

"And technology to construct one?"

If there were no Voidships capable of spaceflight, then I needed technology to construct one; unfortunately for me, my power wasn't enough to teleport to the planets where I wanted to go, so I needed to use this old-fashioned method.

I needed to get into the Webway so I could search for the Black Library of the ancient Aeldari Empire and then go to the Necron Tomb World, to find the main database of their technologies.

They were superior to even the current technology of the Chthonian Empire when it came to many technological areas.

"Actually, yes, there are records of small shipyards somewhere in the southern part of the Feris Continent, but it is nothing concrete. Many have searched for it in the south, but apparently, nobody has found it."

Unfortunately, even though I had access to the records from the Golden Age of Technology, there was no shipyard built during the Golden Age of Technology on the Fenran Rex IX., even though this planet was considered of high importance to the Terran Federation at the time.

Terran Federation only built a few ports here, though. Almost none of them survived the passage of time, and all were destroyed in the process. So, if I wanted to construct fully functioning Voidships capable of safely traversing through the Immaterium, I needed appropriate technology.

Even though I had all the knowledge that I needed, I lacked the materials and parts; it was nigh impossible to make a Voidship from scratch. Fortunately, if I could get my hands on enough parts of the destroyed Voidships, I could patch them together and create a well-functioning Voidship.

"I am willing to help you against the Northern Tribe and even elevate the technological level of the Partas Tribe as much as possible in exchange for your help in gathering all materials for the construction of the spaceship for me or the shipyard."

As I said in my proposal, the Patriarch of the Ezran Partas pondered over my proposal for some time before he nodded in agreement. I knew that he would agree without any problems, because, in the end, the Partas Tribe would be the ultimate winner of this deal.

They would get help in their unification of the Northern Area of the Feris Continent, but most importantly, they would get more advanced technology from me, which was something invaluable for the Partas Tribe.

This would enhance their power several times, especially in the areas of defense, medicine, mining, and resource gathering.

For the Partas Tribe, what they wanted the most was to achieve the automation of their entire production and resource gathering so their members could focus on war and advance their art of war.

"Then we have the agreement. In three years or so, we have information about the most serious overpopulation of the Danger Beasts in the Southern Area of the Feris Continent; we plan to use this wave to wipe out most of the Southern factions. That way, we can just sweep through what has remained down on the south."

Indeed, this would be the best method to get rid of the Southern factor without much effort. However, it would be highly problematic to deal with such a huge Danger Beast wave at a later date.

"Do you have a plan to deal with the Danger Beast wave? If they overpopulated and wiped out everything down from the Central Ridge Mountain Range of the Feris Continent."

If the Danger Beasts behaved exactly like the Magical Beasts of the Higher Dimensional World of Baator, they would try to cross through the Central Ridge Mountain Range and attack the Northern Area of the Feris Continent for sure.

If they are being led by Super Danger Beasts that have very high intellect and intelligence, they will represent a serious danger for the Partas Tribe the moment they cross the Central Ridge Mountain Range.

"Yes, and because of that, we need to unite the entire North as soon as possible."

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"Central Ridge Mountain Range would be the best kind of defense for us. There are not many places where the whole hordes of the Danger Beasts could cross, so we need to defend those positions. If we fortify them enough, we can depend on heavy firepower to decrease the number to a manageable degree, and then, the Hunter could clear the rest."

Indeed, betting everything on the fortifications of the Central Ridge Mountain Range was dangerous, but at the same time, it was also the best possible bet they had. I could see that the Central Ridge Mountain Range was the best defensive point of the entire continent.

If the Partas Tribe wanted to effectively defend against the Danger Beast horde, the best bet would be to fortify the passages across the Central Ridge Mountain Range to the extreme.

Then, using the heavy firepower to curb their numbers, and then the Hunters and other troops of the Partas Tribe would finish the job.

"What about using the captured soldiers of the Northern Tribes as cannon fodder? It would be much safer than to just kill them all..."

I proposed to Patriarch Ezran Partas, who seemed to be pondering over my proposal.

"We already considered this proposal, but it was rather problematic. We don't really have the means of controlling such a large number of people from the Northern Tribes. If we capture them, there is a very high possibility of them rebelling and causing even greater damage to us, and that is something we cannot allow, especially during a critical time like this one."

This was indeed representing a grave problem for the Partas Tribe, and I could see why they were reluctant to use the prisoners and remnants of the Northern Tribes. If they had a feasible method for it, they would have very good cannon fodder against the Danger Beasts.

"That is indeed a grave concern, though I may have several solutions for the problem."

This problem with the captives from the Northern Tribes could be solved through several methods.

The easiest of them, was the one that would use the current technology of the Partas Tribe that was on the sufficient level, and it was to create something akin to Slave Chips that would be subsequently implanted into their brains.

Ensuring their unquestionable loyalty.

Another one would use the same thing, though, with the Warp Energy from the Immaterium. This method was more problematic because it would require me to devise the method in the first place, which, in fact, wasn't that hard, but the hard thing would be to teach it to others.

This method was even better than using the Slave Chip implantation into their brains because it chained their very own soul. If someone from the prisoners was proficient in the usage of the Psychic Powers and was a Psyker, they could destroy the Chips.

"I could either give you the blueprints for the creation of the Slave Chips that could be implanted into the brain of the person, or I can method of chain their soul to create absolute obedience. I would recommend using the second method because it was relatively safer compared to the first one; if someone from the captives is a Psyker or has some, even rudimentary, mastery over the Warp Energy, they would be able to either disable or destroy the Slave Chip in their brain."

Even though using the Slave Chips would be easier and faster, it was also less reliable than that of using the Warp Seal on their soul to chain them. Even though I would need to teach the Sorcerers of the Partas Tribe, we can get more from that than using the Slave Chips.

"Then I would like the second method. Of course, the Partas Tribe would comply with everything, and you would have the resources of the entire Partas Tribe available at your disposal."

Hearing that, I nodded at Patriarch Ezran Partas. With this being said, we finished our discussion, and subsequently, they showed me my quarters for the time being.

***

Icecrown Fortress City, Northern Area of the Feris Continent, Fenran Rex IX.

Several days have passed since I arrived at the Icecrown Citadel City together with the members of the Partas Tribe. For the time being, I spent most of the time acclimatizing myself to their standards of technology and giving advice to the Partas Tribe's scientists and researchers.

As I predicted, the technological level of the Partas Tribe was rather good; they managed to get their hands on a good number of STCs.

Even though, in this age, seeing a complete STC database was basically impossible, the Partas Tribe was lucky to find a lot of STCs containing the military technology of the Terran Solar Federation.

Aside from the military technology, their level of genetic engineering and medicinal technology was also very good; overall, one could say that they were rather advanced, and their education level was also very stable and advanced for the state that their civilization was.

Due to that, they were often taking my advice and notes with great interest, and within a few hours, they were able to solve many of their technical obstacles and create advances by leaps and bounds.

Just within these few days that I have spent with them, they were able to advance their technology by whole decades, which was already a staggering result. However, due to the fact that they have a very stable system, with a few of their problems being solved, they were able to implement the solutions almost immediately.

The only problem these days was the daughter of the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe, Esdeath Partas, who was essentially constantly annoying me for having a duel with her. And one could say that she was especially annoying and very confident of getting what she wanted.

She was very similar to Hela; her battle lust and thirst for power were something that I already recognized, and I knew that she wouldn't take no for an answer.

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"And now the method is finished... it should be working even against relatively more powerful Psykers. Fortunately, we already have something similar back home, though adjusting the things from home to the standards of the Immaterium is rather hard."

It required a lot of work, but after several days, I was able to recreate the methods of the Chthonian Empire to the standards of the Immaterium. Using the Warp to recreate the Soul Seals was hard, but at the same time, I was aware that a powerful Psyker could break through the Seals.

However, the moment I became Psyker, I would be able to adjust the Slave Soul Seals and upgrade them tremendously, so it would be far harder to break them apart.

Another of the bonuses from cooperating with the Partas Tribe was the access to the Psyker Gene that the Partas Tribe gave me. After coming to an agreement with the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe, Ezran Partas allowed me to have the corpses of all Psykers that they had in their possession.

And there were a lot of them, in fact.

After collecting the DNA from the Psyker corpses and conducting some preliminary experiments, I was able to deduce rather quickly where the Psyker Gene was located and what exactly it was.

Right now, I am in the process of extracting the Psyker Gene from approximately fifteen corpses of Psykers. All of them belonged to the hostile factions of the Partas Tribe that the Partas Tribe gave me.

Unfortunately, neither of the Psykers was very powerful, so I needed a lot of them to get a rather high-quality Psyker Gene for my further experiments. With some possibility, I could synthesize high-quality Psyker Gene from the low-quality ones with a bit of luck.

The Psyker Gene within the body of the Psykers proved to be pretty volatile, and any experiments done with the Psyker Gene were very hard. A single mistake could lead to a great explosion or even worse consequences.

Every single Psyker Gene contained traces of the Immaterium and rather potent Warp Energy, something that was rather dangerous to tamper with.

Due to the unstable state of the Warp, there was a high possibility of the Warp Energy erupting from the Psyker Gene, which in turn could attract the attention of the denizens of the Warp.

Something that we were rather poorly prepared for in this place. While the Partas Tribe was rather advanced in the aspect of technology, primarily due to the recovered STCs from the Golden Age of Technology and some of the Imperial Technology of the Imperium of Man, their advancements of the Psyker Arts...

That was an entirely different category.

When it came to the Imperial Technology of the Imperium of Man, the sole thing that I could say about it... It was an aberration of everything that I ever did. Their stupid worship of the technology created by the humans in the Golden Age, to the degree that it became an entire cult, was mad.

And their rejection of everything that was created by the humans as heretical was...

Foolish.

"I need more samples; this is far from enough to create high-quality Psyker Gene... unfortunately, the quality of Psykers on the Fenran Rex IX. is subpar, and there were not many legacies of the Psykers left here from the Golden Age of Terran Federation."

Psyker Gene, who decided who would become Psyker and who would not, could appear in any human from all over humanity. There was no method to find out who may be a carrier of the Psyker Gene.

In the end, this inability of our technology has probably caused our fall at the peak of the Golden Age... a certain part of me was glad that I died before the Terran Federation collapsed into something called the Old Night.

"Could I supplement it with the Psyker Gene of the Danger Beasts... no, probably not; the conflict between origins would be too powerful. Excavation is impossible; the Psyker Gene collapses approximately several days after the death of the bearer, and from there on, one could obtain only remnants."

The sole remaining option would be to ask Patriarch Partas to help him collect the Psyker Gene from the other Psykers. There were not many of them in the first place, and right now, the only place within the entire Northern Area of the Feris Continne that had a relatively high concentration was the Northern Tribes.

However, the Partas Tribe would not wage war against the Northern Tribes prematurely, and they would wait for the Northern Tribes to launch the attack on the Partas Tribe so that they could act from the position of defense.

***

After my discussion with Patriarch Ezran Partas, he told me to visit his daughter because she had information about some information about another place that had a rather high concentration of the Psykers in the Northern Area of the Feris Continent.

Apparently, there was a particular faction within the Northern Area of the Feris Continent that had the highest concentration of the Psykers, or Sorcerers as they were called here, aside from the Northern Tribes.

It seemed that General Esdeath Partas was lobbying for the Partas Tribe to attack and wipe out this faction before they could ally with the Northern Tribes. They also had a rich Psyker legacy, and if it could be used by the Partas Tribe, it would significantly enhance the power of the Partas Tribe.

The Tribe right now greatly lacked the legacy of the Psyker Arts, so this would make up for their weakness.

"So you came to fulfill our agreement for the duel?"

The moment I appeared in front of her doors, she already appeared behind me with a smile on her face as she was radiating strong excitement and battle lust at the thought. I did promise her the fight, and seeing the situation right now, there was no other choice.

Dealing with the battle maniacs like her, the only solution was either to escape or to give in.

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"At a later date, right now, I need something else."

I stated while sitting down across the Heiress of the Partas Tribe and also the general of her armies of the Partas Tribe. I had to admit that Esdeath Partas had a rather peculiar aura around her, though, at the same time, it was rather exciting.

"As long as you will fulfill your promise of a good fight, then it's good..."

She revealed a toothy grin as she smiled at me... it was clear that for her, the thought of the fight against me was a pretty exciting thing.

"I want information about the Frozen Coven. Apparently, the Partas Tribe is interested in conquering them, and coincidentally, I need their corpses."

The corpses of the Sorcerers from the Frozen Coven would be invaluable resources for my research on the Psyker Gene.

There was a whole bunch of them, according to the information about the Frozen Coven that the Partas Tribe had, there were approximately something between fifty and sixty Psykers within the Frozen Coven.

"You are setting your sights on the Frozen Coven? Even the Partas Tribe is being rather cautious about them due to their Psychic powers."

The Heiress of the Partas Tribe looked at me in something that couldn't be described otherwise than pure delight and satisfaction when I mentioned attacking the Frozen Coven.

"For my research on the Psyker Gene, I need to obtain samples of the high-grade Psyker Genes, and the samples from the corpses that were provided by the Partas Tribe are not even a bit enough. All of them are relatively low-grade, and for my devises, they are not enough; only the Sorcerers of the Frozen Coven would be enough for my experiments and research."

It wasn't very hard to convince someone as battle-hungry as Esdeath Partas to give the attack on the Frozen Coven green. She considered the Frozen Coven as worthy foes for the Partas Tribe, so a few tens of minutes after they started their discussion, they had already come to a preliminary agreement.

"If we count on your help in this endeavor, then we can attack the Frozen Coven and kill them all. They say that their leader, the High Priest, is one of the most powerful Sorcerers in the entire Northern Area of the Feris..."

That was relatively new information to me; at the same time, I weighed the options because the power of the Psykers was relative. Within the Terran Federation, I met Psykers who were so powerful that they could destroy entire smaller celestial bodies.

"We would need to deploy much of the heavy firepower and artillery of the Partas Tribe for this endeavor. If they have so many powerful Psykers, there is a very high probability of them also having some really advanced Barriers and Wards around their location."

If they had so many advanced Psykers, then for sure they would have secured their territories to the extreme. Powerful Psykers could lay down advanced Energy Barriers and Wards around their headquarters to protect them from foes.

It would be easiest to break through such a situation using the heavy firepower from the Partas Tribe's artillery.

"We are already formulating the appropriate strategy against the Frozen Coven, but it is rather problematic. From the past clashes against the Frozen Coven, we managed to find their weaknesses, but they still have a strategic location, which makes any possible invasion for us much harder."

For the past decades, the Partas Tribe clashed a lot against the Frozen Coven, mostly because the Partas Tribe wanted to obtain the Psyker Legacy of the Frozen Coven at any price, and for their strategy, they chose to isolate the Frozen Coven as much as possible.

They chose to basically thwart any expansion attempt by the Frozen Coven at any cost, which resulted in relatively frequent clashes between the two factions. From there, the Partas Tribe learned the weaknesses of the Frozen Coven and knew how to apply them appropriately.

At the same time, unfortunately for the Partas Tribe, the headquarters and sole base of the Frozen Coven was located at the best possible location, similar to the Partas Tribe. The Partas Tribe was preparing approximately thirty thousand troops for the invasion of the Frozen Coven and a large amount of technology and weapons.

"If you give me enough time, I could create a method to destroy most of their shields everywhere. If they solely have only the Barriers created through the Psyker Arts, then it would be easy, but if they also have Planetary Shield Generators, the situation would be much harder."

I spoke about this because the Partas Tribe had one of the Planetary Shield Generators installed in the Icecrown Citadel's heart. They were remnants after the Golden Age of Technology from the Terran Federation; they left a few of them inside of their military installations and most crucial facilities.

Obviously, the ones from that age had already perished as they couldn't withstand the passage of time, but the natives of the Fenran Rex IX., managed to get their hands on the STC that contained the blueprints for several models of the Planetary Shield Generators.

"According to my information, there is a high possibility of the Frozen Coven being in possession of a small-scaled Planetary Shield Generator that should be enough to cover their main fortress... but as long as we can break through the Psyker Barriers and Wards, the small Planetary Shield Generator is not really a problem to break through..."

I nodded, hearing her words, because breaking through the small-scaled Planetary Shield Generator, which had an area of influence of approximately a few hundred meters, shouldn't be much of a problem with the capabilities of the Partas Tribe.

"Then we have come to the agreement... inform me when the plans for the invasion of the Frozen Coven are finished, and we can execute the plan."

It didn't take us long to reach an agreement, and after that, we could proceed to another part of the meeting, which was the duel between us.

It was rather inevitable.

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"Now that you have finished this, can I get my duel?"

She asked me with rather an impatient tone; it was clear as the sky that she was carving the fight... really rather similar to Hela and Sigmar, though she was far more restrained at the moment, which was somewhat surprising.

"Yes, but when I win, you will leave me alone at least for a few weeks before you start pestering me for another one."

I stated, and seeing her accept my proposal, I mentally sighed in relief. Knowing that it was essentially impossible to tell someone as battle-hungry as Esdeath to stop challenging me for duels entirely, I just gave her a timespan during which she would leave me alone.

"I like your confidence, but the winner is yet to be determined..."

After that, we went to one of the remote areas, far from the Icecrown Citadel Fortress City, mostly for this reason, so we could fight with all our might. I knew that Esdeath was something that was essentially called an AOE fighter; she couldn't showcase her entire power in place, which she couldn't damage.

Like in the Icecrown Citadel.

If we fought there, we could easily damage the city structures or destroy parts of it, which wouldn't be something very welcome. Due to that, the Partas Tribe had another area for training, mainly used by the Tribesmen who had far more destructive abilities that could affect large areas.

It was in a rather secluded place, far from the Icecrown Citadel, where they could, with their full power and without care for their surroundings. The training area where we arrived was essentially frozen tundra or something like that; one thing was sure, and nothing was growing here.

Which wasn't that surprising, as this place was destroyed far more than it should have been.

"Rules of engagement?"

I asked as we stood across from each other; I looked at General Esdeath Partas and asked, preparing for the combat, while she was too redying her saber for our already long-awaited duel.

"Nothing. I want to use my full power, as much as I want for you to use your own full power against me in this duel."

She said to me, as I grimaced a bit because while it seemed that I was confident, the reality was a bit different, because my combat style typically revolved around the direct manipulation of the Laws, usage of Spells, or Magic Rules.

In fact, I was at rather a strong disadvantage, much to my taste; it was clear that she had more trump cards than I had. However, if there was one aspect in which she clearly lacked, it was experience.

Even though close combat was never my forte, I had several millennia to practice it, not to mention that my dear beloved wife Hela would practically force me to train with her every few days.

So, one could say that I was a true master in several weapons, martial arts, and close-quarter combat, but there was something that I lacked compared to beings like Hela. Their sense of combat when they wielded weapons was an instinctive feeling, something like another sense.

It was also something that I lacked and only learned due to my long life and experiences that I had. I was almost fourteen thousand years old or so; this was an advantage that the short-lived beings couldn't really match by themselves.

In the end, even though I had to admit that her talents in close-quarters combat were not enough for her to win against me, I was physically far stronger and had far more experience.

Just by looking at her holding the saber, I was able to tell a lot about her combat style, which wasn't that hard considering the number of battles that I survived. Not to mention, Hela taught me how to read my opponents. Observing them just holding their weapons was rather useful in determining the first strike, which could often be crucial.

The best combat was the one that was won in just the first exchange.

That was something that Hela tried to drill in for years, and I had to admit that it was a really useful principle.

I got one of the Bladestaffs from the Partas Tribe; I had them manufacture it for me, created from the best possible materials, as I needed rather advanced weaponry for my on the Fenran Rex IX.

"As you wish, then."

I said while giving her the opportunity for the first move.

However, to my surprise, Esdeath just remained standing there, looking at me, at my weapon, and then once again at me. It was rather smart of her, and I was right now caught off guard because I didn't really expect that she would do the same thing as me.

So, right now, it has come to a war of attrition.

Or patience.

Both of us were right now doing two things at the same time. One of them studied each other, while the second one forced the other one to act first, which meant that the one who didn't act as the first would obtain an advantage.

The feeling was torturous, but I could wait; I had far more patience, though I was beginning to understand how annoying this was. I could now understand why Hela was so angry every time I did this, and this strategy worked very well.

After just ten minutes, I could see that the Heiress of the Partas Tribe already lost her concentration and patience and rushed towards me with a saber in her right hand, and was cracking with Warp Energy.

'Her combat style is good, sharp, without wasted movements, but at the same time, it is relatively simple and predictable to a great degree. Someone who is also experienced enough could foretell her moves just by simple observation, coupled with many calculation capabilities...'

I analyzed her movements; it wasn't that hard; the combat style she was using was the same that was generally used by the members of the Partas Tribe. Even then, it was a very practical combat style.

However, I could see there were some minor differences in the movement techniques and the way she was attacking, which were more refined than the methods used by the ordinary members of the Partas Tribe.

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One swift kick to her stomach was all that was needed to send Esdeath flying, crashing into the nearby rock. However, much to my surprise, she rather quickly stood up, spat up a bit of blood, and rushed at me once again.

Her physique was much stronger than I had initially anticipated, which was rather surprising. I didn't anticipate that she would be this powerful; it was a rather small miscalculation on my part.

It seemed that the direct lineages of the Partas Tribe were far more powerful than the ordinary tribesmen of the Partas Tribe. The General of the Partas Tribe readied her saber, though this time, faint bluish energy appeared all around her weapon.

'Warp Energy, though different from the ordinary Warp Energy, this one is contaminated by the Essence of Ice and is freezing everything around, aside from the weapon itself. The source should be the Blood of the Danger Beasts that she had absorbed...'

The Essence of Ice was very potent within the Warp Energy, and when I say potent, it really was; probably, if the output of the Warp Energy was higher and more powerful, then she could have the potential to freeze Space itself.

Rather dangerous truth to be told.

This time, I was forced to use more effort to defend against the incoming attacks, as they were far more ferocious and powerful than before, but I did not lose even a bit of their precision and well-calculated strikes that she had employed before.

Interestingly enough, she was using her rage to fuel her power, though she was not letting her anger cloud her judgment, which made it rather harder for me to fight against someone like her.

Most of my combat style revolved around provocations and tempting them to make mistakes. The best situation was when they got enraged and made many mistakes, many of which I could then exploit.

Unfortunately, someone like Esdeath Partas wasn't that stupid to fall for such kind of strategy; even though this strategy was rather simplistic, I was often surprised how many people, very powerful entities, would fall for rather simple provocations and temptations.

Sounds of clacking were heard when our weapons clashed against each other, as I blocked several times; all of her attempts to strike me were rather futile. Finding an opening in my stance and style was rather nigh impossible for her right now, so in the end, she started using more and more of her raw power.

As she had access to Warp Energy and that weird Warp-Bloodline-based Ice Manipulation, I was at a disadvantage in the area of combat versatility.

Not only were her offensive powers outstanding, and her combat prowess was rather high, but at the same time, Ice Manipulation and, overall, the Ice-related powers were considered one of the most versatile around.

To top it off, we were found in the frozen wasteland, where everything was frozen and filled with ice and snow. This was practically the best environment that she could have, and it basically increased her powers severalfold.

In a split of moment, several thousand icicles were shot toward me every second; I was forced to dodge and counterattack even more often, because our spar was becoming more and more destructive for the environment.

Esdeath was very good at launching large-scale attacks on me, which was rather understandable with all of those annoying abilities that she had, especially when her Psyker Abilities were supported by the Ice-attributed Super Danger Beast Bloodline.

With my bladestaff, I was able to keep the General of the Partas Tribe far from me, at least from the distance of her saber, which was certainly good, but she then started using her Ice Abilities to close the distance between the two of us.

After several more minutes, there was something that I noticed about the Heiress of the Partas Tribe... she was rather quick learner.

'Just a few exchanges, and she was already able to adapt to my tempo... ts... geniuses.'

She was a martial arts genius and combat genius like Hela. The senses and capabilities of Esdeath Partas were rather similar to those of my wife; there were only a few people like her born every few millennia, and they were exceedingly rare.

Fortunately enough, due to my long sparring with Hela, I learned how to deal with people like her, and it was to end the fight as soon as possible. I didn't really doubt that if the duel was being prolonged more and more, she would be able to adapt even more to my combat style.

Even now, it was becoming rather annoying.

Partly due to my very own arrogance or overconfidence in the matter, as I kept playing with her partially. Even though I wouldn't really like to admit it, like this, it was like a cat playing with a mouse.

'If I let her adapt to my combat style, this would become even more annoying.'

I was becoming more and more like Hela in this regard because I also created a tendency for myself to play with my enemies; it was rather a bad habit. That was something that I needed to remedy in the near future, or else it could end very badly for me...

Deciding that it was time to end the spar, I used my top speed with my bladestaff and appeared in front of the Heiress of the Partas Tribe, striking her with the blunt end of the bladestaff in her stomach.

Not wasting any time, I sent another strike and another, causing her mild disorientation while using the same window of opportunity when she wasn't right in her senses to kick out the weapon out of her hand.

"It seems that our little spar has come to a timely end, with your loss... most obviously."

I stated with the sharp end of my bladestaff pointing at her neck, several millimeters away from her neck, as she laid on her back on the ground. She panted heavily, bloodied a bit, as she looked at me with a grin and excitement.

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"It was a long time since I lost for the last time..."

She panted heavily, spitting a mouthful of blood several times, until she got much better after resting for several moments.

Certainly, there was a strong sense of shock and disbelief in her eyes when she looked at me because it was evident that she wasn't used to losing.

Most probably in her entire life, the only people she lost against were the older and more powerful members of the Tribe when she was younger; thus, she never really had any powerful competitors.

This was also the case for my children; when they were born, there was almost zero competition for them because, aside from their own siblings, there were none of their age who could represent some sort of rivals for them.

"It was a good fight, though... You are certainly powerful enough, and your control over the Ice is top-notch; unfortunately for me, you lack the experience and power to defeat me properly..."

I was speaking the truth when I told her that she was very powerful; her combat instincts and talents were something that would be considered as a top-notch generational genius even within the Chthonian Empire.

She was natural in the close quarters combat and weapon mastery, to the degree where she was already approaching that of Hela or Sigmar. She was natural at the combat, her adaptability was staggering, and she could fight almost like the God of War had incarnated.

"Are you feeling better?"

I asked after several minutes, noticing that she was already getting better... the healing rate of the Partas Tribesmen was very high, much higher than that of the ordinary baseline humans from what I could see.

It should have something to do with the Bloodline of the Danger Beasts that they were ingesting and assimilating to obtain their strength.

Danger Beasts of the Fenran Rex IX. had terrifying healing and regenerative factors; it was something that couldn't be matched even by many in the Higher Dimensional World of the Baator.

"Not by much, but I will be..."

I helped her to stand up from the previous position, as she kept lying on her back for some time. Evidently, she was more tired from the duel than I had anticipated, though my strikes on her ribs and stomach, while powerful, were not enough to cause her serious injuries.

That was something that I was rather cautious about, as I didn't wish to cause her any severe injuries in this duel. Still, with the rate at which she was being healed by her regenerative factor, she would be in top condition in mere moments.

"You are pretty powerful, contrary to your stature and scholarly appearance..."

I didn't really know if this was a compliment or if it was an insult, though I would consider it as both of them together.

For her, I must indeed seem like a scholar, not to mention that I even presented as a scientist for most of the time, and in the culture of warriors and hunters like the Partas Tribe, I lacked the typical ruffed appearance of a warrior that was characteristic of them.

Certainly, I didn't really look like a stereotypical warrior and powerhouse in the eyes of the Partas Tribe, even though, for those who were more powerful and had a more developed sense, could rather easily sense my power, at least part of it, if they put enough effort into it.

Honestly, I would prefer looking elegant rather than like a ruffed barbarian, like most of the Partas Tribesmen.

"I don't know if I should take it as a compliment or offense so that I will be taking it as both, General Partas. Maybe we can have another duel in the future when you get better at your skills, so your defeat won't be such an embarrassment."

Hearing what I said to her, I noticed that her grin cracked a little, but she instantly looked at me with a great degree of anticipation and excitement when I basically confirmed that we would be having another spar together.

"It was meant to be both in the first place... certainly, having elegance and extraordinary power at the same time is... especially appealing."

Oh... my... gods...

Even though my true body is God, I knew very well what this meant: this exact smile and grin, this exact look, was the same look that Hela was giving me after suffering the first defeat.

Hela essentially developed strong feelings of possession and something that seemed to be love, or her own twisted version, after I first defeated her. Though that twistedness was something greatly enjoyable in the bedroom, and living room... and any other place when it came to that.

It was clear that her pride wouldn't allow her to attach herself to someone who was weaker than herself. She was the type who would only take a mate who was much stronger than herself, someone who could beat her in a single combat.

Evidently, the Heiress of the Partas Tribe, Esdeath Partas, developed some sort of crush on me, and it meant that my stay here wouldn't be so peaceful as I had anticipated previously.

This was already highly problematic because dealing with another Hela was going to be a pain in the ass, something that I wasn't very keen on that. However, I had to admit that Esdeath Partas was a rather attractive, like, very, very attractive young woman.

She was very powerful, that was for sure, and she had certainly inherited a set of unique and particular abilities, creating a rather powerful Bloodline. Even though her Ice Manipulating Abilities were nothing compared to Fia's, it was rather exceptional for the conditions she was born in.

If she were properly developed, she could become a powerhouse on her own, not to mention, I had some feeling that if she obtained a greater and stronger connection to the Warp itself, then her power would grow several times over.

She was rather constrained by her lack of a powerful connection to the Warp because the members of the Partas Tribe were rather peculiar breeds of the Psykers.

Only a tiny population of them were geniue Psykers, while the rest of them obtained their Psyker Abilities from ingesting and assimilating the Bloodlines of the Danger Beasts.

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Several Days Later, after my spar with Esdeath Partas, we were already in the process of complete mobilization of the Partas Tribe's elite forces and creating the attack strategies on the Frozen Coven.

The attack on the Frozen Coven was, in the end, unanimously approved by the Elder of the Partas Tribe because the benefits of conquering the Frozen Coven were tremendous and would be a great leap for the Partas Tribe.

Especially regarding their Psyker Heritage, which was something that the Partas Tribe had long ago coveted, but they couldn't really obtain it. Attacking the Frozen Coven would be a very arduous task, and when I saw the plans and the information about the strengths and weaknesses of the Frozen Coven, I understood the reason.

It was far more problematic than it seemed.

The protections around the headquarters of the were something to behold, because they were probably the most powerful Psyker protections on the entire Fenran Rex IX., so breaking through them would be very hard.

Not to mention, the Sorcerers of the Frozen Coven were smart enough to build their main headquarters in a place where the line between Materium and Immaterium was thinnest, meaning the Psykers in that place were more powerful than usual.

This resulted in a state where the Psykers could exert far more of their power than usual; something like that wasn't normally possible. Immaterium and Realspace were not compatible with each other; only when there was a breach in the Realspace could the Immaterium exert far more of its power.

This was pretty disadvantageous for anyone who would attempt to attack the Frozen Coven, because the Psykers were tremendously empowered by the presence of the breach in the Immaterium.

As long as they could control the breach and overlapping Immaterium with the Realspace and stop the constant attempts of the Powers of the Ruin to invade the Realspace, the Frozen Coven obtained a great power base for themselves.

Unfortunately for them, there was something that could deal with the situation rather easily...

"We can attack and conquer the Frozen Coven rather easily as long as we manufacture some of these things..."

I said and launched the holo-projection of the Dawn Pillars that were widely used in the Kadath Universe to suppress anything related to the supernatural, concepts of any kind of energy, or something like that.

We perfected the usage and technology of the Dawn Pillars to the utter extreme, and we could manufacture them very fast.

Unfortunately, with the limited technology of the Partas Tribe, I needed to make some tweaks to it, but that wasn't that hard as I had an auxiliary A.I. Chip of Architect and my very own computing capabilities.

Nevertheless, it took me a few days to create the Dawn Pillars that functioned like the Cadian Blackstone Pylons.

A Cadian Pylon System was a complex of several thousand massive pylon-shaped devices composed of Blackstone and of unknown Xenos origin, erected millions of standard years ago in a complex network stretching across the surface of the Fortress World of Cadia.

"This little darling here is the Dawn Pillar, a specifically crafted device with the sole purpose of suppressing everything even remotely related to the Immaterium. Once activated, we can turn to weaken the Psykers of the Frozen Coven to the extremes, though, unfortunately, because of the breach in the Realspace, it won't be enough for us to make all Psykers just ordinary people."

I was discussing with Esdeath the possible strategy for the attack on the Frozen Coven; this was just a preliminary discussion, before we would present it to the Elder of the Partas Tribe.

"Interesting gadget. Would we be able to construct them within our capabilities?"

Even though I knew that Esdeath wasn't the most technologically apt person, because she believed in her personal might and power, she thought that overusing technology led to weakness and disgrace.

"Not just gadgets, but devices that would win us this conflict without any effort, in fact. And yes, we can manufacture with the STCs present within the Partas Tribe and some of my own input... we will place the Dawn Pillars around the headquarters of the Frozen Coven and activate them, rendering all of their Psychic potential useless, and, at the same time, all of their protections would be basically a piece of scrap. Just a few salvos from the artillery would be enough to break through all of the barriers."

The Dawn Pillars were absolutely needed for the conquest of the Frozen Coven because attacking them in a more convenient way would cost a lot of resources. Breaking through their defenses in a more standard way would require tremendous firepower and even manpower.

"Right now, with the capabilities of the Partas Tribe and the STCs that the Partas Tribe has in their possession, they could probably manufacture five of them with their technological capabilities. With me controlling the STCs and patching them together, we can increase the production output to somewhere around twelve to fourteen before we commence the attack on the Frozen Coven."

The Elders of the Partas Tribe decided that they would attack the Frozen Coven in five months or so, so before that, we needed to finish all preparations and prepare all things that were needed for the attack.

All Dawn Pillars needed to be manufactured and ready for usage.

"Hmm... if that works as supposed, we can probably achieve victory without investing a lot of resources. Psychic Powers are the basics of the Frozen Coven; they are their strongest and most powerful side. If they are taken out of the equation, then they are not really that powerful."

Frozen Coven, without their Sorcerers and Psykers, were actually not really powerful, and their numbers were actually much smaller than even the Partas Tribe itself. They were able to maintain their status and so-called neutrality only due to their possession of tremendoiíus Psyker Powers.

"Now the sole thing that is needed is to formulate the plan of attack using the Dawn Pillars usage as the core of the strategy."

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After everything was decided, mainly the most basic outlines of the battle plan on the Frozen Coven, I went to the task of crafting the Dawn Pillars, or at least some version of it, because, with the current things on hand, it would be impossible to recreate the pinnacle of the Arkanotek Engineering on the Fenran Rex IX.

Certainly, it took some tweaks here and there, but sooner enough, with the calculating capabilities of the Architect and my own, it didn't take long to create a functioning prototype that should be able to nullify any Psyker Abilities in some areas entirely.

Not only this, but to successfully manufacture the Pylons that we would need, I also needed to increase the technological capabilities of the Partas Tribe and tweak their production capabilities a bit, because otherwise, they wouldn't be able to manufacture everything that I needed to have.

Crafting something so complex as the Pylons that were capable of nullifying Psyker Abilities and severing the connection between the Immaterium and Realspace was something that was a bit above the current capabilities of the technology of the Partas Tribe.

Still, after we gave them the necessary upgrades, they were able to manufacture the parts needed for the Pylons, and slowly, everything was coming together. Just two months after the initial discussion, we already had all the necessary Pylons constructed with a progression of 56%.

It was even faster than I had anticipated, but it seemed that I had seriously underestimated the anticipation of the Partas Tribe in this endeavor.

The hatred towards the Frozen Coven was high, not to mention the Frozen Coven was often compared to the Partas Tribe, and they were something akin to pseudo-contestants for the title of the strongest faction within the Northern Area of the Feris Continent.

Northern Tribes were not really taken into the equation, because they were individually rather weak and their sole strong side was the fact that they had numbers on their side, but aside from that, the number of true powerhouses under their command was low.

During the upcoming months, aside from overseeing the creation of the Dawn Pillars, I was also participating in drafting the plans of attack. My experiences of waging wars and conquering hostile factions were worth several thousand years.

In the end, everything went even more smoothly than I had initially predicted, and the Dawn Pillars were finished faster than anticipated. When everything was ready, Patriarch Ezran Partas gave the overall command of the operation to his daughter, Esdeath.

As the Heiress of the Partas Tribe and overall General of Armies of the Partas Tribe, there was no one who was more suitable to command the operation against the Frozen Coven, which was leading us here.

Where we were right now.

In front of the headquarters of the Frozen Coven, as we were laying siege on their fortress with the Dawn Pillars being placed all around the headquarters of the Frozen Coven. It was clear that the Sorcerers of the Frozen Coven were rather nervous about the incoming invasion of their territories.

Obviously, they were not really aware of the true purpose of the Dawn Pillars as they were not activated, but they were smart enough to realize that something was going on when they saw the troops of the Partas Tribe placing the enormous monoliths all around the fortress of the Frozen Coven.

All of the efforts of the Frozen Coven to thwart the efforts of the Partas Tribe ended in catastrophic failure because the Partas Tribe were experts when it came to combating and hunting down the Psykers or anyone using the Psyker powers.

"We are ready; the clean-up operation has been finished."

As I was doing the final checkups on the Dawn Pillars and ensuring that everything would work as it should be, I was interrupted by Esdeath, who was standing behind me in her usual general military uniform, as everyone stopped doing what they were doing and gave her a salute, before the people returned to their previous jobs.

Most of the people in the room where we were right now were engineers and scientists of the Partas Tribe, many of whom I taught personally during my stay in the Partas Tribe, as I was essentially cultivating a new generation of engineers and scientists.

Something that the Partas Tribe was rather lacking, or more precisely, it wasn't their strongest side, as they were a Tribe of Hunters and Warriors foremost.

Everything else was secondary for them.

I even learned that they had started dabbling into the aspect of technology more and more, just during the time when the Ezran Partas became the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe, when he saw the true power of the technologically advanced faction when he was in the Southern Area of the Feris Continent.

"Okey, just give me a few moments after we finish the last test, we need to ensure that everything will work as it should."

In the long history of the Chthonian Empire of the Baator, there were some events when our efforts were thwarted or failed due to the functioning tech. Because of that, we had protocols requiring that all weapons and special equipment, like the Dawn Pillars, be checked several times before the battle began.

"Are you going to fight?"

During the time I was staying in the Partas Tribe, we grew rather close together; in fact, we had a lot in common, and we were spending a lot of time together. It often started with Esdeath pestering me to fight against her because she didn't really win against me even once during that time.

In all of our spars, she lost something more badly than the other time.

Still, for a battle maniac like her who only respected the strong, it was only understandable that her interest in me grew to the point where she started making advances on me and viewed me as a potential suitor.

Not like I was against it.

She was rather a nice person behind the exterior of a fierce warrior and battle maniac who only knew how to kill people.

Yeah, it sounded rather weird, but that was how things were.

Even Hela was actually rather a pleasant person to be around for those who were actually given the privilege.

As they said, never judge a book by its cover.

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After everything was decided, mainly the most basic outlines of the battle plan on the Frozen Coven, I went to the task of crafting the Dawn Pillars, or at least some version of it, because, with the current things on hand, it would be impossible to recreate the pinnacle of the Arkanotek Engineering on the Fenran Rex IX.

Certainly, it took some tweaks here and there, but sooner enough, with the calculating capabilities of the Architect and my own, it didn't take long to create a functioning prototype that should be able to nullify any Psyker Abilities in some areas entirely.

Not only this, but to successfully manufacture the Pylons that we would need, I also needed to increase the technological capabilities of the Partas Tribe and tweak their production capabilities a bit, because otherwise, they wouldn't be able to manufacture everything that I needed to have.

Crafting something so complex as the Pylons that were capable of nullifying Psyker Abilities and severing the connection between the Immaterium and Realspace was something that was a bit above the current capabilities of the technology of the Partas Tribe.

Still, after we gave them the necessary upgrades, they were able to manufacture the parts needed for the Pylons, and slowly, everything was coming together. Just two months after the initial discussion, we already had all the necessary Pylons constructed with a progression of 56%.

It was even faster than I had anticipated, but it seemed that I had seriously underestimated the anticipation of the Partas Tribe in this endeavor.

The hatred towards the Frozen Coven was high, not to mention the Frozen Coven was often compared to the Partas Tribe, and they were something akin to pseudo-contestants for the title of the strongest faction within the Northern Area of the Feris Continent.

Northern Tribes were not really taken into the equation, because they were individually rather weak and their sole strong side was the fact that they had numbers on their side, but aside from that, the number of true powerhouses under their command was low.

During the upcoming months, aside from overseeing the creation of the Dawn Pillars, I was also participating in drafting the plans of attack. My experiences of waging wars and conquering hostile factions were worth several thousand years.

In the end, everything went even more smoothly than I had initially predicted, and the Dawn Pillars were finished faster than anticipated. When everything was ready, Patriarch Ezran Partas gave the overall command of the operation to his daughter, Esdeath.

As the Heiress of the Partas Tribe and overall General of Armies of the Partas Tribe, there was no one who was more suitable to command the operation against the Frozen Coven, which was leading us here.

Where we were right now.

In front of the headquarters of the Frozen Coven, as we were laying siege on their fortress with the Dawn Pillars being placed all around the headquarters of the Frozen Coven. It was clear that the Sorcerers of the Frozen Coven were rather nervous about the incoming invasion of their territories.

Obviously, they were not really aware of the true purpose of the Dawn Pillars as they were not activated, but they were smart enough to realize that something was going on when they saw the troops of the Partas Tribe placing the enormous monoliths all around the fortress of the Frozen Coven.

All of the efforts of the Frozen Coven to thwart the efforts of the Partas Tribe ended in catastrophic failure because the Partas Tribe were experts when it came to combating and hunting down the Psykers or anyone using the Psyker powers.

"We are ready; the clean-up operation has been finished."

As I was doing the final checkups on the Dawn Pillars and ensuring that everything would work as it should be, I was interrupted by Esdeath, who was standing behind me in her usual general military uniform, as everyone stopped doing what they were doing and gave her a salute, before the people returned to their previous jobs.

Most of the people in the room where we were right now were engineers and scientists of the Partas Tribe, many of whom I taught personally during my stay in the Partas Tribe, as I was essentially cultivating a new generation of engineers and scientists.

Something that the Partas Tribe was rather lacking, or more precisely, it wasn't their strongest side, as they were a Tribe of Hunters and Warriors foremost.

Everything else was secondary for them.

I even learned that they had started dabbling into the aspect of technology more and more, just during the time when the Ezran Partas became the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe, when he saw the true power of the technologically advanced faction when he was in the Southern Area of the Feris Continent.

"Okey, just give me a few moments after we finish the last test, we need to ensure that everything will work as it should."

In the long history of the Chthonian Empire of the Baator, there were some events when our efforts were thwarted or failed due to the functioning tech. Because of that, we had protocols requiring that all weapons and special equipment, like the Dawn Pillars, be checked several times before the battle began.

"Are you going to fight?"

During the time I was staying in the Partas Tribe, we grew rather close together; in fact, we had a lot in common, and we were spending a lot of time together. It often started with Esdeath pestering me to fight against her because she didn't really win against me even once during that time.

In all of our spars, she lost something more badly than the other time.

Still, for a battle maniac like her who only respected the strong, it was only understandable that her interest in me grew to the point where she started making advances on me and viewed me as a potential suitor.

Not like I was against it.

She was rather a nice person behind the exterior of a fierce warrior and battle maniac who only knew how to kill people.

Yeah, it sounded rather weird, but that was how things were.

Even Hela was actually rather a pleasant person to be around for those who were actually given the privilege.

As they said, never judge a book by its cover.


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Of course, that was only after one managed to get past her bloodthirsty and battle-hungry nature, which was certainly most prevalent.

"Maybe if I found something interesting, but once these Psykers lose access to the Immaterium, they would be ripe for picking up."

In fact, I didn't really have much interest in the fight because the moment when the Dawn Pillars were activated, then all of the Psykers would be mostly powerless. If they didn't train their physique and were in close-quarter combat, then they would be just chickens ripe for killing.

Not to mention, I wasn't even able to sense someone particularly strong that would essentially pique my interest in the fight. Aside from tinkering with the technology, I would most probably leave the fight to the Partas Tribe.

The Frozen Coven was almost exclusively made from the Psyker, Sorcerers, and other users of the Warp. If this was taken out of the equation, then they would be mostly powerless, armed with only a few scraps of technology that they had and nothing else.

"Ts... I understand that sentiment... Frozen Coven is made exclusively from the Sorcerers; with your gadgets activated, they would not be any threat. Aside from breaching some of the physical obstacles in our path, that is..."

I nodded to what Esdeath said, and during our time, I finished all the checkups on the machinery; I then activated the Dawn Pillars. Soon enough, all tremendously large monoliths started glowing with an ominous green color and covering the entire region where the headquarters of the Frozen Coven was located.

"The Dawn Pillars have been activated; after approximately forty seconds, they will be fully activated, and everything will be turned into an Anti-Psyker Zone."

Because the Partas Tribe wanted to obtain the complete legacy of the Frozen Coven, they couldn't use the heavy artillery or anything very destructive in case something fell onto the library and turned everything into ash.

That would certainly be problematic.

However, the Frozen Coven was reduced to nothingness as their Psyker powers were their strongest and, most probably, only sole card. Esdeath was confident that their soldiers could overcome the resistance from the Frozen Coven with some effort.

She didn't really take the Frozen Coven seriously without their Psyker Powers, and I understood the sentiment because I saw this scenario several times in the Kadath Universe.

The Chthonian Empire of the Baator annihilated countless factions that were very dependent on some type of Energy with the usage of the Pylons.

And as we talked, the greenish dome appeared around the entire region, and unbeknownst to the armies of the Partas Tribe that were getting into the formation and preparing to attack, the Sorcerers within the high walls of the Frozen Coven were panicking.

Panic was a weak word for the state that was happening right now within the Frozen Coven.

The Dawn Pillars were really too effective, and everything even remotely connected to the Immaterium was immediately severed, and all Psykers of the Frozen Coven not only found themselves without connection to the Immaterium, but they were also suffering very heavy backlash from the sudden loss of connection to the Immaterium.

The more powerful the Sorcerer was, the heavier and more severe the side effects of the sudden cut of the connection were, as some of them were even crippled on the spot if they couldn't handle the backlash.

Some of them fell unconscious the moment they lost their connection to the Warp, and this happened all over the headquarters of the Frozen Coven. It didn't help the situation; the fact that all of the higher-ups Psykers, especially the military leaders of the Frozen Coven, were all exclusively Psykers.

One could say that this one move managed to incapacitate all of the higher-ups of the Frozen Coven. In their current state, they were not even capable of putting up any resistance, as their entire chain of command was destroyed.

This was the case for many factions that were heavily magic-oriented or so, where all of their leadership and higher-ups were exclusively mages. And when the magic was taken out of the equation, the entire faction was like a headless chicken, which was the exact same scenario that was right now happening to the Frozen Coven.

It was also a perfect opportunity for the armies of the Partas Tribe because the soldiers and hunters had already started approaching the gates of the fortress in orderly formation, facing something that could be called minimal resistance.

That's another good point for them right now.

I must admit that it was also entertaining to watch, the chaos that erupted within the headquarters of the Frozen Coven when the Dawn Pillars were activating and the unstoppable march of the Partas Tribe that was already in front of their gates, planting some explosives there to destroy the gate.

In the end, unfortunately for the Frozen Coven, I could tell that approximately 80% of their defenses were basically related to the Immaterium, and only something around 20% of their defenses were in a pure technological manner.

With the Dawn Pillars in the play, one could say that the Frozen Coven was almost defenseless against the advance of the Partas Tribe. I also marveled at their bad luck because it seemed that even a large part of their soldiery was affected by the Dawn Pillars.

Even their ordinary soldiers were dabbling in the Psykery...

Fortunately enough, we manufactured small badges that were able to protect the members of the Partas Tribe from the side effects of the Dawn Pillars being activated.

Even though the Partas Tribesmen won't be able to use their Psyker Powers, due to their lineages of the Danger Beasts and the badges that I had them wear, they were facing just some minor uncomfortable feelings...

Thus, they were able to retain the majority of their strength even under the suppression of the Dawn Pillars on everything related to the Immaterium, and right now, the first groups of soldiers and hunters were able to breach the gates of the Frozen Coven and unleashed slaughter on the inhabitants.


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The negative emotions that were created by the merciless slaughter of the entire Frozen Coven would forever capture the attention of the Daemons of the Immaterium. I was sure that if now for the actual Dawn Pillars, there would be a ton of them attempting to descend down to the real space and create havoc.

The environment that was created by such a wide massacre was perhaps enough to attract the attention of some of the greatest Daemons within the Immaterium, as hundreds of thousands of people were dying every second.

Not only that, but all people that were dying here were Psyker, darlings of the Immaterium and favorite prey of the Daemons of the Warp, who preyed on them like a wolf on deer.

"They are indeed efficient when it comes to committing a genocide... what an interesting twist..."

I had to admit that the Partas Tribe was very efficient in the cold and ruthless approach of genociding the members of the Frozen Coven. Practically anyone who was older than a certain age, mostly older than three years or so, was put to the sword and killed.

It was a terrible massacre and rather bloody because they were executed in an old-fashioned way using cold weapons. Such mass executions always created a lot of mess, something that was rather rare within the Chthonian Empire of the Baator.

Due to the presence of the Dawn Pillars and their effects, none of the Frozen Coven were able to give any kind of organized resistance. Their armed forces were broken apart upon the first confrontation with the soldiers of the Partas Tribe.

In the end, it took only a few hours for the armies of the Partas Tribe to completely take over the Frozen Cover and its headquarters. Right now, the soldiers of the Partas Tribe were rounding people up; those who were deemed as suitable, especially young children who barely remember anything, would be assimilated into the Partas Tribe.

The rest were sent to the camps, where they were systematically killed, and their corpses were used to feed Danger Beasts that the Partas Tribe was breeding. Only some of the more powerful Psykers were taken as prisoners of war and transported into the Icecrown Citadel of the Partas Tribe.

This was done mostly at my request as I wanted some live subjects, and for better research results, I wanted to obtain live samples. It was rather a grim sight, but not the worst thing that I saw in my very, very long life... or what I did.

In the end, mercy was for the weak, and the Partas Tribe was doing everything they could to ensure their survival and dominance, even at the price of having a reputation as slaughterers or monsters scribed down in the history books.

That was the conviction that I could certainly respect...

"This entire ordeal is boring..."

Esdeath whined from the side; she was bored as hell. When she saw how easily the troops of the Partas Tribe were taking over the headquarters of the Frozen Coven. The defenders of the Frozen Coven were no match against that of the Partas Tribe, and due to the effects of the Dawn Pillars, there were no powerhouses against which to fight.

"I told you the same thing... under the might of the Dawn Pillars, even the most powerful Psykers would become powerless children, ready to be killed by the simple swing of a sharp blade."

I knew that Esdeath was eager for this war, but in turn, she was immensely disappointed when she was faced with the harsh reality of how weak their enemies had become. All mighty Psykers and Sorcerers of the Frozen Coven were powerless to put even rudimentary resistance in front of the troops of the Partas Tribe.

"And of course, you didn't listen to me even a bit, and now, here you are... You should really start presenting yourself with more dignity. Hopefully, nobody is around, and even if they were, I bet that they would already be frozen to icicles."

She was already whining to me for half an hour or so, about how disappointing this entire ordeal was, which was something that I could understand at least partially. I knew that, for a battle maniac, she was awaiting something more than just sitting on a nearby cliff together with me and observing the battle.

"Tsk... still, it is nice to have this moment just for two of us... such a perfect memorable moment..."

Some part of me almost shuddered because Hela said similar words to me af few times, as the woman got horny when there was a lot of carnage and slaughter around her. Not like I complained about that; it was always a welcome thing to be ready for pleasurable activities, even in the most unusual places for her.

"I must admit that it has some charm... the view is good..."

I tried not to comment on the mass executions that were being carried out not far from the city, which was also in our view, though I noticed that Esdeath became even more clingy than usual when she unbuttoned one of the upper buttons on her uniform, so I could clearly see her cleavage.

"Hopefully, the confrontation against the Northern Tribes would be more thrilling than this..."

She almost muttered as she sat down next to me, but I was ready to smash her hopes apart, very, very fast and hard.

"Not really... if the Partas Tribe completely digests the Inheritance of the Frozen Coven and starts mass-producing the technology it has together with my own intentions, then the Northern Tribes would be squashed in a few days at max. If you want to have powerful foes to fight against, then you need to leave this planet behind and head towards the stars."

Each of my words shattered her hopes of a good fight against the Northern Tribe more and more until nothing remained from it, and she thought about it more. If the Partas Tribe obtained all the things that I mentioned, then some of the Northern Tribes wouldn't be a challenge.

It's not like the Northern Tribes were really competitors for the Partas Tribe, even right now.


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Esdeath was smart enough to realize what I spoke was nothing but the truth... perhaps, she knew it even better than me because, in the end, I wasn't native to these lands, and the time that I lived here was palpable compared to the entire life that she spent here.

She was far more aware of the true capabilities of their foes, even those in the South, and after digesting the inheritance of the Frozen Coven, Esdeath was aware of the cruel reality that the Partas Tribe wouldn't have any opponents.

With the legacy of Psykery from the Frozen Coven and another wave of industrialization that was initiated by me, Jeron Egan Butler, a name that would most probably become immortalized in the annals of the history of the Fenran Rex IX. for eternity.

"Stars... that would be nice, but unfortunately for you, there are no working starships, and we are lacking the technology to manufacture one even with the STCs that we have on hand. The last spaceport is in ruins, and even those ruins are under the control of the Northern Tribes..."

Indeed a lot of what Edeath said was true, but also not...

"Northern Tribes will fall sooner or later to the Partas Tribe and their entire legacy would be yours. Not to mention, if I have enough resources, I can order the STCs to start making the starship; the real problem is just a lack of several materials and some elements to make the engine... that is all, aside from creating stabilization on the Gellar Field, nothing much is really a problem for me."

The technology that generates a protective Gellar Field, also spelled Geller Field, around a Starship intended for faster-than-light travel, was invented along with the Warp-Drive by Humanity sometime in the 18th Millennium AD during the Age of Technology.

The technology, formally called a "Gellar Field Device" allowed Warp-capable starships and their occupants to survive the extremely hazardous environment of Warpspace, and thus, one was protected from the dangers of the Immaterium to a certain degree.

The Gellar Field protects the starship and its occupants from the hostility of the psychically reactive Warp environment itself as well as from the predation of Warp entities such as Daemons and Enslavers.

The device worked by literally projecting a bubble of realspace around the starship where the physical laws of space-time continued to function; the technological means by which this was accomplished seems to have changed over time.

When we were using the device at the peak of humanity, at the summit of the Golden Age of Technology, we were able to use the Gellar Field as an offensive means against the denizens of the warp.

One of the things that I managed to obtain from the vaults of the Partas Tribe was the remnants of the Imperial Gellar Field Device from the starship of the Imperium of Man, and I had to say that they were vastly inferior to those of the Terran Federation.

It seems that humanity in this age has truly lost far more than I had anticipated during the Long Night when everything went to shit... fortunately enough, I died before I could see it with my very own eyes.

To create a perfect Gellar Field Device, I would need to synthesize some elements, and that requires some resources that the Partas Tribe doesn't have right now. For that, we would need to gather some resources before I could start working on the starship.

I already chose the model that I was going to manufacture, as I needed only a small personal starship that would take me out of the Fenran Rex IX. and because this planet was enveloped by damned a warp storm, I would really need to adjust the spaceship too much to be capable of going through the warpstorm.

It would be compared to the state-of-the-art starships in the Solar Terran Federation during the Golden Age of Technology because only such ships could go through the warstorm rather safely.

Even then, it was rather a risky thing to do...

But I didn't really have any other choice because it seemed that the Warpstorm wasn't going anywhere from the Fenran Rex IX. from my observation of the Warpstorm, this one seemed to be the permanent one.

Those ones were rather rare because there were only a few of them in the entire Galaxy, and it could be counted on one hand. Thus, the sole option was to construct a spaceship that would be capable of bypassing the Warpstorm rather safely, if nothing else.

That was a rather hard task.

Even metals that were required to do this were rare and something that Fenran Rex IX. had scarcely, and we would need to create those alloys from scratch. If only the Fenran Rex IX. wasn't enveloped by the permanent Warpstorm; I could have waited until the Warpstorm ended and then left in an ordinary starship.

But no... my luck was terrible this time.

"Then I want to go with you... If there are more powerful warriors in the stars, I want to fight them and slay them to prove my superiority so that nobody could stand in front of my saber."

I could see a twinkle in her eyes as she spoke those words with conviction and eagerness; she was deeply aware of the fact that if she remained on this planet, she wouldn't be able to fit any worthy foes, but out here...

Among the stars, there were a lot of powerful foes for her to fight against, and that was something worthwhile...

Only in there could she finally reach her full potential, something certainly worthwhile for her time. When she was finally severely disappointed by the weakness of her very own planet, as there were not any powerful opponents for her, she needed to fight them elsewhere...

In the stars, destiny awaits.

"As you wish then... You will have your journey to the stars and the fight that you carve so much. I can safely say that within the stars, there were entities and beings that could wipe out entire planets with ease, remake continents with her blow, and annihilate civilizations with their Psykery..."

Obviously, there were not a lot of them, but there were...


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There were countless powerful entities within the Milky Way Galaxy of the Immaterius Universe because even during the times of the Terran Federation, we could probably list several thousand extremely powerful Aeldari Psykers that could reshape entire continents with their powers relatively easily.

And less said about the Greenskins, who were especially powerful when they were in great numbers and utilizing the Psychic potential of their whole species, which made them one of the gravest threats to any sentient species in the galaxy.

They cared only about a single thing in their whole life and the existence of their race.

War.

Nothing more and nothing less.

In fact, they would probably have a lot of similarities with Esdeath, next to Hela or me, because both of them were also obsessed with waging wars and fighting powerful foes. Still, the Greenskins were able to discard everything, their lives included, so they could wage wars.

In the end, their entire culture, the "Kultur", revolved only around the concept of WAAAGH!, fighting, killing, once again fighting, and once more killing.

Aside from the Aeldari that were the pinnacle of the Pskyer Powers, there were countless powerful Daemons and other creatures from the depths of the Immaterium that were nowadays plaguing the Milky Way Galaxy like some locust.

And not forgetting the dammed Imperium of Man and the Emperor of Mankind.

Even though, according to the information that I gathered on the Imperium of Man, it became the abomination and antithesis to everything that the Emperor of Mankind was preaching about during the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago.

Which was rather ironic, in my opinion.

But still...

The thought of an unshackled genius Tier 12 or perhaps even stronger entity being in the Milky Way Galaxy was certainly unsettling. Even though this body of mine that I was using in the Immaterius carried something that could kill even Tier 12 Entities, I seriously doubted that it would work on the Emperor of Mankind.

Much less on the Four Gods of Chaos, which was directly tied to the Immaterium, and due to their connection to the Immaterium, all four of them were something like Divine Thrones.

Basically, I couldn't kill them easily, even if their powers were not compared to the geniue Divine Throne. Even though they were not Primarchs, they managed to achieve a similar state to the Divine Throne due to the particular capabilities of the Immaterium.

So yeah...

Many and many problems were all around us.

"Excellent, my dear..."

She almost purred out the sentence as I internally chuckled to myself.

Esdeath Partas was indeed like Hela; if I knew that they were not related for sure, then I would say that they must be sisters or whatever. Perhaps even alternative versions of themselves?

Who knew...

But one thing was sure for now.

It was true that in the future, I won't be able to get rid of her.

Still, she would certainly be a valuable asset to the Chthonian Empire of the Baator; perhaps it would be prudent to consider creating a rather good path for her to power. Right now, standing at the limits of Tier 8, it was the maximum that she could attend without any external assistance.

"How long till the matters with the former Frozen Coven are resolved?"

I asked because I wanted to start building my Starship that could take us from this forsaken planet.

Rather ironic that I was calling this planet forsaken, even though it was due to its forsakenness that it was safe heaven. There were no WAAAGH! of the Greenskins, no invasion from the Void Insects or anything.

Yeah, apparently, some Hive of the Void Insects was rampaging in the Immaterius Universe under the leadership of Tier 12 Hivemind and devouring everything in their path. Rather a frightening prospect, and from the information collected, the Hivemind was approaching Tier 13 if everything went according to its plans.

Void Insects were trouble no matter where they were in the Endless Void, and the number of the Void Insects that became Tier 13 and became Primarchs could be counted on one hand in recent years.

Nowadays, apparently, everyone in the Endless Void was doing everything in their power to prevent new Primarch from emerging among the Void Insects because their species was just dooming the rest of the Endless Void to become their food.

In recent tens of thousands of years, the Sage Dynasty, Holy City, and Void Association were even issuing bounties on various Tier 12 Void Insect Hiveminds that were capable of ascending to the Primarchy and paying tremendously high rewards if someone managed to slay them.

There was a case of one civilization in an unknown Universe that managed to slay one of the Hiveminds through trickery and redeem the rewards from the three supreme powers, and just one thousand years later, the civilization gave birth to three Primarchs and around a hundred Tier 12 Exarchs just from the resources they obtained alone as a reward.

"A few weeks, and we can return back to the Icecrown Citadel..."

Esdeath hummed lightly as she was in charge of dealing with the aftermath of the conquest of the Frozen Coven.

Something about which she was particularly vocal about not liking.

Administration and bureaucracy.

That was her responsibility as chief of the conquest armies of the Frozen Coven, but instead of spending time doing what she was supposed to do, she was sitting with me on the cliff and talking.

Good for me, bad for her, as the work was there and waiting for her.

"Ts... can't you speeden it up? If you were attending to your duties as much as to our sparring season, we would be finished in a few days."

In fact, she needed to oversee only the most important things and nominate a few people to act as temporary governors of this place. After that was done, we could return to the Icecrown Citadel with haste.

The only problem here was that Esdeath was acting like a little petulant child when it came to doing something that she didn't like.


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"You know very well that I hate dealing with those useless things... if it doesn't include fighting and leading the army, I am not really interested. And besides..."

She made a pause as she looked at me with the most serious expression that she could muster.

"Paperwork is boring, and doing administration even more..."

What did I really expect from her... the uncanny resemblance that she bore to Hela in this manner was really something else. However, I had to admit that even Hela started attending to her duties as Lord Marshall Militant of the Imperial Army when she was named to the position.

And shortly afterward, once again, after Vali returned from the very same position, Hela returned to the post once more. She was rather good at it, despite her annoyance with the bureaucracy and other things.

"You know that you cannot build and lead a proper army without a proper bureaucratic system to administrate anything. If not, then you would be reducing yourself and your troops to a bunch of bandits or something else on that line, without much organization and structure."

I said as she frowned hearing that, but I was aware that she knew it was true... her dismay for anything not really related to the war, combat, battles and training was something that was severely holding her back.

Contrary to Hela, Esdeath didn't understand too well that even these boring things were very important in the great scheme of things, and someone needed to do them. This was a rather great deficit because while she was a splendid commander in the battlefield and a powerful powerhouse on her own, in the long term, she would be a somewhat terrible leader.

Even though she was obsessed with battles and waging war, she didn't quite understand the peculiarities of needs of the sentient living beings, that they were not really machines, and that not everyone was that much a battle maniac as her.

This was something that she would hopefully learn in years of training, but it really seems that she seriously neglected her education as the Heiress of the Partas Tribe... if she even had some, because I don't really think that somebody would dare to say something to her which she didn't want to hear in this aspect.

Even though, for someone as stubborn as her, she was rather open and tolerant toward different or even dissenting opinions on warfare and even often accepted them or implemented them if they had merit.

"Maybe you are right... but..."

She said quietly as she fidgeted her fingers and looked down on the ground, as I knew that this was something that she felt pretty ashamed about. Not like I cared, as I would never really laugh at her for not understanding most of the things that she needed to do as ruling governor of the Frozen Coven or any other territory.

I knew that even though she underwent some lessons in administration and statesmanship, she wasn't really paying attention, or else, she would have long ago dealt with minor things like this, but for Esdeath, all those things were boring.

"Don't worry... I won't laugh at you if you don't understand how bureaucracy works and so on; if you want help, I am willing to impart to you some tricks that I learned in my time."

Hearing what I said, she looked downcast and that she doubted me for sure... despite her rough exterior, Esdeath was actually rather an easy person to read. One just needed to know how, and the rest would already go by itself.

"Cheer up a bit, once you learn how, it will be easy for you... not to mention, you can actually select what you will do and create a trusted body of bureaucrats under you that will be taking care of the minor things, not requiring your personal oversight."

I said as she almost immediately enveloped me in a bear hug, as I almost felt my bones breaking, which was rather a feat, as this body of mine was created to be rather durable, and yet her physical strength was really fearsome.

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Several days later, the former headquarters of the Frozen Coven.

After several days, everything was going much better...

Finally, at last...

After I started tutoring Esdeath on the arts of statesmanship, she was learning rather fast, and soon enough, she was capable of handling most of the domestic affairs on her own, and due to the increase in efficiency in ruling, most of the things that were stuck started going down one after another.

Ironically, though, it has been proven to be a rather wrong move by Esdeath when she dumped all of the work on her subordinates at the first moment she could because neither of them was doing it with haste like she wanted.

She was spamming one order after another and overseeing the crucial projects in the Frozen Coven.

Especially the dismantling of the defense of the Froezne Coven, or at least those that still remain, as this entire place was destroyed, and the Patriarch Ezran Partas decided to abandon this place.

During the siege, some of the most crucial defenses were destroyed, including the grand walls and great gate, together with some other facilities that were making this place so hard to conquer due to the overwhelming firepower of the Partas Tribe.

The machinery that was in good shape or could be repaired was being dismantled and brought back to the Icecrown Citadel. Another reason why the Partras Tribe deemed this place to be useless was its size, as it was too huge and too remote for the current needs of the Partas Tribe.

Even the Icecrown Citadel had the potential to hold far more people than it was currently holding. The transportation of the library and Psyker Artifacts from the Frozen Coven back to the Icecrown Citadel was going without a problem and was also personally overseen by Esdeath, as this was of the utmost importance.

That was the prime prize for the Partas Tribe.


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And as I listened to the Johny Cash's Hurt song when I published the last chapters on the Patreon... I am really pondering of what I have become.

It has been five years since I published this novel.

1st chapter was published on the 27. 1. 2021 and it's finished now, after something little bit over five years. With over 700k words to its account, and a somewhat rushed ending.

This is the first huge novel that I wrote and the second fanfic that I finished. When I look back, one could say that this fanfic started it all, because it ignited my ambition to make the writing books, be it originals or fanfics, as my full-time job.

I really want to say something more after finishing this... but I cannot.

As I mentioned previously, there would be Book 2 that would serve as a loose continuation of the HCB, but it won't really feature MC that much. Zeoticus became Paragon at the end of the story and is basically a Multiversal Entity of the highest order, and so OP that it wouldn't be even remotely interesting writing about such a character.

One could say that from a certain point of view, Zeoticus's story has ended here, at least technically speaking. In Book 2, Zeo would featured approximately 50% of the time...

Book 2 would be in an entirely new format of writing, written from the 3rd POV, and more in the style of my current novels. One of the reasons why the HCB ended dragged out so much was exactly because this...

I got an enormous block for over a year and something, and I lsot totally lost interest in writing this fanfic or in the DxD franchise as a general. Over the past two years, my writing style changed significantly, and I couldn't really continue writing in the 1st POV, which made finishing this novel even harder and more challenging.

I don't know when I would publish Holy Chronicles of the Baator: The 4th Singularity, but the continuation won't be longer than 150k words, probably it would be around 100k words maximally, because the main topic of Book 2 would cover some last things in the Immaterius Universe, it would have some other content, and finally, MC reaching the Singularity.

If you are asking when it would be published...

I cannot say.

Right now, I am working on the Campione and RWBY novel primarily, and my real life is going to the fuck. Because the prices and everything are going up, and my income from writing is getting lower and lower to the point where I need to go work.

Which isn't something that I am keen on, because I have pretty much fucked up.

When started writing more professionally, I devoted every bit of my time to it like literarily I spent my entire time at University either writing fanfics and original novels or working on somthing that was related to my writing career if it could be called such...

The result of that decision is right now that, I have absolutely zero and null work experience (aside from other things like my social life being zero and my real life is actually only consisting of reading and writing fanfics or studying geopolitcs and security topics, even right now for the past year and half since I graduated I spent around 8 hours a day only by writing) after graduating from University and being really knowledeable about Geopolitics, Security Topics and Totalitarian Regimes won't really help me (considering the fact that my country doesn't even have any Think Tanks that are researching this topics).

I have been searching for a job in my area of education, which is Law, but after sending over many tens of applications over the past 6 or 7 months, I didn't get even a single interview, and because the living costs are going up, I need to take whatever comes.

I don't really know where I would end and how everything would go on from now...

Right now, I am trying to get at least a manual job in a warehouse or something like that... fortunately, I live with my parents, so the situation isn't that bad, which is my only saving grace.

The good thing, if it could be called such, is that I am, literally speaking, addicted to writing fanfics, which means that the chances that I will ever stop writing are very close to Absolute Zero. So we will be seeing each other in other fanfics if you follow my other books and creations.

I am thinking that when I finish the Campione Novel, I will write Book 2 for the HCB... perhaps even during that, as Book 2 won't be that long.

I am really sorry for the rant... I am getting rather emotional and nostalgic as I write this afterword.

When I see that I wrote fanfic that has over 700k words, I am amazed, proud, and sad.

Sometimes I wonder how it would look like if I stopped writing fanfics and made different decisions early on...

For the end, have some quotes:

As they say, "You won't buy anything for regret... unless you have a time machine"...

"If I could start again, you could have it all... my empire of dirt." - Johny Cash, Hurt

 

[HellTeddy]

Thank you for the massive multi chapter drop, very enjoyable!

Hope you find a job you are happy with soon, just keep looking and maybe try to send your CV straight to businesses/companies instead of just using online listings as many of those are fake job offers used for data collection.