PNB Chapter 505: Purification Plague
Chapter 505: Purification Plague
"Everything after that was simple! Your father convinced me, so I put my plans on hold to join this expedition, and that's been going on until now. Now that I think about it, maybe my subordinates turned into technological barbarians, and that birdman who deliberately came looking for trouble was just to stop me from investigating this thing. My former subordinates were stupid, but not so stupid as to turn into technological barbarians within a hundred years. In just a hundred years, my children and those adjutants and navigators who had undergone life-extending surgery are all dead. It's too strange."
Hildra had once again omitted a ton of details in a single, easy sentence, but the Khan didn't care. If there was enough time and the woman wanted to speak, he would listen and remain silent, just as he had just done. If the woman didn't want to talk, he wouldn't ask.
Then Hildra pressed the restraints into Khan's hands. "If I can't return, it will be up to you to uncover the secrets within. All my research results are within, too. It contains things the gods wish to forget. In this situation, we'll dig out whatever the gods wish to forget. You won't refuse, will you?"
The Khan grasped the box and answered with silence, and silence was the answer.
Having successfully entrusted two important tasks, Hildra looked much more relaxed. She started smoking her cigar again, which she had casually placed on the medical chair. It was now a quarter burned.
She flicked off the cigar ash, blew out another puff of smoke, and then said, "Your father once promised me a bright future. That future was so beautiful that it actually moved me."
Listening to Hildra's sarcastic remarks about her father, Khan did not make any statement.
"But now I finally understand. He didn't invite me to build that future with him. Instead, he tricked me into gambling. He took my chips and used them, along with his and everyone else's, to gamble with the gods, gambling on that future, gambling on everything humanity has. I advised him to be more cautious with the conquered worlds and newly recruited legions, but he thought doing so would be a waste of time. Now he's lost. The result of rushing for success is that failure will come quickly."
"But the only thing I admire about that guy is his shamelessness. He's already lost, but he still refuses to leave the table. As a result, the game can't be officially concluded, and the other gamblers have to stay in their seats. Now humanity needs shameless guys like him to hold the line."
At this point, Hildra also puffed away the cigar in one gulp, then stamped it out on the ground. "So, Your Highness Khan, what are your plans for the foreseeable future?"
Khan: "Just say what you mean."
"There are only three possibilities: total defeat, a desperate comeback, or something in between." Hildra narrowed her eyes and said, "I say, Your Highness Khan, if I unfortunately make it back alive from the Chaos flagship, and you don't want to stay in the Empire anymore, how about coming with me?"
The Khan also didn't respond, so Hildra continued to explain, "I've said before, even if the Empire survives, the future will be extremely difficult. You wouldn't like such an Empire. And we both know that the Empire doesn't represent all of humanity. So, now that this thing has run out of hope, how about we join me in finding new ways to save more of our compatriots? I know this sounds unorthodox and absurd, but we can't devote all of humanity's strength to the Empire alone, can we?"
As Hildra expected, the white giant remained silent.
However, she was not discouraged. People who did not know Khan might think that this Primarch was just a white barbarian who liked to race cars, but she knew that although the Primarch had a bold and unrestrained side, deep inside the skin of the white barbarian, he was a silent wise man. He was always watching and listening, thinking instead of speaking.
Khan would even chant and compose poetry when the matter was unimportant, but once faced with an important choice, he would often be very frugal with his words. His current silence was proof that he was thinking carefully.
But Chagatai Khan will not always remain silent to deal with all questions. He will give an answer when everything is settled.
Therefore, Hildra was not in a hurry. After she finished speaking, the Primarch did not seem to want to chat with her, so she took out a harmonica and started playing it. However, when she was halfway through the song, Wadjet, who was originally perched on the Khan's chest, suddenly stood up and kept making a "hissing" sound as a warning.
Hildra stood up with a harmonica in her mouth and began to tinker with the complicated medical equipment. Judging from her operation, she was not a complete amateur, but she was not very professional either. In addition, she had never used the Medical Sanctuary, so she was even more flustered.
Finally, Hildra had to take off her harmonica and whistled at Wadjet.
Upon hearing the command, Wadgit swooped onto Hildra's shoulder and began gesturing with his tail. Having spent a long time with Wadgit, Hildra naturally understood what he meant, and began to operate the treatment facility under his guidance, though she didn't forget to offer a few words of advice:
"Damn it, those guys wouldn't even bother giving this little guy a language module!"
Khan remained silent, not even moving his eyes, as if he didn't care at all about what was happening on Hildra's side, even though it was closely related to his physical condition.
Meanwhile, Hildra, under Wadjet's guidance, began to check Khan's various indicators on the instrument panel and adjust the medication injection. After completing these tasks, she quickly returned to Khan's side. Hildra opened Khan's eyelids to examine him. After confirming that there were no abnormalities, she quickly asked:
"How are you feeling now? Any strange sensations? Dizzy? Do you hear anything nagging in your ears... Of course, I'm not counting... Are your extremities numb? Do you feel a burning sensation in the wound?"
Khan shook his head, but after a pause he said, "I do feel a burning sensation in my chest, but not at the site of the wound."
Without the Khan specifying the location, Wadjet's tail shot out a circle of lasers to mark the range first. Soon, black began to emerge under the skin, and it twisted and surged.
Khan: "It feels... a little strange, like something is moving under my skin."
It’s not that Khan couldn’t stand this feeling, but he knew that he was seeing a doctor, and one of the stupidest things to do when seeing a doctor is to act tough in front of the doctor.
"The healing robots injected into your body have trapped the plague factors in your body and are trying to expel them, but the plague factors will not be eliminated so easily. They are still fighting."
As he spoke, Hildra pulled out a short-handled hunting knife. Spells were engraved on both the blade and the handle. These spells gleamed brightly under the infusion of Hildra's psychic energy. "Your Highness, Khan, if the plague factor cannot be expelled by the robots within your body, I will directly rip this piece of flesh from your chest, along with everything inside. A short pain is worse than a long one."
Khan nodded slightly, approving of this treatment plan.
More than ten seconds passed, and during this time the resistance in Khan's body had obviously intensified. The skin on Khan's marked area began to rise and fall irregularly, as if something was about to break out from inside.
Finally, during one of the most violent bulges, Hildra cut Khan's skin with a knife.
"Shh!"
Instantly, the gray-green Chaos Plague gushed out from the breach like a volcanic eruption. After leaving the Primarch's body, the Chaos Plague did not escape or dissipate, but surrounded Hildra and the Primarch like a storm.
Screams from the Warp filled the Medical Sanctuary, and the storm caused by the Chaos Plague destroyed and damaged all the equipment in the sanctuary. Hildra and the Primarch were the only two beings that it could not shake for the time being.
At this time, Hildra was in the storm. She raised the Emperor's Signet again, but the effect was like opening an umbrella in a storm. The range of the Emperor's Light was extremely compressed, and it could only slightly reduce the power of the storm.
This is a plague seed, concocted by a fallen Primarch, or even the Great Unclean One himself, capable of corrupting the Primarch. It is fed by the Primarch's flesh and blood. If it completely devours the Primarch, this seed will replace the Primarch's power and soul. After being completely expelled, it knows that it has no hope of infecting the Primarch again, so it begins to use all its strength to carry out a final destruction.
Facing the strong wind pressure, Hildra shouted, even though her voice was also suppressed by the storm:
"Purifying flames, burn away the filth, dispel the corruption, and cleanse the flesh!"
The spell was completed, and the light of the Emperor's Ring in Hildra's hand and the light from her own eyes bloomed simultaneously. The instantaneous light even forced the Khan to close his eyes to avoid it.
When the Khan opened his eyes again, he saw the messy Medical Sanctuary and Hildra who casually threw the Emperor's Ring to him.
Now that the plague in the Primarch's body has been resolved, Hildra no longer needs this thing.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness Khan. I'm afraid the cut I made will take a while to heal."
Finally, Hixildra straightened her slightly messy collar and said:
"Your Highness, Khan, please carefully consider what I have said to you. Whether you agree or not, I await your answer. However, even if I am alone, my goal will not change."