The Emperor’s Angel of Death

With a wave of his hand, Szarekh had Dolarn draw out a scroll from his waist, walk over, and hand it to Kharon. "This is the writ of appointment for the Administratum of Pandemonium, personally signed by His Majesty, along with the signet ring of the Iron Thorn Earl. Give it to Khardu, and tell him that if he wants more from the Imperium, he needs to work diligently and serve the Prince well, instead of constantly thinking about how to bargain."

Kharon hurriedly took these items, looking frightened as he said, "Yes, yes, Lord Dolarn, I will definitely convey it."

Then he looked at the bottle.

"So now..."

Dolarn then stepped forward and whispered, "Kharon, how can you be so foolish? This is the Prince's trust in you. Do you, a mere Dracon, really think the Prince covets your foul-smelling soul? The Prince has important matters to attend to in the Howling Vortex, and you are most familiar with that place. This is a good opportunity to earn merit. Do you plan to serve under Khardu for the rest of your life? But in the Kabal, your current position is already the limit. If you show any ambition to advance, Khardu will eliminate you immediately. That is the truth of power in the Kabal."

He then pointed to the things in the other's arms.

"But the Royal Court is different. You have plenty of room to rise. Don't you want the name written above... to become you?"

Kharon's shoulders trembled, and then he cautiously looked at Szarekh, whose smiling face seemed to convey a silent signal and hint.

Blinking, Kharon immediately knelt on one knee and said to Szarekh in a firm voice, "May the Prince forgive my previous ignorance. Kharon will be at your disposal, even unto death!"

"As long as you have merit and are willing to work, I will not be stingy with rewards. Everyone's future position depends on their current performance. You are a clever man, and I like clever men the most. You may return now and continue to be your Dracon. If you need anything, the Golden Guard will contact you."

"Yes, Your Highness. Then I shall take my leave."

After Kharon was led away by the Custodes, Szarekh slowly said, "It seems I have indeed overlooked this issue. Commorragh is not only unwelcome to us by Vect, but perhaps all the Kabals are unwelcome to us. They are all shrewd people and know that the Royal Court will not tolerate them continuing to act recklessly, harm the galaxy, and prey on their own kind. In this mindset, even if they hate Vect, they will still choose to stand on his side. We now need to find a way to divide Commorragh."

Dolarn turned and said, "Your Highness, perhaps the Royal Court can change its propaganda, such as allowing the Kabals a certain degree of autonomy."

Szarekh pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's useless. Those Kabal Archons are not so easily fooled, and it would arouse suspicion among the various Craftworlds, which would outweigh the benefits."

At this moment, Starbane spoke up, "Your Highness, are you aware of the Dark Muse?"

"The Dark Muse... Hmm, I have some impression. Those idol gods created by the people of Commorragh?"

"That's right. Although Commorragh is a land of chaos and depravity, it also has its own indigenous beliefs. I happened to learn of a rumor. I don't know if it's true, but it might be used as a means."

"What rumor?"

"Vect wants to become a god, that is, the Dark Muse, and this matter is related to a mysterious research by a Grand Master of the Bloodbrides."

"Oh?"

Szarekh frowned. Dolarn, after thinking for a few seconds, clapped his hands lightly.

"Yes, this plan is feasible."

"Lord Dolarn, what did you say?"

"Your Highness, we can spread the news that Vect wants to become a god. This will inevitably arouse suspicion among the various Kabals, because being controlled by a mortal and being ruled by a god are two different concepts, and Vect will never be able to prove himself otherwise. In addition, the act of becoming a god is often linked to large-scale sacrifices. The Archons will inevitably guess what Vect wants to sacrifice... The current opportunity is also very suitable. The awakening of the Death God has made gods a topic for everyone again. This kind of rumor is easy to spread. Even if they dare not show anything due to Vect's authority, suspicion will prompt them to investigate."

"I see."

Szarekh nodded, understanding the key point.

"It is indeed a good way, just like with the Usvokh, don't give them a 'better' choice, but give them the 'least worst' choice. If the essence of this galaxy is to be worse than each other, then the Royal Court will let them see an even worse result. Compared to Vect, who is trying to become a god, perhaps for some Archons, the Royal Court is not the worst choice."

"Your Highness is wise, that is indeed the case."

"Then do it this way. Vect is always causing trouble for us, it's time for us to make things difficult for him."

After dealing with the major issues, Szarekh could not leave immediately, because he was already here, so he had to deal with some minor matters as well.

For example, attending the commissioning ceremony of the Royal Court's newly built warships. These were the first batch of warships independently manufactured by the Eternal Court. They combined the memories of the Val engineers of Yemlok and the Bonesinger masters of Kinsael, and were supervised by the master artisan Kallus-Tuh. From the beginning of the design, their specifications were set very high, and they had to match the main military warships of the ancient empire, but the Emberwyrm and Abyssal Leviathan-class warships were too complex, and the Comet Butterfly-class, as a pure carrier, required a large number of pilots. Szarekh wanted a warship that could fight the Necrons, so Kallus-Tuh used his genius to design the Nethermaw Lion-class warship.

The volume of this warship is close to that of an Imperial large cruiser. The outline is very similar to that of a Necron warship, with a huge crescent shape at the front of the hull, except that this crescent is fuller and has only a small gap. The rear of the hull is a bit like a dragon boat, with huge solar sails and powerful booster engines. However, this crescent shape is not simply an imitation, but represents a mysterious technology.

The main weapon of the Nethermaw Lion-class is a super void lance, which is the crescent-shaped structure at the front of the hull. The void lance is a mysterious weapon that can only be seen on Voidraven bombers. The principle of this weapon may not even be understood by the Aeldari themselves. It does not rely on the platform's power supply, but can draw endless energy from the Webway, which means that even if the body carrying the void lance loses power, it can still fire. It can be said that it has brought the Aeldari's "creation from nothing" skills to the extreme, but Kallus-Tuh is precisely the person who understands the principle of the void lance.

The main gun of the Nethermaw Lion-class needs 2-3 seconds to charge before firing. Then, a golden energy sphere will appear in the center of the crescent structure, which is a miniature Webway portal. The Nethermaw Lion-class can then fire at will, for as long as it wants, without considering any overheating, rate of fire, or power supply issues. Moreover, the energy of the void lance is huge, enough to threaten the most solid warships of the Necrons. In addition, this void lance cannot only fire one beam of energy, it can simultaneously spread out 72 beams of energy, and is not limited by the "muzzle", being able to shoot towards a 270° spherical area in front of the hull. Even at the speed of a Necron warship, it is impossible to dodge. At the same time, a series of firepowers, such as star lances and sunflare cannons, are installed on the crescent structure and the rear hull, coupled with the super psychic engine that can speed up the ship, making it a warship that can fight and run, with amazing power.