With my Nine Yang Star foundation having firmly entrenched itself into my body I had Elesmere summon tiny little sparks of Warp fire to test my immunity to such mystical flames and thankfully I was right as the combination of the Yang body technique would repel the heat and my cultivation art would simply devour the warp essence attempting to kill or mutate me
If anything, having Elesmere focus on basically cooking me in a bonfire of Warp Fire was far faster for my cultivation then even eating a dozen nutrient cubes at once.
Only problem with that plan was me needing to use my extremely costly Shadow Domain to subvert the coming warp entities that sensed the Warp flames opening a tiny gateway into the material world.
So, it remained inefficient until I could permanently engrave my Demon Summoning Pool into reality, having a Warp enriched area was likely something I was going to need to forgo. Unless I could get off this planet and go to a Warp torn world closer to the Eye of Terror.
Hell, who knows maybe when I get stronger, I can remake Cadia and use the actual Eye of Terror to help my cultivation being so close to it.
A week later of arduous cultivation I could feel my Qi changing as a cascading change snowballed. Finally, my Dantian properly opened for the first time and my eyes glowed a haunting purple as my body was flooded with quickly refined Warp energies with countless tiny Warp entities being shredded by my Qi and absorbed into my body to create the tiny pocket dimension that was my Dantian to hold more than two hundred times my previous capacity of Qi.
"The Nascent Realm doesn't disappoint!" I grinned feeling how much more powerful I was. Briefly I considered going out into the spider domain properly and out of the relative safety of our tunnel but remembering the fact that I couldn't fly nor had a way to safely get back into the tunnel quickly dissuaded me from such a choice.
But then I remembered a rather pressing issue that was in the Cistern City. That Genestealer Cult...
With Hive Fleet Levithan in this space sector, I would much rather the Genestealers not lead the Tyranids here at all.
After a bit more cultivation to assure my cultivations, foundation was strong and wasn't having any issues I braced myself as I stood up and walked into Elesmere's room.
"You know of the Genestealers right?" I asked as she stood up at me coming into her room and interrupting her own meditation.
"Yes? Are you planning on reporting the group that was working with those slavers?" She asked and I shook my head.
"That... Is a much better idea that just rushing in to purge them." I said with my face twitching as I remembered I needed to not let my cultivation get to my head and to remain steady. "But I do need actual combat in order to affirm my strength and capabilities." I muttered with Elesmere merely shrugging in response.
"Well in that case I suppose I need to head to church I suppose." I grumbled as I realized that attempting to work with the overzealous executioners of the emperor's church cult was likely to be my best bet in opening an inroad to those Genestealers and frankly to gather their attention so I can go unga bunga Natsu mode as I punched Genestealers into charred corpses.
My options were basically the gutter trash down here in Underhive, trying to get the worlds Guardsmen down here in the Underhive, or the easiest bet would be to pull the Ecclesiarchy into conflict with the Genestealer cult as for one they offend all the religious nutjobs tenants as the Genestealers for one are basically Xeno's with how mutated they are. They worship Xeno's as gods. And worst of all for those religious nutjobs, they actively pull good 'pure' humans away from the God Emperor's light as they indoctrinate people into the Genestealer Cult.
"Can you hide your cute ears to come with me, or you just going to stay here?" I asked and Elesmere's face scrunched up at me teasing of her ears as I had lately begun my own teasing of her as I taught her which parts of her body needed to be focused on refining with her Diamond Body as I offhandedly brushed her ears with my Qi making her shudder at the feeling of my almost Warp like energies caressing her body.
"Yes, give me a moment to fashion a band to wrap around my head then we can go." She said as she obviously was getting tired of just sitting around even if she was still getting stronger.
As she spent the next couple minutes making a tight band of cloth similar to an exercise headband I was thinking about my next options as to what I should do for my cultivation as despite my Nine Yang Body Technique providing me literally some of the best flames for alchemy in terms of pills and elixirs.
A Hivecity obviously wouldn't have the herbs I needed to create such things and I think that orb that gave me my cultivation knowledge knew that as I was soon drawn to the guides on how to create artifacts of power and more importantly how to refine a Dharma Sword.
A Dharma Sword similar to Kasaya Beads was a sword that was bound to a cultivator and would be enriched with their powers to become stronger and more malleable so mystical metals could be added to the sword, and most importantly allow the wielders to channel their sword arts far easier as the sword would literally be an extension of the wielder.
"Ok so next plan is to refine this commissar sword and make some shield charms to protect myself from random bullets." I muttered as I took out the commissar sword and began drawing sigils with my own blood upon it.
"You ready to go Jake?" Elesmere asked me as she came out of her area with a black band tightly wrapped around her forehead and covering the points of her ears and was armed with a sword of wraith bone she created over weeks of cultivation as although she could make wraith bone, she certainly wasn't a Bonesinger.
"Yeah... Let's hope they don't kill the messenger as it were." I said as I opened up the vault door and we made our way towards the Cistern city.
'I can finish the ritual to bind my sword to myself later.' I thought as we headed down the tunnel.
Only a couple traps at the front of the tunnel were tripped so it only took us a couple moments for me to burn the bodies left behind and move the scrap weapons off to the side for us to recycle if we wanted, before we left our tunnel and arrived back in the Cistern city.
"So where even is the Imperial Cult church?" Elesmere asked me as we pushed through the throngs of dead eyed vagrants going about their lives in the Underhive.
I had gathered a decent bit of information in my times exploring bits of the Cistern City, so I knew where the largest church was down here. Whether they took our warning however was of little concern as I could always attack the Genestealers using an illusion of a Angry space marine finding them, and they would obviously mount an offensive on the people of the Cistern city.
Either way I would accomplish my goal of getting rid of the Genestealers.
Once we arrived at the Imperial Cult church, I could only gawk at the opulent grounds so separated to the surrounding squalor. A massive gothic church menacingly stood in front of us, and I could see the hidden turrets mounted on the gargoyles and windows of the church, showing how the place of worship was clearly ready for any form of invasion which made sense.
"There are pyskers below the church." Elesmere whispered and I nodded knowing full to well what was probably going to happen to them.
"Probably the poor bastards about to be sent to burn in the Astronomican." I muttered grimacing at the thought of being caught and used as psychic fuel, so the Imperium has their super light house for their travels through the Warp.
Thankfully with my cultivation being at the Nascent Realm and especially the Nine Yang Sun technique I had a massive fuck you suicide technique so the moment they decide to strap me into that machine I would explode as a small super nova and the Imperium, and more importantly that undead emperor would be fucked.
As we walked into the church, I saw at the end of the ridiculously ornately decorated church's main hall a series of men in priestly clothes were bowed in front of a preaching man loudly speaking the glories of humanities god emperor but with the wealth he had as a high ranking priest he had a number of cybernetics added to his body like an eye replacement and what looked to be literally a small las gun hanging on his shoulder like some kind of Predator Plasma launcher.
"Let the head preacher do his sermon then we will try to speak with him." I said as I wrapped my arm around Elesmere's waist to deter the searching gazes of the people who were watching our late entrance as we took a seat close to the front of the congregation.
Finally, the man finished his sermon with demands for his holy flock to adhere to iron tenants of the Imperial Cult. "My sheep you must all help humanity by purging the heretics, beware the psyker and mutant, and lastly abhor the Xenos!"
Elesmere's face obviously twitched and she gripped my knee as the man droned on and on about basically killing off everything that could contest humanity's right of dominion.
But finally, the lead preacher coughed as he waved to another of the lesser priests who began their preaching their own version of the same dogma.
I quickly brought Elesmere over to the headpreacher who frowned seeing us approach, but his guards quickly put themselves between us and the preacher and visibly readied their Las guns in our direction while they were still pointed downwards.
"Oh, Father of this home. Of our God Emperor I bring most grave tidings! I have found the greatest heresy possibly taking root here within the shadows of this city!" I spoke making the man frown before he snapped his fingers, and the guards allowed us to pass them and approach the man.
"Humble citizen what tidings do you contain? If the news bear truth I will personally see to your rewards, do not worry." He said obviously thinking I was just another street rat wanting a decent meal and was trying to sellout a psyker practicing their ability's.
"I have found Xeno's have infiltrated our dark city and have been swaying our fellow men into the madness of worshipping some kind of Star Children Cult!" I said and the priest froze as his non cybernetic eye widened as he realized I was alluding to a gene stealer cult and when I went onto make up a tail about how I had a coworker in my factory that dissapeared for several months only for me to find him with the very distinctive Genestealer Cults mutations the priest grabbed my shoulders firmly.
"My son you have brought my news of great importance now where did you see them!" He said and I saw his cybernetic eye had a series of almost web pages being reflected and I bet the man was making Vox calls to the other surrounding church's of the Hive City as he warned them of what I found.
I explained the slaving operation obviously not saying how I got Elesmere from there and he nodded understanding how such a front would be perfect for getting hold of high value humans which those infected humans could even be sold into the Upper Hive which would spread their mind control taint to the elements that controlled the entire Hive city that hosted hundreds of millions of humans.
"My child here." He said and I was shocked as the man gave me a metal plate which prominently in high gothic explained that I was now officially a citizen of Hive City Bornean and could leave the Underhive as I pleased and go to the Lowerhive.
"For your great service this is the best reward I can give you. Now take your wife and flee into the Lowerhive to live a better life." The priest said and as we were gently escorted away, I heard the man speaking to his guards. "Prepare the holy warriors for battle. There is an infestation and ask the Sisters who are stationed above if they will send assistance."
Being thought of as an ignorant Underhive dweller obviously had its bonuses as the people who were actually in the know to the dangers of the galaxy knew the signs of the beings I spoke of, and they thought that I actually came across those threats as I would otherwise have no other way of finding such precise information of Genestealers.
This pass will serve me well soon enough in getting a decent comfortable middle-class home in the Lowerhive... But I still need to finish refining my Dharma Sword and I will be killing those Genestealers for a variety of reasons before I leave the Underhive for the much more peaceful Lowerhive.
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Once we arrived back in our vault Elesmere told me she was going to finish her Diamond Body reformation while also coming up with a better disguise for her ears as that was the most defining part of her body that could out her as a Xeno.
I on the other hand knew all too well that gathering the troops and supplies to invade that Genestealer Cult was going to take at least a couple hours so I had plenty of time for me to slowly engrave my sigils onto my Commissar sword until almost every inch of its surface was covered in small runes.
Honestly for a Dharma Sword that will stick with me for a long time, this simple steel sword to put bluntly wasn't worth the hearts blood essence I was putting onto it but I needed a strong weapon that would last me until I at least reached the Earth Realm of Cultivation and once I got there I could see if I could make a deal with a demon for them to steal the Crone sword that Slaanesh had hidden away in one of her castles.
Well, that or I could attempt to either raid Terra for one of the Primarch's swords or trade with one of the Xeno races for a powerful sword.
Finally, after an hour engraving with blood pulled with my Qi directly from my heart, I twisted the mass of runes and arrays on the sword in a swirling pattern making them shrink until it formed an ouroboros symbol at the hilt of the blade and I felt a strong connection to my sword.
"Now for the fun part..." I grimaced making Elesmere look outside her room in confusion at how apprehensive I sounded but her face froze as I pulled an Ichigo and shoved the blade through my own heart making me vomit blood as it pierced my lungs
"What the fuck are you doing!" Elesmere cried rushing into the room and was about to pull out the sword but as she approached, she saw where the blade should have penetrated all the way through my back that there was no exit wound even the blades handle pressing against my chest.
I waved her off unable to speak with the literal blade inside my chest but knowing I had to rely on that gifted knowledge that hadn't steered me wrongly in absorbing a fucking sun of all things, I quickly followed the directions my mental guide explained and finally the handle of the sword fell out of the air as the swords blade was fully absorbed into my body.
The loud clanging noise of the handle colliding with the metal floor signaled I had formed my Sword Seed as my heart took on the elemental alignment of Metal which would gift me a perfect talent for Sword Arts as I now had the Sword Orifice Heart Physique due to the Sword Seed Technique.
"I am alright Elesmere. Cultivation especially powerful methods I used aren't... Pleasant to get started to say the least." I said grimacing as I had a whole host of other powerful techniques, but I was honestly terrified of cultivating them. Such as the Primordial Rage Buddha technique which would allow me to grow to massive sizes at will grant me great strength and most importantly an insane regeneration factor that so long as a single drop of blood remained, I could reform my body within moments.
But the entry to that technique required me to sever or cripple all four limbs of my body and do the equivalent of climbing a cliff with only my chin to pull myself up in intensity...
On the other hand, was the Diamond Body Technique which was also a Buddhism art however it was rather basic, and it showed that by the technique only requiring it needed the person simply to eat a large amount of food to fuel the bodies transformation.
"Will other techniques you teach me be so... Ridiculous as to need you to stab yourself in the chest?" Elesmere asked wryly and I shook my head.
"No frankly the Solitary Moon Technique you will be training will be far tamer in comparison to my actions in eating a sun. I burnt alive a bit and you uhm will eat a normal rock to mostly project ice while also having some gravity abilities."
"Just a normal rock? Not some super radioactive isotope that will turn me into a toad should I sneeze while absorbing it?" She said doubtfully and I gleefully nodded.
"Yup a completely normal rock... Don't worry about it!" I said cheerfully patting Elesmere on her shoulder and I saw she was in no way convinced of my words. "Well in either case I need to head out lest I be left out of the fun to come. To train in Sword Arts obviously requires me to use a sword in battle."
Elesmere nodded as when I practiced just the motions of the sword arts, I had without Qi, even she had to agree the fluidity of the motions once I got the muscle memory down reminded her of the tales of that one sword obsessed Eldar Yvraine that was a Sword Cultivator in all but name that fought in the War of Heaven millions of years ago and was still fucking alive at this point, just being a hermit and killing anyone who annoyed her.
With a flash the Commissar sword flashed into my right hand but now it had a new handle made out of bone inlaid with glowing golden blood vessels showing its Metal elemental alignment.
As I walked into the tunnel, I looked towards the dark tunnel heading towards the spider domain and with a flash I swung the sword within my hands a silver arcing beam of light was launched from my sword making a screaming noise as it heedlessly carved its way through Rockcrete and chunks of metal from the traps Elesmere setup.
Finally, after more than twenty yards of carving through the floor, ceiling and all the debris in the way, the power in my sword qi dissipated leaving an early silence.
I nodded looking at the damage and not wanting to see Elesmere's reaction to her traps being wrecked I quickly made my way towards the Cistern City.
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I was posted up above the slave running business a whole street away and atop another building to watch the area in case any Genestealers were hiding in the shadows of the buildings
I have heard stake outs were never fun in anyway. The adrenalin of watching for a certain event to happen that would signal you 'going in' as it was only compounded the anxiety I was feeling as this was nothing as simply as a simply stake out to catch a drug deal or something.
This stake out. This event of the church versus the Genestealers may very well determine the fate of this planet, and should this planet fall I had no chance to survive in reality. The realms in which I could tear a spatial tear to another planet or even travel in space without a spaceship or artifact that was made for inter realm travels simply wasn't feasibly until I reached the upper levels of the mortal ranks of my cultivation.
So, I was taking the chance to participate in the battle as I had interest in dealing with the possibility that an overzealous Inquisitor may hear a Genestealer cult was getting to the point where it was confident in being semi in the open in a Tyrranid hot zone of space and simply gifting the Emperor's Mercy to the planet in the various forms of Exterminatus.
Finally, once I believed I was beginning to go crazy in anticipation I saw that the Church wasn't going in to investigate or otherwise clear out people. Nope from the other side of the Cistern City were the lifts to the Lowerhive was, a series of metal orbs arced over the city and violently exploded upon the slave ring establishment as the dozens of mortars landed at once.
It was repeatedly bombarded for several minutes and even with my cultivation boosted senses I honestly lost count of the number of explosions before the screaming mortals halted their journeys across the now silent city as the Underhive dwellers realized this wasn't a simple mutant purge and fled into the shadows to hide.
Once the explosions stopped, I saw a couple minutes later the rubble from the building were being moved somehow and I grimaced as several Genestealers in full mutations with insect carapaces on their foreheads and an extra set of muscular arms to augment their strength broke out of the rubble screaming incoherently.
But the screams of the Genestealers were soon met with cries of approaching Imperial Soldiers who as a whole spoke in a thundering tone. "Enemies of the Imperium, hear me. You have come here to die. The Immortal Emperor is with us, and we are invincible. His soldiers will strike you down. His war machines will crush you under their treads. His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win. The Emperor has given us his greatest weapon to wield. So make yourselves ready. We are the First Regiment, and today is our Victory Day!"
They repeated the words as a mantra that even stirred up my own bloodlust and desire to just go down there take a Las gun and begin blasting.
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There was no communication between the Imperial Guardsmen and the Genestealer's the moment the Guardsmen braced themselves behind some cover they brought up their Las carbine rifles and began laying out a hail of lasers that disintegrated a chunk of flesh on any Genestealers when hit.
The Genestealers however didnt just stand in the rubble of their operations to be shot for nothing as from large holes bored under the rubble came even larger Genestealers armed with two rocket launchers began shooting missiles to break apart the cover the Guardsmen were hiding behind.
But those larger Genestealers didnt last too long as from across atop another building a loud bang rang out that pierced the sounds of laser fire ionizing the air and the more primitive guns the Genestealers were using.
The loud bang was the report of a sniper taking his shot and the man's aim was true as one of the larger Genestealers wielding heavy weapon ordnance dropped dead as his head exploded.
While the Guardsmen taking the front and church operatives taking up the rear with surgical strikes, they made a decent combination disregarding the Guardsmen being blown to bits as there cover wasn't at all made to be taking high explosive ordnance or a deluge of rounds from a mini gun.
The next issue a few minutes later was how I saw the smaller menial Genestealers who initially unburied the tunnels to their operations had unearthed a large hole and from it a sort of life brought up something that brought me some worry.
"How the hell did they get a tank!" I cursed as Las fire and even grenades shot into the overly thick armored vehicle did absolutely nothing to it.
The tank looked to have been a remodeled mining machine and the Genestealers had repurposed its great horsepower from drilling and tugging around massive amounts ore and materials to instead carry an obscene amount of armor that was complemented with small canons and flame throwers that clearly showed this tank was meant to be used in this very situation as it didnt need to be fast as the streets were so packed.
It just needed to be able to withstand constant mortar fire and any other explosive ordnance as it acted to breach any defenses with its large drills on the front of the tank.
I took in the battlefield more completely and guessed there was a couple thousand Guardsmen down here and normally that would be a drop in the bucket, but the Underhive's streets were so fucking close that even when the Guardsmen were exchanging fire with the Genestealers atop buildings the reality was that the streets were already packed with fighting bodies, especially with the massive tank trudging towards the Guardsmen's position.
Looking past the tank I saw the lift that pulled it from wherever it came from had descended to perhaps pick up another vehicle making me bite my lip as I considered if this was where I wanted to interject within the battle.
Seeing the Genestealer Cults literally roll over any defense and attack the under equipped Guardsmen came with I stood up and my Dharma Sword flashed into my hands as I stood at the edge of the building.
"Split the clouds of heaven with one sword." I said solemnly as I drew upon my Sword Seed and my heart heated up at using a fifth of my Qi, when I sent out as a large crescent moon of silver energy was launched off my blade and with a mighty screeching noise the sword Qi arc cut halfway into the armored tank before it lost its energy.
I then explosively launched myself off my building wreathed in the pure Yang fires of a sun to dodge the Genestealers retaliatory machine gun fire and caused a large explosion of high temperature flames that spread across the rubble of the Genestealers side of the battle.
Knowing that I was literally outnumbered more than a thousand to one I quickly dashed towards the hole where the lift was and with my violently billowing flames wreathing me the las fire and indirect debris that collided with me didnt bring me any harm or knock me off course as I swung my sword sending another powerful arc of Sword Qi that collapsed a chunk of another building to drop onto some entrenched Genestealers as I fell into the lifts tunnel.
Once I fell for more than a few seconds I quickly kicked the square shaped tunnel's wall to bring me towards a corner and then I used my boots to slow my descent as they grinded against the walls.
Looking down now that I wasn't about to fall to my death as I slowed my fall to a much more manageable level, I saw the well-lit bottom was more than a couple hundred meters down.
"This is getting closer to the Hive Sump. No wonder no one found them!" I cursed knowing how the Sump of a Hive City was literally a hellhole as it was so hostile to life with all the filth and pollutants that only mutants and lesser demons that got summoned due to simply how shitty it was down there could survive. Humans never went down there unless it was completely necessary and even then, parties that went down that deep hardly ever returned.
As I approached the lift tunnels end, I noticed how the four walls actually didnt meet the floor of the ground beneath and as soon as I hit the floor, I saw I was in a huge open hanger structure with tanks and other armored vehicles clearly being loaded to battle the Guardsmen up top.
Then there was the angry ant nest of uncountable thousands of Genestealers for as far as I could see that were rushing around in a rat race.
Happy that I was wearing a thick hood that covered a good chunk of my features I quickly ran forward and merged into the crowd before more Genestealers could alert the others as I saw more than a couple of the closer ones freaking out and pointing at me for somehow surviving the three hundred some meter fall.
'Where the hell is the Patriarch!" I cursed under my breath as I was carrying a large pile of metal parts while I ran at a human like speed around the edges of the hanger in search of a large sign stating 'broodlord' here or something as I knew this damn place was going to be a maze and I honestly didnt know if all these monsters had some kind of telepathic connection or something.
But hearing more explosions coming from above as more tanks and heavy munitions rode up on different elevators, I knew I needed to find the Patriarch which should I kill them would send the whole army of Genestealers into disarray and allow the Guardsmen to more easily kill them.
But my thoughts were sent head over heels as from another side tunnel on the other side of the Hanger I saw something that made me freeze in extreme surprise.
Silently with machine precision a contingent of a hundred Interrogators basically Inquisitor's in training, grimly ran into the hanger and executed all who were around them before they all lifted what looked to be a grenade launcher as they took cover and knowing that those crazy bastards wouldn't hide from a simple explosion for no reason I swiftly dropped my parts I was using as cover and jumped into the open hatch of one of the surrounding vehicles.
"Shit!" I cursed as half a dozen Genestealers whirled on me for dropping into their armored troop carrier and not wanting to use my Qi on sending unnecessary sword Qi attacks I dashed forward with my body wreathed again in flames.
With my Cultivation and the two body cultivation arts I had I was easily able to overpower the Genestealers and each punch acted like a heavy bolter impacting them as my fists ploughed through flesh and burnt out the senses of Genestealers before my hands landed upon them.
The tank I was within was then violently thrown towards its side sending me and the ashes of the Genestealers in the tank against the wall before the tank bottom heavy design insured, we didnt end up on its side or anything.
With the brief moment of calm before the Genestealers began shooting at the elite church agents I looked out briefly over the edge of the tank and saw my target of interest as the battle became far more chaotic as seemingly Guardsmen, Church Soldiers, and what looked to be a group of Adepta Sororitas, Sisters of Battle valiantly crying out as they ran into battle in the Emperors name.
Knowing this battle was far too insane for me to simply wander around in a black cloak in order to find the Patriarch, I decided to fully join Humanities offensive after I found some kind of yellow industrial paint, they were using to coat the tank I used the pain on the front and back of the cloak I was wearing by using my fingers to as best I could draw the Imperial Aquila of a set of wings and bird on each of the wings.
"Hopefully they don't just shoot me..." I muttered as I looked around to see where the best place for me to join the fight was.
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"For the Emperor!" I cried out as I dove into the melee pile of church zealots that were engaging likewise in 'honorable' melee combat with the Genestealers.
To say the least my appearance definitely ruffled some feathers as the church's agents bristled at my arcing sword beams and golden flames burning the foes of humanity as I flagrantly used 'the powers of the warp' without being one of their pet pyskers.
But my cultivation enhanced voice that literally acted as weak sonic weak and blew out the ear drums and otherwise disoriented the Genestealers stopped them from doing something stupid.
'Maybe they thought I was some kind of Perpetual or spirit summoned to aid in their battle' I thought as I spun in circle sending a weak spiral of sword qi around me that bisected the crowd of Genestealers that attempted to dogpile me.
"In the holy light of the all-father burn!" I yelled pulling at my single star within me and my surrounding for a brief moment my sight went completely blue as the air surrounding me for a brief moment became plasma making another wave of Genestealers into ash before I coated my sword in my suns flames and strongly stabbed in the direction of the other half of the hanger sending a ray of light as though a solar flare was born there melting all fornications, tanks and Genestealers.
Yet even with me flashily destroying the Genestealers I began to realize a very pressing fact about 40k battles.
"There's no fucking end to these bastards!" I cursed after another five minutes of fighting and having to run my flames outside my body to melt any explosives and bullets launched at me. All those actions had contributed to my Qi beginning to run dry, so I began to look for a way out of the battle in order to recover a bit.
Seeing the big bad Sisters of Battle were still in the thick of the battle I decided to go where the church operatives had created a bulwark in the massive hanger as the guardsmen side of the battle was a constant meatgrinder with no sight from beginning to end as they sought to drown the Genestealers in a deluge of Las fire and bodies.
"Halt who are you!" A man asked and I simply collapsed against a crate of ammo or something in response.
"Just a good Samaritan fighting the good fight." I said tiredly but I was still being alert in order to watch out for any of the church agents to attempt to blow my brains out.
"What is your Hive ID you are obviously an unregistered Pysker? You need training lest you fall to the predations of darkness!" A woman walked out of the shadows of the tunnel the church and Sisters of Battle pushed out of.
'Fuck it's another sister... And she looks to be at a much higher rank.' I thought seeing the grizzled white-haired woman fully clad in highly decorated power armor.
"I needed a moment to rest from using my abilities and I am very clear as to what kind of horrors can be attracted and.." Before I could continue, she swiped her hand and cut me off.
"I order you to tell me your Hive ID civilian or I will shoot you where you sit for refusing to answer a military order!"
The church agents who were setting up turrets and other fortifications to shoot deeper into the massive hanger all whirled onto me with their bolter pistols aimed at me and I sighed.
"Lady... This is the Underhive no one gave a shit about my birth, nor will they care for my death. I have no identification and neither does the vast majority of people down here. Now let's put down the guns lest I panic and panicking psykers are no good for anyone." I said as closing my eyes and beginning to meditate to recover my Qi, but I still had my divine sense's out, and they could sense the motions of all the people around me so I wasn't in any danger that having my eyes open couldn't solve.
After a couple moments I felt through my Divine Sense, the Sister of Battle holster her bolter and clap her hands sending all the other soldiers back to their work as the woman approached me.
Seeing her hand approaching my hood I couldn't help but grumble. "Can you just let me meditate or you my mother or something." As the woman flipped back my hood and took in my appearance.
The woman's face only twitched at my chiding tone, but she kneeled down to inspect my features without actually touching me and finally she stood up with a sigh. "You are clear of mutations... For a pysker let alone having grown up here in Underhive its simply a miracle of the emperor's will that you are so pure of deformities."
I couldn't help but snort at her words and open my eyes to look at her in disdain as I spoke. "I have absolutely zero interest in cybernetics that will mar my pure body with cold machinery and as for Warp mutations... I will sooner kill myself than run around with a third eye and one of my arms turn into a crab claw or something equally monstrous."
The Sister of Battle's face scrunched up at my words before she sighed and gave me a tired smile. "If only all the pyskers of Humanity had a such firm will then they would be our greatest ally rather than a constant threat we need to suppress." Having said that she grabbed what I believed to be a massive Bolter rifle that an acolyte brought her and with a hum she loaded it up.
"I can see you have a decent grasp of your powers as you walk somewhere along in the middle of all the pysker paths will you be rejoining the battle or is your will power too low to continue?" She asked and I knew she wasn't simply asking if I was being a pussy and just opting out of fighting.
She was asking if my willpower was still suitable to battle off the Warps influence in the midst of battle.
"I am still more than combat capable." I said as I had recovered about a solid half of my Qi by now and stood up to meet the gaze of the scarred face of the white haired Sister.
"Heh if anything I bet, I killed more of those Xeno scum than all you girls!" I said challenging making the surroundings girls jeer at me and throw a dirty look.
"Hoho. Well, I haven't fought directly side by side with another pysker so I may be rusty... But put your money where your mouth is little boy. Let's see who kills more with our Servitor Skulls recording the battle." She said pointing as at the semi hidden skulls flying around the roof of the hanger was recording and sending data about the battle, I guess.
For a moment I considered just blustering like a young master, but I shook the arrogant desire away as my sword flashed back into my hand. "Rather than total kills, whoever kills the Patriarch wins the bet and it has to be between me and you not one of your other sisters hitting it with some miniature blackhole missile or something."
The woman laughed and nodded patting me on the shoulder as she stood by my side as we strode past the fortifications. "In that case I have good news. We have used seismic scanning of these tunnels and found the main atrium where the modifications of humans into Genestealers takes place. The Patriarch obviously will be there and will meet his end there in the Emperor's name!"
"Sisters of Battle! We the daughters of the Emperor will purge this world of its Xeno filth and bring order! To battle!" She cried as she ran forward into the thicket of combat shooting the massive bolter using her power armor to mitigate its massive recoil and as a large crowd of Sisters of Battle attempted to pass by me, I ran forward outstripping the sister's leader and became a whirlwind of death as I sent powerful arcs of Sword Qi ahead to destroy fortifications and enemies.
"Don't get left behind then hag!" I yelled proudly as I ducked into the tunnel sister in which the patriarch was supposedly in.
How could I let a bunch of non-cultivators even if they were in power armor out battle me?
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I had a great number of sword techniques stored within my mind but having just gotten my sword seed I had been abusing my built-in Sword Intent that came with the Open Sword Heart Orifice physique and not actually using real techniques that could push my combat techniques to the next level.
For a number of reasons, the elemental alignment of any sword Arts I was going to learn needed to be carefully examined as obviously water or ice-based sword arts with my Nine Yang Sun Techniques would make using the techniques a dozen times more difficult.
But there lucky were some non-elementally aligned sword arts I could use even here in the middle of the battle as I already had such information downloaded into my brain and had simply practiced the motions in the safety of our vault.
I began using a technique called the Taixuan Sword Arts that allowed me to telekinetically control my sword to fly around at high speeds as I took the more direct approach of literally punching molten carapace from Genestealers into their bodies as my sword telekinetically flew around like a whirlwind of death as I took inspiration from Alucard and how he fought at times.
Even had a decent shield in the form of the armored forms of a couple Genestealers I staked through their hearts with a thick piece of rebar and was using their armored forms as a bludgeoning instrument and more importantly to block the cascade of small arms fire that were being shot at me.
The slog of constant slaughter eventually slowed me down enough that. that hardass Sister of Battle stomped around another corner grabbing a Genestealer and simply smashing its head into paste via a wall with her power armor boosted strength.
"You went down the wrong side tunnel." She chided and I shrugged as I punted a piece of debris down a hallway and decapitated a rushing Genestealer armed with what looked to be a jackhammer.
"No, I was simply killing more Genestealers. You were just being expedient and avoided the trash in order to kill Patriarch." I said quickly and she couldn't fault me for going down a side path to kill more heretics especially as I didnt get lost or otherwise cause troubles.
"Quite... Now look. This is a pulse grenade made specially to disturb the more biological pysker heresy the Patriarch and other higher level Tyrranid pyskers typically use. Now when I yell corpse starch, I don't want to see you collapse like a little bitch when your own psyker abilities fail you and cause a headache." The Battle Sister Leader told me after showing the red painted grenade with an embossed skull upon it.
'Weren't those supposed to be like super rare or something?' I thought before nodding as that grenade shouldn't hurt me in the slightest as my powers weren't based in the Warp itself.
After a few more minutes of desperate pushing through Genestealers where the iron disciple and obscene skill that grizzled woman had showed its worth as she led me through the tunnels with me taking out heavier fortifications while she would without fail land a headshot onto ever poor Genestealer she saw which with the exploding rounds of a bolter, there heads exploded like a watermelon with a firework stuffed into it.
Even when other Sisters of Battle managed to catch up, they would inevitably fall back after being caught by some shrapnel of our battle across their less armored body portions like their face. Now I knew why so many people had cybernetic eyes...
"Alright here the bastard is." The grizzled old Battle Sister said as we stood in front of a large closed, armored door and she hummed in thought as she checked her satchel before cursing about how she had already used her breaching charges before turning to me. "Alright you go ahead and be a gentleman and open the door for a lady."
"Heh a woman like you needs me to open a door?" I said teasingly earning a chuckle from her as I considered whether I should try to use sword qi to cut through it or melt through it with my internal sun.
"Get back I am going to cut a hole through it." I said after a moment of thought and the woman quickly moved back behind me as I held my sword in a laido position charging my sword Qi for half a minute before with a shout a circle of sword Qi launched itself from my now sheathing sword crashing into the metal door ahead of us creating a loud screeching noise as my Sword Qi sliced deeply into the metal.
With a loud banging noise, I could hear my sword qi had cut through the metal door and smashed into the next room firmly alerting everyone we were here.
"Help me push this!" I said as I pushed the large circle I had cut into the door and the woman holstered her large bolter over her back as she braced her power armor clad body against the metal door beside me.
In the couple minutes it took for us to push the multi ton metal metal chunk through the hole I cut through a few more Battle Sisters arrived and quickly helped us push the remaining way. "Sisters, fan formation with a double pincer." She hissed at the other Sisters of Battle as I strode through the opening I made before another wave of bullets and now globes of acid were being shot at us.
I guessed she wanted her Sisters to branch out once we arrived in the room while me and her were taking point? Or was she going to leave me to do my own thing?
Either way the moment I got into the large room before I could even take in its features, I quickly began throwing large fireballs around the room to give us some breathing room.
Once I got properly into the room and behind a bit of cover, I was actually able to see the surroundings and I gapped at the large atrium filled with Genestealer propaganda. There were flags baring there symbol and small quotes about breaking people's chains and becoming one with the 'star children'
Or in other words being eaten having your biomass harvested and made into a basically mind controlled monster.
"Welcome to my home have you come to join our loving embrace humans?" A voice seemed to whisper across my mind, and I staggered before beginning to mentally chant a Buddhist hymn that would keep my mind clear and more importantly confuse anyone who attempted to touch my blank mind.
"Foul Xeno you shall die here for the affront of existence!" The leader of the Battle Sister's roared as she took out an electrically coated sword as she charged towards the now revealed Patriarch who roared so loudly, I felt my ears pop as and the metal in my Dharma Sword vibrate.
A number of Sisters staggered to their knees as the sound attack literally blew out there balance and maybe actually killed a couple but I wasn't able to watch them as I was running ahead to meet the Patriarch and the Battle Sister who somehow used her power sword to dull the sound waves that were aimed directly at her.
The Genestealer Patriarch was for me a large specimen as it was more than eight feet tall and with four arms with each hand having fingers each having foot long lethal claws. The Patriarch not only was highly muscular it was also wearing a thick form of carapace armor around its chest that could somehow block off the withstand the Sword Qi I launched at it with the Qi beams only shattering chunks of its armor as I approached the Patriarch.
"Just die..." I grunted as I dodged under a metal shattering swipe from the Patriarch and then landed a brutal fire coated kick into the knee of the monster before I had to backstep as the Genestealers tail whipped forward over its head and attempted to stab me with the blade on the end of the tail that had ominous green glowing fluid on it.
The Battle Sister leader took the chance that the Patriarch provided with how I had hobbled its knee and it having overextended to stab me with its scorpion like tail as she brought her power sword down with cry and attempted to decapitate the Xeno but the Patriarch screeched as he swiped towards the battle sister but it was for naught as it had to sacrifice its tail to slow the descent of the power sword and allow it to move out of the way but still smashing the woman with its clawed hands sending her flying across the room.
The room wasn't just us fighting though. The other Battle Sisters were fighting the elite Genestealers that probably served the Patriarch as its guards.
"Die human!" The Patriarch screeched as its psychic outcry briefly broke through my hymn but before its clawed hands could land upon the head of the Leader of the Battle Sisters, I waved my hand with a red line reaching out the ten meters that separated us.
"Get over here!" I yelled viciously as with a powerful yank using all my strength, I used my Kasaya Beads to literally rip off the leg I had wrapped my bladed semi sentient necklace around and bring the Patriarch closer to me.
The Patriarch obviously beginning to panic having lose a leg and its tail bent over and began to actually run away using powerful four arms as a sort of replacement for its lost leg at a much slower pace due to its wounds.
"Die with honor monster..." I said quietly making the Patriarch freeze as I landed soft as feather upon its back and the whole room froze for, but a moment and the silence only extended until with a solemn swing of my sword the hunched over form of the Genestealer's Patriarch fell to the ground as I took off its head.
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