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  Chapter 164: Holy Black Frenzy: The Emperor Champion of the Black Templar (I)

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  [You have arrived in the Warhammer Universe]

  [Time: Unknown]

  [Location: Unknown]

  [You have landed on a Glorious Queen-class battleship named 'Eternal Expedition'...]

  [You are in an old sanctuary decorated in a monastery style.]

  [You are wearing only a pair of linen shorts.]

  [Before, after, and around you, tall figures wearing two-color power armor with white shoulders and black armor and white battle robes surround you.]

  [They are like huge statues made of black rock, remaining silent.]

  ["Blessings from the Emperor… Our battle brothers have arrived, and the championship ceremony will begin immediately!" A tall figure in a white cloak waved the power scepter in his palm, and the skull decoration hanging on it swayed slightly. ]

  [One after another, equally tall monk servants walked out of the dark shrines and passed through the gaps between the crowd.]

  [They slowly walk towards you holding metal parts of power armor.]

  [You blinked subconsciously.]

  [For a moment, you don't have time to figure out the strange situation in front of you. ]

  [You can only stand there and wait for things to end. ]

  [At this moment, several Astartes monks dressed as chapter priests stepped forward, with their arms open, chanting prayers and blessings that surrounded you.]

  [As the Chapter Priest walked back and forth, drops of fragrant holy oil were sprinkled around your plastic steel interface.]

  [One by one, the completely transformed monk servitors lifted up the metal parts of the power armor, and they carefully installed them on your tall body.]

  You recognize this Chapter's name from the black crosses emblazoned on the white shoulder armor of these Astartes Brothers.

  [The Emperor's Paladin - Black Templar! ]

  [You slowly raised your sturdy arms covered with plastic steel interfaces, allowing the monks' robot servants to operate them at will.]

  [The last piece of black metal shell decorated with a human skull was inserted and fixed. ]

  [The power backpack behind you suddenly emits a low hum.]

  [The next moment, the silent Astartes monks slowly dispersed, making way for the tall figure in the white cloak.]

  [The other party holds a pitch-black two-handed giant sword in his hands reverently, and walks towards you with solemn steps.]

  ["Battle brother, why are you fighting!" The other party's passionate and generous voice echoed throughout the entire ancient hall, buzzing.]

  [You take a deep breath.]

  ["For humanity!" Your deep voice instantly rang out, echoing around.]

  ["Fighting brother, why are you fighting!" The other party stepped forward and raised a pitch-black two-handed giant sword towards you, but did not immediately hand it over.]

  ["For the Black Templar!" You raised your chin without hesitation, and your deep voice gradually became louder.]

  ["Fighting brother, why are you fighting!" The tall figure hesitated for a moment, but still handed you a pitch-black two-handed giant sword.]

  ["For the Emperor—" You suddenly opened your eyes wide and let out a huge roar that shook the ancient hall.]

  [You took the pitch-black two-handed giant sword with a solemn expression.]

  [You raised the two-handed sword high above your head.]

  ["For the Emperor!" The tall figure raised his armored fist and let out a deafening roar.]

  [The next second, the silent Astartes monks also raised their fists, and the terrifying roar that almost broke through the ancient hall resounded all around.]

  ["No need for pity! No need for regret! No need for fear——"]

  ["Welcome to the Black Templars Chapter… the true champion of the Emperor, I am Horadrim, the head of the Black Templars' think tank!" The Astartes Brothers in white cloaks stared at you. ]

  [He took off his metal helmet, revealing a rough, weather-beaten face.]

  ["Can you tell me what is going on? Why did I suddenly become the Emperor's Champion?" You hesitated for a moment, then decided to face it calmly. ]

  [You analyzed a simple fact from the other party's words, that is, they seem to know who you are. ]

  ["The Emperor's Omen that has lasted for a Terran year for all the Think Tank brothers and the Emperor's Champions has just been fulfilled..." The Think Tank Director Horadrim grinned at you, and the smile on his face revealed an indescribable mystery. ]

  [Then, the Astartes monks surrounding you came forward and saluted you.]

  [You don't have time to ask further.]

  [You remain low-key and respectful, returning the greetings to everyone one by one.]

  [Soon after, with the departure of many Astartes monks, the Librarian Horadrim returned to you.]

  [He finally told you the truth. ]

  [A new Adeptus Astartes of the Black Templars did not survive the entire transformation operation. Although the installation and debugging of the black shell had been completed, his consciousness had completely dissipated.]

  [Just when the pharmacist in the regiment was planning to transform the opponent's body into a monk servitor and use his remaining energy for the construction of the regiment. ]

  [For the first time, several Emperor Champions of the entire Chapter and the Think Tank brothers including the Think Tank Director received the Emperor's will in the form of prophecy.]

  ["The champion from the Emperor will come from the void... to briefly show the way for the Black Templars and the future of mankind."]

  [Such an important event even alarmed the Grand Marshal (Chamber Master) Constantine who was still on an expedition.]

  [The Grand Marshal first ordered all think tanks to self-isolate and thoroughly investigate whether it was an intrusion from Chaos.]

  [However, after several of the Emperor's champions personally reported the details to the Grand Marshal, even Grand Marshal Constantine had to believe the fact that the Emperor had appeared.]

  [You listen carefully to the think tank director's talk.]

  [You can't help but take a deep breath. ]

  [You lowered your head and thought for a while, then asked about the Black Templar's recent movements.]

  ["Director of the Think Tank, I hope that the Black Templars have made all preparations for battle... As a coin of the Emperor, every time I descend, a brutal and horrific war will begin..." You said bluntly to the Director of the Think Tank, Horadrim.]

  ["As a devout believer of the Emperor... the Black Templar will not stop until death!" The think tank director Horadrim raised his hand with a solemn expression, and he struck the ceramic steel breastplate of the power armor with force.]

  [You slowly drive the finely crafted power armor 'Armor of Faith' with countless imperial prayers engraved on its black metal shell.]

  [Your hands firmly grasped the exclusive weapon 'Black Sword' that only the Black Templar Emperor Champion is qualified to use. ]

  [You nodded heavily to the think tank director Horadrim.]

  ["Come on, battle brothers... let us present the Emperor with an incomparably glorious and great victory!"]

   Thank you for your support!

    The Black Templars have cancelled the think tank unit since the Screaming Situation in M34.

    There are two theories. One is that because too many think tank brothers died in the battle, the think tank unit was cancelled in order to commemorate them.

    The second reason is that the first Grand Marshal Sigismund was already very wary of think tank units. In order to prevent the danger of Chaos corruption, he abolished the think tank units and deepened the Black Templar's hatred of psychic power.

  (End of this chapter)