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.