[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor":3,"chapter-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-178":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1680948,2147,"Chapter 178 - 179: Falling Stars","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-178",178,"\u003Cp>Martila's Orbital Space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The missionary ship glided silently through the pitch-black void of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its energy shielding system was activated, and the engines operated at minimal output to reduce the chance of detection by other vessels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the observation window of the bridge, a group of saints clad in gray-and-white robes stood, gazing at the distant planet of Martila.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the planet's surface was shrouded in gray, dotted with clusters of lights—Martila's hive cities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the richest and most populous planet in the Goli Sector, it was now rapidly declining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suffering had spread across its lands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The saints' eyes were filled with reverence and devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Savior be praised. The ship has reached the fallen land foretold in the holy prophecy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The poor souls here, unprotected by the Savior's light, are enduring unimaginable suffering!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was their new mission field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people here needed the faith of the Savior. Salvation was near at hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The missionary ship carefully avoided Martila's spaceports and the areas densely guarded by orbital defense arrays, maneuvering toward the planet's desolate regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare to board the landing pods. May the Savior protect us...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering believer, standing before a holographic map projected on the console, addressed the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bowing in prayer, the saints dispersed to make their preparations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would descend to Martila through landing pods, deploying covertly across the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the ship, servitors bustled about, scuttling through the corridors to fulfill their duties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other than the missionary saints, the ship's crew mainly comprised these cybernetic servants, tasked with operating and maintaining the vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the ship jolted violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many saints lost their balance and tumbled to the ground, while some servitors were thrown into machinery, causing bursts of sparks to fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The ship is under macrocannon fire! Return fire immediately!\" yelled a commanding saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enemy ships had discovered them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Halis had long issued orders for the navy to intercept any unidentified vessels, especially those arriving from Urth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The saints and servitors scrambled to return fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the missionary ship was ill-equipped for combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its lance strikes barely caused ripples on the void shields of the enemy ships, dealing no meaningful damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escape was also impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three enemy cruisers and several escort ships had encircled them, converging from multiple directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kilometer-long missionary ship was like a lamb straying into a pack of wolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy fleet focused its fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ship's void shields shuddered violently before shattering in a single salvo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the shields down, interference macrocannon fire struck the ship, shutting down its engines entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The saints exchanged silent glances, their faces heavy with resignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the ship's hull fracturing and the intensifying cacophony of gunfire drew closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enemy soldiers had boarded the ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Advance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captain of the palace guards shouted, leading the charge through a breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards swiftly entered the missionary ship, storming toward the bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunfire erupted suddenly, bullets ricocheting off the captain's power armor with metallic clangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scowling, he turned toward the attackers, his expression one of disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the enemy? What a joke!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sigh, he cleaved a crude servitor in half, its feeble attack unable to even scratch him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palace guards easily tore through the ship's defensive servitors, finally reaching the bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, nearly 200 human saints knelt in the center, heads bowed, hands clasped to their chests as if performing a ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are they doing?\" a palace guard murmured, perplexed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another guard sneered, \"I bet they're praying for mercy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take them alive and interrogate them,\" the captain ordered coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Use every interrogation method you've learned. Extract the information we need from these zealots!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The saints ignored the approaching guards, clutching their Savior pendants tightly and praying silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn zealots!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frustrated by the eerie scene, one guard raised his bolter and opened fire, felling several saints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the others remained motionless, continuing their prayers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captain strode forward, seizing the lead saint and brutally snapping his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak! Where are you from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The towering saint raised his head, his expression serene and devout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a faint smile, he uttered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Savior...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the saint's body began to wither rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nanite-infused silicon in his bloodstream consumed his flesh and destroyed his genetic structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the captain's bewildered gaze, the saint disintegrated into white sand, slipping through his fingers and leaving only his robes behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's happening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More cries of alarm followed as all the remaining saints simultaneously turned to white sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palace guards froze, staring at the strange scene in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This unsettling phenomenon was beyond their comprehension, confirming the enemy was no ordinary foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the ship shuddered violently, its lights flickering out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red emergency lights cast an ominous glow over the guards' tense faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing the danger, the captain bellowed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Retreat! Get out of here now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sprinted toward the exit, and the rest of the guards hastily followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew exactly what was about to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their Emperor favored this tactic: ships rigged with hidden explosives that would detonate if control was lost, ensuring mutual destruction with the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the tables had turned, and the enemy had used this strategy against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards ran for their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one more minute, and they could escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a deafening explosion, the ship's bridge erupted, triggering a chain reaction that engulfed the entire vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fleeing guards were consumed by flames in the corridors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull burst of fire lit up the void as the missionary ship disintegrated into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby escort ships, caught too close, suffered significant damage from the blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard the Cruiser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fleet commander overseeing the interception watched the scene in silence, sweat beading on his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments ago, he had sent a victory report to the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martila's Atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of torpedo-like drop pods descended through the atmosphere, scattering across various regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The missionary ship had been a decoy, its true purpose to shield the descent of these radar-shielded pods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avoiding key defense arrays, the pods fell toward the desolate outskirts of Martila's hive cities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they burned through the atmosphere, they resembled falling stars...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Check Out My Patreon For +20 Extra Chapters On All My Fanfics!!][[email protected]\u002Fzaelum]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[+500 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thank You For Your Support!]\u003C\u002Fp>",1063,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","9763570632134ac2ecfda9baac2717eadd631cd42de433a3943b11f3192f25a9","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-179","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-177",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]