[{"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-184":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},1680954,2147,"Chapter 184 - 185: The Skull Altar and Ka’Bandha","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-184",184,"\u003Cp>[200 PS REACHED!! Next Goal: 400PS!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[PS EVENT!! Use your stones for this week to get early Chapters! It will only last a week!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[200 PS = +1 Extra Chapter!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[20 Reviews= +1 Extra Chapter!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had spent several months in Matira in his form of tethered consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, he had gained a comprehensive understanding of the planet's dire state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sector capital, Matira was under the iron-fisted rule of the sector governor, Tyrant Harries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people here endured unimaginable suffering—nobles included.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one was safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tyrant's reign of terror could descend upon anyone without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harries' methods had grown increasingly brutal. With the planet squeezed to its limits, more and more uprisings arose in defiance, only to be met with even harsher suppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with clandestine support from certain nobles, the resistance lacked the strength to challenge the tyrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many believed Harries had gone mad and that the planet would eventually collapse under his rule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prophecy, foretelling that Harries would die upon his throne, circulated widely across the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While everyone wished for his demise, no one had the power to make it happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resistance remained limited to a few brave individuals, while the majority were paralyzed by fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their spirits had long been broken by Harries' oppressive reign, robbing them of the courage to fight back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden understood this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without external intervention, the people of Matira stood no chance against a tyrant empowered by the Chaos God Khorne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to offer them hope—a beacon to liberate them from fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran's role became crucial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a missionary saint who had received the Savior's blessing and defeated the tyrant's formidable berserkers, Fran could serve as a symbol of defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story of Fran's victory needed to spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People needed to understand that the tyrant was not invincible, and that even Khorne's warriors could be defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior and His saints could triumph over the tyrant and his berserkers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hope, Eden believed, would unite the people and inspire them to rise up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon returning to Urth, Eden compiled the intelligence he had gathered and sent it to the Ministries of Interior, War, and the Ecclesiarchy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Together, they drafted an infiltration plan targeting all levels of Matira's society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once finalized, Eden distributed the plan to nearly 800 saints stationed on Matira.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mission was to infiltrate every stratum of society, gather intelligence on the planet's defenses, and spread the story of the Savior and Saint Fran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were also tasked with uniting all potential allies under a new prophecy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In eight years, the Savior will descend upon this world, slaying the tyrant on his throne and saving all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally, Eden issued a secondary directive:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resistance must exercise restraint, avoid unnecessary losses, and conserve their strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those brave enough to defy the tyrant would have to bide their time until the Savior's arrival to launch a coordinated uprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quietly, the saints began embedding themselves within Matira's society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their presence went unnoticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the royal court of Matira, a far more sinister storm was brewing in a secret laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of experimental candidates were gathered in a vast arena within the lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clad in rags and armed only with rusty iron rods, these individuals were forced into a deadly competition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rules were simple: fight and kill until only 100 remained by the time the massive mechanical timer overhead counted down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Failure to comply would result in collective execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driven by desperation, the candidates attacked one another with brutal ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of breaking bones and splattering blood echoed throughout the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, spare me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A frail man trembled, dropping his rod and begging for mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was immediately struck down, his skull crushed by another desperate participant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this arena, weakness meant death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The contestants' primal instincts took over, and mercy became a forgotten concept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only those who survived would undergo the grueling Chaos-infused augmentation surgeries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the arena, a black-robed Tech-Priest observed the carnage with sadistic satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screams and roars of the candidates seemed like music to his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He commended his assistant:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These candidates are exceptional. Use this as the standard for future selections.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"High Priest...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant hesitated, but the Tech-Priest's menacing glare silenced him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swallowing his words, the assistant nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Tech-Priest departed, the assistant broke into a cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new standard posed a daunting challenge—finding candidates of this caliber would be nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Failing to meet the standard would undoubtedly result in his execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression darkened as he devised a plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching out to the planetary defense forces, he fabricated a new directive from the High Priest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The defense forces were now required to supply batches of elite soldiers to the laboratory for the Blood Berserker Program.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any delay or resistance would result in public execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrified, the defense force commander agreed without question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defying the supposed will of the tyrant was unthinkable—hesitation alone could lead to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tech-Priest descended via an elevator into a hidden subterranean chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him lay a massive pool of blood, at the far end of which stood an imposing altar constructed entirely of skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corpses from the arena above were fed into the blood pool by machinery, their remains fueling the gruesome rituals below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tech-Priest gazed at the altar with fanatic devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his true masterpiece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once sufficient slaughter energy was gathered, the altar would activate, summoning one of Khorne's most powerful demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This planet would be cleansed in blood and fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking along a pathway made of bones, the Tech-Priest knelt before the towering skull altar and began his prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recited the ancient and forbidden names of a terrifying demon from a heretical tome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Khorne's Realm\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a wasteland of molten rock and rivers of blood, a colossal brass fortress stood defiantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the heart of Khorne's dark dominion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fortress walls glistened with fresh blood, while jagged spires pierced the dark clouds spewing from infernal forges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames burned in iron cauldrons beneath gruesome hooks, illuminating the desolate plains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within one of the fortress's palaces, the air was thick with the anguished wails of demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monstrous figure tore a screaming demon apart, its scalding blood splattering across the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other demonic warriors lowered their heads, too terrified to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their master, Ka'Bandha, the Supreme Bloodthirster and Bane of Angels, was in a rage once more...\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>",1095,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","d456f40acf67050bc5cf991d42634e9ef0d681dea804cb89300185d65e5d7a39","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-185","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-183",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]