[{"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-203":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},1681023,2147,"Chapter 203 - 204: Khorne’s Champion—The Beginning of a Great Slaughtering Crusade!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-203",203,"\u003Cp>The colossal skull altar, standing dozens of meters high, collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The debris crashed into the blood pool, sending waves of blood soaring into the air, drenching everyone in the vicinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is this possible!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His masterpiece, meticulously planned for years, had been destroyed just like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To construct the skull altar, he had served a tyrant for decades, persuading him to accept his forbidden techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had then slaughtered billions to complete the altar's construction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after enduring the devastating blasts of seismic cannons, the structure had remained sturdy, capable of withstanding dozens of shell impacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, it had been smashed apart so easily?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Argul momentarily lost focus, Deville seized the rare opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gathering all his psychic power, he channeled it into the invisible chains binding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks appeared in the psychic chains before they shattered completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville broke free and swung his power sword at Argul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, just before striking, he slammed into a psychic barrier and was entangled by several Bloodwing Berserkers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul cast a glance at Deville.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young one, such a simple ambush will not work. Your mastery of the Warp is still lacking...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having lived for centuries, Argul's control over psychic energy had long reached its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disregarding Deville, he flew toward the ruins of the skull altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a psyker and a scholar of forbidden arts, he had to remain composed at all times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, his fury was overwhelming—he would rip apart the wretch who dared to destroy his skull altar!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From beneath the rubble, Big Barrel crawled out, sprawled atop a pile of skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stuffing a wriggling tentacled creature into his mouth, he mumbled through his chewing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time... I really can't keep going...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his memory, he had never been this exhausted—he felt as though he was teetering on the edge of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could even swallow, he realized he was floating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oi, oi, oi!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flailing his limbs, he tried to grab onto something, but only managed to clutch a few skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up, he saw Argul, his demonic horns twisting and his face contorted with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Holy hell!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On instinct, Big Barrel hurled the skull he was holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skull impaled itself onto Argul's horn, hanging there in a bizarrely comical fashion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, silence reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul's face darkened. He shattered the skull with a pulse of energy, his instincts telling him this fool was more than he appeared. He had to eliminate him quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Binding Big Barrel, he pulled him closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul intended to subject him to the cruelest tortures, making him die in agony to quench his burning fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment their gazes met, Argul's crimson eyes turned pitch black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had activated his psychic ability—Fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ability could conjure the darkest and most terrifying nightmares within a target's soul, crushing their spirit in absolute despair until their mind and soul disintegrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Argul invaded Big Barrel's soul, memories flashing before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the forbidden scholar froze, encountering something utterly incomprehensible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel's soul memories... went something like this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"So hungry... but I had a feast in my dreams, so happy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"Found food today, hehehe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"Lived another day. Work means corpse starch rations!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"Corpse starch tastes like wheat? Delicious...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"Wow, I joined the Defense Force! Second-type wheat starch every day!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"Waaah! Boss Pru is so kind! He gave me wood-chip bread!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"We won the war! The Defense Force rations improved! Glory to the Governor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"Oh my god, I got selected for a new unit called Space Marines! Unlimited food, real meat! Praise the Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"Wahahaha! The augmentation worked! I can eat even more now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul scoured Barrel's soul and found no trace of darkness or fear to exploit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was nearly impossible within the vast galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, it had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel was, essentially, the Patrick Star of the Adeptus Astartes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not truly an idiot—just an optimistic simpleton with a mind like no other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An indeterminate amount of time passed—perhaps a mere instant—before Argul was violently ejected from Big Barrel's soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn you! You're all just jealous! My research is flawless! You cannot take this from me—die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul recoiled from the backlash, black energy spreading across his eyes as his body trembled with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a madman, he hurled Big Barrel into the ruins of the skull altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel crashed into the ground, dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The hell just happened? Did that heretic psyker just go insane?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his perspective, he had simply blanked out for a second, and then the psyker had gone berserk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he wasn't about to waste an opportunity. He grabbed his boltgun and emptied an entire magazine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood burst from Argul's body as he tumbled into the blood pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the principle of confirming the kill, Big Barrel lobbed his remaining grenades at the impact site.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explosions erupted, drenching him in a fresh spray of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping his face, he muttered, \"That should do it, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could finish his sentence, a massive surge of blood erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul emerged from the pool, now oozing thick black blood from his five orifices, his body warped with further mutations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had suppressed the backlash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hatred filled Argul's gaze as he raised his hand, a swirling Chaos Vortex forming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dangerous ability of Chaos-aligned psykers—tearing open a rift between reality and the Warp, creating a vortex that consumed everything around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Risky, even for the user.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Argul no longer cared—he just wanted Big Barrel dead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vortex warped the space around it, sucking in countless skulls and even wrenching Big Barrel's boltgun from his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to resist—but was powerless against its pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whirr—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spear flew in, severing Argul's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duke had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the vortex did not vanish immediately, and Big Barrel was about to be dragged into the rift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the crucial moment, a shock grenade blasted him away from the vortex's pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pru leapt in and jammed a med-injector into Big Barrel's neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You still alive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel, his body still trembling from the shockwave, gasped, \"That was close... almost got sucked in...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he was fine, Pru turned to support Duke in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Deville arrived as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three warriors forced Argul into a desperate retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Deville unleashed a Smite the Daemon, shattering Argul's psychic barrier and driving his power sword deep into his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psyker energy surged through the blade, obliterating his heart and flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kneeling, moments from death, Argul smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young one... I told you... all will be in vain. Pity... I won't be around to see it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Argul's body ignited in daemonic flames. His soul burned as he activated his final ability—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Summon Daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body disintegrated, all his psychic power pouring into the ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warp-echoed chants resounded, praising a mighty bloodthirster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swirling Warp rift opened above the skull ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining altar runes reignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood mist surged into the rift, forming a colossal pillar of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville dashed forward, frantically channeling his holy psychic power to sever the connection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood pillar shot skyward, merging with the Immaterium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville and the others watched in dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true daemon was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Brass Citadel, Khorne's Domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames and howls of agony filled the air as an earth-shaking roar echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the rage of Ka'Bandha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His slaughtering crusade was about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The towering daemon's wrath shook the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's burning red form stood amidst the infernal landscape, his colossal frame emanating endless slaughter and brutality. His massive wings, adorned with the trophies of countless conquests, trembled in anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His rage had been festering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long ago, he had been humiliated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angrath, the mightiest of Khorne's Bloodthirsters, had mocked him, questioning his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This filled Ka'Bandha with unspeakable fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he and Angrath were both Supreme Bloodthirsters, equals in Khorne's ranks!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, that bastard had dared to call him the disgrace of the First Blood Host.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha had been ready to challenge him immediately, to prove his might in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then Angrath had simply glared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, Ka'Bandha hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hesitation was the ultimate shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It crushed his pride, causing him to bow his head before the Blood Host and even in Khorne's presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the scornful gazes of the other daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even worse, he sensed disappointment from Khorne himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he did not act, if he did not prove himself, he would be abandoned by the Blood God!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his wrath was about to boil over, a distant summoning resonated across the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's eyes burned with savage delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An opportunity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After years of silence, someone had finally called upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would seize this chance to unleash an unprecedented crusade of slaughter, igniting war across the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would make Khorne proud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would make all daemons witness his true power as the Supreme Bloodthirster!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"LET THE GALAXY BURN IN BLOOD!\"\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>",1536,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","aafeda1af0552578147afc60e44f62490b406af9814f62ce2d99aef090d82e88","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-204","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-202",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]