[{"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-210":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},1681030,2147,"Chapter 210 - 211: Eden – Oh No, I’ve Been Targeted by the Cosmic Troll!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-210",210,"\u003Cp>The Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch's consciousness spread at an astonishing speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sought to follow the remnants of causal threads to locate the kin of the Cursed One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of these threads were still connected to the material world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tracing them to their endpoints would allow Tzeentch to pinpoint the exact location of the Cursed One's kin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anticipation was palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Architect of Fate could hardly wait to weave a chaotic and tragic destiny for that little so-called Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throne Square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden leaned on his greatsword, resting against the wreckage of a heavy tank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phew, he was drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No surprise there—first he had fought Harris, then he had hacked his way through demons. The continuous high-intensity combat had taken a serious toll on his stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lost count of how many demons he had slain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, he had cut through the entire square from one end to the other multiple times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mowing them down was exhilarating, but the stamina drain was no joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the battle to purge the demons had come to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A handful of demons had managed to escape, but it wasn't a major issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Inquisition would handle the extermination efforts in the aftermath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Departmento Munitorum's logistics division was busy tallying battlefield resources, salvaging anything that could still be repurposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wounded had been gathered in a designated safe zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sisters Hospitaller moved swiftly among them, their gentle hands tending to the wounded warriors with practiced care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a massive cleanup crew of tens of thousands entered the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These specialists were trained to handle the aftermath of Warp incursions, providing a full suite of services: high-temperature cleansing, ash purification, and mass exorcisms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of them were hulking men, clad in tight-fitting orange-yellow protective suits with gas masks, bearing the insignia of the Purification Corps on their chests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their emblem depicted a pair of crossed cleaning gloves cradling a contaminated skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the leader of the Purification Corps was addressing his men:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's our motto?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burly workers stood tall and roared in unison:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eliminate contamination, leave no trace!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader nodded approvingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get to work!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, the workers dispersed, setting about their tasks to methodically cleanse the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Corps had undergone several rounds of equipment upgrades, outfitting them with an array of heavy-duty cleansing apparatuses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These machines, blessed by the Ecclesiarchy, were deployed across Throne Square, flashing red-and-blue warning lights as sacred hymns echoed through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some workers operated high-temperature incinerators, while others sprayed disinfectant infused with mild restorative properties over the warriors and their equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others were tasked with packaging and sealing contaminants, or performing purification rites and exorcisms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was handled with meticulous professionalism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goal: to eliminate every trace of corruption left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sizzle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glow of the fire illuminated the face of Big Barrel, who was deeply focused on his craft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was resolute, a pink apron tied around his waist, his movements fluid and confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every stir of the wok reflected his passion for cooking and his relentless pursuit of perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With practiced skill, he masterfully controlled the fire, stir-frying ingredients with a blend of alchemical potions and spices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the wok, the ingredients danced under the intense heat, swiftly changing color as they released a mouthwatering aroma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his moment of glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel poured his heart and soul into preparing an unparalleled delicacy for the Savior!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Smells amazing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden took a deep breath, savoring the aroma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The culinary skills were undeniably top-tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was, after all, a cooking style Eden had personally taught Big Barrel—though limited to frying simple Karcan eggs, which could be stretched into a massive dish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything beyond that was entirely Big Barrel's own creative development. He had surpassed the master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Eden's expression changed as he spotted something. He hurriedly urged, \"Hurry it up! The cleanup crew is getting close.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, right! Almost done!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel was technically breaking the rules by cooking here, and he didn't want to disrupt the Purification Corps' work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's urging made him a little nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swiftly twisted the valve, sending a column of fire shooting several meters into the air, increasing his stir-frying speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, he extinguished the flames and transferred the food into a metal container.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With great care, Big Barrel presented the dish to Eden:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, please enjoy my 'Spicy Stir-Fried Flesh Hound Whip and Brass Bull Tendons!'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden took a bite and immediately praised, \"Not bad! This is seriously delicious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was the ingredients, but Big Barrel's cooking was even better than the master chefs at the Spire Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The precisely prepared, high-heat stir-frying process had perfectly preserved the meat's tenderness and elasticity, resulting in a dish with an incredibly unique flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as you like it, Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel was overjoyed at Eden's praise, his hands fumbling awkwardly in excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden continued eating, replenishing his energy with demon meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An inexplicable sense of dread gripped his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The delicious meal in his mouth instantly lost all its flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it! Can't I catch a break?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying presence had locked onto him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A presence that felt all too familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden swallowed his food with difficulty, exhaling slowly to steady himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrible realization struck him, sending chills down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Tzeentch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a decade ago, in Yosef's laboratory, he had once caught a fleeting glimpse of Tzeentch's illusions—across an unfathomable distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even then, the sight had shaken him to his core. The memory of that presence had never left him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, it wasn't just an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the actual Changer of Ways had taken direct interest in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Infernal Galaxy, those marked by Tzeentch rarely met a good end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fates were rewritten, their hopes twisted into nothingness, leading them down a road of despair and chaos until they destroyed themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Tzeentch's most loyal servants were treated no differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One moment, a follower would be granted infinite knowledge and power; the next, Tzeentch would whimsically strip them of everything, leaving them to suffer the cruelest fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Tzeentch, all life was merely a pawn, something to be discarded at a moment's notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Change was the ultimate trickster god, a master of grand cosmic pranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Chaos Gods, as evil as they were, at least pursued their own goals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch? Tzeentch cared only for the spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the sheer chaotic fun of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would manipulate allies, betray his own followers, and even sabotage his own long-laid plans—just to enjoy the resulting madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because self-sabotage was, in itself, another form of chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden would rather deal with any of the other Chaos Gods than have anything to do with this cosmic troll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even pledging allegiance to Chaos had a hierarchy of benefits:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khorne:Acknowledges your strength, gives you full resurrection perks and badass brass armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh:Grants you peak physical enhancements and eternal pleasure (with a side of extra... appendages).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurgle:Ugly as hell, but at least he loves his followers like a father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there's Tzeentch: \"Orphan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was bad.Really bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Tzeentch found him, his future would be nothing but an endless nightmare of uncertainty and torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire domain would be at risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chaos would consume everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden felt the presence drawing ever closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he projected his consciousness into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old man, HELP!\"\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>",1271,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","38c4adbafdf91e63bc03f306a7b19c44700f7c9ba564f7631b29d1c50c3f453a","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-211","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-209",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]