[{"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-251":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},1681171,2147,"Chapter 251 - 252 - Guilliman Has Awakened!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-251",251,"\u003Cp>\"Farewell, old Ka'...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden lowered the launcher in his hands and silently mourned as he watched Ka'Bandha charge heroically toward the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As part of his contingency plan, he had saved a sniper-version Divine Ash Shell, a six-year-aged, extra-precise edition, just for his old rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now? It seemed unnecessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering how limited his stockpile was, every shell was precious—best to conserve what he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Guilliman was about to awaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fully restored and fully armed Primarch was basically unstoppable in the material realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more importantly—he wielded the Emperor's Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Ash Shells were powerful, but they were finite in number, slow to manufacture, and had cooldown times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Guilliman's Emperor-forged weapon was a top-tier relic left by the Emperor Himself—one strike could annihilate any daemon, and there was no cooldown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true Chaos killer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, considering GW's writing tendencies, a high-profile character, narrative golden child, and freshly resurrected Primarch would obviously be in full power flex mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't matter who showed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Ka'Bandha—even Khorne Himself—would probably get slapped at least once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not messing with that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden discreetly signaled his heavily armored troops and the Orks, instructing them to stay alert and be ready to withdraw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Guilliman woke up too eager for a fight and decided to smite him just in case, then he'd really become the ultimate tragic fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Eden was about to slip away, a sudden golden light streaked across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Celestine, enveloped in golden flames, ascended toward the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Eden sensed a strange familiarity in her aura—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had her presence changed somehow?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...She looked even more stunning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine vs. Ka'Bandha\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep daemon roar echoed across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine intercepted Ka'Bandha, and the two clashed in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having absorbed the blessing of the Holy Sun, the Living Saint had grown significantly stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astonishingly, she was now trading blows with the First Daemon Prince without immediately losing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden and crimson afterimages flashed as they clashed repeatedly, waves of energy rippling outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cursed One's follower, you're asking for death!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's iron-clad daemon body ignited in furious hellfire, glowing like heated metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was one thing for the damned Daemon Eater to stop him—after all, that one was a notorious menace even among daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a lowly former victim of his was daring to challenge him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was beyond humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the will of the Master, I shall purge all evil and protect the sanctity of the Emperor's Son!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine's wings fluttered, her Blade of the Burning Heart gleaming as she burned with battle fervor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could not—would not—allow this monstrous daemon to interfere with Guilliman's resurrection!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's eyes burned with bloodthirsty rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to shred this defiant fool to pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a savage bellow, he swung his bloodstained axe, launching ferocious, death-laden strikes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each blow capable of splitting mountains in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Celestine did not retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Burning Heart Blade flared with sacred fire, parrying and countering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle was a dazzling spectacle—blood-red energy clashed against golden flames, shockwaves thundered through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The balance of battle soon tilted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Celestine fought with unwavering resolve, Ka'Bandha's brutal strength seemed endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every clash, she brushed against death itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her once radiant armor, gleaming with divine light, began to fracture—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pieces of it crumbling away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit... even a 'damaged' Ka'Bandha is this terrifying?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, who had been planning to slip away unnoticed, froze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Celestine fell, well... she was a Living Saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could revive herself—dying once or twice wasn't a big deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, the battle's outcome was already decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Ka'Bandha killed her, he would never break through the Grey Knights' psychic defenses surrounding the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he was already here...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden gritted his teeth and pulled out another Divine Ash Shell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because he cared!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just couldn't stand seeing a beautiful woman suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Totally unrelated to morality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, he and Ka'Bandha were sworn enemies at this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might as well send the bastard packing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLICK.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden calmly aimed his launcher at Ka'Bandha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time, I'm sending you straight to hell. Goodbye, old Ka!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the trigger—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once again, holy energy gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's assault intensified, pushing Celestine toward defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing an opening, he prepared to rip her apart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gut-wrenching terror surged through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cursed One's energy?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha was extremely sensitive to this dreadful force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes darted toward the source—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his soul nearly collapsed in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daemon Eater had fired that dreaded weapon again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How the hell did he still have more of those?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure, unrelenting panic gripped Ka'Bandha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right then and there, he made a vow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever the Daemon Eater was, he would never be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha abandoned the fight, knocking Celestine aside with a brutal strike and desperately flying upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to escape!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he took this hit, he would not survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, before he could get away...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine blocked his path again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get out of my way!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha roared, striking wildly in desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fear had reached its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was trapped—unable to shake her off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha felt it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attack had already locked onto him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the open skies, there was nowhere to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He... was doomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would he—Ka'Bandha, the mighty First Daemon Prince—fall here today?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHNK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that brief moment of despair, searing pain exploded through his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart burned with searing agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the Emperor's will—BEGONE, DAEMON!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine's voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite her wounds, despite her exhaustion, she mustered the last of her strength—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And drove the Burning Heart Blade deep into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's cruel, bloodthirsty face twisted...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Into sheer, unrestrained joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the happiest he had ever been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even when he had first received Khorne's blessing had he felt this much relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"HAHAHAHAHA! I'M BANISHED! I DON'T HAVE TO FACE THAT DAMN DAEMON EATER ANYMORE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's laughter roared across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the holy blade sank deeper, his ironclad body began to disintegrate,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His soul being dragged back into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Ka'Bandha—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was salvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very moment Ka'Bandha was banished, he locked eyes with Saint Celestine one last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The savage rage in his gaze softened, revealing a rare and unexpected emotion—gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if he were looking at a savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the Living Saint, this moment was bewildering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHOOSH—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space twisted violently, and Ka'Bandha was wrenched from reality, banished back to the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Ground\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, that's it? He's dead already?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden blinked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—regret hit him hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit... what do I do with my Divine Ash Shell now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy had already reached critical levels—there was no way to cancel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, that was a waste.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of lamenting, Eden sighed and shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Screw it, I'll just treat it as a psychic firework display to celebrate old Guil's return.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resigning himself to the situation, he pulled the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brilliant golden beam erupted skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait... What's Falling?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he fired, Eden noticed something plummeting from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure with silver hair and limp wings—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Celestine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was exhausted—her strength completely drained, and she was falling directly toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Wait, what?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could think, his instincts kicked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a swift motion, Eden caught the falling angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above them, the Divine Ash Shell exploded, casting the blood-red sky into a stunning golden radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brilliant detonation bathed the battlefield in sacred light, piercing through the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only figures illuminated beneath the divine radiance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were Eden and Celestine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grim, fearsome Daemon Eater—holding the Empire's most beloved saint in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a scene out of legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If any Imperial nobility had witnessed this, they would have lost their minds with jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Celestine, the Living Saint, was the ultimate idol of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the entire galaxy, she had countless devoted followers and admirers—many of whom worshiped her beyond mere faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the highborn elite, she was an unattainable dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was flawless—her beauty, her grace, her unwavering purity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her snow-white angelic wings, her aura of holiness, her unyielding will—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the epitome of untouchable divinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was being held in someone's arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden: What the Hell is This Development?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stood there, completely frozen, holding a silver-haired, holy warrior-princess in a classic bridal carry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What the hell just happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he genuinely had no idea what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Her wings are really white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Would it be inappropriate to pet them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...No, definitely not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was even stranger—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way she was looking at him was... weird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do we even know each other?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine: Why Do I Feel This Way?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daemon Eater... please... you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her usual icy, composed voice, which often carried the serenity of a winter stream, now held an undetectable tremor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere deep within, an unfamiliar emotion had surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A feeling she had never known before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Affection?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She—Saint Celestine—was feeling something for this Daemon Eater?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had fought for countless centuries. She had died, resurrected, and faced the horrors of the Warp more times than she could count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And never once had she experienced this feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cold, weary heart had been touched in a way she didn't understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could say another word—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sound That Changed Everything\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DONG—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, resonant chime echoed through the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OH SHIT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Eden heard the chime, his hands reflexively flinched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oops. My bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine hit the ground with a soft thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared up in shock, utterly dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could not believe what just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You dropped me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, looking slightly embarrassed, scratched his helmet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh, yeah... hand slipped. Sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned and ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'M OUT, SEE YA!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chime had only one meaning—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The revival ritual was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman was waking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn't escape now, he might not get another chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, his armored troops and the Orks had already started retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firing up his thrusters, Eden bolted in a straight line, smashing through several ruined structures as he made his exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Sanctum of Purity\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the throne—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The auto-casket's runic display shifted from red to green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single pure note rang out—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound like a blade slicing through all noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metal tendrils and mechanical restraints began retracting, steam hissing as the sealing mechanisms released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure emerged from the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monumental presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A being so awe-inspiring that time itself seemed to hold its breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second ago, the throne had held a motionless, pale corpse, lifeless for ten thousand years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, standing before them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Roboute Guilliman, Primarch of the Ultramarines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His towering form radiated unmatched strength—his gaze sharp, calculating, and furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power pulsed through him, his lifeforce rekindled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his grasp, the Emperor's Sword burned with an undying flame, its golden light piercing the gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes shone with unyielding wrath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Revenger Son had returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence fell over the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as war raged outside, the chamber was deathly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None dared breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every soul present knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something had changed forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch's icy gaze swept over the assembled warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked past them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His piercing blue eyes locked onto a specific figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daemon Eater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calgar and Greyfax tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them knew how to define this figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daemon Eater had led alien forces, performed unthinkable miracles, and saved Macragge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he friend or foe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A savior or a heretic?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before anyone could answer, the Daemon Eater—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was already stepping into the warp gate, leaving only a monstrous shadow behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestine watched his retreating form, her expression unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow—she knew they would meet again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, at last—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Who was that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in Orbit...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM! BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos reinforcements finally breached the defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warp-drenched Dreadclaws slammed into the temple, unloading fresh waves of Chaos Marines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surviving heretics rushed forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to freeze in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because standing in front of them, sword in hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Roboute Guilliman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter) (PEAK CINEMA!!)\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>",2078,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","61bab4f9a809b477d8b2e79bb0d0098c37cbd20fafe644faebf5fbaca8b5655c","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-252","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-500",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]