[{"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-266":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},1681186,2147,"Chapter 266 267 – Eden: “Little Ma, you were looking for me?”","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-266",266,"\u003Cp>>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hi everyone, it's Zaelum, the event will start tomorrow! Now I will tell you how to participate on it so you can choose which fanfic you want to be translated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time there will be 2 challengers! A Naruto and a Bleach fanfic, both I check them and they both looks promising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The event consist on 3 rounds of challenges:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1: The Likes Round: If the post gets 100 likes it will earn a point (Both can win that point) (Will start Saturday) (This is in Patreon)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>2: The Power Stones Round: If the fanfic gets 1500 Power Stones in Webnovel gets a point! (Both can win that point) (Will start Sunday)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>3: The Reviews Round: If the fanfic gets 50 reviews on Webnovel it will get a point! (Both can win that point) (Will start Sunday)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now what would happen if both reach the 3 points? I will pick both!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The true both are fun so I kinda don't care if both win, hahaha. So if you want, try to make me pick both by doing the event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also as bonus... if any of the fics get into the top 10 in Webnovel I will make it a double chapter schedule for that fic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, I thought it was going to be fun to do an event where you all get to participate, and if the events its succesful I may do more of them, for more new fics or for currents ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks you all for reading this, and I will see you later!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ciao!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>==========\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the surface of the Moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high temperatures and dust clouds created by the plasma blasts had already dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus's massive daemon-form loomed over the crowd from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roboute, did you really think your miserable fate would change?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hint of contempt curled at the corner of his mouth. \"It's nothing more than a minor unexpected twist that I foresaw long ago. An attack of that sort can't affect my plan…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, he had already pinned down the location of that so-called \"Daemon-Eater.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once this grand feast was over, he would deal with that arrogant fool at his leisure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was within his grasp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following a brief tremor, the Thousand Sons' elite sorcerers resumed the ritual. The Tizca Pyramid began operating once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Webway barrier was again on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Concentrate all fire!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acting without hesitation, Guilliman issued his order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly all the Imperium's massive war machines ignored the enemies right beside them, pouring every ounce of firepower onto the Pyramid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden aircraft swooped past like a flock of eagles, dropping large quantities of powerful bombs on the Pyramid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Titans, Dreadnoughts, heavy tanks, and gunships all spat out curtains of devastating fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet these ground vehicles could only leave pockmarks and cracks on the outer shell of the Tizca Pyramid, unable to inflict lasting damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bombardment was merely a diversion. A more fearsome blow came from the \"General Cannon\" brought in by the Mechanicus' Hundred-Machines Cohort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of its sheer weight, it could move only on treads, inching slowly forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, sacrificing mobility had granted it immense destructive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy gun it carried was of battleship caliber, more than enough to crush fortified walls—or even blast apart entire mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stripped of the Pyramid's sorcerous veil, that General Cannon posed a genuine threat to the Tizca Pyramid!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it appeared, it drew everyone's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surviving Thousand Sons also realized what a colossal threat it was and immediately launched an attack on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarab Terminators and Thousand Sons charged forward in a blood-soaked offensive, racing to close in on the General Cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Church-Guard formed a defensive line at all costs, determined not to let the enemy get near the Cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"O, Omnissiah, with our most devout hearts we pray for Your blessing. Grant us the power to delight the Machine-Spirits…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a chorus of binharic hymns, the Hundred-Machines Cohort maneuvered the General Cannon and aimed its muzzle at the core of the Pyramid, beginning the energy buildup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a colossal charge caused tremors to ripple through the surrounding ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as it was about to fire, sorcerers riding their flying discs swooped in a frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They used their own flesh and souls as catalysts, conjuring a dreadful warp-laced beam. That Warp-blast tore through the shield and slammed viciously into the General Cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering cloud of dust, hundreds of meters high, erupted in an instant. The colossal shell crossed dozens of kilometers in a heartbeat and hammered into the Tizca Pyramid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The round's immense kinetic force penetrated the Pyramid's outer shell, plunging inside and creating a massive breach nearly five hundred meters wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the shell exploded, it only destroyed one side of the Pyramid's structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had missed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no chance for a second shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment it appeared on the battlefield, the giant General Cannon was a sitting target—doomed to rely on one decisive strike with no opportunity to reload.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the Thousand Sons' assault, the General Cannon soon collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of the Tizca Pyramid:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus abruptly thrust out his Phantoria Staff, impaling a Sister of Silence. He then spun and parried a blow from his brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he looked skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of melta torpedoes had slipped past the low-orbit Thousand Sons fleet from the Glory of Macragge. Stealthily entering the atmosphere, they now hurtled toward the Pyramid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of the Thousand Sons, save for the Crimson King himself, sensed what was coming!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Magnus showed no sign of panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roboute, this is your real plan? It's a pity such a trick was already foreseen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In my presence, you're like an ignorant child. Your pitiful schemes aren't even worth mentioning…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flap of his daemonic wings, he withdrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, using the ritual circle prepared on the Pyramid, he constructed a new defensive shield in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vortex of murky warp energy manifested high above, swallowing all the melta torpedoes into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such is the terrifying might of the Sorcerer-King of the Galaxy. As long as he could foresee it, he had ample ways to respond!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Witnessing this, Guilliman's heart sank. There was no time left for another round of attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roar—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden, terrifying howl resounded, accompanied by an uncontainable surge of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the Warp, hordes upon hordes of daemons shrieked with excitement, their ravenous roars all but becoming tangible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the final moment. The Webway barrier was about to break!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, every tactic of the Imperium had failed. No one could stop this Daemon Primarch's plan of destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pervasive sense of despair began to grow among the Imperial troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some prayed in silence for the Emperor's salvation; others looked hopefully for that mysterious entity to strike once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crimson figure darted across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus launched a sudden assault, sending Guilliman tumbling. He then stomped down hard on the Ultramarines Primarch's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattered ribs cracked audibly, and blood gushed from Guilliman's mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told you—all your struggles are futile. In ten seconds, you will witness the destruction of Holy Terra with your very own eyes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drunk on arrogance, the Crimson King was practically celebrating. The feast he had painstakingly prepared was nearly complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the factors of fate were under his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An inexpressible sorrow flickered in Guilliman's eyes. \"No, my brother… I beg you, stop this madness…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even lowered his voice in entreaty, if only to spare the Father's Imperium from ruin and keep humanity from sinking into an endless abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You already know this feast won't stop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will descend upon the Imperial Palace on Holy Terra, flanked by hordes of daemons, to see the dry bones of that false Emperor upon His throne!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I did nothing wrong, yet I was scolded and spurned by Him—you so-called 'brothers' are no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything is the fault of that pretender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even ordered Vulkan to kill me—one son murdering another. How merciless and cold-blooded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He's the one who pushed me into the arms of Chaos…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since that false Emperor claims I've doomed His Imperium, then let Him witness how the Empire is utterly destroyed at my hands!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magnus, you're vain and blinded by arrogance. You fell willingly into damnation—you must wake up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman roared, a tremor of emotion in his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand years ago, father and sons had torn each other apart; that memory still pained him deeply. Now it was happening again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh… Vulkan said the same thing to me. And I burned him to ash, ground his skull to powder!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus recalled the ancient day when he slew the Primarch closest to him, Vulkan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For an instant, guilt flickered in his single eye—only to vanish again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, the Crimson King felt no fault in himself. It was all the false Emperor's doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus refused to lose. He could not lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, he was the greatest and most powerful of all Primarchs!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've lost, Roboute. Whimpering like a child before me… how laughable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Webway barrier now trembling beyond its limits, Magnus sensed the feast was beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch, my dear brother—the feast has begun, and the daemons shall crown me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus foresaw that his destiny was about to reach its brightest pinnacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His feats would shake the cosmos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could dare belittle the being who destroyed the Imperium with his own hands—not even the gods of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would bow to the Crimson King!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warp energy broke through into reality, forming a horrifying vortex in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the swirling tempest, Magnus planted his foot on Guilliman's chest, basking in it all like an uncrowned king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I… am unstoppable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the crucial moment, with fate about to be fulfilled, was disrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Magnus sensed a ripple of destiny beyond his vision. He jerked his head skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of light was streaking from distant space—the second Nova Cannon shell from the Fantasy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, it was the Daemon-Eater's interference that Magnus couldn't precisely foresee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recognizing that brilliant light and crushing force, the same thought flashed through Magnus's mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fool—using the same attack again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he really think the same tactic would work on the Sorcerer-King a second time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Magnus could easily stop it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stomped Guilliman deeper into the rock, using the rebound force to leap skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to conjure a vortex shield to divert that shell into the Warp, keeping the Pyramid safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the instant Magnus sprang up, he felt a sudden drag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was yanking on him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced down to see Guilliman clutching his leg. In a flash, fury contorted the Crimson King's features. \"Roboute—let go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know I won't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage flared in Guilliman's eyes. Muscles corded beneath his armor as he yanked Magnus downward with all his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus nearly lost his balance and tumbled to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let go!\" the daemon Primarch bellowed, thrashing his wings in a surge of gale-force wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted off with Guilliman still clinging to him, both of them wrestling in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, however, Guilliman had the upper hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pummeled the Crimson King's repulsive face with thunderous blows, sending fangs and foul blood flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your arrogance dragged you into the abyss. Don't think I'm not your match!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman sneered, landing another punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments ago, he had only feigned weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just prior, his visor had received a message from afar: \"Old G, the big gun's about to fire—keep that arrogant bastard busy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he played along with that mysterious ally, luring his haughty brother into letting his guard down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now their objective was achieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roboute!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magnus!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Primarchs bellowed, smashing into several hulks of wreckage in their furious aerial struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their savage exchange reverted to the most primal form of combat: raw fists driven by fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each punch cracked like thunder, shockwaves rippling the air around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman and Magnus landed simultaneous blows to one another's faces. The recoil sent them hurtling in opposite directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They crashed heavily to the ground in twin impacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it—from start to finish—took only a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus was the first to haul himself out of the crater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scorching daemon blood poured onto the earth, and from the bloody mire sprouted strange mushrooms within moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his dazed head. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the plasma glow in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus snapped into focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately took flight, trying to conjure his vortex shield. Dark warp energies began to twist reality once more—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrapnel tore into him, interrupting the ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That barrage came from the Hand of Dominion. Guilliman had climbed out of his own crater and fired at the critical moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus watched helplessly as the glowing plasma shell streaked past him. The friction-heat in the air scorched his daemon wings, turning them black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plasma round slammed into the Tizca Pyramid. A wave of fire burst upward, flames surging in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A split-second hush followed, during which Magnus saw the blaze form a fiery sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaaaargh!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the despairing wails of tens of thousands of elite sorcerers as their bodies were instantly incinerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mushroom cloud billowed high. The sonic boom hammered everyone's eardrums, followed by a fierce shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly everyone nearby was buffeted by the blast, rings of dust rippling across the moon's surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman rammed the Emperor's Sword into the ground, bracing himself against the shockwave and the billowing debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, more warriors were hurled away by the shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle, rustle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the flames finally receded, under the crimson sky a rain of ash mixed with metal fragments began to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman took a moment to look upon the scene before him, feeling a wave of relief—and no small measure of awe at that mysterious power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He… has saved Holy Terra!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, everywhere else on the battlefield, Imperial warriors rose from the dust to a sight that took their breath away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them lay the Tizca Pyramid, melted into a shapeless ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond it, an unfathomably deep ravine rent the lunar surface, exposing floating debris far in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the cockpits of golden aircraft hovering above, the pilots' vantage was even clearer—they could see that one section of the Moon had been blown apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What terrifying power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Certainly, the Imperium had ways to destroy planets—cyclonic torpedoes, for instance. But those typically ignited free oxygen across a planet's surface or triggered cataclysmic tectonic eruptions, turning worlds into vacuum or rubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, such a strike usually only created a half-kilometer whirlpool of destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this mysterious plasma warhead had shattered a chunk of the Moon's crust through its own explosive might alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How horrifying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Glory to the Emperor—we have prevailed!\" After the shock of it all, someone finally realized: they had won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheers erupted among the Imperial warriors. They had protected Holy Terra!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roar—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the rubble heaved, and a broken, charred daemon body with ruined wings emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Curse it… CURSE IT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus surveyed the wreckage: his flagship was gone, the Thousand Sons decimated. Most importantly, his meticulously prepared feast had been ruined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan had failed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed Guilliman's gaze and was consumed by shame that burned like acid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—he would never accept failure! Never!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the arrogant Crimson King, showing weakness and defeat before everyone was worse than death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A seething hatred sprang up in Magnus's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hatred was not for Guilliman, but for the real culprit behind his plan's collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daemon-Eater!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His furious howl rattled half the Moon. All could hear that name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Daemon-Eater… so he was responsible for that attack?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman felt a fresh surge of amazement at this unknown figure—an estimation that rose higher still. He had to find that mysterious individual!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately ordered the fleet to seek any trace of the Daemon-Eater and attempt contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mister Daemon-Eater…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Celestine, her silver hair drifting in the wind, softly murmured that name, lost in her own thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around, the warriors of the Imperium whispered that awe-inspiring name. Many had heard of him back on Macragge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, having saved Holy Terra itself, his deed commanded even greater respect among the troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder daemons feared him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaaah!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without warning, a piercing shriek of malevolent Warp energy spread across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can't escape me, Daemon-Eater…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus was utterly consumed with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He descended upon the Pyramid's remains, driving the Phantoria Staff into his own body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warp-blood gushed as the Crimson King unleashed a sorcery of immense cost yet even more terrifying effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lines of the Sisters of Silence had been crushed by the shockwave. There was no one to stop him now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alongside the ritual's activation, the ground lit up with complicated runic circles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All across the battlefield, the wailing souls of the Thousand Sons—both sorcerers and warriors—were dragged into Magnus's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their spiritual essence and Warp power flooded into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It happened in a flash, impossible to halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he was not aiming this power at the Imperial army. He wanted only the Daemon-Eater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have not lost!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Magnus raged inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if his plan to tear open the Webway was undone, at least he had the Daemon-Eater pinned down in realspace—and that was a prize worth taking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the being who had inflicted such grievous losses on the Warp's daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the Crimson King would harness enormous sorcerous power to reel that shadowy foe into the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he would corrupt him completely, toying with him at his whim!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thousand cruel tortures flashed through Magnus's mind—torments of the soul so horrific that even a Primarch would recoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the Daemon-Eater would kneel, howling in anguish before him, proving to all just how fearsome the Crimson King could be!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid these ghastly screams, a dark sphere took shape—thousands of warped faces swirling in its depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus poured most of his own soul into that sphere. He would invade the Daemon-Eater's essence in person and break him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sphere of souls plunged into the void, homing in on the target it had locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of the battlefield…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space twisted, a Warp portal opened, and the Dreamweaver slipped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bridge:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh… Are they gonna make me pay for damages?\" Eden stared at the surveillance feed of Terra's moon, now missing a sizable chunk. He was feeling a bit guilty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the second moon he'd blown up. Rounding up, you might call him a \"Moon-Killer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least the strategic goal was met. The great savior had succeeded in demolishing the Pyramid and thwarting the traitor Primarch's evil scheme!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it had been a close call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those top-tier powers in realspace were too difficult to handle. If Guilliman hadn't helped, the Nova Cannon might never have worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Eden couldn't help that creeping sense of \"inadequate firepower.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only he had ten or eight Nova Cannons… firing from every angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's see Magnus try to stop that!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Faster—speed it up! Hurry outta here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the Warp corridor looming closer by the second, Eden urgently prodded his tech-adept officer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to flee as fast as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A great savior and unsung hero of the Imperium should be modest—sneakily fire the cannons, then vanish without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, if Magnus or \"Big Bro Guilliman\" cornered him, how would he handle that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, he had a nagging sense of danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dreamweaver vanished into the Warp portal in an instant, disappearing from that region of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, several Imperial warships emerged from Warp transit—but found nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere in open space…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dropping back out of the Warp, the Fantasy slowed to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Savior's Sanctuary:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally safe…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden collapsed onto a recliner, guzzling down an iced soda. \"We've gone so far we're practically out of the Solar Segmentum. There's no way they can still track me, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had barely finished speaking when a sudden, indescribable sense of danger flooded his subconscious—the aura of the Crimson King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd been caught!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting attacked from this distance—unbelievable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Eden could react, a huge mass of swirling darkness erupted from the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It slammed right into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he felt that presence burrow into his very soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the trail of a small shard of soul in his clone body, it found its way to Eden's true essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Invading the depths of his mind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soda can fell to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic flashed in Eden's eyes. \"This is bad. I'm about to be exposed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he realized that Magnus was corroding his spiritual core—trying to seize control of his mind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Magnus succeeded, Eden's deepest secrets would be laid bare, and he himself would become a slave of Chaos!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that dire moment, the great savior made the right choice. Controlling the little sun in his soul, he opened his mind—calling for reinforcements!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within Eden's soul…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A phantom plaza, the place of faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here was the manifested core of Eden's spiritual consciousness, lined with godlike statues formed by faith and emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suspended above the plaza was a small golden sun, radiating gentle light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a swirling darkness took shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of crimson hooves stepped onto the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus flared his daemonic wings, gaze brimming with hate as he surveyed his surroundings. \"I've got you now, Daemon-Eater!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, in his Daemon-Eater persona, appeared before the Fallen Primarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke lazily, showing not a hint of fear. \"Yo, Little Ma—what's up? You looking for me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus blinked in surprise at the Daemon-Eater's calm demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his expression quickly twisted with vicious glee, warp energy corroding everything in its path. \"Kneel. Receive this gift, and become my slave!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crimson King tensed, ready to pounce on this insolent wretch and corrupt him utterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in the very next second, his single eye went wide in disbelief. His words came out broken and halting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-The… F-False… Emperor? Impossible…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with a burst of radiant light, a towering figure clad in golden armor materialized behind the Daemon-Eater…\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>",3709,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","25f1ce95bdff771401deb39c0d49d4a8596c1462ecbd8a641ece91bf530ae740","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-267","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-265",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]