[{"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-279":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},1681199,2147,"Chapter 279 280: Forge General of Mars: Heresy, Unforgivable Heresy!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-279",279,"\u003Cp>\"Hmm...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden frowned slightly, \"That shouldn't be possible, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Mechanicum Forum was an incredibly novel concept, something even the Forge Worlds initially struggled to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let alone the ultra-conservative Mars Headquarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to what he knew, the current Forge General of Mars and High Lord of the Mechanicum—Oud Oudia Raskian, was an extreme conservative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So conservative that even other conservative factions considered him overly rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the Fall of Cadia—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cadia possessed the only stable and permanent passage to the Eye of Terror, serving as the Imperium's critical bastion against Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To save Cadia, the Imperium's vital fortress world—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The High Lords proposed abolishing the Restriction Edict, allowing the Custodes to leave Holy Terra and support Cadia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this decree was met with firm opposition from Oud Oudia Raskian himself, rendering it ineffective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Abaddon destroyed Cadia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperium lost its critical gateway, allowing Chaos to run rampant with devastating consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's difficult to say Oud Oudia Raskian bore no responsibility for this outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, the Forge General of Mars was not only conservative but also loved hoarding power and stirring up conflicts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current decadence of the Mechanicum was partly due to his actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the rise of the Mechanicum Forum severely undermined the authority of Mars Headquarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these circumstances, there was no way the Forge General of Mars, Oud Oudia Raskian, would remain unresponsive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Strange, this is too strange...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stroked his chin, pondering the situation endlessly, but he couldn't figure it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to this eerie silence, he would have preferred Mars to show some reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least then, he could have some clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any case, the crisis of the Mechanicum Forum still persisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The actions of Mars Headquarters, or rather the subsequent actions of Oud Oudia Raskian, would directly affect the fate of the Mechanicum Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden let out a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up from his chair and walked straight to the balcony, overlooking the brilliantly lit surface of the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm, it's starting to feel like a world illuminated by countless lights...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, Urth had achieved full access to water, electricity, and the network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever there were people—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the remote Void Survivor tribes deep in the forests could enjoy these basic facilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In recognition of the Void Survivors' exceptional contributions to the territory and to respect their customs—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had specially preserved a large area of primeval forest for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from technological advancements—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The territory's infrastructure development was booming, with massive construction efforts taking place on various planets to provide necessary support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's goal was to ensure everyone could bask in the Savior's radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doing so would also allow people to contribute higher-quality Hope Energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was only basic support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The territory constantly spread the faith of the Savior and issued warnings about the coming war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large number of people were recruited into the logistics departments of the Army, agricultural divisions, engineering teams, and mining squads, working enthusiastically for the future of the territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the elite population attended Loyalist Academies, and after graduation, they would serve in various institutions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked up toward the moon, where several golden bright points flickered like stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the purification rings harnessing the energy of the Golden Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the advice of the Internal Affairs think tank, he constructed purification rings several kilometers in diameter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These rings acted as purification gates—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They provided cleansing services for passing ships and those old vessels dragged back from the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every ship passing through the purification rings would be subjected to a thorough bath of divine light, completely purging any attached Chaos matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally, the rings were guarded by cleanup squads and Space Marines, responsible for purging any Chaos lifeforms lurking within the ships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden observed the scene for a while before returning to his bedroom to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the situation at Mars Headquarters, he decided to leave it aside for now and wait for their reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few days later, he learned of the situation on Mars through scattered posts on the Mechanicum Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation was not looking good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A desolate, smoke-choked red planet floated silently in the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around its equator, orbital factories circled, forming an iron-forged ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the planet's surface, endless Hive Cities stretched for dozens of kilometers, their foundations plunging deep underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the greatest and most sacred Forge World of the Imperium, the Crimson Star—Mars!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the headquarters of the Mechanicum, countless Tech-Priests had lived here for generations, forming an incomprehensibly vast repository of knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is nothing that will stop your pursuit of knowledge; no one shall hinder your quest to obtain sacred technology; no one can stop you from standing beneath the throne of the Omnissiah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These words were once the ultimate truth of the Mechanicum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, in the 41st Millennium of the Imperium, all of this was on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rigid hierarchies, rampant academic bureaucracy, and centuries-old information barriers—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had almost completely sealed off the flow of knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conservatism, decay, feudalism, and monopoly; this union of academic personnel was rotting like a stagnant pool of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, not long ago, the sudden emergence of the Mechanicum Forum ignited the flame of knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barriers of information were being shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those lower-ranked Tech-Priests could freely learn and access valuable knowledge that had been out of reach for generations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon enough, the Mechanicum Forum spread to Mars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sparks of knowledge that spread were swiftly extinguished by the conservatives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Mars was deathly silent, and everyone lived in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzzz~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In orbit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several massive and hideous signal-jamming devices disrupted all external communications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More accurately, they were specifically designed to isolate the signals of the Mechanicum Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acid Drop Hive City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint mist filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For ages, this acidic fog had corroded the Hive City's structures, leaving blotches of dark green rust across its exterior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Run!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A desperate shout echoed suddenly, but the speaker was quickly subdued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure burst from the fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a young Tech-Priest dressed in filthy robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Buna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna clutched something in his arms as he fled desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him came the rhythmic clanking of metal footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna was being hunted by Protective Machine Soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Mars, this was one of the most terrifying situations one could face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, he had no intention of giving up, nor did he plan to surrender what he was holding. Because... it was his only hope!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More hydraulic fluid was injected into Buna's mechanical limbs, propelling him forward with even greater speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few seconds, he had fled over a hundred meters away, disappearing into the complex mechanical streets and alleys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the mechanical bodies of the Protective Machine Soldiers were far more advanced, much faster, and equipped with tracking augurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They quickly locked onto Buna's trail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Warning! Warning!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold, mechanical voice of the Protective Machine Soldiers sounded, emotionless and unyielding:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Detected contraband! Surrender it immediately and await judgment!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Target escaping. Initiating pursuit protocol. Lethal force authorized...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Target locked!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Protective Machine Soldiers raised their plasma carbines, aiming at the fleeing figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzla~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several beams shot forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Tech-Priest's limbs were melted off in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He abruptly lost his balance and crashed to the ground, the data plate he was holding flying from his grasp and landing on the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Protective Machine Soldiers seized him, locking him down as they pronounced his crimes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apprehension complete. Crime… Technological Heresy. Punishment… Removal of mechanical parts, forced labor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is not heretical technology!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oil continuously dripped from Buna's body, splattering across the ground as he roared with anger:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Mechanicum Forum contains no evil technology! The knowledge shared there comes from the sharing of seekers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The network there is cleaner and purer than all the communication networks on Mars!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All we want is a chance to learn! What is so wrong about that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Protective Machine Soldiers completely ignored the words of this so-called technological heretic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pleas and arguments were meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had no right to appeal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the soldiers walked up to the data plate adorned with several Webby emblems, scanned it, and issued a command:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Contraband detected. Execute destruction!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Buna's furious gaze, the Protective Machine Soldier stomped down on the data plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it fired a jet of flame to completely melt it into molten slag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, all hope within Buna's heart was shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opportunity to learn and gain knowledge that he had dreamed of was cruelly destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna was born to a lower-class Tech-Priest family on Mars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to slaves and laborers, his birth was considered a fortunate one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His family had served a certain Tech-Magus for generations, responsible for maintaining and repairing a weapon-manufacturing machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the knowledge possessed by Buna's family was related to that ancient machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, they had no opportunity to access other knowledge, nor were they allowed to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the most talented individuals faced the same fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna's life was essentially determined from the moment he was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would receive a permission contract, learn the maintenance knowledge of that machine from his father, and—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he officially became a Tech-Priest, his entire life would revolve around that machine, with no other possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the translation will continue in the next message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more frightening was the fact that he had absolutely no right to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to a confidentiality contract from centuries ago—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His family was bound to stay at the Tech-Magus' factory to prevent valuable mechanical knowledge from leaking out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though that mechanical knowledge had long since become outdated, replaced by more advanced technological systems throughout the various Forge Worlds of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna had even attempted to file appeals to renegotiate the contract to gain more freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they didn't even have the right to meet the Tech-Magus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite serving him for generations, Buna's family had not seen the Tech-Magus in nearly two hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't even know if the Tech-Magus was still on Mars or if he was even alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those lower-class Tech-Priest families could only follow agreements made centuries or even millennia ago, receiving meager salaries, and repeating the same fate over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sole purpose was to maintain the weapon-manufacturing factory's operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though that factory hadn't received a new order in over a hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would maintain the machines, produce weapons, send them to storage, and have ships come to take them away on the same schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Year after year, the same endless cycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna was intelligent and learned quickly. Within a short time, he had mastered the skills to repair the machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under his management, the centuries-old machine operated perfectly, rarely malfunctioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If given the opportunity, he could even build a better machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his spare time, he was always eager to learn something new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Buna had no means of accessing new knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The information barriers were like a towering mountain, blocking most seekers of knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was willing to risk venturing into the black markets of knowledge to obtain forbidden knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the risks were far too high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knowledge from the black market often contained unknown dangers and was constantly targeted by the Protective Machine Soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of Buna's friends had been convicted of technological heresy for obtaining forbidden knowledge from the black market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had his electronic brain removed and was reduced to a slave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years of monotonous and bleak days passed by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Buna could no longer resist and ventured to the knowledge black market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, a member of the Webby Faithful gave him a data plate and an emblem of Webby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These items became the only light in his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the data plate—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna entered the Mechanicum Forum, a dreamlike new world with endless knowledge awaiting him to explore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, he learned all kinds of mechanical knowledge he was interested in and even published many of his own ideas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His creations were praised by many members of the forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some sages even praised his talent, saying that one day he would surely become a Tech-Magus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, Buna would think—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only the Magus his family served was as open-minded as the sages on the forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was nothing more than a fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the Magus his family served belonged to the faction of Mars Forge General Oud Oudia Raskian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were extremely conservative, valuing hierarchy above all else, and almost never shared or updated any knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the weapons produced by that factory were outdated designs from centuries ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapons that were both overpriced and of inferior quality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because of the status of the Forge General of Mars, the weapon factory still received permanent orders from the Astra Militarum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If nothing changed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of this would continue for hundreds or even thousands of years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How long it would last depended on how long that Forge General of Mars could live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the translation will continue in the next message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many people loathed the Forge General of Mars, Oud Oudia Raskian, but there was nothing they could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Tech-Magus, Oudia's knowledge was average, his talent was mediocre, and his management skills were even less impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, he still became the Forge General of Mars, the High Lord of the Mechanicum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he was conservative and extreme enough, pouring all his efforts into power struggles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Oudia often resorted to tricks that backfired, his ruthlessness and destructive power were enough to make others fear him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was \"orthodox\" enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had the support of the Titan Legions, the Imperial Knight Houses, and even the formidable backing of the Void Dragon Guardians Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was undeniably the leader of the conservative faction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Oudia was incompetent, corrupt, stubborn, and liked to stir up pointless conflicts and petty feuds that caused unnecessary losses and deaths—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what, Oudia was the Forge General of Mars and the High Lord of the Mechanicum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He controlled the Mechanicum, which represented one half of the Imperium's might, the other being the God-Emperor's realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the vast majority of the Imperium's warships, firearms, power armor, Titans, Imperial Knights, heavy vehicles, and more—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were all manufactured by the Forge Worlds controlled by the Mechanicum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In theory, even the Emperor once had to show him a certain level of respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His status was on par with that of a Primarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Guilliman, the returned Primarch, had to reluctantly acknowledge Oudia's status and ideology, unless he wanted to spark a conflict between the Mechanicum and Holy Terra, plunging the Imperium into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, the position of the Forge General of Mars was unshakable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna had learned all of these secrets from the hidden complaint boards on the Mechanicum Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Posts that cursed the Forge General of Mars filled a considerable portion of the board, even receiving special highlights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna didn't pay much attention to these things. The Forge General of Mars was far too distant from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What would happen to that high and mighty existence was not something he was qualified to speculate about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If nothing unexpected happened—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would continue to be bound within the dark and dreary factory, spending his entire life around that ancient and complex machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna could accept that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had the Mechanicum Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that virtual world, there was an endless amount of knowledge to explore, and he could even make friends from all over the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the members of the Webby Faithful were all good people who shared their faith and support for Webby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They helped each other, made all kinds of beautiful emblems, and were willing to share knowledge and resources with those who had similar interests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Buna was at the black market, the member of the Webby Faithful only showed him the emblem and asked if he thought it was beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After receiving a positive answer—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The believer generously gave him a data plate for free, along with several emblems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were made of rare metallic materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Buna, having those was more than enough. He desired nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, his beautiful life didn't last long before it was shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, all signals from the Mechanicum Forum were jammed on Mars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the order of Forge General Oud Oudia Raskian—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire planet went into lockdown, and the Protective Machine Soldiers began hunting down any Tech-Priests using the Mechanicum Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more people were either captured or killed during the hunts, and even the believer who had given him the data plate was lost without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it was Buna's turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Filthy technological heretic and foul faith!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Protective Machine Soldiers once again stomped on the puddle of molten metal, kicking it into the trash heap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn you! I'll fight you to the end!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buna struggled desperately, but having lost his mechanical limbs, he had no ability to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he was dragged away by the Protective Machine Soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the shadows, many Tech-Priests watched this scene with anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were powerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could not possibly fight against the Protective Machine Soldiers or those higher, more privileged beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That unshakable existence had crushed the spark of knowledge on Mars with unstoppable force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And no one could stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Holy Hall of the Omnissiah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the grand and sacred mechanical hall, high-ranking members of the Mechanicum were holding an important meeting to discuss the final resolution for the Mechanicum Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a mechanical dais over ten meters high sat a massive mechanical construct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grinding of gears hummed ominously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Oud Oudia Raskian, the Forge General of Mars. His body had been heavily modified with so many mechanical implants that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He resembled a mechanical fortress rather than a man. Moving him required the assistance of eight super-heavy cranes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of this, whenever Oudia needed to attend a meeting, it required a massive logistical effort and construction work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several months ago—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While attending a meeting on Holy Terra, Oudia had received news about the Mechanicum Forum and immediately left the meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned to Mars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, due to his massive body, by the time he reached the surface of Mars, nearly a month had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Oudia immediately locked down Mars and convened a meeting of high-ranking members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gathering all of the senior members in the Holy Hall of the Omnissiah took another month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The inefficiency was characteristically Imperial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, some of the delay was deliberate. The Forge General needed time to plot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To deliver a fatal blow at the most appropriate moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Mechanicum Forum is heretical and utterly unforgivable!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rumbling electronic voice echoed throughout the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forge General Oud Oudia Raskian spoke in a tone that allowed no dispute:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That filthy, hideous platform is the enemy of the Mechanicum, a creation of absolute heresy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We must gather all our strength to destroy it completely, even if it means provoking a large-scale war!\"\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>",3189,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","e49c7257af223c7367226b6080dbc27e649715a89e3ea5a3b010d023d20e5423","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-280","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-278",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]