[{"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-301":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},1681071,2147,"Chapter 301 302: The Plains Campaign – Kill, Kill, Kill!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-301",301,"\u003Cp>Corevax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Central Fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick black fog intertwined with twisted energies, nearly veiling the vast, heavily-fortified fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On iron gallows, countless human bodies hung upside down by chains, impaled with spikes, wailing endlessly. Blood flowed down along set tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their blood and souls were being harvested—used to fuel the Dark Machine hidden beneath the throne chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DOOM. DOOM. DOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep underground, the monstrous machine rumbled faster, approaching overload.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its jagged Blackstone structures hammered against the Warp Curtain, creating ripples. Cracks were visible to the naked eye, leaking the immaterium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of colossal daemonic silhouettes projected through the curtain into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These shadowy giants loomed over the throne chamber, eagerly awaiting their descent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lesser Warp daemons, already maddened by their lust for realspace, hurled themselves against the weakening barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, some lucky ones squeezed through, shrieking as they circled high above the fortress in ecstatic frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… is the real battle now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Be'lakor sat on his throne, savoring the chaos he had orchestrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grand plan, forged in secrecy, had finally reached its final phase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dark Master's confidence had returned. His previous defeat? A mere fluke. After seizing the legacy of the daemon demi-god Vashtorr, this fortress had become an impenetrable citadel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let the Devourer come. Let him try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Be'lakor wanted to see how the so-called Savior would break through this deathtrap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He peered past layers of iron walls toward the ramparts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Artillery batteries stood ready, their grim barrels locked onto key approach zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BZZZZZT.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall's void shield shimmered to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the fortress walls stretched an endless plain of scorched terrain and flowing magma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos forces were busy building wave after wave of fortifications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of Titans, over a thousand Chaos Knights, and hordes of daemon engines stood in formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The area was packed with tech-slaves, mutated tanks, Chaos sorcerers, and daemons—so many that the eye could not see the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were awaiting the arrival of the Devourer's army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a rare sight—Chaos, the eternal aggressors, digging in for defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bitter pill for many daemonic entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Be'lakor had commanded it. They had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, the strength of the enemy was unknown. Caution was their best course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dreamweaver – Bridge\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stood in full armor before the monitors, tracking every detail of the battlefield. He needed to time his assault perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted in his armor, glancing down uncomfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suit was great for battle—but terrible for casual movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He now understood Roboute Guilliman's daily agony—wearing that armored sarcophagus nonstop, just to stay alive, and the noisy version at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Must be torture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, his focus sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because… the battle had begun!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Orbit\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a hundred thousand atmospheric assault craft launched from the decks of starships, like a swarm of steel locusts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They pierced the atmosphere of Corevax, aiming to destroy the remaining surface-to-air defenses and pave the way for the main force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as they entered, they were met with a hailstorm of fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many floating landmasses chained in the sky were equipped with flak batteries, spitting death skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several gunships were shot down immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the assault craft countered swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weaved between the floating islands, dropping volley after volley of high-yield bombs, obliterating anti-air platforms one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the Hell Drakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They burst from the islands, tearing through gunship armor with claws and bathing the skies in steel-melting warpflame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their belly cannons spat Voidfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More gunships exploded and crashed in fireballs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These airborne daemon engines were nightmares incarnate—each requiring overwhelming firepower to bring down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the gunships had the numbers. They quickly shifted to coordinated tactics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With semi-autonomous systems, they swarmed efficiently, taking down Hell Drakes with minimal losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky turned into a pyre of crashing drakes, screaming as they fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, some craft tried to reach the central fortress, aiming to bomb the wall and defensive lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The defensive barrage was too fierce. Those that approached were annihilated midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this, the assault craft pulled back, focusing on clearing the skies above the designated drop zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once those areas were relatively safe, they released a wave of teleport beacons—burning through the atmosphere like shooting stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back on the Dreamweaver's bridge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Will those teleport beacons reach the fortress's core?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closely watched a batch of beacons streaking toward the heart of the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was tight. Be'lakor's defenses were layered, and the Warp Rift was about to tear open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the Warp Curtain, they could've surrounded and crushed the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reality was harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were racing against time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the assault bogged down too long and the Rift opened—it would all be over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why a decapitation strike was the best option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the teleport beacons landed inside, he and the Custodes could strike at Be'lakor directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The results were disappointing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beacons were shot down before they could land—picked off by anti-air fire and intercepted by daemon patrols.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None reached the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Void Angels tried drop pods, but most were destroyed midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two did land—only to be consumed by darkness, their signals lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden grimaced and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Any word from the pods?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tako flipped through logs:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All we got is that they were hit with extreme firepower and died instantly. Also… there were loud chain noises.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sighed as he looked at the screen. \"Looks like we'll have to break through from the surface. Let's hope we're fast enough…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, the plains' air defenses had been mostly cleared. Transport ships and beacons could now land safely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DOOM. DOOM. DOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of teleport beacons slammed into the ground, glowing brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BZZZT—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Portal after portal opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over fifty Redeemer Titans and nearly a thousand Redeemer-class war mechs stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They formed a defensive perimeter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drop pods rained like steel hail. Thousands of War Angels and Void Angels emerged and rallied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the skies above—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive troop carriers descended from orbit in formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos armies watching from the fortress perimeter breathed a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy… wasn't as numerous as they feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the enemy still assembling, the Chaos commanders grew restless. Some troops couldn't wait to charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, Chaos still held a firepower edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the enemy was vulnerable—troops mid-deployment, lines not yet fully formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the moment to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they crushed the first wave, they could even hit the transports.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gain the upper hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My Lord! The enemy's formation isn't complete. This is the perfect time to attack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Chaos commander contacted Be'lakor urgently. \"If we act now, we may break them in one blow!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Be'lakor noticed the opportunity and began to answer, \"Very well, you sh—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dark Master hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if the Devourer was baiting him again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That last humiliation had left scars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't trust his own instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if the Devourer anticipated his anticipation? Pretending to delay, just to lure him in?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he'd fall for it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another clown moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mere thought made him tremble with rage and shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind spun in circles—overthinking every possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...My Lord?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos commander grew anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Be'lakor's brain was a hurricane of preemptive preemptions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally made his decision:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're in charge of the plains front. Do as you see fit!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He relinquished command—no longer micromanaging as he usually did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn't make decisions, he couldn't make mistakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, this outer skirmish wouldn't decide the war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he held the fortress for half a day—he wouldn't lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What, the Devourer would wipe out his entire Chaos army?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ridiculous. He held the advantage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After handing off command, Be'lakor cut communications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He focused entirely on the fortress's interior—personally micromanaging elite deployments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved a meltacannon five meters left on the tactical map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plains Battlefield\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's forces continued assembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ALL UNITS—ADVANCE! CRUSH THOSE IMPERIAL MAGGOTS!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos commanders, given free rein, launched the offensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troops exploded with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been waiting to kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Chaos, war meant one thing—charge and slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defense? That was for weak Imperial cowards!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DOOM. DOOM. DOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of Chaos Titans marched forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them came over a thousand Corvus-pattern Chaos Knights and daemon engines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Chaos horde surged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos warriors bellowed war cries, charging behind their behemoths with terrifying momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front of the Savior's line—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BZZT.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Void shields rose across the Redeemer Titans. Turrets calibrated, preparing for the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye, piloting a dark gold ten-meter mech, flexed its limbs in a warm-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among his forces—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Freeblade Knights gripped their weapons tightly, tense and focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw the wave of Chaos warriors—black clouds rolling across the horizon, Titans shaking the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ranks upon ranks of Corvus Knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their blood boiled with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wanted to charge right now, fight to the death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But doubts lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos army vastly outnumbered them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could they hold the line long enough for reinforcements to arrive?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing their comrades remain calm—they too braced for impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos Titans opened fire the moment they entered range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Redeemer Titans held position, shielding allies with void shields. Their return fire was restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were waiting…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos commander watching this grew uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's formation was still sparse. There were gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren't they worried about being flanked?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they seemed… too calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Chaos charge continued—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His unease deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he launch the assault too soon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no stopping the blood-drunk horde now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos Titans unleashed barrages. Knights raked the field with mass fire. Warriors sprinted like rabid beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperials were right there—they couldn't resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KILL!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the cover of firepower, the Chaos army surged into the enemy's line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CHARGE!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye roared, leading the Redeemer mechs in a counterassault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the battlefield erupted with the Savior's battle hymns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back on the Dreamweaver—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched as a new wave of fiery trails fell toward the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More beacons. More drop pods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real main force—three times larger than the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hissss~ That worked too well…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden inhaled sharply. He could hardly believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had simply repeated an old trick—baiting the enemy forward, then hitting them with overwhelming force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't expected it to work again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unexpected joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This would accelerate the fall of the Chaos army—and the collapse of the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plains Front\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's over!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos commander stared at the fiery sky—his heart sank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle was lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to react, screaming into the comms, \"DEFENSE! RALLY THE LINES!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CHARGE! CHAAAARGE!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the comms were flooded with a different order—laced with mind-scrambling hymns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cut the channel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his horror, it had been hacked—by the enemy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos usually jammed Imperial comms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now… the tables had turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His commands couldn't get through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched helplessly as his horde ran into a trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear crept in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time facing Imperials—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt true terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No… This isn't the Imperium… This is something far worse…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos warriors charged, screaming for blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"DIE, YOU IMPERIAL WHELPS!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Chaos marine swung his chainsword wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A drop pod crushed him flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His comrades froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw the fiery rain falling around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were being surrounded mid-charge?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pod hatch burst open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A War Angel stepped out, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, more Space Marines emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pod—like an armored clown car—had been packed to bursting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens poured out, eyes cold, staring the Chaos troops down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those Chaos warriors exchanged glances—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Can we talk this out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were blasted into red mist before they could move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the field—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's forces had deployed over 200 Redeemer Titans, 2,000 Redeemer mechs, over 20,000 Void and War Angels…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more armored support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more drops were needed—there was no room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The objective: annihilate the Chaos army and storm the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The field had been split—the Chaos army surrounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos troops panicked, like sheep surrounded by wolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't even know who the real monsters were anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above, Redeemer Titans clashed with Chaos Titans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Redeemers' void shields held firm—then they focused fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outgunned and shieldless, the Chaos Titans fell one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Freeblade Knights charged with Arye, dodging burning wreckage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They dove onto the Corvus Knights—ripping them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks flew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"DIE, YOU CORVUS SCUM!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'LL RIP OUT YOUR HEART!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"***—SAY HI TO YOUR CHAOS GOD!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Freeblades screamed curses and vengeance, hacking their enemies to bits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were louder, fiercer than the Chaos berserkers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even felt a strange power stirring within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye's squad of Redeemers went berserk—flattening everything in their path. The Corvus Knights fled in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>UNSTOPPABLE.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were true Imperial warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Freeblades were reminded of their past—how they had bled to hold the line against Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KILL KILL KILL. BLAST THEM TO HELL!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"DIE, YOU CHAOS BASTARDS!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye howled, charging once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, the Freeblades noticed something odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait… is he doing what we think he's doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was charging—a lone mech—straight toward a Chaos Titan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Redeemer mech… charging a Titan?!\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>",2220,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","42c2059a9f62ff348d23cb0524766a800e311c5740fc7b6c853ebcad841df500","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-302","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-250",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]