[{"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-305":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},1681075,2147,"Chapter 305 306: Quack—A Chaotic Clusterf**k!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-305",305,"\u003Cp>ROAR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angrath let out a furious bellow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the very next second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why the hell are you barking?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden grabbed this bloodthirsty daemon and landed another punch. \"Go ahead, try barking again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fist, wrapped in chains and crackling with dark energy, crashed into the daemon's face like a thunderbolt from the heavens, brimming with overwhelming force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A resounding explosion followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ugh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angrath's mind went blank, his vision momentarily cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then came waves of searing pain, piercing his nerves and forcing an uncontrollable howl from his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden turn of events threw the daemons into confusion and disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell just happened? The Devourer just swaggered into the middle of their horde and started beating the crap out of Angrath?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at the Devourer, utterly unfazed, hammering Angrath while surrounded by a sea of daemons—wasn't he the one under attack?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did it feel like they were the prey being hunted?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, how does he even dare to do this?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere was so bizarre that none of the Greater Daemons moved to help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under normal circumstances, Eden wouldn't have pulled such a stunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were over thirty Greater Daemons of Chaos here, along with an endless horde of lesser daemons. Without backup from powerful warriors, even Guilliman himself would've been wrecked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It'd be a straight-up suicide mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden just charged in—alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he was on a high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the influence of the Dark Side's violent power, he felt unstoppable and fearless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, he came to take out these Greater Daemons—and no one was going to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Khorne himself showed up, he was getting slapped too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this overwhelming aura, combined with the Dark Side's inherent suppression of daemonic beings, truly stunned the daemons—at least temporarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the surrounding silence,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horde of daemons watched the battle between Angrath, Greater Daemon of Khorne, and the Devourer, unsure whether to join in or stay back—trapped in a state of chaotic indecision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, Angrath had come to his senses and was grappling with Eden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their colossal forms clashed violently in the middle of Khorne's forces, every blow from either side sending Bloodletters flying and screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were crushed outright—souls offered to the Skull Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was technically a fight, Angrath grew increasingly hopeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was experiencing firsthand the overwhelming might of the Devourer—being utterly crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own attacks felt completely powerless, while every strike from Eden pierced him to the core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the \"battle\" devolved into a one-sided beatdown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angrath lay on the ground, taking hit after brutal hit, humiliated beyond words. Inwardly, he howled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?! Am I really that far below Ka'Bandha?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized he had no chance of defeating the Devourer—nor could he endure this kind of punishment. He wanted to cry out to the other Bloodthirsters for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his pride as a former First Greater Daemon held his tongue—he gritted his teeth and endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A powerful punch shattered one of Angrath's horns, the resulting shriek enough to chill even the bravest daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster couldn't stand the shame anymore. He roared and unleashed his full power in a last-ditch charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The follow-up blows came even harder, finally snuffing out all resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angrath, now half-dead, was lifted off the ground by the Devourer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster stared into the Devourer's eyes, awaiting death. He wanted to die in honorable combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To preserve a final shred of dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But death didn't come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he heard the Devourer sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his vision—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angrath saw the deep disappointment in Eden's eyes. He seemed to understand something, and closed his eyes in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of countless daemons—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden let out a long sigh, his voice echoing among the horde:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've truly let me down. This duel was destined to be boring. Perhaps only the current First Greater Daemon, Ka'Bandha, could stir my battle-lust…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Ka'Bandha was basically the number-one Khorne hype man in the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a perfect opportunity—it'd be a waste not to make full use of it while he was at peak power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Eden's daemon-infiltrating underling, the sneaky Baal, was Ka'Bandha's top aide. By association, Ka'Bandha was technically part of Eden's crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Ka'Bandha lost power—or worse, died—and someone even stronger took his place, that would be disastrous for Eden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Devourer identity was a crucial advantage in fighting Chaos. It was something he had to develop and utilize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, the Devourer's role was similar to the Emperor's title of The Accursed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warp was a realm of thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that realm, belief and emotion could turn fiction into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos beings feared the Emperor, The Accursed, above all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fear and reverence fed into the Warp, empowering the Emperor further, making him deadlier to Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That increased deadliness made them fear him even more, creating a self-perpetuating cycle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spiraling ascent, powered by their own emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Eden's identity as the Devourer was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The violent Dark Side energy that Eden temporarily invoked had, in fact, been empowered by the Chaos Daemons themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such circumstances, Ka'Bandha—foremost among Khorne's champions and Warp's number one Eden-hype machine—was his greatest asset. He had to ensure this First Greater Daemon stayed alive, so that he could continue hyping him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, the Chaos Daemons would keep funneling him faith-based energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his arm, Eden tossed Angrath aside like garbage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swept his gaze across the daemonic horde, then looked at the humiliated Bloodthirster. \"Weak and pitiful. You don't even deserve to die by my hand. Go back and tell Ka'Bandha…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the grotesque mass of muscle and armor that was Eden burst with power, surging into the Warp like a shockwave:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Devourer… is looking forward to a duel to the death with him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angrath curled into himself on the ground, trembling, gasping with repressed howls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spirit—was broken!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with the Devourer's declaration, the legend of Ka'Bandha, Khorne's First Greater Daemon, only grew more mythic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undisputed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Eden issued his challenge, silence once again blanketed the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shrill, grating voice rang out from afar:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you waiting for?! The Devourer is already trapped—like a moth caught in a spider's web! There's no escape now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the voice of a Lord of Change—a Greater Daemon of Tzeentch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another added, \"Even if the Devourer defeated Be'lakor, he's still just one man. You think he can fight dozens of us at once?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third shrieked, fanning the flames of the daemons' rage:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rip the Devourer to shreds! Make him pay for the humiliation he's dealt us!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their words stirred the daemons from their stupor, igniting their battle lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many Greater Daemons gathered here—why should they fear just one Devourer?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it took attrition alone, they could bleed him dry!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The collective gaze of the daemonic horde locked onto Eden, blazing with fury and killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surged with anticipation, issuing the order: surround and destroy the Devourer!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Greater Daemons of Chaos began to close in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demonic legions formed up, ranged weapons glowing and ready to fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Now this is trouble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sensed the temperature rising, the tension thickening. This wasn't going to end peacefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with the Dark Side's blessing empowering him to his peak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't possibly take on this many Greater Daemons alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One misstep, and he'd get wrecked right here…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he should be more careful—look for a chance to retreat into realspace. At least there, he'd have armies and powerful warriors to support him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rip the pride from the Devourer's body! Take back our honor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His fate is sealed—today, he dies!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Devourer is afraid! He's trying to escape! Now is our chance—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't let him run!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tzeentchian Greater Daemons cawed like a murder of annoying, squawking crows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their exaggerated, inflammatory words echoed from every direction, pounding in Eden's ears—irritating beyond belief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These bastards had stirred up the mob once already, breaking his intimidation just moments ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they were at it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still influenced by the violent energies within him, Eden's rage flared. He spun to face the horde—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't running!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tzeentchian Daemons' eyes glinted with icy glee, like schemers whose traps had just been sprung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had already noticed how much more volatile the Devourer had become.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All it took was the slightest push—to steer his fate into ruin, to send him plummeting into the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, both sides were inflamed with rage. The stage was set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lords of Change concealed themselves as best they could, ready to sit back and enjoy the show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching as the Devourer—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Collapsed, exhausted, under the siege of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was going according to plan…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Greater Daemons of the other three Chaos Gods completed the encirclement. The air grew suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>War was about to erupt!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Lords of Change watched eagerly, waiting for the chaos to explode—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Devourer suddenly let out a furious roar that shook the realm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where the hell are those Tzeentchian dogs hiding?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thunderous bellow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopped the entire horde in its tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was pissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole reason he hadn't left was to give those insufferable schemers the beating they deserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly, he detected their presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, well, hiding back there, are we?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden followed the traces and located the Lords of Change. The cowards were nestled behind their forces, a fair distance away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All bark, no bite. Yelling from the rear while staying completely out of reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Playing the backline rat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the Chaos horde instinctively followed the Devourer's gaze—and saw the sneaky Tzeentchian Daemons as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realization dawned. Their expressions turned ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in a realm like this, the Daemons of Tzeentch—masters of treachery and deceit—were loathed by all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eyes of the Khorne Daemons blazed with fury. They knew they'd been played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood God's servants and the Changer of Ways had been at war for countless aeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hatred ran deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the Khornate daemons, the Tzeentchian ones were even more detestable than the Devourer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least the Devourer had beaten them in open combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lords of Change were momentarily dumbfounded—things weren't going quite as planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold stares from the Devourer and other Chaos daemons made them shiver uncontrollably. An overwhelming sense of isolation gripped them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did it feel like they were the enemy now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially those brainless Khornate daemons—who had already raised their axes and were charging in for the kill!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waves of chromatic fire burst forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lords of Change reacted quickly, ordering their ranged units to saturate the Devourer's position with heavy fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, other daemonic factions joined in, their ranged attacks flying toward the same target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash—war erupted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Greater Daemons had no time to overthink. They jointly launched their assault on the Devourer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was struck by a barrage of ranged attacks, suffering some injuries, but quickly broke free from the kill zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he emerged, the Greater Daemons' melee onslaught arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood axes, acidic vomit, whips made of human flesh, greatswords, claws, barbed tongues—nearly every form of attack imaginable sealed off the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had no time to defend. He took a few hard hits before viciously kicking away a Slaaneshi Greater Daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the midst of that daemon's grotesque gasps—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bolt of black light surged forward, tearing through the enemy ranks and heading straight for the Lords of Change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brothers, let's beat the ever-loving warp out of those Tzeentchian bastards!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden rampaged forward like a demonic freight train, bulldozing through the horde. Every daemon in his path was sent flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The violent charge caused the Lords of Change to recoil in horror. Their pupils shrank as they turned to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SQUAWK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pitiful avian screech rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One long-necked, crow-headed Lord of Change was caught by Eden mid-escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Eden grabbed him and used the poor daemon like a mace, smashing him against a Khornate Greater Daemon. Then he tossed the bird aside and charged after the next Tzeentchian target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That unlucky daemon staggered up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to meet the burning eyes of two nearby Khornate daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What followed was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another shriek. Feathers everywhere. The Lord of Change was ruthlessly pummeled into the warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's colossal body rampaged across the battlefield. He snatched up another Lord of Change and ignored all incoming attacks—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just started punching. Relentlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the ultimate crowd-control technique: grab one and beat the soul out of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of warpflame surged his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden grabbed the bird-faced daemon and used him as a shield. The searing sound of feathers crisping filled the air as the fire roasted the Tzeentchian daemon's wings into charred stubs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of cooked meat began wafting out, accompanied by agonized squawking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a panic, the roasted Lord of Change unleashed his own breath of multi-colored fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it missed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And hit… a Great Unclean One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemonic bird got smashed by both the Devourer and the furious Nurgle daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the brutal combo—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden shot a firm look to the Nurgle daemon and handed off the limp Tzeentchian daemon like a cooked turkey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A harmonious moment, really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was that bird who attacked the Nurgle daemon, and Eden—the ever-noble Devourer—had not touched a single Greater Daemon outside the Tzeentch faction throughout the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield had devolved into utter madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Be'lakor dead, the Chaos alliance lacked any unified command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Greater Daemons were unshackled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old grudges flared. Stray attacks struck unintended targets. Rivalries reignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was supposed to be a coordinated assault on the Devourer—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had become total bedlam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chaotic, swirling melee between the Devourer and every faction of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the worst hit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lords of Change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Eden's influence, they became everyone's favorite punching bags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their losses were catastrophic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's hard to say there wasn't a bit of settling scores mixed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Eden turned, he ran smack into a two-headed Lord of Change, being herded toward him by a Khornate daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SQUAWK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bird-headed daemon shrieked as soon as it saw Eden and tried to halt its momentum—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks for the assist!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With perfect timing, Eden blocked the path and headbutted the daemon into a stupor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG! CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Axes and fists flew as Eden and the Khornate daemon each grabbed one of the bird's heads—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And proceeded to beat it senseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SPLAT!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden caved in one skull, and the Khornate daemon finished the job, hacking off the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Together, they sent the corpse flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden shook the blood from his hand and casually complimented:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice speed and strength, warrior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To be praised by you… it is my honor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unexpected praise from the Devourer left the Khornate daemon stunned. He puffed out his chest with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This being was notoriously strict. He looked down on everyone but Ka'Bandha—even Angrath had been humiliated by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To receive praise from the Devourer—was a mark of honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enemy or not, the Devourer's name carried weight in the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, praise was one thing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutting people down was another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After this brief moment of peace—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Khornate daemon resumed his assault, joining the other daemons to continue chasing Eden. Perhaps because of the praise—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fought even harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unleashing his full strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, under a storm of attacks, kept hunting the Lords of Change, tracking them like prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time he caught one—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He delivered a brutal beating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, something changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of savage energy descended from the Warp, enveloping Eden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His attacks grew even more ferocious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden blinked, momentarily confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this… Khorne's blessing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just gifting him with pure slaughter energy? The real deal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did Khorne just… fat-finger a power boost?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn… the Blood God's being generous today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden couldn't help but feel a little touched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no small favor. The energy radiated with genuine intent. Khorne might just be trying to recruit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't interested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He accepted the gift—but firmly refused to \"sign the contract.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, since he'd taken their power, Eden figured the least he could do was hit the Lords of Change even harder as repayment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, the fighting continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzzt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Eden tore the wings off another Lord of Change, a wave of fatigue surged through his body. His wounds began healing at a snail's pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain came crashing in like a tide, making him shudder uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—Tch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hissed sharply. Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The temporary blessing's fading fast!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, Eden had burned through all the Dark Side's violent energy he had accumulated over the years, drastically boosting his power and elevating him to a pseudo-demigod state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That had given him the strength to kill Be'lakor and challenge the daemons head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, the temporary boon was vanishing much quicker than expected. Soon, it would be gone completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the savage energy faded—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden began to feel his wild aggression draining away, and his cautious, calculating mind slowly returned to the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place was far too dangerous. He had to get back to realspace—fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His actual strength was only at the level of a newly ascended Primarch. Without powerful weapons or support, at most he could take on two or three low-tier Greater Daemons at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And only if they were no-names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he stayed here any longer, he'd die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden did his best to maintain his posture, parrying strikes as he looked around, searching for a route of escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, he wasn't far from the breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemonic horde was still in full chaos, immersed in the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While he still had a bit of strength left, he could act like nothing was wrong and gradually retreat while still throwing punches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After mapping out a path, Eden casually dragged a barely-breathing Lord of Change off the ground to use as a meat shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting as he moved, he crept closer to the breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the temporary blessing faded, and the breach drew nearer, tension gripped his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden became even more careful, whispering to himself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I can just get there… I'm out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But of course—something went wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tzeentchian daemon in his hand suddenly opened its eyes and began violently struggling. Its soul energy had recovered substantially.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon confirming Eden's weakened state, a sly glint flashed in the daemon's eyes. Then, it cried out with a fully restored voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aha! The Devourer is exhausted! Stop him now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That grating, sharp voice echoed across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the fighting paused. All the Chaos Greater Daemons turned toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden felt his scalp go numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You little bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd been faking it—the whole time. And now, right at the most critical moment, he sold Eden out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the voice? Clearly the same smug bastard who'd been leading the charge mocking him earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horde of daemons erupted in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to the tip-off, they now clearly sensed the Devourer's weakened state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Tzeentchian daemon said—he was exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the perfect chance. No daemon would let it slip by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever killed this being would go down in legend and receive glorious rewards from their patron god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even that Lord of Change got in on the action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breaking free of Eden's grip, he stepped in front of the breach, eyes burning with hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swore to grind the Devourer into despair—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To watch him be torn apart by the mob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Devourer, you've got nowhere to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once you're dead, I'll destroy everything you care about—your armies, your world, your legacy. You'll be worthless. Nothing. HAHAHAHA—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cackled manically, as if he were witnessing Eden's tragic end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he saw what Eden pulled out—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And suddenly… froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SQUAWK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic overtook him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes wide with terror, he coughed up a blast of multi-colored fire and tried to retreat into the crowd, hoping to use the other daemons as cover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the very next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A charred black hand reached through the flames, grabbed his leg, and yanked him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you're the little rat who ratted me out, huh?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, using the last of his strength, endured the burning pain and grievous injuries—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And shoved a holy ash grenade right up that daemon's rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SCREEEEEE!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Change felt a spike of unbearable agony and collapsed, clawing desperately at his own backside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized too late what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no more time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of the stunned eyes of the horde—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tzeentchian daemon let out a final, horrified screech. Holy light erupted from his upturned rear—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And detonated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A miniature holy sun blossomed from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the suppression of a Blackstone array, the grenade's power was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash, he was incinerated—body and soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hated Lord of Change was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He became the second being in this war to be completely destroyed, without even a chance to return to the Crystal Labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy light flared brilliantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daemons near the blast were instantly turned to ash with pained howls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Greater Daemons—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They reacted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew exactly what that terrifying weapon could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curling up, shielding themselves with wings or the bodies of others, they summoned warp energy to resist the blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the radiance faded—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemons who had been hit survived, though many were badly scorched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But surviving the Devourer's weapon only made them more excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bloodlust surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They charged toward the breach, desperate to reach realspace before the others—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To finish the exhausted Devourer!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they neared the rift—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They finally saw Eden's figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swayed unsteadily before the breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the daemons, that image was filled with hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was it. Today might be the day they ended the Devourer!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just outside the breach—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's Blackstone armor was battered beyond recognition. His mask was half-shattered, his body drenched in blood. He looked like he'd fall any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he held the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation was dire. If dozens of Greater Daemons and their legions broke into realspace—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would ignite another terrible war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it would be even worse than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to stop them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Kaul and the tech-priests had already headed underground to shut down the enormous dark machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the shutdown sequence was in its final stages. Eden just needed to hold the line for a little longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alone, he stood at the breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the tide of daemons that filled the Warp rift like a sea blotting out the sun—he showed not a trace of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had a backup plan in place long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he'd have retreated already and summoned reinforcements to form a defensive line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RUMBLE—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tremors beneath the earth grew more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Eden, massive buildings collapsed. Fires surged skyward, painting a scene straight out of the apocalypse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone could see it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This planet, Corevax, was on the verge of collapse, spiraling toward total annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this end-time chaos, the swarming daemons suddenly saw the Devourer—smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill crawled up their spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'd best start running. Otherwise, it'll be too late…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the reek of Chaos wafted in from the Warp, Eden gazed calmly at the incoming tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're not Ka'Bandha. Against what's coming next… you won't survive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, for good measure, he name-dropped that \"daemon-brother\" Ka'Bandha once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he said was true—if Ka'Bandha were here, he'd already have found a good excuse to leg it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words caused a momentary pause in the advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the momentum couldn't be stopped. The tide surged forward toward the breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sighed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch… you just don't listen, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words had barely left his mouth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ten-meter tall gray-white construct slammed into the ground behind him, descending like a divine sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact was colossal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the rising dust—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick white vapor hissed from the object's surface. Holy energies radiated from its shell, scorching the surrounding air and searing the Chaos essence lingering in the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Tsar—a supermassive holy ash bomb, developed over many years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, it was the Savior's most powerful weapon against Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the rift—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Greater Daemons froze. Their pupils constricted in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crushing fear surged through them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All at once, the Chaos army halted its charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their forward troops slammed to a stop. But the daemons behind couldn't react in time—many were trampled in the confusion and panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one moved another step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could sense, with absolute clarity, the apocalyptic power contained within that device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If activated—it would annihilate them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no surviving this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another thundering crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rectangular mechanical structure fell from the sky, its rear compartments unfolding to reveal—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clustered Holy Ash Grenade Launchers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had gone all in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, without hesitation, and slammed the activation panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a dozen warheads launched instantly—arcing into the rift toward the horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"RUN!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Greater Daemons shrieked in terror, scattering in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a dozen miniature holy suns erupted in the Warp, flooding the rift with blinding white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the radiant barrage, scores of daemons were instantly vaporized—so fast, they didn't even scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the light faded, ash rained down like snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remains of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This volley of cluster warheads had wiped out half the army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Greater Daemons, despite all their defenses, could barely withstand the barrage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least ten of them were utterly destroyed, while the rest were seriously wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before they could recover—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked up… and saw the Devourer—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying the ten-meter Tsar bomb on his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>S C R E A M !\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the mentally broken Greater Daemons fainted on the spot, white-eyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemons abandoned their forces. Without a word, they turned and fled from the hellscape—away from the terrifying Devourer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining troops scattered with them in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dark Crusade, orchestrated by Be'lakor and backed by the Chaos Gods—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HUMMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark machine buried beneath Corevax ceased operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warped breach quieted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rift in the fabric of space began to mend itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden finally exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That last attack had exhausted nearly all of his holy ash munitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Chaos horde had kept attacking…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd have been forced to detonate the Tsar bomb early—despite it being only one-third full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapons like that were at their most terrifying before they were launched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once used, it would take decades—maybe centuries—for the territory to craft another one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a larger daemon assault arrived during that gap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd have no way to stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, the daemons had fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon was saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Savior…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, cheers rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, utterly drained, collapsed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the sky—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transport ships slowly descended from orbit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were here to collect the spoils of war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far across the stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a devastated Forge World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rivers of lava cut across the surface. A once-thriving civilization had been completely obliterated by Genestealers—no life remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha, mighty First Daemon of Khorne, had just finished a grueling campaign. He and his daemon legions withdrew from the region—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to his efforts, the only planet in this sub-sector tainted by Chaos and Tyranids—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was purged completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his departure, the sector found peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His merit was immeasurable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Realm of Khorne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the Brass Citadel—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screams of Greater Daemons echoed across the halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha, newly returned, immediately felt the stifling tension. The Blood God's fury had reached a boiling point!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relief flooded his heart. His worries vanished. He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the Devourer had won the war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And won big.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His position as First Daemon was safe once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No small feat…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was summoned by the Blood God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chin held high, Ka'Bandha strode toward the Brass Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside, his heart trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Blood God… wouldn't have noticed anything, right? He's not… mad at me, is he?\"\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>",4722,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","303012dd13c4a81098092171d3fe5e6b3620ecd3d0965151c1eddb12b19005ae","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-306","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-304",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]