[{"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-321":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},1681091,2147,"Chapter 321 322 – The Tyranid Rain Descends, the Savior’s Reinforcements Arrive!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-321",321,"\u003Cp>The shadow of Hive Fleet Leviathan loomed closer and closer over the Adamantine Ring—that frozen glacial asteroid belt that had long isolated the Cryptus System from outside threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the first of Leviathan's vanguard bio-ships extended their tendril-like limbs into the frigid zone, the icy void responded instantly—encasing the alien flesh in crystalline frost that shimmered like diamond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tentacles froze solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were rendered immobile; others shattered under the strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These frozen chunks of Tyranid biomass became part of the Adamantine Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sudden shift caused a brief hesitation in the Hive Fleet. The swarm appeared to momentarily reassess the obstacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without doubt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Devourer would not be denied its feast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Hive Fleet Leviathan made its decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To better traverse the glacial field, it split into dozens of smaller fleets, each threading its way through the deadly maze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hazard was extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Leviathan's living ships, known for resilience, could not endure this level of cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bio-ships slowed, some drifting powerless into the void, others crashing into dagger-sharp crystal formations on asteroid surfaces—impaled, or sheared apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leviathan's advance slowed dramatically, losing more tendrils to the cold...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side of the Adamantine Ring—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial Navy fleet held its defensive line, waiting to annihilate any Hive ships that emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flagship Bridge\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just as I predicted. Those damned bugs can't handle the cold of the Ring...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Admiral Jastus smirked, watching the augur displays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Data confirmed that Hive Fleet Leviathan's pace had nearly halted, with significant losses to the frigid conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many signatures vanished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus lit a Vols cigar—a rare and luxurious item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Made from leaves guarded by beasts on feral worlds, harvesting even a few cost dozens of workers their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some critics called them blood-soaked luxuries, demanding the industry be shut down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the elite adored them even more because of their brutality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Premium cigars bore engraved symbols indicating how many died harvesting their leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one in Jastus' hand? Five hundred lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn't matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inhaling the aromatic smoke, the Admiral savored a hint of victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the Hive would fall to the cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought, Now's the time to seize glory...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they could kill more Tyranids here, his honors would soar—etched into Imperial history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had stagnated too long at this rank. A major victory could elevate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't miss this chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If even a fraction of the swarm slipped past into the Warden's Girdle, the glory would be diluted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus eagerly barked to his adjutant:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Full speed ahead! Intercept the swarm!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant's face paled at the rash command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitantly advised, \"Admiral, this may be reckless. Perhaps we should—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's an order, adjutant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus sucked hard on his cigar, eyes narrowing. \"Execute it. Now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant always did rub him the wrong way. If not for his talent, Jastus would've dismissed him already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to beat the orbital batteries to first blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it cost some ships—it'd be worth it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowing his head under the Admiral's steely gaze, the adjutant complied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Admiral.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In space, the Imperial fleet abandoned its defensive formation, charging directly toward the Adamantine Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadows began to emerge from the glacial mists—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hive ships, battered but unbroken, slowly emerged from the frozen maze, frost clinging to their carapaces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bridge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus, chewing his cigar, clapped his adjutant on the shoulder smugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You see? My decision was correct.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the overhead dome, the silhouettes of Tyranid vessels became clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked weaker—vitality reduced by the cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ring had culled their numbers. The Navy now had the upper hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Admiral… the swarm's numbers seem... abnormal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant warned, \"We're too close. We should halt and prepare for their charge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared the Admiral's ambition would doom them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late for caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant had no command authority—only advisory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus looked at him with disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still clinging to fear at a moment of opportunity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After this war, he decided—the man would be removed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus ignored him and issued another command:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maintain speed. Engage when in range.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between fleets closed rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the Hive Fleet entered weapons range, Jastus gave the order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All ships, target and FIRE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fleet sprang to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turrets swiveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void lit up with macro-cannon fire, illuminating the grotesque Hive ships in flickering detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shells screamed through the dark, streaking like meteors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torpedo tubes opened, loosing payloads like silent hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lance batteries flared, beams punching forward, searing the space before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Jastus' command, the Navy unleashed a devastating barrage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the shots struck the bio-ships, it was as if they hit walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Macro shells sparked against hardened carapaces, leaving only dents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torpedoes exploded—insufficient to breach armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lance beams refracted off ice-encrusted shells, diffused before doing real harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first volley had done nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence gripped the bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus and his officers stared in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant pulled combat logs, analyzing quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grimly announced:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Hive Fleet's adaptability has exceeded all expectations. The Adamantine Ring didn't hinder them—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…it strengthened them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They've already adapted to the cold. Their armor evolved.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus grabbed the datasheet, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His rash strategy had trapped the fleet in danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glory he sought might become disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—he realized something worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The augur began screaming alarms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds—thousands—of Tyranid signatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't that the Hive lost units—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had camouflaged themselves, matching the icy temperature of the asteroids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The augurs had mistaken them for part of the Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, they emerged from the mist—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shimmering shadows advancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leviathan's bio-ships surged forth, their numbers overwhelming, a tsunami of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus' prized cigar fell to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared, hollow-eyed, at the coming doom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid shadow blocked even Warp travel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would catch and consume everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he couldn't flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cryptus System was behind him—retreat would mean treason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Inquisition would come for him, and no family influence could protect his kin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand trembling, Jastus lit another cigar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calming his nerves, he turned to his adjutant and said sincerely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps it's too late… but I owe you an apology. You've been a good man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Admiral…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant, pale-faced, shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually… your mistake may turn out to be a blessing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The swarm's numbers were far beyond expectations. Before they regroup—hit them hard. We'll buy time for the defenses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus chuckled bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're saying we charge?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Admiral. We must.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Then we will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled, eyes hardening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All ships—CHARGE! Send those bugs to hell!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the face of death, Admiral Jastus made his final choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New orders were issued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial fleet charged, a suicidal advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ships closed the gap, firing at point-blank, doing real damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some, heavily damaged, rammed Tyranid ships directly—dying together in fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others shoved bio-ships back into the Ring, impaling them on glacial blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flagship Bridge\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ship shook violently, throwing crew to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acid and plasma seared through the hull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Hive Krakens had wrapped massive tendrils around the ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus fought to stay upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Target those tendrils! Fire everything!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across comms—screams and damage reports.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyranids had breached the ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electric arcs burst across consoles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shields went down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive had destroyed the power core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus didn't flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave one final order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"RAM that largest Hive ship in visual range!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SMASH—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something slammed into the bridge dome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It splattered—meat and ichor—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the fluid began to corrode the dome, cracks spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark mass rammed through, piercing the bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the crew recovered, they saw it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Tyranid boarding torpedo. Spear-shaped. Deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PLOP—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature within tore its way out, lunging at the nearest crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guards died one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn you—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus dropped his cigar, drew his pistol, and opened fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He killed one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragged his wounded adjutant beside him, kept firing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think... I'll join the Emperor on His Throne?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Admiral Jastus was torn apart by the swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body joined the feast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the ship didn't stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its engines, pre-set for overload, drove it forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flagship collided with a Tyranid cruiser, detonating in a hellish explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the xenos with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jastus and his fleet had bought time with their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the void grew quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last Imperial warship fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first line of Cryptus' defense had fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyranid bio-ships moved in to reclaim biomass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, regrouped—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And turned toward the next layer: The Warden's Girdle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warden's Girdle\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dense belt of asteroids and mining platforms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All personnel had evacuated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—gun batteries and lance arrays lined the rocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Macro batteries and drifting torpedoes filled the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>General Meron had relocated his best gunners and tech-priests here, ensuring the machine-spirits were ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to Tyranid shadow interference, they had no updates on the Adamantine Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the General knew—they couldn't win this in space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he ordered all forces to remain hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the swarm reached the center—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they'd strike, all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Troops obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when scouts were discovered and killed, they remained silent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To keep their ambush intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Hive Fleet Leviathan entered the trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torpedoes struck first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then macro-cannon. Then lances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky burned with fire so bright even the nomads on Lycios saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after a week—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew what happened inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid shadow blocked all comms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was certain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those brave defenders had slain countless bio-ships and xenos—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buying time for the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Kraken burst through an asteroid—emerging from the Girdle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More shadows followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Fleet had broken the kill zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they surged toward the nearest planets—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lycios, Erynes' Bloom, and surrounding moons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the vanguard reached orbit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spore pods rained down, each packed with monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, people began to despair...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A battleship and several escorts dropped out of the void near Erynes' Bloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Sons of Man's flagship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark green landing craft descended to the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void tore open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rift of dim light spilled forth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One warship after another emerged from the Webway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These ships were armed to the teeth, carrying elite troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their hulls bore the symbol of the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first wave of reinforcements from Eden's domain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had arrived.\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>",1763,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","eb1e59e6c3ab5c8c9078e48c628bae52b27e0e7dab03700d9660ba2d2922f045","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-322","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-320",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]