[{"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-326":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},1681096,2147,"Chapter 326 - 327: Second Wave of the Vanguard Hive Fleet — The Galactic Extermination Order Issued","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-326",326,"\u003Cp>[+500PS!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Higanbana\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(The other name didn't feel right)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seen from orbit, the once-prosperous planet now appeared pale yellow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere was saturated with nearly imperceptible spores, while more massive Tyranid spore pods, each loaded with bio-weapons, descended toward the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the infestation of the Hive Fleet, the planet was dying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In orbit\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid vanguard hive stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Numerous Tyranid Krakens, Void Prowlers, and Razorfiends surged forward, spewing predatory tendrils, bio-torpedoes, plasma cannons, and corrosive acid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They nearly blanketed the entire forward sector of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were attempting to devour the Savior's fleet—a threat to their advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the void, cannons roared and light flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Third Fleet of the Savior responded with macro cannons, las-lance arrays, and torpedoes, creating a dense web of fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It intercepted the deadly barrage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within moments, the space war between the Savior's fleet and the Tyranid vanguard hive fell into a bitter stalemate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard the command ship of the Savior's Third Fleet\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Group Four of the left wing—concentrate macro-cannon fire! Take down that Razorfiend!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi stared at the tactical holomap, calmly directing the fleet's defensive efforts against the vanguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was locked on the light dot representing the Tyranid Razorfiend—a specialized assault bio-ship that had pierced through the barrage net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it reached their line—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its reinforced ramming horns and claws could bypass void shields and rip any ship apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destruction would be immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reacted in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The concentrated macro-fire tore the monstrous Razorfiend to shreds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi allowed himself a slight breath of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, the commander was not nearly as composed as he appeared—his forehead was glistening with sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to his excellent performance in the Tau War, Volradi had been summoned back from a short leave and dispatched with the Third Fleet to this new front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Department of War had assigned him to the orbital combat zone of Higanbana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a tremendous responsibility—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the great Savior himself was on this planet. Failure was not an option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid fleet's assault tactics were unlike anything he'd ever faced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, Volradi felt true pressure in war—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind only felt during extreme simulation drills, bordering on despair and helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much of his combat experience failed to apply here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dominion's war database held little data on Hive Fleet Tyranids, and even worse—each Hive Fleet had its own ever-changing tactics and biology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only way to learn was through battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the war against the Hive Fleet was grueling, Volradi believed he could endure and grow stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the challenge he had long awaited—where he could go all-out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this—wasn't even the worst of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What truly frightened him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was what came after this war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the Dominion obtained comprehensive data from the engagement with the Tyranids—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would design even harsher, data-driven extreme simulation drills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just imagining facing endless Hive Fleets that blanketed star systems and sectors in those future simulations—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Made Volradi tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be hellish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And compulsory for all commanding officers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their results would count toward promotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fail—and you were demoted. Perhaps even stripped of your title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A disgrace among commanders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huff—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi tried to ease the pressure. Fortunately, he had the edge of firsthand combat experience against the Hive Fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still an advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void war raged on. The Tyranid offensive was visibly intensifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the dome of the command deck—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Fleet's shadow loomed ever larger, its myriad bio-ships and weapon-beasts tangled together in dizzying spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the command pressure spiked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several cruisers in the fleet's forward wing were ensnared by the feeding tendrils of Kraken bio-ships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crushing force cracked hulls open—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explosions lit the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi's eyes reddened, sweat dripping constantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands darted across the tactical holomap at lightning speed, adjusting strategies in real-time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fought tooth and nail to maintain formation integrity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi felt his vision blur. His thoughts began to slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apothecary! Another dose of neural enhancer!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apothecary responded instantly, injecting him with a third dose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human body was nearing its limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi held the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no confidence in victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At best, he could aim to heavily damage the vanguard at the cost of his fleet's annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mutual destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would be a strategic disaster. The cost too high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because current estimates suggested at least five vanguard Hive Fleets were attacking the outskirts of the Minos System.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just the tentacles of Leviathan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this pattern continued—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's fleets would be crippled before Leviathan's main force even arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi's mission wasn't to destroy the vanguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only had to delay them, buying time for reinforcements to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the Third Fleet\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive logistics ships began dropping supplies to Higanbana, while medium transport vessels, each two to three kilometers long, descended to the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They carried legions of soldiers and vehicles, and began evacuating the civilian population.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same scenes were playing out on planets like Laecios.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within Higanbana's atmosphere\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transport fleet, loaded with troops and supplies, headed toward the Helios Starport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once inside the atmosphere, they were less concerned about the spaceborne bio-ships—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the planet's gravity alone could damage such creatures if they dared enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The large-scale movement attracted the attention of Tyranid aerial forces already on-planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spore mines had been seeded along the fleet's route—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creating deadly kill zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like colossal chitinous dragons, Harridan bio-titans led swarms of Sky-Slayers and Venomthropes, swooping toward the transports.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They slammed headlong into tens of thousands of heavy assault fighters and dozens of Thunderhawk Gunships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brutal air battle erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a storm of flak and fire, masses of chitinous flying beasts were shredded into bloody pulp and rained from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the battle zone—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It began to rain acidic blood mixed with wreckage and metal shrapnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A squadron of heavy bombers swept ahead, clearing spore minefields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The escorts coordinated perfectly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Delivering the transports to the Helios Starport's air-defense coverage zone before the next Tyranid wave arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon successful arrival—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi, in the orbital theater, received the news immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the cost of several capital ships, he withdrew the Third Fleet from the combat zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As predicted by the Department of War—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given their comparable strength, the vanguard Hive Fleet did not pursue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they lingered, continuing to drop more spore pods onto the surface—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And harvesting biomass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi had hoped they'd pursue—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, he could deliver a heavier blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vanguard Hive was smarter than expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It strictly followed its strategy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To secure the planet and transform it into a logistics hub—before Leviathan's main force arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Volradi halted once he reached a safe zone—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began fortifying, preparing for a counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everything now depended on—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle on Higanbana's surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they couldn't hold against the coming wave—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All previous efforts would be wasted...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helios Starport – Temporary Savior Command Center\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strategic meeting chaired by the Savior drew to a close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Angels, Astra Militarum, Cadian Shock Troopers, Ogryns, and Higanbana Defense Forces were all assigned to various war zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each commander was to lead their unit into the battle zones designated by the Department of War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To cooperate with the Savior's forces against the swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the meeting—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commanders filed out one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Dante, Chapter Master of the Blood Angels, remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old warrior now stood tall, his complexion once again fair and regal like the sons of Sanguinius, though his hair bore streaks of gray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no doubt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Red Thirst had been suppressed. His body, mind, and soul had recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was nearly back to his prime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante had felt brief joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the salvation the Blood Angels had dreamed of for centuries: freedom from the curse, shame, and torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once he calmed down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That joy faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as he looked at the Savior before him, his expression was complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After defeating the psychic Tyranids, his body and soul had been utterly drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had kept going on sheer willpower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he heard that Karlean had retrieved a blood sample—and the Savior had a way to cure the thirst—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was complete relief. Liberation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante felt that after carrying the weight of responsibility and fighting across countless worlds for centuries of suffering—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was finally time to end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was too old. Too weary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was time to pass the burden to the younger warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would find a worthy Chapter Master. The sons of Sanguinius would enter a new era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he once had, long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante refused the blood offered by the Sanguinary Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closed his eyes in peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again, just like countless times before, a vision of Sanguinius appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy. Radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great Lord... I've fulfilled my duty. I beg you to take me. Let me rest in eternal peace...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante pleaded once more for his gene-father to carry his soul home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mission was complete. He longed for slumber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To return to the Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanguinius nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angel reached out to take him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To give him peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Dante, overwhelmed with joy, reached out in return—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft golden light appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanguinius faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's hand pulled him back to the cold world of the living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was alive again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior had granted him the essence of life, restoring his body, and suppressing the Red Thirst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A miraculous gift, no doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it also meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fate was now indefinitely prolonged—retirement and eternal rest were nothing but illusions!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante checked his physical condition. Not only were his injuries completely healed, even the accumulated internal damage from centuries of battle had been repaired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spirit and soul were brimming with vitality. He felt more alive than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this state—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could easily live another twenty millennia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burden of being a son of Sanguinius would be on his shoulders for a very long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking about it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chapter Master sank into a deep depression, sighing heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem... Lord Dante, are you feeling unwell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked at him in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Chapter Master was staring at him with a strange look, almost like he was glaring at a greedy landlord, before letting out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed mentally exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could it be that the treatment wasn't thorough enough? Are there lingering injuries?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden wondered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He activated his life force energy—his hands glowing with a soft, golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you're still not feeling well, I can treat you again. I promise you'll recover even better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-measures were never his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the previous treatment wasn't enough—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he'd increase the dose, pour in more of his life energy, and go all out to fully restore the Chapter Master!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, there would be many battles ahead against Hive Fleet Leviathan where Dante's strength would be needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that familiar glow, Dante instinctively took a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly raised his hand to refuse, \"No need. My wounds are already completely healed...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Eden treated him again and increased his lifespan even more, then his rest would be delayed yet again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've already done more than enough for the sons of Sanguinius. You shouldn't overexert yourself...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante gave a grateful smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were sincere. He was only mildly complaining in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Savior had granted them redemption, making him a forever-honored benefactor of the sons of Sanguinius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Very well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden gave him a puzzled glance and dispersed the healing energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saving some life energy wasn't a bad thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Dante...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped to the star map of the Minos system and pointed to the Leviathan sigil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By now, you should have sensed the disparity between us and Hive Fleet Leviathan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stared at the map and responded, \"As it stands, we're unlikely to hold off the xenos. We might need to wait for further reinforcements...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Imperium can no longer send reinforcements. The Savior's domain is the last line. And even that... is not enough to stop the Leviathan's main force.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that's with his intervention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without his help, the Minos system and even Baal would have faced a far darker fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless lives lost. The Blood Angels devastated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante fell into deep worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked to the Savior, hoping this being could offer a solution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The situation is dire, yes,\" Eden said, \"but there is still hope for victory. We must simply pay the price...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He brought up a new section of the star map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It displayed a massive mechanical platform near the local star—the Grand Prism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden explained his plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After holding off the vanguard Hive Fleet and evacuating the population—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would destroy the outer planets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would go seek out the Necrons to activate the Grand Prism and strike at the Leviathan fleet while it was still in deep space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plunged Dante into brief silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood the implication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meant the destruction of the Minos system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he did not protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he accepted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that was the only option left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>War against the Tyranids was cruel beyond measure. Any hesitation would bring far worse catastrophes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, truthfully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's solution was already quite... merciful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was trying to save the people first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike some mad high-ranking Imperials...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked at Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then it's settled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They decided the fate of an entire star system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercy has no place on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this galaxy, soft hearts bring death to more innocents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden believed that when possible, one should still show compassion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Minos system would fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if more Imperial citizens could live and migrate to the Charalton region—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then that was already a win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the discussion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden officially issued the Extermination Order for the Minos system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Primarch and Savior, he had that authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So did Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In times of crisis—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Imperial leaders held the power to decide the fate of entire systems and billions of lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as they had a \"reasonable explanation\" afterward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To survive the Inquisition's scrutiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For most Imperial officials, the Inquisition was a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one wanted to cross them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd only issue such orders in absolute desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn't apply to Eden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe back when he was just a planetary governor, he'd have feared the Inquisition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, as a Primarch Savior—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he went to Terra and told the High Lords of the Inquisition:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm a heretic, please investigate me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Inquisition wouldn't dare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless they had a death wish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Investigating a Primarch—an Emperor's son—was tantamount to treason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even if they did investigate—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who'd end up being the heretic was anyone's guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if it turned out to be true? That the Savior was a heretic?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given Eden's power, armies, and influence—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could easily build a new Imperium, make Urth the next Holy Terra, and rally countless factions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ecclesiarchy and Adeptus Mechanicus would likely back him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then who'd be the real Imperium?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It'd be hard to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as Eden didn't bombard Holy Terra—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could do whatever he wanted, and the Inquisition wouldn't dare peep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if some self-righteous Inquisitors did speak up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd be purged as heretics, to maintain harmony with the Primarch Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden issued the Extermination Order for the Minos system with zero guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid disrupting evacuation efforts by the Savior's domain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He issued the order in the name of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let the Imperium take the blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that blame could save more lives—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the Imperium deserved credit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the official Extermination Order was issued—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's transport fleets had already begun evacuating planets under the pretense of said order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Dante left\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sat down to continue his duties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he did—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He received evacuation reports from the rear planets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reports showed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evacuation was rough at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many citizens didn't believe it, resisted heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once the Savior's fleets broadcast messages in his name about citizenship and job offers—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People rushed to board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could stop them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afraid of missing such a golden opportunity—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially with promises of citizenship, food, housing, and paid vacations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even better—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meals were unbelievably luxurious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was just the bare minimum job standard in the Savior's domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any less would violate the Redemption Codex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most Imperial citizens lived in absolute exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their pay?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corpse-starch and near-worthless local currency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They never got to taste real food in their entire lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when the Savior's domain made an offer—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They went mad with desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evacuation progressed smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several waves had already been evacuated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the nobles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had long since learned about the Tyranid threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were even more desperate to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wanted to flee to the Savior's domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the Tyranid shadow covered the system—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normal ships couldn't even travel through the Warp. They had no way out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For these nobles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's domain had a different policy: exorbitant boarding fees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They paid while crying, afraid the staff might refuse them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They feared if they didn't leave fast enough—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd be eaten by the Tyranids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reviewing the evacuation progress—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was ahead of schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure on front-line planets like Higanbana would lessen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If things went on like this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The planetary frontlines could hold out for another half month before pulling back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden opened another file.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one detailed supplies, vehicles, and unit statuses from Higanbana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the real work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To counter the swarm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had temporarily taken command of all Imperial forces on Higanbana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of those units—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to keep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the Ogryns...\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>",3036,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","783a7fa9bfe05a96678ee552599f15bd88e410d9f818defdf56e524ea8184964","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-327","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-325",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]