[{"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-336":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},1681106,2147,"Chapter 336 - 337: The Savior — Stellar Cannon, Level One Ready!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-336",336,"\u003Cp>The ground trembled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screeches and stench of the Tyranid swarm surged forth, crashing against the line like an endless tide of chitin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Human and Necron allied forces stood like lone islands amidst this sea of horrors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these were not ordinary soldiers—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the elites of their legions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They feared nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For Sanguinius!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante, ever the vanguard of the front line, activated his jump pack and hurled himself into the swarm, blades flashing madly as he carved a path of gore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Anrakyr the Traveller struck with elegance and fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sweep of his blade-staff, emerald green Gauss beams erupted, sweeping through the Tyranids with horrifying precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the beams even veered dangerously close—skimming just past Eden's boots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr glanced at him with veiled provocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden muttered, \"Damn that ego...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped calmly forward into the swarm, lightning crackling through the joints of his dark golden armor as his psychic aura surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Psy-variant Savior Armor—built for prolonged combat and exterminating hordes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cluster of Tyranid executioners charged, their claws sealing off any retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They froze midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Eden's psychic pressure, their blood vessels surged and ruptured inside their brains, causing them to wail in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Begone, xenos!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a clenched fist, arcs of lightning exploded outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pop! Pop! Pop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every Tyranid head in view burst like watermelons, spraying bone and ichor across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet not a drop marred Eden's armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the splatter near Anrakyr left him drenched in foul fluids, looking far less composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My apologies, Traveller,\" Eden said mildly, \"psychic attacks tend to be... unstable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Quite alright. I'll take more care,\" Anrakyr replied, trying to maintain dignity but clearly rattled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waves of Tyranids collapsed as the three commanders broke through, allowing the allied warriors to advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under their lead, the assault began toward the Spire Control Tower—but the enemy threw up endless walls of flesh and chitin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Centurion Assault Troopers equipped with power drills and blades took the front, with massive Locust Destroyers clearing obstacles and tendrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Centurion Devastator Teams, Dreadnoughts, and Tomb Centipede Walkers formed the bulwark—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ripping through the onslaught with heavy artillery, Gauss beams, and Tesla webs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid resistance intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plasma fire, bio-bombs, spore fortresses, and ion cannons turned the battlefield into a hellscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Carter's Thunder Guard strike teams and Necron Deathmarks eliminated key threats, and the Centurions breached the spore fortresses—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>allowing the assault to advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep within the factory, the real fight began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several high-threat synapse creatures appeared, blocking the advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden clashed with a psychic Hive Node Lord, fending off blasts mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante engaged a Hive Tyrant wielding bone swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr battled a massive poison-coated serpentine beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their duels brought down entire buildings—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>boulders crashed into lake-sized digestion pools, creating waves of thick bio-sludge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're running out of time!\" Eden growled, eyes glowing silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed the Hive Node Lord to the ground and shoved several melta bombs into its gaping maw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had lingered too long already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each second lost threatened the mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr dispatched the serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante, soaked in acidic filth, emerged from the sludge—having finished the Tyrant below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came a call over Eden's vox—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scouts had located the Spire Control Room, just past the digestion pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Success was in sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM-BOOM-BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal beast—nearly thirty meters tall—rose from the ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chitin rained down from its shell as its massive body quaked the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh f*ck—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden cursed aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a Tyranid Bio-Titan—The Swarm Saint. A Hierophant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Comparable in mass and power to an Imperial Titan, the Swarm Saint was a massive composite organism—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>constructed from a central core and thousands of parasitic organisms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It bristled with razors, barbed tentacles, and venom sacs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its forelimbs were massive biocannons, firing corrosive worm-like tissues that could melt ceramite, steel, flesh, and bone in seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its defenses were overwhelming—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>barbed tendrils intercepted melee attacks, while poison spores and mists choked enemies to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only constant heavy artillery could take one down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No heavy vehicles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No Redeemer Titans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they were deep inside enemy territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM-BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Centurions, Dreadnoughts, and Locusts unleashed a barrage—gravity waves, missiles, melta beams, and Tesla storms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deathmarks targeted the beast with compressed lepton beams—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to little effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shell deflected or absorbed most attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Deathmarks' deadly neuro-beams only scarred the surface, killing parasites—but barely harming the main body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like giving a whale a paper cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby Locusts were blown out of the sky by reflected blasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bio-Titan retaliated, melting more in moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a living fortress—an unstoppable wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me handle it! If you go, you'll die!\" Eden stopped Dante from rushing forward, then surged with full psychic power to draw the monster's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could pull it away, the others could reach the control room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wouldn't budge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It held its position near the digestion pool, guarding it with ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Eden—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was starting to wear down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Anrakyr, shouting,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Use everything you've got—or we're all dead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew what the Traveller had—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A C'tan Shard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the shattered remnants of the Star Gods, powerful beyond comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr's fragment: Nyadra'zatha, the Burning One—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a perfect weapon in a battlefield of flesh and fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand, Savior! Reinforcements are inbound!\" Anrakyr finally gave in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above Frdia, a flaming meteor streaked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden didn't wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed the C'tan's descent and evacuated the area immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The C'tan shard crashed into the battlefield, igniting a fiery pulse that vaporized everything—buildings, Tyranids, even the scorched air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only ashes remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even knowing what to expect, Eden was stunned by its sheer destructive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank the Emperor he'd moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Swarm Saint took a direct hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its limbs turned to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It roared and fired back—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But its shots were incinerated midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the inferno rose a burning humanoid figure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It charged through the onslaught, unbothered, as the Bio-Titan lunged with all its claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a clash of physics-defying terror against evolutionary monstrosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their battle unleashed shockwaves—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire and acid spraying in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All soldiers nearby fled the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The duel didn't last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning One broke open the Bio-Titan's carapace and dove inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>igniting it from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It howled—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But could not extinguish the sacred fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its body inflated like a balloon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and exploded in a blazing burst of acid and gore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning One floated above the carnage, waiting for its next command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched, wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thing was a weapon of mass destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If turned on him, his army would not survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quietly signaled a covert team—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He intended to seize it one day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More Tyranids appeared behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr had to redeploy the Burning One to hold the rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too dangerous in Necron hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would make plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the news—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every other planet had completed their objectives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Prism's components were ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Spire Control Room remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they had one hour left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Leviathan Hive Fleet was about to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they failed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would miss their only chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden and Anrakyr exchanged a glance—then charged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the broken swarm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They reached the door of the Spire Control Room—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to face a new nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside—was no command center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only twisted, winding corridors, flesh-stained ruins, and maze-like chambers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden frowned deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr had already entered with his Necron troops—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war had reached its most critical moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever reached the control room first would gain a decisive advantage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power to choose when to fire the weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And clearly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necrons had the edge in controlling machines and navigating ancient structures, especially when the installation was part of their own legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter what—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had to reach that control room first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't afford to let his fate fall into someone else's hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, he deployed a special black servo-skull, leading his troops along the path it illuminated—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>heading straight toward the heart of the control system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr waved a dismissive hand, casually opening one sealed door after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These ancient human machines were nothing compared to his hyper-logical Necron mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and his warriors eliminated the last remnants of Tyranid resistance inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>including an injured winged Hive Tyrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Traveller stood before the control room gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a mere thought and gesture, he entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Grand Prism Central Nexus, ancient mechanisms stirred at his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The core hummed, pulsing with growing energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began ramping up the Grand Prism's power—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preparing to unleash a blast strong enough to obliterate the gas giant Eros, and in turn, vaporize the approaching Leviathan Hive Fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the energy fallout would be enough to scorch most of the surface of the Hades System's inhabited worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to see Eden and Dante bursting into the chamber area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr stepped out just as they arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior... you're too late,\" he said with polite disdain. \"I've already completed our mission.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trap sprung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deadly Necron beams shot toward Dante—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The alliance was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they were enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more pretense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden was ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled Dante back with a burst of psychic force—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to trigger the real trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dimensional cage of green energy dropped from the air, sealing both of them within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necrons' technologies always struck without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn metal xenos! You bastards really are untrustworthy!\" Dante roared, slamming his Inferno Axe against the cage. But it didn't budge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apologies, Savior... and your loyal hound,\" Anrakyr said mockingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You two are a threat to the Silent King's will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore... you must die here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a theatrical bow, he declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Grand Prism is fully activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good luck surviving... if you can.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He teleported back to his tomb ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would not risk his life staying on a soon-to-be-vaporized world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG! BANG! BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante continued to slam the cage, roaring in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the real danger was already here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a dozen Deathmark Assassins shimmered into view from the shadows of reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had marked their prey—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raised their Neural Disruptors—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And aimed at Eden and Dante inside the cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silent. Lethal. Inescapable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look out!\" Eden shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beams of compressed lepton particles pierced the air—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfff—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black smoke rose from their bodies as both Eden and Dante collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their brains and nervous systems had been seared to cinders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just to be sure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deathmarks fired another volley, confirming the kills before vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necron army also began withdrawing via teleport, abandoning the planet that was now moments from annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the control room—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cage held two lifeless bodies, lying motionless on the cold metal floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would be ash when the Prism fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfff. Pfff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more shots—paranoid insurance from a lingering Deathmark before it too vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Damn rat bastard. Good thing I'm even sneakier,\" came a faint voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bodies shattered like illusions, revealing Eden and Dante still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had pulled off the impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a master-class psyker—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A godlike manipulator of reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this universe, powerful psykers could rip Titans apart with their minds, summon daemons, cloud entire armies' thoughts, or even turn Space Marines into frogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had used psychic influence to warp the Deathmarks' perception, creating illusions to fool even their dimensional aim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't without cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strain had damaged his body—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such power came at a price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante blinked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I died. I swear Sanguinius spoke to me just now...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had ordered him to relax his mind, making him easier to mask psychically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante, ever the warrior, shook his head, then turned serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have to get out. Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or everyone else is gonna die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Prism was charged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This planet was about to cease existing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struck the cage again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His armor cracked, his fists bled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he couldn't bear to let his soldiers die with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, Savior! Help me out here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to find Eden had vanished like mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Wait, what—!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed from the control room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold on. I'm busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll get you out in a second.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had never stayed in the cage after the first attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd immediately hidden in the control room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if Anrakyr realized he survived, he might call in more Deathmarks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden needed to stay hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more importantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to delay the Prism's firing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To give his forces time to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the control chamber—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stared at the glowing control core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black servo-skull hovered nearby, interfacing with the system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiny voice chimed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father, I've taken full control of the system.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden let out a breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gently patted the skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good job, Webby. You're my little lifesaver.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the help of the Machine Goddess embedded in the servo-skull, things would've been disastrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The premature firing of the Prism could've killed half their army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Anrakyr betrayed them, Eden had immediately triggered the emergency evac plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Troops were already pulling out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held the fire control key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then unleash hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A report came in:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evacuation complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Leviathan Hive Fleet entered the kill zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In orbit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Prism fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stellar-energy beam tens of kilometers wide tore across the void—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaporizing Tyranid ships in its path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would cut through multiple worlds, ending at the gas giant Eros, unleashing a supernova-class detonation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the control chamber—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before the beam struck—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint portal shimmered into life.\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>",2339,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","4a510805bbf39d61e2b1cb132c4b9f71368ea7920b303b9ae9a41930b46940c2","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-337","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-335",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]