[{"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-337":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},1681107,2147,"Chapter 337 - 338: Guilliman – Time to Support My Good Brother!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-337",337,"\u003Cp>[500PS!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vmmm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden activated a warp-gate powered by the Light of Hope, returning with Dante to the Dreamweaver's bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necrons had betrayed them at the last moment—teleporting away and attempting to detonate the gas giant Eros in hopes of destroying the Savior and humanity's forces in one stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately for them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had Eden made it back, but all units had successfully evacuated, with the fleets now hidden on the far side of the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dreamweaver, last to depart, was now slipping into position behind the world's shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're coming...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stared out through the bridge's viewing dome. A massive shadow slowly crept across the Hades System—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The claws of the Great Devourer stretching through the void, smothering the stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it in his bones—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crushing pressure radiated by the Hive Mind itself, so overwhelming it made even him tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast bio-forms capable of blanketing entire systems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could crush any army with their numbers alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that answer was vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Prism unleashed its fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its searing beam scoured the surface of Frdia, leaving a vast black trench of annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was only the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beam continued—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blasting through multiple planets before angling off Laesius, heading straight toward Eros.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In orbit around Eros—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Leviathan Hive Fleet had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands upon thousands of Tyranid bio-ships filled the starfield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing danger, the Hive Queen frantically pushed its swarm forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh-tentacles, carapaces, and organic spires surged to create a shield wall above Eros.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rallied more ships to form a living barrier—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the wall could fully form—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Prism's beam slipped through the gaps and struck Eros's core—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following a path carved by the refinery drills of the human-Necron alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eros twisted and imploded—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then violently exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gas giant tore itself apart in a blast of unimaginable heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby Tyranid vessels were instantly consumed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charred into floating blackened chunks of meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave rippled across the entire Hades System—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Igniting planet after planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Leviathan fleet writhed and screamed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Warp itself felt the echo of their agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Billions of bioforms and spore pods were vaporized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Fleet Leviathan was nearly annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in orbit over Frdia—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dreamweaver emerged slowly from the planet's shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, the once-living world was now ashen and dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bridge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stood silently, hands behind his back, bathed in the blood-red light reflecting off the scorched world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hades System had turned crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A color of fire. Of ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our plan worked...\" he finally said—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no joy in his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments ago, an entire star system had died by his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, they'd evacuated most of their troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in forgotten places, people must have perished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who never made it to safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was a necessary sacrifice,\" Dante said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You did all that could be done. Billions are still alive today because of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to reassure the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's heart must remain steadfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he faltered now, humanity's future could crumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden exhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes... Life is the Emperor's coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only we could spend less of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, the root cause was simple—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mankind's firepower was still not enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They needed to grow stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To build more weapons of war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no time to dwell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted Dante's shoulder and turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come. We need to head back to Baal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the void was not done yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Leviathan swarm stirred once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surviving bio-ships began collecting biomass—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preparing for regeneration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space warped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the pull of Norn Whale-ships, the remnants of the Hive Fleet entered compressed-space travel, vanishing from the Hades System.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn't retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd chosen a new target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red giant world was now next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leviathan may have suffered massive losses—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if it could absorb more biomass, it would bounce back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had to move quickly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cleanse the regions around Baal, and prepare for the final battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An alarm rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior... I'm afraid we're not leaving yet,\" Dante said grimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had already received the warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the far side of Frdia,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Necron Tomb Ships appeared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by Scythe-class Harvesters and Mist-class Raiders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uninvited guests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Necron Overlords had joined forces, clearly intending to attack the Dreamweaver and Blade of Vengeance fleets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was why Eden hadn't launched a fleet strike on Leviathan's retreating forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, hitting the swarm during its withdrawal could've scored massive kills—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if the Necrons backstabbed them then, the situation would've become disastrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Tyranid-Necron tag-team would've spelled doom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, without the swarm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necron fleet posed a significant threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their tech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Superior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Eden's forces needed to be ready for Baal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they suffered here, the next battle could be lost before it began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Emperor help us,\" Dante muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These metal freaks really know how to pick their timing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But don't worry—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This won't take long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked the clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They'll retreat soon enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise... their own homes are forfeit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then relaxed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior had already foreseen this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had prepared thoroughly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Greenskin Steeljaw Clan had been dispatched to loot Zahrasusa's Tomb World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd also sent the cleverest Big Mek and Big Barrel to form a fleet and hunt down the C'tan shard—the Burning One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A difficult mission—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if anyone could do it, it was them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Big Mek had once hand-crafted a battle satellite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greenskin tech, derived from the Old Ones, made no sense—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just not for humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they succeeded, the Burning One could become the power core of Eden's next orbital weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necron fleet drew closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dreamweaver, Blade of Vengeance, and all support ships raised their void shields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Redeemer Fleets were inbound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>War was about to erupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard a Tomb Ship\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr the Traveller glared at the Dreamweaver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No joy remained on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the failed assassination, the returning Deathmarks had shown signs of Warp contamination—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their minds, tampered with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior had survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But by the time Anrakyr realized this, Eros was already detonating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late to launch another strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had another chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Overlords had united.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was confident they could destroy the Savior's fleet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then hunt him down personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr turned to a spectral green holo of Zahrasusa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once we destroy the Savior's fleet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will give you what you want.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd promised Zahrasusa certain spoils to gain his cooperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Anrakyr dreamed of restoring Necron glory—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of his peers only wanted to guard their isolated dynasties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would show them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would reclaim the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Necron Overlords never cared much for the fate of the Silent King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the height of the Necron dynasties, the relationships between the Phaerons had been fractured—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marred by internecine wars and personal ambitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will address me as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahrasusa reminded sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But remember your promise, Anrakyr. If the battle turns against us—my army will retreat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mephrit Dynasty had little of its legacy left after millennia of slumber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no intention of squandering what remained in a war not entirely his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not mind attacking those who had occupied the Hades System—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not at the cost of his dynasty's survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr eyed the growing human fleet and scoffed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We will not lose. Our ships surpass human technology in every way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A transmission arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So the Savior wants to beg?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He accepted the transmission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hologram shimmered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's calm voice emerged:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Traveller, thank you for your clumsy betrayal at the spire. You almost managed to kill me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph. A pity you lived. But your luck won't last.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our alliance is broken. Beg all you want—it won't change your fate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden tilted his head with amused disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't actually think I'm here to beg, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am the Savior, the Primarch of Hope, Son of the Emperor, beloved protector of mankind, just and noble— Unlike your treacherous and scheming kind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(He tactfully left out nicknames like \"Scheming Devourer\" and \"Exploding Rogue.\")\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden turned toward Zahrasusa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I came to speak to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named with goodwill.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Necron Overlords were taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Since we were allies not long ago, I felt it was only right to inform you—of a grave threat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked completely sincere, noble even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a fleeting second, Zahrasusa actually felt guilty for betraying him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to shake the feeling away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans were always enemies of the dynasties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...A grave threat?\" Zahrasusa asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded solemnly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our scouts were attacked near your tomb world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The source? A full Greenskin fleet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're after your dynasty's holdings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I advise you return and defend it—before it's too late.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahrasusa's glowing Gauss eyes flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Filthy greenskins! They dare covet my legacy?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had deployed nearly all his armies from the tomb world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest slumbered in stasis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A successful Greenskin raid now... would spell ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zahrasusa!\" Anrakyr interjected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's a lie. Just a trick! He wants you gone so he can break our assault!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahrasusa hesitated—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then locked eyes with Eden again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sighed dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I come bearing warning—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I'm called a liar. What a world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're stalling, Savior! Hoping to weaken us before running like a coward!\" Anrakyr snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough!\" he barked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All fleets, open fire—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the order could fully land—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahrasusa roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"THE GREENSKINS HAVE ATTACKED!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A distress pulse had just come from Perdita, his tomb world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward Anrakyr:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I must return—my legacy is under siege.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You wouldn't dare try to stop me... would you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps... you'd prefer to join me in slaughtering those filthy xenos?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one would dare bar Zahrasusa from leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doing so meant war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\" Eden raised a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a perfectly gentle expression, he said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Noble He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I brought this news at great personal risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I've endured the Traveller's suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that truth is revealed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might I say... you owe me thanks?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahrasusa looked at Anrakyr—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then at Eden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His glowing eyes flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You're right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed slightly—Necron-style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior. I thank you... for your warning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden smiled with inner triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He thanked me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahrasusa vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, his entire fleet turned and hurried back to Perdita.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necron alliance was shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Onboard Anrakyr's tomb ship—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's hologram lingered for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You decide whether you still want to fight,\" he said before vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half the enemy fleet was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no longer a true threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had won without a single shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And soon—Anrakyr would have bigger problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn him!\" Anrakyr slammed his gauntlet into the console.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew he'd been played—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But couldn't prove it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worse—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New reports arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning One had escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether due to Eros's explosion or some other force, the C'tan shard had broken free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Star God fragment was now loose—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And hated the Necrons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it joined with other fragments, it could become a true catastrophe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ordered his fleet to pursue the Burning One—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the Savior alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard the Dreamweaver\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...They're just leaving?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yup,\" Eden said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things were better kept quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante turned to look at his towering leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man had ended a war before it even began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A true prophet...\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced over at his own Chief Librarian, Mephiston.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh. Same job title—but you should learn from the Savior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephiston looked blankly at Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Learn what!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a psyker. He could read Warp flows, catch glimpses of fate...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden knew everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn't prophecy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was divinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dante! We've got a war council to attend—about Baal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's voice came from across the bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to count our allies. I've heard the Regent might join us—if he can make it in time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, and... the Daemons might help too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That petty-minded Bloodthirster that keeps chasing you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'll be there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephiston's eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly sensed something in the Warp—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from the chaos of visions, pulled one clear thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the name of Sanguinius! A Supreme Bloodthirster is headed for Baa—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was staring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including Eden—who'd just said it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Right. Sorry,\" Mephiston mumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shouldn't have shouted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante clapped him on the shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No worries, Chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next time, let the real prophet go first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dreamweaver's fleet jumped toward the Baal system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later – Hades System\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Planet Perdita\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tomb world was in ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sneaky Greenskin fleet had struck during the planetary overload—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breaking into core vaults, stealing priceless Necron artifacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere hours—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd looted half the tomb world's legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest was badly damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mephrit Dynasty had suffered massive losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"RAAAHHH!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahrasusa unleashed a massive Gauss beam into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Filthy greenskins! You will PAY!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately launched a retaliatory crusade—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Targeting every known or suspected Greenskin empire in range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swore to reclaim every artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr's tomb ship drifted through the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had tracked the Burning One's last trail—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to find nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its signature had almost vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no other choice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anrakyr began a system-wide sweep, desperate to recover the runaway C'tan shard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far Away – The Macragge's Honor, Private Sanctuary\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber was still and silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the quiet whir of machines and the scratch of a pen broke the calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regent Roboute Guilliman worked tirelessly over a desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was more lined than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hair thinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single report caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, his Primarch brother, had defeated the Leviathan Hive Fleet in the Hades System—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And bought the Imperium precious time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman set down the pen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...It's time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would lead a fleet himself—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To support Baal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meet his brother in person.\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>",2397,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","f6624df816681356057e17b59bb968cc98682d06a18081a8664f5692f3f1bf25","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-338","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-336",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]