[{"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-339":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},1681109,2147,"Chapter 339 340: Pre-War Planning, the Fallen Phoenix’s Nightmare!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-339",339,"\u003Cp>\"What the hell was that? Don't tell me the Emperor himself just stood up?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden phenomenon made Eden a little nervous. The immense disturbance had erupted from the golden sun within the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an unprecedented quake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He temporarily handed over the Baal battle planning meeting to Tako, then dove into the Warp, merging his consciousness with the Little Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To check on the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor was the towering pillar of the Imperium of Man—his safety affected everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing could be allowed to go wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden sun in the chaotic void was violently shaking, sending wave after wave of golden energy rippling into the infinite distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a raging sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Eden quickly sent a psychic message: \"Old man, what's going on with you?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, in the very next second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was swept up by the overwhelming force and dragged into a region of the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams echoed in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall golden figure was roaring with fury as he violently beat down a beautifully adorned, wailing she-daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa, now that's a show…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden perked up, eagerly watching the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seemed like the Emperor had caught another Warp creature and was dishing out his trademark brutal beatdown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the denizens of the Warp feared the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This golden juggernaut was terrifying beyond reason—utterly invincible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in realspace, he had led humanity on the Great Crusade, rolled through the galaxy, and built an empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the Warp, he remained one of the most terrifying entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he watched the Emperor's furious onslaught, Eden realized he wouldn't be stopping anytime soon, so he decided to just enjoy the show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Devourer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautifully made-up Fulgrim suddenly noticed Eden's arrival, his voice laced with disbelief and suppressed shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the Imperial Phoenix, this was truly humiliating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always seen the Devourer—his rival for Slaanesh's favor—as a competitor, longing for a chance to defeat him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Phoenix of the Imperium firmly believed he was the most perfect and handsome being in the galaxy—no one could compare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even looked down on the Devourer, thinking he could never be a true threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed that once he defeated the Devourer, he could reclaim Slaanesh's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment of his greatest disgrace—being mercilessly beaten by his own father—the Devourer had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had witnessed the one thing Fulgrim never wanted to be seen!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he ever raise his head again in front of the Devourer? How could he challenge him to a duel after this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim let out a pained scream, unable to accept this disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark, cruel thoughts stirred in his heart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would lay more vicious traps and use poisoned blades to assassinate the one who had witnessed his shameful secret!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim took a brutal punch to the face, his features distorted as he crashed to the ground in front of the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hiss…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Fallen Phoenix?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's eyes widened as he took a sharp breath. \"What the hell happened to you? You look like some creepy, androgynous freak—damn, you're hideous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen illustrations of Fulgrim in forbidden tomes—once noble, dashing, and radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His looks were nearly on par with Eden's own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now Fulgrim was grotesquely distorted, caked in heavy makeup, his body covered in disgusting surgical modifications, with disturbing, unmentionable organs fused into his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ignorant fool!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim climbed to his feet, trying to keep his poise, though his eyes gleamed with menace. \"This is a higher aesthetic—a more perfect body on another level!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh, disgusting!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden grimaced and instantly distanced himself. \"Don't go around calling yourself a Primarch anymore. That's just embarrassing…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other corrupted Primarchs were hideous, sure, but none were this perverse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could've imagined the once glorious Phoenix of the Imperium now had nipple piercings, navel studs, and a whole array of sadomasochistic paraphernalia—who knew what kind of freaky games he played with Slaanesh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought alone made Eden shiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would have to be extra cautious from now on—if Slaanesh ever tried dragging him into a \"threesome\" or some group orgy with these freaks—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd rather die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he ever turned traitor, he'd pick Khorne or Nurgle over this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he understood why the Emperor was so furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor was an old-fashioned patriarch, not one for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly seeing his child like this—how could any parent bear it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was even angrier now than when he beat up Magnus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus had betrayed out of arrogance and foolishness, deceived by the Chaos Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in his final moments, Magnus had tried to send a warning through the Webway to save his father, leading to the Webway disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fulgrim?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His corruption was intentional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor had held even higher hopes for Fulgrim. His legion had been named the Emperor's Children, honored to wear the Aquila itself upon their armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were once the shining symbol of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His once-beloved son had become a monstrosity—and was proud of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor was heartbroken. And furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't understand me. You're just jealous!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was like a theater performer, his sharp voice echoing through the air, escalating into exaggerated sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He caressed his face—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then spread his arms wide, as if in ecstasy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Behold! The Emperor's creation has been further perfected by the Prince of Pleasure! I am flawless! I was born a slave—but now I am free!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have become the consort of a god greater than our father—while he rots as a stinking corpse, a hideous false god!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden instinctively took a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy was beyond saving. Still delusional, and every word was like a grenade thrown at the Emperor's ego.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem—correction,\" Eden interjected, \"The old man is not a god…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he called him the God-Emperor, Eden never truly worshipped him. Their interactions were more like elder and junior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was why he could speak so freely—and hadn't been vaporized yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fulgrim, you dare!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, the golden figure's wrath exploded like a volcano, shaking the entire region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy light burned through the surrounding Chaos energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim screamed, the pain overwhelming, and he snapped out of his performance, panic spreading across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the look of pity in Eden's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the one expression Fulgrim couldn't stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix didn't need anyone's pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lunged, drawing the Blade of Laer, aiming to stab Eden and kill him like Guilliman had fallen to that incurable poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim was yanked backward by immense force, and the blade clattered to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came more agonized howls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh… Fulgrim, so unruly. You really need a good lesson—might knock some sense back into him…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden casually kicked the poisoned blade far away, watching the brutal display nearby with interest—fanning the flames while enjoying the view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy fire scorched Fulgrim's body with unbearable agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the greatest pain he'd ever felt, and even Slaanesh's gifts couldn't convert it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how severe the injury, Fulgrim's body would turn it into some twisted pleasure—fuel for his powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Emperor's flames brought only raw, unfiltered pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Fulgrim didn't beg for mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pride wouldn't allow him to submit to his former father—a false god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it killed him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"False god! I know you despise me—but I have never failed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the searing agony, the Fallen Phoenix mocked with a voice neither male nor female:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your rage is just a mask for your impotence and failure! Your life is worthless! You've become nothing but a stinking skeleton clinging to a crumbling throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your sons have all betrayed you. Your dream, your empire—is on the verge of collapse. Humanity is doomed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're just a complete and utter failure!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hiss…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden winced at the familial drama unfolding before him. \"Should I really be listening to this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kind of wanted to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Fulgrim started yelling even more blasphemies?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, human nature and drama-loving instincts rooted him to the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unfilial son! Unfilial—y-you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor was so furious he was nearly speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim, the master of provocation, knew exactly how to hit where it hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, the Emperor might've put down this rebellious, corrupted son—just like he had done with two other lost Primarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even if he did…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wouldn't undo the words spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worse—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't even do it anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor was just a golden husk, bound to the Warp's burning sun, grasping only a fragment of Fulgrim's essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real Fulgrim was hidden deep within Slaanesh's palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't even punish his son in a way that might lead to repentance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the Emperor of Mankind suddenly seemed… old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just a skeleton, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fulgrim!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stepped forward and snapped, \"What the hell are you barking about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor protected humanity! Even now, he's still holding the line! He hasn't failed—the Imperium has lasted ten thousand years! Humanity still lives!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperium had its flaws—but it preserved humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those flaws weren't the Emperor's doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the fault of later leaders who failed to rise to the challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you're wrong—humanity will continue. We won't become Chaos slaves…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's expression turned resolute. \"Humanity will rule the galaxy. That's my promise!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Fulgrim: \"As for you—you're nothing but a traitor who couldn't resist Chaos, who forgot his purpose. You're the real failure…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's just your pathetic fantasy…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim sneered through the pain, raising his voice in an exaggerated speech:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The facts are clear! Chaos rises while humanity wails. No one can change that. Do you think you can? With your meager power and pitiful holdings?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you dare face the masters of Chaos directly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even the false god could manage that. And you think you can?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How utterly laughable!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both the Imperium and the forces of Chaos agreed on one point: the Emperor was the greatest warrior and leader in human history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet even he had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity had no chance of surviving this inevitable extinction-level catastrophe. It was just a matter of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim fixed Eden with an increasingly venomous gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're nothing but a fraud, a hypocrite masquerading under a stolen title. Everything about you is a laughable charade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I know how much you care about your pathetic little territory...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why it'll be my next target. I'll use every means necessary, at all costs, to corrupt it—turning your land into a kingdom of pleasure right before your eyes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, Eden fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't care about Fulgrim's doomsaying or the personal attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was true—his current strength was far from enough to save all of humanity or change its destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everything takes time. One bite at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he stayed the course, there was hope for humanity's future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this hope was already visible—he had changed things, achieved real victories, and saved countless lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he was concerned about, however, was Fulgrim's threat to corrupt his territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to recent expansions, many of his territories were now exposed to Chaos's gaze, and some of their defenses were still under construction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A corruption campaign by the Fallen Phoenix would be a serious problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since Fulgrim, as a Primarch, could influence the material world far more directly than most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, his goal wasn't military conquest, but corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden didn't even want to imagine the horror of Fulgrim lurking within his territory, planting Slaaneshi filth everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would absolutely spread the corruption of Slaanesh like wildfire, poisoning the youth and culture of his realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was going to be a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden let out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to stop the Fallen Phoenix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fulgrim's mind was too twisted, too deeply corrupted. Reason wouldn't work, nor would simple beatings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopping a Primarch who no longer feared death, who could sneer at the Emperor himself, and who would go to any length to achieve his goals—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wouldn't be easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looks like Eden would have to do it himself. Fight fire with fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old man, you've done enough. Let me handle this…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll make this rebellious wretch understand regret. I promise he won't be bouncing around anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each step, his figure grew larger, transforming into the terrifying form of the Devourer clad in dark-gold armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was ready to take matters into his own hands—to give Fulgrim a lesson he would never forget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix in his prime might've been a threat, but now he was just a fragment of his true essence. Nothing to worry about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's body here was also just an avatar. But here, next to the Little Sun, he held the advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor held back his fury and stepped aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim rose, regaining his elegant posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want to duel me? You actually want to fight someone you can't possibly beat? What a joke…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stopped opposite him and projected an image of Fulgrim's former self: \"Look at what you used to be—and look at what you are now. A clown.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim wasn't fazed by the verbal jab and smiled faintly. \"You wretched creature…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're jealous of me, because I'm more handsome, and I've earned the favor of... certain beings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden didn't let him finish. He spoke flatly, \"You're just a pitiful, discarded pet desperate to get attention again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew exactly how to hit where it hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the script, the personalities, the weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had planted a sly little daemon in Slaanesh's palace. Due to its unique form and wild antics, it had gotten in very close with the Slaaneshi daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes it even partied with Fulgrim and Lucius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From those visits, it picked up a few juicy secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, nothing beats brutal honesty—and Eden was merely stating the facts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Devourer!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim's face twisted with rage. The Prince of Pleasure had been ignoring him more lately, favoring others instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Poor discarded little thing,\" Eden shot back immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes filled with venom, and he began scanning the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was searching for his poisoned blade—the Blade of Laer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coated with lethal Warp venom, even a graze could travel through the essence and kill the Devourer!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim was desperate to bring down Eden right in front of the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be deliciously satisfying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you looking for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden clenched his fists and grinned coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't tell me you're looking for that little knife? I took care of that already. Now, be a real man and let's have a proper brawl!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a surge of power and golden arcs crackling around him, Eden closed the gap and punched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim's pupils shrank—he'd underestimated him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brutal punch slammed into Fulgrim's face, launching him into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could get up, another storm of punches rained down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix vanished from the ground and lunged at Eden, returning punches of his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fierce melee broke out, the air shattering with every blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim quickly began to lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was simply stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more importantly, Eden's true target wasn't just hurting Fulgrim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was ripping apart the grotesque decorations and perverse ornaments Fulgrim took pride in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix was a narcissist of theatrical proportions—obsessed with his image.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, when Fulgrim learned that the Eldar possessed a weapon capable of killing the Emperor, he immediately summoned another fallen Primarch—Perturabo, the Lord of Iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were to plot the patricide of the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Perturabo arrived, Fulgrim suddenly felt that such a grand revelation needed a dramatic setting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the sector had no theaters, Fulgrim ordered the Iron Warriors to blast a crater and build one on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after it was finished did he ascend the stage and, with dance and poetry, reveal his plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such was the extent of Fulgrim's vanity and obsession with image.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden struck directly at that weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No—stop! What have you done?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim scrambled to reclaim his shredded, ornamented black wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his twisted grace vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destruction made him realize he had lost the image he'd so carefully curated. He looked hideous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To everyone else, Eden had just torn off a bunch of creepy perverse junk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden unleashed a merciless beatdown on the corrupted Primarch who had poisoned his brothers and caused so many catastrophes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim lay broken beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fulgrim, you should regret everything you've done. You owe us an apology—and you will pay the price.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim gritted his teeth, eyes seething with hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All you've done will only bring about my most vicious revenge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, you're going to regret this…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden smiled, then projected a recording.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A giant hologram appeared above them—Fulgrim's makeup ruined, his ornaments shredded, being pummeled by the Devourer and wailing as he was stomped into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Fulgrim would care deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Despicable! Treacherous!\" Fulgrim shrieked. \"You vile bastard! You should schedule a proper duel with me and fight honorably!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggled, visibly panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being beaten by the Emperor hadn't broken him—but this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being humiliated by the Devourer, his most hated rival, filmed in his ugliest state?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it was just one lapse in judgment—falling into the Emperor's trap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worst of all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Devourer had recorded it when he looked his absolute worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This video's title is: 'Shocking! Devourer Brutalizes a Pitiful, Disgraced Has-Been.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, noble Fallen Phoenix—surely you wouldn't want this broadcast across the galaxy and the Warp 24\u002F7?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I plan to edit multiple versions, air it for one full Terran standard year, and then release a new edition every few years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let everyone see your wretched, discarded self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imagine the scene—I bet they'll love it…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Devourer's gentle, composed tone was more venomous than any daemon from the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim froze in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the most horrifying thing he'd ever heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix trembled and finally asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps… there's room for… negotiation?\"\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>",3043,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","82c48b6727ad089a125954821a243e5cfdcd8ec3d8889709350c549fd7c27119","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-340","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-338",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]