[{"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-353":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},1681223,2147,"Chapter 353 354: Blood God, Where the Hell Did You Send Me?","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-353",353,"\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flaming wreckage slammed into the planetary surface, kicking up towering clouds of smoke and sending shockwaves rippling outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could feel metal fragments hurtling toward him at incredible speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't care—he simply continued channeling his psychic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon enough, those fragments slammed into the deflection field surrounding him, ricocheting away into the dirt and the broken walls around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Warning! Warning! Tyranid swarm approaching Baal II surface. Estimated time: two minutes…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The comms system blared shrill alerts again and again. (Author got lazy and decided to name the moon Baal II aka Baal Secundus)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to the coordinated guidance of the Savior Fleet, the main force of the Hive Fleet Leviathan had broken through the defensive line and was headed for Baal II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fleet itself had withdrawn behind the planet, constructing a new defense line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This place is getting dicey…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of faint, flickering black specks had appeared beyond the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many were Tyranid scouting organisms, while others were the pointed ends of attacking tendrils. Trailing behind them, thick shadows streamed like ribbons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid organisms were faster than expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive tendrils dangled into the atmosphere, swaying faintly in the breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he couldn't activate the sorcery array in time and redirect Ka'Bandha's descent from Baal to this location, they'd face a simultaneous assault by both the Tyranids and daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be a disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was war—sometimes you had to take big risks to win big.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Savior, the sorcery array is being disrupted by the Tyranids. We need to move faster, or it'll fail entirely!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephiston's eyes were white with light, his whole body glowing faintly as he shouted the warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above them, the sky turned pitch-black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That darkness wasn't nightfall—it was the swarm of Tyranid spore sacs clogging the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piercing screeches filled the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could feel it clearly—along with the spores, the Hive Mind's psychic pressure intensified, interfering more heavily with the sorcery array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to the Chief Librarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You hold the line. I'll clear the airspace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As you will!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephiston pushed his psychic powers even further, dark smoke coiling from his body. The strain was immense—he was beginning to suffer mild corruption from the intense output.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a daze, he thought he saw Baal buried in a mountain of Blood Angels corpses, and the mocking skull of the Angel's Bane sneering at his failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was on the verge of losing control—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of golden light poured forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy energy swept away all the hate-filled filth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephiston turned, eyes wide with awe as he looked upon the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden wings spread behind Eden, as if a god had descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sorcery array had to be shielded from the Shadow in the Warp—but to do that, they needed to clear the Tyranid swarm above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That swarm covered kilometers, teeming with xenos, including psychic creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephiston couldn't even imagine what level of might was needed to wipe them all out in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps… he'd get to witness the unstoppable power of a Primarch himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he looked on with anticipation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden pulled out a mechanical device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A… launcher?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good thing the Departmento Munitorum built backup defense systems here…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden flipped open the launcher's safety cover, then pressed the firing button.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a soft rumble, a missile silo opened nearby. Amid warning sirens, a twenty-meter-tall rocket slowly rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A high-yield thermobaric cloudburst missile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerful enough to obliterate everything in a multi-kilometer radius—including all the Tyranid biomass in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cloudburst missile ignited, roaring skyward into the swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KA-THOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive mushroom cloud erupted midair, its shockwave rolling out in rings of destruction. The entire sky around them cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red-tinged sky returned, but now it was raining down bits of shredded meat and foul green ichor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn… the big boys hit different.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's head buzzed from the thunderous impact, but he still raised a psychic shield in time to protect them from the shockwave—and the falling gore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of mass-scale battle wasn't worth wasting psychic power on. One big missile was far more efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to burn himself out on psionics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't notice the look of disappointment flickering across Mephiston's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impressive, right? Bet this hits harder than any psychic trick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psychic powers were undeniably destructive—but their cost was high and they weren't always sustainable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Missiles? As long as you had the ammo, there was nothing you couldn't wipe out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's domain was already developing psychic-enhanced missiles, even beyond the Sacred Ash Bombs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon enough, humanity's enemies would understand what true annihilation meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nuclear cleansing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're right, Lord Savior,\" Mephiston forced a smile, feeling like he was falling behind the times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he gritted his teeth and kept the sorcery array stabilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the Warp Shadow's interference had been temporarily pushed back, Eden could finally pour his own psychic power into the array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the effect wouldn't last long—the Tyranid spores were already returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to act fast to fully activate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To reroute the Warp gate that Ka'Bandha had opened—bring it here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzzzraaaap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sorcery array flared to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive pillar of light shot skyward and pierced into the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephiston ended his psychic output, leaning on his staff for support, his face lighting up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We did it, Lord Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warp rift originally aimed at Baal was now turning—redirected toward Baal II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could already see the flickers of Warp lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time to get out of here. Or we won't get another chance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden unleashed a psychic bolt, blasting apart a swooping pack of Tyranid Gargoyles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swarm was thickening. Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above them, flapping wings surged together like a black hurricane, ready to consume everything in their path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But by the time the storm of wings reached the surface—tearing and swallowing all beneath it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had already teleported Mephiston and himself back to the temporary Savior's Sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, he stepped into a resting chamber shielded with layers of Blackstone—doing everything he could to mask his presence from what was about to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's kind had sharp senses—especially the Supreme Bloodthirsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If all went well, the Chaos Daemons and the Tyranid swarm would clash on Baal II in a titanic bloodbath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the void above, the Warp's corrupt energies surged into Baal II's orbit, boiling the stars with hellish fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the light of the Immaterium consumed the system, reality itself twisted—becoming more suited to daemonic existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of unrelenting, violent psychic pressure spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khorne's power had arrived. The daemons of blood had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Leviathan Hive Fleet over Baal II was engulfed by the Warp storm. The bio-ships convulsed violently, their structures liquefying into pulpy goo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screeech!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bio-plasma engines sputtered out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A driven-mad Void Prowler slashed out its own eyes with its tendrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, a Tyranid Kraken flailed wildly, ripping apart other bio-creatures in a frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the ships, the Tyranid organisms turned on each other. Razor talons tore flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pus and intestines spilled onto the floors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a single instant of exposure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Leviathan's tendril fleet was plunged into chaos, falling into disarray from Khorne's violent psychic aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They inflicted heavy casualties on themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Tyranids lost their minds, shredded by darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only through the Hive Mind's forceful control were the ships brought back under partial order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between the veil of realspace and the Warp, the Supreme Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha was descending—falling endlessly toward the physical galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Baal II's atmosphere—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blazing meteor of fire and hatred suddenly appeared, plunging toward the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRAKOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magma and stone erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal impact crater formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From its center rose a towering, horned silhouette—the air around it warping from the sheer heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that crater, lava poured and the land cracked apart. Rivers of molten rock began to flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Ka'Bandha himself—the real deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just his arrival alone twisted reality and remade the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fear! Scream! The Angel's Bane has descended! All shall be slaughtered and destroyed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared in triumph, promising the sons of Sanguinius eternal death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Endless slaughter and terror had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Baal System would scream beneath the boot of Khorne's favorite son and the Devourer's sworn nemesis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise the Savior,\" someone whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The daemon arrived on schedule. Our plan succeeded… perfectly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the main war command center on Baal—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tarko suddenly noticed a spike in data on the monitoring equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shot up from his seat and excitedly announced the good news to everyone present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the room erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunderous applause filled the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stood and clapped in unison, saluting the absent but revered Savior and the commander of this entire campaign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Operation 13 had been successfully executed. The Savior's right-hand man was an indispensable part of that success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tarko, ever humble, deflected the credit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He claimed it was all thanks to the Savior's leadership and everyone's hard work. He had only played a minor supporting role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in truth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire plan's specific arrangement—fleet deployment, facility placement, personnel coordination, timing precision, and even how the Tyranids were lured—was all directed and managed by Tarko and his team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single failure at any point could've doomed the whole operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the room had been under enormous pressure. None of them wanted to let Baal—or the great Savior—down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, with the Supreme Bloodthirster arriving right on schedule, they finally let out a breath of relief. Smiles spread across the war room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the losses to Imperial forces would be significantly reduced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of millions of soldiers would have a better chance of surviving this war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief celebration, Tarko and a dozen other commanders sat back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They focused on the central hololithic map, each monitoring a different defensive zone within the Baal system, issuing orders in real time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, a series of massive virtual screens lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over sixty information warfare departments fed constant updates into the map, refining the battlefield picture while relaying the commanders' directives to the appropriate military units.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Layer by layer, a coordinated command structure linked every force in the Baal war zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It became a single, dynamic organism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, on Baal II—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha had just finished roaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Supreme Bloodthirster blinked, staring at the empty terrain before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is everyone? Where are the Blood Angels? Is this even Baal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One second later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was sure of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn those Chaos sorcerers! They botched the coordinates!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha vowed to cut off every one of those warlocks' heads when he returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still… he had made it to the Baal system. That was something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or so he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because things were far worse than he expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the void above, the human fleet was still locked in brutal combat with the Tyranid swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bio-ships exploded into chunks of meat. Imperial ships burst into blossoms of fire and shrapnel, lighting up space like deadly fireworks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those stinking bugs had completely infested this planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid swarm had surrounded Ka'Bandha from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive waves of chitin and fangs rolled toward him, layer upon layer, forming living walls several stories high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse yet, under the influence of Khorne's violent psychic field, the bugs had become even more bloodthirsty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROOOOAR!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha let loose a furious roar, scattering a swarm of Tyranid Gargoyles diving at him from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But more kept coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyranid Raveners swarmed up his massive form, but their carapaces ignited and cracked under the infernal heat of his daemonic body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SSSSHHH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several towering Lictors pounced on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were Leviathan-bred Tyranid assassins, designed for decapitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They clawed at him with scythe-like talons and barbed hooks, carving bloody trenches into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught off guard, the massive Bloodthirster stumbled backward and collapsed with a thunderous crash—crushing more Tyranids beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Filthy vermin! I'll kill you all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fury erupted like a volcano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tore the Lictors from his face and crushed them with a snap of his clawed fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, rising again, he swung his massive hell-forged axe into the swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each blow split the earth, molten lava geysering upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of Tyranids perished in waves of fire and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how many he slaughtered—ten thousand, twenty thousand—the swarm seemed endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without reinforcements, he'd be buried in this sea of flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drenched in rage, Ka'Bandha vowed every last bug would die here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROOOAAAR!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood-red clouds above caught fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal winged shadow of horns and flame loomed across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha's axe slammed into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth cracked wide open. Skulls sprouted from the rupture and began to spiral upward, fusing into a staircase of bone nearly a kilometer wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality itself boiled from the Warp's touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Skull Stairway grew, twisted, and pierced into the unnatural void—linking realspace to the Realm of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HOOOOOOOORN!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brutal war horn echoed, followed by a cacophony of daemonic roars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-awaited daemonic legions descended the stairs—heads down, sprinting toward the surface of Baal II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These Khorne daemons surged out with unnatural speed, fanning across the battlefield and then regrouping into organized formations of eight and multiples of eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had heard the call of their lord, the favored of Khorne, the Supreme Bloodthirster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They launched into the Tyranid horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mass slaughter began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyranids shrieked. Daemons roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Claws met bone, blades met carapace. The battle spread across most of Baal II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill them all! Slaughter every last one! Bring me their skulls!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha bellowed, vowing to build the greatest octagonal ossuary the galaxy had ever seen—made from the bones of these xenos filth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baal II had become a hellscape of flesh and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodletters and Gore Knights cut down Tyranid Warriors. Daemon Engines clashed with Tyranid bio-titans, roaring with unrelenting fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranids were being butchered—but continued consuming biomass from the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their flesh-constructs burned under daemon fire while leeching the planet's resources dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Capillary towers toppled beneath Ka'Bandha's axe, spewing corrosive bio-slurry like crashing tsunamis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The influence of Khorne's daemons split the earth apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boiling blood surged with lava, boiling the Tyranid bio-architecture alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skulls piled high—forming hills across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality warped. The terrain screamed. The very climate of Baal II began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the whole world stank of iron, bile, and sulfur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surface swarmed with daemons, but Khorne's legions showed no sign of stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They poured endlessly from the Skull Stairway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response, the Leviathan Hive Fleet screamed and launched another wave of Tyranid spores—birthing a fresh tide of xenos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khorne's fury could not be quenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Leviathan couldn't afford to retreat either—not after investing so much biomass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To abandon Baal II now would be a devastating loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the temporary Savior's Sanctuary, deep in a Blackstone-shielded chamber—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch… that's insane.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched the battle through multiple re-encoded surveillance recordings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the daemonic and Tyranid interference, many of the recordings were distorted—some devolved into abstract madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A normal human would've suffered a psychic breakdown just from viewing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Eden, these were harmless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could clearly see all the crucial details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No doubt about it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baal II had become an apocalyptic battlefield. The entire planetary terrain and ecosystem were transformed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden even spotted a massive octagonal symbol formed from skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he could only hope that the two sides would keep fighting as long as possible—draining the strength of mankind's enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, Ka'bro. Be useful for once. Take down that tendril fleet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever happened next—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was rooting for his good buddy Ka'Bandha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted the daemons to win this battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Supreme Bloodthirster had gone all in—burned every last favor to borrow this army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It'd be a waste not to make the most of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides, Eden's territory had Holy Ash Bombs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the horrors of the real universe, daemons were easier to handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Ka'Bandha could eliminate the main tendril fleet, humanity's pressure would ease dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Eden stared in anticipation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha seemed to respond to his silent plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Supreme Bloodthirster took flight in a crimson hurricane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With eight fellow Bloodthirsters and a force of daemons in multiples of eight, he surged toward the twisted, monstrous Hive Fleet tendril orbiting Baal II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'bro… is going in!\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>",2732,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","036dcb917048e5723f7ad2ab73c297ed9ba185fc7464d722508ca0343f6d6326","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-354","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-352",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]