[{"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-361":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},1681231,2147,"Chapter 361 362 – Hive Mind: “Croak~ I’ll Behave Now…”","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-361",361,"\u003Cp>Central Region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several towering spires wrapped in waterproof materials trembled under thunderous artillery fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A plasma shell struck the side of one tower, shattering its thin outer walls and revealing a portion of the massive, complex mechanical interior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The purge of Tyranid elite infiltrators had begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the streets, covered in barricades and flickering with energy fields, remained eerily silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elite Tyranid organism directly controlled by the Hive Mind had assumed a combat posture. Its four limbs, sheathed in special forcefield auras, shimmered with a terrifying glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any Imperial warrior who faced it directly would likely not survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, this high-tier Tyranid exuded a trace of fear—clearly lacking confidence in this battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it had no path left for retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HUM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chapter Masters activated their power weapons. Their armor rippled with forcefield energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of these legendary warriors wore an expression that screamed, \"This street is mine,\" and \"We're here to gang up on you.\" The smugness was borderline cartoonish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vibe was… off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time these Chapter Masters had ever participated in a full-on gang beatdown of an enemy warboss. It felt oddly surreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In past pivotal campaigns—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were always on the razor's edge, facing overwhelming odds. The Imperial forces were on the brink of annihilation, hope nearly lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that despair, the Chapter Masters would make impossible choices, becoming the final bulwark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It always ended in a dramatic one-on-one duel against some hideous alien or heretical overlord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the final, bloodied, desperate moments—barely clinging to life—they would strike the killing blow and claim a bittersweet victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But ever since they started following the Savior…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't have to make impossible decisions. They didn't have to endure crushing despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they showed up in force, steamrolled the enemy, and returned home for a hot meal and some well-earned rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ammo? Unlimited. Gear? Top-grade. Critical responsibility? What's that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just fight—comfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, just moments ago, several of the Chapter Masters had been gathered around a pot of steaming Tyranid hotpot cooked by the logistics kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Halfway through their meal, an emergency order came in:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rendezvous at a designated location and eliminate the Tyranid elite war unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the suddenness of the order, many of them simply grabbed their weapons and piled into an overloaded Thunderhawk to rush to the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHOOSH—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the tension-filled standoff, another Thunderhawk arrived—wobbling as it landed clumsily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Carcharodons' ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally made it…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Thunderhawk creaked to a halt, Tyberos bolted out, clearly panicked that he might miss the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>See, the Carcharodons had been assigned to protect the central command zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was bad luck or divine trolling, they had not seen a single Tyranid during their shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, the bugs only ever showed up after their watch ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To this day, they hadn't fought in any real battle—hadn't earned any glory or honor. Their armor was still spotless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were frequently mocked by other Chapters for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Tyberos, it was utterly humiliating. From the outside, it probably looked like they were here on vacation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been given top-tier wargear, and hadn't even used it in combat. Disgraceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Carcharodons had submitted numerous requests to be deployed to the front lines—all denied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strategic core zones were essential to victory. At least one Chapter had to remain on station at all times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frustrated and forgotten, Tyberos had grown anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If things kept going this way, how could the great Savior ever recognize the loyalty and worth of the Carcharodons?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they really going to leave Baal without earning a single war merit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, this time—finally—a battle had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the order arrived, Tyberos scrambled his warriors and rushed to the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he disembarked, more followed—two Dreadnoughts, several Centurion suits, and a seemingly endless tide of Carcharodon Marines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like the Thunderhawk was pouring out bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone watching was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just how many people did this guy cram into that ship?! This wasn't just overcapacity—this violated the laws of physics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew how they pulled it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Tyrant controlled by the Hive Mind stared, its crimson eyes wide with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like walking down the street, only to have a Wuling minivan pull up and thirty men with knives jump out to ambush you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What infuriated it most—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of the Space Marines showed the slightest respect for the ancient Tyranid wisdom it embodied. Instead, they eagerly asked where the bugs were—itching to join the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially that leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His glowing eyes fixed on the Tyrant like it was some delicious, rare prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was bug abuse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HISSS!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Tyrant screeched in rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground quaked. Several mutated Mawlocs burst from below. Their clawed limbs tore open their own gut-sacs, releasing swarms of Lictors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These alien assassins dove into the battle, sowing chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Space Marines clashed with the Lictors, the Hive Tyrant made its move—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It leapt toward one of the Mawlocs, hoping to dive into its belly and escape using its subterranean speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it could gain open ground, it could cause real damage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—a wave of bio-electric pulses triggered a sense of crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind was forced to yank the Tyrant back, narrowly avoiding incoming high-energy weapons fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZIIIIP—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meltagun beams ripped through the Mawlocs, reducing them to charred husks. The tunnel collapse sealed the escape route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Tyrant's plan had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was surrounded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing a wall of legendary warriors, the Hive Mind couldn't help but step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Savior!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyberos ignited his lightning claws—Hunger and Thirst. He roared, full of gratitude and devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Known as the \"Scarlet Bloodpath,\" this legendary warrior launched his charge like a shark drawn to blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His battle cry was the signal. The other ten or so Chapter Masters swarmed forward with zero honor—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They began a brutal, unrelenting beatdown of the Hive Tyrant. Its agonized screeches echoed for kilometers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the Tyranid neural link, thousands of nearby organisms trembled, sharing in the mind's pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, clad in hulking Blackstone armor, pinned a mutated Tyranid to the ground and pummeled it mercilessly. Bones snapped under the blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a final shriek, the beast's limbs collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, have a snack.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden lifted the limp body and shoved a large melta bomb into its mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if feeling generous, added a second one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed a nearby power spear and nailed the xenos to the wall, then turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid twitched weakly. A red glow began to shine from its throat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, a searing wave of energy erupted, reducing its head and chest to charred, reeking meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's armor was slashed all over—some cuts nearly reached flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those wounds were left by Tyranid claws—imbued with specialized energy fields capable of bypassing regular power armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, these things still couldn't take down a Primarch one-on-one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature he had just slain wasn't even the strongest intruder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden moved toward the loudest area—the epicenter of the Hive Tyrant's screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yikes. That does sound rough…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No doubt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the Hive Mind's own puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't dumb enough to go and duel it solo. What if he slipped up and got killed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just look at Roboute Guilliman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always charging into battle, always getting critically wounded, always ending up face-down in the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never learns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the not-too-distant future—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ol' Guilliman would once again get his butt handed to him and dragged into Nurgle's Garden for a beating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden made a mental note to remind him later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for his insane health bar, the Emperor's blessing, and a constant stream of psychic elves and badass warriors saving his hide, he'd be dead already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Multiple times over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Guilliman's just plot armor incarnate—textbook main character template, complete with protagonist halo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden? Not so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might just die once, and that'd be it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why Eden remained cautious. In this galaxy, there were just too many bizarre methods that could end a life in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to be careful whenever possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this galactic cesspool, knowing how to fight wasn't enough. To survive, you needed numbers, technology, and influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially in the material universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many legendary warriors backing him, why should they fear one Hive Mind puppet?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any being—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had a visible health bar, it could be killed. Even if it took a thousand paper cuts—it'd still bleed out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Eden reached the battlefield, the mutated Hive Tyrant under the Hive Mind's control—nearly five meters long—was already lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its entire body was covered in burns, embedded with shrapnel, and several of its limbs had been severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hissss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Tyrant screeched, using psychic vibrations to deliver speech in a guttural voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cowardly, despicable Savior! Do you dare face me in single combat—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Eden could even respond—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyberos roared with fury, his thunderous voice echoing across the battlefield, as if terrified someone might not realize he was defending the Savior's honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xeno filth! How dare you profane our noble and merciful Savior?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—crack! crack!—two brutal swipes of his lightning claws, arcs of electricity tearing into the Tyrant's flesh, making it writhe in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden glanced at the Carcharodons' Chapter Master and gave him a look of approval. He then calmly raised a hand, signaling the others to back off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chapter Masters retreated, remaining alert and on guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Tyrant lay there, barely alive, catching Eden's approach from the corner of its eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, a flicker of excitement rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes… just a few more steps. Come closer. Just a little closer…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood flow within the creature quickened, hormones surged, and its muscles tightened. The ancient Hive Mind channeled every ounce of remaining biopower into one final strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Savior… the Primarch… would not survive it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Foolish being… your death is imminent…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as the Hive Mind trembled with anticipation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't come closer. He wasn't taking another step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it! It's not close enough yet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind howled internally, its thoughts growing frenzied. It nearly blurted out \"Come closer!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one more step!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden felt something was off. He halted at a safe distance, and with a calm, composed voice, reminded his forces:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay alert, everyone. Tyranids often attempt last-minute ambushes when near death…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such tactics were textbook Tyranid behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was exactly why he'd ordered his elites to pull back. He couldn't afford to lose any of them to a desperate xeno trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his warning, all eyes locked onto the Hive Tyrant's remaining claws… something wasn't right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So… should I keep pretending… or go for the kill?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind found itself frozen in awkward silence. Moving now might trigger a kill shot. Not moving just made it look pathetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gritted its fangs. Its claws flared with bioluminescent energy. It made its move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a massive gravitational field smashed down from above—slamming the Hive Tyrant into the ground like a ragdoll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HISSSS!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature thrashed, struggling, but couldn't break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded slightly, issuing a new command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Thunder Custodians rushed forward, locking the Tyrant's limbs in place with high-torque suppression rigs. Burning electrical currents surged into its muscles, paralyzing them with excruciating precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyrant's voice rasped, its eyes glaring at Eden:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You… you haven't… won yet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A nearby building collapsed as a colossal biological figure emerged from beneath—towering over twenty meters tall. Its chitinous body shimmered as it shed its cloaking field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of compound eyes glowed with a bottomless hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Bio-Titan—specially bred and controlled by the Hive Mind—was its final weapon. Its ultimate trap, prepared solely to kill the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind had used this terror before—sneaking it into enemy bases to end wars with a single, catastrophic blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden's defenses had been too tight. Its infiltration had been agonizingly slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still… it got through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bio-Titan wasted no time—it charged toward Eden's location with feral rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its only goal: kill the Savior. End the greatest threat in the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Blood Angels Dreadnoughts tried to intercept—but were torn apart and thrown aside. The heavy turret bombardments failed to pierce its layered chitin plating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attack was fast and brutal. Being so deep inside the central zone, they couldn't even use larger warheads without risking catastrophic collateral damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a matter of seconds, the Bio-Titan had breached within hundreds of meters of Eden. All its weapons were primed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind sneered, projecting its voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Run, Savior. It's useless. This is the final plan—the trap laid for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What hope do you have against this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden neither responded nor ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To retreat now would only cause further devastation in the heart of the command zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides—Military Command had already prepared contingency plans for ultra-large-scale threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to face the behemoth. So did the Astartes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stench of the creature's toxic spores filled the air, and several nearby personnel were already collapsing from exposure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, incendiary rounds had ignited portions of the gas, keeping the spread in check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind paused in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bio-Titan was already within striking range. Apart from ten or so warriors, no one else could possibly survive the shockwave…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why weren't they moving?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it puzzled over this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground trembled violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bio-Titan reached the entrance tower of the street. Its massive shadow loomed overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All barricades were trampled like foam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it charged, its plasma cannons and venom sacs began to glow—the killing blow was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRA-KOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before it could unleash its barrage, two massive towers collapsed inward—and with them came giant mechanical limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Towering over all else—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Emperor-class Redeemer Titans stomped into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strongest ground units in the Savior's arsenal—God-Machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this was why Eden never moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by drawing the Bio-Titan along a fixed path could they trap it inside the kill zone between the towers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preventing further loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Redeemer Titans activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One titan's mechanical tread slammed down, crushing the Bio-Titan's spindly torso into the ground. Its massive arm-mounted shovel smashed its skull repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though it was a construction model, the force was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second Redeemer Titan deployed its Hellstorm Cannon and Melta Megablasters directly into the Bio-Titan's flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Close-combat and heavy bombardment—working in tandem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bio-Titan's dying wail echoed throughout the central region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This… this was the Savior's power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind's body trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could now see—there were more towers like this all around the central sector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had placed at least twenty Titans in this area, covering every possible approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless the entire frontline collapsed and the Tyranids swarmed the zone in full force—they could never breach it with simple infiltration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How do you even fight that?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient Hive Mind was crumbling. Every strategy, every calculation—it had all been shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helplessness surged through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This being—this Savior—was too cautious, too careful. There were no weaknesses. And who knew what other traps still lay hidden?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too damn devious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden turned his back, ignoring the Bio-Titan that was still being pummeled into paste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He locked eyes with the Hive Tyrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gaze—calm, deep, unwavering. It was like he was staring through the creature, directly at the Hive Mind itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, the Hive Mind looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already starting to… behave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden gently slapped the Hive Tyrant's cheek and spoke to the hidden Hive Mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, Tankie. You blew it. I gave you your shot… and you choked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the surrounding warriors, it seemed the Savior was speaking in some ancient, mystical tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the tone was unmistakable—mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind felt the insult keenly. Through the warp-transmitted psychic message, the humiliation was unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its blood boiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it calmed down. Forced itself to focus. It crushed all emotion under the weight of brutal calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn't afford to waste more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden seemed to understand. He said nothing more—just threw a punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That single blow finished the Hive Tyrant once and for all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he contacted Tarko and ordered him to begin the blockade protocol immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground war on Baal was nearly done. The real fight now moved to orbit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One way or another, they would capture or kill the Hive Mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had to. The consequences of letting it escape would be dire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of drop-ships thundered upward, piercing through the clouds and vanishing into the void beyond…\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>",2797,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","535d22864b24be6a61502f765a984b6df64570c598a4769a3859e923aa467603","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-362","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-360",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]