[{"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-418":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},1681288,2147,"Chapter 418 - 419: The Arrogant Plague Bearers","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-418",418,"\u003Cp>\"How's the situation?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden strode quickly into the war council chamber. Tuck and the others were already waiting for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above them, the territorial star map hovered in mid-air. Red dots would light up from time to time—each one representing a region where a plague had either been discovered or had come under direct attack by plague-borne entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plague had already spread across many areas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The map was in constant flux—new red zones appeared even as others were extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was because the Savior's Domain had already activated its defense protocols. Almost every relevant department had mobilized and begun systematically eradicating the plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, all star systems are on high alert. The military and medical corps are already in position…\" Tarko reported in an orderly manner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to prior preparation and full-scale wartime readiness, each world had built large hospitals, countless temporary treatment centers, and inspection points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In addition, dedicated decontamination departments had been established, tasked with purifying plague zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of this was coordinated by the newly-formed Plague Eradication Department—an interdepartmental task force doing everything possible to contain the disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, the Savior's Domain had been divided into numerous epidemic control zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From sectors to star systems, and down to individual planetary regions—all were subdivided into habitation grid points, even to the level of individual buildings, with dedicated administrators managing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of these grid points had been unified into a detailed intelligence and plague data network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the slightest sign of plague, the area would be immediately locked down, movement restricted, and a full investigation launched to identify and isolate the infected and the sources of infection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would then be transported to treatment centers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, squads of Adeptus Astartes and decontamination forces would arrive to eliminate intruders and disinfect the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other departments worked in tandem to maintain order and ensure the supply of essential resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was why many regions were able to eliminate plague outbreaks with remarkable speed—often eradicating the infection at the source before it had a chance to spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So now we've become one of the Plague Lord's targets too…\" Eden sighed as he watched zones flicker red before going dark on the map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At present, only the area surrounding the Urth Sanctum World remained untouched—completely normal and fully operational.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the core of the domain, it was the only place with comprehensive coverage of the Holy Spires. The sacred light of the Spires reached nearly every corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though maintaining such infrastructure consumed a terrifying amount of resources, its effectiveness was undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Urth Sanctum had become a fortress against Chaos—no plague, no evil could hide within it, and no Chaos entity dared to trespass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This granted the Savior's Domain a stable rear, allowing them to respond to invasions in an orderly fashion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only downside: the region remained in perpetual daylight, requiring artificial nightfall to let people rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other planets weren't so lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While most had Holy Spires—key worlds with multiple towers—the coverage was limited, mostly protecting core zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These worlds could hold out longer when attacked, buying time until reinforcements arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, they would still fall under assault—just not as quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sat in the council chamber, listening to one report after another: region reclaimed, new plague detected—again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the response was fast and casualties minimal, the cumulative toll across numerous planets was staggering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just one week, billions had already died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if the Savior's Domain was suffering like this, how much worse must it be across the rest of the Imperium?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless lives were being wiped out—feeding Nurgle, the Plague Lord, with unimaginable power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with prior preparations, the scale of this plague war had far exceeded all expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's thoughts turned elsewhere. \"What's the status on the Lord Regent's side?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our medical corps has already aided Ultramar in establishing a hospital world on Axxos, and we've set up treatment points on other planets too,\" Tuck said, flipping through reports. \"The Lord Regent also followed your advice and reinforced Axxos' defenses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good,\" Eden nodded. \"Send the Regent another shipment of medical supplies. Make it quick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Axxos was the primary battleground against Nurgle's forces. The pressure there would be immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it fell, it would become a paradise for the plague—capable of birthing God Plague, a horror that could instantly kill a Primarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a single vial of it could wipe out an entire star system—completely beyond salvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, Eden understood Nurgle's goal: a constant barrage of assaults designed to drain the Savior's Domain, keeping it too busy to send aid elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His only hope was to eradicate the plague swiftly at home, then mobilize to rescue other territories—especially Ultramar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Expand the search parameters. We're running out of time…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden issued the order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psykers and strategists were to broaden their searches, seeking the source of this plague storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to be tied to the Warp—either a terrible Warp-born disease entity or some special weapon developed by that flapping moth bastard Mortarion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden then traveled via the Webway to the Plague Research Facility—O'Neill, a planet dedicated entirely to studying plagues and producing countermeasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their research could become the key to resisting Nurgle's assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plague Research Facility – Laboratory\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fssshhh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden passed through several sterilization units, bathed in anti-contamination gas, and finally entered the lab's core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside were rows of containment cylinders, each filled with putrid, yellow-mist-emitting infected organisms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were plague-borne test subjects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From time to time, their groans echoed through the lab. They were being pumped with various experimental formulas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of the Domain's current vaccines and disinfectants came from this very facility—saving countless lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden needed something more effective. A true weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior…\" the Protean Apothecary quickly approached, bowing nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plague war had erupted sooner than expected, and the lab had yet to deliver the promised results. There were mere days left on their five-year deadline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior had poured unimaginable resources into this planet, placing his hopes in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they failed, no one in this facility could face him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be a betrayal. Unforgivable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden remained calm, gesturing for the Apothecary to relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked, \"How far along is the experiment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Black Abyss base just sent in new plague data. We've already synthesized a new formula from it—results should come any moment now,\" the Apothecary replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If successful, we'll have a powerful medicinal weapon ready for mass production…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was exactly what he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Nurgle had his apocalyptic plagues, Eden would have his Anti-Plague Super Serum—a concoction of the Little Sun's energy, sacred solar light, and advanced compounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could neutralize almost any known plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once in full production, it would allow for large-scale disinfection—more effective and deadly to Nurgle's creations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time to burn some bacteria!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could get excited, the Apothecary's mechanical frame began to spark violently—clearly distressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's wrong?\" Eden's expression hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, the voice of the Biomancer Sage echoed through the lab:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior… the experiment failed. The new serum didn't achieve the desired results…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Eden stood a glass cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside were seven of Nurgle's Chosen—infected beings. Among them: commoners, nobles, and corrupted cultists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked unremarkable, but every single one carried a world-ending pathogen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, standard detection methods couldn't pick them up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the Demon Inquisition had caught them in time. And it hadn't even been difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's Domain had already established a robust monitoring system, and the populace was vigilant against Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the more devout districts, enthusiastic citizens were quick to report anyone muttering strange numbers—leading to precise arrests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or, if suspicions remained, entire districts would blast hymns to the Emperor, demanding all present sing praises and insult the Plague Lord as a moronic jackass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who refused was detained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And failing that, they'd be sent en masse to bask under the Holy Spire's light. Anyone who reacted… was guilty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an effective system. Almost foolproof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those seven captives had been sent here as top-tier test subjects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had all been injected with the latest serum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While signs of burning were evident on their bodies, it hadn't dealt significant damage. Clearly, the experiment had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drugs had some effect on lesser plagues, but they couldn't withstand true plague entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forty-nine…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ten… five…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nurgle Chosen danced around in their containment cells, smiling and muttering the sacred numbers of the Plague Father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They suddenly returned to normal, begging to be released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Nurgle Chosen, a man who looked like a noble, slammed into the glass wall, groaning in pain as he stared outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was a one-way mirror, he seemed to see through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark rings spread around his eyes as he began to count, solemnly: \"Two… five, six…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, worm-like parasites wriggled beneath his skin, squirming up into his eyeballs and boring out through them. Pus oozed from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skin cracked, his fingers twisted unnaturally, and his flesh seemed to melt like wax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the other Nurgle Chosen gathered, chanting in unison as if to echo him: \"Seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though this isolation chamber was soundproofed, layered with multiple containment barriers, and could summon the Holy Sun's divine light at a moment's notice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still not enough to hold back the creeping influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those voices pierced through, chilling the hearts of those outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seven!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble pointed a finger outward, screaming like a daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His back bulged and rose grotesquely as a thick, rotting horn pierced through his forehead and twisted upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His agony grew—but he laughed. A hollow, cackling sound. The pain no longer troubled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had become a Plaguebearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swarms of flies and disease burst from his body and spread throughout the isolation chamber. Fungal rot began to grow like moss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Plaguebearer locked eyes with the outside—staring straight at Eden, as though he truly saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Life belongs to decay. You cannot stop it…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled with a scornful expression that words could not describe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a silent mockery—that the Savior was powerless before the plague. That all he could do was destroy, not cure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corruption was eternal. New plagues would always arise—like nature's cycle of life and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…How long until you can begin the next drug trial?\" Eden took a deep breath and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew this was a provocation—either from Nurgle himself or one of his Greater Daemons. He could have had this Plaguebearer tortured to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it would mean nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden wanted his own medicine—his own weaponized cure—to force-feed this bastard and kill him with science.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Protean Apothecary slumped a bit, his voice low and digitized. \"Our research trajectory was flawed. We'll need to reanalyze a massive amount of data and begin an entirely new path of development.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The process may take at least one full Standard Terran year—assuming no further setbacks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Biomancer Sage answered frankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In scientific research, a mistaken direction was a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rendered most previous efforts obsolete and consumed even more time moving forward. For the Mechanicum, a wrong path could cost decades—if not centuries—and waste a tech-priest's entire life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Plague Research Institute was better equipped than most—backed by entire worlds, with vast manpower and resources to accelerate their work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even so… the Savior's Domain couldn't afford to wait that long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what if the next experiment failed again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Protean Apothecary bowed his head, unable to meet Eden's eyes. He had failed the one being he respected most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Eden did not scold him. Not even a flicker of disappointment crossed his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scientific progress always came with failure—he had expected this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, he had a backup plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked at the Apothecary and reminded him, \"You should seek a greater intellect. Only then might you find the true path.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean the Omnissiah…?\" the Apothecary asked hesitantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head and sighed. \"With the Machine God's guidance, we've already done everything possible… and still failed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't dare blaspheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, the AI construct known as Little Spirit had already provided all available biological data and computational support. Even the Goddess of Life, Aisha, had shared her sacred knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the plague… was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with the energy of the Little Sun and the Holy Sun, it wasn't enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe I'm just too small to wield such divine power, the Apothecary thought bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Eden said calmly. \"I'm not referring to the Omnissiah. Nor any other being.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I speak of the most intelligent entity in the universe—one who possesses all knowledge, past, present, and future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A being whose library contains every truth that was, is, or ever will be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The implication was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as the Apothecary listened, his expression changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the being Eden spoke of… was a terrifying Warp entity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Chaos God—master of change, curiosity, innovation, knowledge, and sorcery:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch, the Changer of Ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean… the Lord of—no! Please, my lord, I swear I would never commit such heresy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apothecary panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every tech-priest feared that name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, Tzeentch could offer knowledge—but always at a terrible cost. His gifts came laced with chaos and madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To invoke him was to risk eternal ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even suggesting contact with him was considered treason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apothecary glanced at the entrance, half-expecting Inquisition agents to storm in and drag him off to some black-site prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is the Savior testing me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Data and alarms raced through his cybernetic brain. Eden was too sharp—not even a stray thought escaped his awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within seconds, the Apothecary's mental defenses collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped to his knees and begged, \"Savior… I have felt the presence of that forbidden one—but I swear, I never once crossed the line!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My loyalty to you has never wavered!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure on him was immense. He yearned for the knowledge to create the perfect cure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And lately… a shifting blue silhouette had often appeared in his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That terrible being—Tzeentch—had been tempting him, whispering forbidden truths. It felt as if with that knowledge, the cure could be real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had refused. Again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how sweet the offer or how terrible the threats, he had never given in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he knelt, his sensors detected new arrivals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A squad of High Inquisitors from the Demon Inquisition entered the lab—cold, merciless, and fully armed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I accept any punishment…\" the Apothecary whispered, defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His faith had been tainted. Even if he had done nothing wrong… the thought alone was heresy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What punishment?\" Eden asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out and helped the man to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This domain needs people like you more than ever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the Inquisitors gave a slight bow and marched past them, forming a defensive perimeter around the isolation chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their orders were only to guard this place against incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…You're not here to arrest me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apothecary exhaled shakily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course not. So—did you see the blue bird-man?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden grinned. \"Thought so. My guess was right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll build a summoning altar. You're going to have a little chat with Tzeentch—see what answers he offers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Huh?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apothecary nearly screamed. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't even dare to reply—the Inquisition was still there!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence filled the lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The High Inquisitors, hearing the keywords, instinctively reached for their weapons and cast icy glares in the Apothecary's direction—then one by one… turned their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They heard nothing. Knew nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the great Savior chose this path, he must have his reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they going to arrest him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden also realized this wasn't the best place for such matters. He led the Apothecary to a more secluded area and reiterated his intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to make it clear: he was serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurgle, among the four Chaos Gods, had become obscenely powerful—threatening to surpass all others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch, who frequently toyed with Khorne or was pounded by him in turn, had always been Nurgle's truest rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where Tzeentch represented innovation, transformation, and chaos—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurgle stood for fatalism, stagnation, and blissful decay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, with the Plague War in full swing, Tzeentch was panicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been doing everything to obstruct Nurgle's rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had even reached out to the Plague Research Institute's chief researcher, offering knowledge to defeat the plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was truly desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now was the perfect time to consult the Changer of Ways. Ask a question—get a guaranteed answer. Tzeentch was practically begging to be useful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then… what do I do?\" the Apothecary asked, pale with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might be a Sage, but facing a Chaos God terrified him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden smiled. \"Don't worry. I'll go with you—to protect your soul.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his current power, shielding one mortal soul wasn't difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would send part of his own soul into the Crystal Labyrinth with the Apothecary—not just for protection, but also…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To see if he could swindle a little knowledge from Tzeentch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opportunities like this didn't come often.\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>",2856,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","d3da5927524d5122a21176eabe8b3d8210f2d3be61c63c4b0d7c2d1f528d1f66","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-419","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-417",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]