[{"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-422":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},1681292,2147,"Chapter 422 - 423: The Changer of Ways: Is The Crystal Labyrinth About To Collapse?! All Of It?!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-422",422,"\u003Cp>Macragge's Honour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst blinding red light, the lift descended to its deepest level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Regent and Felix arrived in a chamber made entirely of iron, stained with dried blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an interrogation chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place for handling extremely dangerous entities. The walls were carved with runes, and scattered silver rings were nailed into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think he'll come?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the hatch boomed shut, the Regent asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix looked doubtful. \"My lord, this is rather far-fetched… we're dealing with the greatest liar in the galaxy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I trust my brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roboute Guilliman spoke with a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My Lord Guilliman, everything is ready…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ally, the Aeldari Farseer Nathas, approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the surrounding Grey Knights and Primaris Marines. \"The strands of fate have been read, though the crude minds around us make it difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all proceeds as planned. You may interrogate the daemon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the clatter of chains, the daemon prisoner and its guards came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prisoner was trapped within a stasis field where time did not exist. Its skin was a sickly pink, skull twisted with horn-like growths, mouth full of fangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most grotesque of all were its yellow eyes, with two compound pupils swirling beneath each iris, heralding infinite change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathas hesitated. \"My lord, the daemon bound within this man is a fragment of a Lord of Change. There is never truth in its words, even when it speaks truth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It will answer… it has no choice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman seemed to have received certain information, speaking with certainty. \"That bastard must tell the truth if it wants to salvage anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That learned brother of his had told him many things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giving him deeper understanding of the Warp and galactic affairs, and greater confidence in this plague war against his fallen brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemon prisoner saw Guilliman and began to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That man has been devoured by me, become a part of me, a part of the Changer of Ways. There is no salvation left, just like before.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prisoner continued, \"He is beyond saving… and so are you, my little mortal lord…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Begin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman ignored its words, unwilling to waste time arguing with a daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The runes on the Grey Knight's armour blazed as he chanted incantations in ancient Gothic, including the daemon's True Name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing its name, the daemon convulsed in agony, thrashing and pounding against its cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, curse you, son of the Accursed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the chanting grew louder, drowning out the daemon's roars, filling the entire chamber with its tortured howls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrifying warp energies thickened, causing some weaker Librarians among the Space Marines to collapse, quickly carried away by others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the psychic struggle ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemon prisoner froze in a twisted posture, black tears streaming from its eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ask then, child of the Accursed, nine questions may be answered, as is fitting for the sacred number nine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman pulled out a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just as the Savior's prophecy had said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Regent had long prepared for this, stepping forward to ask:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is Mortarion?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the daemon prisoner's mind, Tzeentch's will suppressed its desire to lie, bound by an unbreakable oath to speak truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew what Guilliman would ask, and would give the correct answers, to guide the war's direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All was within the plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways' will spoke the truth. \"Soon, he shall await you at Axus. Eight questions remain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is his plan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To kill you. Seven questions remain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By using disease, to honour the Plague Lord, master of seven and three. Six remain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It matches.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman glanced at his parchment notes, exchanging a look with Felix, faces brightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Change's answers aligned perfectly with the predictions of his brother – every single one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman slowly raised his head, casting a mysterious smile toward the daemon prisoner alongside Felix and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways' will sensed something was wrong. Things were slipping from its control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as if it were being mocked and put on display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Will my brother Lion awaken?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman suddenly asked a question unrelated to the current war. Since his brother had already predicted matters of the Plague War…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might as well ask about things closer to his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes… yes. Soon. Four questions remain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch's will faltered, forced to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman took a deep breath and asked about another lost brother. \"Where is Rogal Dorn now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The W… Warp! Four remain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This answer filled the Regent with joy – Dorn was still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, how could you ask that?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways' will panicked. Control was utterly lost. It wanted to end or destroy this contract.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman pondered how best to use his remaining questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was still so much he wished to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the Regent asked, \"How can Sanguinius be resurrected?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch's will hesitated between answering or forcibly destroying the pact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given that resurrecting Sanguinius required impossibly difficult conditions…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It decided to give a vague answer. \"To resurrect him, you will need…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as it was about to finish, it felt a catastrophic tremor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tremor originating from the Crystal Labyrinth, its source the Well of Eternity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Well's power fully erupted…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire hidden library would be destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its very essence would suffer irreparable damage – perhaps even annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemon prisoner's eyes showed unspeakable fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos God hidden within trembled in terror – far worse than when facing the son of the Accursed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch shattered the pact at all costs. The daemon prisoner vanished in an explosion of rainbow flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fled, leaving Guilliman and his allies staring at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Were my questions too difficult?\" Guilliman asked after a moment of silence, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The upheaval caused by the Well of Eternity was utterly terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could clearly sense that if its contained power were fully unleashed, it would annihilate the entire secret library.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps even cause unknown changes to the material universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the danger, this was the Changer of Ways' most precious treasure. If he truly blew it up…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That old bastard would come at him with everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since he was right in its domain. This was practically suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuc*!… goodbye!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden caught himself just in time, stopping before he asked the final, catastrophic question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly backed away from the Well's edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Well of Eternity seemed to erupt with survival instinct, halting all further probing and desperately calming its magical waters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the entire area stabilised, returning to its former stillness as if nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great weaver ravens circling above slowly returned to their perches, still visibly shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was too close… curiosity kills the cat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden restrained his aura, pretending nothing had happened as he walked away, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had nearly achieved humanity's greatest victory over Chaos – blowing up the Crystal Labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would have been even more insane than burning down Nurgle's Garden… but a bit too suicidal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the consequences were unknowable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seems the influence of higher-dimensional beings is still at play. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been such a catastrophic reaction.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pondered deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If that's the case, then my soul from a higher dimension… is inherently of a higher order than anything here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe that's one of the reasons my little sun's Warp essence is so explosively powerful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden quickened his pace away from the Well of Eternity, lest the weavers realise what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, Eden had no intention of touching the secrets of the Well of Eternity. Better to leave it for the Changer of Ways to explore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that big blue bird ever truly discovered its secrets, realised its fate was manipulated by a higher dimension… would it fall into depression?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps, there was never any secret to begin with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left that mysterious area and ventured deeper into the hidden spaces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hall of Schemes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless large black round tables filled this open chamber, providing a place for those within the secret library to convene and conspire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those Tzeentchian Greater Daemons who glimpsed destinies or uncovered key clues would gather here to coordinate their plots,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combining their unfathomable cunning to counter any foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, this hall brewed more schemes and treacheries than anywhere else in the galaxy. Every word or plan spoken here could affect billions of lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sending a planet or entire sector spiralling into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or causing the schemer themselves to be utterly ruined, dragged into deeper, more tragic fates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such was common in Tzeentch's domain. Schemes cut both ways, and from a certain perspective, failure was more likely than success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All is within the plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even so, these Lords of Change delighted in their games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Caw caw caw!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven or eight Lords of Change clustered around a black round table, whispering and exchanging secrets and viewpoints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These creatures had formed a temporary cabal, working toward a shared goal: to craft an ever more insidious scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their target – a wealthy planet within the Savior's realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a challenge. Many weavers had already shattered themselves against that world, their schemes ending in utter defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which only fuelled the interest of others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hold the deepest secret of a high-ranking official on that planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He's from the Coton Steward family, secretly bedding another official's wife… and sired a bastard child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One weaver spoke from the shadows in a low rasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The capital's shield energy core has developed faults. It will fail at a certain moment, and repairs will take even longer… especially if the tech-priest responsible suffers an accident.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another weaver's voice was sharp and thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I discovered something even better…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet another spoke. \"The Plague Lord's corrupt cult has already seeded themselves on that planet, lying dormant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These Lords of Change spoke one after another, revealing secrets and weaving connections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crafting a perfectly interlocked conspiracy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sought to detonate all tensions on that world during the Savior's plague crisis, plunging it into utter chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing all involved to struggle, turn upon each other, and descend into large-scale bloodshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allowing the plague cult to strike in the confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the world's defenders purged them in the end, they would be left gravely weakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tzeentchian daemons were immensely satisfied, debating details and timings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One weaver boasted confidently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps we should leave hints, to provoke that damned Daemon Inquisition of the Savior's realm…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, we should scrawl blasphemies against the Savior himself, to show how powerless he is against our schemes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scarred weaver snarled with hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wished to avenge himself upon the Savior, the Devourer of Daemons, for his past humiliations, to erase the fear and shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Caw, I agree.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant raven's suggestion won unanimous approval, with many voicing praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conspiracy was nearing perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think… this pathetic scheme will never succeed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a shadow who had been silent until now spoke, shattering their harmony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By Tzeentch above, what right have you to question us?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give us a reason!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lords of Change glared furiously at the insolent voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could not give a satisfactory reason, he would be scorned and attacked by all involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because… I said so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stepped out from the shadows into their sight. \"I, the Savior, the Primarch of Hope, say this scheme is destined to fail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All in favour? All opposed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had listened long enough to their plotting and could no longer bear it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than cleaning up after the scheme's chaos, it was better to cut it off at the source – and ideally make these ravens abandon any attempt to spread conspiracies on that world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior… how… how are you here?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't come any closer!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CAW!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lords of Change erupted in panic upon seeing the Hope Primarch, Savior, Devourer of Daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this be happening?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How had the Savior reached the depths of the Crystal Labyrinth? Had the Accursed One cast him down here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They fell into utter terror, scattering and taking flight in all directions, desperate to flee from this overwhelming being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the Savior's appearance triggered wider consequences. Other Lords of Change seated at the surrounding tables noticed the commotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several powerful beings closed in, their gazes wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden was unconcerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His guardians would arrive soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rainbow flame crashed down with explosive force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Balur led his cohort of massive daemons into the chamber, smashing aside all who tried to surround them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OUT OF MY WAY!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slapped down the nearest weaver with a single blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Madman…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His violent, fearless aura made many Lords of Change step back instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all knew this Weavemaster's reputation – Balur the Mad. (TL: At least I decided a name for this daemon.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had risen with terrifying speed into Tzeentch's top ninety-nine Greater Daemons. His bearing of the number nine was testament to his power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most Lords of Change prided themselves on refinement, plots, and subtle sabotage, civilised and elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Balur was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was nothing like Tzeentch's usual followers – far more like Khorne's savage berserkers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who angered him faced unending torment – no scheming, no stealth attacks, only direct, brutal pummelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grabbed and beaten again and again, until death or submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One weaver ranked among the top fifty had provoked Balur, and was beaten hundreds of times until he begged for mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since, they all treated him with wary respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one wanted to be stalked daily by such a lunatic. How could one focus on weaving schemes like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall fell silent under Balur's oppressive presence. Some weavers quietly moved aside – better let this madman deal with the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a rumour quietly spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shock and disbelief rippled through the gathered daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news said the Savior was here as a guest invited by Tzeentch himself, perhaps part of some vast plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the weavers abandoned any notion of attacking him. Many even discreetly avoided his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one wanted to be entangled in one of Tzeentch's plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For they knew well the Changer of Ways' capricious cruelty. Better to fight Khorne's berserkers than fall into Tzeentch's schemes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many had been toyed with, falling at the cusp of success, transformed by torment into hideous mindless abominations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch's poor reputation was well-earned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his own followers despised it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked upon Balur with a mix of respect, ridicule, and pity – feeling faintly superior in their wisdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poor madman, so easily stepping into Tzeentch's trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Balur ignored them, striding forward to stand before Eden. \"You and your companions have received the knowledge Tzeentch granted. You must leave now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well, let's go.\" Eden nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the Warp Physician and Zaraphiston had obtained the knowledge they needed. It was indeed time to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they lingered too long, those two might become completely corrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they returned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would have better cures against the plague, able to purge it swiftly from the Savior's realm and dismantle Nurgle's traps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he could rush to support Brother Guilliman on Ultramar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Balur and the great daemons escorting him, Eden strode boldly from the Hall of Schemes as if it were his domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one dared stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, he gathered the Warp Physician and Zaraphiston, and together they left the Crystal Labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to the material universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No… what has happened?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways rushed back to the Crystal Labyrinth at near-suicidal speed.\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>",2610,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","1e98f24ab0551268f22bc61fc6ba7ead50da16f73e79884800fed221e849212d","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-423","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-421",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]