[{"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-424":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},1681294,2147,"Chapter 424 - 425. Savior: This is a Two-Pronged Attack!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-424",424,"\u003Cp>Ancient horn blasts echoed across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon the burning, flame-wreathed bloodlands, the armies of Khorne's daemons gathered, their formations stretching endlessly into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mere marching of their feet sent violent tremors coursing through the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was to be the greatest invasion the Blood God had launched against the galaxy in millennia, deploying eight times as many Bloodthirsters as ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And their supreme commander was none other than the Exalted Bloodthirster – Ka'Bandha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bore the hopes and expectations of all Khorne's daemons. They yearned for their favored champion to sever the heads of the Hope Primarch and the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a feat would be the greatest victory achieved by any Greater Daemon since the days of the Horus Heresy – a triumph that none could rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A snarling brass chariot ignited with bloodfire beneath him – once the mount of the Blood God Himself. This terrifying daemon engine alone possessed might akin to that of a powerful Greater Daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ka'Bandha had laid eyes upon it within the Brass Vault, he had seized it without hesitation, knowing only he was worthy of such a divine gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khorne had permitted his favored champion's audacity, praising his courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood God needed such ferocious, unstoppable warriors to conquer the galaxy in His name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, Ka'Bandha had also demanded stronger armor and a mightier battle-axe, pledging great victories in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, all of this came at a price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This campaign carried the weight of Khorne's and the entire realm's expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he fail, the Blood God's favored would face the harshest punishment imaginable – with no room for mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha stood tall upon his brass chariot, surveying the vast legion below. This was the pinnacle of his existence, commanding the bulk of Khorne's elite daemon forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully, he had not wished to march forth so soon, believing the time was not yet right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Khorne's urgings had come, again and again, until on the eighth demand, Ka'Bandha knew he could delay no longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He accepted the order to march, seizing the opportunity to demand further rewards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, with his newly gifted chariot, armor, and battle-axe, his confidence burned fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps…it is time to face that fated enemy – the Hope Primarch, the Savior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such were Ka'Bandha's thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was no longer who he once was. He possessed the strength and faith to defeat his hated foe and end his nightmares forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he would become even stronger, unstoppable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, even if he could not defeat him, he had confidence he could retreat safely. It was worth the risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka'Bandha unleashed a savage bellow, his maw spewing forth soul-scorching daemonic flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He issued his war command:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the name of the Exalted Bloodthirster – MARCH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brass bull-beasts hauling his monstrous chariot thundered forward, churning up volcanic ash and magma as they charged toward the colossal Brass Gates ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, the daemon legions surged in pursuit, the ground shaking beneath their advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would reach the Savior's territories, unleashing a war the likes of which had never been seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they would arrive before the Plague Lord could seize Ultramar, claiming a realm just as vast…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goliath Sub-Sector, Matila\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the entrance to the spaceport, a massive red banner hung, visible to every vessel:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the name of the Savior, build an unbreakable defense against the plague;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cooperate with disinfection and purification, sever every vector of disease;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uphold public hygiene, purify and beautify the environment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years earlier, the Savior's realm had launched a territory-wide campaign promoting hygiene, urging citizens to wash hands frequently, disinfect often, and cleanse any place where filth might accumulate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The results had been extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when plague struck worlds within the realm, casualties were far lower than elsewhere, and order remained stable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Treatment and eradication proceeded in an orderly fashion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SSSSHHHH—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mechanical arms extended, spraying disinfectant solution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A luxurious dark-gold shuttle descended through the orbital sanitation rings before gliding down toward the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the quarantine zone below, rows of white temporary tents housed tireless purification crews. Upon seeing the shuttle descending, they paused their thirteenth daily cleaning and bowed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For they recognized the shuttle's distinct emblem and livery – the mark of the great Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brown, what is the situation here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden disembarked from the shuttle, inclining his head slightly to the senior official who had come to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This official, named Brown, had earned great merit during the reconquest of Matila, rising step by step to become planetary governor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now his hair was tinged with grey, and he carried a dignified air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Eden always remembered the ragged little Brown who once followed behind Saint Fran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was this hazy memory that led him to promote Brown during a critical appointment, elevating him to planetary governor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ruler in his own right, equivalent to an Imperial Planetary Governor, though under many checks and balances from the Throneworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it spared him the crushing burdens of Imperial tithes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My Lord Savior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brown bowed respectfully, neither servile nor arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We established quarantine zones swiftly, containing casualties and reducing mortality to 0.4%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, our planet maintains 65% of its pre-plague productivity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within two months, that figure will rise further until full recovery.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excellent. Your work is commendable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded in approval. Among his many governors, Brown ranked among the most capable, despite not being a graduate of the core Loyalist Academy – only a later entrant who had completed supplementary training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true early-era veteran and practical administrator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued his inspection of the epidemic control zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the Plague Lord's supernatural influences, patients manifested varied symptoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon detecting infected individuals, planetary authorities immediately isolated them, categorizing by type. Those with mild symptoms could be cured simply by basking in the Holy Spire's sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For severe cases, however, intervention was necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plague had penetrated deep into their bodies. Direct exposure to intense holy light, while killing the disease, would also gravely harm or kill the host alongside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, patients were further classified by known or unknown pathogens, then divided into groups by physical, mental, or spiritual affliction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From there, increasingly fine sorting and numbering were conducted to identify the most dangerous cases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such meticulous efficiency, tens of thousands were separated into the smallest manageable units for progressive treatment and purification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Priests offered blessings throughout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once patients improved and became mild cases, they were sent to the Holy Spire for sunlight therapy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those deemed incurable with high mutation risk, destined to die, were given terminal care – allowing them to sleep without pain, their souls returning to the Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies were then taken to cremation sites, where priests prayed and sprinkled holy water before burning them to ash, ensuring total purification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step was performed rigorously, with quarantine officers, medical sisters, and purification unit officers each inspecting and approving the work before any process concluded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even something as simple as cleaning the floor required such formal validation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched the streams of medical sisters, medics, and priests clad in full sealed gear. Despite facing plague, they wore gentle smiles rather than fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were angels of mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's realm understood well: fear only hastened the spread and infiltration of plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, all medical personnel strove to smile, maintaining calm to comfort patients and bring warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the name of the Savior, take this candy – it won't hurt anymore, okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through his keen senses, Eden observed a scene within a sealed quarantine tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, a female medic knelt before a little boy, offering him a candy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T…thank you, nurse sister…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy sucked on the sweet, his pained expression softening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden could see the truth. The child could not be saved, not within this quarantine camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Current general medicines could not cure such deep plague corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the Savior's realm had newly developed purification serums that could cure him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were strategic-grade resources, costly beyond measure, with production only just beginning. They would not be spent on a single ordinary patient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by deploying them judiciously could the maximum lives be saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life was priceless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in this grim darkness of the far future, the worth of every soul was weighed carefully, each person's value squeezed dry in the war against Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even here, where the Savior's realm showed far greater humanity, such sacrifices were inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coldly speaking, these people were fortunate to be born here rather than in the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had this been Imperial territory, they would likely have received no treatment – merely thrown alive into mass incineration pits to stop the plague's spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That the Savior's realm offered this much was mercy itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the child's tender voice spoke again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nurse sister…when can I leave? Mommy and Daddy are taking me to the Holy World for the Emperor's Ascension Festival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We'll pray to the Savior's statue too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daddy said…it's so big, and if little kids pray to Him, they'll become smart. I've been waiting so, so long…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His family were laborers, and they had queued for many years for this one chance to visit the sacred world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps in their entire lives, this would have been their only glimpse of that hallowed place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alas, it was nothing but a fleeting dream now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nurse hesitated, then reached out to stroke the boy's head through her hazmat gloves, sticky fluid seeping through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very…soon. After this test, you'll be able to go out…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her heart ached. From her experience, the child's chances of passing that test were vanishingly small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the next time she saw him, the plague would have already devoured him completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh…let's at least let this child have a glimpse…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to their conversation, Eden let out a quiet sigh, unable to steel his heart completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand and gathered a gentle surge of psychic energy, casting it upon the boy to grant a temporary blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, golden, soothing light enveloped the child. Warm, holy life-force slowly drove away the plague within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before their eyes, his condition visibly improved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the Savior, a miracle has descended…this is the very blessing spoken of in the Redemption Scriptures!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female medic fell to her knees in prayer at the sight of this miracle, while priests rushed over to conduct a blessing ceremony, their gazes filled with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the quarantine zone, morale soared at this display of divine power, and patients felt renewed will to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the Savior who wrought this miracle did not reveal himself. Instead, he turned and departed silently with his entourage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For there were far more important tasks awaiting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kugath, damn that Plague Lord…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's expression darkened. While he could, out of a moment of mercy, save a single child through his blessings, he could not save them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless thousands were destined to die beneath the corruption of the plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he could do was eradicate the plague from his realm as swiftly as possible – to annihilate every Nurgle daemon daring to spread filth here and bring this nightmare to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already, the first batches of purification serums had been shipped to the worlds worst affected by plague, to cut off the infestation at its source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Matila was among the highest priority targets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to intelligence, the plague's severity within the Savior's realm was due to Mortarion, the Death Lord, Prince of Decay, having established a covert corruption network here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From it, foul energies of the Garden of Nurgle flowed continuously into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that network was not even activated yet. The damage it wrought was merely from its dormant state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once fully awakened, plague infection would spread catastrophically, inflicting unthinkable losses upon his realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would also paralyze the legions' ability to reinforce other fronts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, Eden had located the network's core node, hidden upon Matila itself, steadily exerting its malignant influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why plague here was so severe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what, he had to destroy this corruption network before matters worsened further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brown received a new report and immediately bowed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My Lord, as per your orders, all civilians in the target area have been evacuated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded, casting a glance at Carter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deploy the troops. Thoroughly search and cleanse that zone. Find and destroy the corruption device!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Factory District.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The endless roar of manufacturing machinery fell silent. The sprawling complexes were eerily still, devoid of any human presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of landing craft arrived, touching down upon the factory depot plaza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of Thunder Guardians and thousands of Void Angels disembarked, breaking into squads that fanned out swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each squad was accompanied by a psyker-savant carrying a sorcerous artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corruption device created by the Death Lord existed within the veil between reality and the warp. Ordinary sensors and mortal sight could never detect it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even psychic probing and augury tools would be blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the artifacts crafted by Zaraphiston could trace the filth's faintest echoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under a relentless, no-expense-spared sweep, the Space Marines soon located the corruption device's coordinates and sent a signal to the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, Eden's shuttle arrived with urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fully armed in battle-model golden armor, Eden advanced upon a massive factory hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a vast civilian goods production facility, towering several hundred meters high, a colossal steel beast sprawling across the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he led his Thunder Guardians and Void Angels into its cavernous interior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile outside, the Void Angels constructed layered defensive lines, positioning numerous super-heavy artillery pieces and melta weapon batteries. Dozens of special launchers were assembled, each loaded with pale, sacred missiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were taking no chances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior had gone all-in, bringing with him his realm's most prized strategic weapons – dozens of large-scale sacred ash missiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And above them, atmospheric control platforms floated into position over the factory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within their rainfall modules were tanks of concentrated purification serum, ready to unleash a cleansing downpour at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rain that would give Nurgle's daemons a thorough \"bath.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such rainfall was comparable to, if not even more effective than, sacred ash bombardments – tailor-made weapons against the daemons of Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior was preparing for the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the Death Lord himself, Mortarion, descended, he would pay a heavy price to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Factory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faint mechanical hums resonated through the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ts…no illusions, no warp traces…that damn moth's dark forging is impressive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden murmured as he approached the corruption device's suspected location, now within a hundred meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even at such close range, neither he nor his warriors could see any sign of blasphemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything appeared perfectly normal, devoid of rot or corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the sorcerous detection artifact, they would have only discovered it after activation, at the cost of countless lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the Savior, I see it…the corruption device…what blasphemy this is!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a Void Angel psyker gasped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other psykers around him immediately assumed combat stances, their psychic pressure flaring, pressing upon everyone's minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HUMMMMM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stepped forward into the zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as if he crossed a boundary of reality itself, entering a realm overlapping with the factory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the stench of Chaos overwhelmed him. The ground became a bubbling, reeking swamp, and rotting flesh hung from the surrounding machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clouds of black flies swirled above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising his eyes, Eden saw the corruption device suspended in the air – a massive tripod clockwork forged of rusted iron, glass, and vile intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stood as tall as the factory itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its center, a spherical core contained bubbling, incomprehensible fluid, around which three insane mainsprings wound perpetually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their central axle did not anchor in the material world but plunged into the warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most striking was the clock atop the structure, with three hands running counterclockwise, its pendulums swaying back and forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each tick, plague corruption deepened, and ghostly visions of Nurgle's Garden flickered into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mystifying thing…destroy it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could not begin to fathom its design. Chaos' dark forging arts were always so utterly nonsensical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it mattered not. He would simply obliterate it. The Mechanicus adepts could study the wreckage later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his command, heavy bolters, melta guns, demolition grenades, and psychic blasts all struck the corruption device in a massive barrage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it seemed unaffected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>POP—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden hefted a launcher and fired a small sacred ash missile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM— A miniature sun erupted, burning against the corruption device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely, more corruptive energies surged from the phantom of Nurgle's Garden, forming a protective barrier against the holy assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn…this thing even has special shielding with temporal traits!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Eden immediately used his psychic might to tear apart the factory's steel roof, exposing the corruption device to open air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it could no longer hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that instant, as he ordered concentrated fire, time itself seemed to warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden saw the vision of Nurgle's Garden grow clearer, a vast portal forming within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was coming through!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even worse, a new and far deadlier report arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His old rival, the Exalted Bloodthirster, Ka'Bandha, was charging this way – leading a force many times larger than their last clash, an unstoppable tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed he was determined to have their fated battle at last, unheeding of any persuasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it…when it rains, it pours. This is going to be a two-front war…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold dread tingled along Eden's scalp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To face both Nurgle and Khorne's legions at once – the Savior's realm would become the main battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He abruptly withdrew from the time-warped corruption zone, issuing full-scale combat orders to both his ground forces and orbital fleets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he summoned more reinforcements to Matila.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Eden urgently messaged his logistics department:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get me that Super Tsar – ship it here at maximum 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>",2981,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","23855da5896676122d6a6f907c0aa565055a6743b27d74174d1c4725d6283239","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-425","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-423",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]