[{"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-430":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},1681300,2147,"Chapter 430 - 431 – Grey Knights Grand Master: Oh My Emperor, This Feels Good!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-430",430,"\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient brass gates rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armies of Khorne, harnessing the vast energies of wars raging between the stars, appeared on the fringes of Ultramar, heading toward the Plague Stars occupied by Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Supreme Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha, he led another force to hunt for the Dark Prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forces within Ultramar and the Plague Stars grew ever more active, as the followers and warriors of Nurgle, Khorne, and Tzeentch moved out on all fronts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyranids, Orks, Aeldari, Necrons, T'au, and Chaos Space Marines each selected their targets, launching ever fiercer offensives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These star systems were engulfed in war, with battles raging everywhere, fires of conflict burning ceaselessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One civilization after another, withering under plague, was illuminated in the darkness…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Temporary Savior's Sanctum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In midair, a giant star map projection flickered, dotted with dense red markers and symbols, updating every moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the torrent of data and constant updates overloaded the system slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It flickered nonstop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like Father Nurgle is reinforcing again…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked at the star map covered in red dots and sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That being's strength is immense… to fight so many armies alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the latest intelligence—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than 600 civilized worlds and over 2,000 planets in these star systems had erupted into brutal wars recently, with tens of thousands of armies involved, if not more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost every faction and species was engaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Plague Lord had deployed even more forces, accelerating his invasion here, fighting all enemies simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How terrifying was that?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, this was only the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had reason to believe that Khorne and Tzeentch had not yet committed their full might, waiting for the moment to deliver a killing blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…That's not right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A frown creased his brow as he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The three Chaos Gods are all fighting now, aiming to cripple one another… except Slaanesh, that bastard, who's just sitting back to reap the spoils.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn't good news. While the other three fought ferociously and the Imperium waged desperate war, Slaanesh was lying low, preserving power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, it could let Slaanesh seize victory and grow stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be bad for everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an obvious truth—surely Tzeentch wouldn't miss it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden pondered. Slaanesh had indeed been keeping a low profile lately, working hard to remain hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn't even sent him any decadent illusions or alluring temptations recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch… this can't go on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stroked his chin thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd need to plant agents to remind Khorne and Tzeentch not to leave that slippery bastard Slaanesh out of the slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was going to be a fight, everyone had to join in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could act, he received intel from a cunning Slaaneshi daemon-spy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"During Nurgle's invasion of Slaanesh's realm, both Khorne and Tzeentch simultaneously sent more armies to attack, causing massive losses for Slaanesh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden read this and laughed aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So they beat up the sixth player before the real game even began, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The timing of Khorne and Tzeentch's attacks was cunning indeed—striking while Nurgle invaded, ensuring Slaanesh wouldn't dare ally with Nurgle later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they eventually turned on Nurgle, the thoroughly beaten Slaanesh would probably sit back to watch the show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Double losses were always better than a single win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After checking on the Warp's situation, Eden no longer concerned himself with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His current focus was Ultramar. He needed to finish matters here first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched the star map for a while longer before giving up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The countless appearing and disappearing red dots were dizzying to follow. It was chaos incarnate. Best leave this to the command staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just needed a general overview.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent tremor shook the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked out the observation window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, a grotesque corruption engine collapsed under heavy cannon fire and blessed bone-ash rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The polluted skies reflecting Nurgle's garden shattered like fragile foam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant he and the Regent's forces had destroyed one of the corruption engines, ending its plague contamination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was why he had preemptively modified Axx's environment—to stop corruption engines from drawing any foul Warp energy from the planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hummm~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the corruption engine fell, whispers seemed to echo across the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed traces of a foul network growing thicker in its stench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nurgle daemons swiftly reacted to the threat against their corruption web.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In regions across Axx, the skies flickered with reflections of Nurgle's Garden. All corruption engines went into full activation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sights were so vile that any ordinary human glimpsing them risked instant corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, the Savior's forces had completed evacuation drills long beforehand, moving all civilians into underground shelters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would see nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when the war was won would they emerge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or, if the defense of Axx's hospital world failed, they would perish with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden turned away, stepping into a sealed chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter and his Thunderguard Champions saluted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded, stepping into an enormous armoring frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A maid respectfully took his ornate robe as he shed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Underneath, his body was clad in a dark-gold skintight underlayer covered with inactive silver circuitry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The circuits formed complex spiral patterns, linking to metallic ports along his limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arm me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spread his arms and gave the command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the direction of the chief armorsmith, the armoring team began fitting pieces of his armor onto his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This dark-gold power armor was immense, each part requiring servo-assisted lifters to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet they worked swiftly, completing the process in minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armor sealed with a hiss, its power core igniting, thin flames flickering from the joins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord,\" Carter reported, \"the Heretic Abominations have begun attacking corruption engine nodes across the warzone. The Regent has moved to the core node.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Holy Wall is also ready to deploy at any moment—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurgle's daemons attacked relentlessly, and the Holy Wall could only be used once. It had to be timed perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're going to the core node as well,\" Eden said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's where this battle will be decided.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flexed his armored hands, then reached for the weapons rack, taking up Glory, a cobalt-blue power sword, and Arbiter, a bolt pistol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both were legendary relics—spoils he had claimed from the Regent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he and Carter's team boarded a shuttle bound for the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard the shuttle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sat at the open hatch, feeling the wind whip past, gazing down at the battlefields below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Axx was now blanketed in smoke and plague corruption, though all such incursions remained contained within defensive lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a hundred thousand elite warriors manned those lines, holding back the tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monstrous Great Unclean One bellowed in midair, only for blue lightning circles to flare up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grey Knights formed a tight phalanx, their wards conjuring chains of lightning to bind the daemon temporarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Corruption…!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast spat vile bile in rage, corroding everything it touched. Several Grey Knights had half their bodies dissolved, yet still stood tall with their spears braced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faith was unbreakable as they chanted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are the Grey Knights. Faith is our armor. Sacrifice is our shield. Purity is our blade. We are the wall that shall not break!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a healing light washed over them, driving out the daemon's corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strength renewed, they reinforced their binding circles, dragging the Great Unclean One to its knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grey Knights Grand Master roared, driving his radiant halberd into the daemon's chest:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the Emperor's light, BE PURGED!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a scream of agony, the daemon's body disintegrated into cinders, banished back to the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Master tore off his ragged cloak, standing with his brothers as they watched the skies where the shuttle vanished into the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bowed their heads in respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew it was the Hope Primarch Savior who had just reached out to aid them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the Grand Master's eyes narrowed. He raised his storm bolter and fired a burst of psychic-infused rounds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattering a Plaguebearer that had tried to sneak up on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could catch their breath, a larger Warp rift tore open, disgorging countless Nurgle daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Great Unclean Ones, nearly identical, stomped forth, followed by five more massive Nurgle daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven powerful Plague Lords appeared at once!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"HAHAHAHAHA!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Unclean Ones leered with evil intelligence in their rotting eyes, speaking in unison:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pathetic lapdogs of the Corpse-Emperor… your pitiful strength is spent. You cannot halt the plague's advance. This battlefield will become a wasteland of rot and despair…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier attack had only been a probe. Now came the true assault!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They laughed so hard that their guts and pus spilled from gaping wounds, forcing them to scoop it all back in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black plague marshes spread outward with every step they took.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry up… let me hook out your intestines,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both daemons rasped, raising rusted scythe-hooks coated with Father Nurgle's most virulent viruses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sheer aura of horror pressed down on the Grey Knights, suffocating them, black fungal growth blooming across their armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Our arts cannot hold back such abominations any longer…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grey Knights Grand Master slumped slightly, his armored form seeming to collapse under its own weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps… we have failed the faith of the Grey Knights, having to rely on other powers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then nodded firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… it is time to use them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were exceedingly rare strategic-level resources, to be deployed only at the most crucial moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Master issued a new order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grey Knights glanced at each other, then formed a new defensive formation, letting the Nurgle daemons close in around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, the Paladins among them removed special equipment from their armor, assembling it swiftly and handing it to the Purifiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those Purifiers, pure of mind and masters of psychic arts, cloaked themselves in holy flame, like walking torches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With utmost reverence, they accepted the launcher-like weapons, revealing the warheads within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Master himself hefted an even larger launcher onto his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Great Unclean Ones paused, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What were these lapdogs of the Corpse-Emperor doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, Grey Knights faced Greater Daemons with solemn incantations, chanting litanies or inscribing wards on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or desperately flipping through their tomes to seek the daemon's True Name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These psychic elites usually defeated daemons through esoteric arts rather than brute firepower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now… they were using rockets against them?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was unprecedented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pathetic little fools… you really think those toys can—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They began to jeer, but then froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw the ammunition loaded in the Grand Master's massive launcher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their rotting eyes widened in horror, words choking in their throats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father… how can they possibly have… That's a Cursed One's weapon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the Grey Knights carried were the Savior Primarch's most feared creations—Holy Bone-Ash Shells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven of them. Six small shells, and one medium shell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Unclean Ones and the Plague Daemons felt true terror. A chill of dread rose from their very souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't how they had been fighting just moments ago! Why were these fools bringing out such horrors just for them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That couldn't be right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unfortunate Greater Daemon that had attacked earlier had merely been banished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if they died under Cursed weapons like these, there would be no return. Oblivion awaited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Great Unclean Ones exchanged a glance, their thoughts in perfect sync.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had only one instinct left:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside was too dangerous. The Garden of Nurgle was safer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RUMBLE—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Unclean Ones turned and fled, their vast bodies quivering, spilling pus and organs in their wake. Their swollen feet crushed countless Nurglings and Plague Zombies beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Great Daemons and daemonkin all followed, stampeding in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzzt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A psychic barrier suddenly rose, blocking their retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They tore it down swiftly, but in their panic they stumbled, crashing to the ground with earth-shaking force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they could rise, they felt the dread power of the cursed weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the Emperor's name—begone, foul abominations!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seven Holy Bone-Ash Shells fired, streaking towards them at blistering speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Great Unclean Ones instinctively raised their arms to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, the shells exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One large and six small—seven spheres of sacred golden radiance enveloped the battlefield, incinerating everything in their wake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurgle's daemons were reduced to ash within the holy inferno.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Unclean Ones shrieked as their flesh charred away, their souls consumed until nothing remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were utterly purged by the light of the Holy Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the golden radiance finally faded—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grey Knights stared, stunned, at the scorched remains scattered across the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemons they once needed to fight to the death with all their strength… were gone in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all they had done was pull a trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any warrior pure of faith or bearing psychic gifts could wield such weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, more golden flashes erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked up to see an abomination-engine collapse under bombardment from a larger Bone-Ash shell, the foul sky above it clearing instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Grey Knights moved to perform cleansing rites upon the daemon remains—only to find there was nothing left to purify.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground was clean. Immaculate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raindrops began to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's Purification Corps moved quickly, spraying diluted cleansing agents from massive tanks across the battlefield. Grasses and flowers sprouted wherever the rain touched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grey Knights stood silently in that gentle drizzle, complex emotions welling within them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Savior's logistics teams first offered them these holy weapons, they had been reluctant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They believed their psychic arts and millennia of daemon-hunting expertise were superior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, having used these legendary relics, they felt the truth of their power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For countless centuries, the Grey Knights had been the Imperium's greatest daemon hunters, without peer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every Grey Knight was a psyker. The standards for candidate selection rivaled even the Adeptus Custodes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding stable, powerful, utterly loyal psykers was rare beyond measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even after Inquisitorial approval, candidates faced initial trials, vocational training, and the Six Hundred and Sixty-Six Rites of Abomination—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then could they become a sacred Grey Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The training grounds of Titan were littered with the bones of those who failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, they endured even harsher training to master the arts needed to battle the worst horrors of the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now… the Savior's Holy Weapons were so mighty that even untrained warriors could wield them against the greatest daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those Grey Knights themselves struggled to defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They felt a sour pang in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Times were changing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Brotherhood Champion sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He, a daemon hunter with centuries of experience, was eclipsed utterly by these holy relics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look at the Grand Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient warrior's head was bowed, his armored shoulders slumped in silent desolation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord…\" the Champion stepped forward, hoping to offer comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he approached, he heard a strained chuckle from the Grand Master, tinged with awkward flattery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior… I am Koven, Grand Master of the Grey Knights Seventh Brotherhood…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began speaking eagerly over the vox-link.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, yes, our holy munitions are depleted. We require resupply. Perhaps… the Grey Knights will need your support for some time to come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes… yes indeed…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Master had fully grasped the power of the Holy Weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the Imperium's ultimate tools against the daemonic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they could not beat them… they would join them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For if another Imperial force gained access to the Savior's Bone-Ash shells, the Grey Knights' prestige would be lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the future, when Chaos Greater Daemons appeared, why deploy Grey Knights to fight in brutal melee when someone else could simply bombard them into oblivion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that point, the Grey Knights might be relegated to dealing with minor daemon incursions—chanting litanies, performing rites, little more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, the Imperium might reduce investment in them altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Training a Grey Knight cost as much as some small warships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a terrifying prospect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this situation, the Grey Knights had no choice but to secure the Savior's support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Master ended the communication, then turned to the Champion, regaining his solemn bearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Champion, gather the Grey Knights. We are going to the Savior's supply depot to collect more Holy Weapons!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We… we can obtain more of such sacred relics?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grey Knights shook off their conflicted emotions, excitement flaring in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to complex runic chants and close-quarters combat, there was something deeply satisfying in bombarding daemons from afar and watching them wail in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That… was true daemon hunting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war on Axx's hospital world raged on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having acquired new Holy Weapons, the Grey Knights raised their voices in praise of the Emperor, charging swiftly to new battlefields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the Grey Knights—version 2.0.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Juggernaut Chapter's defensive zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss stood with his Ogryn warriors, saluting crisply as the dark-gold shuttle roared overhead, carrying their gene-father, their Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned, adjusting his glasses, addressing his warriors for their pre-battle briefing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brothers of the Juggernaut Chapter… this is our first great war. We must present our greatest victories to our magnificent Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Savior once told us—'Train an army for a thousand days, use it in a single moment…'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Chapter Master Dovaro of the Nova Warriors, an Indomitus Primaris veteran, was polishing his power sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scowled at their florid oratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are these Ogryns giving a speech like some scribe from Terra… so damned fussy…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was starting to doubt these \"weird Ogryns'\" combat prowess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the unusual location of this corruption incursion, they would be fighting side by side with these Ogryn warriors on the defensive line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzzt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, unidentified slimy fluid dripped from above, corroding the grass below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemons of Nurgle… had arrived.\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>",3000,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","fb8d7232b8f9cb753bc65d4aa91a9decba5935890712c67d52af6faaf53609dd","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-431","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-429",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]