[{"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-628":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},1681519,2147,"Chapter 628 629 – The Savior: This Is Bad, We Might Have To Hack Our Way Through!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-628",628,"\u003Cp>\"Tarko, record this down…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's voice was gentle yet forceful as he gave the order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The forging of Fortress-pattern Titans is not some reckless advance, but a substantial escalation in firepower with real battlefield value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity still stands on the brink of the abyss, hanging by a thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Forge Divisions are authorized to restart the Fortress-pattern Titan research project and will receive ample budget to construct even more powerful engines of war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only more colossal, harder-hitting weapons and engines can unleash storms of annihilation upon xenos and heretics, only they can safeguard the borders of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is a work of glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We humans shall usher in a new age of prosperity and rebirth and dominate the galaxy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden opened his mouth and immediately started \"speaking in slogans,\" line after line of high rhetoric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that could not be helped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Savior and Imperial Emperor now, he could not speak too casually in public. He had to make his stance and viewpoint clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was him issuing directives to the Forge Divisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply put, it was: hurry up and research even bigger, meaner Fortress-pattern Titans for me, mount even heavier ship-grade main batteries on them—the kind that can blast heretics and xenos into fine paste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the budget, there was nothing to worry about. So long as you dare to ask, I, the Savior and Imperial Emperor, dare to approve!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, start overtime and get to work immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity's revival and prosperity rests on your shoulders. If you get it done, glory and rewards will be piled on without limit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was only the Imperial Emperor's verbal expression. Afterwards, his secretariat would fully internalize and polish his directive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would then turn it into a more rigorous document to be transmitted down to the Forge Divisions and coordinate the organization of this entire forging project.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A project of such scale required the cooperation of multiple departments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the thunder of artillery on the battlefield, Eden finished issuing his instructions to the Forge Divisions. This was also to buy time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the demand for practical firepower had always been a top priority for the Savior's Dominion. It was something that could not be delayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the Imperium of Man, there is no such thing as \"enough\" firepower. The more the better, the fiercer the better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had just finished giving his orders when he noticed the gazes of Lion, Guilliman, and the other Primarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those eyes were filled with a hunger for overwhelming force, and, frankly, looked a bit pleading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately understood and waved his hand grandly. \"Once the new batch of Fortress-pattern Titans rolls off the lines, each of us brothers gets one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Primarch brothers were obviously drooling over Fortress Titans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would not want such terrifying firepower? Especially for siege operations—blows harder than any general's artillery, a single salvo enough to cripple an enemy fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarchs were delighted by how generous the Savior was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, none of the other Primarchs would ever share any of their war engines. They would keep everything for their own Legions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let alone something as precious as a Fortress-pattern Titan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Eden, on behalf of the Knights of Caliban, I thank you for your gift…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lion was genuinely moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the generosity and warmth between brothers here, so different from the long-standing grudges and feuds between Primarchs during the Great Crusade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This magnanimity of the Savior, this refusal to draw lines of \"yours and mine,\" earned him even more respect and goodwill from the Lion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lion now somewhat understood why the Emperor—their father—would choose the Savior as the Imperial Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only this way could all those past grievances be dissolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If any other Primarch took the throne, there would inevitably be brothers who refused to accept it, creating cracks in Imperial unity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our firepower still is not enough. We have to prepare for the worst…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had just walked out onto the viewing platform of the bastion's balcony when scattered artillery shells came streaking in, only to be stopped cold by the shielded force fields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the scorched, blackened scar gouged into the ground to the horizon by the lance weapon and murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Primarchs, hearing this, all felt numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior was really good at praising himself—by his own standards this was pure humblebragging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Eden was not boasting. He was genuinely worried that humanity's firepower was still far from sufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard to deal with the new threats out there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, the most recent abomination to appear—whether it was an avatar of a Dark God or some resurrected form of Horus—even the fleet's shipboard guns struggled against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Savior's Dominion had not researched the Armor of Redemption beforehand, he would probably not even have a way to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Chaos Gods escalated their own military might, he, too, had to keep building up his own strength. It was essentially an arms race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ideally, he wanted to reach the point where he could bombard Chaos Gods directly with artillery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, fresh tremors shook the ground as the Titan battle group caught up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They encircled the Imperial Emperor, reforming into an offensive formation and helping clear away Chaos abominations that strayed too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although this Fortress-pattern Titan's firepower was devastating, its lance batteries needed a recovery period after each shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recycling the ship-grade lances planet-side required a stretch of time, nearly ten times longer than their firing intervals in space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, its other weapon systems could still be used during that window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, Eden issued the order to continue the advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial Emperor ended its firepower-focused defensive posture, rose back to its full height, and then led the Titan battle group charging toward the command nexus where the Fallen Phoenix lurked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a brutal bulldozer, it rolled forward along the charred black path, crushing everything in its way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark pink mists filled the great hall; torture implements dripped with fresh blood; twisted tentacles writhed and flexed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was clearly a domain of ecstasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of a sudden, a shrill scream rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix, Fulgrim, smashed his goblet and sprang up from his throne, his tone dripping with venom and rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him hovered a sorcerous projection, displaying the scene of the Savior's Fortress-pattern war engine leading a Titan battle group in their advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the battlefield setbacks, what enraged him even more was how the Savior was hogging the limelight. Such violent, headlong thrusts had already drawn the attention of the gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim had only just fought hard to obtain this chance to command the host and wanted to use it to win more attention from the higher powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To feed his own vanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, no one was paying him any mind. The Savior's aggressive advance had stolen all eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In less than an hour, the Imperium's Titan group will reach this sector. We have to decide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do we draw out their torment, or temporarily withdraw to a safer area?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain of the Emperor's Children, Lucius the Eternal, hissed through his serpent tongue. As he spoke, he let out low groans of pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Slaaneshi champion was bound with torture devices that constantly flayed his flesh and drove barbed steel thorns into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was nearly unkillable, able to draw power from his own agony and torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim glanced sideways at this grotesque creature in distaste. Even as his own gene-sire, he still found Lucius somewhat deranged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mainly because this fallen Primarch's perversions differed from Lucius' in kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a sense, Fulgrim played much harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, we stop them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim's gaze locked onto the Savior's Fortress war engine, his eyes icy cold:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since that vain, affected hypocrite dared to break away from his main force to strike at us, then we shall indulge him properly…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's Titan group might look impressive, but Titans alone could never win a war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fool had driven too deep into the Chaos lines. Without the support of the Imperial host, the Titans would soon become isolated and exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how powerful a Titan's guns may be, how many daemons can they really kill?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of stunned shock, the forces of Chaos had already recovered and were organizing fresh offensives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the daemons closed in around the Titan god-machines, many of their weapons could be nullified. Those long-range guns would be impossible to bring to bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the enemy needed to do was swarm the Titan hulls and wantonly destroy their mechanical structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough ants can bite an elephant to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also why, whenever Titan god-machines marched, there had to be masses of Space Marines deployed around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For all their firepower, Titans were fragile. They needed large numbers of troops to protect them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, you could keep too many enemies from entering inside the radius of the void-shield bubble and threatening the god-machine itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's strike looked ferocious and imposing, but in truth, his chances of victory were extremely slim and the risks immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an operation served no purpose beyond showing off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, as Fulgrim stared at the image in the sorcerous projection, a flicker of envy passed through his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, he was howling with jealous hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the Savior was just too good at posturing, and the Fallen Phoenix could not allow anyone to be more ostentatious than himself in this universe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hoo~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim took a long breath to steady himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He brushed back his long black hair, his expression sharp and heroic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His style as a Fallen Phoenix had changed quite a bit—no longer a pure fop, but a heroic fop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his hair was now dyed black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to the Savior's existence, black hair had become the sexy, high-status color of the galaxy and the Warp alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many nobles were imitating it, all rushing to dye their hair black, as if failing to do so stripped them of their nobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is the kind of influence authority and power have—enough to reshape people's ideas of beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Fulgrim now found his old silver hair a little garish and had quietly switched to black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His armor and attire also heavily imitated the Savior's style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw nothing wrong with this. In fact, he felt that with the same aesthetic he could outdo the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he needed to do was use this war to remove the Savior and become the one and only.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That hypocrite thinks himself strong, and to show off he has thrown his Titan battle group into danger. How foolish can you get?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix stared at the projection of the Savior and suddenly broke out into wild laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He issued fresh orders:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go, Lucius. This is a good opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destroy that Fortress engine. Destroy every Titan god-machine the Savior brought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk, just thinking about it makes me laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We can hardly wait to see him clutching his chest in anguish, full of regret, looking like the perfect clown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really want to see how that hypocrite plans to cross billions of daemons to get to me once he has lost his ride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is he going to crawl his way over inch by inch?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim's voice twisted, slipping back and forth between mocking and vicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slumped back into his throne, clutching his stomach as he let out a coquettish, poisonous laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after laughing for a while, the Fallen Phoenix still did not feel satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to mock that hypocrite face-to-face to feel truly appeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim reached out and used sorcery to contact the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the pink mist gathered into a spectral mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's upper body appeared in it, with Lion, Guilliman, and the other Primarchs standing behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all looked in Fulgrim's direction. Guilliman's eyes in particular burned with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How touching of you to come so far just to look for me. Unfortunately, it's all meaningless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim lounged comfortably on his throne, looking down his nose at the Savior and the Primarchs behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so pleased with himself that his voice was downright grating. \"Hypocrite, you idi—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you saying?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the Savior frowned and cut him off, tilting his head and cupping his ear in puzzlement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he could not hear properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and pushed more warp-power into the spell-link, reinforcing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his voice. \"Hypocrite! You idi—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's going on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior once again interrupted the Fallen Phoenix, as if asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is there a problem with the warp-link? Why can we not hear that guy's voice?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible…\" Fulgrim frowned, now confused himself as he checked the sorcerous array. \"The spell-link is perfectly fine. How could it fail to transmit sound?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I'm lying to you, you utter fool.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the Savior's mocking voice rang out, and he wore an expression like a man watching a clown show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Lion and the other Primarchs behind him wore the look of people watching an idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim stared at the Savior, suddenly flustered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could react, the warp-link was forcibly severed by the Savior, and the projection dissolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huff, huff, huff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim's breathing turned labored and his chest heaved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to reconnect with the Savior through sorcery, but the attempt was rejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix realized the Savior had blocked him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he understood that, his vision went black for a moment, then flushed blood-red with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even thick layers of makeup could hide the furious crimson suffusing his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell over the great hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius and the other Slaaneshi warriors looked at this scene, not quite sure how to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many other Slaaneshi entities lowered their heads to hide their smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was absolutely not the time to laugh out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their gene-sire's methods of torment went far beyond anything they could imagine—even Slaaneshi warriors often could not endure them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Lucius himself had been known to faint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hy… hypocrite!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim let out a shrill screech, his serpent's tail smashing apart the exquisite furnishings around him, even shattering the throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glared viciously at the Emperor's Children and the rest of the Slaaneshi host:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get out. All of you, get out there and destroy that Titan battle group. Make sure the Savior is utterly defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where is the poison? Bring me more toxins, the kind potent enough to slay any Primarch!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix's fury had reached its peak, and he went berserk, smashing everything nearby to vent his wrath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the hall, the Emperor's Children elite assembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had once been among the Emperor's most beloved and favored Legions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Third Legion of Europa's noble houses had been given the finest armor and the most sacred regalia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now all of it was twisted, sprouting hideous tentacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor's Children hefted power swords shaped like torture implements and mounted all manner of sonic weaponry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Lucius' command, they marched furiously toward the Savior's position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These Chaos warriors would join the endless daemon hordes to annihilate that isolated Fortress war engine and its Titan battle group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If necessary, they would use sorcery to teleport aboard those war engines and sabotage their machinery from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Fortress-pattern Titan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden used his psychic power to shatter the Fallen Phoenix's warp sorcery construct and then temporarily blocked the other party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head and sighed softly. \"I really don't get that guy. He just had to come here looking to be insulted…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of the Savior's little tricks in trash-talk duels—when facing scum like the Fallen Phoenix, you absolutely must not give them a chance to spit their abuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You certainly cannot let them enjoy themselves. Just one clean combo to take them out is enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lion and the other Primarchs nodded, deeply convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had learned something new again. As expected, Brother Eden really knew what he was doing. That traitor Fulgrim was probably already losing his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We've driven deep into the Chaos lines. Are we really fine like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lion heard the howls echoing from all directions as wave after wave of daemonic hordes surged in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The powers of Chaos had dispatched even more daemon armies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Imperial Emperor and the Titan battle group had pushed far from the Imperial defensive lines and could scarcely expect any support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cautioned, \"Maybe we should hurry and summon the armies, then continue the advance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lion remembered Eden saying that the Imperial Emperor mounted a large beacon device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could pierce the interference of the warp and broadcast a beacon signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would mark their location and guide in the deployment of reinforcements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, the entire planet was wrapped and corrupted by a Chaos vortex, Chaos lines threaded through twisting warp-space everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Imperial Emperor needed the guidance of the Savior and the Primarchs to plot its forward course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without beacon guidance, the fleet might well drop their troops into some unknown region by accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now was clearly the time to call in the armies, or the Imperial Emperor and the Titan battle group would struggle to withstand this many daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse yet, more and more daemons had already broken through the Titan battle group's firepower cordon and begun threatening the war engines directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a few melta bombs could cripple a Titan's legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're about at the right spot. It is indeed a good place to summon the armies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded and raised his hand slightly to give the order. \"Tarko, fire the beacon. Have the fleet drop the troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We need massed power-armoured infantry, automated long-range battle automata, and servo-drones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Savior lifted his hand, a lance of white light shot up into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarchs broke into smiles at the sight—but the smiles froze a second later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the beam lasted only a few seconds before flickering and going out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's going on?\" Eden frowned and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The beacon device is being corroded by unknown warp-energies. The communication priests are urgently recalibrating the data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They claim that under the Machine-Goddess' protection the beacon will remain usable; they just need a bit of time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tarko reported calmly as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eeden said nothing, instead turning to Lion and the other Primarchs:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like this is the Changer of Ways' handiwork. While the beacon is under repair, we'll have to brace for a boarding action.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already spotted those purple-and-pink Emperor's Children Chaos Marines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have to prepare for the worst—for example, breaking out with no reinforcements at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden thought for a moment and added, \"And if other fallen traitors show up right now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We may have to face even greater danger…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was really no way around it, he would just have to pay a higher price to invoke the Armor of Redemption and then, alongside his Primarch brothers, hack a bloody path through the daemon tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was one of the backup plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Get +20 Extra Chapters On — P@tr3on \"Zaelum\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Every 500 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter Drop]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thanks for Reading!]\u003C\u002Fp>",3198,"2026-06-06T13:29:21.401Z",1,"novelbin.me","3cfd3e9dd45f835040fe160ff70da8e49a0f096649b6d5b9557dfe91a4ada0a4","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-629","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-627",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]