[{"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-631":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},1681522,2147,"Chapter 631 - 632 – A Mere Little Trap Can’t Do Anything To My Brother Guilliman!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-631",631,"\u003Cp>\"Chaos is almost certainly running some kind of plot against me… and it looks like it touches fate and causality too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden thought to himself as he walked down the fortress corridor toward the private meditation chamber deep inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every major vehicle of his basically had a special meditation cell like this built into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was only halfway there when a sharp sound rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the lumen strips blew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On its own, that would have been perfectly normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the scene that appeared before his eyes made Eden's pupils contract hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again he saw the sacred number of the Changer of Ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the blown lumen, the pattern of light and shadow had shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own silhouette and the shadow of a cable on the wall combined into a huge, unmistakable \"9\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That twisting \"9\" swayed with the light, like some fanged, grinning shadow-daemon baring its teeth at him and laughing without restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no coincidence anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was naked provocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways had seized hold of his fate and was brazenly flaunting the threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meant the god was absolutely confident that Eden would, by his own steps, walk into the trap exactly as foreseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How terrifying was that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this galaxy, no one dared claim they did not fear or dread the Changer of Ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Emperor Himself had to be wary of His schemes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, even He could be dragged into a tragic destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that damned stirrer-of-shit has basically come straight out and told me I'm about to get screwed, and there's nothing I can do about it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden understood one thing with absolute clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason he'd been able to live so comfortably until now was because he had managed to sidestep the Changer of Ways' interference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he would already have slid, unknowingly, into defeat and some miserable fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He considered a disturbing possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have I simply become more and more integrated into this world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is my bond with it tightening to the point that Tzeentch can now use His power to directly interfere with the course of my fate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My deepest-level disguise shouldn't have blown already… right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more Eden thought, the more his mind spun. His confidence was not what it had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who knew they were walking step by step toward a trap, yet had no idea where the trap actually lay,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>would be anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his thoughts wandered, the \"9\" on the wall seemed to draw closer and closer, turning into a grotesque maw as if to swallow him whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an in-your-face manifestation of the uncanny made Eden even more uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a long breath, turned, and strode faster toward the meditation chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Amitabha… God bless me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it came to a straight-up fight, Eden would not worry at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Head-on clash, hammer it out, that was all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed in science.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it came to metaphysical nonsense like this, anybody's heart would start to feel uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when that metaphysics was tied to karmic causality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a former Cantonese like him, this kind of thing really hit where it hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You had to respect auspiciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just for good luck, he had even planted two money trees at the entrance to the Savior's Sanctuary in the Webway, and set up defense fields around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn't have someone accidentally knocking over the money trees and wrecking the feng shui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the war on Kalisde had reached its decisive moment, every factor had to be taken into account, metaphysics included.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doing more positive things was better than doing nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with such a blatantly ill-omened sign of the Changer's sacred number, he had to find something to offset it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's choice was a fortune-changing rite, using positive things from his previous life to counter and suppress the bad omen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty the Savior, your rite has been prepared.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A priest of the Urth Ecclesiarchy approached, bowing deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of incense clung to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Ecclesiarchy's purging incense mixed with sacred oils, proof they had already conducted a round of benedictions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the rite would be performed personally by the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one else was allowed to enter that meditation chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. After this, go to the engine section and pray there as well. Burn more incense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dispel as much Chaotic interference as you can.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eeden nodded with satisfaction as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he issued several orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only the Ecclesiarchy clerics inside the fortress, but even the Mechanicus adepts would be using nano-incense to purge heretical taint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not purely metaphysical concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was science behind it as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ecclesiarchy's purging incense now contained compounds effective in suppressing Chaotic corruption, and it was good for repelling things like plague-flies and other vermin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would make it harder for Grandfather Nurgle to spread his diseases inside the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mechanicus' nano-incense, on the other hand, contained anti-rust and anti-moisture agents, and active metal particulates that could even mend micro-damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It helped the machines run better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Old Imperial incense had plenty of unscientific elements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mix it with air or engine oil and it could create toxins, and the stench was choking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made your eyes sting so badly you couldn't keep them open, tears streaming down your face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after the Savior's Realm refitted the formula, incense had become quite reasonable and scientific, with no real downsides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burn the hell out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burn it however you like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Eden finished giving orders, he headed for the chamber itself. He keyed the wards with his psychic signature and passed into the meditation room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was about fifty square meters in size. Other than a statue of the Emperor, the surrounding alcoves were crowded with all kinds of other effigies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Buddha and God to the Earth Mother Gaia, the Nine Pillars, and more, all were represented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was even an icon of Diablo the Destroyer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was what you might call a \"the more the merrier\" approach. Full-coverage devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If any one of them worked, that'd be just fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More unusually, there was also the GW sigil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a creator-level symbol, so he obviously had to include it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it would help keep things in line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that, he had even brought the ancestral tablets of his own family and set them up here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in another world, he still had to burn incense to his ancestors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if his own forebears happened to bless him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ancestors, watch over me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden lit incense with full solemnity, hands pressed together. Before leaving, he bowed once more to the God of Wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was never a wrong time to pay respects to the God of Wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he stepped out again, his mood had improved vastly, like he had received a deep psychological comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had done everything he could. Multi-layered metaphysical protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, in the crystal labyrinth of the warp…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A region of endless mirrored surfaces, shifting and warping, refracting hazy prismatic light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rendered all sense of direction meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one particular chamber, the walls were an infinity of starry void, laced through with countless interwoven threads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vast, rainbow-hued raven floated within, its form constantly changing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways watched those threads intently, always ready to adjust their length and nodes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each node represented the intersection of events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each movement of a thread was a new scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to constantly adjust, controlling the variables, to ensure the Savior took that one critical step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To make him walk into the trap and have his warp-nature and faith-power transmission suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, one of the fate-threads tied to the Savior trembled, sparking a flicker of concern in the Changer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The multicolored raven sprouted eyes across its entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless wicked gazes converged, focusing on one region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cluster of threads representing Kalisde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch examined that section in minute detail, and finally confirmed that nothing new had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did He let out a breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's fate was infuriatingly unpredictable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no room for even the smallest carelessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, the entire plan might fail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, for now, everything remained on schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our plan should be sound, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the fortune-changing rite, Eden felt much lighter and returned to the observation deck to sit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial Emperor fortress was still leading the host forward, heading straight for the heart of the Chaotic zone: Fulgrim's daemon palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tarko reported respectfully, \"High Command has followed your orders and redeployed four additional armored regiments to reinforce the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We now have thirteen armored regiments in this theater. They're allowing a faster push. According to the latest projections, we can reach the target in around eight hours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. We should have done this ages ago. That's a much more appropriate rate of advance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded, satisfied, and noticed that the platter of pastries in the observation deck had been swapped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each plate now held thirteen Aken-berry cakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirteen was a pretty lucky number for the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After this whole sequence of gestures, the worries in his heart steadily eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This felt much safer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old G, you look a little wound up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden clapped Guilliman on the shoulder, having noticed his brother's mood. The Primarch of Ultramar was quiet, deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman's last defeat had been so miserable, and he had suffered every angle of humiliation from the Fallen Phoenix for ten millennia. Of course he wanted to wash away that shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he failed again, he'd never be able to raise his head in front of Fulgrim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be a disgrace in front of his Primarch brothers as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, you don't need to cling so hard to it… I mean, this duel between you and Fulgrim may not happen this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden spoke with real seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If we arrive before the other corrupted Primarchs show up, we're going to pile on him together, capture Fulgrim, and take the Margata Stone relic from his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We must get our hands on that artifact. The technology it contains is our hope for fighting Chaos in the future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Margata Stone's ability to draw out warp-nature and divine power was simply too tempting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the Savior, there was no need to worry about dueling honor in a situation like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you could gang up on someone, why would you ever insist on a one-on-one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they located the Fallen Phoenix, four Primarchs would rush him, beat him down, and pin him in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they'd interrogate him until the coins dropped, forcing him to vomit up every treasure he had, the Margata Stone included.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, my duel with Fulgrim is a matter of personal honor. I will not place it above the interests of the Imperium. Never.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman's granite-hewn features softened with a small smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stated his position with absolute gravity. He would not make this harder for his brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the Primarch of Ultramar very much wanted that duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The duel will absolutely happen. I'm not about to let my brother be left with regrets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden handed Guilliman a cake and popped one into his own mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once we've got Fulgrim in chains and handled the important business,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll build a massive dueling arena just so you can pound him into paste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broadcast live to the entire galaxy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That might be a bit…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman's eyes lit up at the idea, but he hesitated a moment later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a grand dueling complex would demand considerable Imperial resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It did feel a bit excessive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's there to be afraid of? If we get the chance, we should absolutely do it. And it's a good thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden felt the idea getting him excited too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If that's still not enough, we'll just rebuild the Senatorium on Holy Terra and hold the duel right inside it. That'd be even more meaningful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient Colosseum of the Senatorium had originally been a gladiatorial arena in Old Terra's Roman age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfectly suited to serve as an arena for beating traitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a high-profile broadcast would draw the attention of countless beings, boost Imperial morale, and crush the arrogance of Chaotic turncoats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this all depended on actually catching Fulgrim, and on Guilliman not choking in the rematch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, the effect would be… somewhat reversed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the next several hours, Eden, Guilliman, the Khan, and the Lion continued to monitor the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They personally struck down several Greater Daemons that attempted to launch assaults.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel that they were drawing steadily closer to the core. The Chaotic energies were surging stronger and stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to finish this quickly, to eliminate the Fallen Phoenix and the other corrupted Primarchs as soon as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this density of warp-taint, the armored corps would not last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Medicae recommendations, operations here should not exceed three days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, the single-suit armored troopers' minds would suffer progressive damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Eden spotted the towering shape of the daemon palace from the observation tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It coiled around the corrupted mountains like the body of a serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, his heart rate quickened and that old sense of crisis returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bad feeling swept through Eden. He suddenly realized a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong with the timing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Tarko.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How long has it been? Eight hours… or nine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a very serious question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warp-gods' rituals and schemes often revolved around sacred numbers, tightly bound to time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven layers, seven days… or nine days, nine hours, and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty, our chronometers are experiencing interference. We need some time to give you a precise answer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat beaded on Tarko's brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rate of time distortion was slight. The tech-priests had only just noticed something was off and were working to extract accurate data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several minutes later, the tech-priests gave their report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Imperial Emperor stepped into the core region exactly at the nine-hour mark.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sucked in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he still hadn't been able to shake this damned number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he assumed the worst, if the Changer of Ways had set some trap or sorcerous array,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then it had already been triggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Eden, what do we do next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lion had understood at once that something was wrong, his face grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman and the Khan also turned to look at the Savior, awaiting his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me think…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eeden hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several seconds, he raised his head sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We keep pressing the attack. Take down that daemon palace. We absolutely cannot let Fulgrim slip away this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But we must be careful of traps. The Changer's scheme may already be in effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or we can just not worry about it. Overthinking it might be the bigger problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Changer of Ways' trap had already deployed, then whether he retreated or advanced, he might still get caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if they pulled back, they would fail to shatter the Chaotic ritual network on this world, which was the entire point of this campaign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that was how it was… then they might as well charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was, in fact, one of the ways to deal with Tzeentch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Changer of Ways didn't have much luck manipulating Orks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, his fortune-changing rite might not be useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chose to believe in his ancestors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Open with a volley!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden pointed at the distant daemon palace and gave the order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ocean of fire thundered toward the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fortress's primary weapon, the ship-mounted lance, fired and ripped apart the teetering sorcerous barrier, collapsing most of the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix's aura was instantly laid bare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brothers, this is our cue. Use every means at your disposal to seize Fulgrim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do not let him escape!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Eden sensed Fulgrim, he led the other Primarchs in a direct strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not expected that the man would refuse to flee and instead come to meet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh heh heh heh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim's figure drifted into the air before them, posture elegant and affected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He covered his mouth and laughed softly. His voice was so sultry, his mood so clearly delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hypocrite. Your every move is laid bare to me. You have trudged pitifully, step by step, along the path I foresaw and stumbled into the trap, marching toward your defeat—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black powder smoke puffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop running your mouth. Hit him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden snapped up his weapon and fired an antimatter shell. The resulting micro-black hole forced the Fallen Phoenix to blink away, several of his tentacles being ripped off and sucked into the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he and his Primarch brothers swarmed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The hour is struck. At nine hours and ninety-nine minutes and nine seconds, the might of the Gods descends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To their surprise, Fulgrim seemed anything but alarmed. He acted as if he were waiting for something, smug and serene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled, spreading his arms wide to greet the Khan's high-speed charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fools. What can you possibly do to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, the Khan's blade slammed into some irresistible, special shield. He was flung away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Guilliman's furious blow bounced off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some strange law was protecting the Fallen Phoenix. The ninefold sorcerous array had finally begun to function.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, you have stepped into the trap and will soon be stripped of your warp authority and cast into the torture-hell I have prepared for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine hundred and ninety-nine ravenous beings await you there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim was beside himself with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes blossomed along the tendrils on his body, and those eye-studded limbs began to pull him toward some unseen space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix was already savoring the image of his silver serpent-rapier sinking into the Savior's flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden drew in a sharp breath, his scalp prickling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was it. If his warp-nature was taken away, wouldn't he just get ground into the dirt?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a heartbeat later, he noticed something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think you're a little confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm not the one who stepped on your trap…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's tone was dry as he looked at Fulgrim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was on the verge of tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old G really lived up to his reputation. Born late, and born to eat the traps for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the \"exclusive trap\" had been triggered by his dear brother on Eden's behalf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that was true causality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim snapped out of his ecstasy and finally saw that Guilliman too was wrapped in those eye-spawned tentacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Get +30 Extra Chapters On — P@tr3on \"Zaelum\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Every 300 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter Drop]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thanks for Reading!]\u003C\u002Fp>",3105,"2026-06-06T13:29:21.401Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3394a1575106649c9f039afd2b32b8123d6e6b850833e297892ab78bc556b81","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-632","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-630",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]