[{"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-650":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},1681541,2147,"Chapter 650 651: Savior: Sorry, That Was Only the Beginning. There’s More Fresh Madness Coming!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-650",650,"\u003Cp>The duel arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the warp-tainted screen was displaying the Emperor's ultra-high-speed ramming, so violent that it bordered on lunacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single impact detonated a visible shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such a terrifying onslaught, the Prince of Pleasure (Slaanesh) could only retreat step by step, screaming as He gave ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was likely the most blasphemous scene in the galaxy and the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost without equal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"False Emperor?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fallen Phoenician, Fulgrim, stared at this blasphemous spectacle. He did not even notice his wine cup shattering on the floor. He only felt absurdity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when the Emperor, the Master of Mankind's visage appeared in full—he actually panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For any son of the Emperor, seeing something this explosive broadcast across a colossal screen was enough to break anyone's composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If that hypocrite is this shameless and slippery, then won't my trap lose its effect?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fulgrim trembled head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lured the Savior into the dream-trap to destroy the man's image—who could have imagined that the bastard would dare to ram viciously while wearing the Emperor's face?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he dare?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fa… Father?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, it was not only the fallen Phoenician. Even Roboute Guilliman went numb, his skull buzzing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped struggling and cursing. His pupils shook violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight of the Emperor—of Father—taking the Prince of Pleasure and driving Him back with unrestrained, savage thrusts hit Guilliman's mind like a thunderhammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman quickly turned his head away, refusing to watch the blasphemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared that if he kept watching, he would never again be able to face the Emperor—Father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Eden is a bit too…\" Guilliman murmured, unable to decide what judgment to pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was an effective way to salvage one's image, but it was far too blasphemous—far too bold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did I not think of it? If I had used something similar earlier, I wouldn't have suffered such humiliation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman began to reflect on himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would never dare to do anything while wearing the Emperor's face, but within a mental dreamscape, he could still impersonate the image of other beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, that irritating Leon… or Mortarion?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the Primarch of Ultramar found himself worrying about what would happen to the Savior afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Eden would suffer the Emperor's harsh punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Cursed One…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, stop this at once. This will bring danger!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos spectators were even more restless. Faced with such blasphemous and perilous imagery, they hardly dared to keep looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when the Cursed One, while ramming the Prince of Pleasure, turned His head and stared toward the screen—as if delivering a death glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos audience who had been cheering wildly at the Savior battling the Prince of Pleasure fell instantly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, they became obedient, lowering their heads and avoiding that gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even knowing it was an illusion crafted by the Savior, they still panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if this blasphemous footage drew the Cursed One's wrath—what then?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This horrifying scene crushed their sense of pleasure, and along with it, their affection and faith toward the Prince of Pleasure dropped sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They even began to feel the Prince of Pleasure had been \"tainted,\" after all—contaminated by the Cursed One's foul warp-energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it was only an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could endure a being of pleasure falling into a reeking cesspit of cursed energy?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the pleasure-dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, wearing the Emperor's visage, was still locked in bitter battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed certain shifts and sighed with emotion. \"This move really works. Far fewer eyes from outside are watching now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daemons universally loathed the Emperor. Their fear and rejection were instinctive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he appeared in the Emperor's form, it was like a group of students enjoying a pleasure-video when, all of a sudden, Ms. Yu or the discipline director walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could that not be terrifying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Eden confirmed his maneuver was effective, he became even more ferocious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the devouring power of the Sun of Hope, he steadily consumed the pleasure-authority within the dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he devoured that portion of Slaanesh's authority, he would most likely be able to leave the dreamscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Eden accelerated the devouring:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Prince of Pleasure will realize this soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll likely face a counterattack. I must stay cautious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Throne Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere in the Throne Hall was so heavy it felt like suffocation. Wrath was gathering, like a volcano about to erupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Very good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyrant-Emperor sat upon the Blackstone Throne. Watching the psychic network broadcast of \"Himself\" locked in a savage struggle with the Prince of Pleasure, He shook with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Master of Mankind tracked the Savior's outrageous operation and nearly exploded in rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly had not expected that little bastard would shove Him forward to take the hit. The brat had grown wings, had he?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet the Tyrant-Emperor could not openly condemn him—much less punish him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Savior had done it for the Imperium. Better the Emperor's image suffer blasphemy than the Savior's image be destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor's position in the Warp was stable, His image unshakable. Even if blasphemed, it would not truly collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Savior was the Imperium's Emperor. If he lost majesty, ruling would become difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the Tyrant-Emperor could feel it: once that blasphemous footage spread, the pressure of faith borne by the Holy Sun inexplicably eased by a great margin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That proved the blasphemy-video was still impacting the masses' ignorant faith—reducing their worship of Him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a god, the most important thing is to preserve mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who saw the deity they venerated appear in a pleasure-video, striking all sorts of lewd poses, would inevitably lose some portion of faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was even more effective than the holy tower's pressure release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could suppress the Holy Sun from ascending the divine stair, falling into endless darkness, and becoming a prisoner of Chaos faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"*&…￥#, that brat always finds new ways to 'surprise' me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyrant-Emperor cursed fluently. The fire in His chest cooled somewhat, and even He could not decide whether to be pleased or furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That brat spread such outrageous rumors about Him, and yet He had no good reason to punish him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew a deep breath and forced His wrath down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps letting that blasphemous footage circulate a little longer was… actually beneficial?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it. I never imagined the Savior had the guts to use Father's image to cover his own disgrace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner of the hall, Magnus was also watching the blasphemous data on the psychic network, utterly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the Emperor in the footage—posing, showing off muscle, moving with shameless flair—Magnus felt a strange, guilty satisfaction. His inner balance restored itself a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If even Father had been socially executed by the Savior, then Magnus's own humiliation was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even began to look forward to what level of punishment Father would hand down once the Savior returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus shrank deeper into the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all these years of \"social death,\" he had long grown used to hiding. If only he had a Fenrisian wolf-pelt blanket to wrap himself in, that would be even better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would keep him warmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The psychic network really is a good tool…\" the Crimson King of sorcerers thought silently. Not only could it be used to exchange countless occult techniques, it could also show such astonishing blasphemous footage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cast a furtive glance toward the throne, hesitating over whether to do something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I miss this chance, I may never get another,\" Magnus convinced himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began secretly using sorcery to preserve the Emperor's blasphemous footage—mainly as a souvenir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you looking at?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hard, unyielding voice suddenly rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus went rigid, not daring to move an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly turned his head—and his heart stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor—Father—had appeared behind him at some unknown moment, staring straight at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on the data-slate in Magnus's hands, the Emperor's \"new posture\" was currently playing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the footage, the Savior, wearing the Emperor's image, unleashed a \"Thomas Spiral Impact,\" flamboyant beyond description.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no words that could reasonably explain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fa… Father, this may be a misunderstanding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus crushed the data-slate in a single squeeze, his voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, his heart turned to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyrant-Emperor laughed in anger. He raised a hand and slowly placed it on this good son's shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior could not be beaten—yet beating the traitorous whelp in front of Him was still permissible. Old debts and new, all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, the Throne Palace echoed with Magnus's miserable screams—shockingly cathartic, agonizing to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless beings who witnessed the blasphemous footage of the Emperor's image could not believe their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some shook as they cried out, others shut the footage down completely, unable to watch any further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Emperor—what blasphemy, utter blasphemy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These are the Ruinous Powers' tricks, a false smear, a vile profanation…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They refused to believe the great and holy Emperor would do such things with the Chaos Gods. In their shock, they resisted the mental corruption of the blasphemous footage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They concluded the psychic network's blasphemous imagery was a Chaos plot—some false illusion, not a scene that had ever truly existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the crushing impact of the Emperor's blasphemy-footage, many even began to overlook the Savior's earlier actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the psychic network, the Machine Goddess, Webby, promptly tagged all blasphemous data as false and dangerous, warning Imperial citizens not to view it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was not an easy task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was simply too much blasphemous data—every moment, countless trillions of profane fragments slammed into the network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the psychic network's transmission lines had not been saturated with holy psychic power, filtering the tainted warp-energy to a degree, the blasphemous data alone would have plunged endless humans into corruption—twisting them into deformed Chaos monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, there was still an impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, people now believed the footage was fake, and by faith in the Emperor, they did not dare to look directly at the blasphemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That bought Webby time to handle the crisis, and gave the propaganda departments more time to salvage the Savior's image.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did everything possible to flood the network with pro-Savior propaganda footage, while dispatching enormous numbers of maintenance personnel to control related discourse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps we won't need mass killing to handle this crisis.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Claudius, the psychic network department head, reported the current situation to Imperial Regent Bayev.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at former Grand Inquisitor Deville, sitting in shadow in grim silence, and quietly exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, there was no need for that blood-soaked butcher to take over. For everyone, that was good news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If Deville takes control, who knows how many lives will vanish… even we'll be punished harshly,\" Claudius thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That former Grand Inquisitor had long prepared a plan: the moment the situation became uncontrollable, he would assume authority and begin purges—cleansing thought itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under his plan, anyone suspected of viewing the blasphemous footage and displaying rebellious tendencies would be detained and processed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including but not limited to memory wiping, lifelong confinement, execution, and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deal with everyone involved, and after one or two generations, it would become a secret forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps that would be a good thing. It would align with His Majesty the Savior's will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That being's blasphemous footage will accelerate the pace of Ecclesiarchy reform and further unshackle minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We should preserve the relevant data.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He meant the Emperor's blasphemous footage—something that could reduce faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also what many departments had been struggling to accomplish: revive art and science, reduce the Ecclesiarchy's influence of faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then separate the Ecclesiarchy from Imperial governance, stop it from participating in state affairs, and keep it purely as religion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Savior's terms: separation of church and state, secularization, minimizing mysticism and superstition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If people no longer believed in \"gods,\" then the Warp's influence over the galaxy would drop drastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deville's words left the senior officials in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not want to touch topics involving the Emperor—especially in an incident this blasphemous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ecclesiarchy's changes should be gradual. By the former Grand Inquisitor's approach, it might be… too aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After offering that reminder, Deville did not continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not for him to decide. That decision belonged to the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Deville's plan, preserving this Emperor-blasphemy footage—then pairing it with previous \"rumors\" about the Emperor and releasing it periodically—would gradually erode faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would make the Savior's authority more stable and eliminate more ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, more good news arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby had already cleared the lower-tier network lines. The Imperium's low and mid-tier citizens could no longer access the blasphemous footage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a population numbering in the quadrillions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With this, the risk of corruption drops sharply.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After receiving Lady Webby's update, Claudius could not help but smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meant the greatest crisis had been resolved. The remaining viewers who could still access the blasphemous footage were largely Imperial warriors or high-ranking citizens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would not be easily corrupted, and they were easier to identify and process—subjected to individual screening and loyalty tests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Claudius seemed to see something and cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only him—others in the hall did as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream-blasphemy footage had changed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oleincis, the duel arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warp-tainted screen still projected the pleasure-dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the daemon-palace, more evil flesh-forms appeared to oppose the Savior's \"Emperor\" image.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stripped the illusion away, exposing Eden's original form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prince of Pleasure gathered strength and launched a counterattack, using the dream that had invaded Oleincis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quieted duel arena began to boil again. The Chaos spectators roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wanted to see the Savior corrupted and tormented!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hypocrite. Your cover has failed. The Dark Prince's authority is not something you can resist…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this, Fulgrim finally smiled again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His plan had not failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the shift in the dream, Guilliman felt profound worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Chaos God had intervened. Brother Eden might not be able to withstand the corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the pleasure-dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden returned to his original form. Facing the omnipresent crushing pressure of pleasure-tainted warp-energy, he showed not the slightest fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too bad. You've already lost your chance to corrupt me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this time, he had devoured a significant amount of pleasure-warp energy, gaining greater control over the dreamscape and the ability to exert influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now came the true collision—head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since you intend to destroy the image of me, the Savior, then you should be prepared for the backlash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light ignited across Eden's body—but it was only a cover. Beneath the gold burned a dark crimson blaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He violently released the energy stored in the Sun of Hope's dark side, imposing his will on the dream:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prince of Pleasure, your dream is far too innocent. It has no real weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You all like watching so much, don't you? Then watch. I'll show you what 'demons dancing in a frenzy' truly looks like…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Eden's view, the Chaos Gods cared even more about their own image and majesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It determined how much faith they could harvest—life and death to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they always appeared as dreadful deities, lofty and unassailable, as if no blasphemy could ever touch them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods feared the Emperor precisely because if the Holy Sun struck them, it would damage their majesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with damaged majesty came the risk of losing worshippers and faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattering the Chaos Gods' majesty also benefited the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Eden's influence, the dreamscape suddenly expanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More illusions crafted by the Savior appeared—far more than just the Prince of Pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood-red flames rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khorne, the Blood God, appeared wearing a purple bikini—there was a very obvious bulge below, and He struck coquettish poses…\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>",2634,"2026-06-06T13:29:21.401Z",1,"novelbin.me","69cdaa136cebae3690d1445eb009306ec62a4f28e6c2e49afc7cc284782882ae","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-701","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-649",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]