[{"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-654":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},1681445,2147,"Chapter 654 654: Savior: The Warp’s Full of Scams, A Path to Apotheosis Appears?!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-654",654,"\u003Cp>\"Wretched believer, you have only one chance. Offer up your faith and join this war of slaughter, or be cast aside by slaughter itself and die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the vision, the Blood God's tone was feverishly impassioned, erupting with the aura of slaughter-authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet the way He spoke and the way He \"communicated\" felt like a cross between \"I'm Qin Shi Huang, wire me money\" and \"Crazy Thursday, V me 50.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't expect this trick to work so well in this era. Those Chaos cultists and daemons didn't even think to question it. Every last one of them just believed it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched the greater daemon before him through the projected vision, not particularly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how times change, there will always be people getting harvested like chives. Only the packaging differs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in his hometown, his parents' generation got harvested by miracle health products. The younger generation got harvested by overpriced \"concepts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goodnight milk, sterile eggs, anti-inflammatory foods, superfoods—slap on a concept and they dared to sell it for several times the price, or more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who believed those concepts and chased them obsessively was probably already recorded by big data, lined up for the next round of health-product marketing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now there are the Chaos Gods themselves as the 'trust endorsement,' so these fake visions are even easier to believe and accept.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After briefly reflecting on his past life, Eden refocused on projecting the fraudulent vision information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that if he borrowed the Chaos Gods' images as his \"brand,\" those Chaos believers would not dare to doubt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because before today, no one had ever dared to fleece the Chaos Gods—using Their images to swagger around and run scams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who even conceived of doing it would have been corroded and annihilated by the Gods' wrath at the thought stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But who would have imagined that he, the Savior, would dare to do it—and succeed?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind those visions, the true deity being \"dialed\" was the dark side of the Sun of Hope—Diablo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the Chaos cultists and daemons believed it and offered up their warp-tainted faith, that faith would be scooped up by Diablo for free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Eden did not need to pay any promise or price at all—this was, in every sense, a pure Warp faith scam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for whether the victims felt dissatisfied, they could go complain to the Chaos Gods. After all, it was the Gods' images making the \"promises.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short: he pocketed the faith and warp power, and what got burned was the Chaos Gods' image and credibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great Blood God…!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am willing to take part in this war of slaughter. I am willing to become Your servant. I will offer blood and faith!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greater daemon dropped to his knees with fervent devotion, terrified that the Blood God might refuse to grant this grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were only eight seats for Daemon Princes of slaughter. Seven chosen ones already enjoyed that \"blessing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not miss this chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, the greater daemon followed the ritual shown in the vision and voluntarily offered up his warp power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was proof of loyalty to slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the instant his warp power was absorbed, the vision and the Blood God's phantom projection vanished—gone without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greater daemon remained where he was, full of expectation, waiting for the summons of the God of slaughter and war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet time passed, and nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why has the Blood God not summoned me yet?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greater daemon's mind swarmed with doubt. Hadn't it said the slaughter war was raging and a daemon host needed to be assembled immediately?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He faintly sensed something was wrong and tried to pray to the Blood God along the \"faith pathway\" he had just used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that pathway was already sealed shut. There was no possibility of contact through prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could this be a false—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, a daemon bodyguard swallowed hard and murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could finish, he clamped his mouth shut, not daring to continue questioning the God of slaughter and war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what, the seed of doubt had already been planted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After repeated attempts, the greater daemon finally confirmed it: everything was fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart filled with resentment toward the Blood God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. The Blood God would never deceive me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His silent blasphemy, resentment, and disrespect were sensed by the Blood God. The killing aura surged once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Faithless one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A phantom incarnation of the God of slaughter and war appeared—its burning blood-shadow so horrific it seemed ready to punish this believer who dared to doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blood God, our faithless disloyalty has profaned You…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that sight, the greater daemon felt as if his heart were clenched in a fist. The breath of death followed close behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and his daemon host panicked, dropping to their knees to beg forgiveness, willing to accept the God of slaughter and war's punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Blood God's phantom dispersed, they realized in a daze that they had been scammed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much so that they had offered up all their faith and warp power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it wasn't just this greater daemon. More Chaos entities were deceived. The types of scam visions were endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the Chaos Gods' images, there were even visions using the likenesses of many great daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am the Blood God. Launch war at once and destroy the domains of the other Gods' believers. You will become the next Daemon Prince!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am the Lord of Pleasure. For every enemy Chaos domain you destroy, I'll whip the Blood God once!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Ka'Bandha. If you're my brother, then come with me and smash all enemies, and offer endless slaughter to the great Blood God!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The images of Chaos Gods and great daemons were used to manufacture all manner of deceit—sweet or vicious—stoking believers into warring against one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were meticulously constructed cons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gurgle… gurgle…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one vision, Grandfather Nurgle simmered a huge cauldron of soup—plague broth that could grant Nurgle's daemons endless power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so \"generous,\" willing to bestow it upon any who were chosen by the Sevenfold Plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drool ran from the mouths of Nurgle's daemons as they offered \"the Grandfather\" their loyalty and faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Pleasure's venom-whip lashed viciously across Bulgaria the Fallen Phoenix, imposing boundless ecstasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then He kicked away the Fallen Phoenix, who wept like a pathetic sycophant, and pronounced a new divine decree: recruiting fresh masochists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those chosen would gain the chance to enter the Palace of Pleasure and ascend the royal couch, thereby enjoying infinite ecstasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This drove Slaanesh's believers into a frenzy, offering up everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were other new \"routines\" too—high-ranking Daemonettes knocking on doors, stuffing little Chaos ads and small cards everywhere, making those pleasure-worshiping nobles' hearts flutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Segmentum Solar, a hive world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, what exquisite ecstasy. I received a response…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a palace encrusted with gemstones and crystals, the high lord Savath was jubilant, to the point he lost interest in the veiled handmaidens around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer even felt the urge to pierce their skin and bodies with blades, letting them wail in agony in pools of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, through a secret rite, Savath had received a message from the realm of pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a once-in-an-age opportunity—and it had fallen upon his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most beautiful and most outstanding darling under the Lord of Pleasure—Zarakynel—had answered his message and offered terms Savath could not refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lifelong craving was finally about to be fulfilled: to become one of the Palace of Pleasure, gain eternal life, and enjoy torture and indulgence forever!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Savath stared at the vision: a stunning pale-white being with four arms and three pairs of snowy wings, and he sank into profound longing and obsession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to make the trade immediately and plunge into the carnival of flesh and spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What favor… I have finally welcomed ascension…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Savath forced down his wildly pounding heart, trying to steady his excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For years he had concealed himself, becoming a high lord trusted by the Imperium, ruling a sector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, at last, he faced a new journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The darling of pleasure, Zarakynel—\"Bringer of Torments\"—had chosen High Lord Savath to conceive a perfect daemon-womb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he accepted the bargain, he would be granted formidable pleasure-power and the opportunity to go to the Palace of Pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gift beyond what any pleasure-worshiper could imagine: to revel with one of Slaanesh's highest-ranked darlings, and gain power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, even more, to enter the sacred land every pleasure-believer dreamed of—the paradise of indulgence: the Palace of Pleasure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord of Pleasure, I am willing to accept this gift!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Savath hurriedly followed the Chaos ritual's requirements, contacted the darling, and sent over his information and location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were necessary conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was only one chosen pleasure-believer among many. He still had to compete with other believers to earn Lady Zarakynel's approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Savath believed he could claim final victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, over the years he had offered up hundreds of millions of lives to pleasure by countless means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet before Savath could bask in excitement for long, he realized something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed to have sent his information to an unfamiliar region—and it was received instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is happening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why has Lady Zarakynel not answered me? Did I fail to receive her favor?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thread of worry crept in, fear that he had missed his chance to conceive a daemon-womb with the Bringer of Torments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A response came soon after—but not the one he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savath, I am Inquisitor Greyfax. The Ordo Hereticus has accepted your surrender. Please wait patiently where you are…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some unknown time, Inquisitorial vessels had arrived in orbit above the planet, coming to arrest the heretic traitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the high lord's face turned deathly pale, and all strength left his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if he had fallen into some vicious, expensive fertility scam—bringing about an irreversible fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hummm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another vision, the Changer of Ways cast out vast amounts of Chaos lore and psychic knowledge, including many treasure maps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those \"gifts\" required warp-tainted faith to unlock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This, too, drove Tzeentch's believers, Chaos sorcerers, and ambitious schemers into madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise the Changer of Ways!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a Chaos domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Word Bearer sorcerer, using a ritual array, offered up immense warp-tainted faith and rare materials, finally receiving the Changer of Ways' \"gift.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a forbidden book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vaguely sensed its contents—taboo knowledge that even the Chaos Gods would fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could that be the coordinates of the Secret Library, knowledge left behind by the Old Ones, or the Warp's deepest hidden secrets?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Word Bearer sorcerer cradled the forbidden book, hands trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had emptied all his lore and Chaos wealth, laid down dozens of Chaos arrays, and sacrificed oceans of materials—only then could he obtain this gift of incalculable value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, the Chaos sorcerer hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways' knowledge often carried deception. But once he saw the forbidden book, he could no longer suppress his greed for knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By his experience and learning, the book surely contained unimaginable taboos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carefully flipped it open, yearning for the galaxy's—and the Warp's—most coveted secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Changer of Ways…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next moment, seeing what was inside, he froze in place, face filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As though he had been frightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly had seen Warp's most forbidden content—secrets the Chaos Gods themselves would never reveal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the text and pictures in the forbidden book began to move, forming flowing imagery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed to be a real recorded scene:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Pleasure wore brass armor and whipped the Bulgaria Blood God with a blood-whip. A \"cute\" Nurgle with red lips bathed with the Changer of Ways' big crow in a cauldron, splashing and flirting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such scenes were indeed the Warp's most terrifying taboo—something that would get anyone murdered and silenced by the Chaos Gods if they saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't knowledge. It was useless beyond danger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is deceit. Absolute deceit. Who set such a vicious trap?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forbidden book slipped from the Word Bearer sorcerer's hands. He trembled violently, hot tears streaming down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had exhausted everything, arranged dozens of ritual arrays, offered up mountains of materials—and got a blasphemous video clip?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the most shameless scam trap in the Warp. The Changer of Ways was so vile!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was one of Eden's vision-traps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He packaged taboo \"information\" into books and secrets, luring Tzeentch's believers and Chaos sorcerers into paying an enormous price in sacrifices to obtain them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, once they opened them, they discovered nothing but \"passionate scenes\" of the Chaos Gods—highly stimulating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And utterly mind-breaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like some poor guy finally found a link, paid a fortune for a membership and accelerator, then endured awful Wi-Fi delays and stuttering for ages—only to download a several-hundred-gig \"high-definition art masterpiece\" with a headline like \"one woman, seven men\" and \"multi-person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally set the mood, got the tissues ready, braced himself—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he opened it, familiar music played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Calabash Brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What misery could surpass that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the Word Bearer Chaos sorcerer collapsed into despair, bankrupt, kneeling on the ground and wailing, but he soon remembered something—terror flashing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splurt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his grief, the Word Bearer sorcerer had his face flayed off. He fell to the ground, shrieking in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trash!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a vast, solemn Chaos hall, a dreadful figure sat upon a throne, hidden within black Warp-mist. Within it, countless black eyes could be faintly seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its claw held the sorcerer's bloody face-skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have all been deceived—so have the Gods themselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That Savior, the Emperor of the Imperium, uses the Gods' power to spread crude scams and traps everywhere, siphoning vast amounts of warp-tainted faith.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dreadful figure gave a cold laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soon the Warp will descend into chaos, and that will be our opportunity. A new bargain is about to be struck, and the legends of old will return.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Imperium and the galaxy will belong to us!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the dreadful figure spoke, Chaos surged and roared, rising into a new tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the hall, numerous Chaos warriors and mighty daemons prostrated themselves, as if welcoming an emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is that guy babbling about? If you didn't know better, you'd think he was somebody important.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the forbidden book's connection, Eden faintly noticed a peculiar entity hidden inside the Chaos mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he did not pay it much attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His opponents were the Chaos Gods. Other existences were outside his business scope for now—at most, he could hand them off to other high-ranking warriors under his command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden shoved the incident aside and continued projecting more vision-traps across the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not have much time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each batch of illusion-traps meant a massive influx of warp-tainted faith and Chaos resources—pure profit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like ripping an ocean of faith straight out of the Chaos Gods' pockets: profit beyond profit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In only this short time, the Sun of Hope's power was skyrocketing, and every authority was rapidly climbing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden realized he was drawing closer to true godhood. He could even sense the existence of apotheosis paths, vaguely tempting him to set foot upon that road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any being whose strength approached that of a true god could discover those apotheosis paths, and their seduction would grow stronger and stronger—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until it became impossible to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's not happening. If I ascend before the Emperor, the joke writes itself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden resisted the temptation, not daring to touch those dangerous paths of divinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not even dare to approach them, let alone step onto one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether he could succeed was one thing. But if he truly, accidentally, pushed himself up there and became the Warp's Fifth Dark God—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wouldn't the Emperor \"clean house\" on the spot?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're here…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, his expression changed sharply. He looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some unknown time, the sky-vault of the pleasure-illusion had been torn open, and four dreadful divine phantoms were gazing down upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before those colossal Dark God projections, Eden's body was as tiny and insignificant as an ant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he still stood firm.\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>",2717,"2026-06-06T13:29:23.563Z",1,"novelbin.me","061bbac6693029d352ff305c6e544199faaed075ed3a313f6a78f72bd16102a9","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-655","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-653",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]