[{"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-657":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},1681448,2147,"Chapter 657: Saviour: Old Guilliman, Stop Hitting Him. He’s Almost Done for!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-657",657,"\u003Cp>\"Impossible. Rage and slaughter were stopped…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phantom of Khorne's Blood God trembled in astonishment, unable to believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other than the Accursed One, no existence had ever been able to withstand His blood-axe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though what had appeared in this mirage was only an authority-projection, it still possessed slaughtering power that lesser gods and high-tier beings could hardly resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not only the Blood God. The other gods were equally incredulous at the failure of their assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Saviour had blocked their attacks alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I… I'm this tough?\" Eden, controlling the Hope Sun as a chubby, oversized sphere, stretched out two tiny hands and patted his round belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The belly of that spherical body jiggled like jelly with each pat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, he had been ready to unleash the dark authority—Diablo—burning through the power he had stockpiled over the years to fight for his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the Chaos Gods' attacks were weaker than he had imagined, and their conceptual authority could not corrode his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, the devouring authority contained within the Hope Sun itself absorbed a fair portion of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait… so the more I get hit, the stronger I become?!\" Eden snapped to it, arriving at a startling conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these years, he had stayed by the Sacred Sun, diligent and cautious, almost never fighting anyone in the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only time was after he sensed his dark authority—he went out for a breath of air and beat up a giant Warp octopus that tried to swallow him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he had never realised just how absurdly strong his defence really was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've probably been hanging around the Emperor the old man for too long, and I stopped noticing what the Warp's average level even looks like…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden recognised the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had remained beside the Sacred Sun—the most overwhelmingly powerful lifeform in the Warp—constantly feeling that terrifying, crushing, top-end force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And every so often, he would eat a monstrous psychic smack upside the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how the Hope Sun grew, the Sacred Sun remained utterly dominant—one heavy slap and Eden would behave, too scared to go out and cause trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, he had become even more vigilant about the Warp's risks, convinced that the Chaos Gods and other Warp entities could just as easily crush him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he had kept reinforcing his defensive authority, never daring to relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Eden was thinking, a sudden pang of foreboding stabbed through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mist from the Prince of Pleasure swept in, and a whip of agony cleaved through the fog, lashing the Hope Sun dead-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concepts of joy, pain, and torment surged again, trying to erode him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"War is the father of all things. Slaughter cannot be defeated!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood God's phantom flared violently and swelled further. This time, He did not use the blood-axe—He simply drove a fist into the Hope Sun, punching its \"face\" in so it caved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandfather Nurgle and the Changer of Ways also attacked with their authority-projections, releasing even greater power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pleasure Mirage shuddered under the gods' force like heaven and earth collapsing, catastrophes erupting everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ow!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's Hope Sun took another round of beatings. One chubby hand covered the red, throbbing \"cheek\" where the Blood God had punched him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so close to tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as the surging Chaos power dispersed, the Hope Sun still maintained a complete form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt, but he realised he had not actually taken much damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was thrilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confirmed. He really could tank the Chaos Gods' attacks!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible. That Saviour actually withstood the might of true gods!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he like the Accursed One—has he gained power that suppresses the gods?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, the galaxy and the Warp boiled over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Daemons were slack-jawed. They had not expected the daemon-eater to be this strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only the Chaos Gods and daemons—every other existence watching this war was shaken as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the Pleasure Mirage, they witnessed this unbelievable scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My brother… resisted Warp evil gods with the body of a primarch?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Throne Palace, Magnus murmured. Even the way he addressed the Saviour changed—he was beginning to acknowledge that brother as the strongest among the primarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, not even Horus had managed to resist the loathsome corruption of the evil gods, yet the Saviour had done it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That kid Eden's authority-essence is tougher than anyone imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he's going to resist the gods for humanity in the future… perhaps I can finally take a proper rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seated upon the Black Throne, the Emperor sipped red wine and nodded in satisfaction, carrying the air of a ruler holding the rear while watching the younger generation break the enemy—calm and unruffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Master of Mankind remained steady, it was obvious he could barely keep the corners of his mouth from rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Saviour's growth rate had exceeded even his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these years, the Emperor had sheltered the Saviour with the Sacred Sun, occasionally delivering a psychic smack to keep that kid clear-headed and prevent him from falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also periodically fed the Hope Sun holy psychic power to suppress the evil energy within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But gradually, he discovered he needed to use greater and greater force just to \"hit\" the Hope Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor never revealed this, maintaining a breezy composure—lest that kid become arrogant and intoxicated by his own strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, every time he acted, it took enormous effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most recent time, he had even tired himself out before he managed to wake the Saviour from the Pleasure Mirage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one spoke purely of toughness of authority, that kid's essential authority was already among the very top in the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps it's because that kid is overly cautious—he wants to wrap himself in countless layers of armour, sealed tight from head to toe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor thought so, and felt even more satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Saviour had poured almost all his talent into defence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was exactly the kind of Emperor the human Imperium needed—so it would not repeat the tragedy of the primarchs, who had fallen into the Chaos Gods' traps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps, in the end, that kid would solve the corruption problem and avoid ascending to godhood only to become a prisoner of the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor knew Eden had been searching for a solution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You two idiots. Learn something from the Saviour!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor glanced at Magnus—looking timid—and Mortarion, locked in midair, and felt like slapping them both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two primarch sons were nowhere near the Saviour. They had stepped into the Chaos Gods' traps in the stupidest ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One had been bewitched by Tzeentch and destroyed his own Webway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other had been deceived by his gene-sons and suffered Nurgle's corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Saviour was different. He had never truly taken a loss under the Chaos Gods' hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kid had not only brought the Imperium a greater Webway, he had made the Imperium flourish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Mortarion lowered his head, silently accepting the remaking of holy psychic power, letting it scorch his warped body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus, watching the Emperor like this, felt bitter—like a child forced to listen while a parent praised someone else's kid to his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the Saviour was a primarch, yet not one created from the Emperor's genes—he had seized essence on his own and become a primarch by his own path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That brother… didn't he also—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magnus wanted to say the Saviour had also stepped into the Chaos Gods' trap, but after thinking it over, he shut his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Saviour had stepped into the trap and still blocked everything without taking real harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, weakness was the original sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crimson King shuddered. He felt cold again, and for no reason at all, he wanted to wrap himself in a fur blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roar—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aboard the hive ship of Hive Fleet Gaogros, the Supreme Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha saw the scene in the mirage and howled in exhilaration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released his might wildly, making the surrounding swarm even more afraid. Even the Hive Mind could not help but tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hive Mind truly was starting to fear this insane beast, worried it would lose even more biomass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>War against daemons meant losses every moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahahaha… he really is worthy of being my lifelong enemy…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After witnessing the Saviour's strength, Ka'Bandha's confidence in challenging the Blood God swelled further, his slaughtering authority rising again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that lifelong enemy could do it, why couldn't he?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Ka'Bandha's mind, he also possessed slaughtering authority. Against the Saviour it was a fifty-fifty fight—so challenging the Blood God should not be a problem!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As more beings across the galaxy and the Warp witnessed the Saviour resisting the gods, more faith and worship poured into the Hope Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They subconsciously believed the Saviour was already an existence who could stand alongside the gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Pleasure Mirage, Eden felt miserable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still being battered by the Chaos Gods, with little ability to strike back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he did not want to reveal his ultimate trump card because of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, he was only facing the authority-projections of the Chaos Gods. If he exposed his true strength, it would be trouble later when he was targeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, Eden felt a change and delighted in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More new income. Faith from the worship of beings across the galaxy and the Warp, and the stolen faith-evil energy from the hallucination scam… it's all gathering nonstop…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it: the faith power stored within his Hope Sun was not being consumed at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was increasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still advancing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hope Sun gradually expanded. Its anger at being hit made it heat up and flush, turning a deep crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those two chubby hands became talons, and the sphere split open into a bloody maw—fangs sharp and fierce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without exposing his trump card, after the Hope Sun's essence evolved further, it gained a trace of lethality under the influence of the dark authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Saviour was charging power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fate has shifted. Danger…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways was the first to notice the Saviour's change, quietly retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not want his authority-projection to suffer losses. Compared to outputting authority, taking damage was far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to let the other evil gods stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, in the next instant, the Changer of Ways realised the Saviour had locked onto him. That great round sphere of fangs and talons lunged straight at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trying to run?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You're the most underhanded of the lot!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden drove the Hope Sun at the multicoloured flame that represented the Changer of Ways, attacking with everything he had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alone, it was hard for him to strike all four Chaos Gods at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But grabbing one and beating it to death—creating damage—was absolutely doable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Eden chose the Changer of Ways. That one had the weakest defence and the dirtiest, most vicious, most treacherous methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been holding it in for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hope Sun's talons shredded clump after clump of multicoloured flame. Authority-concepts invaded, devouring Tzeentch's authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways let out a crow-like shriek, heartbroken over the loss of his authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sent a plea for aid to the other Chaos Gods, hoping they would come help so he could seize the chance to break away and let the other gods absorb the pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the other three eternal gods did not respond—watching like spectators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After realising their siege of the Saviour was ineffective, they were unwilling to invest more power, and were even happy to see the Changer of Ways take losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As I thought.\" Eden controlled the Hope Sun as he attacked, thinking to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Chaos Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were utterly selfish, cherishing every shred of authority-power. Authority was life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods were eternal. They had endless time and countless chances to flip the table and exact revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they would not fight to the death lightly, nor would they invest without limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they were cutting their losses—especially while their believers were attacking each other under the hallucination scam's false visions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For every second they delayed, their losses would be enormous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods' authority erupted like a volcano, but the attacks did not strike the Saviour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they were destroying the Pleasure Mirage itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They abandoned the useless siege in order to halt the spread of blasphemous images and scam-visions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusory world entered true annihilation. The sky burned, the earth collapsed under thorns and magma, and more matter warped and broke down under the corrosion of plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caw—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving behind a portion of authority-power, the Changer of Ways withdrew his authority-projection from the mirage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fast runner,\" Eden muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hope Sun planted its talons on its hips, striking an invincible pose, then turned toward the other evil gods—ready to seize the chance and harvest another round.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to scrape something off the Prince of Pleasure, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could move, those vast phantoms self-collapsed and vanished, leaving behind only deep fury and hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked up at the collapsing world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The firmament was falling. Countless void rifts opened, and through those rifts he could see Oleincis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was returning to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a pang of regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once this Pleasure Mirage is destroyed, I won't be able to use the Prince of Pleasure's 'server' next time…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of \"live broadcast\" and vision-projection aimed at the entire galaxy and the Warp was exhilarating—letting his authority's tendrils reach everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, he was not a true god yet. He did not have that ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still, I roughly understand the mirage's internal authority framework. Maybe I can use the Emperor the old man's power to build a 'server' that belongs to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's mind began turning over the possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it worked, he would launch twenty-four-hour \"illegal broadcasts\" into the Warp—harassing and scamming the Chaos Daemons nonstop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity suffered endlessly from the Chaos Gods' illegal authority projections and corruption. People would see unspeakable things at the drop of a hat and fall to ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had the chance, he would make the daemons taste that feeling too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Best of all, Khorne's Blood God opens His eyes and sees His own purple bikini, Bulgarian Blood God image!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hope Sun stroked its chin with a talon as it imagined it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, as the mirage collapsed, the great spherical essence dispersed. Eden broke free of some Warp trap, escaped the illusion, and returned to the material world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oleincis. The duelling arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden, clad in True-One Armour, crashed down from the sky into the centre of the duelling arena. Dust slowly settled, and the armour gleamed with dazzling golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His appearance instantly drew every gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Daemons saw an incomparably handsome existence, brimming with imposing presence. His aura could not be ignored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could not help feeling a trace of reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the result of Charisma. Ever since Eden absorbed more of the Prince of Pleasure's authority, his outward image had improved again—anywhere could become a stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was the protagonist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Eden remained wary. The moment he landed, he erected a psychic barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was in the material world. If his body was destroyed, he could die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a certain perspective, he might be more fragile here than in the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hiss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did a disaster hit this place?!\" Eden stared at the surroundings, more shocked than the Chaos entities themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This duelling arena looked like it had been demolished—buildings collapsed in waves, rubble everywhere, and the ground was pocked with one enormous crater after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you didn't know better, you'd think a Titan had trampled straight through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more staggering, the wreckage was littered with the corpses and wounded of Chaos Daemons, wailing one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sensed a powerful force. Following it, he turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a super-brawny brute wreathed in blue lightning, hammering a fallen phoenix with punch after punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That pitiful Daemon Primarch was unrecognisable—lying on the ground, convulsing, clearly about to give out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Guilliman went berserk and soloed the entire duelling arena?\" Eden sucked in a cold breath, realising all of this was Guilliman's doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After awakening his Warp essence, that man was terrifyingly strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden walked over and raised a hand to pat Guilliman's shoulder, gently advising, \"Old Guilliman, stop hitting him. If you keep going, he won't make it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden still wanted to capture Fulgrim, the Fallen Phoenician, alive and seize the Maugetar Stone—only then could humanity truly have technology to resist the gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could use technology to aggressively siphon Chaos evil energy at the essence level, wouldn't that be a self-serve buffet? Just thinking about it made him drool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Eden could even touch Guilliman, he sensed danger and immediately crossed his arms over his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fist wrapped in blue lightning smashed into his forearms. The immense force cracked the ground beneath his feet, and the air rippled with shockwaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That hit from Guilliman had more raw force than this body of mine,\" Eden thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that was without using dark evil energy to reinforce himself—but it was still frightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it still wasn't Guilliman's limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Eden was about to respond, Guilliman's stormy eyes—burning with blue flame and brewing thunder—calmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked over, filled with delight. \"Brother Eden, how are you here? I was about to come drag you out…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good brother, I already got myself out!\" Eden answered with a brilliant smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had waited for Old Guilliman to rescue him, then by the time Guilliman arrived, the grass on Eden's grave would be metres high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Guilliman made it to the grave to leave flowers, that would already count as a victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden did not bother with more pleasantries. Instead, he grew even more cautious and pulled out a blackstone sealing device as he walked toward Fulgrim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid complications, it was better to catch this one first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahahaha… hypocrite. I've finally been waiting for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the dying Fulgrim on the ground snapped his eyes open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prey had come to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though weak, his gaze brimmed with uncontrollable hunger and delight, as if victory was already assured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a new change unfolded above the duelling arena—some kind of unavoidable, rule-like power manifested.\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>",3087,"2026-06-06T13:29:23.563Z",1,"novelbin.me","7a40998568ebcc6301a0071ebed086c2334fa28ed4a8b3e1f5f67fa9bc2f431a","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-658","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-656",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]