[{"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-718":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},1681559,2147,"Chapter 718 717: Afterimages of the War in Heaven, the Invincible Silent King?!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-718",718,"\u003Cp>Inside the bio-laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One armored blast door after another sealed shut. Specialized force fields rose. Layered protective grids shrouded the entire area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tech-priests operated with extreme care, terrified that even a minor misstep in procedure could cause an accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could tell as much from the fact that the Archmagi Biologis personally burned incense and recited binharic litanies to soothe the machine-spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was how cautious they were about the special pathogen housed in this laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within the bio-laboratory was a contagious virus that could infect even tech-priests. Proper containment was non-negotiable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter what experiment you're running, safety comes first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your precautions are solid. Looks like the research budget actually went where it was supposed to. That deserves praise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden followed the Archmagi Biologis into the lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He surveyed the massive equipment and dense isolation infrastructure inside, then nodded with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before this, he'd assumed projects like \"stimulating Necron lust\" and \"feeding bananas to Flayed Ones\" were just ways for the xenos bio-lab to hustle funding or indulge a weird research fixation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sort of thing was harmless enough, but it still spent money, so Eden had been a little skeptical of those projects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once he saw the sheer scale of the bio-laboratory, the meticulous containment posture, the busy tech-priests, and the various grotesque Flayed One specimens, Eden started to feel the funding had been worth it. The Archmagi Biologis were clearly taking the work seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't an expert. He just liked metrics he could see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a sense, this was also deliberate. It was the Archmagi's way of ensuring that when leadership came to inspect, they saw the best possible version of the operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On ordinary days, they probably threw up a small shield and pulled on a protective suit, then got on with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for powering full force-field defenses, that was extravagant. Wasteful. Funding had to be spent where it mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when they still had plenty of ideas that had not even entered research yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any case, having even a single layer of high-grade blackstone force-field protection was already far better than the old Imperium had managed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the Machine God's light, this is the duty of the Xeno-Biologis Institute. We shall explore the deeper mysteries of alien knowledge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Archmagos' electronic voice was brimming with devotion and reverence as he went on to describe the hardship and difficulty of assembling the laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just capturing Flayed Ones had consumed tremendous resources and had even left one Archmagos severely wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mechanicus had changed in many ways, and the Archmagi were adapting quickly to the new environment and shifting trends, especially in how they communicated with the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It hasn't been easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Imperium's technology fell behind by far too much. Building from nothing and catching up is brutal…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sighed with feeling, offered more encouragement, and promised he would continue to strongly support the institute's work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Archmagi grew visibly elated. Their components creaked and clicked, as if they could already smell the funding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Kalozasa Dynasty in the picture, increasing support for studies related to the Necrons was the direction of history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if current research did not produce the results he wanted, he would spend until it did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope the research into the Flayer Virus can bring change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to glimpse the pathways that influence the Necrons, and forge a more effective means of control.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden thought with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the authority he held across realspace and the Warp, he could do many things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem was how. Where to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the true difficulty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, Eden saw the Flayer Virus itself, sealed within a blackstone force-field matrix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not a trace sample, but a heavily extracted, concentrated mass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flayer Virus was said to originate from a mighty C'tan, Llandu'gor the Flayer. That entity was betrayed by the Silent King and the phaerons. Its divine body was shattered into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I curse you. This gift will not fade, no matter how endless the ages. Fear will be cast upon you and all your kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Llandu'gor, the embodiment of hunger. From this moment on, so are you…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the instant before its death, it laid down a curse, projecting fear and thirst into countless Necrons, leaving them with an overwhelming craving for living flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the origin of the Flayer Virus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Necrons infected with it would develop an uncontrollable desire for the warm flesh of the living, and they would worship Llandu'gor, long dead and utterly annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flayed Ones caused serious damage to Necron society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, the virus could spread through contact with a Necron's living metal skin, infecting and transferring with terrifying ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the Necrons avoided it like the plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet over uncounted ages of mutation, the Flayer Virus changed further. Its infection vectors and effects grew even more violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its \"curse\" no longer remained limited to Necrons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could infect other mechanical beings too, whether vehicles, weapons, or tech-priests whose bodies were dense with augmetics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the forbidden archives of the Mechanicus were records of special infection cases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some tech-priests studying Necrons had tested living metal and, by misfortune, contracted a hidden strain of the Flayer Virus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They began secretly devouring flesh, self-mutilating, and worshiping Llandu'gor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that, their mechanical augmetics would stain blood-red and gradually warp into twisted shapes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by the infected tech-priests' behavior, they were no different from Flayed Ones. Some would even proactively join the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The concentrated Flayer Virus before his eyes was itself a horrifying weapon. If released, it could inflict massive trauma upon Necrons, driving great numbers into ghastly hunger and madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unfortunately, we not only can't use it, we have to prevent it from spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mad Necrons are even more terrifying than sane ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he turned large numbers of Necrons into Flayed Ones, humanity's losses would only worsen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least proper Necrons, when it wasn't necessary, did not slaughter humans indiscriminately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Flayed Ones, slipping through dimensions and caring for nothing, were far more likely to inflict mass casualties. Merely preventing their ambushes would consume enormous resources and effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the Machine God above, we have no cure for the infected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But with basic protective measures, we can avoid its erosion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Archmagos Biologis stared at the concentrated Flayer Virus bound in the blackstone matrix. His electronic eyes, faintly reddened, burned with focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At present, the only thing we can confirm is this: the Flayer Virus is not a purely physical intrusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is a blended corruption of matter and malign power. At least, the strain we recovered is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Through joint research with high-level psykers, we discovered that the Flayer Virus, by some bizarre means, grants Flayed Ones a slight ability to brush against the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It builds an interface of some kind. It allows infected Necrons a sliver of possibility to connect to the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Although that possibility is not yet sufficient to cause full corruption…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched the Flayer Virus floating in midair, flowing like a living thing, and listened carefully to the Archmagos' report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gained a broad understanding of the virus' evolutionary path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, from a certain stage onward, the Flayer Virus developed a subtle link to the Warp, gaining non-physical properties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Certain Flayer cults even worshiped a Chaos Knight known as the Death's Blade, a crimson mass draped in gore and flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They believed that Chaos Knight was an avatar of Llandu'gor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an abrupt shift and linkage might well have something to do with the Changer of Ways, that idiot bird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Necrons were one of the most powerful intelligent civilizations in the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changer of Ways could not possibly ignore a force that vast, so ripe for manipulation, provocation, and engineered change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might have attempted something in secret, still in the planning stages, without much success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps it had already failed and abandoned the plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Either way, this helps me immensely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's like standing on the shoulders of giants.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was genuinely pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of his authority was tied to the Warp. Meanwhile, the realspace authorities he held over Tyranids and Orks were too blunt. It was difficult to directly interfere with a Necron's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those things had no Warp shadow at all. There was nowhere to grab hold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, things were different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flayer Virus had an interface-like structure. It could indirectly introduce Warp influence and give his authority a way to function.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden turned to the Archmagi Biologis and gave an order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare everything. I'm going to infect myself with the Flayer Virus and experience its infiltration firsthand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty, that is…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Archmagos tried to dissuade the Savior from such a dangerous act, but when he saw Eden's eyes, he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no right to question the power of the Savior, the Emperor of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that being had made his decision, then he could certainly overcome the Flayer Virus' erosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, they began their preparations with tense precision. From the Dreamweaver's cloning laboratory came the specialized body the Savior required.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bzzzt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden took control of and adapted to his mechanical body. Pale green light flickered across him. In silhouette, he looked like a towering Necron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a body built from mechanical augmetics and a living-metal dermis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Feels pretty good. The cloning budget wasn't wasted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden lightly tapped his chest. A crisp metallic knock rang out, yet his body felt nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That high-purity living-metal shell stripped away most physical sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cloned body had been in development for over a decade, a novel experiment. He had once thought he would never need it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, now it finally had a use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had unlocked a \"new skin.\" Even more Necron than a Necron, heavy with authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this state, he was effectively a high-level Necron who could wield psychic power, able to perceive more than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the body he would use for testing. Nothing was more instructive than infecting himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Eden was not the first fool to ignore warnings and gamble with his own body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those people were either neutralized or thrown into the Inquisition's black cells. Until a cure was found, they were never coming out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Infection carried risk, but Eden was confident he could withstand it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A C'tan was indeed powerful, a god of the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Savior was also a being on a higher-dimensional sequence. Even the Chaos Gods would not dare claim they could simply \"poison\" him with a virus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless two Chaos Gods manifested in person, they could not stop him, much less kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Llandu'gor had been dead for who knew how long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything went wrong, Eden could cut the link immediately and abandon this cloned shell to avoid greater risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This area will be declared a restricted zone. Until further notice, no one is to enter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden issued the command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ordered all personnel to withdraw, shut down surveillance systems, and reinforced the outer armor and force fields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When everything was ready, Eden walked toward the blackstone force-field matrix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he stepped inside, he smelled thick blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The liquid-like Flayer Virus sensed the presence of life and began to twist and convulse violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing had no mind, yet Eden could feel its barely restrained excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lively little monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on. Let's see what you can really do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out and seized the crimson fluid. Before it could react, he slammed it onto his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He allowed it to seep into his living-metal body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flayer Virus spread rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seconds later, Eden felt endless hunger and craving, as if he needed to devour all flesh in existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could sense a new distortion in the dimensions around him. Echoes of devoured flesh and torn souls spread outward. The shadow left behind by a dead god still lingered in reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder the Flayed Ones can enter special dimensions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're exploiting the leftover shadow of Llandu'gor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden observed his own transformation from multiple angles, even actively accepting it and accelerating the process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His living-metal body began warping at high speed. His limbs twisted into sharpened, predatory attack forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the nails of his fingers extended forward, eager to become claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most violent change was within the dimension of his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering flood of flesh crashed down upon him, mixed with a great deal of Chaos taint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet that corruption was held firmly outside his mind, blocked at the threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, he pushed deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dissected every component of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he delved further, Eden heard a shriek that shook the heavens, the ear-splitting funeral cry of a realspace god's death-song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eternity had been annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This curse granted to the Necrons also contains Llandu'gor's final memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A god's remains are hard to erase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe when I die someday, I'll also 'come back' now and then. A lingering soul, a phantom visitation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Eden discovered the memory residue, his interest ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's see what happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to pry into ancient secrets, to see what a C'tan truly looked like at its height, and how it devoured souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was rare knowledge indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant he touched the memory, Eden felt as though he had stepped into another dimension. An ancient tableau unfolded with brutal clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stars were burning. The light from dying suns illuminated a void on the brink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The galaxy seemed devoid of life, with only faint remnants left behind in the wake of the C'tan's feasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dusk had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight alone made the heart go cold, leaving only dead silence inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder they call it the peak bracket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Compared to that era, what humanity faces today doesn't even measure up…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw an eternal metal temple floating in the void. A throne loomed high, and the rules of physics were twisted out of shape around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon that throne was no humanoid figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, it was a spiraling tower made of flayed skin, warped metal, and the shadow of hunger itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every layer of flesh screamed in unison. Countless souls were torn apart amid their wailing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the top sat a faceless visage. Down its center was a vertical split, a jagged maw lined with fangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Flayer C'tan, Llandu'gor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Llandu'gor's mere existence rewrote physical law. Even planets were toys in its hands, and flesh and souls were nothing but sweet snacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hunger given form. Even the metal of the throne screamed under its influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden could tell Llandu'gor was weakened. The spiral turned more slowly than it should have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The C'tan had only recently destroyed the Old Ones, and the expenditure had been immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wretched traitors…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Llandu'gor reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its \"voice\" was not speech. It physically tore the void apart, then stuffed that reality into the bodies of every living and unliving thing in the region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's awareness sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward the temple's entrance and saw a figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man had arrived. The one who, as a mortal, had slain gods. His record was carved into history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the only high-tier being known to have survived a peak-bracket run, having slain at least four C'tan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Silent King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether or not the bastard had won by backstabbing, he still stood at the top of the galaxy. He had even fought beyond it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not to be underestimated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Eden, the Savior, had to treat him with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Eden's vision, the Silent King Szarekh strode forward alone, without a single guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the god-slaying spear in his hand, forged from the final stellar core of the Maynarkh Dynasty, burned quietly with ghost-green antimatter flame.\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>",2650,"2026-06-06T13:29:36.128Z",1,"novelbin.me","3c56c5bbb3e9b57f50fce93d97d48f786446b0007d16ef2911f78ba336122f90","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-719","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-717",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]