[{"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-741":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},1681582,2147,"Chapter 741 740: Savior: Jumping Up to Smack Him? I’m the Savior - Don’t Think I Can’t Sit on the Throne Too!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-741",741,"\u003Cp>Dorn was starting to lose confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill had spread through his whole body, and he wanted to put on a heavy suit of armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then would he feel at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Savior remained motionless in his heavy armor, just staring back at him, and the atmosphere fell into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the scrutinizing gaze of the Savior and the veteran Custodians, Dorn felt even more awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced himself to stay calm and looked at the Savior with an expression that said, I'm fine, I was just asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the Lord of the Mountain Bastion always wore a stern expression, so no one could really tell what was going on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should've said so earlier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's faceplate rose automatically. He sighed and waved a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're already at the front door. Where am I supposed to find armor for you now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, there's no time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the doors of the Golden Throne chamber slowly opened, and dazzling golden light spilled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden lifted a hand and smacked the stubborn mule on the back hard enough to make it thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get your head up, brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We're Imperial primarchs. We clawed our way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. We can't lose our nerve now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it's not like you committed some huge crime. What are you worried about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thumped his own chest and made a confident promise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If anything really happens, I've got your back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn said nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the Throne chamber doors, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a man walking toward punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before they had even reached the halfway point, they heard the Emperor's furious roar coming from the Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magnus... Dorn, how stupid can you be?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice came from the Golden Throne's speaker-system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Dorn heard that furious rebuke, he nearly jumped out of his skin and almost rolled right off the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father was treating him like one of those rebellious sons, like Magnus?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden caught him and steadied him with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's probably a misunderstanding. The old man occasionally remembers things from the past and gets a little muddled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just explain it clearly in a minute and it'll be fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way the Emperor had truly lost His senses so badly that He would mistake filial Rogal Dorn for Magnus and start beating him like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh. So this brother isn't quite as tough as he looked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden really had not expected that even the toughest primarch, the great stubborn mule, would go a little numb in the face of the Emperor's rising anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, that was understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any primarch would react the same way. Even if the Lion were standing here, he'd probably go numb too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Eden himself needed to be fully armored before approaching the Golden Throne with peace of mind, just in case the Emperor's high-intensity holy psychic power came crashing into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the real reason Eden had armored up was so that if things turned bad, he could pull the stubborn mule out of the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still had to be loyal and help the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Dorn was hunched over, his legs were going weak, and even his steps had started to wobble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Eden had no choice but to reach over and support him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, he still preferred the way Dorn had looked before, all stiff-backed and unshakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Eden had already quietly activated a virtual recording device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those recordings would be enough to hold this stubborn mule over a fire for the rest of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, the two of them finally reached the top of the stairs and arrived before the magnificent Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor's great body sat upon the Throne, countless cables linked into that skeletal frame, and His crimson electronic eyes looked down at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fluctuations of holy psychic power had weakened for the moment, but the Golden Throne still radiated overwhelming pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn stopped instinctively, not daring to move any closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the Emperor's giant skeleton, equal parts fear and doubt filling his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From where he stood, the Emperor's skeletal form on the Golden Throne looked... different from what he remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, the Emperor's skeleton had noticeably slimmed down, and some parts were missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few ribs. Some finger bones. It was honestly a little hellish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn turned toward Eden, suspicion heavy in his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, what happened to Father's body? It looks like... He's gotten a lot thinner?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior, the Emperor of the Imperium, was one of the guardians of the Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything had happened to the Emperor, to his father, then this man would absolutely know every detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn was even beginning to suspect that the Savior himself might somehow be involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Dorn asked the question, an awkward silence settled over the chamber again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Eden suddenly remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had previously taken a fair amount of bone dust from the Emperor's skeleton to forge his personal wargear, the Armor of Redemption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And because he had scraped off rather a lot, the Emperor's old skeleton had slimmed down by a full degree and was now missing a few components.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It no longer looked complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had repaired it afterward using special materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those materials had apparently shattered under the recent surge of psychic pressure, making the current state look rather miserable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the Emperor's skeleton was not quite missing whole arms or legs. It could still recover in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not really a major issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if no high-level being had ever carved a little off their own bones before. For entities at that level, it was not an irreparable injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least there was room for restoration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden himself had spent a long time drawing out and scraping off his own marrow and bone dust to manufacture sacred ash rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was how he had curbed Warp daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still had not stopped doing it even now. He had simply shifted over to manufacturing infernal weapons instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been stockpiling that kind of lethal armament all this time, and the amount had already reached a terrifying level, all in preparation for future strikes into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was all for the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That said, there was no way Eden could let filial Dorn find out he had shaved bone dust off Dorn's father. At least not right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way he could look Dorn in the eye and say, \"Sorry, I scraped off some of your dad's bone ash to forge weapons. Please understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he said that, the stubborn mule would fight him to the death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to tell him later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was already planning to use the remaining bone dust to make gear for his primarch brothers, especially Dorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once every one of them had happily used equipment made from the Emperor's bone dust and become a merry band of dutiful sons together, then nobody would have much left to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, what exactly happened to Father's body?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn asked again, this time more sternly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I really didn't want to expose this. It concerns Imperial secrets. But at this point, there's no hiding it anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden rubbed his nose and spoke in a mournful tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Emperor's current condition is actually the result of technical damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh. You left the Imperium, stayed far away from the Golden Throne, and didn't return for ten thousand years. It's only natural you wouldn't know. I don't blame you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the Golden Throne is so difficult to maintain, and because of the pressure from Chaos, that wretched machine has done tremendous damage to the Emperor's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We tried to repair it, but it accomplished nothing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn stared at the Savior. He had the distinct feeling that something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could say anything else, a violent psychic force yanked him toward the Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the Emperor's psychic projection appeared upon the Throne, wearing golden armor and overlaying the skeleton beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dorn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor looked at that primarch figure, as solid as a fortress wall, and spoke slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My son, you've finally returned.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a trace of relief in His expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F-Father...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn was flustered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he realized there was no anger on the Emperor's face, the tension inside him gradually eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This primarch, son of the Emperor, dropped to one knee and lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had known it. Father would never treat him harshly, and would never truly condemn one of His most loyal sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This gene-forged primarch, this Lord of the Mountain Bastion who had wandered for ten thousand years, had finally seen his father again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his father had rarely called him son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of favor was that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a touching picture of fatherly love and filial devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This doesn't feel right...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden had the vague feeling that something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why does it feel like the old man is charging something up?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the suppressed holy psychic energy inside the Golden Throne. It was even more violent than what he had sensed outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was turning that thought over, the expression on the Emperor's psychic projection began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at Dorn with cold indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I had assumed you would repent, or at least admit your wrongdoing on your own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet to my disappointment, you did not care in the slightest, and even sought to conceal your crime...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Dorn could bask in any fatherly affection, surging holy flames came crashing toward him like an erupting volcano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the Emperor had changed into an entirely different person. So severe. So violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the speaker-system blasted out His furious words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vicious, cowardly, ignorant fool! Do you intend to let Chaos use you as it used Magnus, and bring Holy Terra to ruin?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn was completely dazed by the outburst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped to his knees below the Throne, unable to think of a response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is bad!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Eden looked at the Emperor's projection on the Golden Throne, something in his chest skipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stubborn mule had hit the absolute worst possible luck. He had run straight into the Tyrant Emperor personality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this Tyrant Emperor seemed different from the ones before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was profoundly unsettling, as if something deeper was struggling to emerge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden did not have time to think further. He hurried forward and tried to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty, calm down. Dorn did not commit any-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent psychic surge exploded outward, and the Tyrant Emperor's hand came down like a solid backhand from nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The belt was out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no wind-up at all. It was like the old man had skipped straight to the jump-smack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right in front of Eden's eyes, Dorn spun into the air with a loud smack, actual tears flying in an arc behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he was launched away, the man even looked back in this direction, seemingly regretting that he had insisted on acting tough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should have put on the Blackstone protective armor the Savior had prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom boom boom boom boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor's fury surged higher, and the holy psychic power of the Golden Throne erupted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no longer just a psychic slap. It was a full psychic bombardment, crashing into Dorn's face and body again and again, every hit landing hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Throne room shook violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hiss-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the Emperor deliver that fatherly barrage to Dorn, Eden himself was going numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not expected the old man's temper to be this explosive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was He actually treating filial Dorn like Magnus?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he watched the stubborn mule get suspended in midair and beaten senseless by the Emperor, Eden felt a little conflicted too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the old man was disciplining His own son. It seemed like Eden did not really have the standing to interfere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Dorn had done in creating the breach was not exactly a world-ending crime, but it certainly was not nothing either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it really could have become a disaster. The kind that might have ended in betraying the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, what Magnus had done to the Webway had left an enormous shadow in the Emperor's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now Dorn had been unlucky enough to trigger that buried shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he not get strung up and beaten for it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Poor stubborn mule...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden drew in a deep breath and silently observed a moment of mourning for Dorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way the man was escaping this beating. It was just turning out a little harsher than expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the Emperor calmed down and returned to normal, it would probably be fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the way things developed quickly exceeded Eden's expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Golden Throne's psychic output continued to rise, the situation began turning dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mixed into that blazing holy psychic light were arcs of black lightning, swelling larger and larger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no longer simple discipline. It had become a genuine attack. The Emperor's power seemed to be slipping out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor had stopped speaking entirely. His eyes had turned utterly cold as He unleashed wave after wave of attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And under that onslaught, Dorn was being badly injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's really trying to beat him to death! And why is that stubborn mule just standing there? Why doesn't he run?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing things had gone bad, Eden immediately drew on his own psychic power to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electric arcs spilled off his armor. Then golden psychic power condensed into a beam of light, igniting the Warp-mechanical device suspended in the air above the Throne room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That mechanism in midair unleashed a similarly brilliant psychic force and formed a barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barrier smashed against the Emperor's holy psychic power, blocking the attack for Dorn. Gold light burst into dazzling streams from the collision and scattered outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the help of the Warp-mechanical construct he had previously brought into the Throne room, something akin to the Golden Throne itself, he managed to resist the Emperor's psychic assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am not Magnus. Even if You beat me to death, that will still be my answer...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Dorn was covered in wounds and was taking the barrage in numb despair. He did not even have the courage to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor could he believe that the Emperor, his father, would truly treat him like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His injuries worsened with every passing second. His vision blurred, and all sound around him began to fade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then in the next moment, the impact of the holy psychic power suddenly vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle golden barrier descended before Dorn, blocking the Emperor's psychic assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, another golden figure appeared and stood before him, facing off against the Emperor's projection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine, brother!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strong yet gentle psychic radiance swirled around Eden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly turned his head, lifted his faceplate, and flashed the stubborn mule a broad grin with a thumbs-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Eden said it was fine, then it was fine. If he said he'd protect his brother, then he would protect him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even against the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn noticed the source of the Savior's vast psychic power. He struggled to lift his head and look up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suspended in midair, he saw something like a smaller mechanical throne, and seated upon it was... another Savior?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorn was bewildered. He had no idea what he was looking at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smaller mechanical throne hovered in the air, positioned directly opposite the Emperor's Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two faced each other from across the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the Warp-mechanical construct Eden had gone to enormous lengths to install in the Throne room, essentially a scaled-down Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And sealed within it was a fresh clone of his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was right. He was sitting on the throne too, planted squarely on that miniature Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Emperor could sit the throne, then so could the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Eden had not done this because he wanted to sit facing the Emperor so the old man would not feel lonely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had done it as a precaution, in case the Emperor ever truly became the Dark King and rose from the throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was only a partial version of that process, but it still let him draw more power from the Sun of Hope, enough to restrain the Emperor's darker force at a crucial moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one day the old man really did transform into the Dark King, Eden could at least try to hold him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would buy time for the necessary plans to be carried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, it was the perfect tool for saving Dorn, so that the stubborn mule would not actually be beaten into ruin by the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, the collision of the two Warp-based psychic forces had become almost tangible, and all kinds of visions were erupting from the clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, the old man's still half-asleep. He can't properly control his power!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden strained to block wave after wave of the Emperor's unstable strength, then turned his head with difficulty and shouted back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fall back first. We'll come again another time when it's safe!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the instant he looked back, he saw that Dorn had already gone unconscious, rear slightly raised, face-down on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pose had a certain defeated-CG elegance to it, not unlike Guilliman, Lord of Ultramar and master of the legendary primarch posterior...\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>",2949,"2026-06-06T13:29:36.128Z",1,"novelbin.me","467f0d81aaf8962a496eed96a661dfe3b891ad3e9bc81d39646cf9795fe71d58","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-742","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-740",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]