Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 456: Savior: Go play, your Aunt Aisha and I have something to do
"Cursed one, stop!"

The Lord of Plague struggled hard, but could not break free from the barrier built by the God of Blood and the Lord of Change.

They were afraid that after the other party rushed out, they would fall under the sword of the cursed one, making it difficult to maintain this core black fortress.

At that time, we, the beings above, will really have to fight to the death with the cursed ones.

Whether they win or lose, they will have to endure tremendous trauma, which is something that is unacceptable in any way.

In order to consider the overall situation, we have no choice but to make the Lord of Plague suffer.

“Gah!

This is your predetermined fate, you cannot stop it, and forcing yourself to change it will only put you in a more miserable situation.

Accept it, Lord of Plagues, and accept our kind protection."

The Lord of All Changes couldn't suppress his big crow's mouth and was almost laughing crookedly.

Although the Chaos God and the Cursed are hostile to each other, there are not many fundamental conflicts between them.

In their opinion, as long as they don't provoke that annoying guy, everything will be fine.

But it is different among the Chaos Evil Gods.

The concepts represented by each of the evil gods have irreconcilable contradictions and conflicts, but they are in the same subspace and are natural enemies of each other.

Their war lasted for countless centuries and almost reached the point of life and death.

Especially Tzeentch and Nurgle
While Tzeentch is ambitious for change and transformation, Nurgle is the exact opposite, advocating self-degradation and eternal corruption.

They are polar opposites, one strong and the other weak, representing endless change and the endless stagnation between life and death.

The two beings have been in fierce competition since their birth, and the war has lasted for several epochs.

The Emperor is just a new threat that has only appeared in the past ten thousand years.

Compared to the Emperor, they want the other party to die more, but they have no way to kill the other party.

In this situation, the Lord of Plague became powerful, and the first one to get anxious was the big crow.

Therefore, He formed an alliance with the Blood God and provided assistance to the Savior to destroy the great cause of the Lord of Plague - the Plague War.

Afterwards, they invaded the Garden of Nurgle and attacked the Plague Lord himself.

They are the main force in this war, bearing the most power of the plague, allowing the savior to follow behind happily and steal chickens.

Without them, it would have been difficult for humanity to win this victory, let alone enter the Garden of Nurgle.

Since the Lord of Plague is one of the oldest evil gods and controls rebirth and death, he is very tough.

The previous attacks from the Lord of Change and the Blood God did not cause much damage to the other party.

They were prepared to spend thousands of years to achieve their goal of weakening.

Yet now, the Savior has called upon the damned.

His flames burned the Garden of Nurgle and severely damaged the Lord of Plagues with great speed.

This allowed them to achieve their goal ahead of schedule, which was an unexpected surprise.

If the impact wasn't so bad, they would all want to applaud the cursed.

This is the current situation of the Chaos Subspace.

The evil gods took out some power from the endless internal strife to invade the empire, and whoever gained more benefits would be immediately hit.

But due to the threat from the Emperor, they had to cooperate under certain circumstances.

It's typical that he is afraid of his brothers suffering, but also afraid of his brothers driving a Land Rover.

The hypocritical comfort from the Lord of Change made the Lord of Plague even more sad and angry.

That unnatural flame truly harmed His essence, causing permanent and severe trauma.

Great undertakings, the accumulation of centuries of plague, and trillions of tortured human souls were lost in an instant.

"Destined fate?"

The Lord of Plague roared, and these words sounded so pale and ridiculous coming out of the mouth of that troublemaker.

He gathered all his strength and slammed it onto the face of the Lord of Change.

Make it scream terribly.

"This is also a predetermined fate. Have you observed it?"

The Lord of Plague took advantage of the fact that his power had not yet dissipated and beat the big birdman violently, pouring out almost all the remaining plague evil energy.

The opponent was beaten so hard that he screamed.

Upon seeing this, the Blood God rushed to separate the two, but accidentally kicked the Lord of Change a few more times, causing more injuries.

not far away.

The Lord of Pleasure had lost much of his essence and was still in shock, trembling in a corner.

But the pain in his body gave Him a hint of excitement.

What no one knew was that He had hidden a part of His essence within the soul essence of the Goddess of Life.

The essence of joy will slowly take root and cause more corruption to the Savior.

Inside the Gardens of Nurgle.

The cries of the Lord of Plague and the Lord of Change are transmitted.

The golden, unnatural flames of the Damned burned like an unstoppable forest fire.

The demons in the fire could not escape at all and died screaming.

"Father, save me, I am dying.

Ah, am I finally going to be free?"

A pessimistic voice came out.

The severely injured Kugath sat on the ground and patted the flames on his body, but to no avail.

Unfortunately, he was in the center of the flames, unable to escape and receive no response from his loving father.

The corrupt body became visibly charred and lost its vitality.

These demons who committed numerous crimes finally felt the fear that humans could feel when facing them.

It is extreme suffering and eternal death.

"Damned cursed one!
I, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon, will challenge you one day and swing my axe at you!"

Kabanha was running away, covering his burning buttocks, looking very miserable.

As he chopped, the Garden of Nurgle suddenly caught fire, and the flames of the Damned killed too many demons.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and led the troops to retreat, so the whole army was not wiped out.

But on the way of evacuation, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon was hit on the butt by the flames.

This was an unspeakable humiliation for him.

"This damn flame is so difficult to deal with. It's even more disgusting than the Savior's sacred weapon!"

Kabanha looked around and luckily no one saw this scene, otherwise his dignity would be damaged.

But what he didn't know was that all of this had been recorded by a wise man from the Legion of Terror and uploaded to the Dark Prince.

The outer area.

The Legion of Terror has received orders from the Dark Prince and has begun to retreat.

They looked at the burning garden with pity.

Those were precious blood points, and they were gone just like that. I haven't cut enough yet.

"Warriors, Lord Dark Prince has issued new orders. Let's go to the Scourge Stars!"

The leader of the Dread Legion inspires the morale of his warriors.

Afterwards, this group of fear warriors left the warp howling and headed towards the Scourge Stars.

That area has turned into chaos and has become an area similar to the Eye of Terror, but much smaller.

They needed to completely capture and occupy the area before the Chaos Gods could react.

Make it the real base of the Legion of Terror.

As for the Eye of Terror, they can't stay there for too long. Chaos Warmaster Abaddon has already united other forces and tried to organize a siege.

According to the Dark Prince's prediction.

After this plague war, the power of chaos in the Eye of Terror will be unprecedentedly powerful, and the traumatized evil gods will certainly support Abaddon with all their might.

Let it create more unrest in the galaxy.

Somewhere on high ground.

The devil's cunning traitor, the glutton king Bara, got inside information and took many Nurgle demons to emergency refuge, saving their lives.

Many Nurgle demons and devils were grateful to him.

In this disaster, too many of the top Nurgle Daemons died and the Garden of Nurgle was severely damaged.

It is foreseeable that the status of the Glutton will rise sharply after this disaster and he will receive the supreme favor of Nurgle's benevolent father.

Because of his kindness to his own kind, he will also gain more support from the demons of Nurgle.

Become the most popular being in the Garden of Nurgle.

"Goodbye, my brother."

Mortarion knelt on the ground, allowing himself to be consumed by the unnatural fire created by his father.

He accepted his fate calmly, smiling and shedding tears.

"Motarion..."

Guilliman watched as the flames engulfed his fallen brother, and hesitated whether to reach out and rescue him.

Unfortunately, when he reached out his hand, the other party had already turned into ashes.

But the Imperial Regent soon discovered that Mortarion did not die, but was taken away by his father.

Maybe someday in the future.

The former Primarch of the Empire, the Lord of Death, will return in some form to atone for all that has happened.

This is empire.

Life is the Emperor's currency, and so is the life of a Primarch, even a Corrupted one.

They have too much value and should not be destroyed.

"Pity……"

Ron also noticed the departure of the big fluttering moth and sighed slightly.

In fact, he doesn't quite agree with that view.

If I were there, I might consider executing Mortarion and letting him atone for his sins with eternal death.

But from a rational point of view.

Those in power should not act on emotion, but make value judgments.

The galaxy is now in the midst of an eternal dark war, and killing a powerful being who could bring about redemption might be a loss.

After all, his return could prevent more wars and save countless lives.

This is a confusing question.

Ron didn't dwell on it for too long and put the question behind him.

Anyway, isn't he also using the Legion of Terror and those Chaos warriors with blood on their hands to help humanity indirectly?

After the Legion of Terror occupied the Scourge Stars.

They will quickly develop into one of the largest Chaos legions in the galaxy, bringing more killing to the Chaos beings.

Golden flames came towards me.

The savior and the warriors bathed in it and did not feel any burning, but felt a warmth instead.

"For the Emperor!"

More fallen soldiers stood up in the dazzling firelight.

"Hiss~ A large-scale healing holy light skill?"

Ron was quite emotional.

In this subspace centered on thought and will, the role that the Emperor can play is simply unimaginable. He is truly the unrivaled warrior of mankind.

But he can feel it.

After defeating the Lord of Pleasure and burning the Gardens of Nurgle, the Emperor was a little tired.

After all, they were fighting away from home in a distant region, and had to suppress four Chaos Evil Gods at the same time, so it was normal to feel pressured.

The old man is restricted by his faith and the Golden Throne and is not invincible.

Otherwise, humans would have already been walking sideways in the subspace.

But regardless, it is progress.

With the technology of the Savior Territory, the Emperor descended into the realm of Chaos in some form to strike at the enemy.

Unfortunately, the conditions are very harsh.

They have to invade the Chaos Realm to set up and operate the Sacred Core, and that will take time. Perhaps once they acquire more advanced technology, they will be able to better utilize the Emperor's power.

It truly gave humanity an advantage in the subspace.

Ron looked into the distance and saw that the sacred flame in the Garden of Nurgle was beginning to slow down and the sacred core was on the verge of exhaustion.

It's time for me to go back with my spoils.

"In the name of the Emperor, drive out the evil!"

Several Grey Knights who were seriously injured and fell to the ground due to the evil energy released by the Lord of Pleasure stood up in the holy light.

These warriors shouted to the Emperor and attempted to fight the enemy to the death.

That is the supreme favor bestowed by the empire on pure souls.

However, they discovered that the sacred fire had already burned away all the filth around them, and the demons had long been killed.

The main force is withdrawing.

"Alas, it is time for us to leave this abominable realm."

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Great mentor Ke Wen felt a little regretful.

The battles they encountered during their trip to the Garden of Nurgle ended suddenly, before the Grey Knights could make any move.

It's over.

Judging from the current situation, they have not only posed but also taken some exciting photos.

There is no record at all.

It was just a pure outing, not as dangerous as the small exorcism war they had participated in before.

This kind of battle of neither honor nor defeat made him feel quite uncomfortable.

What's more, for the empire's warriors, not being able to join the ship and participate in the dangerous battles on the front line is a form of bullying in itself.

The Grey Knights probably suffered this kind of treatment and were assigned to a relatively rear position as bodyguards.

In the final battle, they were accidentally injured by the evil energy of the Lord of Joy.

Didn't even see the enemy.

To put it simply, it was the most glorious battle in the history of the Seventh Brotherhood. It didn't have any achievements, but it was only half-pretentious.

It’s roughly equivalent to celebrities raising funds to check in.

Koven is considering it.

Should the flag of honor of this battle be hung in the lobby of the Grey Knights headquarters of the Demonic Inquisition?

He led the Grey Knights to evacuate somewhat dejectedly.

If you didn't know, you would think the Grey Knights had been defeated.

The edge of Nurgle's Garden.

The savior swaggered away with the goddess of life, Elsa, and looked back at the black fortress.

He seemed to feel the grief of his loving father.

"No!"

The Lord of Plague also saw this scene and couldn't help but feel sad.

Aisha's joy and dependence on the Savior dealt Him a critical blow.

His great cause was destroyed, the goddess of life he protected was taken away, his beloved Mortarion left, he himself was beaten, and even his garden was burned.

But I can't do anything.

How tragic and shameful is that?!
This usually kind and smiling being seemed to have a mask of pain carved on his face.

I probably won’t be able to laugh for a long time.

The Lord of Joy looked at the Savior walking away and gave him a seductive smile.

He can feel it.

That essence still remains within the soul of the Goddess of Life.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

The Chaos Gods are gone, and the flames of the Garden of Nurgle are extinguished.

The once bustling garden became silent, with only some dead trees left on the ground, and the faint groans and complaints of the devil could be heard.

They are still afraid.

Father Rotigus of the Rain was searching along the charred earth, and on some of the gnarled trees he could see smooth fertility sacs.

That was the devil who luckily managed to retain his essence in the disaster.

"Dear Father, when can we regain our former joy..."

He let out a long sigh.

It is said that such burns will never heal, and changes in the burned area will last for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Now, their loving father tossed and turned in pain in his sleep.

Sometimes I would call out the names of the savior and the goddess of life in nightmares, and I had no idea what I was dreaming about.

The Savior and the Damned left burning scars in Nurgle's paradise that are difficult to heal.

Rotiges didn't know how long he walked before he finally saw a tall gnarled tree.

Even after the flames had burned out, it was still somewhat damp, and within the birth sac growing out of it were half-formed demon bones.

This means that the favorites have returned to the garden, but are still in a dead state.

Perhaps one day, the loving Father will recognize them and resurrect them.

He knew that there was Kugath inside.

"My old enemy who once competed for my favor."

Rotigus tapped the swollen birth sac.

The thing reacted immediately, and the faint shape of deer antlers appeared.

He made a soothing gesture: “Shh, calm down, you have failed foolishly, and you have to wait for the permission of your loving father before you can return to the world.

Of course, the loving father is very disappointed in you because you messed up everything and asked the Saviors and the Damned to set fire to the garden.

Maybe you won’t be able to come out for a long time!”

Rotigers continued: “You may be wondering how I avoided punishment and why I am still hanging around?”

He paused, then smiled with satisfaction, “That’s easy, I have a better plan that will allow me to grab a larger area than Ultramar into the garden.

Maybe you don't understand, but corruption doesn't just have one path, it will spread throughout the empire.

Although, that will take some time.”

The birth sac seemed angry and there were no new reactions.

Rotigs didn’t care and knocked again, very proudly: “Just wait and see, I will soon become the most beloved person of my loving father.

The first darling, what a wonderful title.

Hahahahaha! "

However, before the birth sac could respond, Father Yu's laughter came to an abrupt end.

There was new movement in the black house.

The glutton Bara, the cowardly and incompetent guy who only knew how to eat and drink everywhere, was welcomed by the demons of Nurgle and happily entered the bedroom of the kind father Nurgle.

This was the first time the loving father summoned his beloved son after the great disaster.

What that means is self-evident.

Rotigs stood blankly beside the birth sac, the smile on his face having shifted to somewhere else.

In this plague area, there is another sad existence.
-
subspace.

The divine light shines.

hum~
The sacred sun was in tremor at this moment, showing its emotional excitement.

???

The Emperor regained his energy and awakened from his brief slumber.

He looked at the emerald green garden behind the little sun, which represented the goddess of life, and felt a little confused.

The psychic force is ready to go.

"Hey, hey, hey, they are one of our own, calm down, old man!"

Ron controlled the little sun and quickly went up to grab the Holy Sun to prevent the old man from doing anything extreme.

What if I scare the goddess of life into tears again?
In fact, the Goddess of Life was already a little scared.

She thought back to the huge beating she had received when she asked the Emperor for help centuries ago.

That attack was horrible!

Fortunately, the charged spiritual power did not hit this side, but instead hit Little Sun on the head.

The power is just weakened a lot.

Ron covered his head with his hands, but didn't mind too much.

As a deity, the goddess of life, Aisha, cannot go directly to the Milky Way, and needs human protection to resist attacks from the Lord of Plague and the Lord of Joy.

To avoid being bullied.

After thinking it over, he decided that this was the safest place and he didn't have to worry.

But Ron also knew the Emperor's attitude towards alien gods, and it was good enough that he could appease him.

If it were Guilliman who was doing this, he would dare to bring the alien beings before the Emperor.

Most likely, they will have to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots, and talk about the Second Empire in detail, until their belts are broken.

This is why the Primarchs were so afraid of the Emperor, he was truly harsh and merciless.

But that also depends on who.

The emperor was particularly tolerant of the savior, and perhaps there was a bit of leniency in his attitude.

After all, he still enjoyed the sacred tower and great sword of the Savior's territory.

However, in the Emperor's heart, the savior can only rank second, and the first place is undoubtedly the mechanical goddess Xiaoling.

So, Ron quickly pulled Xiao Ling over.

Let her have a good chat with Grandpa Emperor and make him happy.

Ron felt a little emotional as he looked at the little spirit flapping its little wings and floating in front of the Emperor's shadow, making the Emperor smile.

Why did he feel that the little girl was closer to the emperor? Was it because he asked her to work too much?
It seems that I have to find an opportunity to give Xiaoling a vacation in the future, and then think of a way to get her some ancient mechanical relics and toys.

Comfort your beloved one, your top employee.

It didn't take long.

Xiao Ling flapped her wings and flew over, with her hands on her hips: "Humph, Grandpa Emperor has fallen asleep, I will go back and continue calculating, there is still a lot of data that needs to be deciphered!"

"What kind of work? Today is a day off."

Ron's shadow stroked Xiao Ling's head and said, "Just have fun these few days. I also approved the data entertainment project you proposed earlier!"

"Really?!"

Xiao Ling's eyes lit up and she rubbed her head towards me: "Hehehe, father is the best to me!"

"That's a must, but the holiday is over, remember to process the data properly."

Ron reminded.

That was data about the subspace node of the Galactic Business Center, the most important project of the Savior Territory after the Plague War.

It involves a huge amount of calculations.

For him, the greatest trophy of this war is actually time.

The massive defeat of the Chaos forces would bring a period of relative stability to the Galaxy, allowing them to develop and transform the Empire.

"Ok!"

Xiao Ling nodded like a garlic, full of energy.

Ron was quite satisfied.

My little cotton-padded jacket is pretty good, considerate and hardworking, maintaining the operation of all the systems in the territory.

The Savior Territory cannot do without her.

He stroked Xiao Ling's head again and said, "Be good, go play. Your Aunt Aisha and I have some things to deal with."

After Xiao Ling left happily.

Ron couldn't wait to go deep into the Garden of the Goddess of Life and carefully set up several psychic barriers.

In the middle of the soft flowers, Elsa, wearing a thin gauze dress, had been waiting.

She blushed and seemed a little nervous...

(End of this chapter)