Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 483 Salamander: The Savior has given me so much!
After searching the area, the Nightmare Warrior found nothing unusual.

Just go somewhere else.

Sakan hid in the bunker, not daring to make any unusual movements.

He realized that the defenses nearby were extremely tight, and it would not be easy to get through even with the cover of the forbidden relic.

The fire lizard warrior still maintained the original posture, motionless.

He has enough patience to wait for loopholes in the defense to appear.

The night passed.

The construction site became bustling, and more slaves arrived to work.

They are responsible for the construction of the fourth phase of Soul Paradise, which mainly includes some soul swimming pools and extreme torture facilities.

Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard.

"You damn bastard, didn't you see that the slaves have already worked overtime?!"

A Dark Eldar Trueborn Supervisor was furious.

He used a thorny iron whip to severely whip the overseer who had lived half his life: "If we wear out the slaves and delay the construction period, we will all be severely punished!"

The Archon was so strict that any construction period and loss were strictly calculated.

Once a slave dies or is injured, it will most likely affect the progress of the construction and cause loss of the consul's property.

Then they will be in trouble.

Therefore, the Dark Eldars did not dare to let the slaves work for too long. They had to rest once every ten hours at most.

The Banshengzi supervisor trembled in fear: "Goddess of Life, I didn't mean to do that... There was a problem with the timer..."

"That's not a reason for you to make a mistake!"

The supervisor, Zhenshengzi, beat the workers even more harshly, but he did not kill them. Beating the supervisor to death or crippling him would also affect the progress of the construction.

Strictly speaking, these people who have signed a lifetime contract are also part of the Archon's property.

He didn't have the power to kill the other person.

"Then what should we do?"

Despite his bruised and battered body, the half-life overseer tried to solve the problem.

He doesn't want to lose it all.

"What else can be done?"

The real supervisor said unhappily: "Tell the slaves to stop working and change shifts immediately, and then report this matter to the higher authorities for processing."

The Redemption Conspiracy pays more attention to contracts and rules than other conspiracies. Everyone must strictly abide by them, otherwise the Nightmare Enforcers will come to your door.

Those guys' torture instruments are very cruel. The victims will be sent to the Haemolyx to be stitched up at the very least, or die and their souls will be sent to the Lady of Thirst at the worst.

Therefore, few people dare to challenge the rules, but instead take the initiative to maintain them.

Because it is also good for them, the consul is very generous to those who obey him and follow the rules.

Since following the rules has benefits, no one is willing to resist.

Just as the True Son Supervisor and Half Son Supervisor were worried, a Lamien witch came and announced the Archon's order:
As the construction project was progressing very well, he decided to reward all managers with corresponding souls!

The Dark Eldar managers were overjoyed by the news and were grateful for the generosity of the lord.

They followed the right executive.

The real-life supervisor and the half-life supervisor happily accepted their rewards and received a corresponding amount of level-four soul potions.

The anxiety in my heart also dissipated a lot.

Maybe they won’t get too harsh a punishment.

Under the hurried orders of the Banshengzi overseer, the slaves also took turns to rest and went to the gathering area to eat and replenish their energy.

"Emperor, there's such a big piece of meat for lunch today!"

The human slave Tongken stuffed the coarse bread into his mouth and found that there was fat and pure meat in the bread.

This made him very happy.

As Tang Ken ate, he couldn't help but shed tears: "If I had known that the conditions in the alien territory were so good, I shouldn't have hidden them."

His family were originally workers in Chao Du, working in a local assembly factory.

At that time, he not only had to work nineteen hours a day, but also endured a polluted working environment, and the only food he got was a little corpse starch.

Many workers died of exhaustion and starvation.

Even so, the workload at the assembly plant is getting heavier day by day.

They had to deliver the goods required by the tithe before the deadline.

Even more desperate was that before they could get through this difficult period of life, the Dark Eldar alien raiders attacked the hive city.

They were being hunted by slave-hunting parties.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and hid his wife and children, thus escaping the disaster.

However, what Tonken did not expect was that after he was sold to the Redemption Satellite Area by the slave arresting team, he was not tortured.

Instead, they lived a good life.

This Dark Eldar alien territory implements a ten-hour work shift system for human slaves, with food and lodging provided.

Occasionally, you can have extra meals.

This is much better than my days in the empire.

Those alien supervisors are also kinder than the supervisors in the hive factory. At least they won’t kill people at will, and they will send injured people to rescue.

Afraid they would die.

Now, Tong Ken is grateful for the gift of the God-Emperor every day, and occasionally thanks the alien archon.

He somewhat regretted his behavior.

His wife and children might still be starving in the nest, and he didn't know how they were doing.

All we can say is that Tonken came at the right time.

If the Primarch of Hope had not occupied this satellite area, he would have faced extremely cruel torture.

???

"Emperor, is there something wrong with my thinking?"

The Salamander warrior Sarkhan, who was hiding in the bunker, had a question mark on his face and almost lost his defense.

Is this still the Dark Eldar?

Even the Tau people would not treat human slaves so well!
Not to mention the Human Empire, these slaves are treated far better than the Empire and live better than their mortal compatriots on the Salamanders' home planet.

He somewhat doubted whether he had been corrupted by Chaos.

Sarkhan glanced at the scripture stuck on his shoulder with red wax. There was nothing unusual about the pure marks that monitored the traces of chaos.

My thinking is not distorted.

The salamander warrior was in a daze. It seemed that these human slaves were relatively safe and did not need his rescue for the time being.

You can't just save them and let them suffer, right?

Only salamanders have such an idea.

If it were some more strict warbands, they would have declared these human slaves to be traitors long ago.

Then the cleanup was implemented.

Sakan stayed in the bunker motionless for a full half month before he finally found a loophole in the defense line and left the construction area in the dark.

With the help of the forbidden relic, he went to the more central area.

The deeper the salamander warrior went, the more confused he became. Everything was too strange.

The entire alien territory is harmonious to a terrifying degree. Everyone is working hard to participate in the construction, and many grand projects are springing up.

For example, there is a giant amusement park that occupies half of the continent, an arena as grand as a city, and various flesh and blood workshops and research institutes.

Even more terrifying is the defensive line.

Those defensive areas were more tightly constructed than any fortress areas he had ever seen, even surpassing the positions of some core nodes of the empire.

Fortunately, these defense areas are still under construction and many have not yet been activated.

Otherwise, even with the help of special relics, there would be no way for him to sneak and hide here.

But it is also extremely dangerous.

Several times, Sarkhan was nearly discovered by the dread warriors.

It is estimated that there are tens of thousands of Dread Warrior mercenaries serving the Dark Eldar alien ruler, and it is unknown how the other party managed to attract so many Dread Warriors.

Those cruel mercenaries rarely obey their employers except to cut people down.

But now, the Dread Warriors are all decorated in the style of the Dark Eldar, guarding this territory.

Sarkhan moved step by step towards the place where his battle-brother was imprisoned, and this process alone took more than half a year.

Because this alien territory is larger than imagined, almost half the size of a planet.

The more he saw, the heavier his heart became.

The Archon of the Redemption Cabal wields so much power that even the Black Mechanicus and the Dread Warriors are in his service.

In some areas, huge statues of female evil gods have been erected.

Humanity may be facing a terrifying alien opponent.

Now Sarkhan only hopes that he can find his battle-brothers as soon as possible, and then use the relics to create chaos and escape.

Report this news to the Empire.

The best outcome is that the Imperial Regent sends troops to wipe out this alien territory and end the threat.

To prevent it from growing stronger.

Sarkhan finally found the mechanical building where his battle-brothers were imprisoned.

To his surprise, there were not many guards here, let alone dense defensive artillery.

"My brothers are still alive!"

Sakan looked at the detection device on his arm armor and was quite excited. This was the best news he had received in half a year.

He knocked out patrolling Cabal warriors and infiltrated the mechanical building.

After entering, the salamander warrior felt the scorching hot air, and even breathing became difficult.

He felt more and more heartbroken.

Perhaps his battle brothers are being tortured by aliens!

Soon, the shouts of the Salamander warriors were heard, and the vibrations caused by hammering on armor could be faintly heard.

Sarkhan took a deep breath and drew his melta weapon.

He was ready to kill the Executioner and rescue all of his Battle Brothers. Inside the Mechanical Building.

"Brothers, hurry up!"

"After this job is finished, let the other brothers take a good look at our achievements!"

A group of Salamander warriors were busy displaying their skills in front of their respective forges, creating special weapons needed for the arena.

They swung their hammers very vigorously.

Salamander warriors are one of the most skilled groups in forging weapons in the galaxy.

Shila-

The steel door was instantly melted by the hot melt door-breaking device.

Sarkan rushed in, rolled violently, and raised his weapon to shoot all the enemies.

However, detection through the eyepiece showed that the number of aliens in this area was zero.

He suddenly froze in place.

The fire lizard warriors raised their hammers in the air and looked at their fighting brothers who suddenly broke in, feeling a little surprised.

Both sides were a little stunned.

"Sarkhan?"

A Salamander warrior recognized his brother who had barged in: "How did you find this place? We were thinking of looking for you!"

Sarkan took off his helmet and stared at the battle brothers: "Sons of Vulkan, my flame brothers, why do you serve the aliens?!"

He couldn't believe that the Salamander warriors would betray the empire and their faith.

“We accepted the offer.”

The Salamander Warrior scratched his head: "As long as we finish forging this batch of special weapons and equipment, we will get a generous reward..."

"What kind of temptation caused you to become like this?"

Sarkan became increasingly distressed as he questioned each word.

If he hadn't seen that their Mark of Purity remained intact and their long-standing brotherhood, he would have taken action.

This is also one of the weaknesses of the Salamanders that is condemned by the Empire. They tend to sympathize with ordinary citizens of the Empire, defend the weak, and will not easily kill their own fighting brothers.

Such a character also led to their bad relations with many war groups.

There was another reason why Sarkan was so incredulous.

That is, the Salamanders have almost no record of betrayal and are considered one of the most loyal chapters to the Empire.

"Five hundred pure gene-seeds."

The Salamander warrior took out a gene seed sealed in a special container and handed it to Sarkhan: "It can perfectly integrate the genetic characteristics of our Salamanders. There are very few such uncontaminated gene seeds in the Empire.

We have all seen that gene-seed, better than any we have in our Chapter now!"

???

Sarkhan carefully took the container, opened it, and saw the meat-like gene seed inside.

It was indeed an uncontaminated seed, extremely precious, and it could create new blood for the regiment.

The Salamanders remain one of the smallest of the founding Legions of the Space Marines.

The Battle of Istvaan V, which they participated in ten thousand years ago, almost wiped out the Salamanders. After the promulgation of the Codex Astartes, they were unable to even split into several sub-groups.

Over the years, the salamanders have been struggling to restore their numbers, but without much success.

The situation with their gene-seed is not optimistic either.

In particular, the genetic purity of the Black Dragon Regiment, which is related to it, has been questioned and even ridiculed by some genetic biologists in the Empire.

Now that the Imperial Regent has returned, the situation in the Imperial Gene Seed Bank has improved.

However, the gene seeds of that existence are still supplied first to the Ultramarines and some important chapters participating in the Indomitable Crusade.

There are only a few seeds that the salamanders can apply for.

They cherish gene seeds so much that they will even go to any lengths to recover the gene seeds from their battle brothers.

This also resulted in many casualties.

Sarkan came here at such a great risk, not only to save people, but also with the idea of ​​recovering some gene seeds.

If his battle-brothers died, he must carry their gene-seed home with him.

"Five... five hundred pure gene-seeds?"

Sarkan took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly.

He knows what this means.

The Salamanders' most precious and rare treasure - the gene seed bank, contains less than a hundred gene seeds, and their quality is not as good as the gene seed in front of them.

“It’s hard to refuse…”

Such a thought flashed through Sarkan's mind.

This is not an absolute taboo in the Empire. Too many chapters have traded with aliens and even formed alliances with them.

Some aliens know the value of gene seeds and often collect them.

Used to study the characteristics of Space Marines, or for trading.

"No, we Salamanders can't do that!"

The Salamander Warrior was in a dilemma. He looked up at everyone and said, "We can't hurt our compatriots for this!"

The weapons they create for aliens may very well become the killers of humans.

"These weapons are not for war."

The fire lizard pointed to a pile of weapons nearby and said, “The price we need to pay is to make some special gadgets for the Dark Eldar aliens to use in the arena.

It can be completed in a few years to improve the scene and viewing experience of the competition."

Sarkan remained silent.

Although it is unknown how the aliens obtained these gene seeds, this is an offer that is difficult to refuse.

"Sakan, you came just in time..."

The Salamander Warrior grabbed Sarkhan's hand and said, "Your forging skills are better than ours. Stay and work with us. You can at least earn dozens more gene seeds!"

These words made Sarkan a little moved, but he still shook his head firmly:
"Have you forgotten our mission?

We still have to find the nine artifacts of the Gene Father."

The best news now is that my fighting brother is still alive.

Now that the fire lizards have signed a contract with the aliens, there is a high probability that they will not be able to get out before the contract is completed.

Most Dark Eldar conspiracies are formed through contractual employment, and it is not so easy to violate established contracts.

Moreover, they, the salamanders, were reluctant to give up such a generous reward.

But he can continue to carry out his mission himself.

Sarkhan wants to embark on his own journey to find the artifact, the Song of Entropy.

"You mean the Song of Entropy?"

The Salamander warrior smiled and said, "Our instruments have already detected the energy fluctuations of the Song of Entropy. There is a 95% chance that it is in the ruins of this alien territory.

Unfortunately, it was buried too deep and we had no way to get it out.”

Sarkan's expression became serious. "I didn't expect the Song of Entropy to end up in the aliens' territory. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to get it."

Comoros and its satellite areas are constantly absorbing other dimensions, and physical matter from many areas will be integrated into them.

It is not impossible that the Song of Entropy ended up here.

What's more troublesome is that it is difficult for them to take out the artifact under the surveillance of the aliens.

Unless all the armed forces in this alien territory are destroyed and occupied, it will be difficult to transport large equipment in.

"It's okay. The Archon of the Alien Territory has agreed to use large-scale equipment to help us find the artifact."

The Salamander Warrior said so.

"Are you crazy?"

Sarkan almost fainted when he heard this: "How can such important information be revealed to the aliens? This is related to the return of our Gene Father!"

The Salamander received the signal that there were no Dark Eldar xenos hiding in the nearby area.

He approached Sarkhan, set up a shielding field, and then revealed the hidden secret:

"The Xenomorph Archon is related to the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, and follows his orders."

Afterwards, the Salamanders showed Sarkhan some evidence, including the Primarch of Hope's personal markings, documents, and virtual recordings of their communications.

It is obvious that the Primarch of Hope is supporting an alien puppet to carry out some important plan.

This also explains why there are so many pure gene seeds in the alien territory, which must have been provided by the Primarch.

Now they are joining in.

Soon after, Sarkhan requested to see the xenos Archon, and at the same time met with the Primarch of Hope via telegram.

After that, he stayed to work as a blacksmith, and his salary was fifty pure gene seeds.

This is equivalent to hoping that the original body will be sold at half the price and given away at half the price.

He hoped that these warriors who were proficient in the art of casting could be fully utilized by him.

So it was necessary to input one's own gene seed into the Salamanders.

……

Redemption Satellite District, the spire of the Archon Fortress.

Ron ended the communication.

Just now he played the roles of Dark Eldar Archon and Primarch of Hope at the same time, communicating with Sarkhan, persuading and retaining the warrior to stay and serve him.

After that, he went back to work.

Ron was a little troubled.

The land in the Redemption Satellite Zone is now a little insufficient, and the port is too small to accommodate many ships.

This satellite area must absorb more dimensions of land in order to build a port that can accommodate the huge flow of people and facilitate the implementation of subsequent plans.

Now that the Redemption Satellite Zone is about to open to the entire Comoros, I must solve this problem.

If it is not done before the end of the construction project, there will be a lot of trouble later.

Soon, he received new information:
Large-scale engineering equipment is in place, and the ruins where the Song of Entropy artifact is located can be excavated tomorrow.

That artifact is related to the Primarch Vulkan, and I hope that the Primarch will help.

(End of this chapter)