Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 518: Battle, the Savior and Kabanha’s century-long alliance!
"Savior, I have betrayed your trust."

Jubal lowered his head in shame.

When he was choosing a shortcut on the webway, he was unlucky enough to run into another wave of demons. He still hoped that the Primarch Savior could hold on and kill all the demons.

"At least we arrived on time, so it was a blessing in disguise."

Ron waved his hand and didn't dwell on it anymore.

He looked up at the area in the distance, and an inexplicable shock arose in his heart.

It was a mechanical creation of the Dark Eldar aliens - the Black Throne. Although it was called a throne, it was actually a huge mechanical building complex.

It is composed of countless complex metal structures and gears.

Living biological tissues were used in some parts, making the mechanical buildings look even more hideous.

"What a stunning piece of mechanical art..."

After Ron had rested enough, he got off the sidecar of the White Falcon and walked towards the mechanical building area.

This is the magnificent mechanical creation that the Supreme Overlord Victor spent countless resources and lives to build. There are few machines in the galaxy that can compare with it.

He could feel the roaring rhythm contained in it.

At this moment, the Primarch of Hope had only one thought:
This damn thing seems to be bigger than the Golden Throne. Can I really get down after I go up there? Will my fate be worse than that of the Emperor? !

But come all come.

Things had come to this point, and he had no choice but to continue.

Today, this region of the Webway is one of the most terrifying battlefields in the galaxy.

The warp cracks tore huge wounds in the curtain, and the surface of the mechanical building complex was dyed with a weird, distorted light.

Three completely different chaotic energies are invading the webtoon reality, and more chaotic distortions are occurring.

Joyful pink and purple mist fell from the dome, bloody rivers of magma gushed out from the ground, and twisted blue runes grew in the reverse direction along the lines of the building.

The Chaos Demons under the Chaos God attacked from different directions.

Six androgynous keepers of secrets descended upon the spiral staircase of desire to the Dark Eldar's defenses, their perfect bodies reflecting the faces of millions of hungry beings.

They exude an unholy aroma that causes the surrounding Cabal warriors to dissolve into pink slime as they scream, before reforming into terrifying creatures.

The warriors' souls had already been absorbed.

The eight-headed Khorne Daemons roared and crawled out from the sea of ​​magma and blood. Their bodies seemed to be made of the hardest rocks, and those dark matter rays could hardly cause any damage to them.

The blood axes wielded by these violent beasts became mobile meat grinders. One head after another was chopped off, forming a special skull temple for worshiping the blood god.

The nine crow heads chanted the spell of paradox at the same time.

These weavers that emerged from the void array were at the boundary between reality and illusion, and even the artillery fire of the Conspiracy's heavy sailing ships could hardly reach them.

Their arrival caused chaos in the order. Wherever their snake-shaped staffs touched, the ancient relic technology controlled by the Dark Eldar all turned against them, causing more casualties.

These Chaos Demons are just the vanguard, more invaders are coming.

Like a tsunami, the abominable demons descended upon the fortress spire that the Black Heart Conspiracy had spent countless centuries to build.

"Comoros' wounds are tearing, and true blood is flowing..."

The Black Throne has entered a critical stage, and Victor, the supreme overlord in the petri dish, can no longer send any information to the outside world.

He looked at the surging tide of demons coming from the Black Throne area and felt a little powerless.

Victor suddenly realized that he had lost control of the situation. All his arrangements were so powerless that they even turned into poisonous blades stabbing him.

It's like there is an invisible hand controlling everything.

That was something that had never happened in tens of thousands of years, and the Supreme Overlord felt like a chess piece, being manipulated by higher-level beings.

Even a little bit of anger they release can consume themselves.

"Did I fail in this game with the Lord of Change?!"

Victor thought feebly.

The defensive line he had arranged could no longer stop the invasion of the Chaos Demons, and his plan to become a god, which had taken him ten thousand years to prepare, became a bubble.

The Lady of Thirst will eventually take away the souls of all Dark Eldar and inflict eternal torture on them!
This is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing for the Dark Eldar, and even the Supreme Overlord is no exception.

Victor's face became distorted when he thought of this:

"Oh, Chaos Gods, I have failed. I have lost this crown, and even the heart of Commorra has been shattered by your corruption...

But how do you know that it isn't the perfect barb buried in your throat?"

The gaze of the Supreme Overlord became firm. Commorragh and the Dark Eldar could only belong to him and no one else.

If they fail, Chaos Daemons will take over the Comorian Webways.

Then everyone will enjoy Commorra's final dessert - the microscopic black stone device at the root of his tongue will activate the self-destruct device, causing the entire Commorra to fall into destruction, and the Dark Eldar will also perish.

The large special soul circuit hidden in Commorragh will also suck away the souls of all dark Eldar and dedicate them to the Eldar's god of death.

That was his final revenge.

The Ark Eldar cousins ​​and the god of death will continue to seek revenge on the Lady of Thirst.

Just as Victor was waiting for his final destruction, a new army invaded the Black Throne area.

It was a mixed army of the Kabal, descendants of Asurman.

Numerous conspiracy forces, fear warriors, greenskins, tyranids and mandela legions poured into the defense line of the Black Heart Conspiracy.

"Damn rebels!"

The Black Heart Conspiracy's superior archon grew increasingly furious upon seeing the attacking rebels of the descendants of Asurman.

He hadn't expected the rebels to attack at this time, and they had to face new enemies besides the Chaos Daemons.

The situation became even more desperate.

"That idiot descendant of Asurman chose to attack at this time, does he want to see Comoros fall into destruction?!"

The Dark Eldar of the Black Heart Conspiracy all felt a sense of powerlessness and chilling.

They had not expected that the descendants of Asurman would be as vicious as the Supreme Overlord, using any means necessary to strike the enemy, even at the cost of destroying everything.

However, instead of attacking the Cabal, the combined forces of the Asurmanite descendants turned around and stopped the demons.

Archons such as Fok calmly issued orders to defend against demons.

Their voices echoed across the battlefield: "We come at the behest of the descendants of Asurman, to defend you against the daemons of Chaos.

From now on, we are comrades-in-arms who share life and death, not enemies! "

"Lord Asuman also said that all Comoros' armed forces must ensure the safety of the Black Throne and the Supreme Overlord. Only in this way can the future of Comoros be protected..."

The Dark Eldar of the Black Hearted Conspiracy were deeply moved by the generosity and foresight shown by the descendants of Asurman.

They no longer hated each other, but united against the enemy.

"Descendant of Asurman, I should really admire your courage..."

Even the supreme overlord Victor, who was soaking in a special solution, felt inexplicably moved.

He also didn't expect that the guy would send his troops to help fight the devil at all costs at such a moment.

But that feeling of being touched was only temporary and soon disappeared.

What followed was immense joy and enthusiasm, as the Supreme Overlord realized that his plan to ascend to godhood had a hope of success.

"I will soon descend upon the stage of the subspace and become a high-level being that influences the fate of the galaxy. At that time, I will no longer be a chess piece that can be manipulated by others.

As for the descendant of Asurman, he is not even qualified to be my enemy. His pathetic efforts and struggles will all become stepping stones for my promotion..."

But what he didn't know was.

The descendant of Asurman, the Primarch of Hope and Savior, feared more than anyone that Vector's plan to "become a god" would fail.

Ron knew Victor's character very well. The old bastard would definitely destroy everything before he failed.

So, he had to get Victor safely into the subspace.

With the assistance of the mixed coalition forces of the Redemption Satellite Zone, the Black Throne area entered a classic chaos phase, with the colorful armies of various forces fighting in a mess.

This was also a situation that Roan had deliberately created to make it easier for the White Scars Primarch Khan and his men to approach the core of the Black Throne.

The White Scars' cavalry squad has been hiding in a mechanical building, ready to launch a final assault at any time and place a sacred machine to guide the little sun soul.

The key is that the Supreme Overlord Victor can successfully enter the subspace and give up the "broadband" of the Black Throne, so that the soul energy of the Little Sun can come from behind.

"Let's go over there quickly..."

Under the cover of Mandela's shadow, Ron and Jubal moved towards the core of the Black Throne step by step.

hum~
The operation of this magnificent mechanical building has reached the final stage, and the black throne at the core is filled with rich soul energy.

You can even faintly hear the sound of your heartbeat.

That was coming from the heart of the clone of the Emperor sitting on the throne. Although the clone had no consciousness, all the functions of its body were already functioning.

As a clone of the strongest life form in the galaxy, it exudes power.

It makes the surrounding aliens feel terrified.

Not only aliens, but chaos demons are also afraid of it.

After all, that man used to be the strongest life form in the galaxy, and now he is the strongest cursed person in the subspace, the super light bulb, and the king of darkness!

hum~
The last wave of energy was input into the throne's mechanical building. With a crackling sound, more white psychic lightning spread along the pipelines and was finally injected into the black throne.

The Emperor's clone floated into the air, and a large amount of psychic energy hit the body with a power that could tear apart almost any flesh.

But the clone endured it, and its eyes burst into dazzling white light.

With such a huge reaction, everyone knows that the Supreme Overlord’s upgrade plan has reached the final step.

hiss--

"We are the feast ourselves, and your pain is the wine..."

The twin demons of Slaanesh, Dexissa and Sinissa, broke through the defenses set up by the Blackheart Cabal and entered the core area of ​​the throne. With their wings as gorgeous as colorful butterflies, scarlet crystal clusters grew out of the void and pierced through all the nightmare warriors of the Cabal who tried to stop them.

Even the heavy armed forces along the way collapsed under this attack.

The twin demons' bone whips and rapiers are entangled in the mist of lust, cutting the entire space into prisms that refract countless emotions.

This is a deadly trap for the Dark Eldar, causing them to be overwhelmed by their own extreme emotions.

The two demons suddenly rushed towards the black throne.

The Lord of Pleasure had long been aware of the impact that the smooth operation of the Black Throne would have on Comoros, and was desperate to destroy it.

Now that the Black Heart Conspiracy's armed forces in the core area have been destroyed, no one can stop the destruction of the Black Throne.

But before the twin demons could launch their attack, several white lightning bolts struck.

"For...the Savior and the Khan!"

The White Scar Cavalry Squad rushed out at an extremely fast speed to resist the Chaos Demon, which was so heroic.

However, if you look closely, you will see that on the sidecar of each White Falcon, there is a high-ranking Golden Corn Man - the Imperial Guard.

The commander of the Imperial Guards and his soldiers jumped from the side of the vehicle, activated their jump packs in mid-air, and slammed down in front of the twin demons.

The commander of the imperial guards drew the sword at his waist and pointed it at the enemy in front of him: "In the name of the Golden Throne, heresy is forbidden!"

"This body is the wall of the throne, the shield wall array."

The imperial guards behind the commander raised their shields and formed a wall in an orderly manner, not moving an inch.

Any heretic abomination that wants to pass through here and desecrate the Emperor's clones must first step over the corpses of these Emperor's servants!

"The lackey of the cursed one!"

The twin demons tried to bypass the shield wall, but were stopped by the psychic energy and force field wall formed by the imperial guards.

They roared in anger and attacked the Imperial Guards together, the pink and purple magic flames intertwined with the light of guns, bullets and power swords.

Afterwards, more Chaos Daemons invaded. The Thunder Guards and White Scar Warriors rushed forward to stop them and used more than ten sacred urn bombs to rescue them.

The Black Throne area was like yellow light bulbs being lit one after another, except that the Chaos Demons now had the means to deal with it and the protection of the evil god, so their attacks became more bold.

"No, we don't have the advantage in numbers..."

Ron hid in a corner of a mechanical building, keeping a close eye on the situation on the battlefield to prevent any accidents from happening.

But he also realized that there were too many Chaos Demons and they could not hold on any longer.

Suddenly, a six-legged Slaanesh Keeper broke through the defense constructed by the White Scars warriors and swung its long blade towards the complex pipelines of the Black Throne.

bang——

The force field near the Black Throne blocked the attack, but the Secret Keeper was not discouraged and continued to slash with his sword.

Each hit consumes the energy of the special force field.

What's more troublesome is that now there is no one who can stop the Chaos Demon.

Ron's scalp tingled as he looked at the force field that was about to break. He didn't bother to hide himself anymore and flew forward to stop it.

"I'll go to you!"

He used almost all his strength to strike back, kicking the Chaos Demon away with one big foot, and then ran over and started beating him up.

The appearance of the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, attracted more attention, and several Chaos Daemons attacked.

That's why he didn't show up before.

I hope that the Primarch Savior will have no less priority than the Black Throne and the Emperor's Clones in the Chaos Warp.

"Trying to launch a sneak attack?!"

Ron dodged the slash of the Slaanesh Demon, and without even turning his head, he fired a sacred urn bomb at the demon who was trying to launch a sneak attack from behind.

It fell to the ground screaming.

Afterwards, he swung the power sword to block the incoming poisonous stinger, and cut off the arm of the demon holding the poisonous stinger with one sword.

Whoosh!
A strong wind blew.

Ron's psychic power sensed an irresistible danger, and even his hair stood on end.

He rolled on the spot to avoid the spear that was stabbing at him.

The spear pierced the ground, immediately corroding it into a wriggling pit of rotten flesh, which was obviously highly poisonous.

But before he could blink, the spear disappeared again.

Fast, too fast!
The attacker's speed and skills are simply at the pinnacle, and he even has a special cloak that makes it impossible to see his body shape when launching the attack.

Ron took a deep breath, alert for the attack that might come at any time.

"Savior, you are too weak. You can't even withstand such an attack..."

The voice of Shalahi Hellbane echoed around.

She has been waiting for a savior to appear and put an end to this false legend of the Warp.

"is it?"

Ron didn't pay much attention to the enemy's verbal attack. To be honest, this attack power was not as good as that of the guy on the forum.

He no longer dodged too much, but stood there with his eyes closed, feeling the trajectory of the attack.

The spear flashing with cold light attacked again.

"Got you!"

Ron sneered.

He turned his head slightly, avoiding the fatal blow, and grabbed the gun at the same time.

With his other hand, he raised the sacred urn launcher and fired it at Xia Laxi's face.

"How can it be?!"

Xia Laxi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw the cursed person's weapon flying towards him, growing bigger and bigger in his sight.

Duang——

At the moment of the explosion, the shield of Hell was raised, and the sacred weapon hit it and exploded.

But most of the light is refracted in other directions.

The speed and combat awareness of this Chaos Fighting Champion are too strong!

When Ron realized this and wanted to dodge, it was too late.

His body was entangled by many pink tentacles and he could hardly move.

That is a weapon made from the fragments of the Lord of Joy, equipped on Hell in the form of a cloak, and is also the most powerful source of his power.

"I caught you..."

Xia Laxi's tall and slender body appeared in front of the savior, stabbing down fiercely with a spear in his hand.

Ron felt the breath of death, and even his heart skipped a beat. Just as he activated his trump card -

A huge red demon body broke in.

"Don't think about it!"

Kabanha chopped off the tentacles with his bloody axe and stood in front of the Primarch of Hope. His spear missed its target and pierced the shoulder of the supreme bloodthirster.

But he didn't care and swung the bloody axe towards Xia Laxi's front.

The Hellbender did not face the violent attack head-on, but drew away his spear and disappeared into the maze formed by his cloak.

"Kabanha?"

"Savior."

At this moment, the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, and the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon looked into each other's eyes, with both brotherhood and a strong desire to fight.

They all knew that there would be a life-and-death battle between the opponents.

"You arrived just in time..."

Ron felt a little numb after experiencing this classic scene of brothers rescuing each other.

As expected, it was this half-brother who had to come to the rescue at the critical moment, saving himself a trump card.

"I just don't want you to be beheaded by other demons..."

Kabanha's bloodshot eyes were filled with a strong fighting spirit: "Once you chop off Hell's head, I will fight you to the death!"

Murderous intent surged in his heart, and he couldn't wait to chop off the savior's head.

"I'm waiting for your challenge."

Ron didn't worry at all and accepted the challenge in a pretentious manner.

You may not be able to win now, but that may not be the case later.

At this time, both of them were alert to possible attacks from all around them, and they could not help but stand back to back facing the enemy.

It looked as if he hoped that the Primarch Savior and the Supreme Bloodthirster were joining forces to fight the enemy, staring at the demons around him in a daze.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

Kabanha seized the opportunity and lunged forward, knocking away the Hellbender who was about to attack.

Ron also rekindled the legendary power sword and stabbed it into the butt of another Chaos Demon.

boom--

Suddenly, the entire Black Throne area underwent a strange change.

A strange crack appeared above the throne, and a twisted road could be vaguely seen...

(End of this chapter)