Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 519 is full of passion, the savior version of the golden big guy is coming!
After the crack appeared, the aura of the chaotic subspace emerged, absorbing the emotional energy condensed in the Comoros Webway.

"Fear and hatred?"

Ron felt the emotional energy in it, and also understood that the road vaguely appearing in the crack was one of the eight ways to become a god in the Chaos Subspace.

The most likely possibility is greed dissolution.

Of course, that is not the real path, but the embodiment of a certain concept. Almost all high-level beings in the galaxy have unknowingly embarked on different paths to becoming gods.

It's just that the impact can be big or small.

Only by reaching the top can you become the true God of the subspace.

Currently, the only ones who can reach the top are the Four Chaos Gods - Khorne, Slaanesh, Tzeentch and Nurgle. In fact, the Emperor himself can do it too.

But there was a bug and I just didn't want to go up.

As for the strong contender for the sixth true god of the Warp, Vashtor, the half-immortal who represented the art of evil, had been killed by the Emperor.

Now the Warp will welcome the seventh strong contender for the true God of the Warp, Victor, the supreme overlord who represents greed and dissolution!

"It seems that old guy Victor is also a character."

Ron looked at the crack with emotion, and pulled the legendary power sword out of the Slaanesh demon's big ass, causing it to let out an even more miserable cry.

But he always felt that it would be difficult for Victor to achieve such an achievement on his own.

From an ordinary slave in the Ancient Eldar Empire to the supreme overlord who rules Commorragh and the contender for the seventh true god of the Warp.

It would be strange if there was no assistance from the Lord of All Change.

Even the human empire spanning the galaxy occasionally needs the maintenance of the Lord of Change, let alone Comoros.

I just don't know what the Lord of Change's purpose is. Is he trying to create a powerful opponent for the Lord of Joy and weaken his strength, or is he hoping that the Supreme Overlord Victor will fail when he is closest to success?

It turned the plan that the Supreme Overlord and the Dark Eldar Blood Orcs had carefully prepared for thousands of years into a huge joke and created even more chaos.

Then He hid in the background and watched it all in secret.

Ron hoped it was the former, so that Victor could succeed quickly and roll into the subspace, and no longer affect himself in the real space.

Anyway, there are a lot of monsters and demons in the subspace, one more won’t make any difference, and that old guy may not be able to survive the obstruction of the gods.

If it is the latter, I must also ensure Victor's success.

To this end, he even took several safeguards to ensure the success of this plan to become a god.

The changes in the Black Throne made the war in the core area more intense. The Slaanesh Daemons increased the intensity of their attacks, while the Khorne Daemons tried their best to stop them.

As for those great demons of Tzeentch, they are still paddling around on the periphery.

"Get out of my way, you stupid beast!"

Xia Lashi Hell's Disaster looked at Kabanha who was blocking his way, and his anger became stronger and stronger: "Do you really want to see a new high-level god appear in the subspace?"

"Hell, you're in a hurry."

Kabanha stopped Hell's Disaster tightly and sneered smugly: "I said I won't let you get any achievements."

This supreme bloodthirsty demon has only one goal, to chop down the scourge of hell while preventing her from achieving any of her war objectives.

He swung his two blood axes with great force, chopped off the disaster of hell, and then slashed wildly at the demon of Slaanesh who came to stop him.

Gululu~
In the special petri dish next to the black throne, a series of bubbles surged.

“Hahahaha, I…it’s almost done!”

The Supreme Overlord Victor was in extreme excitement.

The essence of his soul is condensing in another dimension, becoming increasingly powerful.

The fear and hatred of countless lives and souls within the Commoran Webway are shaping a new Warp God.

"I succeeded. No one can stop me from becoming stronger..."

Victor thought so.

Of course he knew the dangers of the Warp. The Chaos God would never allow a new True God of the Warp to emerge, even if there was only a slight possibility.

That's why the Black Throne exists.

Once he becomes a god of the Warp and adapts to its powers, he will immediately flee back to the Webway like the Eldar God of Laughter, Xigoki.

Then use the Black Throne, this magnificent machine between the galaxies, to control the entire webway and manipulate the gates of each webway to open or close them at will.

The veil of the webway will also be made stronger.

By that time, the Dark Eldar and many of the Webway's lifeforms will be free of the corruption of the Lady of Thirst and the other Chaos Gods.

But they will welcome a new master, the god of trickery - Victor!

Victor has already thought of a way to become stronger.

He will suck the souls of the Dark Eldar on behalf of the Lady of Thirst, and at the same time drive them to the galaxy to capture more lives to nourish his own power.

To reach the end of the road of greed and dissolution and become the fifth true God of the subspace!

The poor descendant of Asurman and the savior did not know what would happen next.

Even if I knew, there was nothing I could do.

They are only worthy of crawling at their feet, praying for the protection of the God of Trickery and granting them the right to pass through the webway.

This is one of his most core powers.

Victor hopes to exchange the right to access the Webway for a steady supply of slaves that will serve as nourishment for the Human Empire.

He believed that the Human Empire would agree to this.

The short-lived monkeys are willing to do anything for the route.

Even the Emperor would give in to this, even at the cost of the lives of entire star systems.

That poor guy was once the strongest life in the galaxy and gave too much for the Webway. He just needed to give away some of the right of passage to the Webway.

It is enough to make that guy endure the humiliation and cooperate with me to do something.

Snapped--

The petri dish shattered with a loud bang, and the body of the Supreme Overlord Victor was wrapped in intense energy, and the resulting shock wave repelled all life around it.

Even the commander of the imperial guards and the twin demons were blown away by the leaking energy.

"Worship me..."

Victor was floating in the air, suffering from a lot of pain.

But he had a smile on his face as he looked down at everyone present, and especially gave the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, a provocative look.

"Thank you, Primarch Hope, for stopping the Chaos Demon. I will repay you well in the future. Perhaps you can kneel down now."

???

Ron waved his sword to block the crab claws swung by the Secret Keeper and raised his middle finger to Victor.

He didn't really understand what was wrong with this old guy.

Fortunately, now there is no one who can stop Victor from entering the subspace, and the plan has successfully reached a critical step.

swoosh~
Amidst a burst of wild laughter, Victor's body was torn apart by powerful energy, and the remaining soul essence was sucked into the subspace.

He completely abandoned his physical body and entered the warp.

Everyone could feel the powerful aura, and a new god was born in the subspace.

The Haemonchi masters were in a frenzy: "The noble Dark Eldar have finally welcomed their own god!"

This is the greatest thing.

The Haemonchi created their own god, who will help them resist the Lady of Thirst in the future.

"That guy Victor is finally gone."

Ron was even happier.

After the Supreme Overlord Victor entered the subspace, the "broadband" of the Black Throne was vacated, leaving enough space to introduce the soul power of the Little Sun.

Then the Emperor clone can be controlled.

He looked towards a certain area with expectation: "Old Khan, now it's up to you..."

"White Scar's cubs, follow me!"

hum-

With the roar of powerful engines, the Pale Eagle, the heavy artifact vehicle of the White Scars Primarch Khan, suddenly rushed out, followed by more elite White Scars warriors.

They stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight to the area where the Emperor's clones were located without any hesitation.

The cold light of the White Tiger Sword flashed, and any enemy that blocked the way was chopped down.

The Khan's veins bulged, and it was obvious that he was fighting for his life, trying against time.

He drove the vehicle quickly between the mechanical buildings, breaking through one defense and wall after another, and delivering the sacred machinery to the core area as quickly as possible.

The White Scar Primarch has been lurking until now, waiting for this moment. He is the key to the success of the mission.

Fortunately, he managed to get past all the demon and alien defenses and successfully lead the team to the destination.

This made Ron and the others excited, but also more nervous, because the truly dangerous battle was about to begin.

"Hey, hey, hey, please move aside. Don't block my research..."

The great sage of black machinery and genius Kohl got down from the vehicle with his huge body, still grunting as he carried the mechanical equipment.

His several hideous mechanical arms broke through the flesh-and-blood mechanical defenses of the Blood Orcs, pushed aside those Blood Orcs who didn't understand what was happening, and injected some electronic viruses into them.

Let them temporarily lose the ability to cause trouble.

After that, he worked with Moss to quickly start modifying the Black Throne.

This is a plan they have studied countless times, and all the relevant mechanical facilities and steps are ready.

The two great sages stretched out dozens of mechanical arms and connected those sacred machines to the black throne at an astonishing speed.

One person is equal to a construction team.

"You idiots have such crude skills, stuffing so many unnecessary parts in there."

Kaul's mechanical arm pulled out a bunch of parts and threw them back, then injected his data packet into the throne: "Hmm... where is the energy switch?"

This is something that has been discussed a long time ago.

He had to shut down the Black Throne temporarily to prevent anything from happening to it because of Victor entering the warp.

Soon, the complex data instructions injected by Kaul took effect.

The roaring rhythm of this magnificent mechanical building came to an abrupt halt, and the special crack on the black throne also closed.

Meanwhile, in the subspace.

This chaotic, infinite dimension constructed of pure energy is filled with the emotions and thoughts of all intelligent creatures in reality. They are all distorted into strange shapes for the nightmare entities to absorb.

This gave rise to more terror and whispers.

"All struggles, betrayals, and plots are over, and the eternal crown has been forged."

The twisted shadow was looking at all this greedily, and a hoarse and cold voice spread far away: "O Warp, you have welcomed a new god, and the Chaos Gods will also be terrified by my coming.

But they could only watch as the temple of the God of Trickery was built up bit by bit!"

Victor felt the new life and the huge evil energy in his body, and continued to absorb more hatred and fear.

In the future, the thoughts and emotions generated by these intelligent lives will continue to nourish this new god.

"It's time to return to the Webway to avoid being hunted by the Chaos God..."

Victor thought so, suppressing the violent emotions in his heart.

He has just gained power and still needs some time to grow.

However, when he wanted to return along the passage left by the black throne, he found that there was nothing in front of him.

???

"Where's the way back?!"

At this moment, the new God of Trickery was stunned.

There is no place that can provide protection in this subspace, and more malicious intent can be smelled.

He looked at the larger shadow slowly approaching from a distance and felt a little panicked.

This is the subspace that Victor has always dreamed of, a high-end situation where high-level life forms gather.

Soon, screams were heard in the distance.

……

Comoros Webway, Black Throne area.

hum~
A gentle golden glow flickers.

The sacred machine was continuously injecting the soul energy of the little sun into the clone of the Emperor in the black throne; even the pipes connecting the body were covered with golden light.

"Why not?!"

Ron stood beside the throne, frowning as he watched the sacred machine in operation.

"Savior, please don't rush me... I'm busy!"

Kaul was operating the machine, stumbling over his words and sweating profusely.

Looks very stressed.

He must use divine energy to connect the Little Sun to the Emperor's clone, while deeply controlling the Black Throne to activate it again.

"Whether all of us can survive depends on your skills..."

Ron looked at the dark, tsunami-like demonic tide ahead, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Due to the pause of the Black Throne, more cracks in the curtain appeared, and a large number of Chaos Demons invaded here, making it almost impossible to resist.

No one can help them now, not even the Emperor.

The warp grew more turbulent.

Except for the Lord of Plague lying in the black house, the other three Chaos Evil Gods came out of their respective realms, eyeing this webway covetously.

The Emperor is holding them back.

I'm afraid that in a dimension invisible to everyone, the Emperor is fighting an endless battle with the evil gods to stop their invasion of the Webway.

This is quite stressful for the emperor.

"Who allowed you to go there?"

Kabanha roared, grabbed the Supreme Secret Keeper and the Scourge of Hell and beat them violently, and rolled in the waves of Chaos Demons.

"Then I'll kill you first!" Xia Laxi was covered in wounds, and she was also enraged, fighting a life-and-death battle with the supreme bloodthirsty demon.

Every blow was so deadly.

However, this surging demonic tide inevitably rolled towards the core area of ​​the throne, and the defense line was shrinking.

One soldier after another fell.

"For the Emperor!"

The White Scar Primarch, the Lord Commander of the Custodes, Titus and others were also fighting hard, risking their lives for the Webway routes of the Human Empire.

Many Chaos Demons entangled and broke through the force field defense, roaring and grabbing at the Emperor's clone.

Ron gritted his teeth and rushed forward, desperately mobilizing his long-exhausted spiritual energy to resist the invasion of the heretic abomination.

Those attacks shattered his psychic shield and hit him hard.

The armor of this Primarch of Hope was almost completely corroded, his body was covered with rotten flesh and twisted tentacles, and he was no longer able to resist.

When he fell to the ground, he had already lost his breath.

"brother?!"

The White Scars Primarch Khan's eyes were wide open and he wanted to go up and help, but he was also deeply involved in the battle and could not provide any help.

"Is this what it feels like to be corrupted..."

Ron collapsed to the ground as if he had melted. Almost all of his organs lost their functions, and even his consciousness fell into darkness.

thump~
After his heart beat forcefully, he fell into silence.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ! !
Suddenly, a stronger heartbeat appeared, like the pulse of the solid earth, so powerful.

A strong golden light covered the black throne, and everyone felt that familiar energy, the power from a great being!

In an instant, humans, aliens, and demons all held their breath and looked towards the source of the light.

In the dazzling golden light, the tall and strong body slowly stood up, releasing unparalleled power.

No one can ignore his presence.

He was covered in sacred golden armor and had a crown of the sun on his head. Golden flames poured out from every gap in the armor, forming a liquid halo that flowed on the surface of the armor.

Every part of this body is so perfect and wild.

Anyone who sees the appearance of this being will inevitably feel fear and even surrender.

"The... the cursed one?"

The Chaos Demons' pupils shrank sharply, and a trace of fear appeared in their hearts.

"Your Majesty."

The commander of the imperial guards and his soldiers couldn't help but burst into tears when they saw this sacred scene.

"Father...Father..."

Even the White Scars Primarch Khan was stunned and walked over in a daze.

He looked at the existence before him, as if recalling the high-spirited days of the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago, when the brothers had not yet killed each other and still had a common father.

That being heard it.

The resolute face that had been chiseled by swords and axes looked at the White Scar Primarch, and the familiar voice from the Emperor ten thousand years ago rang out:

"Khan, why are you being so polite? Just call me brother."

As he spoke, he put his big, strong hands around the other person's shoulders and winked, "Didn't you say you would have a health check-up with me?
We'll have some fun then."

???

This time, Khan was almost killed.

"The Emperor..." The commander of the imperial guards felt it difficult to breathe and his fists became stiff as he watched this scene.

"You're Ron?!"

Khan also came to his senses and realized that the real soul in the cloned body was the Primarch of Hope, the Savior.

This was their original plan.

That means their plan... was successful!

“Ahem.

I... I'm Ron, I just don't quite fit in."

Ron tried hard to adapt to the infinite power in his body, and his understanding of the subspace and psionics reached a higher level, and he also restored his voice.

Even his face became more like his own.

At this moment, he finally understood how powerful the Emperor was. His psychic talent and physical potential were simply invincible.

Even if you don't do anything, you can naturally become a truly strong person.

"Now, it's time to deal with you..."

Ron walked down the stairs to the throne. The connecting pipes behind him fell off bit by bit, and his aura became stronger.

He picked up the legendary power sword on the ground and lit it.

More than three meters long golden flames gushed out, turning the weapon into a holy sword burning with sacred flames, and complex runes could be vaguely seen in it.

Afterwards, he used his psychic energy to absorb another power sword, and it also appeared as a burning holy sword.

hum~
"I'm so strong now...even I'm afraid of myself!"

Golden wings grew behind Ron, and with a three-meter-long holy sword in each hand, he rushed towards the wave of chaos demons.

The golden figure fought his way in and out of the chaotic demon waves seven times, and wherever it passed, the demons trembled in fear.

No Chaos Demon dared to block the brilliance of this being and could only flee in panic.

Roar--

A terrifying roar was heard.

"Savior, the final battle between us has finally arrived. Kabanha will chop off your head!"

Kabanha ended the battle and crawled out from the ruins somewhere, holding the head of the Supreme Secret Keeper, Xia Lashi, the Scourge of Hell, in his hand.

His momentum, fighting spirit and strength reached their peak.

This supreme bloodthirsty demon was in extreme excitement. After waiting for so many years, he finally faced a life-and-death battle with his lifelong enemy.

He followed the savior's breath and saw a tall and strong golden figure.

(End of this chapter)