Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 523 Savior: New reinforcements, the plague revenge army is coming!

The moment the virtual image of the descendant of Asurman appeared, the temperature dropped and cold runes appeared on the walls.

All the darkness came alive.

The residents of Comoros found that their shadows were distorted, and there were gazes as cold as ice chips in them.

They were horrible dimensional nightmare monsters, a combination of the grotesque and the creepy, like horrible statues corroded by darkness.

In the past, people would be terrified and tremble at the arrival of nightmare monsters.

But now it is different. The residents of Comoros know that the nightmare monster represents the will of the Eldar savior, the descendant of Asurman.

Balam looked at the figure of that noble being, as if he had been redeemed:

"Our savior...is here!"

The next moment, countless dark ghosts emerged from the darkness.

They climb and cross obstacles in a twisted posture, forming a black wave.

The black wave roared and pounced on the dark purple abominations, preventing those unnatural chaotic creatures from harming any Comorian residents.

"Sun of the Comoros, your people pray for guidance..."

"Do you see that noble existence? We can be saved!"

Those Comorian residents survived the disaster.

They looked up at the virtual image of the descendants of Asurman, tears streaming down their faces, offering their utmost respect.

Some emotional residents even resorted to self-injury and drew the worship contract runes with their blood.

Such scenes are happening in many areas of the Dark City.

Ron projected the shadow of the descendant of Asurman to any place where the signal could reach, and then sent out all the forces to redeem the satellite zone.

Including the Mandrake creatures of the Shadow Legion, the Redemption Cabal armed forces, the Dread Warriors, the Greenskins and the Tyranids, etc.

The main task of the Redemption Satellite Zone's armed forces is not to destroy the demons, but to protect the residents of Comoros and guide them to evacuate to the satellite zone.

Fortunately, the crack in the curtain has just appeared, and it is at the early stage of the invasion of the Chaos Demon Tide.

Those armed forces, combined with Comoros' original conspiracy armed forces and defense lines, were able to hold out a little.

There is no way around this.

If these Dark Eldar were really devoured by the Lord of Pleasure or other Chaos Gods, it would undoubtedly make them even more powerful, and he also needs these aliens to resist Chaos.

They can become part of their property, controlled through the vests of the descendants of Asurman.

More importantly, Ron can take this opportunity to have the Dark Eldar withdraw from the main city of Comoros and relocate them to the satellite area.

In this way, you can occupy the core of this network.

The dark city of Comoros is a magnificent webway city left behind by the ancient Elven Empire. It is not an exaggeration to call it the capital of the galaxy.

, is almost the most valuable territory and wealth in the galaxy.

"This wave is really a gamble. The bicycle turns into a motorcycle... no, it turns into a battleship!"

When Ron thought about the possible gains, he rubbed his hands with excitement, and even the anxiety of impending disaster was dispelled a lot.

The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish. In many cases, risk and reward are directly proportional.

A treasure like the Comoros Webway City is enough for you to risk your life and property for a gamble!

What's more, even if I wanted to retreat, it would be impossible.

The old emperor has already gone all in. If I run away now, Little Sun will probably be beaten into a top by the psychic big guy.

"People of Comoros, I am a descendant of Asuman, of ancient noble blood, and the savior of the Eldar..."

Ron took a deep breath and addressed the entire Dark City in the form of a virtual projection.

Fortunately, when we set up the propaganda station against the Supreme Overlord, we left behind a complete communication system, otherwise it would be impossible to send out such an emergency communication.

Now, his words are spread to all areas of Comoros through the communication system, ensuring that most of the Dark Eldar can hear them.

"I have some unfortunate news for you all. Due to the Supreme Overlord Victor's crazy upgrade plan, large-scale cracks have appeared in the Comoros Curtain.

This also led to the invasion of the Lady of Thirst, the Chaos Gods and the Primarch of Humanity's Hope. The Dark City could not withstand such a disaster and was on the verge of destruction.

I have tried to save this dark city, but I am powerless. The situation is beyond redemption."

Ron told the Dark Eldar about the current situation in a sad tone.
Put all the blame on the Supreme Overlord.

For an event as major as the destruction of Comoros, someone must take responsibility and the resulting hatred, and the Supreme Overlord is the best candidate.

Anyway, all this was caused by that tyrant.

The sorrowful tone of the descendant of Asurman caused the Dark Eldar, who had originally felt a glimmer of hope, to fall into deep despair again.

More people knelt on the ground in a daze.

No matter who you are, it would be difficult to accept the fact that the homeland where you have lived for generations is on the verge of destruction and there is no possibility of saving it.

It was roughly equivalent to humans hearing that Holy Terra had exploded and the Imperial Palace had been destroyed.

"Then...what should we do?"

The Dark Eldar merchant Bayram was in a trance as he looked at the shadow of the descendant of Asurman.

His last lifeline was also lost.

"What else can I do?!"

The desperate cabal warrior next to him sneered: "We will all die, our souls will be captured by the Lady of Thirst, and we will face eternal torment.

Do you understand? We are all going to die!"

He raised the sharp blade and cut his neck violently, dark red blood gushing out.

The cabal warrior fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth. "There is no hope anyway. I don't want to die under the torture of an abomination."

He slowly closed his eyes and welcomed the end.

As he lay dying, the cabal warrior heard the voice of the descendant of Asurman again.

“Yes, I cannot save this dark city, but I can save you...my noble people.

The Scion of Asurman will not break an oath. I promised to free all the Dark Eldar, and it will be done.

Now is the time for me to fulfill my promise.”

The voice of the descendant of Asurman became more firm and encouraging: “From today on, the Redemption Satellite Zone is fully open to accept all Dark Eldar.

My armed forces will hold off the demons, allowing you to evacuate safely to the satellite area.

After the evacuation is complete, I will destroy all access to the satellite area and completely isolate the minions of the Hungry Lady!"

He continued:
“Although this chaos disaster is terrible, it cannot destroy our noble race.

Once you reach the Redemption Satellite area.

You are now under the protection of the Goddess of Life, completely free from the ugly tentacles and erosion of the Thirsty Lady.

I, the descendants of Asuman, will provide every noble member of the tribe with a safe place to stay, enough souls, weapons and ammunition, as well as new careers... and hope!"

As Ron spoke, the virtual projection raised both hands and his tone became more fanatical.

It seemed that this time he was not suffering a disastrous defeat and evacuating, but was leading everyone to turn around and run towards a better life.

“The Comoros Great Migration Plan will begin from this moment. All Dark Eldar who are willing to follow me, please quickly go to the various evacuation points.

There will be a transport ship taking you to the Redemption Satellite Area.

Act now, my noble people, the Lady of Thirst is hungry and we are running out of time.

After seven dark days, all passages to the Redemption Satellite Zone will be destroyed, and staying in Comoros at that time will only lead to complete destruction.

In any case, the destruction of the Dark City is by no means the end; it means that the sufferings of the past have been buried.

We will have a new life!"

The words from the virtual projection of Asurman's descendants continued to spread in various areas.

To ensure everyone can hear.

The promise of that noble being gave the desperate Dark Eldar new hope, and even made them feel ecstatic that it was a blessing in disguise.

Balam hugged the child tightly in his arms and cried with joy: "We can survive. We still have to go to the Redemption Satellite Zone and go to the paradise of the Dark Eldar!"

"help me……"

At this moment, a pair of blood-stained hands suddenly grabbed him.

The conspiracy warrior had his eyes closed, but when he heard the words of the descendant of Asurman, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He realized that he didn't have to die and could go to the legendary Redemption Satellite Zone!
The conspiracy warrior regretted more and more, it seemed that he had wiped his neck a little too early.

The unfortunate fellow floundered on the ground, thinking he could still be rescued, and tried hard to grab the Dark Eldar merchant next to him.

I hope the other person can save my life.

He didn't want to miss this great migration or the allocation of new homes after demolition.

"Warrior, I can save you, but you must escort us to the Redemption Satellite Zone."

After some hesitation, Balam decided to save the conspiracy warrior and proposed the conditions of the contract.

There are abominations everywhere now, and we all have a common enemy, so it would be nice to have an extra force around.

After the conspiracy warrior agreed to the contract, he immediately took out the stimulant injection from the other party and injected it into him, saving his life. The body and soul of the dark elves are strong enough.

Even such a fatal injury can be rescued. If there are blood-ringed people, they can even sew the body together and revive it.

Afterwards, Balam and the others quickly rushed to the evacuation area.

The descendants of Asurman organized many armed and sailing transport teams.

They worked with the local cabal to resist the Chaos demons, transporting the residents of one area after another to the Redemption Satellite Area.

At this moment, the entire Comoros united under the command of the descendants of Asuman to overcome this terrible disaster together.

Although the descendants of Asurman have not yet been crowned, after the death of the Supreme Overlord Victor.

He has essentially become the sole ruler of the Dark Eldar.

No one dared to disobey the orders of that noble bloodline, especially in such a dangerous moment. Only by obeying his instructions could one survive.

Boom boom boom——

Comoros evacuation zone.

The roar of artillery fire from the defense line repelled the scattered attacks of Chaos Demons.

The armed forces of the Redemption Satellite Zone built a safe area and opened one channel after another to allow the residents of Comoros to come in.

Compared to the chaos in the city outside, everything here is so orderly.

The conspiracy warriors had no fear, they just silently carried out the predetermined plan and evacuated the personnel step by step.

They knew that behind them stood the descendant of Asurman, a noble being who would arrange everything.

All you need to do is to carry out the orders given to you.

After the chaotic group of Comoros residents came in, they were unconsciously infected by the atmosphere and were no longer so panicked and fearful.

Instead, follow the instructions and board the transport sailboat heading to the Redemption Satellite Zone.

Afterwards, one transport sailboat after another took off, entered the entrance of the Webway branch line, and headed for the Redemption Satellite Area.

Transport sailboat, inside the hold.

"Perhaps, this will be the last time we see this dark city..."

Balam looked out the window at the distant Comoros, which was in the midst of war.

From now on, we will forever leave the homeland where we have lived for generations, and there will be no hope of returning.

After he realized this, a faint smile appeared on his face and the fear in his heart gradually dissipated.

This is a good thing.

Under the cruel rule of the Supreme Overlord Vect and the threat of abominations, few Dark Eldar like the Dark City, let alone want to stay there.

Especially in recent years, under the continuous propaganda bombardment of the descendants of Asurman, the Dark Eldar have long regarded the Redemption Satellite Zone as the perfect home.

That is the afterglow of the ancient Eldar Empire and the dreamland of the Dark Eldar. Many residents of Comoros applied desperately and paid a lot of wealth.

It is not certain that you can get a household registration there.

But now, they can all go to that perfect home and receive the protection of the Goddess of Life.

For the Dark Eldar, this means large-scale demolition and migration, allowing them to leave the dirty Comoros and obtain the right to reside in the Redemption Satellite Zone.

Changing your life overnight is simply the best way to make money.

No Dark Eldar would linger on Commorro, they are already eager to redeem the satellite area.

The residents of the Comoros showed no sorrow at the destruction of their homes and began to celebrate in their transport sailing ships.

They excitedly discussed their upcoming new life and everything there.

Whether it is the wonderful city, the statue of the Goddess of Life, the paradise of souls or the arena of salvation, they are all familiar to you.

They have been following the news about the Redemption Satellite Zone and are eager to live there.

The inhabitants of Comoros were even somewhat grateful for the invasion of the Lady of Thirst, otherwise the descendants of Asurman would not have been determined to accept all the Dark Eldar into the Redemption Satellite Zone.

The original residents of the Redemption Satellite Zone are not very happy. They feel that the arrival of these Dark Eldar outsiders will inevitably affect the Redemption Satellite Zone.

It made this great city crowded and affected their nobility.

Fortunately, those Comoros refugees will be temporarily resettled in peripheral areas, and more efforts will be needed to obtain formal household registration.

Those people will become the new labor force or armed forces in the Redemption Satellite Zone and contribute to the development of the city.

In short, the devastating disaster in Comoros turned into a demolition-style mass migration under Ron's clever operation.

It can be said that everyone is happy.

The Dark Eldar were able to move on to the coveted Redemption Satellite, and the city of Commorragh was vacated.

As long as we destroy the corresponding channel entrance, isolate it from the Redemption Satellite Area, and then resolve the large rift in the curtain, we can expel the chaos tide.

He will then be able to truly own this long-awaited web city.

That was also the major victory that the emperor had been waiting for for a long time. Ten thousand years later, he was finally going to realize his original ideal.

Let mankind have the webway.

Just as the first batch of Dark Eldar were happily heading to the Redemption Satellite Zone, the situation in Comoros further deteriorated.

The spire terrace.

"The cracks are expanding faster than expected. If this continues, we won't be able to stop those demons..."

Ron looked up at the increasingly widening crack in the curtain, which looked like a torn wound, and frowned.

Not only the various regions of Comoros, but even the Black Throne Region may face new dangers.

Perhaps everything will be destroyed before the throne is repaired.

He looked at the virtual projection of the communication and asked the White Scars Primarch on the other side:

"Old Khan, how long can you hold on there?"

The Primarch sped away in his Artifact Vehicle, destroying a horrible Daemon Engine.

His face looked a little bad, and he was under a lot of pressure:
"According to the current speed at which the cracks are tearing, if no reinforcements arrive, we can only hold out for about three days at most."

Khan looked at Ron with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Tell me honestly, do we have any reinforcements?"

Ron sighed slightly: "There are reinforcements, but they are a little different from what you think."

At this time, he received a psychic message from the warp.

That was sent by reinforcements.

The reinforcements he was waiting for were the Great Unclean Ones under the command of his loving father, the plague's darlings filled with the fire of revenge.

They have undergone a collective transformation since the battle in the Garden of Nurgle, which is bound to come as a surprise to their former enemies.
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not long ago.

The Chaos Warp, Garden of Nurgle.

A thick yellow fog covers the unclean region, a jungle of life and disease, a corrupted land of rotting toxins.

However, many areas of this jungle are covered with traces of charring.

The tragic traces left by that war are still lingering.

After the war in the Garden of Nurgle, the Plague Lord, who was attacked by other evil gods and the damned, fell into a long sleep and the power of the plague was greatly reduced.

There aren't even that many Great Unclean Ones going around the galaxy to cause trouble.

They were all back in the Garden of Nurgle, and their occasional outings were not for invasion.

Of course, the cause of all this is the new favorite, the great unclean one - the big eater Bala.

Before the Plague Lord fell asleep, he appointed the First Favored to be in charge of matters related to the Garden of Nurgle.

However, Bara, the devil, the traitor, the Great Unclean One, completely distorted the customs of the Garden of Nurgle.

"Dear father, it was a complete mistake for you to hand over the power to that guy Bala!"

A sickly storm blew, twisted and screaming vines grew out of the muddy ground, and Rotigus, the Second Favorite, the Generous One, the Rain Father, strode into the garden.

He was furious.

Father Yu, who had just returned from the battle in the subspace battlefield, learned a piece of news.

In recent years, under the orders of the First Favored Bara, all Great Unclean Ones outside of the Warp have suspended their invasion of the galaxy.

Hiding in the Garden of Nurgle, studying and preparing the so-called "new big plan".

But Yu's father knew Bala, a waste who only knew how to eat, drink and enjoy himself, and had never even been to the battlefield.

He didn't think the other party could achieve anything.

That so-called big plan is most likely just a lazy way to evade responsibility.

As soon as Rainfather entered the swamp where the First Favored was, he heard the plague flies and the Nurgling band singing a soft, comic lullaby.

When the Nurglings saw the arrival of Rainfather, they made a gesture for silence, as if they were worried that the newcomer would disturb the First Favored and his guests.

When Father Rain saw the No. 1 favorite sleeping with his head buried in the mud and snoring, and the other unclean ones who were ranked at the top with funny sleeping postures.

He had only one thought in his mind:
"It's useless... It's all useless!"

(End of this chapter)