Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 565: The Lion Prince's Heir: Oh my god, how did the empire become like this? !

The senior Space Marine took off his broken helmet and remained silent.

He is a descendant of the Lion King and the Chapter Master of the Vigilant Angels, a branch of the Dark Angels.

A few days ago, the Chief Librarian of the Vigilant Angels detected a danger of destruction.

The danger is very likely to come to the fortress world not far from them.

So, this sub-group of Dark Angels, which was only established during the Second Founding and whose name was not even included in the Davio Codex, sent a warning to that world.

At the same time, go there as quickly as possible to support the battle brothers stationed in that fortress world.

That is the mission of the Vigilant Angels - to support any battle-brother in need, no matter the cost.

They did not want other chapters to repeat their tragic experience.

After the beginning of the 42nd millennium, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the void, isolating this area from the empire.

The Vigilant Angels came under attack from Chaos, and were left alone and without support, losing their homeworld, their monasteries, and the relics of their Chapter's honor.

Since then, they have wandered among the stars, fighting off enemies in the darkness.

At the same time, look for other fighting brothers who need help and provide them with necessary assistance.

Even if I am already covered in scars, I will do it at all costs!

However, the vigilant angel was still a step too late.

When they arrived, they saw only the horrible shadow of chaos that spread across the galaxy, the flames of destruction, and the fortress planets that died in wailing!
As for the fighting brothers who guarded this world, they had long lost contact with them, and the Space Fortress Monastery had turned into fireworks.

The ships of the Vigilant Angels were also affected by the unknown attack and suffered heavy damage.

Fortunately, they escaped.

In the field of vision, the planet sphere of the fortress world was slowly cracking, and magma was spilling into the space, like a cracked raw egg.

"The fortress world and the entire galaxy died. There is no possibility of recovery..."

Saraf frowned and felt heavy-hearted.

It is not a good experience for any warrior of the empire to see a world destroyed before their eyes.

What's more, this is an important fortress world.

The fortress world is a vital planet type for the empire, forming a strict defense system with the surrounding civilized worlds and space fortresses.

It is usually used as a hub defense line in important areas to resist the invasion of heretics and aliens.

For example, Cadia is one of the Empire's famous fortress worlds, firmly guarding the entrance to the Eye of Terror.

It resisted Chaos for many centuries, and withstood the attacks of a dozen Black Crusades.

Although the fortress world in front of us is not as good as Cadia, it is not much worse.

The descendant of the Lion King could hardly imagine what kind of powerful force could destroy it and the surrounding defense system so easily.

What was even more terrifying was that their ships suffered heavy damage just as they approached.

"Think Tank, have you captured any clues of the enemy?"

Saraf sighed and asked softly.

He raised the master-level power sword in his hand, and the blade seemed to have been hit by an unstoppable blow and turned into broken scrap metal.

Later, he also discovered that there were several serious cracks in his armor and the power system could hardly function.

After seeing his warriors die in an unknown attack, the Chapter Master rushed forward to stop it.

With just a split second of contact, his weapon was destroyed.

The whole person was knocked out.

From beginning to end, he didn't see the enemy clearly.

"No, nothing."

The chief think tank turned pale and shook his head:
“My Lord, the interference from the subspace is too strong. It distorted all the traces left and damaged all the monitoring equipment.

Even we suffered the backlash of the psychic energy and were seriously injured."

Upon hearing this, Saraf and the warriors felt deeply humiliated.

They suffered a disastrous defeat without even seeing the enemy.

"God-Emperor, the warp has echoed again..."

Suddenly, the chief think tank's eyes rolled back and white arcs of electricity flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He seemed to have lost consciousness, muttering obscure spells.

This elderly think tank, under some special influence, entered into a state of prophecy again.

Before he collapsed after exhausting his spiritual energy, he uttered a few words in a loud voice: "He is chasing us...Run!"

The warning from the chief think tank made Saraf suddenly change color.

He roared and gave orders: "Sergeant, use whatever means to speed up the ship and leave here, pharmacist, come quickly!"

The Chapter Master never doubted the Chief Librarian's judgement.

It is because of that wise man that they have been able to survive until now in such dark times.

The vigilant angels did not dare to stop at all and left the airspace as quickly as possible.

To avoid the possible risk.

However, the deadly aura still followed like a shadow, as if it had set its sights on the damaged ship and wanted to devour it completely.

……

A few days later.

In a certain airspace, a frigate was sailing slowly, and from time to time, parts could be seen flying out of the broken hull.

The ship's jet engine gasped like an old bellows.

This old frigate, the only property of the Vigilant Angels, is on the verge of collapse.

Inside the bridge.

"We can't hold on for much longer. Perhaps the Lion King's offspring will perish here."

Saraf looked tired.

That deadly and brutal shadow never left, and the high-intensity vigilance for many days made this high-level warrior exhausted.

What’s more troublesome is that the frigate can hardly move anymore.

As the technical sergeant said: "My lord, the engine of this old guy is almost broken in half. It is undoubtedly the blessing of the Emperor that it can survive until now."

Of course, the ship's technical priests had a different story.

The technical priests believed that it was the blessing of Omnissiah that made the machine soul so tough and maintained the operation of the machinery.

That's a miracle.

Every day they chant binary hymns around the engine, and then kowtow hard to praise the protection of the God of All Machines.

No matter who provided the blessing, it is now fading away.

The lives on this ship will also lose the chance to escape, and will be completely swallowed up by the darkness chasing behind, ushering in a tragic fate.

The armor of the vigilant angels was tattered, but they all held their weapons tightly with unwilling expressions on their faces.

They are not afraid of death.

Rather, he was worried that he had not been able to spread the news of the terrible enemy and warn nearby galaxies.

Saraf's eyes dimmed as he asked, "Do you think we can hold on until hope arrives?"

"My Lord, hope never dies."

The chief think tank had blood-stained cloth tied around his eyes.

He lost both eyes due to the backlash of high-intensity psychic energy, and now there are not enough resources to treat him, not even a pair of electronic eyes can be replaced.

The older warrior remains optimistic, as if nothing can knock him down.

He is almost the oldest member of the chapter, his name is also a secret, and he also shapes the style of this chapter.

Different from the offspring of other lion kings.

The vigilant angels do not have much hatred in their hearts, and will not hunt down the so-called fallen battle brothers.

In fact, those warriors had no idea about Caliban's betrayal and the secret of the Lion King's fall.

Perhaps, this chief think tank is the only one who knows those secrets.

It's just that he doesn't want to mention it, and doesn't want to hate.

I also believe that the Lion King's descendants will resolve this hatred and return to the original track.

"Hope never dies?"

Saraf murmured, with a hint of doubt in his words.

Over the years, the Vigilant Angels have seen nothing but endless suffering and darkness in the empire's territory.

Killing, famine, death, madness, distortion.

Planet after planet lost contact with Holy Terra, becoming isolated and helpless, with life dying in wailing.

It was unknown what had become of the Imperium, whether the Emperor still existed, or whether other Imperial territories had also been struck by the terrible attack.

Now even this determined captain can no longer hold on.

Does the empire still exist?

"I once dreamed of a lion waking up from a dark forest."

The Chief Think Tank looked at the confused Chapter Master and suddenly said:
“Not only that, I also dreamed of a golden sun, whose warm rays dispelled the darkness and illuminated us.

It was some kind of divine foreshadowing.

Although I don’t know what that means, the offspring of the Lion King is destined not to be abandoned.”

"Then what shall we do?"

"Hold on and wait for salvation. Perhaps we will get support soon."

The chief think tank spoke in a firm tone.

In fact, the Librarian did not know what the future would be like, but he could not give up any hope. It was because of this that he was able to wake up from his corruption, escape the fate of a traitor, and escape from the warp.

Instead of continuing to follow the existence that made the lion king fall asleep.

Afterwards, Saraf and others persisted for a while, and were affected by chaotic turbulence.

The demonic attack almost left them with no ammunition or food.

What’s even more terrifying is that the deadly shadow is already very close, and it seems that it will open its bloody mouth in the next second.

At this desperate moment, the ship channel suddenly captured a message.

This brought about new changes in the situation.

It was a message sent over the Imperial public frequencies, capable of reaching nearly any Imperial ship.

The news claims:

"The great savior, His Majesty Ron Grant, will protect all the people of the dark side of the empire. Those who receive this message can follow the instructions to go to Dawn City to seek assistance."

After reading the message filled with divine music, the vigilant angels looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Your Majesty, the Savior?"

Saraf didn't quite understand: "When has our empire ever had another emperor? Could it be that Holy Terra has a new supreme lord?
Think Tank, are you aware of the existence of this person named Ron Grant?"

In his impression, after certain supreme lords and tyrants came to power, they would indeed rule certain areas in the name of the emperor.

Of course, when they were in Holy Terra, they still maintained the title of Supreme Lord.

The chief think tank shook his head:

"I have never heard of this name in my life. Maybe it's some newly emerged ambitious person. There are too many similar things."

The Space Marines do not like politicians or ambitious people, and will not get involved in the political storm of Holy Terra unless necessary.

That's not what soldiers do.

"At least we have some good news. The empire may have changed, but it still exists."

The Chief Librarian turned to the Chapter Master and made a suggestion: "We should go to the Dawn City in the information and spread the news of the unknown enemy.

Of course, it could be a trap, but we have to take the risk.”

"Yes, we must go."

Saraf nodded, agreeing with the idea.

This may be the only hope. If they don't go to seek support, they will be trapped and die on this ship due to lack of resources.

It is more likely that you will be caught up by that terrifying shadow.

The Chapter Master issued new orders, alerting the Angels to head to Auroville to seek support from the Empire.

Soon, the frigate followed the coordinate data in the information and arrived at an empty airspace.

They followed the instructions in the message and replied with a string of data codes.

Afterwards, a cold electronic voice came from the ship's communication channel:

"Unknown traveler, you have initially passed the verification of the Mechanical Goddess and have been determined to be human beings of the Empire.

Next, we will open the A3578 webway passage in the middle section of the Vidal Corridor in the Hazy Star Region and guide you to Dawn City via a safe route.

Please exercise restraint on your journey and do not destroy any life or buildings on the Webway, or you will be expelled."

"Webway, when did humans master the alien's Webway?!"

Saraf and the chief think tank were shocked when they heard the electronic voice's narration.

They obviously knew about the alien technological building called the Webway, and they also understood the convenience of this building.

Afterwards, under the shocked gazes of the vigilant angels, the space fluctuated and a huge mechanical portal emerged from the void.

In a very short time, this physical building crossed the curtain between the subspace and the real universe and appeared in the airspace of the Milky Way.

The frigate of the vigilant angels did not hesitate much and entered the webway portal before the countdown ended.

Head to the so-called Dawn City.

Soon after the frigate entered the Webway portal, a raging wave of Chaos overwhelmed the area.

Then it slowly subsided.

A certain abominable creature failed to capture its prey and left in extreme anger.

……

web channel.

A frigate emitting black smoke was moving forward in the huge physical passage, with towering barriers on both sides extending into the endless distance.

"Emperor, this... is the webway? What a magnificent alien building."

Saraf was increasingly shocked by what he saw, yet at the same time, he felt slightly relieved.

I didn't see any enemies behind the webway portal, so it's probably not some kind of trap or ambush.

The vigilant angels continued to move forward in a nervous mood, heading towards the unknown city, where they expected to receive assistance from the empire.

It just didn't take long.

The vigilant angels became alert and prepared for battle.

They saw a large number of green-skinned aliens, occupying almost the entire area on the side of the webway and spreading into the distance.

Those green-skinned aliens were in a huge crowd, and there were many mechanical platforms floating in the air. Many of the alien mechanical platforms were larger than their frigates.

Such a sudden encounter caught Saraf and others off guard, and they didn't even have time to dodge.

"How to do?"

"Should we attack defensively, or turn around and evacuate."

"According to the current situation, there is almost no possibility for us to successfully cross this area."

In the Vigilant Angel's command channel, everyone was waiting for the decision to be made by the Chapter Master.

They felt very unwilling.

We finally managed to contact the Empire, but it was destroyed by these damn aliens!

While Saraf was hesitating, a new cry suddenly came from the command channel:

"My Lord, I have made a new discovery. Those green-skinned aliens seem to have...our Imperial Skyhawks!"

Only then did everyone suddenly notice the strangeness of the greenskins.

On the bodies of the green-skinned aliens and on the large mechanical platforms, there are the sky eagles of the human empire, representing the emblem of humanity shining brightly in the dim light.

What is even more surprising is that those greenskins, wearing yellow work helmets, seem to be working in a group, repairing the cracks in the network with great effort.

The green-skinned overseers would whip the lazy guys from time to time:

"Hurry up and work, the lazy boy will be eaten!"

"A loyal boy never sleeps in!"

"Waaagh~ You hit the wrong person, I'm the supervisor..."

The vigilant angels were almost stunned as they looked at this scene. The sight before them was beyond their imagination.

"Waaagh, for the Emperor!
We are loyal greenskins. You are not allowed to interfere with our work when you pass by, otherwise the Emperor will hit you on the head with a club.

Hurry up, I can’t keep up with the construction schedule!”

Suddenly, Jiba's unclear voice was heard over the frigate's public channel. It sounded like he was reciting lines and improvising a bit.

That was Luo Ge's rule. This is what you have to do when you encounter an unfamiliar human ship and get in touch with the other party.

Avoid misunderstandings and attacks as much as possible.

"But... maybe it's the Emperor's blessing, that's the only explanation..."

Saraf and the others roughly understood what the green-skinned alien meant. Their world views were once again shocked, and they chose to move on in a daze.

No matter what, they had to reach Dawn City.

Fortunately, they passed smoothly without being attacked by the green-skinned aliens.

"Dear unknown traveler, welcome to Dawn City Redemption Airport No. 2.

Please wait patiently, we will have special personnel to register you and take you to the Astartes exclusive area..."

It didn't take long.

The Vigilant Angel's frigate arrived at an airport building that was larger than Lionsgate Airport, and stopped to wait under the guidance of the warning.

In the airspace, streams of fire moved slowly, and countless human ships were flowing continuously.

Below the airport is an even more magnificent and indescribably grand city.

An extremely large, emperor-like statue broke through the clouds and rose into the sky, with the face of an unfamiliar young man.

Obviously, this is the mysterious Dawn City mentioned in the information.

Over the years, Saraf has seen too many dilapidated planets and has become accustomed to darkness and suffering.

He was suddenly shocked when he saw such a prosperous and peaceful scene.

To the point of being speechless.

Not only him, but other vigilant angel warriors as well.

"The Emperor..."

The determined heir of the lion prince trembled all over, and finally uttered a sentence: "Is this still an empire? Is this really the human empire?!"

Before the vigilant angels' shock had passed, the personnel responsible for the reception boarded the ship and registered.

When they heard Saraf's description of the unknown human enemy, they immediately became alert.

This urgent information was submitted to the intelligence department.

Afterwards, Saraf and other ragged vigilant angels boarded the shuttle and headed for Astarte's exclusive city area.

Many warriors from across the galaxy gathered there...

(End of this chapter)