Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 573 Lion King: I, the empire's only hope, the new empire?!

The towering trees deep in the forest seemed to have been destroyed by some kind of attack. They tilted downwards and collapsed with a loud bang.

The fallen leaves and dust rose up.

"Alert formation!"

The sudden change made the tribal army nervous. The Iron Knights stepped forward, raised their spears, drew their swords, and were alert to everything around them.

Thanks to the careful training of the Lion King, the army did not panic too much when encountering emergencies.

Instead, we responded immediately.

They all sensed the danger.

bang~
"An attack of this magnitude..."

The Lion King activated the jump pack and leapt from the vehicle, wanting to go to the scene of the incident to find out what happened.

He is also capable of this level of destruction in combat, and is even many times more powerful.

But this kind of extraordinary attack in the forest deserves attention.

Just the next moment.

The tall warrior stepped back, drew his sword, stood in front of the tribal knights, and took a fighting stance.

He roared out orders: "Defensive formation, prepare for the impact!"

Because—a tide of mutant beasts is coming.

Under the influence of the unknown attack, those mutated predators fled in the opposite direction, and the knight army was right in the direction of their escape.

In other words, the army will face the terrifying tide of mutant beasts.

What’s more troublesome is that they have no way to dodge, otherwise the transport team behind them will not be spared!

The muffled sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground were heard one after another. Steel shields were erected one after another, and the knights in charge of defense held their shields tightly.

They will be the team's first line of defense.

The whole team fell silent. No one made any sound and no one panicked out of fear.

The only thing that could be heard was heavy breathing.

"Lord Angel, you will surely lead us to victory..."

Hada and other knights glanced at the tall figure at the front of the team, and their eyes became more determined.

As long as the angel is there, they have nothing to fear.

Rumbling--

Gradually, the ground began to shake more violently, and suppressed, rapid roars could be heard faintly.

A distorted shadow appeared in the forest ahead, and the breeze brought a strong stench.

"coming……"

The Lion King clenched the sword in his hand, lit up the force field, and a faint buzzing sound arose.

Then he rushed forward like a cannon.

The next moment, the tall warrior slammed into the rushing black shadow.

Hey!
It was a terrifying deformed predator weighing several tons that could easily overturn huge trees. However, when the giant beast hit the human figure, it was like hitting a steel wall.

In an instant, its hideous and deformed horn broke, followed by its skull, and then a flash of sword light.

The aberrant predator fell.

The Lion King was like a god descended to the earth. He easily took the life of the deformed beast and rushed into the beast tide, which inspired the morale of the knights.

"For the Angel!"

The knights pressed harder and harder on their shields, colliding with the predators that sprang out of the forest, causing dirty blood to splatter everywhere.

Some knights were knocked away, spitting out blood, while more knights maintained their shield positions.

They blocked the attack of the mutant beast tide with their own strength, giving other comrades the opportunity to attack.

The Iron Knights quickly stepped forward, coordinating with the auxiliary troops' long-range attacks and the vine nets, using spears and swords to attack the predators' weak points, taking their lives bit by bit.

When these knights faced the mutated beasts, they had no fear, just like they swore when they put on their armor -

Either win or die with honor!
Some knights' armor became tattered and they fell down and died, but new comrades immediately took their places and continued to fight.

Using their superb knightly skills, they surrounded and killed this group of mutant predators.

"Be careful of the sting!"

Upon hearing his comrade's warning, the Iron Knight Hada rolled over to avoid the scorpion's venomous stinger.

The spikes are extremely sharp, enough to penetrate steel and inject deadly poison.

Fortunately, he dodged it.

whoosh-

Hada pulled out the crossbow from his waist and shot the predator in the eye, disrupting the opponent's offensive.

The battle became much simpler after that. He and his comrades attacked together and quickly ended the life of the predator.

Hada subconsciously looked in the direction of the angel and immediately saw an astonishing scene.

The giant trees in that forest were broken, the ground looked like it had been plowed, and the corpses of the monsters were scattered all over the ground.

And the angel is still fighting, and every attack is accompanied by a whistling of the air.

Bang!
The great angel carried the mutant predator and smashed it onto the giant tree. The trunk was hit hard and a dent and crack several meters in size appeared instantly.

And the predator went limp like mud.

"This is not a power that humans can possess, but a power of another level!"

Hada thought so.

He could hardly imagine what kind of body could unleash such terrible power. Perhaps that adult could destroy the entire jungle.

In any case, the scene before him was the most shocking scene in the knight's life.

He firmly believed that no one other than the angel could create such power.

"Lord Knight!"

Suddenly, screams were heard near the team.

not good!

Hada turned his head and his pupils shrank.

A mutant predator broke through the knights' defense and pounced on the team transporting supplies.

If it is not stopped in time and allowed to wreak havoc in the transport team, it will cause many casualties.

Without any hesitation, he rushed forward with the knights.

However, before the knight squad arrived, a figure over two meters tall appeared.

The figure casually grabbed the spear and thrust it into the predator's throat like a javelin, then pierced its brain.

It twitches and dies.

The figure rescued several terrified tribesmen from the beast's jaws and quickly killed the remaining predators with his sword.

So clean and neat.

"Master... Guardian?"

Hada and the others finally saw the figure clearly. He was wearing black armor with silver edges, and had a badge of a winged sword on his chest, which was very eye-catching.

Everyone in their tribe knew the longsword emblem. When this world ended, this guardian saved many people and left behind many legends.

He was the only guardian of this world before the arrival of the angel!
Click.

The Lion King raised his foot and crushed the deformed predator's sternum and heart, then drew his sword and walked towards his army of knights.

This mighty warrior single-handedly blocked nearly half of the mutant beast tide, and he believed that the knights could handle the remaining half.

Of course, there will inevitably be casualties.

That is the helplessness of war. There will always be lives that die under the enemy's attack, even if he cannot protect everyone.

Those who survive will become stronger after being tempered by blood and fire.

However, when the Lion King walked to the front of the knights' army, he heard people whispering, and one word kept repeating:

protector.

The guardian walked out of the crowd. He was taller than the other knights but slightly shorter than the lion king.

His black armor with silver edges gleamed slightly in the light of the jungle.

Especially the winged sword emblem on the chest.

The moment the Lion King saw the guardian, he was stunned and his dormant memories came flooding back.

He remembered his own identity - Lion El'Jonson, Son of the Emperor, Primarch of the First Legion, known as the Lion King and the Lion.

More images flashed through my mind, many deep, painful memories:

A planet falling apart in doomsday, winged swords one after another, and giant beasts with bat wings constantly using their consciousness to pounce on themselves.

There was also an armored figure emitting golden light.

And that command.

He gave an order, and the fleet's artillery fire poured down on the planet in sight like raindrops of death. Every dot of light was a residential area.

Too many memories impacted his consciousness.

"Male...male lion? Male lion!"

Suddenly, he heard the doubtful voice of the guardian on the opposite side, followed by an angry roar, which was filled with strong hatred.

In an instant, the Lion King remembered the real name of the guardian - Zabril, the Knight of the Seal of the Fifteenth Regiment and a warrior of the Dreadwing.

Just rely on the sound made by the other party.

The next moment, the Space Marine named Zabril and his blood descendant took out his bolter and aimed it in this direction.

Tongues of flame burst out!

Those deadly alchemical armor-piercing bombs poured out, and the opponent used all his strength without hesitation.

However, the attacks failed to hit their targets.

It wasn't that Zabriel missed the target, but that the Lion King made an evasive move the moment the other party raised his gun and aimed.

The entire judgment process takes only a few microseconds.

"Lord Angel!"

To the panicked knights, the battle broke out without any warning.

They could only see a circle of bullet belts sweeping by, and then the Lion King appeared in another place.

In fact, the lion king guided the explosive bomb to avoid the personnel in an instant, leaped over a distance of seven or eight meters, and then pounced forward again.

When the knights saw the Lion King again, he had already knocked another guardian to the ground and held down his visor.

The visor had a crack under the huge force, and next to it was a bolt gun that was twisted into a knot.

If it weren't for the deliberate control of the Lion King, the First Primarch, the battle that just lasted for a few seconds would have been enough for him to kill the opponent with his bare hands.

Even if the opponent is a high-level Space Marine, a veteran of thousands of battles.

As his memories returned, the Primarch gained more control over his powers and became increasingly powerful.

And it has incomparable power.

Extreme pain flashed across the face of Lion King Leon, and he remembered everything in the past:
The Knights, his father the Emperor and his primarch brothers, Horus the pathetic traitor, Curze the hateful monster, the noble and tragic Sanguinius, and the annoying Robert.

He thought of the burned homes of his rebellious brothers, of the burning fires of Terra, of his own rebellious children.

And there was also the ugly appearance of Caliban and Luther, his dearest one, whom he had personally ordered to be destroyed.

"What have I done to end up like this?"

Such a thought flashed through Leon's mind, and tears appeared in his deep, old eyes.

Wave after wave of great grief almost knocked down this tenacious warrior.

However, he quickly suppressed all his grief and regained his tough appearance, like a lion that has regrouped.

A true warrior should not be brought down by anything.

Now that fate has awakened him, he will continue to fight until he falls into a deep sleep.

There are still so many things to do.

Lion took off the mask of the heir of the Lion King, and his dark brown pupils reflected the other person's appearance - a Terran with black hair, cold white skin, and dense scars on his face.

He squeezed out these two words in his authoritative voice: "Traitor."

The Lion King vaguely remembered that when he returned to Caliban, this offspring was also in the team of the traitor Luther.

They turned the entire planet against themselves.

"You are the traitor!"

However, the Lion Prince's response was even more intense: "You have abandoned your bloodline, abandoned Caliban, and abandoned everyone.

You have abandoned our Empire!"

???

When Leon heard what the other party said, his face was distorted.

To the Primarch, these words were almost the same as "Your Majesty, why are you rebelling?" It was simply unbelievable.

But those words did hurt his heart.

Although he did not intend to abandon the empire, he was forced by the current situation. Robert proposed to create a second empire to maintain the flame of human hope.

Maybe if they could get to Terra sooner, they could save their father's life?

"Do you have nothing to say? Where have you been hiding for the past ten thousand years?"

The Lion King's offspring gnashed his teeth, and with a hint of hatred, he taunted wantonly: "Are you afraid to face everything you destroyed with your own hands..."

"Zabriel!" Suddenly, the Primarch called out the name of his bloodline heir.

The Lion Prince's heir, Zabriel, seemed to be choked and stopped saying those hurtful words.

He looked at the somewhat old gene father in front of him and noticed that he had aged so much. He never expected that he could still remember his name.

At this moment, the Primarch and his offspring calmed down.

They recalled the events leading up to the fall of Caliban, the nameless rage, the sudden attacks, and the swordplay, as if they were deliberately designed.

The rebellion was an enemy conspiracy, the result of the blasphemous power that corrupted Horus.

If even Horus can't be stopped, how can Luther and the other legion warriors resist all this?

"Zabriel, do you dare to pledge your loyalty?

You remain loyal to the Emperor and to Mankind, and it was a misunderstanding that brought you up against me."

Leon asked very seriously with danger in his eyes.

"Yes, I swear, I remain loyal, but I have not betrayed everything we hold dear!"

Zabriel looked the Lion directly in the eye, his tone firm.

After he finished speaking, he asked again:
"My genetic father, do you dare to swear?
You remain loyal to the Emperor and Mankind, and you fired upon us only because of a misunderstanding caused by the power of blasphemy."

Leon growled from his throat.

That was a sign of anger. How dare this bloodline heir question him like that?

However, he is no longer the irritable Primarch from ten thousand years ago, and has become more mature and in control.

He nodded. "Yes, I swear."

Leon raised his hand and pulled up the blood descendant, and at the same time noticed that the other party had already burst into tears.

He didn't know how much injustice Zabriel and other wandering warriors, who were called fallen angels, had suffered.

The betrayal that these fallen angels thought of never existed, and offspring and genetic fathers, brothers and brothers went to war because of misunderstandings.

How sad?

After his emotions calmed down, Leon finally asked seriously, "How is the Empire doing now? Where are my brothers and our First Legion..."

He has many things he wants to know.

"I have been wandering in the profane space for a long time, and was only recently thrown onto this planet."

Zabril organized his words, looking a little unhappy: "Before I fell into the profane space, the Emperor was still placed on the Golden Throne, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive.

But the zealots believe... that he is still alive, and now he is called the God-Emperor and is worshipped like a god."

"believer……"

Lion's face looked a little bad: "Are you talking about what Lorgar and those Word Bearers did?"

"Yes, but they are all gone now, leaving behind a stupid organization called the Imperial Church that is even more fanatical in its worship of the Emperor.

They have spread throughout the Imperium, and any denial of the Emperor's divinity is a capital crime, and even Space Marines are required to participate in the worship.

No one dared to object to this, otherwise they would be regarded as traitors or exiled. "

"It's really ridiculous..."

Leon closed his eyes in pain.

He could imagine how the dawn of humanity and the ideas of knowledge left over from the Great Crusade would be destroyed. That madman Lorgar had destroyed too many things.

If I have the chance, I will make him pay the price myself!
"What about my brothers? Did they just let this happen?"

Leon asked, thinking of something.

"The Primarchs are gone, just like you. The legends of the past have become phantoms in forbidden books."

Zabril's eyes turned dim:

"I have looked for relevant information. Some say that the primarchs are dead, some say they disappeared, and some think that those are just myths and legends.

The Imperium is now led by a group of mortals known as the High Lords of Terra."

Are all my brothers gone or dead?
Leon couldn’t help but grit his teeth, his body trembling.

Khan, Leman Russ, Dorn, and Robert, the last of his brothers, are gone?

When he thought of this, he inexplicably missed the annoying Robert. Although that guy was a little self-righteous, he was at least a good brother.

"my brother……"

Leon's eyes welled up with tears, but he suppressed his emotions and continued to ask, "What about our First Legion? Are they still fighting?"

The First Legion is the original, greatest, and purest legion. Almost all legions are formed based on the First Legion as a template, and then grow separately.

For example, the White Scars' high-speed combat, the Iron Warriors' siege tactics, the Devourers' raids, and the Luna Wolves' combat tactics all originated from the various elite tactics of the First Legion.

There is no doubt that the First Legion brought glory to the darkest corners of the galaxy and burned away the unknown alienation.

The First Primarch, the Lion King, believed that as long as the First Legion was still there, the Empire would not be too bad.

"The Empire no longer has any legions, let alone the First Legion."

Zabril shook his head and explained: "All the legions were reorganized under the order of Lord Guilliman and split into small battle groups one after another.

The Dark Angels still exist, with perhaps a thousand active members, and perhaps more."

"My Legion!"

Leon's face turned red instantly when he heard this, and the previous sadness was replaced by anger.

He screamed a name, as if he wanted to crush the guy: "Robert!

That conceited bastard always thought that others were inferior to him, and was so arrogant that he broke up the legion that his father had built.

I should have killed that bastard when I fought him, why couldn't he have died, but Sanguinius?!"

The only remaining sense of brotherhood that the Ultimate Primarch, Robert Guilliman, had in the Lion's heart was gone.

Lion swore that if Guilliman dared to appear in front of him again, he would smash the other's stinky face with one punch and beat his brains out.

Let the other person know what it means to be extremely regretful!
"We need to get to Terra."

Leon suppressed his anger and took a deep breath: "Whether my father is dead or alive, or has become the so-called God Emperor, I must meet him.

What's more, the Empire also needs my presence."

He planned to go to Terra, take control of the Empire again in the name of the Primarch, and save the Empire from its decline.

"We can't go to Terra."

Zabril shook his head again and pointed to the sky. "That scar divides the empire in two. We cannot cross it and reach Terra."

Leon looked up and saw the ugly wounds among the stars through the gaps in the forest, which contained a strange color.

It's alarming.

The voice of the Lion Prince's heir continued to be heard, telling even worse news:

"The predicted twilight of the Empire, people called it the Great Rift, it divided the Empire, the Astronomican was obscured, warp travel was no longer possible, and even communications were interrupted.

Others say that the other half of the empire has been destroyed, and Terra is gone..."

They were on the other side of the empire and had no idea what the empire was like now.

This time, Leon fell silent.

That was a much worse outcome that he had never imagined, the Primarch disappeared, the Empire was divided and isolated, and the power of blasphemy spread.

Perhaps the Empire is broken and the enemies of humanity are rampant.

The empire that their brothers and the Emperor created together is on the brink of destruction, or is being destroyed!
"Perhaps, I am the only hope of the empire..."

Leon thought silently, forcing himself to cheer up again.

He looked at the blood descendant with a sharp gaze:

“This is not the end. We once wiped out the enemies among the stars and built a powerful human empire.

What if the empire is destroyed or broken?"

The First Primarch, the Lion King, turned and walked towards his army of knights:
“Even if I have to start from scratch, I will do the same thing again, build it, reshape it, and humanity will unite again and declare war on all enemies!

We have to conquer this planet first and find a way to reach other areas. We need more troops!"

"Do you want to lead us to build a new empire?" Zabriel murmured, looking at the tall figure and natural leader.

Leon's body paused slightly, without making a sound.

He neither agreed nor refused. There is no need to state this kind of thing explicitly; people will follow it on their own.

“Follow me.

We'll investigate the explosion and then visit your territory."

The voice of the lion king came, containing a hint of majesty.

Zabriel followed without any hesitation.

He went deep into the forest to search for ruins, but was attacked by Chaos. Now, he has not returned to the territory for more than a month.

The heir of the Lion King was a little worried. He didn't know what had happened to the people in the territory. Were they starving?
(End of this chapter)