Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 579 Wuhu, what is the level of a single-player fleet? !

Can the Primarch physically carry the naval guns or melta weapons? !

Ron was silent for a while after hearing this, then sighed:

"You might as well ask if the Primarch can be resurrected if he dies."

This is the material universe, and the laws of physics still apply. No matter how strong the body is, there is a limit. It is not as outrageous as the subspace.

For example, I should be able to withstand the ship-borne cannons by using powerful armor or high-level psychic powers.

But the premise is not too much.

Or you can use extremely high movement speed and space teleportation to dodge.

As for the ultra-high temperature melta weapons, they are even more difficult to resist. Your cells will be dried into charcoal, and even the big demons will find it difficult to withstand it.

It is simply a powerful weapon for clearing out chaotic evil energy and alien remnants.

Even if Ron's own body was hit head-on, it would be difficult for him to withstand it. Of course, he has psychic powers and cloned bodies, so he usually wouldn't put himself in such a desperate situation.

But Leon the Lion is different.

He doesn't know how to use psychic magic, and he hasn't fully accepted his own nature in the warp. If he encounters this level of deadly ship-based attack, the probability is that he will be in trouble.

What's even more tragic is that the guy now only has a small broken ship, which doesn't even have a shield and is unable to board the ship.

If discovered by the Ten Thousand Eyes War Gang, they would directly use psychic witchcraft to lock and restrict the space, and then use the fleet's artillery to remotely cleanse it, using plasma, thermal melt, and dark matter ray saturation attacks.

Not to mention the body of the Primarch and the chaotic evil energy, even the Great Dao can be wiped out by you.

"If we think optimistically, that guy might not be found, or the filial sons might not kill him, the genetic father, directly."

Ron thought so.

But no matter what, the filial sons will definitely cripple the target and make him unable to resist before arresting him.

In short, the Lion King is in danger now. The best outcome is that the ship is destroyed and then floats in space or on a planet.

Waiting for your troops to rescue him.

Drop drop-

Warnings sounded and red lights flashed, prompting the crew to get ready. The fleet was about to enter the subspace collectively, and there might be some bumps in the process.

With the sound of steel rubbing against each other, the steel plates on the observation dome slowly fell down and the light became dim.

Afterwards, the ship shook slightly, and a hint of colorful colors came through the gaps in the steel plates.

That means the ship has entered the Warp.

The entire Redemption Fleet will utilize the high-speed subspace routes to arrive near Avalonth one after another.

Waiting for the opportunity to fight, while searching for the fallen angels.

After Ron sent out the message to find and support the Lion King, he lay back down again, taking advantage of the intervals between high-speed flights to recuperate in preparation for a possible war.

His face was reflected with colorful and obscure colors:
"Alas, I wonder how Leon is doing now?"

……

yah~
A wild planet.

Three suns shone scorchingly on the earth, and the yellow-brown jungle spread to the endless distance.

In an open space not far from the jungle, the broken shuttle was in a pit, emitting sparks.

The electronic sound of the ship's sound generator repeatedly broadcast the same alarm:
"Warning, warning, the ship is damaged by 100%, all personnel please... evacuate..."

Leon looked at the badly damaged shuttle in front of him and fell into deep silence.

Behind him was the Lion Prince's heir Zabriel and twenty or so knights equipped with personal armor, all of whom looked a little gloomy.

"Your Highness."

Zabril tried to say something to lighten the depressing atmosphere.

After all, under the leadership of their genetic father, everyone unfortunately capsized and ended up in this desolate place where there was nothing.

It was even more tragic than the primitive jungle in Kamas.

Leon raised his hand to stop the bloodline heir from speaking. The Lord of the Caliban Knights remained firm:
"Don't worry, we can fix the ship, and then..."

boom--

Before he could finish his words, the entire shuttle was torn into pieces and completely destroyed in the violent explosion and fire.

A screw flew out from the fire, hit the lion's forehead, and bounced out again.

Leaves a reddish mark.

The First Primarch, the Lion's face became even more tense, as if covered by a faint shadow, and the atmosphere around him fell into a deeper silence.

No one dared to say anything, and that being seemed a little autistic.

"What a fate..."

Leon relaxed his tense face, took a deep breath, and tried his best to relieve the suppressed emotions.

This lion always feels that something or fate is against him, causing him to be unlucky every step of the way.

But he also didn't want to affect others because of his negative emotions. That was not the behavior of a Caliban Knight Lord.

not long ago.

This lion drove the shuttle and sailed with his knights to find the fallen angels.

When they jumped out of the Warp, they suddenly encountered a malicious Chaos fleet and were then bombed by the expedition.

Although he avoided the destruction of the ship with superb tactics and returned to the warp, his overly hasty warp voyage still caused severe shock.

When the ship ended its subspace voyage and reappeared in the real universe, it had already lost control and was immediately captured by the gravity of the savage planet and fell to the surface of the planet.

That is a very troublesome thing.

Their journey back had just begun when it was forced to end.

"The gravity is 1.5 times that of an ordinary planet, the oxygen content is only half that of an ordinary planet, the water resources are scarce, and there is no trace of civilization..."

Leon raised his hand and looked at the analytical data in the arm armor display device, frowning slightly.

It is much more difficult for them to survive on this planet than on Kamas, and the group has to survive in the wilderness again.

Although the shuttle has sent out a distress signal.

But how long will the signal have to float among the stars before it can be received by the empire and ships can be sent to rescue it?

It is foreseeable that people like them will have to live as savages on this planet for a long time.

"The savior may be in the nearby star field."

For some reason, Leon suddenly thought of the arrogant guy who called himself the emperor.

Mainly he missed his supplies, such as warm tents, field dining cars, plenty of food and water, spaceships, and so on.

It would be great if that guy could drop off a batch of supplies to this planet, or send a ship after receiving a call for help.

Leon smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, but the next moment he suddenly looked up at the sky.

Because...the ship is coming!

A huge shadow slowly moved from a distance, covering the sky above.

Whoosh whoosh—

The reality between the stars trembled and flickered with an eerie glimmer, and the fleet swayed out from the colorful scar like a sharp-toothed predator in the deep sea.

That was not the Empire's naval fleet, but a non-standard Chaos fleet, and the models of the warships were extremely messy.

For example, the Fury-class cruiser in the front row has a jagged hull soaked in blood, and behind it are three Pluto-class small cruisers, covered with hideous spikes all over.

In the center is the battleship named Oath of Blasphemy, covered with strange flesh and blood tissues, and its tentacles slowly float in the void.

In addition, there are more small frigates.

This small Chaos fleet belongs to the Ten Thousand Eyes War Gang, and they are chasing the shuttle in the hope of getting to the truth.

The oath of blasphemy.

On the bridge, virtual projections kept flashing.

"Found you."

The commander of the Ten Thousand Eyes Warband, the "Impostor" Bellar, showed a cruel smile, and the twisted mark of the First Legion on his body proved that he was a Fallen Angel of Chaos.

He tapped the rune to light up the projection device.

Countless lines of light and shadow formed the image of Vulcan the Red, the champion of Khorne, which was so terrifying and full of brutality.

"Impostor!"

Wakan's voice exudes a bloodthirsty murderous intent all the time:
"Did your wizard really find that guy's trail? And... why did you stop my attack?!"

"Yes, the Lion is most likely on that ship, and it crashed on the planet right in front of us.

Our Lord Serafax also predicted his return."

Bellar was a little excited.

A returned Primarch of the Imperium, their Gene-Father, and the only Primarch known to have returned.

How glorious it would be to capture and execute the other party?

Unfortunately, their lord, the master of all eyes, would not allow themselves to kill the lion, but had to capture it alive to inflict more pain on it.

Bellar was a little unwilling:
"According to the order of my Lord, the Lion is not allowed to completely destroy the ship, but to board it. If he is on the ground, he is not allowed to bomb it, but to land and assault it.

We need to gather more fighters and conduct a joint landing."

"Unfortunately.

My warriors have already landed on the ground to hunt the lion."

Wakan showed a ferocious smile, and the black sharp teeth in his mouth, corroded by acidic saliva, emitted a cold light.

While talking.

Red dots appeared one after another on the virtual sandbox between the two people.

At the same time, dozens of Terror Claw airdrop pods fell like meteors, disappeared from the atmosphere, and flew towards the area where the signal was located.

Khorne warriors are never willing to wait. "If they kill the lion, it is none of my business. You know, some of my warriors can't control themselves."

Belal was very dissatisfied with the Khorne Champion. The Ten Thousand Eyes Warband was not composed of pure Fallen Angels, but also absorbed many other Chaos Warriors.

He hated these inferior minions and didn't understand why the lord wanted to absorb them.

Because these guys will never belong to the Ten Thousand Eyes, and are enslaved by another force - those ugly beings called gods in the warp.

They bow down to evil gods and their loyalty is questionable.

Belal stared at Wakan, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness: "Do you really think that such a small number of people can kill a legend, kill my genetic father?"

Wakan shrugged and clenched his fists.

"Who knows? What's more... I will do it myself!"

This Champion of Khorne shows no respect for legends.

It's just an old thing from ten thousand years ago. I have the power of the Blood God, so I may be able to defeat it.

But the next moment.

The communication channel between the two people was filled with the continuous roar of bombs, followed by a terrifying roar, and then continuous screams.

It was as if some terrifying beast was destroying the human body, and the sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard.

The bridge went silent.

At this moment, Bellar and Wakan showed solemn expressions, and they realized the strength of the enemy.

In a very short period of time, the other side eliminated several teams of Khorne warriors, including many Terminators and Dreadnoughts.

That is something they absolutely cannot do!
"That... is the lion?!"

Wakan's Adam's apple moved, and he squeezed out an angry and trembling voice.

He may have underestimated the strength of the Lions.

The Khorne champion felt that the Empire would soon welcome the strongest warrior, no doubt about it.

Even the legendary awe-inspiring savior who has recently been faintly rumored to be from the other side of the subspace is not as powerful as the Lion.

The Saviour may be a mere figurehead, but the Lion has proven that he is a true legend.

Such a powerful Primarch returning to the Empire would inevitably lead the Empire and become a thorn in the side of their Ten Thousand Eyes Warband.

"Sizzle~
I am Lion El'Jonson, loyal son of the Emperor, indomitable warrior of the Imperium..."

The lion's voice was full of power, menace, and a little sarcastic:
"No matter who you are, you sent too few people. This number is not enough for me to handle. Perhaps you should send more people down.

I hope you shivering losers and cowardly farts will not get scared or flee. I will be waiting for you right here. "

"Roar--

Lion, I, Champion of Khorne, Vulcan the Red, will kill you, Lander!"

Wakan could not tolerate such humiliation, and he prepared to lead more Khorne warriors and Chaos Engines to hunt down the lion.

Even if that was a legendary Primarch.

But the opponent is alone after all, and there is no way he can resist his army of Chaos warriors!

"Warkan, you have to calm down, we need to develop a better strategy!"

Belal attempted to stop the frenzied warrior, but it was too late; the Khorne Champion had severed the communication.

Soon, several landing ships flew towards the surface of the planet.

"Trouble..."

Bellar looked at more red dots on the virtual sandbox. Those were landing ships heading to the surface.

There was a hint of viciousness in his expression.

The Fallen Angel of Chaos knew how difficult a Primarch, especially the Gene-Father, could be.

Wakan's reckless combat actions are likely to give the enemy an opportunity to counterattack, thus leading to the failure of the siege plan.

Even lead to more dangers.

……

The surface of a wild planet.

The ground was already in a mess, as if it had been plowed by a machine, and was filled with thick smoke.

The corpses of many chaotic beings were torn into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

"Lord Lion!"

Hada stared in amazement at the lion with its cloak fluttering as it stepped on the wreckage of the Chaos Fearless.

They had a better understanding of the Primarch's strength, and they admired him infinitely in their hearts, and completely submitted to his power.

Hadda was filled with awe and murmured, "We are following an invincible legend."

Zabriel was even more shocked.

His genetic father has become stronger than he was ten thousand years ago, possessing almost unstoppable power. He will surely become the empire's hope to resist darkness.

More importantly, this person is still the same as before. No matter how disadvantaged he is, he can seize the opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

When the Chaos Fleet arrived before, he had already fallen into deep despair.

However, Gene Father turned the tables.

In desperation, they had a glimmer of opportunity to counterattack!

The heir of the Lion Prince looked up at the sky with more expectations in his heart.

"Oh, here they come."

Leon looked at the several large landing ships swooping down at high speed and smiled.

These guys finally dared to come down. He was not worried about how many enemies would come, but he was worried that the other side was too conservative and only stayed in low-Earth orbit.

Then he would be helpless.

Now that the enemy's landing ships are coming with a large force, he has the opportunity to board the ships and seize them.

Then he would use these ships to break out of the atmosphere and seize the enemy's large warships. All he wanted was... the chance to get close to the enemy's warships!

In low-Earth orbit, the enemy fleet's formation was so dense that he had enough time to seize the opportunity to create chaos, board the enemy's flagship and plunder it.

That's right, this Lion wants to take on... the entire Chaos Fleet!
The hundreds-meter-long landing ship of the Ten Thousand Eyes War Gang gradually approached and was about to reach the surface.

"Can't wait any longer."

Leon put on his helmet, activated his jump pack and rushed towards the landing ship at high speed.

He had to take a gamble, betting that the enemies in the fleet underestimated him enough, before they could react.

Rather than reacting immediately.

bang bang bang-

The landing ship seemed to sense the approaching danger and began firing artillery fire to block the lion's approach.

However, Leon showed no fear. He accelerated several times to avoid the incoming artillery fire. When approaching the front armor of the ship, he threw out a few melta grenades.

"Fortunately, the Savior has enough siege weapons in his supplies, otherwise I would have to spend more time to cut through the ship's armor."

Those melta grenades exploded after they came into contact with the armor, and the instantaneous high temperature caused the steel to turn red and twist.

The lion did not stop at all. The moment after the molten high temperature flashed, it rushed forward at a high speed and broke through the softened steel.

Wait until the high temperature light goes out.

The figure of the lion has appeared in the corridor of the ship, and the sharp sword in his hand has nailed a Khorne warrior to the wall, and the uncooled molten iron is sliding down his armor.

His movements were so crisp and smooth.

He executed the Khorne warriors in the corridor in one encounter, and the other party didn't even have time to react.

This is the horror of the Primarch.

The Lion had grown older, more mature and calm, undoubtedly surpassing his former self and his former primarch brothers.

Perhaps no other Primarch of the Empire can rival him in terms of absolute power.

Drop drop!
The ship's alarm sounded and many Khorne warriors attacked.

"You can't stop me."

Leon's tone was calm and full of natural confidence, which could not be refuted.

At this moment, his body exuded an irrepressible deterrent, like some kind of force field.

He lit up the blade, and his whole body burst out. Then a faint light flashed and a puffing sound was heard.

"Do not……"

A Khorne warrior fell to his knees with uncontrollable fear in his eyes. His upper body slid diagonally to the ground and blood splattered onto the ceiling.

"A lion... a lion, that's a lion... no one can stop him!"

Another Khorne warrior retreated again and again until his body hit the wall behind him, and even the chainsword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The warrior of Khorne was terrified, as he had never been before.

In the corridor of the ship, the lion's figure had long disappeared.

All that was left here were the broken corpses of the Khorne warriors, deep scratches and holes in the walls, and the blood and fear of the Chaos.

boom! ! !
The bridge's barrier was violently shattered, and a black shadow flew out and fell to the floor.

That was a dead Chaos Terminator.

"Traitor, I... am coming."

The tall figure of the lion stepped into the bridge, and stared coldly at the panicked Khorne champion who had lost the will to fight.

This long-dormant being announced the return of the legend in an unstoppable manner.

He will rule the empire...

(End of this chapter)