Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 584 Everyone kneel down and meet your supreme emperor!
Boom——

Amidst the melodious and sacred music, a machine several dozen meters long fell to the ground and extended to become a throne-like platform.

The mechanical platform is decorated with golden patterns and epic reliefs, and on both sides are sculptures of holy angels with white wings guarding it.

Afterwards, a flag of honor was raised on the platform, and the beautiful mechanical choir of cherubim danced in the air and petals fell.

The virtual projection device projected many images in the air, continuously spreading the great deeds of the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, and the Emperor of the Empire to the people present.

Such a sacred and shocking scene attracted everyone's attention.

"The great savior..."

The mortals of the empire, including Haraga, looked up at the shadow of the savior in the sky with even greater respect.

Those legendary scenes of redemption made them more pious and excited.

There is no doubt that this is the supreme figure from Holy Terra. The suffering Avalonians can be saved, and perhaps this guardian can also protect them!
"When did the Empire have a new Primarch, and he became the Emperor of the Empire?"

Afuka and other fallen angels stared at the phantom of the Savior, stunned and incredulous.

These veterans who had lived for thousands of years had followed the First Primarch or participated in the Great Crusade, but they had never heard of the Empire having such a Primarch. It was simply unheard of!

"How is it possible that from the Emperor's coronation, the Emperor designated the Savior to become the Emperor of the Empire?!"

Death Wing Grand Master Belia's pupils trembled violently, and he could no longer maintain his previous calmness, with his face full of disbelief.

There is a video projection in the air:
In the brilliant golden light, the emperor placed the crown on the savior's head, then raised his hands high, stood shoulder to shoulder, and personally announced the fact that the savior would succeed the emperor of the empire.

Of course, this image has been re-edited with special effects and music added. Armor has also been added to the savior, who originally had a naked upper body, to avoid being difficult to spread.

Such a sacred scene was incredible to everyone, and even a little doubtful.

This is an inevitable result. The Dark Angels, Fallen Angels and other people on the dark side still have the impression of the Empire before the Great Rift, or even hundreds of years after the Horus Heresy.

In their impression, the Emperor is the only emperor of the Empire, the one who sits on the Golden Throne and guards and rules the Empire's territory and trillions of human beings.

Now a savior of hope suddenly appeared and told them that the Emperor had stood up and the Empire had a new emperor.

The degree of shock was almost the same as if the dynasty's officials suddenly heard that "the Qing Dynasty had fallen."

However, the next moment, more flames fell to the ground.

Then the beam of light transmitting the beacon shot up into the sky, and the earth began to shake in the fluctuation of space.

Boom boom boom!
The giant mechanical foot stepped out, causing the earth to roar, and the mountain-like golden divine machine Titan appeared in people's sight, with tremendous power.

"Emperor!"

Just by seeing this scene, those mortals couldn't help but tremble all over, and the dark angels and fallen angels also revealed more shock in their eyes.

They had never seen so many Titans at once, even though some of them had participated in the Great Crusade and even the Horus Heresy.

Five Emperor-class Titans, eight Warlord-class Titans, and two arrays of thirteen Warhound-class Titans each, together formed an extremely large-scale Titan legion.

The huge and sacred mechanical behemoths, hanging flags of honor, guarded the rear of the mechanical platform in a fan-shaped formation, like a mechanical mountain range, forming a very deterrent background.

The pressure made people feel a little suffocated.

These Titans are part of the Savior's Ceremonial Guard, and it is a rare occurrence to deploy them in their entirety.

However, due to the detection of a high-risk chaos rift that was about to erupt on the surface of the planet Avalon, the entire Titan Legion was specially deployed as a ceremonial guard.

To protect the safety of the Savior.

Of course, these Titan Ceremonial Guards have another function, which is to serve as a tool of deterrence or identity verification.

People always need some external objects to show their status, just like some nobles wear luxurious clothes and armor and ride expensive vehicles.

These Titans are equivalent to the savior's luxury travel vehicles.

When I said I was the savior and the emperor of the empire, everyone was a little skeptical.

Then if I drive an extra-large luxury Titan army here, you should believe it a little, right?
The terrifying intimidation and black muzzles of those divine Titans made the dark angels present become cautious.

There was more respect in their eyes.

Even the Death Wing Grand Master Belia couldn't help but change his posture and stood solemnly.

"It seems that the situation in the empire has changed..."

He somewhat believed that the visitor was a big shot of the Empire, but this was not enough to make the Dark Angels or the First Legion bow their heads.

whoosh-

Everyone watched as a landing ship hundreds of meters long landed. The wind and sand waves it raised hit everything around it, and the sand hit the armor with a clanging sound.

Afterwards, several hatches were lowered, and the hatch in the middle was connected to the mechanical platform. Row after row of tall soldiers walked out of different hatches.

When Belia saw the soldiers coming out, his body shook slightly.

Because what he saw were the Imperial Guards, row after row of Imperial Guards!

Their taller bodies than ordinary Space Marines, their sturdy golden armor, their red cloaks, and their iconic fine weapons confirmed their identities and there was no possibility of any imitation.

Perhaps, apart from the emperor's travels, no one else can see such a scene?
Belia swallowed. The balance of thought of this stubborn Death Wing Grand Master and perfectionist had begun to waver. Perhaps the Empire really had a new emperor?

In the hatch in the center of the landing ship, a mighty warrior about 2.8 meters tall walked up the gangway to the platform.

That was the former commander of the Thunder Guards - Carter. He walked onto the mechanical platform wearing the armor of the Thunder Guards and looked down at everyone present.

Today, the Thunder Guards have been disbanded and merged into the Imperial Guards to form a unified team.

This will also help the Savior gain deeper control over the Imperial Guards.

That is a necessary change. Since you have become the emperor of the empire, you must have supreme military force and power. Otherwise, how can you exercise power?

Now Carter is one of the new marshals of the Imperial Guard.

Unlike the marshal who guards the palace, he always follows the savior and holds more power.

Carter glanced at the kneeling people and the standing dark angel, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

He drew out his sword and pointed slightly:
"Everyone kneel down and meet your supreme emperor!"

Belia and the Dark Angels were a little hesitant when they heard this. They never kneeled down to any other being except the Emperor and the Lion.

As for the Imperial Guards, unless they come with the Emperor's orders, they are not qualified to command the Dark Angels.

The Dark Angels, once the First Legion, are a local warlord force. Only the Emperor or the Gene-Father can convince them.

Now, the Imperial Guards asked them to kneel down and worship the strange savior and emperor of the empire?
Just as the Dark Angels were hesitating and worried, the Imperial Guards had already begun to act at an extremely fast speed.

The commander of the Imperial Guards, Tilis, led several Skyhawk Terminators to the front of the Grand Master of Deathwing and looked down at him.

"Kneel down."

She didn't say much, her tone was irrefutable, and she raised her hand and put it on the other person's shoulder.

Belia looked at the imperial guards in front of him and the mechanical mountains behind him, took a deep breath, and did not dare to make any resistance.

The Deathwing Grand Master responded to the force of the Commander of the Imperial Guards and half-knelt.

Made a gesture of surrender.

When the Dark Angels saw the Grand Master kneeling, they also knelt down with relief.

Afterwards, the imperial guards also knelt in line. There was no one standing in the entire area, it was pitch black.

The Commander of the Imperial Guards took a quick look and leaned over to invite the great Primarch of Hope, Savior, and Emperor of the Empire to come.

At this moment, the hymn became more passionate and reached its climax, and the cherubim scattered more petals.

Ron's tall, majestic figure appeared in the hatch area, and surrounded by white-robed children, he walked along the flower passage toward the mechanical platform.

In fact, he didn't like such cumbersome etiquette, but it was necessary.

Only in this way can divine majesty be established.

Therefore, every time this savior arrives at a planet, he has to follow this process, and the effect is very good.

hum!
The moment Ron walked out, a sacred urn bomb exploded above the mechanical platform, and then a sacred sun appeared in the sky, almost covering the original scorching sun.

"Emperor...Emperor?!"

Belia, Averka and the others looked at the warrior in golden armor on the mechanical platform. Their voices began to tremble and their eyes became more awed.

Not only that, the people around also prostrated themselves in reverence.

Ron wore the Emperor's Sword and a full body of high-quality imitation gold armor. Under the shining of the holy sun, he was a one-to-one replica of the golden giant and looked extremely sacred.

The only difference is that he is more handsome than the former emperor.

When the sacred sun in the sky dissipated, Belia and others finally saw the appearance of the savior and the emperor of the empire, a young primarch with black hair and black eyes, quite handsome and majestic.

They no longer dared to show any contempt, but waited quietly for the other party's move.

Ron looked down at the people kneeling on the ground and did not ask them to stand up as usual.

He needs to maintain this deterrent.

Ron's eyes rested on Belia and Afuka beside him, and he said softly:
"I came here to save Avalon, save this world, and... to resolve a struggle that has lasted for ten thousand years, a tragedy caused by the instigation of Chaos."

He raised his hand gently.

The Imperial Guards immediately understood what was happening and rescued the bound Fallen Angels, injecting highly effective healing potions and universal elixirs into the seriously injured.

Then he pulled them up.

"The Emperor..."

Afuka and others looked at the imperial guards in front of them and the savior and emperor on the stage, as if they had just woken up from a dream, and were somewhat incredulous.

They were saved and even received the protection of the new emperor?!

The dark angels were still kneeling, and they were a little agitated when they saw this scene, but no one dared to stand up.

"Savior... Your Majesty."

Deathwing Grand Master Belia couldn't help but speak, but after meeting that majestic gaze, he couldn't help but make a respectful gesture. He knew he couldn't disobey the other party.

But the stubborn Heir of the Lion tried to make his point: "Do you want to rescue these traitors and take them away from the Dark Angels?"

"Yes, I will rescue all the fallen angels. Do you have any objection?" Ron glanced at the heir of the Lion King, and there was a hint of irrefutability in his voice.

"I am not qualified to release these traitors on behalf of the Dark Angels."

Belia faced the savior's gaze, swallowed, and spoke in a more gentle tone: "Our Stone Fortress Monastery will arrive soon. Perhaps you can discuss this matter with the Supreme Grand Master."

He used delaying tactics, hoping that the arrival of the Stonehenge Monastery would give the Dark Angels more confidence to speak.

The Grand Master of the Deathwing still did not want the Imperial Emperor to interfere in the internal affairs of the Dark Angels.

He might obey the command of this being, but it would be difficult for him to compromise when dealing with traitors, after all, those were the beings who killed the Father of Genes.

"Oh?"

Ron's face remained dignified and calm, but he was already a little excited in his heart.

Is there such a good thing?

He was looking for that huge stone fortress to dig out the Tuchucha engine inside to assemble the ancient saints' large-scale architectural artifact - the Discord Engine.

Now the first phase of the Redemption Expedition is almost progressing.

The various forces fought tens of thousands of wars, large and small, and saved tens of thousands of planets. Soon, he, Guilliman and Khan will gather at the next large hub.

The road ahead is even darker, and the Dissonance Engine is urgently needed to open up the webway channels in the subsequent areas.

"Sooner or later, I will use the Dissonance Engine to dig into the lair of the evil gods and rip out their assholes!"

Ron thought so.

The Chaos Realm is also a physical entity. As long as there are powerful enough weapons, it can still pose a devastating threat, as was the case in the previous Battle of Plague Garden.

The Emperor's sacred flame and divine plague virus have caused that chaotic realm to still recover.

The Dissonance Engine may be his greatest gain after Webway.

Everyone knows how much benefit can be brought by building a network independently. Now one can really go wherever one wants.

While Ron was thinking, the whole scene became silent, and everyone was waiting for the reaction of the savior and emperor of the empire.

Beads of sweat appeared on Beria's head.

He was not quite sure about the Savior's temper, and was somewhat worried that his persistence would cause the Dark Angels to face the wrath of that being.

Then, he saw that being smile.

"That's a good suggestion. Please report the communication channel sequence of the Stone Fortress. My communications department will help you contact the communication and ask them to come over quickly."

Ron walked up the stairs, maintaining his dignity while speaking in a gentle tone.

This is the dark side of the empire, and with the interference of chaos rifts, ordinary communications have almost failed. Even communications within the planet are quite difficult.

Only with the large-scale communication machinery inside the Dream and the assistance of the Mechanical Goddess's power can long-distance communication be carried out.

The effect is comparable to Star Language, and is more efficient.

Belia breathed a sigh of relief at the peaceful tone of the savior and emperor of the empire, and immediately reported the secret communication sequence of the Stone Fortress.

He also hoped that the Stone Monastery Fortress could arrive soon. After all, it was one of the most powerful space fortress platforms within the empire.

However, the next moment, he felt a little regretful.

The Deathwing Grand Master discovered a dense fleet of ships leaping in from the distant sky, almost blocking out the stars.

He had never seen so many warships in the same area.

That was obviously the fleet of the emperor of the empire, which was more terrifying than imagined. I'm afraid no space fortress could withstand its offensive!
"Okay, now we can take care of the Fallen Angels."

Ron smiled and patted the stiff Deathwing Grand Master: "Don't be nervous, relax a little, I'm here to resolve the conflict."

hum~
He released his psychic energy and injected certain information into the minds of the Fallen Angels and Dark Angels.

Psychic psykers generally have similar abilities, which they use to detect the other party's thoughts and project information.

But his method was more advanced, becoming a projection method similar to that of an oracle.

In an instant, some dark angels and fallen angels around, including Belia and Averka, received many spiritual visions.

Those visions contained a lot of information.

It includes the origin, culprit, and consequences of the disaster on Caliban, including many confirmations from the Emperor, and even the final battle between the Lion King and Luther.

Chaos's machinations drove this tragedy to happen.

When the vision ended, Belia, Afuka and others burst into tears and were at a loss for a moment.

Especially the Dark Angels' Inner Circle monks. Many of them did not come from that era, but since they joined the Inner Circle, the education they received pointed to one goal - to clean up the Fallen Angels who were traitors until their own death.

That is the only reason for their existence.

These warriors chased traitors for century after century, killed traitor after traitor with their own hands, but in the end it was a mistake?
They killed their still loyal blood brothers?!

"Do not……"

The Deathwing Grand Master closed his eyes in pain, especially when he thought of the fallen angels he had executed in the Stone Prison.

Not only him, many other dark angels were also feeling somewhat unstable.

Fortunately, the sacred spiritual energy released by the Savior soothed their hearts in time.

Lest they collapse.

"By the Emperor, we have gained our freedom and have been cleansed of the sins we have carried!"

While Afuka was grieving, he also felt a sense of relief, a spiritual relief he had never felt before.

He felt completely relaxed.

The fallen angels were also in tears. These loyal warriors who had suffered torture finally realized that the disaster was not their fault.

Release the repressed emotions.

"Everyone, in the name of the Emperor, I declare the loyalty of the Fallen Angels. They will return to the Empire!"

Ron said solemnly, his voice echoing around.

Then he looked at the Dark Angels and the Fallen Angels: "Are you wandering warriors willing to return to the Dark Angels, and will you choose to accept them?"

The words of the Savior made the dark angels and fallen angels fall into silence. Although the misunderstanding was resolved, the killing and hatred they had committed for thousands of years were real.

It's not so easy to dissolve.

The Dark Angels don't know how to accept the Fallen Angels, and the Fallen Angels don't know how to integrate into the parent group that has been hunting them for ten thousand years.

This is an inevitable problem. Without a strong existence to mediate, it is difficult to bridge such a rift.

Ron looked at Knight Officer Afka with a kind look:

"Fallen angels, I may have a better idea.

That is, the fallen angels retain their original organization, retain their original names, and reorganize into a new regiment.

I will grant you a new home planet, and you can summon those wandering brothers back, and fight alongside the Dark Angels in the future.

Are you willing to fight with me?"

The Savior extended an olive branch to the Fallen Angels. These Fallen Angels were at least ten thousand years old veterans, numbering at least several thousand, and were also extremely powerful.

Otherwise, they would not be able to use their extremely broken equipment to withstand the several times larger and well-equipped Dark Angels.

He hoped that these wandering warriors could be quickly armed and ready for the next battle.

Ron did not mention the return of the Lion King, after all, no one knew where that guy had gone.

The Monolith Space Fortress is about to arrive, and he urgently needs to dig out the Tuchucha Engine to participate in the next redemption expedition and save the people of the empire.

If the dark angels knew that the Lion King had awakened, they might use it as an excuse to resist him.

He used the excuse of waiting for the Lion King to come back before dealing with the matter of the Tuchucha engine in the Stone Fortress, but who knows how long that guy will float in the warp.

By the time he came back, the daylily was cold.

So Ron prepared to make a quick decision, take advantage of the deterrence to quickly resolve the dispute between the Fallen Angels and the Dark Angels, and dig out the Tuchucha engine to assemble the artifact.

As for what happens next, we will wait until the Lion King returns to negotiate and deal with it slowly. At that time, the fallen angels will be free to decide whether to stay or leave.

Anyway, they are all soldiers of the empire, and their meat will rot in the pot.

"The Fallen Angel is willing to follow your advice, Your Majesty the Savior!"

Afka and the other fallen angels made a decision and half-knelt on the ground to pay tribute to the savior and emperor of the empire who saved their lives and washed away their shame.

They decided to organize their own regiment and recall more wandering brothers, which was the best option.

Ron glanced at the tattered weapons of the Fallen Angels and frowned.

He waved his hand and said, "Those who need treatment should be treated. Arm yourself. Perhaps we will face a battle."

Since these veteran soldiers chose to follow me to fight.

Then they must be fully armed so that they can fully feel the warmth of the savior!

At the same time, more landing ships loaded with weapons descended into the atmosphere.

"Ah, could it be that guy? It would be better if there were other Primarch brothers here."

Ron turned his head and looked into the darkness in the distance, and sighed slightly.

He thought of the terrible unknown enemy.

That chaotic rift could explode at any time, and no one knows what will come out...

(End of this chapter)