Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 630 Savior: The situation is not good, we may have to cut our way through!

"Taco, record this..."

Ron's voice was gentle and powerful as he ordered:
“The creation of a fortress-type Titan is not a reckless act, but a real improvement in firepower with practical significance.

Today, mankind is still on the brink of the abyss and is in danger.

The Foundry Department can restart the research project on the Fortress Titan and obtain sufficient budget to build a more powerful war engine.

Only more magnificent and powerful weapons and engines can bring a storm of destruction to the heretic aliens and protect the territory of the empire.

This is an honorable cause.

We humans will usher in prosperity and rejuvenation, and dominate the galaxy!"

As soon as Ron opened his mouth, he started talking about value, one thing after another.

But that is also impossible.

Now that I am the savior and emperor of the empire, I cannot be too casual when speaking publicly. I must express my views and positions.

This is the instruction given to the foundry department.

To put it simply, it means quickly researching bigger and more powerful fortress-type Titans, equipped with more powerful ship-borne main guns, preferably ones that can blow all the heretic aliens to pieces.

As for the budget issue, there is no need to worry. As long as you dare to ask for it, I, the savior and emperor of the empire, will give it to you!

In short, work overtime for me immediately.

The prosperity and rejuvenation of mankind depends on you. If you succeed, you will receive plenty of honor and rewards!
Of course, this is just the verbal expression of the emperor of the empire. The secretariat will fully understand his instructions and polish it later.

Then a more detailed document will be formed and sent to the foundry department to coordinate and organize this casting project.

Such a large-scale project requires the cooperation of multiple departments.

On the battlefield where artillery fire roared, Ron completed his instructions to the foundry department in order to buy time.

After all, the need for practical firepower has always been the top priority of the Savior's territory and cannot be delayed.

For the human empire, firepower is never enough; the more, the better; the stronger, the better.

As soon as Roan finished giving his instructions, he noticed the gazes of the Primarchs, including Lion, Guilliman, and others.

It was a desire for powerful military force, and it was also a bit eager.

He immediately understood and waved his hand: "After the new batch of fortress-type Titans are built, each of us brothers will have one!"

It was obvious at first glance that the Primarch brothers were coveting the Bastion Titan.

Who wouldn't want such powerful firepower? Especially in siege battles, it is more powerful than a general cannon and can destroy the enemy's defensive fortress with one shot.

"Brothers."

The Primarchs were delighted to see their savior being so magnanimous.

In the past, other Primarch brothers would not share any war engines, and would choose to keep them for their own legions.

What’s more, it is such a precious fortress-type Titan.

"Brother Ron, on behalf of the Knights of Caliban, I thank you for your gift..."

Leon was a little touched.

He experienced the generosity and warmth between brothers, which was different from the long-term disputes and hostility between the Primarch brothers during the Great Crusade.

The savior's equal-mindedness won him more respect and favor from the lion.

He somewhat understood why the Emperor, their father, would choose the Savior as the Emperor of the Empire.

Only in this way can all disputes be resolved.

Otherwise, no matter which Primarch comes to power, the other Primarchs will be dissatisfied, causing cracks in the unity of the Empire.

"We humans don't have enough firepower yet. We must prepare for a rainy day..."

As soon as Ron reached the terrace of the watchtower, there were sporadic artillery fire, but they were all blocked by the shield force field.

He glanced at the charred scar created by the light spear weapon that spread to the end of his vision and muttered.

The other Primarchs were a little numb when they heard this.

The savior is so boastful. In his own words, he is Versailles.

However, Ron was not bragging, but was really worried that the current firepower of mankind was far from enough.

Difficulty responding to new threats.

For example, the latest one that appeared was either the incarnation of the evil god or the resurrected Horus. Even the fleet’s shipborne artillery could not deal with it.

If the Savior Territory had not developed the Armor of Redemption in advance, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the means to deal with it.

The Chaos God's military power is upgrading, and he must also develop more military power, just like an arms race.

It would be best if it could reach the level of being able to bombard the Chaos Evil God.

At this time, more vibrations came from the ground, and the Titan cluster followed.

They surrounded the Imperial Emperor, re-formed an offensive formation, and cooperated in clearing out the Chaos abominations that came too close.

Although this Fortress-type Titan has powerful firepower, it still needs a recovery period after firing.

The recovery of the ship-borne light spear weapon takes some time, which is nearly ten times longer than the launch interval in space.

Fortunately, other weapons can still be used during this period.

Afterwards, Ron gave the order to continue advancing.

The Imperial Emperor ended its fire defense mode, stood up again, and then led the Titan cluster to rush towards the command center where the Fallen Phoenix was located.

It was like a powerful bulldozer, rolling along the charred road.

……

The hall was filled with dark pink mist, the torture instruments were dripping with blood, and the twisted tentacles were twitching constantly.

This is clearly the realm of pleasure.

"Savior!"

Suddenly, a sharp roar was heard.

The Fallen Phoenix Fulgrim smashed the wine glass and stood up suddenly from the throne, his tone full of resentment and anger.

In front of him was a sorcery projection, showing the Savior Fortress war engine leading a Titan cluster advance.

Compared to the defeat on the battlefield, he was more angry that the Savior was stealing the show. Such a violent advancement had attracted the attention of the gods.

Fugen finally got a chance to lead an army, hoping to gain more attention from the existence.

To satisfy one's own vanity.

But now no one is paying attention to him anymore. The savior's radical advancement has attracted everyone's attention.

“The Empire’s Titan cluster will arrive in this area within an hour, and we should make a decision.

Do we inflict further torture on them, or do we temporarily retreat to a safe area?"

The Emperor's Children Captain, Lucius the Undying, stuck out his snake tongue and groaned in pain as he spoke.

The torture instruments on the body of this Chosen One of Slaanesh have been cutting his own flesh and blood, and continue to pierce the thorny steel needles into his body.

He is virtually immortal and can draw strength from his own suffering.

Fugen glanced at the ugly guy with some disgust. Even he, the father of genes, felt that the other party was a little perverted.

Of course, the main reason is that the perverted hobby of this fallen Primarch is different from that of Lucius.

In a way, he played more excitingly.

"Stop them, of course."

Fugen stared at the Savior Fortress Engine and said coldly:

"Since the hypocritical and pretentious Savior dares to leave the main force and launch a surprise attack, then we should satisfy him..."

The Saviors' Titan cluster may look amazing, but it is impossible to win by relying on Titans alone.

That guy has gone too deep into the Chaos lines, and without the support of the Imperial army, the Titan cluster will soon be isolated and helpless.

Even if the Titans have strong firepower, how many demons can they kill? !
After a moment's shock, the Chaos Army reacted and began to organize a new offensive.

Once the demons get close enough to the Titan, they can dodge many attacks, and long-range firepower will be completely ineffective.

All they had to do was climb onto the Titan and wreak havoc on its mechanical structure.

The ants kill the elephant.

This is also why so many Space Marines are stationed around the Titan Machine when it is deployed.

Although it has powerful firepower, it is also fragile and requires a large number of troops to protect it.

This can prevent too many enemies from entering the radius of the force field shield and posing a threat to the Titan Machine.

The Savior Organization's raid may seem powerful, but in reality the hope of victory is extremely slim and it is accompanied by huge risks.

Such actions have no purpose other than showing off one's power.

Even so, when the Fallen Phoenix looked at the scene in the witchcraft projection, a hint of envy flashed across his eyes.

He was roaring, jealous and resentful in his heart.

Because the Savior is so pretentious, the Fallen Phoenix does not allow anyone in this world to be pretentious than itself!
Call ~
Fugen took a deep breath and calmed himself.

He stroked his black hair, looking so heroic.

Now the decoration style of this fallen phoenix has changed a lot, from sissy to heroic sissy.

Even her hair was dyed black.

Thanks to the existence of the Savior, black hair has become a symbol of sexiness and sophistication in the galaxy and the warp.

Many beings were imitating this, and the nobles dyed their hair black one after another, as if they could not show their nobility without doing so.

This is the influence of authority and power, which is enough to change people's aesthetic taste.

Now, even Fugen felt that his silver hair was a bit eye-catching, so he quietly changed it to black.

His own armor and clothing are highly imitating the style of the Savior.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and even felt that he could do better than the Savior in the same style.

What he needs to do is to use this war to get rid of the savior and make himself the only one.

"That hypocritical guy boasts of his own strength and puts the Titan cluster in danger just to show off. How stupid is that?!" The Fallen Phoenix Fulgrim stared at the image of the Savior in the witchcraft projection and suddenly laughed wantonly.

He issued new orders:

“Go ahead Lucius, this is a great opportunity.

Destroy that Fortress Engine, and destroy all of the Savior's Titans.

Tsk, it makes me laugh just thinking about it.

People can't wait to see him as a clown with deep heartache and full of regret.

I want to see how that hypocritical guy can get past billions of demons and come to me after losing his vehicle.

Is he going to crawl over here little by little? ! "

Fulgrim's twisted tone shifted between yin and yang.

He fell onto the throne, holding his stomach and laughing seductively and maliciously.

After laughing for a while, the Fallen Phoenix was still not satisfied.

He had to ridicule the hypocrite's stupidity to his face in order to feel satisfied.

hum~
Fulgrim contacted the Savior through witchcraft.

After a while, the pink mist formed an illusory mirror.
The half-body image of the Savior appeared in it, and behind him were the Primarchs such as the Lion and Guilliman.

They looked over here, and Guilliman's eyes were filled with anger.

"It's really hard for you to come all the way to find me, but it's a pity that this is meaningless."

Fulgrim leaned back in his throne in a comfortable posture, looking down upon the Saviour and his Primarch brothers behind him.

He was so proud, his voice was disgusting: "Hypocrite, you stupid ..."

"what are you saying?"

Suddenly, the savior interrupted him with a frown and tilted his ear to reveal a hint of doubt.

It seems like he can't hear clearly.

???

Fugen paused, took a deep breath, increased the output of fel energy, and strengthened the witchcraft connection.

He shouted even louder: "Hypocrite! You are so stupid..."

"what happened?"

The Savior interrupted the Fallen Phoenix again, as if asking:
"Is there something wrong with the witchcraft connection? Why can't I hear that guy's voice?"

"Impossible..." Fugen was also a little surprised when he saw this, and checked the witchcraft circle: "There is obviously no problem with the witchcraft connection, how is it possible that no sound can be transmitted?!"

"Because I was lying to you, you complete idiot."

The next moment, the savior's mocking voice sounded, and he looked like he was looking at a clown.

Even the Primarchs like Leon behind him looked as if they were looking at a fool.

"you!"

Fugen looked at the savior and suddenly became anxious.

yah~
However, before he could react, the witchcraft communication was forcibly cut off by the Savior, and the image disappeared.

Hu Hu Hu.

Fugen's breathing became rapid and his chest rose and fell.

He used witchcraft again to contact the savior, but the communication was rejected by the other party.

The fallen phoenix discovered that the savior had blocked him!
When he realized this, his vision suddenly went dark, followed by a high fever.

Even thick makeup can't cover up the obvious redness.

The hall fell into silence.

Lucius and other Slaanesh warriors looked at this scene, not knowing how to react for a moment.

More Slaanesh beings lowered their heads to hide their smiles.

Don't laugh at this time.

The torture methods of this Gene-Father are far beyond anyone's imagination, and even Slaanesh warriors find it difficult to endure.

The kind that would make even Lucius faint.

"Hypocrite!"

Fulgrim let out a shrill scream, and in anger his snake tail smashed the exquisite vessels around him, even the throne was smashed to pieces.

He looked balefully at the Emperor's Children and the other Slaanesh entities:

"Everyone, get out, destroy that Titan cluster, and make the Savior fail completely.

As for the poison, I want more poisonous potions, enough to poison any Primarch!"

The rage of this fallen phoenix has reached its limit, and it is frantically destroying everything around it.

To vent your anger.

Outside the hall, the elite troops of the Emperor's Children began to gather.

They were once one of the Emperor's most beloved and highly regarded Legions.

This third legion, composed of noble European families, possessed the finest armor and sacred ornaments.

However, all of this became distorted and covered with ugly tentacles.

The Emperor's Children hold various power swords that resemble torture instruments, and are equipped with many sonic weapons.

Led by Lucius, they rushed towards the area where the savior was.

These Chaos Warriors will unite with endless hordes of demons to destroy the isolated fortress war engine and Titan cluster.

If necessary, they will use sorcery to board those war engines and destroy the mechanical structure from the inside.

……

The interior of a fortress-type Titan.

yah~
Ron used his psychic power to destroy the Fallen Phoenix's witchcraft and evil energy structure, and then temporarily blocked that guy.

He shook his head and sighed softly: "I really don't understand that guy. He had to come to my house to get scolded..."

This is one of the Savior’s little tricks in dealing with verbal attacks. For a jerk like the Fallen Phoenix, never give him the chance to curse.

We must not let him get enough pleasure, just take him away and be done with it.

Lion and other primarchs nodded and agreed with it.

They learned new knowledge and it turned out that the Ron brothers were more capable. The traitor Fulgrim must have been furious.

"We have already penetrated deep into the Chaos Front. Is there really no problem?"

Leon heard roars coming from all directions, and wave after wave of Chaos Demons surrounded him.

The forces of Chaos sent more demonic armies.

The Imperial Emperor and the Titan cluster were already far away from the Imperial defense line and received almost no support.

He reminded: "Perhaps we should gather the army as soon as possible and then continue to advance."

Leon remembered that Brother Ron said that the Imperial Emperor was equipped with a large beacon device.

It can break through the blockade of chaotic evil energy and transmit beacon signals.

Thereby marking their own position and guiding the deployment of troops.

Now the entire planet is wrapped and corroded by the chaos vortex, and the chaos front is spread throughout the twisted evil energy space.

Even the Imperial Emperor needs the Savior and the Primarchs to guide the way forward.

Without beacon guidance, the fleet would likely deploy troops into unknown areas.

It is obviously time to call up the army, otherwise the Imperial Emperor and the Titan cluster will find it difficult to resist so many demons.

What's more troublesome is that more demons have crossed the Titan cluster's artillery defense line and begun to threaten these war engines.

A few melta bombs are enough to destroy a Titan's mechanical feet.

"We're almost in the right position. It's indeed suitable for gathering troops."

Ron nodded, raised his hand and gave an order: "Tak, send a beacon and let the fleet send troops.

We need large numbers of individual armored forces, automated remote-controlled soldiers, and service drones.”

hum~
As the savior raised his hand, a beam of white light shot up into the sky.

The primarchs all smiled when they saw this, but their smiles froze the next moment.

Because the light beam only lasted for a few seconds before it went out in a tremor.

???

"What's going on?!" Ron asked, frowning.

"The beacon device has been corroded by an unknown evil energy, and the communication priests are urgently adjusting the data.

They claim that with the blessing of the Mechanical Goddess, the beacon can continue to be used, but it will take some time. "

Taco reported calmly.

Ron said nothing, but turned to look at Leon and other Primarchs:
"It seems that the Lord of Change is causing trouble. The beacon is still under repair. We have to prepare for a boarding battle."

He had already seen the purple and pink Chaos warriors of the Emperor's Children.

"We must prepare for the worst, such as breaking out without reinforcements."

Ron thought for a moment and added, “Also, if other fallen traitors come over at this time.

We may have to face more dangers..."

If there is really no other way, he can only spend a greater cost to use the Armor of Redemption, and then fight his way through the demon tide with his primarch brothers.

That was also one of the backup plans.

(End of this chapter)