Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 637: Against the will of heaven, the Emperor Girl and the Corrosion Spirit Network Operation!

"Oh, what a strong and delicious body..."

The long tongues of the Twin Executioners of Slaanesh swept across the strong body of the Lord of Ultramar, full of greed.

The body of this Primarch was so strong that he was beaten for days before he collapsed. Surely he could hold on longer in the joy?!

They wished they could eat Guilliman alive to fill the gap of their desire.

"It's a pity that Master Phoenix needs this body to complete a more vicious trap."

The twin executioners did not dare to enjoy all this, because this prey did not belong to them, but to the Perfect Phoenix and this duel arena.

He is the bait to attract the savior and the core of the trap array.

The Twin Executioners stripped away the remaining armor of Guilliman, the Armor of Fate had already become tattered in the fierce battle.

The Ultimate Primarch was so strong that he could take a beating. Several Chaos Daemons were exhausted to the point of unconsciousness, which indirectly caused him to endure a few more days of beatings.

Guilliman was bound by thorns and suspended in mid-air, which further emphasized the roundness of his buttocks.

That buttock was facing the Fallen Phoenix, so conspicuous that it attracted the attention of many joyful beings.

"Poor creature, you should beg for my forgiveness."

Fugen took one look at the extremely perky butt and felt a little jealous, so he whipped her hard.

The poisonous thorn whip lashed at the Ultimate Primarch, turning his flesh and blood into a bloody mess, and the venom caused extreme pain.

The Fallen Phoenix does not allow anyone to have a better figure than itself, no matter which part of the body.

Especially a butt like that!

Guilliman remained silent, his marble-carved face distorted as intense pain penetrated his soul.

But he still gritted his teeth and persisted to prevent himself from screaming.

That is a cowardly act and is more likely to lead to the collapse of one's own will and thus corruption.

"It was not an honorable duel, but a shameful siege."

Guilliman stared at the Fallen Phoenix and said with difficulty.

He felt more and more upset. The duel he had been waiting for ten thousand years had such an outcome, turning into a gang fight against him.

There is no honor at all.

However, these words had no killing power on the Fallen Phoenix. After becoming a pleasure slave, he had long lost his sense of shame.

What's more, this being likes to use traps to sneak attack others and attract the savior to come for a duel, just to get more attention.

In reality, he sets more traps for the Saviors.

“You must be in a lot of pain, my dear brother, soul poison is not so easy to resist.

If you can't help it, just scream it out, it will make you feel better."

Fulgrim taunted, "Look at you, falling like a lowly goblin.

You become a prisoner in my hands, entertaining the audience with the most pathetic appearance.

The demons will bear witness to the corruption of a Primarch of the Imperium."

As they spoke, the twin executioners used torture instruments on the Ultimate Primarch.

Some of the torture instruments are terrifying just to look at.

Such as skin-tearing hooks, nail torture, rotting rat torture, and many other mental tortures.

Any one of these is enough to destroy the life and the soul.

Only a body and soul at the level of a Primarch could survive for a short period of time under such torture.

Fulgrim looked at the suffering Guilliman, as if he was enjoying it.

Torturing the loyal Primarch would allow him to draw more power of pleasure.

He thought of something and was looking forward to it: “Not only pain, I have prepared something more for you.

For example, extreme pleasure, you have to thank me for releasing your suppressed emotions. "

Amid the cheers of the demons, the Fallen Phoenix released a mist of joy.

A large amount of mist containing the power of joy enveloped the Ultimate Primarch.

If Ron were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that it was an illusion created by the Lord of Joy.

It can create hallucinations and make people fall into strong desires, which even the Primarch cannot easily resist.

Perhaps in the galaxy, only he, the savior, can resist and get the best for free.

"Traitor bastard, you can't break my will, and I will never give in!"

Guilliman was bound, unable to escape the Mists.

But this Primarch remained as resolute as ever, and the indomitable will of humanity was embodied in him.

The power ambition, flattery and praise, snow-white flesh and decadent music in those illusions could not tempt him at all.

If this is all the traitor Fulgrim has, then he is underestimating his own will.

Low-level emotional desires cannot corrupt the Lord of Ultramar.

"Robert, I admire your will. Perhaps you are the only one among humans who deserves the appreciation of the Eldar."

Suddenly, a familiar voice like that of a queen was heard, and it sounded pleasant yet firm, and contained a faint sense of passionate emotion.

"Evelene..."

Guilliman was suddenly startled and looked up suddenly, seeing a beautiful female warrior in front of him.

That was Evelyne, one of the most powerful individuals of the Eldar, the Harbinger of Death.

As a race that has reached the pinnacle of art, the Eldar have perfect appearance, especially the high-level ones among them.

Every inch of Evelyne's skin is flawless and her eyes are like the brightest gems in the galaxy.

It is so beautiful and moving.

More importantly, she is a battle-damaged version.

Evelyne seemed to have just been through a battle. Her exquisite armor was in tatters, exposing many key parts.

Those perfect scars and spots of blood show a different kind of beauty.

More beautiful and attractive than usual.

Especially when there is such a queen, looking at you with eyes full of emotion and giving you hints.

More importantly, the illusion is filled with the power of Sakya, which is not something that any living being can resist.

Not even the Primarch could do that, the corruption was deepening.

This is how Fugen fell into the illusion and became the slave of the Lord of Pleasure.

"What's wrong with me?"

Guilliman looked at Evelyne approaching, and more lustful hormones were produced in his body, and even the Primarch's organs could hardly suppress it.

Control over the body is even more ineffective, and the heart beats faster.

He had never felt such a strong shame before.

Guilliman tried his best to suppress his inexplicable desire:
"No, this is deception. It never gave me any idea about the aliens!"

“Robert, the flame of hope for both humans and the Eldar.

I understand how you feel, don't suppress your emotions, it's not a bad thing.

The Eldar have studied that humans are born with such emotions, and there is no shame in that, but you were used as tools and deprived of all of it."

Evelyne still maintained her elegant and noble demeanor.

She walked over, and every step exuded a different kind of temptation:
“You release it now, or I’ll help you.

To make you a complete human being like your father..."

"Do not."

Guilliman was about to refuse when he found himself on the throne of Ultramar, wearing only a blue robe.

And Evelyne leaned over and kissed him.

Such an exciting scene made the chaotic audience in the duel arena cheer.

"What a wonderful scene, I must record it, no... I need more profane images!"

Fugen sat on the throne, admiring the scene in the illusion, feeling extremely excited.

There is even an urge to join in.

He no longer had the resentment he had before, but instead felt a sense of satisfaction. This time the gains might be beyond his expectations.

Now he not only obtained the sacred sword of Sad Withered Bones, but also another weapon that the Lord of Joy cared about, the artifact of the Eldar crone - the Sword of Silent Screech.

Needless to say, the Holy Sword is one of the most sacred artifacts of mankind. Its loss will inevitably weaken the power of the empire, especially its high-level military forces.

As for the Silent Screeching Sword, it is a legendary artifact that poses a great threat to the Lord of Joy.

Once I obtain it, I will definitely be able to reduce the threat of the Eldar Death God and thus gain the reward from the Lord of Pleasure.

Not only that, he also captured the Ultimate Primarch and put it into a process of corrosion.

"That hypocrite will never give up everything I have. He will definitely come here."

Fugen smiled.

He believed that the savior would definitely come and step into this duel arena full of traps.

"But until then, let Robert suffer more pain and torture.

That guy will lose all his glory in the empire and become like a rat crossing the street!"

The fallen primarch had a bright idea.

Didn’t the Savior record his own shameful scene before and then threaten him?
I also need to record the images of the Ultimate Primarch, especially the extremely blasphemous scenes of the other party.

Fulgrim has learned the true skills from the savior, the emperor of the empire.

He knew how to strike at his enemies and inflict the ultimate humiliation on them.

The former Regent of the Empire, Lord of Ultramar, had engaged in forbidden and profane pleasure with high-ranking Eldar aliens.

What an exciting thing, what a shameful betrayal?!
Today, the human empire still holds an exclusionary attitude towards aliens, and even if there is cooperation, it is mutual exploitation.

Such behavior of the Ultimate Primarch will inevitably be despised by humans.

It also affects human morale.

Who would have thought that one of the last remaining legends of the Empire would have such a thing happen with the alien high-ranking officials? Isn't this a kind of irony? !
That would further prove the hypocrisy of the empire, as on one hand they were shouting for war and killing, while on the other hand their own legend was rolling into bed with the aliens.

Fugen believed that as long as he recorded this real video and spread it to the territory of the empire.

It will definitely deal a heavy blow to humanity's beliefs, and Guilliman will completely become a disgrace to humanity!

Just thinking about this, he felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment. He could finally take revenge on the Empire and the Savior in a similar way.

Spreading this level of joy can also greatly enhance his power.

"Savior, you built a psychic network for mankind, but it has also become a deadly transmission channel!" Fugen opened a small hole above the duel arena, then took out the Empire's data pad and logged into the vest account he had obtained not long ago.

At an extremely fast speed, he transmitted hundreds of thousands of images of the Ultimate Primarch kissing Evelya to various forums and posts on the psychic network.

This way the empire can see it as soon as possible, thus triggering public opinion.

"what happened?!"

However, the next moment, Fugen saw a red triangle symbol on the data pad.

There is even a red warning: "In the name of the savior, defend the imperial ethos!

Your behavior has violated the laws of the spiritual network, please surrender immediately and wait for the relevant departments to deal with it!"

As those warnings appeared, the Empire data board seemed to have crashed and could no longer be operated.

"Master Phoenix, the content you uploaded is too large and has triggered restrictions on the spiritual network. I'm afraid your account and machine have been blocked."

An Emperor's Children Captain who seemed to be very experienced in psychic web surfing said:

"I suggest you destroy the machine immediately and seal off the duel field again, otherwise they will most likely find us!"

For the psychic network, each data board is a data node and can be easily located.

If we don't deal with it quickly, the imperial agents will be here soon.

"What a pity, such a good spiritual network account..."

The captain sighed inwardly, thinking that Lord Phoenix might not have known about the Empire's network for a long time, and actually uploaded the forbidden video data directly.

No wonder he was warned and banned by the Psychic Network.

If he had come, he would never have been noticed so quickly, and he could have spread more content.

Of course, the scale will be much more harmonious accordingly.

It's not just this company commander. Many joyful beings have obtained psychic network accounts and secretly spread some things that pollute the empire's morals.

There are not only text information, but also many pictures, videos, etc.

They will even team up with Banshee to provide paid services to output more taboo content.

Of course, such behavior that affects the empire's morale will be strongly attacked by the psychic network.

Even so, those joyful beings still tried to find ways to circumvent it.

Many of the widely circulated pictures of mechanical beauties, the feminized pictures of the God of All Machines, etc., which are secretly collected by the oil guys, are all from those happy masters.

It also includes some photos of the Savior, etc.

This is the result of the Savior's intentional permission to allow some less taboo content to appear.

Because all related content is completely banned, the computing power resources consumed are too huge.

It would be better to invest those resources into relevant research institutes.

It is impossible for humans to abandon the psychic network and return to a closed state.

In this case, the best measure is to allow some harmless content to appear in the secret area.

This would reduce the pressure on the psychic network and also release some of the repressed human nature.

Research institutes related to the Savior have proven that appropriate amounts of pleasurable content cannot actually corrupt human beings.

It also has a positive effect in relieving mental stress.

On the contrary, complete prohibition and repression like in the old empire will give rise to more joyful power.

Human repressed emotions will not disappear, but will find more outlets, thereby releasing extreme emotions and continuing to cause mental torture.

In other words, once repressed emotions cannot be restrained, they will destroy thinking and beliefs.

This leads them to the other extreme and they become believers of joy.

Then there are endless revelry and gatherings, which create more blasphemy.

That is the trend of the empire that the Lord of Pleasure really wants to see, and it is also one of the reasons why the old empire continued to decline.

Instead of wasting a lot of computing power to suppress human nature, the Savior Territory might as well deal with the extreme abstract art activities of institutions such as the State Religion, the Sisters, and the Space Marines.

For example, the Discipline Whipping Device can continuously whip the wearer's flesh, causing pain, and by enduring the pain, one can hone one's firm faith.

The Confessor mecha, piloted by heretics who have committed serious crimes.

The mecha is equipped with various syringes and neural connection devices that inject pain and regret into the driver's brain and continuously destroy his body.

A large amount of stimulants will also be injected to make the driver burst out with more fighting power.

There is no need to talk about the Dreadnought, it is a powerful torture mecha that even Space Marines cannot withstand.

Before some Space Marines are seriously injured and fall into coma, they will even ask priests and pharmacists to let their souls return to the throne instead of entering the Dreadnaught.

But priests often mishear, resulting in the birth of another glorious dreadnought.

Of course, this is only a very small minority. Most of the Dreadnoughts are Space Marines who take the initiative to enter and continue to fight for the Emperor.

But the physical and mental torture caused by these things is no less than any other torture, and they provide a large amount of tormenting power to the Lord of Pleasure.

It belongs to the joyful orthodoxy within the empire.

Therefore, the Savior Territory has now abolished a large number of these anti-human machines and is gradually liberating human nature.

This will reduce the space in which the Lord of Pleasure can survive.

And it is hoped that the sun itself can absorb some of the joyful power to protect humans from the slight corrosion from the warp.

Simply put, there is nothing wrong with viewing some minor pictures or videos on the legal psychic network.

“Is this kind of content considered excessively taboo?!”

Fugen crushed the data slate and blocked the location of the duel arena again.

From the perspective of this demon prince, that video was extremely clear, almost pure.

Unexpectedly, I still touched the taboos of the psychic network.

Because although the content on the spiritual network should not be too extreme, the blasphemous content involving the original body is likely to be banned.

"No matter what, we must spread this forbidden image to the empire!"

Fulgrim was furious, especially after he recalled the scene where the Savior and other Primarchs and Imperial warriors watched his humiliating video.

He must retaliate in the same way, but on a wider scale.

The Fallen Phoenix contacted the Fateweaver, Carlos, the Lord of Change, hoping that he could provide a way to influence the corrupted psychic network.

It doesn't take too long. It only takes a few milliseconds for him to spread the relevant blasphemous content.
Carlos agreed to the cooperation very readily. The Lord of Change had already planned to influence the spiritual network.

That is an excellent, corrosive window into the mind.

He demanded a large amount of fel faith, then summoned chaos technicians to construct chaos arrays and connect more chaos data engines.

It takes about ninety-nine hours to start.

After Fulgrim got Carlos' promise, his attention returned to Guilliman.

He needs more blasphemous content, not just for the Ultimate Primarchs, but also for the Saviors who will experience the same fate when they arrive!

"Viewers, we are about to witness one of the most blasphemous scenes in the galaxy, and you will be shocked, or horrified.

Cowardly beings please close your eyes!"

The announcer of the Emperor's Children swallowed and began to create a mood, indicating that the Fallen Phoenix was about to make a big move.

The chaotic audience cheered excitedly and refused to admit that they were timid.

They really needed more exciting scenes. After all, they had been watching the Ultimate Primarch kissing the Eldar for quite some time without any other action.

"What a blasphemy..."

"No, this is too dangerous, maybe we should stop this!"

However, the next moment, the Chaos audience cried out in surprise, and some Chaos Demons began to get scared.

They seemed to have seen something horrible, and they never expected that the demon prince would be so bold.

In the illusion, Guilliman seemed to be immersed in the kiss with Evelyne and was gradually corrupted.

Suddenly, the Herald of Death took the initiative to separate, and his voice was a little gentle: "Robert, perhaps we should let more beings join in..."

As she spoke, she looked under the throne.

"No, the Emperor..."

Guilliman followed the line of sight, and when he saw the scene below, his whole body shuddered, as if he had suffered some kind of trauma.

It almost crushed the Primarch's spirit.

For beneath the throne is the figure of the Emperor in golden armour, but in the form of a beautiful maiden.

Guilliman's will was still there. He originally just wanted to use the illusion to delay some time, but he didn't expect to encounter such a vicious and blasphemous attack.

This is the perversion of the Lord of Pleasure, who can use various methods to destroy people's spirits and then inflict torture.

Although the emperor was once a romantic man and was known as the She-Wolf of Rome, this image is still too perverted.

No one can resist such a vicious move, and it will inevitably leave a shadow.

Of course, if the savior saw such an image, he would only say "good thing you're alive". After all, the big shots in his world were even more excessive.

But in this world, the Emperor is so sacred that such an image is of nuclear explosion level, which can be called blasphemy among blasphemy.

Even the Lord of Pleasure would give a thumbs up and say it’s awesome.

To some extent, the Fallen Phoenix, who could come up with such a trick, is indeed gifted.

This is not just a problem for Seven Wolves.

Such a scene even made some Chaos Demons nervous and restless, and some even closed their eyes.

Who would dare to watch such a scene of blasphemy against the cursed?
yah~
The next second, Guilliman burst out with an extremely strong will, and the moment he saw the illusion of the Emperor Girl, he expelled her from the illusion.

Even that memory was destroyed, leaving no trace.

Afterwards, he collapsed in his seat as if he had exhausted all his willpower and mental strength.

After the illusion of the Emperor Girl disappeared, the Chaos Demons finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the creator himself, the Fallen Phoenix, who had done such a great job, breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the moment the blasphemous image appeared, he vaguely felt an extreme crisis.

I even have a bad feeling.

Fortunately, nothing happened after the illusion disappeared.

“Those pathetic withered bones will never be able to break through the restrictions of the Golden Throne and come to this chaotic area…”

Fugen thought so.

He thought about it and felt relieved. He strengthened his illusion corruption on Guilliman, but he dared not do anything big anymore.

Then he took out another strange stone.

The surface of the stone is filled with surging energy of gold and black, exuding the aura of the essence of power.

That is the Maugeta Stone, a special high-level artifact that can absorb the essence of the subspace, and it is also the key for him to gain the power of the savior!
(End of this chapter)