Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 647 Savior: What's wrong with me, the Emperor of an Empire, also serving as the Chaos War General?!

"How is this possible..."

The new commander not only bestowed upon us power, but also upon the Chaos Warships of the War Clan willing to obey?!

Adis looked at the information on the communication channel again and was immediately shocked.

Just now, like his company commander, he received the new commander's evil power blessing, and then received a message from the other party.

The new commander was so generous that, in addition to military equipment and fel energy, he even arranged for space vehicles such as Chaos warships.

"What a generous being!!" Adis took a deep breath, his heart filled with even greater trust.

"When the Flame Angels followed the former Chaos Warmaster Abaddon on his expedition, they never received so many rewards; on the contrary, they suffered heavy losses."

The fact that the new commander has just arrived and has already bestowed so many rewards upon us shows just how wealthy he is.

He was far more generous than that stingy and incompetent former Chaos Warmaster!

The Flame Angels Chapter Leader was increasingly moved, and his resolve to follow the enemy strengthened.

Not only him, but also the company commanders under his command.

"My lord, we are willing to follow the new commander..."

"We only have one chance, we can't hesitate any longer!"

The fire angels were afraid of missing the opportunity to serve, and that they would be as barren and powerless as before.

They don't even have nine-handed escort ships; they have to hitch a ride on other people's ships to participate in expeditions.

What a tragedy!
"The Flame Angels swear to follow their commander to the death and are willing to lead a grand expedition against the Empire under his command."

"For the commander!"

The long-impoverished Flame Angels swore allegiance faster than other warbands, their battle cries echoing outwards.

Their actions were like igniting a spark, and the flame of loyalty quickly spread.

"For the commander!"

"The Iron Warrior is willing to pledge his allegiance to you!"

The Chaos Warriors no longer hesitated, and their loyal cries echoed across the chaotic battlefield.

The shouts gradually formed waves of sound, greatly boosting the morale of the Chaos army.

“Savior brother, you have taken command of this army so quickly…”

Peturabo exclaimed in amazement upon seeing this.

In the past, he had never received the level of support from the Iron Warriors, let alone the Chaos Warriors who came to his aid.

“I didn’t do much, I just gave them what they wanted.”

Ron looked down at the waves below and said this.

There was no way around it; those Chaos Warriors were in such a sorry state that compared to the warriors of the Saviors' Territory or the Legion of Dread, they were practically beggars.

People are willing to fight to the death for a single weapon, with virtually no guarantees.

Even when they went out to fight, they had to bring their own weapons and armor, and they didn't receive much in return.

You have to fight for it yourself.

If they encountered a volatile and cruel leader like the Peturabo brothers, the situation would be even more dire.

They get no reward for playing well, but if they play even slightly poorly, they get thrashed.

It's practically like paying to work illegally, and there's no insurance involved.

So I only had to do a little bit of work, giving the Chaos Warriors the treatment of regular soldiers and providing them with some equipment, and I gained their support.

"Perhaps only you, brother, can do this."

Peturabo's thinking became clearer, and he lost his previous aggression, quickly grasping the crux of the matter.

The main reason is that the Savior is too wealthy; the other Chaos Commanders simply cannot do this.

Those Chaos Commanders themselves are short of resources and have to plunder everywhere, so how could they possibly be so generous in bestowing rewards?

They're lucky if they can even keep the legion running!
"Indeed, only by becoming rich can one do whatever one wants..."

Peturabo thought to himself as he watched the savior's retreating figure.

"Unfortunately, it's not enough. I must give more and gain more loyalty in order to offset the rejection brought about by my identity."

Ron piloted the ferocious engine flying disc, slowly flying towards the reviewing team and descending to the ground.

He knew that if the Chaos Warriors' loyalty wasn't high enough, his appearance would be exposed.

This could lead to riots, or even signs of resistance.

If that happens, I will have to expend even more power to suppress it, resulting in the deaths of a large number of Chaos Warriors.

That would be a waste of the armed forces that were about to be acquired.

A bit of a loss.

The Chaos Warriors' cheeks aren't full enough; they need more rewards and favors!
"Warriors, I sense the presence of loyalty."

Ron was engulfed in flames, and his words echoed in the air: "You are qualified to follow me and ignite an even fiercer war."

With a wave of his hand, he sent a new message:

"You deserve more blessings, and any brave warrior who dares to fight will receive the reward they deserve!"

The document Ron sent out was about combat rewards; any victory would be rewarded accordingly.

Very tempting.

More importantly, all the Chaos Warriors who obey will receive abundant supplies.

Even if weapons, armor, and vehicles are damaged in war, they can be repaired and replaced to maintain peak combat effectiveness.

They no longer had to be so poor as before, needing to steal weapons and armor from others to survive.

This is considered the trump card of the new commander, roughly equivalent to... five social insurances and one housing fund in the realm of Chaos Warriors!
In an instant, the Chaos Warriors erupted in cheers, reaching a fever pitch.

"The Flame Angel is fortunate to have participated in this war, and that being will lead us to victory!"

That's what Adidas thought.

He and his soldiers were caught up in a frenzy, watching their new commander approach.

The hellfire surrounding that entity roared out the other's name—

Lord of Hell, Prince of Fear!
"What power he possesses! Perhaps he is the ruler behind the Legion of Fear, a terrifying monarch."

As Adis gazed at the figure of the new commander-in-chief, his heart pounded violently.

A terrifying breath was blowing in my face.

He couldn't help but think of that savior, the emperor of the empire, and compare him to the new commander, the lord of hell.

Having faced the might of the Savior firsthand, this Flame Angels Chapter Commander could clearly sense the difference in strength between the two.

"Our new commander, the lord of hell, is now on par with the savior in terms of imposing presence."

No, he is even more powerful than the savior…

Adis trembled all over, and even his voice became high-pitched with excitement:
"We finally have someone who can rival the savior, someone whose power we can face without fear!"

He witnessed firsthand the horror of the Savior, a force that even Abaddon the Great Raider and Huron the Blackheart could not match.

Even the Steel Lord Peturabo doesn't have much of a chance of winning.

Now, everything has changed.

Suddenly, Adis saw the figure of that being more clearly, and his expression changed immediately.

He had thought of something, and his decision was so resolute.

The Flame Angels Chapter Commander took a deep breath and roared:
"No, he is not the ruler of Chaos, absolutely not!"

Adis's roar silenced the surroundings, and the Iron Warriors and many more Chaos Warriors turned to look.

They are somewhat incredible.

No one expected that the small war gang of Flame Angels would defy the Lord of Hell.

Everyone awaited the Lord of Hell's reaction; they knew a massacre was inevitable.

Perhaps the Flame Angels will be slaughtered.

"Ok?"

Ron noticed the sudden change, got off the Chaos Engine disc, and walked step by step toward the warband leader who had defied him.

His aura intensified, flames erupting from his body: "Warrior, you seem to have a different opinion?"

Ron had anticipated this might happen, so he wasn't too surprised.

This is actually a good thing; it's a good opportunity to use them to establish authority.

As the Lord of Hell approached, his terrifying pressure intensified, causing the Chaos Warriors surrounding the Flame Angel to swallow hard and feel fear.

They quietly moved away from that reckless guy, leaving an open space.

"Do not……"

After realizing what he had done, Adis's breathing became rapid. He instinctively took a step back, only to find that he had nowhere to retreat.

The Flame Angels Chapter Commander gritted his teeth and persisted in his stance: "Lord of Hell, you are not the commander..."

You deserve a higher position. The Chaos Warriors need your leadership. You will lead us to unprecedented achievements.

You should become the War Master of Chaos, leading all warriors!

Adis almost roared out his innermost thoughts, which was the result he had always longed for.

For the Chaos Warriors, Warmaster is a special title, signifying the commander of all Chaos Warriors.

Just like the Horus Warmaster from ten thousand years ago, he is worthy of being followed by all Chaos Warriors.

But now, the Chaos Warriors are not what they used to be; Abaddon is in decline, and Huron the Blackheart lacks authority.

The position of war commander has been vacant for a long time, and no one has been able to step forward and unite the people.

Now he finally saw a glimmer of hope.

Besides this generous Lord of Hell, to whom even the Lord of Steel is willing to submit, who else is qualified to become the new Warmaster?
Only in this way could they deal with that savior, the false emperor of the empire.

"Chaos War General!"

"We beseech your leadership to slay the false emperor and let the galaxy burn brightly once more!"

The Flame Angels were startled by the sudden madness of their Chapter Master, thinking they were about to be slaughtered.

Now that they've realized what's happening, they naturally support the warband leader's viewpoint.

"War Commander, War Commander, War Commander..."

"For the War Commander!"

The Flame Angels cheered and waved their flags, and this atmosphere infected the other Chaos Warriors.

In an instant, the Chaos Warriors raised their weapons and roared in support of the Lord of Hell becoming the War Master.

The will of the people.

This powerful and generous Lord of Hell deserves the loyalty of all Chaos Warriors!

"Hiss~
This progress is even faster than I expected! He barely got comfortable as commander-in-chief, and he's already been accelerated into a war commander?

Ron gasped as he stared at the dark mass of Chaos Warriors stretching to the horizon, their frenzy reaching to the horizon.

The Flame Angels are really perceptive; doesn't this mean they've been forced into a position of power?!

After all, in the realm of Chaos Warriors, a Warmaster is roughly equivalent to an emperor.

As long as one has enough prestige and strength, one can command all the Chaos Warriors.

Fortunately, what I have in abundance is strength.

Since those losers like Lao Dun are incapable of capturing it, let me take command.

Ron thought to himself, "As the Emperor of this mighty empire, taking on the role of Chaos Warmaster shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

He gently raised his hand, and an aura of power emanated from it.

The Chaos Warriors fell silent, awaiting the new War Master's address.

“We do need a new war commander, and I am willing to take on this difficult responsibility.”

I swear to lead you to even greater glory, and I will enter Holy Terra, become the Emperor of the Empire, and wash away the shame of all the warriors of Chaos!

The voice of the Lord of Hell echoed across the battlefield, igniting the fighting spirit of the Chaos Warriors.

This oath is greater than the oath of his predecessor, General Abaddon.

That being only organizes expeditions and then plunders extensively.

The Chaos Warriors all remember that the Chaos Warchief's original goal was to storm Holy Terra and seize the Empire's supreme power.

That was also the cause they had hoped for and had been striving for.

From the Chaos Warrior's perspective, he was not a traitor, but merely someone who lost in the internal strife.

They will one day storm Holy Terra, wash away their shame, and gain the power and status they deserve.

"Your loyalty deserves a greater reward."

Ron approached the Flame Angel and, with a gentle wave of his hand, the Chaos Engine delivered several sets of exquisitely crafted Fear Armor.

He hadn't forgotten these perceptive fellows, especially the leader of the War Gang.

If it weren't for the opponent's assistance, he wouldn't have been able to obtain the title of Chaos War General so naturally.

Now that I have the title of Chaos Warmaster, I can do more things and recruit more Chaos Warriors, all in the name of the true Chaos Warriors.

"Lord Warmaster!"

As Adis gazed at the exquisitely crafted armor before him, his loyalty and fanaticism grew even stronger.

He longed to immediately go to the battlefield and strike the empire and the savior to repay the war commander's kindness.

"Flame Angels, loyal warriors of chaos, are you willing to become sons of the Lord of Hell?"

Ron pulled up the information on the Chaos Warrior in front of him and swiftly launched his "adopting a son" offensive, which was so smooth.

For Space Marines, it was a deeper level of trust, a bond akin to blood ties.

When the Guilliman Brothers returned, they recruited many Space Marines from other chapters.

Such a sacred and highly intimate relationship can prevent betrayal and ensure greater security.

Just like within the Iron Warriors Legion, although many warriors have Dorne's genetic seed, they all recognize Perturabo as their father.

Even after being subjected to eleven rounds of executions, they did not rebel.

The atmosphere and the atmosphere of power are now set in motion, making it the perfect time to acknowledge a son; such an opportunity will be hard to come by again.

Adis trembled upon hearing the words of the Lord of Hell.

He was deeply moved: "What trust and honor this is! The Lord of Hell is actually willing to accept us..."

For the Flame Angel, this is a tremendously good thing.

They will become the Lord of Hell's elite force and receive more resources, at least they won't have to use the nine-handed Chaos Warships anymore.

Moreover, the being before them was clearly the Primarch, and far more powerful, rather than a non-human demon.

He felt no repulsion whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt honored.

"Father...Father!"

Adis led the fire angels to kneel on the ground and completed the ritual with utmost piety.

From this moment on, the Lord of Hell will become their genetic father, and will subsequently accept their fel bloodline.

The other Chaos Warriors looked at the Flame Angel with a hint of envy.

After all, given the wealth and generosity of the Lord of Hell, the Flame Angels, as the Warmaster's elite troops, might receive treatment in the future that is no worse than that of the Dread Warriors.

They all knew that the being before them had a close connection with the Legion of Fear.

Ron seemed to know what the Chaos Warriors were thinking, and his gaze slowly swept over them, his eyes full of encouragement.

The Chaos Warriors seized the opportunity and knelt down to perform the bloodline ritual.

The cries of "Dad!" rose and fell.

They offered their utmost loyalty, becoming the sons of the Lord of Hell and the elite of his army.

Life and death together!

Ron was even more satisfied. Who would have thought that he would gain so many adopted sons after just one trip?

It was a great harvest.

He could continue to recruit under the name of the Chaos Warmaster until he had brought all the Chaos Warriors, including those without distinction of Chaos or even the gods, under his command.

In this way, he could lead these troops into the warp with greater confidence to retrieve the Guilliman Brothers.

"Adis, my good son..."

Ron helped the leader of the Flame Angels to his feet, and his face gradually appeared, revealing his original appearance.

There's even a hint of kindness in them.

Now that he is a Chaos Warmaster and has the Peturabo brothers and others backing him up, he no longer needs to worry about revealing his true identity.

Moreover, the Chaos Warriors before them have all boarded their ship and will not easily betray their Gene Father.

There is only one way to get to the dark side.

"Father...Savior?!"

Adis's voice was loyal. He slowly raised his head and saw the appearance of the savior.

Ah? ? ?
The Flame Angels Chapter Commander thought he was seeing things, but everything told him otherwise.

The Lord of Hell, the father of his own genes, is that savior, the Emperor of the Empire!
At this moment, Adis was plunged into deep confusion and fear.

He felt as if he had just done something terrible, leading all the Chaos Warriors into a ditch.

what to do? !

(End of this chapter)