Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 650 Fallen Phoenix: The Savior is Finished, Blasphemy Livestream Begins!
"To carry out cleaning tasks."

Deal with the chaotic army in the Demon Palace region as much as possible.

Ron gave orders to his new second-in-command, Ahalin, a high-ranking commander of the Burning Legion.

Let the opponent lead the Burning Legion to deal with other enemies in the Demon Palace region, including the World Eaters of Angron, the Word Bearers of Logar, and so on.

With this powerful army involved in the war, he will be able to quell the chaos on the planet Kalista more quickly.

“That was the right choice.” Peturabo said softly, watching his pale offspring’s departing figure.

"Only after this battle will the Burning Legion truly take shape and form a unified will."

Ron finished browsing the last page of the document and looked up:
"Yes, but we won't stay here for long. We will depart for Orensis in three days."

A more important war awaits us there.

I wouldn't dare take such a hastily assembled legion directly into the Chaos Realm without giving it some time to gel.

Otherwise, if the Burning Legion collapses or rebels by the time they arrive, they might be caught in a pincer movement.

As Ron spoke, he walked out and followed Peturabo to the terrace area of ​​the activated Chaos Fortress.

This chaotic fortress is now his mount, the Chaos Warmaster and Lord of Hell.

Amidst the roar of the giant mechanical feet, the inverted mountain range moved backward.

Chaos Bastion is leading the Burning Legion on a rapid march to reach the battlefields where other Corrupted Primarchs are located.

A massive banner representing the Chaos Warmaster fluttered in the wind, adorned with the image of Diablo's evil head.

That is the emblem of the Burning Legion.

Ron gazed at the winding, crimson-flamed army of chaos and felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

"Now I have the army of the Savior on both the Empire and Chaos sides. They are all on my side. How can those traitors fight against me?"

"With the support of the Burning Legion, Leon and Khan should be under little pressure."

He pondered whether he should send some Chaos elites to help his two brothers, preferably to besiege those Fallen Primarchs.

Unfortunately, intelligence indicates that Leon, Khan, Angron, Lojia, and others have all disappeared.

"Based on my analysis of the spatial data, this planet is approaching the demon world and has a deeper connection with the warp."

The assistive device on Peturabo's helmet flashed, and he answered the savior's question:
"This Demon Palace area is connected to too many chaotic realms. Lion and his men have probably already entered the chaotic space to fight and are no longer on this planet."

"I can locate them, but it will take several days."

"No need. We don't have much time. I believe Leon and his team can solve the problem."

Ron shook his head, rejecting the suggestion.

They need to get to Orensis as soon as possible. Old Ki is imprisoned in the domain of the Lord of Pleasure and has been subjected to countless lashes.

We should hurry up and get him back.

Before long, Ron led the Burning Legion to the war zone under the command of his other brothers.

To avoid collateral damage, he also ordered the relevant teams to temporarily retreat and move to other areas to provide support.

"All personnel cease fighting and proceed immediately to War Zone Three!"

After receiving orders from headquarters, Afka led the Fallen Angels Chapter to begin their relocation.

They watched helplessly as the terrifying, fiery Chaos Legion marched into the war zone in the Upside-Down Mountains region.

He reported this to command, but the response he received was to tell the fallen angels to stay away and not to have any conflict with them.

Suddenly, the voice of Lazarus, the fifth company commander, came through, tinged with fear:
"Holy Sun above, am I seeing things? Isn't that our Savior His Majesty?!"

???

Completely bewildered, Afka looked up at the area the Fifth Company Commander was pointing to and saw the familiar figure atop the Chaos Fortress.

Their hope was that the Primarch, the Savior, would be at the command center of the Chaos Legion, standing majestically.

His scarlet cloak billowed in the wind, and his True One armor was wreathed in layers of evil flames.

Such chaotic power caused even high-level Chaos Warriors and Bloodthirsty Demons to bow down to him.

"Your Majesty, how is this possible..."

Afka realized this and almost suffered cardiac arrest.

That savior is now even more corrupt than the Fallen Primarch!

"My lord, that's His Majesty the Savior, isn't it? That being is actually in the Chaos..."

Lazarus felt as if the sky had fallen. He couldn't believe that the savior and emperor of the empire had actually sided with Chaos!

"Silence!"

Afka glanced at the fifth company commander and angrily rebuked, "We cannot blaspheme that being in any way."

Even if all of this is true, it is His Majesty the Savior who conquered the Chaos army, not who was influenced by Chaos.

That was a sacred conquest!

He didn't have much doubt about the savior, especially after receiving orders to keep it secret.

Nobody believes that a savior or emperor would betray the empire. What's the difference between that and the blasphemous rumor that the Great Emperor is the fifth evil god?!

This highlights the importance of establishing a sacred and authoritative image.

Even if the people of the Empire witnessed the savior appearing on the side of the Chaos forces, they would still feel that the being was carrying out an important plan or playing a grand game.

After that, Afka did not linger and quickly led the fallen angels away from that area.

……

The outer perimeter of the Demon Palace.

The anti-gravity heavy vehicle, the white falcon, roared, its flashing blades occasionally severing the heads of chaos.

More automated mechs are attacking the defense line.

The Word Bearers' position was crumbling under the attack of the Imperial army.

Those abominable mechs attacked the metal structures covered by demonic entities, creating a rain of metal and corrosive flesh.

"No retreat! For the Rainmaker, the Holy Father!"

Chaos Lord Cassino ordered his army to hold the flesh-and-metal line; those who retreated would be beheaded.

Because once the defensive line is breached, this unit will lose its shield and will not even have a chance to evacuate.

He roared as he tore apart the abominable mechs that were attacking him, his demonic body swelling.

This Chaos Lord had long since abandoned his own flesh and blood, choosing to share his body with the demon in order to gain more combat power.

He turned his head and demanded fiercely, "Where is the Lord of Enchantment? Summon more demons! We need more demon soldiers!"

"My lord, please wait a moment, our ceremony is about to be completed..."

The aged enchanted lord, leaning on his bone staff, spoke tremblingly, fearing that the lord would tear him apart.

As he spoke, a new crack gradually formed.

The Enchantress is a special psionicist among the Word Bearers, capable of creating chaotic rifts in the real world to summon a large number of demons.

The crack visibly widened, and demon warriors surged out, charging towards the abominable mechs.

The arrival of the demons slightly relieved the pressure on the front lines.

"Too little, still too little, we can't hold them off for long."

Cassino was still in a bad mood, and sparks flew from his mouth as he spoke.

He knew that without large-scale reinforcements, this front would still fall.

With the support of the Abominable Mechs, the White Scar Legion launched such a fierce offensive.

This is true not only here, but throughout the entire Legion of Word Bearers.

They only hoped that the Rainslayer, the Father of Genesis, could eliminate the Primarch Khan and salvage the situation.

However, Cassino soon received good news: the White Scar Legion's offensive had slowed down.

The other side appears to be retreating.

"Did our Holy Father execute the Primarch Khan?!"

He was very excited and thought of a certain possibility, but the news that followed shattered this guess.

The White Scar Legion's retreat was not due to their Holy Father, but to the arrival of the Chaos Warmaster.

That's new support.

"Chaos War General?"
"Since Abaddon's defeat, when did Chaos produce a new Warmaster?!"

Cassino noticed the distant Chaos Fortress and the unfamiliar flag, and was quite puzzled.

It's clear that it's a creation of the Iron Warriors Legion.

"Perhaps, that Lord of Steel has taken on the role of a war commander?"

he thought so.

That's also possible. The Lord of Steel has been lying low for a long time, and this time, with all its forces mobilized, it will surely launch a fierce offensive against the Empire.

In this situation, one can assume the role of a war commander and command more chaotic forces.

In any case, this is a good thing, as it will allow the Chaos Warriors to further increase their strength.

The Word Bearers focused on their faith, while the Father preferred to hide in the bell tower to study the ultimate mysteries of the gods.

For them, it doesn't matter who the Chaos Warmaster is.

"That being summoned me to come before him..."

Cassino received a communication from the Chaos Warlord and hesitated.

But he ultimately accepted the order.

After all, their Holy Father was absent, so it was normal for them to take orders from another demon prince. The Chaos Warriors were already used to this temporary command structure.

When the Word Bearers participated in the Black Crusade, they were also under the command of the former Chaos Warmaster Abaddon.

Afterwards, the Chaos Lord, accompanied by his personal guards, headed to the Chaos Warmaster's camp, where he saw many more lords coming to pay their respects along the way.

"Perhaps this will be a large-scale expedition, in which several demon princes will truly unite."

Cassino had even higher expectations for this expeditionary war.

This time, they might be able to break the curse of the Black Expedition, truly break out of the Misty Starfield, and march towards Holy Terra!
But as he delved deeper into the legion, he felt more and more uneasy.

The Burning Legion?

When did the Iron Warriors change their name? And what's with this Lord of Hell?

This feeling of unease persisted until he reached his destination.

"Oh no, this is a trap!"

Cassino stared at the World Eaters pinned to the ground, enduring six lashes in a single second, and felt utterly numb.

He turned to run away, but it was too late; the encirclement had already been formed.

At this moment, they were in the very center of the Burning Legion, utterly helpless and desperate.

The Hellguards marched in triumphantly and quickly defeated these elite Word Bearers.

Then rub it hard.

After dealing with the lords and commanders, the Burning Legion swiftly attacked and captured the relevant troops.

The Burning Legion disbanded and divided the Chaos Warriors, assigning them to different units to prevent them from reuniting to rebel or escape.

This further expanded the size of the legion.

"It's definitely better to poach talent from other companies. I wonder if Angron and Loga will be furious?"

Ron was even happier as he tallied up the new number of people in the legion.

He atomized all other Chaos Warrior legions as much as possible, integrating them into units such as the Iron Warriors.

As long as his adopted sons remain stable, there will be no problem with his rule.

The biggest winner in this wave was the special psionicist who obtained the Word Bearer – the Enchantment Master.

Those guys can create rifts to summon demons, which means they can summon demon warriors from the warp anytime, anywhere.

It can continuously summon demons, then ruthlessly lash out at the rulers, merging them into the Burning Legion.

In this way, the Burning Legion can continue to expand its numbers even without war.

There was nothing that could be done about it; the army of the Chaos Gods was simply too vast, practically endless.

I need to build more Chaos armies in order to gain a foothold in the warp.

Within three days, the Burning Legion swept through many regions of the Chaos Legion, severely undermining the World Eaters and Word Bearers.

They annexed at least 60% of their forces and then assembled to head to the demon world—Orensis.
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Eyes of Fear.

The Chaos Realm, the outer edge of the demon world Orensis.

"This thing is really weird, I wonder what's inside..."

Inside the Burning Heart of the Blackrock Omen Ark, Ron stared at the blasphemous, distorted celestial body before him and couldn't help but get goosebumps.

The planet before us is a throne of decadent pleasure, the nemesis of the soul, an eternal commemorative cup of hedonism.

Its entire planet was corroded, turning into a bizarre shape, not round, but more like a morbidly obese, naked female body.

The surface is covered with a layer of pale pink skin and flesh.

As the giant chaos array of Vostonia operated, the tentacles of the chaos gods reaching into the galaxy grew thicker and their influence became stronger.

As a result, many areas within the Eye of Fear are almost like the Warp, such as the territory belonging to the Lord of Pleasure right before our eyes.

"Several Imperial chapters have fallen in Orensis before, and now it has become even more dangerous there. We must be wary of corruption."

Peturabo said cautiously.

The Iron Warriors are beings untouched by chaos, and may be corrupted again by the Chaos Gods, becoming servants of evil gods.

In other words, they can't stay inside for too long.

"Fortunately, the Burning Legion was in charge of the attack this time, not the Imperial army, otherwise we would have suffered even greater losses."

Ron frowned and said this.

According to court records, a large warband called "Sentinels" once fell here.

They became the Chaos Warband, calling themselves the Holy Body Brotherhood, and enjoyed eating human flesh.

"However, with so many Chaos Warriors and demons, our chances of taking this place have greatly increased."

Ron looked at Orensis with a hint of anticipation.

He wants to possess this planet.

He has officially sounded the horn for the counterattack on the warp and is currently in the process of building his legion, urgently needing more Chaos territories.

This is necessary to accommodate those forces and serve as a bridgehead for entering the warp.

Orensis is located at the intersection of the galaxy and the subspace, making it the most suitable initial location.

It can be used for both offense and defense, making it very convenient.

The Peturabo brothers' Chaos Fortress world, Maidengard, is more suitable as a forging and logistics base.

"Land now, sweep away all the fortresses on the planet, and then construct a new Chaos Array."

Ron gave the order to launch a landing attack, as long as the garrison on Orensis was cleared.

He would then have the opportunity to introduce the forces of darkness and transform them into Diablo's chaotic territory.

The Burning Legion launched an attack on the Orbital Defenses and Chaos Fortresses, intercepting their firepower.

More troop transports and Terrorclaws were deployed to the planet's surface to carry out combat missions.

A massive army of Chaos is pouring into Orensis.

Ron and Perturabo also led the Hellguards, teleporting to the surface.

Their mission is to find the dueling arena and rescue the Guilliman brothers.

As soon as the group reached the surface, they sensed that something was wrong.

"Hiss~
It seems we've been targeted by the Lord of Pleasure; perhaps He has been waiting for us all along!

Ron stepped onto the soft, fleshy ground and looked up at the sky.

The colossal phantom of the Lord of Pleasure is overlooking this planet.

Faced with the threat, the Hellguard immediately set up a defensive position, protecting him with a dense force field.

However, the attack by that evil god was not physical, but a mental attack.

A ritual that covered the entire planet began to operate, pressing down on him, and Ron immediately lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a familiar realm—the Pleasure Illusion.

"So it's the same old place, but the difficulty has increased a lot. It seems this level won't be easy to pass."

Ron's expression turned serious, and he seemed ready to pounce.

……

Inside the dueling arena.

The cheers of the Chaos audience reached their climax; they had finally met their true challenger.

That savior, the emperor of the empire, and the challenge he faces is the illusion created by the Lord of Pleasure.

Extreme corruption!
"The Ron brothers have come to my rescue!"

Suspended in mid-air, Guilliman was moved to tears upon realizing the arrival of the savior.

My willpower has reached its limit, and I won't be able to hold on if my good brother doesn't come soon.

Fortunately, the man arrived in time, and there was still a chance to salvage the situation.

The next moment, Guilliman froze, a deep sense of worry filling his heart.

From the chaotic veil of the dueling arena, he saw his good brother trapped in a blissful illusion.

"Look who's here, that hypocrite..."

The Fallen Phoenix Fugen savored the delicious blood wine, growing increasingly excited.

He looked at Guilliman, whose scarred body and muscular buttocks were covered in wounds:
“Robert, you will watch as the savior falls into corruption, and the empire will witness his downfall.”

The savior fell from the monument of pleasure, Orensis, and was revealed to the entire empire.

How exciting is that?
The fallen phoenix immediately contacted the ever-changing demon lord Carlos to activate the corruption array, projecting the image of the savior from the illusion into the psionic network.

Such a desecrated scene will be witnessed across many territories of the empire.

The holy and majestic image of that savior will be utterly destroyed. The people of the empire will never accept a corrupt emperor!

“Traitorous bastard, you’ve miscalculated.” Guilliman thought of something and suppressed his worries.

The Primarch sneered:
"The Ron brothers' will is so firm that they are humanity's indomitable hope and the last bastion of the Empire's will."

That ugly illusion is simply impossible…

However, he suddenly widened his eyes halfway through his sentence.

Finished!

The Ron brothers didn't hold out for a second and quickly grabbed their guns and mounted their horses!

(End of this chapter)