Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 652 Savior: Sorry, that's just the beginning, there's more to come!

Duel field.

At this moment, the Fel Curtain is displaying the Emperor's ultra-high-speed impact, which is incredibly intense.

Each impact generated a shockwave!

Under such a terrible offensive, the Lord of Pleasure could only retreat step by step and cry out loudly.

This is probably the most blasphemous scene in the galaxy and the subspace.

Almost none.

"A false emperor?!"

The fallen phoenix Fugen, witnessing such a blasphemous scene, didn't even notice the wine glass being smashed, and only felt absurdity.

He was particularly flustered when the image of the emperor and the master of mankind appeared.

It would be difficult for any emperor or his children to remain composed when faced with such a spectacular scene, especially when projected onto a giant screen.

"If such hypocrites are so despicable and cunning, then my trap will lose its effectiveness."

Fugen trembled all over.

He lured the savior into the illusionary trap to destroy the other's image, but who would have thought that the guy would dare to charge forward despite the emperor's image?

How dare he? !
“Father…Father?!”

At this moment, not only the Fallen Phoenix, but even Guilliman was stunned, his head buzzing.

He stopped struggling and cursing, his pupils dilating violently.

The scene of the emperor, that father, wantonly assaulting the Lord of Pleasure gave him a profound spiritual shock.

Guilliman quickly turned his head away from the blasphemous images.

He worried that if he continued watching, he would no longer be able to face the emperor and that father.

“The Ron brothers are a bit too…” Guilliman murmured, unsure of how to judge.

Perhaps this is a good way to salvage one's image, but it is far too blasphemous and audacious.

"Why didn't I think of that? If I had used a similar method before, I wouldn't have suffered such a humiliation."

Guilliman began to reflect on himself.

Although he dared not act in the guise of an emperor, he could impersonate other beings in the illusions of his mind.

For example, that annoying Leon or Mortalian?!

After that, the Primarch began to worry about what would happen to the Savior.

Perhaps the other party will be severely punished by the emperor.

"The cursed..."

"No, stop this immediately! This is dangerous!"

The audience was even more uneasy; they were hesitant to watch such blasphemous and dangerous images.

In particular, the cursed one, while attacking the Lord of Pleasure, turned his head to stare at this side of the curtain, as if giving a death stare.

The Chaos audience, who had just been cheering wildly as the Lord of Pleasure battled the Savior, fell completely silent.

They were all very obedient, silently lowering their heads and avoiding eye contact.

Even though they knew it was an illusion created by the savior, they were still a little panicked.

What if such blasphemous images provoke the wrath of the cursed?!

Such frightening images diminished their desire for pleasure, and consequently, their love and faith in the Lord of Pleasure also declined considerably.

They even felt that the Lord of Pleasure had been defiled, after all, he was a being corrupted by cursed fel energy.

Even if it's just an illusion.

Who could withstand a pleasurable being falling into a stinking, cursed cesspool of energy?!

Within the realm of blissful illusion.

Despite his imperial status, Ron continues to fight fiercely.

He noticed some changes and remarked with emotion, "This move really worked; now there's much less outside attention."

The demons generally disliked the Emperor, harboring an unconscious fear and aversion towards him.

Now that I am appearing as an emperor, it's like a group of students watching a pleasurable video and suddenly seeing Sister Yu or the head teacher.

That's terrifying!
After realizing his maneuver had worked, Ron became even more ferocious.

He used the devouring power of the Sun of Hope to gradually erode the power of pleasure within the illusion.

After absorbing that portion of the power of pleasure, one will most likely be able to leave the illusion.

As Ron thought this, he increased the speed of his devouring:

"The Lord of Pleasure will soon discover this."

I'm afraid I'll face a backlash, so it's best to be cautious.

……

Inside the throne room.

The atmosphere in the throne room was so somber, and a burning anger was brewing, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Good good!"

The Tyrant Emperor sat on the Black Stone Throne, trembling with rage as he watched his fierce battle with the Lord of Pleasure on the psionic network.

The Lord of Mankind was watching the Savior's astonishing actions with fury, his lungs practically bursting with rage.

He really didn't expect that brat would actually push him out to take the fall; he's really gotten too big for his britches!
However, tyrannical emperors cannot directly condemn or punish them.

The savior did this for the sake of the empire; it's better for his image to be desecrated than for it to be destroyed.

His status as emperor was so stable in the subspace that even a slight desecration would not completely destroy it.

But the savior is the emperor of the empire, and without his authority, he would be difficult to rule.

Moreover, the emperor could sense that after this blasphemous image was spread, the pressure on the sacred sun's faith was inexplicably reduced.

This confirms that blasphemous videos still have an impact on people's ignorant beliefs, leading to a decline in their worship of themselves.

After all, for a deity, the most important thing is to maintain mystery.

Anyone who sees their worshipped deity appearing in erotic images, striking various flirtatious poses, will experience a loss of faith.

This is even more effective than the pressure relief from the sacred tower.

It can prevent the sacred sun from ascending to godhood and falling into endless darkness, thus becoming a prisoner of the Chaos Faith.

"*&……￥#, that brat always surprises us..."

The tyrannical emperor, swearing profusely, felt his anger towards the savior lessen considerably; he didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

That brat spreads rumors about me, yet I have no reason to punish him.

He took a deep breath to calm his anger.

Perhaps it would be a good thing to let those blasphemous images circulate a little longer.
"Damn it, I never expected the savior to have such audacity, daring to use the image of his father to cover up his own shame."

In a corner of the hall, Magnus was also staring in shock at the blasphemous data on the psionic network.

He watched the emperor in the blasphemous video making all sorts of flamboyant moves and showing off his muscles, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction, which made him feel much more at ease.

Now that even his father has been killed by the Savior Society, his own death is nothing to worry about.

He was even somewhat looking forward to seeing what kind of punishment his father would give him after the savior returned.
Magnus shrank further into the corner.

During the years he had been trapped in the social dead, he had long since become accustomed to hiding himself, and it would be even better if he had a Fenris wolf skin blanket to wrap himself in.

It can make the body warmer.

"The psionic network is such a great tool..."

The Crimson Wizard King thought to himself, not only could he exchange many witchcraft-related skills within it, but he could also see such shocking blasphemous images.

He glanced discreetly toward the throne, inwardly hesitating about whether or not to do something.

"If I miss this opportunity, I may never have another chance," Magnus convinced himself.

He secretly began using witchcraft to preserve the emperor's blasphemous images, mainly as a memento.

"What are you looking at?" Suddenly, a resolute voice came.

Magnus froze upon hearing this, too afraid to move.

He slowly turned his head, and his heart stopped abruptly.

The emperor, that father, had appeared behind him at some point and was staring intently at him.

Meanwhile, the new image of the Emperor was playing on the data panel in his hand.

The savior, in the guise of an emperor, unleashed a Thomas Spiral Impact, which was incredibly stylish.

It's hard to explain in words.

"Father...Father, perhaps this is a misunderstanding."

Magnus crushed the data panel in his hand, his voice trembling slightly.

At that moment, he felt utterly hopeless.

The tyrannical emperor, enraged, laughed coldly and slowly placed his hand on his good son's shoulder. He couldn't beat the savior, but he could certainly give this rebellious son a beating—to settle both old and new scores!

Not long after, Magnus’s agonizing screams echoed from the throne room, a scream that was both exhilarating and heart-wrenching.

……

Within the imperial territory.

Many who have seen the desecrated images of emperors find it unbelievable.

They either trembled and shouted, or they completely turned off the video, unable to continue watching.

"Emperor, what blasphemy! Utter blasphemy!"

"These are all the tricks of evil gods, false slander and blasphemy..."

People did not believe that a great and sacred emperor would have such an affair with the chaotic gods, and they resisted the spiritual corruption of blasphemous images.

They concluded that the blasphemous images in the psionic network were a chaotic conspiracy, some kind of false illusion, rather than a scene that actually existed.

Under the immense impact of the blasphemous images of the emperor, people have even somewhat overlooked the actions of the savior beforehand.

Within the psionic network, the Machine Goddess promptly labeled all blasphemous data as false and dangerous, and warned the citizens of the Empire not to view it.

That's not an easy thing.

The amount of blasphemous data is enormous; trillions of blasphemous messages are impacting the entire network every moment.

If it weren't for the fact that the psionic network's transmission lines were filled with divine and spiritual energy, filtering out corrupting evil energy to some extent...

These blasphemous data alone could corrupt countless humans, turning them into deformed, chaotic monsters.

Even so, there are still some impacts.

Fortunately, people now believe that it was a fake image, and based on the emperor's faith, they dare not look directly at that blasphemous scene.

This gave the mechanical goddess time to process the situation, and the publicity department also had more time to salvage the savior's image.

They released as many propaganda images of the savior as possible, and then sent out a large number of maintenance personnel to control related speech.

"Perhaps we can handle this crisis without resorting to mass killings."

Claudi, head of the Psionic Networks department, reported the current situation to Regent Bayev of the Empire.

He glanced at the former Grand Inquisitor, Deville, who sat silently in the shadows, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

For now, the bloodthirsty butcher doesn't need to take over this matter, which is a good thing for everyone.

"If that guy Deville takes over, who knows how many more lives will be lost, and even we will be severely punished."

Claudie thought to himself.

The former chief judge had long ago prepared a plan to take over and begin a purge and cleansing of minds should the situation become uncontrollable.

According to the other party's plan, all those suspected of watching blasphemous images and having rebellious tendencies will be controlled and then dealt with accordingly.

This includes, but is not limited to, memory erasure, life imprisonment, and the death penalty.

Once all those involved are dealt with, this will remain a secret forever, perhaps for another generation or two.

"Perhaps that is a good thing, in accordance with His Majesty the Savior's wishes."

Deville suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention:

"The blasphemous images that exist can accelerate the progress of national education reform and further liberate people's imprisoned minds."

We should save the relevant data and images.

He was referring to blasphemous images of emperors that could diminish people's faith.

This is something that many departments have been working hard to do: to revive arts and science, thereby reducing the influence of the state religion on beliefs.

Then the state religion was separated from imperial administration and no longer involved in imperial affairs, existing purely as a religion.

From the Saviour's perspective, this means separation of church and state, secularization, and minimizing superstitious and mystical practices.

When people no longer believe in so-called gods, the influence of the subspace on the galaxy is greatly reduced.

After Deville spoke, the high-ranking officials present fell silent.

They were reluctant to get involved in topics concerning the emperor, especially in such blasphemous matters.

The change of the state religion should be carried out gradually, following the ideas of the previous Grand Inquisitor.

Perhaps it was a bit too radical.

After offering a reminder, Deville did not continue speaking.

That's not something he's qualified to decide; it's for the savior to decide.

According to his plan, by preserving these images of imperial blasphemy and releasing them periodically in conjunction with previous rumors about the emperor, he could gradually weaken their faith.

This will solidify the authority of the savior and eliminate more ignorance.

Gradually, more and more good news came in.

The Mechanical Goddess has already cleared the lower-level spirit network lines, and lower-ranking citizens of the Empire can no longer view blasphemous images.

That's a massive population of trillions.

"In this way, the possibility of corrosion can be greatly reduced."

Upon receiving news from Lord Ling, Claudi couldn't help but smile.

That means the biggest crisis has been averted, and those who remain and can view the blasphemous images are either imperial soldiers or high-ranking citizens.

They are not easily corrupted, and they are easy to locate and deal with, so they can be investigated and their loyalty tested one by one.

Suddenly, Claudi seemed to see something and let out a gasp.

Not only him, but everyone else in the hall felt the same way.

The blasphemous imagery of the illusion has undergone a new change.

……

Orensis, the arena.

The fel-powered veil still projects images of a joyful illusion.

Within the Demon Palace, more evil beings emerge, confronting the emperor's image as the savior.

It stripped away his illusions, revealing his true form.

The Lord of Pleasure gathered his strength and launched a counterattack using the illusions that had invaded Orensis.

The silent duel arena erupted in cheers once more.

They were looking forward to seeing the messianic being corrupted and tormented!
"Hypocrite, your cover-up has failed. The Dark Prince's power is beyond your ability to resist..."

Seeing this, Fugen finally smiled again.

His plan has not failed yet.

Guilliman saw the changes in the illusion and felt deeply worried.

The Chaos God has made his move; the Ron brothers may find it difficult to resist His corruption.

Within the realm of blissful illusion.

Ron returned to his original form, showing no fear in the face of the omnipresent oppressive aura of pleasure:

"Unfortunately, you have already lost your chance to corrupt me."

During this period, he absorbed a lot of Pleasure Fel Energy, gained more control over the illusion, and was able to mobilize power to exert influence.

Then the next step is to engage in a fierce hedging.

“Since you attempt to destroy my image as the savior, you must be prepared to suffer the consequences.”

Golden light ignited on Ron's body, but that was merely a cover; beneath the golden light lay dark red flames.

He suddenly unleashed the energy stored in the dark side of the sun, influencing the illusion:

"Lord of Pleasure, your illusion is too naive; it has no substance whatsoever."

You all like watching, right? Then come and see for yourselves! I'll show you what a chaotic mess looks like...

In his view, the Chaos Gods were beings who cared more about their own image and majesty.

That involves how much faith they can gain, a matter of life and death.

Therefore, they always appear in the form of terrifying deities, with an air of superiority and inviolability.

The reason why the Chaos Gods feared the Emperor was because if they were attacked by the Holy Sun, their majesty would be damaged.

That also carries the risk of losing believers and faith.

Dismantling the majesty of the Chaos Gods would also benefit the Empire.

Boom——

Under Ron's influence, the illusion suddenly began to expand.

More illusions created by the savior appeared, not just the Lord of Pleasure.

Crimson flames ignited.

Khorne, the Blood God, appeared wearing a purple bikini, with a bulge in his crotch, striking a provocative pose...

(End of this chapter)