Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 658 Savior: Old Gay, stop hitting him! That guy's almost done for!
"Impossible, the anger and killing have been stopped..."

Khorne's Blood Shadow trembled in astonishment and disbelief.

Apart from the cursed, nothing can withstand His Blood Axe.

Even if what appears in this illusion is an avatar of authority, it still possesses a killing power that is difficult for lesser gods and higher-level beings to resist.

Not only the Blood God, but the other gods were also bewildered by the failure of their attack.

The savior alone withstood their attack.

"Am I... really that hard?" Ron, controlling the Hope Sun giant ball, stretched out his two little hands and patted its round belly.

The belly of the sphere bounced like jelly when it was hit.

He had just tried to unleash the dark side power of Diavolo, exhausting the power he had accumulated over the years in a desperate attempt.

However, the attacks from the Chaos Gods were much weaker than he had imagined, and their concept of power was unable to erode his own power.

Instead, much of it was absorbed by the devouring power inherent in the sun itself.

"So, the more I get beaten, the stronger I become?!" Ron realized something and came to a startling conclusion.

Over the years, he had stayed close to the Holy Sun, working diligently and cautiously, and had almost never fought anyone in the Warp.

The only time was after he became aware of his dark side powers, he went out for some fresh air and even beat up a giant warp octopus that tried to devour him.

Therefore, he never realized that his defenses were so strong.

"I'm afraid I've been hanging out with the Emperor for too long, and I haven't really felt the average level of the subspace..."

Ron realized a problem.

That is to stay by the side of the most powerful life form in the subspace of the Holy Sun, and feel its terrifying, overwhelming power at all times.

And every now and then there's a terrifyingly large vagina.

No matter how the sun is hoped to grow, the sacred sun is an overwhelming force. Once a big sun comes over, it will behave itself and dare not go out and cause trouble.

This made him even more wary of the risks of the warp, believing that the Chaos Gods and other warp beings could crush him just as easily.

Therefore, he has been working hard to strengthen his power defense and dares not let his guard down.

As Ron pondered, he suddenly felt a pang of fear.

slap~
The mist of the Lord of Pleasure descended, and the whip of pain pierced through the fog, striking the sun of hope squarely.

Concepts such as joy, pain, and torment are once again encroaching.

"War is the father of all things, and slaughter is invincible!"

Blood God's Blood Shadow burned fiercely and expanded further. This time, he did not use the Blood Axe, but instead punched Hope Sun directly, causing its face to cave in.

Negro the Father and the Almighty also used their respective powers to launch attacks, unleashing even greater power.

The realm of pleasure was shaken by the power of the gods, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, and various natural disasters broke out.

"it hurts!"

Ron's hope, the sun, suffered another blow. The chubby boy covered his red face, which had been punched by the Blood God.

Tears are almost coming.

However, as the oscillations of the chaotic power dissipate, it is hoped that the sun will maintain its complete form.

He discovered that although he was in pain, he wasn't actually harmed.

Ron was very excited.

It's confirmed! I really can withstand the attacks of the Chaos Gods!
"Impossible! That savior actually withstood the power of a true god!"

"Could it be that he, like that cursed one, possesses the power to suppress the gods?!"

At this moment, the Milky Way and the subspace were in an uproar.

The Chaos Demons were dumbfounded; they hadn't expected the Demon Eater to be so powerful.

Not only the Chaos Gods and Demons, but also other beings who were watching this war were shocked.

Through the illusion of pleasure, they witnessed this incredible scene.

"My brother, in his Primarch form, resisted a Warp God?"

Inside the throne room, Magnus murmured, even the way he addressed the Savior had changed; he somewhat acknowledged that his brother was the strongest among the Primarchs.

After all, even Horus couldn't resist the corruption of the evil god's hatred, but the Savior did.

"Ron's nature of power is more resilient than anyone imagined."

He will fight against the gods for humanity in the future, so perhaps I should take a good rest..."

The emperor sat on his black throne, sipping red wine and nodding in satisfaction, displaying an air of calm and collectedness, as if he were watching his juniors defeat the enemy from the rear.

Although the human ruler remained composed, it was clear that he was barely able to suppress a smile.

The savior's growth rate exceeded his expectations.

Over the years, the Emperor has been protecting the Savior with the Holy Sun, occasionally sending a powerful psionic punch to wake the boy up and prevent him from falling into depravity.

Furthermore, he would occasionally give the Holy Spirit of the Sun God to suppress the evil energy within him.

But gradually, he found that he needed to use more and more strength to move the Sun of Hope.

The emperor did not reveal this matter and remained calm and composed, lest the boy become arrogant and complacent, and become addicted to his own power.

In fact, he put in a lot of effort every time he made a move.

Most recently, he even exhausted himself before he could awaken the savior from his blissful illusion.

If we're talking about the resilience of one's powers, then this kid's essential powers should be among the most powerful in the subspace.

"Perhaps it's because that kid is too cautious, wishing he could arm himself completely with countless suits of armor."

The emperor thought this and was even more satisfied.

The savior devoted almost all of his talents to defense.

Human empires need emperors like this to avoid falling into the trap of the Chaos Gods and meeting a tragic fate, just like the Primarch did.

Perhaps, that kid will eventually solve the problem of corruption and avoid becoming a prisoner of the warp by ascending to godhood.

He knew the other party had been seeking a solution.

"You two idiots, you should learn from the savior!"

The Emperor glanced at Magnus, who was cowering beside him, and Mortalian, who was locked in mid-air, and wished he could slap them.

These two Primarch children are far inferior to the Saviors; they both foolishly stepped into the trap of the Chaos Gods!
One was seduced by Tzeentch and destroyed his own web, while the other was deceived by the offspring of the Gene and suffered the corruption of Nurgle.

The savior was different; he had never suffered a loss at the hands of the Chaos Gods.

That kid not only brought a larger network to the empire, but also made the empire thrive.

Upon hearing this, Mortalian lowered his head, silently accepting the transformation by the divine power, allowing the spiritual energy to burn his deformed body.

Magnus felt a pang of sadness looking at the Emperor, a bitter feeling akin to being praised by parents for someone else's child in front of him.

He knew that although the Savior was a Primarch, he was not created by the Emperor's genes, but rather acquired his essence through his own efforts, thus becoming a Primarch.

"That brother, isn't he also..."

Magnus almost said that even the Savior had fallen into the trap set by the Chaos Gods, but then he thought better of it and kept quiet.

Although the savior stepped into the trap, he withstood all the attacks and was not harmed.

In short, the food itself is the original sin.

The Crimson King shivered, feeling a bit cold, and inexplicably wanted to wrap himself in a fur blanket.

Roar--

Onboard the Googros Hive Mothership, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon Kabanhar roared with excitement upon witnessing the illusion.

He unleashed his power recklessly, causing the surrounding swarm of insects to become even more terrified, and even the will of the hive couldn't help but tremble.

The hive's will was genuinely afraid of this mad beast, worried that it would lose even more biomass.

The war against the demons is a constant loss.

"Hahaha, he truly is my nemesis..."

Seeing the Savior's power, Kabanha became even more confident in challenging the Blood God, and his killing power was further enhanced.

If that lifelong enemy is acceptable, why can't I be one?!
In the mind of this supreme bloodthirsty madman, he also possessed the power of killing, and was only on par with the savior. Challenging the Blood God was not a problem!
……

As numerous galactic and subspace life forms witnessed the Savior's resistance against the gods, more faith and worship poured into the Hope Sun.

To make it more powerful.

They all subconsciously felt that the savior was already an existence comparable to the gods.

Ron was in great distress amidst the blissful illusion.

He was still being attacked by the Chaos Gods, and had little power to fight back.

They didn't want to reveal their final trump card.

Right now, we're only fighting against the avatars of the Chaos Gods' powers. If we reveal our true strength, it will be troublesome if we're targeted in the future.

But soon, Ron sensed the change and was overjoyed:
"New income has arrived again. The faith gained from the worship of galactic and warp life forms, as well as the evil energy of faith plundered through illusions, is constantly converging..."

He felt that the faith he had accumulated in the sun was not only not being depleted, but was actually increasing.

Still making progress!

hum~
Hopefully, the sun will gradually expand, its reddening intensity rising in the fury of its defeat, until it turns a deep crimson.

Those two chubby little hands transformed into sharp claws, and a bloody gash appeared on the sphere, revealing sharp fangs. Even without revealing its trump card, the Sun, after its essence underwent further transformation, still possessed a trace of lethality under the influence of the Dark Side's power.

The savior is gathering strength!

"Fate has changed, crisis..."

The Lord of All Changes was the first to notice the Savior's change and quietly retreated.

He does not want his emanations to be damaged; being attacked is more damaging than outputting power.

It's better to let other evil gods stop them.

???

However, the next moment, the Lord of Change realized that the Savior had his eye on him, and the large sphere with sharp teeth and claws suddenly pounced on him.

"Want to run?
You're the most cunning one!

Ron manipulated the Sun of Hope to rush towards the colorful flames that represented the Lord of Change, attacking with all his might.

It would be difficult for him to fight all four Chaos Gods at the same time while he was alone, but he could focus on one of them and beat him to death, causing damage.

That's still possible.

So Ron chose the Master of All Changes, the guy with the weakest defense and the most vicious and cunning attacks.

He's been holding back for so long.

Hopefully, the sun's claws tore apart clusters of colorful flames, and the concept of power invaded and swallowed up the power belonging to Tzeentch.

This caused the Lord of Changes to let out a raven-like scream, lamenting the loss of his power.

He appealed to the other Chaos Gods for help, hoping they would come to his aid so that he could seize the opportunity to escape and let the other evil gods withstand the attack.

However, the other three eternal deities did not respond, as if they were just watching the show.

After realizing that their siege of the Savior had failed, they were unwilling to invest any more strength and were even more pleased to see the ever-changing Lord suffer losses.

"Just as I thought," Ron thought to himself as he manipulated the Hope Sun attack.

These are the Chaos Gods.

They are extremely selfish and cherish every bit of power, for power is equivalent to life.

The Chaos Gods are eternal beings, with ample time and opportunity to turn the tables and exact their revenge.

Therefore, they will not risk their lives easily, nor will they invest themselves without limit.

The Chaos Gods are now preparing to cut their losses, especially as their followers attack each other under the influence of deceptive illusions.

They will suffer enormous losses for every second they delay.

Boom——

The power of the Chaos Gods erupted like a volcano, and these attacks were not directed at the Savior, but rather at destroying this blissful illusion.

They abandoned their ineffective siege in order to stop the spread of blasphemous images and deceptive illusions.

The illusionary world faced true destruction; the sky burned fiercely, the earth collapsed under thorns and lava, and much more matter was twisted and decomposed by the plague.

Ga~
After leaving behind a portion of his power, the Lord of Myriad Changes manipulated his avatar to leave this illusion.

"You run pretty fast..."

Ron’s Hope Sun stood with his hands on his hips, looking invincible, then turned to the other evil gods, ready to seize the opportunity to fleece them again.

Then we must take something else from the Lord of Pleasure.

However, before he could make a move, those enormous phantoms disintegrated and disappeared on their own, leaving behind only deep anger and hatred.

This isn't over yet!
Ron looked up at the collapsing world.

The heavens are falling, and numerous void rifts are appearing, through which Orensis can be seen.

I will return to reality.

He said with some regret, "After this Pleasure Realm is destroyed, we won't be able to use the Lord of Pleasure's 'server' again..."

The kind of "live broadcast" and visual projection that reaches the entire galaxy and subspace is still very cool, allowing you to have the tentacles of your power everywhere.

Unfortunately, I am not a true god and do not have such power.

"Fortunately, I have a general idea of ​​the structure of the power operation inside the illusion. Maybe I can use the Emperor's power to build a 'server' of my own."

Ron's mind was pondering a certain possibility.

If successful, he would launch "illegal broadcasts" into the subspace 24 hours a day to harass and defraud those Chaos Demons.

Humanity suffers greatly from the illegal projection and corruption of the powers of the chaotic gods, and is constantly tempted to see indescribable things, thus becoming corrupted.

If I get the chance, I'll make those demons taste what it's like.

"Ideally, the moment that Khorne Blood God opens his eyes, he'll see his own image as the Bulgarian Blood God in a purple bikini!"

Ron thought to himself, "I hope the sun's claws scratch my chin."

The next moment, his spherical essence dissipated as the illusion collapsed, and he was freed from the illusion. His body also escaped from a certain subspace trap and returned to the material world.
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Orensis, the arena.

Boom!
Wearing the True One Armor, Ron crashed down from the sky to the center of the dueling arena. As the dust slowly dissipated, the golden armor shone brightly.

His appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The chaotic demons saw an incomparably handsome and imposing figure whose aura could not be ignored.

They couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence.

That's the result of his charm. Since Ron absorbed more pleasure powers, his appearance has improved, and he can make anywhere his stage.

And he is the protagonist.

However, Ron remained quite vigilant and immediately deployed a psionic barrier upon landing.

Even though one lives in the material world, one's physical body will still die if it is destroyed.

From a certain perspective, we may be more vulnerable in the material world than in the warp.

"Hiss~
Is there some kind of disaster here?!

Ron was even more surprised than the chaotic beings when he noticed the situation around him.

The dueling arena looked like it had been demolished; large numbers of buildings had collapsed, leaving behind only ruins and huge craters in the ground.

Anyone who didn't know better would think that a Titan had run over this place.

Even more astonishingly, the wreckage was filled with the corpses and wounded of Chaos Demons, all wailing in agony.

Ron felt a powerful force and turned his head to look in the direction of it.

He saw a super-powerful man covered in blue electric arcs, punching the Fallen Phoenix again and again.

The poor demon prince was unrecognizable, lying on the ground convulsing, and clearly on the verge of death.

???

"Old Ji has risen to prominence, single-handedly taking on the entire dueling arena?!"

Ron gasped, realizing that Guilliman was responsible for all of this.

After that guy awakened the essence of the subspace, he became incredibly powerful.

Ron walked over, patted Guilliman on the shoulder, and gently advised, "Old Guilliman, stop hitting him. If you keep hitting him, this guy won't make it."

He also wanted to capture the fallen phoenix Fugen alive and obtain the Mogta Stone, so that humanity could truly possess the technology to resist the gods.

If we could use technology to forcefully absorb the essence of chaotic evil energy, wouldn't that be like a buffet? Just thinking about it makes my mouth water!
But before Ron could even touch Guilliman, he sensed the danger and immediately crossed his arms to protect his head.

bang——

He was struck in both arms by fists crackling with blue lightning. The immense force caused the ground beneath his feet to crumble and the air to ripple.

"Old Ji's attack was more powerful than my physical body!"

A thought flashed through Ron's mind.

Of course, that's without using dark fel energy for enhancement, but it's still terrifying enough.

And this is not even the limit for the other party.

Just as Ron made a move, Guilliman's eyes, which had been burning with blue flames and brewing a storm of thunder, calmed down.

He looked over there with surprise and delight: "Brother Ron, what are you doing here? I was just about to rescue you..."

"Good brother, I've made it out on my own!"

Ron responded with a bright smile.

He was a little lucky.

If we really wait for Old Ji to rescue us, given the speed at which the other side can rescue us, the grass on our graves will be several meters high by then.

The fact that that guy even came to the grave to lay flowers is a victory in itself.

Ron didn't offer any pleasantries; instead, he became even more wary and pulled out the Black Stone Lockdown Device, heading towards the Fallen Phoenix.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, let's catch this guy first.

"Hahaha, you hypocrite, I've finally waited for you."

Suddenly, the dying, fallen phoenix Fugen on the ground abruptly opened its eyes.

The prey has come knocking!
Although he was weak, his eyes held an irrepressible longing and surprise, as if victory was assured.

At the same time, a new change occurred in the sky above the dueling arena, as some kind of unstoppable, rule-based force appeared.

(End of this chapter)