Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 668 Chaotic Gods: What?! A Gundam plunger?! A weasel carrying a golden toilet is coming at us?!
Rumble~
The golden throne slowly rose, and the crimson mechanical eyes of the cursed skeleton looked down upon the demons.

It's like looking down on a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered; it's terrifying.

The holy light emanating from the throne amidst the mechanical roar scorched the demons' skin and eye membranes.

It caused them to wail in agony.

At this moment, the demons experienced the helplessness and despair of humans when facing evil gods, and terror descended.

? ? ? !
The Chaos Demons were paralyzed and could barely stand.

How could this be? The cursed ones are actually coming to deal with these weak demons themselves?
Isn't that bullying the demon?!

They cried out to the God of Blood, the Father of Mercy, and the Lord of Joy, hoping their deity would deliver them.

As the golden throne rose, the Chaos Demons finally saw what their creation truly was.

The golden throne and the remains of the cursed were actually embedded in the torso of a large war vehicle.

The humanoid vehicle was over thirty meters tall and covered in dark gold streamlined armor.

Behind it are sharply defined mechanical wings that are slowly rising.

bang~
The golden throne roared even louder, its overflowing radiance covering the fuselage, and the mechanical wings sprayed out golden rays of light, like wings composed of two holy lights.

And the iron halo around its head also emanated a halo, forming a circular laurel wreath, which was so sacred.

"This is the new weapon I've been developing for many years—the Armor of Redemption. It is indeed exceptionally powerful!"

Ron is positioned at the head of the Armor of Redemption, his body crackling with arcs of psionic energy, able to feel the continuous energy supply from this weapon.

This large weapon differs from the Empire's cumbersome Titan machine; it is more like the Gundam mech from his previous life, more agile, and capable of moving freely in space.

Technically, it is a combination of an Imperial Knight and a psionic Titan, and is enormous in size.

The chest is constructed from a psionic engine made from a pirated golden throne, fragments of the emperor's bones, and a warp extraction device.

It can continuously draw upon the power of the sacred sun and the sun of hope, thus using it as its driving force.

However, ordinary alloys simply cannot support such a massive amount of spiritual energy, so he used one hundred tons of black stone and True One alloy to forge this weapon.

This allows it to better contain and spread psionic energy, making it a powerful weapon capable of fighting against large units!
"Only in this way can I feel a little more at ease..."

Ron murmured.

The possibility of large chaotic units and celestial beings has always kept him awake at night.

That's unavoidable. Due to the physical limitations of the real universe, beings that are large in size and possess great power are extremely difficult to deal with.

With the Empire's current fortresses and warships, there is no way to annihilate them, and the Primarchs, due to their size, will also be at a disadvantage when dealing with large units.

The corrupted Angron is a case in point; he gained astonishing size and power under the enhancement of the Chaos Gods.

This is even with the gods' power weakened after crossing from the warp to the galaxy.

As for the Star Gods and the vampires of the stars, they are even more difficult to deal with; they are the gods of the physical world of the Milky Way.

After the Star God descended in physical form.

This terrifying, oversized mechanical life form immediately enslaved the Space Undead, their predecessors, devouring their flesh and souls.

Faced with such a terrifying crisis of annihilation, the Undead were so frightened that they ascended into mechanical form as a whole, abandoning their flesh and blood to reduce the Star God's interest in them, and swearing allegiance to the Star God.

After discovering the existence of the Star God, the Ancient Saints were terrified and frantically increased their martial power.

The dominant race of this galaxy is determined to defeat the Star God at all costs, even at the cost of mutual destruction.

Unfortunately, although the ancient saint was powerful, he was still defeated and killed by the star gods, and this happened while the star gods were fighting amongst themselves.

In short, the Star God directly destroyed the former ruler of the galaxy.

The space undead, Eldar, and green-skinned orcs, who were considered extremely terrifying by the old empire, were at most delicious desserts in the eyes of the Star God.

Although the undead in space, led by the Silent King, took advantage of the Star Gods' infighting and their weakened state after defeating the Ancient Ones, they destroyed them.

But it still cannot be eliminated.

The remaining fragments of the Star Gods are difficult to destroy and could revive at any time as the fragments accumulate.

"For the Empire, the Silent King, the space undead ruler from the ancient saint era who recently revived, is already difficult to deal with, let alone the Star God."

If those greedy physical gods were to resurrect, wouldn't they treat humans like delicious spicy snacks? It's estimated that no flesh-and-blood life in the galaxy would be able to escape…

This is why Ron has always been so worried; although the empire is thriving, the danger has never gone away.

Humanity, a fragile race, could perish at any moment due to the emergence of a more powerful enemy, just like the ancient saints.

Therefore, the development of the Armor of Redemption was not only to deal with Chaos, but also to deal with the Star Gods that might appear in the future.

This advanced weapon technology will continue to be upgraded, becoming more powerful, and perhaps even produced in greater quantities.

In order to deal with potential enemies.

As for whether it can withstand the Star God's attack in the future, I have no idea, but at least it is an attempt.

"But now we can test the power of this weaponry. Let's launch it in Gundam form!"

Ron's thoughts raced, suppressing his fear of the future.

He sat atop the throne at the top of his head, experiencing the connection between this massive weaponry and his own mind, as if he were controlling his own body.

The power lines and psionic energy flowed so smoothly that, with the help of psionic energy, all the components of this armed vehicle seemed to exist as a single entity.

dong dong dong-

Ron steered the Redemption Armor forward, looking down at the Chaos Demons before him.

His voice, influenced by psychic energy, possessed a divine majesty and holiness: "Abominations, death is here, you should scream in fear..."

"The Devourer... that's the Devourer! He's regained even greater power!"

"Blood God, how could the Milky Way contain such a detestable creation..."

Under extreme threat, the Chaos Demons finally understood what was happening before them.

The demon devourer was wielding a powerful weapon inlaid with a golden throne and the cursed, and he was terrifying.

The abominable, cursed being that Devourer actually carried the cursed beings to attack them.

Is this something humans do?
What a beast! ! !
How could humanity possess such viciousness, despicableness, and shamelessness?!
The Chaos Demons wept.

They were unaware that the golden throne before them was a youth version, and that the cursed skeleton was merely a mixture of bone fragments.

Even so, this is still a deadly threat to them.

The Chaos Demons were terrified as they watched the enormous creature stride towards them.

Those high-ranking demons who had struggled to overcome their fear and regain their mobility had only one thought in their minds.

That is... to escape!!!
Ron looked down at the demons who were screaming and running for cover, and a ridiculous thought came to his mind.

He felt a bit like a monster from a tokusatsu movie from his past life, and the demons regarded him as the big boss.

It was so terrifying.

"As expected, being physically dominant feels great!"

After Ron connected with this large armed machine, he could even feel the feedback of the mechanical giant feet stomping on the ground, which was more subtle than the feedback of the Imperial Titan, as if he were controlling his own body.

He took a step forward, crushing the demon in front of him with a splat, then grabbed the giant demon that was trying to fly away and slammed it against the wall of the hangar, leaving it in a state of endless agony.

As the ground trembled, Ron maneuvered his weapon forward like a monster.

His psionic weapons on both arms continuously fired, each shot triggering a psionic explosion and causing even more casualties.

The Chaos Demons seemed to be facing their doomsday.

"almost."

After warming up and adapting to the control of the weapon and its condition with his exceptional learning ability, Ron ignored the demons.

Now it's time to deal with the corrupted Angron.

This is where his caution lies; if he doesn't adapt to the new armor, the Chaos Gods might seize the opportunity to beat him up.

Bang! ! !
Ron paused slightly as he controlled the weapon, then the wings behind him emitted psionic flames and soared into the sky.

He crashed directly into the hangar's dome, soaring into the sky and leaving behind a horrific scene of carnage.

The Chaos Demons howled incessantly, and more of their despair regarding the Savior and the Demon Eater spread into the Warp.

This terrified even more demons, and the lesser demons trembled with fear, lest the Demon Eater, this human demon, devour them.

……

"Khan, my brother!"

As soon as Ron rushed out of the hangar, he sensed the approach of the Chaos Gods; the demonized Angron had already arrived above the forging platform.

He also saw the white scar progenitor.

Although that brother managed to attract the attention of the Chaos Gods with the high speed of the Galaxy Eagle, he managed to evade the capture of the Pleasure Tentacles.

He was eventually caught.

Those abominable tentacles of pleasure are about to invade the bodies of the Galactic Eagle and the Khan brothers!
Ron suddenly accelerated, maneuvering his weapon into a golden flash in space, its tail flames swaying.

He swiftly approached the tentacles of pleasure, from which numerous cannons extended, emitting rays formed by divine and holy energy.

The psionic rays burned the pleasure tentacles, hindering their movement.

He then moved closer, grabbed the Pleasure Tentacle and tore it off, and pushed the Galactic Eagle and Khan further away:
"You've worked hard, brother. Leave this to me!"

The next moment, Ron sensed the threat. His actions in rescuing the White Scar Primarch had exposed his back to the enemy.

Roar!
The corrupted Angron seized the opportunity and suddenly attacked the savior's massive war machine. But the moment it got close, the Chaos Gods sensed something was wrong, and a strong sense of threat arose within them.

At this moment, the Savior also turned around, controlling his weapon, to face this side.

Gah!
Upon seeing the front of the war vehicle, the demonized Angron let out a bird-like cry as if in response, and then desperately retreated.

His pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had been stimulated by something.

???

The fear in the eyes of the demonized Angron had not yet dissipated as he looked at the golden throne on the Savior's Armor and the skeleton of the cursed one with suspicion and uncertainty.

In that instant, the Chaos Gods were truly afraid.

That weasel has sneaked over with the golden throne to settle scores with me?!

The reason why the Chaos Gods have dared to stir up storms in the Milky Way and corrupt and harm humanity is because the cursed ones are difficult to move.

The human lord was trapped in the palace of Holy Terra, confined in that void of the warp.

Of course, Chaos still leaves a psychological scar on the cursed, especially on Tzeentch, the master of all changes.

Therefore, when they saw the golden throne and the bones of the cursed, they reacted and immediately retreated into a defensive posture.

"How can this be?!"

The demonized Angron let out a series of overlapping voices, staring in disbelief at the floating Savior Armor in front of him.

The Khan, who had just been sent flying by the Savior's forces, was even more incredulous.

He stared at his brother's massive armor and the familiar skeletal figure atop it, his voice trembling:

"The Ron brothers... they brought their father out to fight the enemy?!"

This unexpected move left the White Scar Primal completely bewildered.

Is that even possible?!

“The Emperor…”

Meanwhile, Leon and Peturabo, who were in the ruins, saw the long-awaited Savior Army and were terrified, calling out to their father.

Who would have thought that the savior would bring out their own father to fight the enemy?

This is equivalent to digging up one's own ancestral graves and carrying out one's ancestors to block bullets. It's outrageous, absolutely outrageous!
In fact, this was not a taboo subject for the empire.

Imperial warriors often attached the remains of their fallen comrades or pure souls to their shields or armor to shield themselves from bullets.

It's a kind of protection, and it can also boost one's morale and fighting power.

No one could have imagined that someone would dare to use the Emperor, the ruler of humanity, as a shield.

“Father…he must have agreed, right?” Leon swallowed hard and said.

"He must have agreed..."

Peturabo felt the data in his head was a bit of a mess, but he still gave an answer.

In the Milky Way, no one can force that father.

Leon gazed at the large, streamlined, extremely imposing, and gracefully winged weapon floating in the void in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.

That's the kind of equipment a real man, a true warrior, should wield!

A strange thought inexplicably arose in his mind:
"Damn it, that guy got away with it again. How can that guy be such a good actor?!"

This lion also longs to ride in such magnificent armor and fight alongside his father!
As for Peturabo, he was intently scanning and recording the Savior's Armor.

This Lord of Steel also wanted to create such weapons of war.

It's decided! The Savior Armor will also be one of his main research projects from now on!

"My dear father, this is terrifying..."

The Nurgle archdemons in this area scrambled to pack up their precious cauldrons and stuff them back into their bellies.

Then, with its rear end sticking out, it hid behind the ruins like an ostrich.

They feared that the existence of that abominable cursed being might bring the most terrifying cursed being in the galactic subspace and overturn their delicious soup stall.

When the savior appeared carrying the golden throne and the remains of the cursed, it triggered fear and turmoil among the chaotic beings.

"A person's name is like a tree's shadow."

Although the Emperor is not so capable now, he can still keep the chaos under control!

Ron, floating in mid-air, noticed all of this and was quite moved.

He knew that everyone thought he had brought the Emperor out of hiding, which was why they were so wary of him.

However, this is only part of the truth. The Golden Throne is a high-quality imitation of the youth version, which only has the appearance but also uses some of the technology.

As for the emperor's remains, they are real, just not many.

This can be considered as carrying out one-fifth of his strength, which can extend the opponent's power to a certain extent.

If we build a few more of these armed mechs in the future, I wonder if we'll have enough of the Emperor's remains. The supply just can't keep up with the demand!

At this very moment, within the subspace.

???

The sacred sun within the subspace trembled, and for some reason, it felt a bad premonition.

what happened?

In the void, Ron, piloting the Redemption Armor, continued to confront the demonized Angron, seemingly searching for an opportunity to attack.

However, the Chaos Gods were also wary and did not attack rashly.

"Ah, it's just a poor imitation..."

Suddenly, the demonized Angron spoke, his overlapping voice much more relaxed.

The Chaos Gods saw through the illusion of the creation before them, knowing that it was not the true cursed being, but merely a crude imitation.

Indeed, the cursed one could not escape from Holy Terra.

More importantly, they sensed the power contained within the Savior's Armed Forces, which posed no threat to them.

And the savior was also cautious and hesitant.

After the Chaos Gods learned all this, they manipulated the demonized Angron to pounce on the Savior's forces, their expressions ferocious and enraged.

To vent their anger at being deceived, they possessed demonic bodies and said:

"Blasphemer, your deception is so laughable, I will tear apart your clumsy weapons and imitations!"

bang~
The demonized Angron collided violently with the Savior's Armed Forces, causing a spatial tremor.

In an instant, he grabbed the arms of the Savior Armorer and tried to tear him apart.

But the next moment, they realized something was wrong.

Within those weapons of war, even greater power surged forth, and divine and holy spirits emerged in a frenzy.

"Parasites, I've got you!" Ron stared at the demonized Angron before him, manipulating his armor to wrestle with it and rapidly increasing his strength.

He's still hiding!
He had been running the engine at low power to minimize his spiritual energy, because he was worried that the Chaos Gods would sense the danger and control the demonized Angron to escape.

If they control the demonized Angron to dive into the warp, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up.

Now that demonic body has entered the range of his psionic energy, they can't escape!

Rumbling--

Ron, controlling his armed forces, slammed the demonized Angron into the forging platform, causing a large number of steel structures to collapse and cracks to appear on the platform.

Two enormous figures, each over thirty meters tall, were wrestling like monsters amidst the steel ruins.

Lava and fel filth flowed with the battle, corroding the entire platform, and more explosions shot into the sky!

Bang bang bang!
Ron used his giant mechanical fist to furiously pound on the head of the demonized Angron, each blow creating ripples of psionic energy and cracking the veil.

The power of the sacred sun, the sun of hope, is being arbitrarily unleashed and suppressed.

The highest level of combat is so simple and unadorned: the suppression of rank and pure power!

However, the Chaos Gods soon went into a frenzy, joining forces to unleash their power, and the fel energy further enhanced the corrupted Angron.

Ron was unable to hold back, and the Redemption Armed Forces were grabbed and pinned to the platform ground.

However, he showed no panic. The golden throne on his chest shone with a divine light, and the emperor's bones were bathed in even more glory.

The golden phantom overlapped with the skeleton, so sacred and majestic, with a sun appearing behind its head.

"what?!"

Through the eyes of the possessed demonic body, the Chaos Gods saw the appearance of the cursed one and the sacred sun.

More importantly, the mechanical eye of the Emperor's skeleton suddenly lit up, brewing a strong threat.

This startled them.

The next moment, a high-intensity beam of divine holy energy poured out—the true Emperor's Death Gaze!
Moreover, as Ron controlled the weapon, the mechanical arm also emitted high-intensity divine energy, forming a semi-circular shape.

Then it slammed it hard into the head of the demonized Angron, and even spread through the demonic body into the warp.

This was so foul and disgusting to the gods.

Plunger attack!
(End of this chapter)