Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 673 Killing someone by destroying their spirit: An unfamiliar aura of loyalty from the Primarch?!

On the chaotic battlefield, the demons crouched down, their hands covering their heads in fear, forming a dark, swarming mass.

How absurd!

"The Emperor..."

Is that still the same demon that once slaughtered humans?

Not far away, Olsen, the former empire's clerk, was stunned.

If humanity wins a great victory and chases down the demon, it is still within the scope of our understanding.

The scene before him was completely beyond his imagination.

This old imperial scribe's perception was challenged.

Neither the classic texts he had read nor the knowledge he had acquired could explain the situation before him.

Olsen served as a battlefield clerk and devoted his life to the army.

He was responsible for recording the course of the war and its sacred deeds, born on the battlefield and dying on the battlefield, and was never allowed to reveal any secrets throughout his life.

This also gave them the opportunity to read forbidden books and come into contact with one terrible period of history after another.

Those Chaos Demons were so powerful that the war between the Empire and Chaos was filled with suffering and torment.

Every war is accompanied by the destruction of cities, the fall of planets, and the deaths of hundreds of millions of soldiers and many more humans.

People were twisted into deformed and bizarre shapes.

"Demons are untouchable and invincible; only the mysterious angels of the Silver Empire can stand against them..."

This is the view of demons that Olsen gained during his studies, and the fear he developed of them.

Therefore, when the Chaos War of Vostonia began, he was prepared to sacrifice himself, and his only task was to record the bravery and death of the Imperial warriors as much as possible.

In particular, recording the sacred deeds of the Dark Angels would make even death worthwhile.

Death was commonplace for war scribes; their heads could be shattered by stray bullets at any moment.

Or perhaps the amulet has failed, the will has been lost, and it has been corrupted by the chaos and hatred.

Their average tenure is no more than five years, but that is the mission of war scribes.

Olsen knew that the records he left behind would be collected by the angels and sealed in the Empire's forbidden library, eventually becoming part of history.

What a proud honor it was to have successfully fulfilled one's mission as the emperor's lamb.

But now, not only have I survived, but the scenes I witnessed on the battlefield have overturned all taboo historical records.

The Imperial army has undergone tremendous changes, equipped with many new types of armor, weapons, and vehicles not recorded in historical records, and its offensive is so fierce.

Meanwhile, the Chaos Demons were in defeat and fleeing, as if the demons were the ones being invaded and slaughtered.

They surrendered in fear, like lambs to the slaughter.

That was an unprecedented change!
“I must preserve all of this; the forbidden library will bear Olson’s name and family mark.”

That will be the most special record, an unprecedented and magnificent victory for the Empire…

Olsen was very excited, a flush rose on his pale face, and his mechanical arm trembled slightly.

Every scene in sight was so sacred, worthy of being recorded!
He wrote furiously on the parchment, recording and drawing as many detailed pictures as possible.

Rapid writing and drawing were essential skills for every scribe, enabling them to record what they saw on parchment with lines.

Only by recording in this way can we avoid being corrupted or altered by hatred and be preserved for a long time.

Of course, these parchments would be kept in a secret chamber beneath the forbidden library, where they would remain unseen for a long time, or become an eternal secret.

But that was enough; for the human empire, it was valuable as long as it was recorded.

Olsen's paintings are exquisite and vivid, capturing a multitude of scenes:

The terrified look in the eyes of the Chaos Demons as they crouched down with their heads in their hands, and the heroic stance of the Man-Eating Shark Warriors with their arms crossed.

Several shark warriors surrounded dozens of chaos demons, threatening them with their bolter guns.

Of course, there's also the sacred cross behind them, so awe-inspiring is the legendary savior.

So much so that the Chaos Demons dared not look directly at him and all lowered their heads.

Just as Olsen was engrossed in taking notes, a boisterous voice came from behind:
"Hey bro, you're here to gather war materials too? May I ask which department you're from?"

Upon hearing this, he turned around and looked back.

That was another scribe, who looked very young and whose clothing was different from his own. He was followed by two imperial angels in red armor.

What's even stranger is that the other party did not have the insignia of a scribe's family, nor did they have a parchment book specifically for scribes.

Ok?
Olsen frowned slightly, sizing up the young clerk before him: "Where is your parchment copy? It's not lost, is it? That would be a bad thing."

For a clerk, the recording tools are more important than life itself; losing them would disqualify him from recording.

They will be severely punished.

A clerk going to the battlefield without any recording tools is almost like a soldier going to the battlefield empty-handed.

The young clerk seemed to understand something after seeing Olson's parchment notebook.

"The Saviour's propaganda department has long since stopped using parchment for records. We have more efficient facilities that allow us to keep more records."

He explained, waving to the side, "Hurry up, there's material here that needs to be recorded!"

At this moment, another clerk ran over carrying a bird-shaped camera and pointed the device at the chaotic demons not far away.

"What excellent footage! Quickly capture it and send the good news of victory back. The people of the Empire yearn for the glory of their savior and long to witness such a sacred scene!"

As the young scribe spoke, he walked toward the Chaos Demon under the protection of the War Angel.

The bird-shaped camera recorded the scene before him, while he explained information about the war:
"People of the Empire, under the leadership of the Great Savior, the Empire has once again achieved a great victory."

We are now located on the planet Kalista in Volstonia, where evil and abomination tremble in fear before the presence of that being…

???

Olsen was stunned by what he saw.

Good heavens, what happened to the oath of secrecy of the war scribes? How could the people of the Empire be allowed to see these records of hatred?!

And why is the scribe authorized to mobilize the Imperial Angels? Those two Imperial Angels seem to be each other's guards.

He had too many questions.

What this old empire's scribe didn't know was that the new empire no longer hid the demons.

In fact, letting humanity know more about demons helps to eliminate fear and reduce corruption.

The related virtual images undergo special processing before being released to make them harmless.

Then, Olsen saw something even more shocking.

The young scribe shoved the oracles into the face of the Chaos Demon, seemingly asking the evil abomination a serious question.

He asked the other person if they were afraid at the moment, how they felt, whether they were afraid of the savior, and whether the savior was the greatest emperor in the galaxy.

what? !

When the high-ranking Chaos Demon heard these questions and looked at the recording device that was right in front of him, the entire Demon City was stunned.

You, the darling of pleasure, have already chosen to surrender, yet you still want to destroy your spirit?!

"What a humiliation!!"

A surge of rage rose within the high-ranking Chaos Demon.

In the past, humans trembled at the feet of the devil like pitiful lambs, only fit to become his prey.

And now they dare to humiliate him like this?!
This high-ranking Chaos Demon secretly gathered power in his rage, attempting to leap up and kill the lowly human scribe.

But the next moment he turned off the engine.

hum~
A special shield-like force field rose up around the young clerk.

The two war angels, terminators, were menacing.

They moved swiftly and decisively, raising their "melee bioweapon"—the Hell Spear—and aiming it at the evil abomination before them.

That clerk came with a mission from the Saviour's propaganda department, so his safety was of utmost importance.

Therefore, the War Angels dispatched their most elite warriors to protect the enemy.

At this moment, Tiberius also led several shark warriors to surround them, hoping to get some screen time from the propaganda department.

That would be a chance to show off to His Majesty the Savior, and even more so, to demonstrate to the Empire the Man-Eating Shark's loyalty to His Majesty!
He stared at the high-ranking demon, speaking each word clearly and distinctly, though somewhat stiffly:
"Savior above, answer the scribe's question immediately."

Otherwise, we, the Man-Eating Sharks, the most loyal warriors of His Majesty the Great and Merciful Savior, will not forgive you heretics and abominations.

We, the Man-Eating Sharks, are the most elite angels, not only protecting the people of the Empire, but also inflicting the most painful torment upon you heretics and abominations! You beasts!
The high-ranking Chaos Demon trembled as it faced numerous malevolent gazes and cursed weapons.

He knew that if he refused, he would be tormented by the terrifying weapons and reduced to ashes, with no chance of resurrection!
If the savior were to see this scene, it would surely be very familiar: camera lenses, deadly weapons pointed at, and lurking threats.

Isn't that AK Media?!

"You have defeated humanity..."

Faced with the photographic artifacts and cursed weapons that were right in front of him, the high-ranking Chaos Demon chose to suppress his anger and temporarily submit.

But this hatred will not be forgotten, and in the future it will bring even more killing and torment to humanity!
But the next moment, the high-ranking Chaos Demon let out a scream.

The hellish spear pierced down mercilessly, and the special divine spirit could flow into his body along the spear tip, plunging him into extreme pain, and causing numerous pustules to spread all over his body.

His screams lasted for several minutes before finally ending, his very soul utterly destroyed.

The War Angel Terminator used "biological weapons" to kill the high-ranking demon who was not very cooperative.

Fear is spreading.

Afterwards, the young scribe chose a new high-ranking demon as his target for a special interview.

The high-ranking demon was moved to tears and trembled with fear, not daring to entertain even the slightest thought of resistance.

His voice trembled as he answered the question honestly:

“I…I’m terrified. The demons are terrified of His Majesty the Savior…”

The high-ranking demon dared not resist and cooperated fully, not only answering all the questions but also, under the guidance of rhetoric, proclaiming the savior's power and denouncing the demon's evil and shamelessness.

Finally, under the pressure of fear, he knelt down, raised his hands, and inexplicably shouted that sentence at the camera:

"Long live the Savior!"

The young clerk looked at the footage and nodded in satisfaction.

See, even the devil submits to the savior's power.

That was an inevitable outcome; they all believed that His Majesty the Savior would dominate the galaxy and the warp, leading humanity to prosperity!
After the high-ranking Tzeentch Demon uttered those words, the entire area fell silent because of this outrageous statement.

There was silence.

After realizing what he had done, he was filled with extreme fear:

There's no going back. He has desecrated Chaos, and the Chaos demons will never forgive him!

In fact, after this virtual image was processed, released, and gradually spread by the Savior's propaganda department, it silenced the entire subspace.

The Chaos Demons wished they could skin that cowardly traitor alive and inflict eternal torment upon him.

A high-ranking demon, Tzeentch, had a sudden flash of inspiration amidst his fear.

He looked at the clerk and said, almost pleadingly:

"Savior... Savior's messenger, I am willing to cooperate with all your missions. You need someone like me!"

Given the current situation, it's safer for me to stay in the galaxy.

The young clerk hesitated for a moment before reporting the situation.

He received a reply shortly afterward, in which he nodded in agreement to the request.

After all, the department has many publicity tasks, and it does need some devils to help complete the filming.

After this special situation was reported, it was immediately reported to the head of the publicity department and permission was eventually obtained.

The person in charge was adept at understanding His Majesty the Savior's thoughts and knew that the other party would not refuse such an approach.

The high-ranking Tzeentch Demon finally breathed a sigh of relief after learning that he had been immediately recruited by the Saviors' propaganda department as a secret agent.

He obediently put on the black stone shackles, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

From that moment on, the propaganda department gained a secret agent named Steve, whose acting skills were extremely superb.

He can perfectly portray the ugliness of a demon and disguise himself in numerous promotional videos.

This high-ranking traitor was hated by the demons, but they were powerless to do anything about it because he had always been hiding on a heavily defended rear planet.

Since the Saviour's propaganda department broadened its thinking, they have secretly recruited more heretics and aliens.

This includes, but is not limited to, Chaos Demons, Greenskins, Tau, Eldar, Terran, and others.

They were used to produce propaganda content, and even to record teaching materials and science popularization for young children, in order to deepen people's understanding of heresy and aliens and reduce fear.

Chaotic Battlefield Area.

After obtaining permission from his superiors, the young clerk recruited another group of demons as secret agents.

The demons who were employed on the spot were forgiven and their lives were saved.

Afterwards, on behalf of his superiors, he thanked Tiberius, the leader of the Man-Eating Shark Gang, for his help and gave him a special interview opportunity.

The loyal leader of the Shark Gang will be interviewed, describing his vision of the savior, and the interview will be published on the front page of the Royal Court Daily.

This delighted Tiberius: "Ah, what an honorable invitation! On behalf of the Man-Eating Shark, I would like to express my gratitude to the Publicity Department!"

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a riot broke out in the area, as some chaotic demons, unable to bear such humiliation, rose up in rebellion.

"Damn evil abomination..."

Tiberos's face immediately darkened. Before the propaganda team had even left, the surrendered demons had already started a riot in their controlled area.

Isn't that just smearing your own reputation?!

bang bang bang-

The Shark Warriors were incredibly fast, immediately launching Hellfire grenades into the riot area and even deploying large vehicles to quell the unrest.

More than thirty heavy centurions surrounded the riot area, their firepower sufficient to breach some large fortresses.

Thanks to the leader's years of sycophancy, management, and massive spending, this chapter not only boasts a full complement of original-crafted members but also possesses the best equipment, making it one of the most elite Space Marines.

They easily brought the situation under control.

"These evil abominations not only refused to surrender, but dared to retaliate against the man-eating sharks?!"

Tiberius stormed toward the area of ​​riots.

He grabbed the strongest high-ranking Chaos Demon and slammed him to the ground, stomping on him.

This commander was so tall and imposing.

He was arguably the largest Space Marine below the Primarch, and had even defeated several Chaos Archmages.

The current situation is not a problem at all.

Soon, the shark warriors charged into the horde of demons.

They used chainsaws, bolt gun butts, and fists to viciously elbow the demons, delivering thirteen blows in a second.

The scene of the Chaos Demons fleeing in terror, screaming in agony, was clearly recorded by the propaganda department's bird-divining instrument.

Such loyalty!
……

Chaotic subspace.

This realm is permeated with a void and chaotic energy, where time and space seem to have lost their function.

On a wasteland littered with skeletons.

Amidst chaotic screams and the roar of weapons, a Chaos army was fleeing, followed by a fully armed Space Marine assault force.

"For the savior!"

A powerful commander leads the charge, driving his warriors in a frenzied pursuit to annihilate the fleeing demons.

That was Titus, under the command of the Savior, a being with almost no defeats and capable of defeating the Chaos Demon.

His powerful killing aura terrified the chaotic demons!

Titus was completely focused and just kept killing.

He vowed to lead the assault force to stop the demons from escaping and to wipe out more evil and abominations.

Charge! Charge!
After an unknown amount of time, Titus suddenly sensed something and abruptly raised his head.

On the distant cliffs stands a chaotic palace, seemingly infinite in size, exuding an aura of terror.

That was the domain of the warp god, where endless evil spread.

Not only that, he also faintly sensed a trace of the Loyal Primarch's aura, though it was somewhat unfamiliar.

Titus didn't have time to think; he took a deep breath.

The assault troops I led had somehow managed to break into the enemy's main camp without my knowledge!
Suddenly, a psychic message from the Savior arrived, sounding quite anxious.

(End of this chapter)