Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 686 Savior: The world eagerly awaits the arrival of the savior!

In a fit of extreme excitement, the Pleasure Ruler, Goergi, crashed headfirst into a subspace rift.

Then came the entire Brotherhood of the Corpses and a large number of Slaanesh demons.

The next moment, they set foot on the land of Aletan, where the presence of the Eldar was so pleasant.

Panic is everywhere.

The Pleasure Darlings love to corrupt the Eldar.

Compared to other life forms, Eldar are more delicious and easier to obtain.

When facing the Eldar, the Pleasure Darling was utterly unrestrained.

They knew those guys were afraid of them and wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight.

The appearance of warp rifts and the minions of the Dark Prince has triggered panic among the Sons of Alettan.

"Has the veil of fate no longer protected this world?!"

Fashimer stared at the surging cracks and the menacing demon, feeling an indescribable sense of suffocation.

What's more troublesome is that a subspace rift suddenly appeared in the residential area, bypassing all the defenses.

That means Aletan's defenses have failed.

The enemy was less than ten kilometers away from the dome where the soul circuit was located.

"what to do?!"

The guardians, including Fahimer, were extremely anxious, as they had far too few troops in the area.

They were also severely suppressed by the sonic waves and filthy fel energy projected by the Dark Prince's minions.

It made them dizzy.

Boom boom boom——

The Joyful Leader, Goergi, carrying the Explosion Master, fired sonic waves at the surrounding buildings, and a groaning noise spread.

Those sound waves carried filth and energy, destroying buildings along their path.

Moreover, the Noise Chariot behind him projected a large amount of filthy fel energy, polluting the Ark world as much as possible.

Such an attack would be even more damaging to Aletan, who values ​​the spiritual world.

The evil energy and illusions carried by the sound waves are corrupting their minds!
This pleasure-seeking ruler didn't particularly enjoy killing; instead, he preferred to force others to watch the various blasphemous art pieces he created.

It can be described as a monstrous, mobile source of pollution.

That's why Ron chose the other party; it wasn't particularly lethal, but it was extremely insulting and offensive.

The Eldar were affected by the sonic weapons, trembling under the torment of noise and illusions, their bodies losing the strength to resist.

The guardians at the very front were hit the hardest.

"No, stop all of this now."

Fahimer's face was flushed, and his body was trembling.

The beautiful female warrior's mental world was invaded, and she saw the ugly shadow of the demon of pleasure, as well as many other blasphemous scenes.

The unimaginable filth made her want to vomit, and she couldn't even grip her weapon.

"Enjoy my art, you wretches!"

The Eldar's fear fueled the Pleasure Lord's excitement and twisted desire.

His output became even more intense.

The Noise Warriors were already terrifying, but this Noise Force, enhanced by the Burning Legion's Chaos Technicians, is even more powerful.

Moreover, this time it was a coordinated effort from within and without, taking advantage of both timing and location.

It is hoped that the dark side of the sun, by utilizing part of its power of illusion projection, along with the presence of Asuman statues erected in various places and the spread of noise weapons, accurately projects filthy illusions.

In short, this savior, Asuman, projected countless blasphemous illusions onto the Ark world, the kind that are extremely stimulating.

Purely spiritual races like the Eldar of the Aletheon Ark simply couldn't withstand it.

They rely on pure spirit to resist corruption, so the shock will be even greater once their defenses are breached.

"Sigh, I never thought I'd become more and more like an evil god..."

Ron, with Diablo's powers and vision, surveyed the situation on the battlefield and felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both feelings and reflection).

Compared to the Chaos Gods, he was only slightly weaker in power and possessed humanity.

It's like a watered-down version of the evil god.

The day he loses his humanity and corrupts his followers, he will most likely be able to stand on equal footing with the Chaos Gods.

Perhaps they are stronger and can beat one of them up.

In other words, Ron already has the ability to stand on the stage of a great game; it's just a matter of whether he wants to or not.

Of course, he didn't want to, because the price would be too high; he couldn't accept the loss of his humanity alone.

Ron still hopes to dominate the galaxy and the warp as a human.

I am gradually achieving this goal, and I have reached a critical juncture where I need to obtain Blackstone as a core resource.

That was something that some ancient races longed for.

For example, space necromancy.

Ron focused his attention on Aletan's virtual map, which was marked with many red dots.

This chaotic invasion had about a dozen target locations, all of which bypassed the defenses and were directly teleported into the core area.

Ron's orders to the Noise Corps were to destroy as many buildings and pollute the spirits as possible, then charge toward the dome area.

This will minimize casualties on both sides.

Of course, the current offensive is just an appetizer, a performance attack by our own troops, with the main purpose of creating panic and pressure.

The attacks primarily targeted buildings, as well as psychological pollution.

The real deadly threat comes from the demonic army of the Lord of Pleasure, whose main force is about to invade.

He must eliminate all obstacles, gain control of the soul circuits, and completely possess this world before the demon army of the Lord of Pleasure arrives.

In this way, the power of the Sun of Hope and the Goddess of Life can be used to strengthen the veil of defense of the soul circuit, and together protect this Ark world.

"The pressure we're under now isn't enough..."

Ron pondered, then projected more of the tainted energy of the sun's dark side.

This makes the world of the ark even wetter.

At the same time, more than a dozen Chaos Invading Forces began to assault the Dome, creating even more pressure.

Once Alettan is oppressed to a certain degree, he, the savior, will be able to make his appearance.

……

Newly renovated buildings in the central district are collapsing, and filthy tendrils are growing along the streets.

The guardians' resistance was so weak that even their thrown star darts lost their aim.

"As for Asuman's forces, the guardians have been severely corrupted and cannot withstand the Dark Prince's minions!"

The strong guardian leader struggled to resist and couldn't help but shout.

He had always opposed Asuman, but now he hoped for rescue, for the warrior army that existed there was better able to resist the filthy demons before him.

However, the Comorian relatives seemed to be hindered and were never able to reach the area.

The collapse of the defenses and the approach of the Dark Prince's minions made the Guardians feel the breath of death.

"With the veil of fate above us, are we about to return to the circuit of our souls?"

Fashimer clutched the radiant soul stone hanging from her chest tightly, realizing that this guardian force had no chance of escape.

Their bodies were all limp.

To her surprise, the demons did not take the opportunity to attack the guardians, but instead rushed towards the dome area.

"Veil of Fate, the demons' target is the soul circuit!"

This made the guardians, including Fahimer, even more desperate, as the soul circuit was the foundation of Aletan's existence.

Can the prophets withstand the corruption of the Dark Prince's minions?!

In reality, the prophets were in a worse situation than imagined.

They were already extremely weak due to the corruption of Slaanesh.

Now the Pleasure Darlings have invaded the interior of Aletan, approaching the dome from different directions.

It's like being attacked from both sides!
Inside the skeletal dwelling, the Great Prophet Alalai is under immense pressure.

Her spiritual world was originally connected to the soul circuit and linked to many areas of Aletan, thus receiving the most pleasure and defilement.

Those blasphemous illusions raged in her mental world.

This holy prophet had always remained pure and had never been defiled by such blasphemy, to the point that his whole body trembled and turned red.

She saw too many unbearable hallucinations, which were unbearable, and even saw disgusting images of herself and Asuman.

"The veil of fate hangs above, is this the destiny of Aletan?"

What should I do to salvage this situation...?

Aila's soft voice trembled as she tried to resist the invasion of filth, but there were too many breaches.

Her psychic powers were difficult to contain, and the high-ranking prophets suffered repeated defeats.

In the psionic vision, the Dark Prince's minions were already approaching the dome, a crisis unlike any they had ever faced.

Once the soul circuit is destroyed, Aletan will face destruction!
Alarai has gathered high-ranking prophets, and once the demons invade the interior of the dome, they will use the altar to summon divine avatars for a final resistance.

"Where are Asuman's troops?"

“We must seek help from our distant relatives in the Comoros; they are capable of resisting this demon…”

The high prophets whispered among themselves, the attack was too sudden, and the guardians everywhere were too busy to get away or arrive in time.

Their only hope was that Asuman.

The high-ranking prophets looked embarrassed and focused their gaze on Alarai's beautiful face.

Some of them, whether openly or covertly, opposed Asuman and thus created conflict with him.

Perhaps only a great prophet could appeal to the Comorian ruler in the name of Alettan.

“I have already sent a request to Asuman, but I don’t know if that being will grant it.”

Ayralai was filled with sorrow, holding back her tears.

She knew that Aletan had too many conflicts with that being and had tarnished the other's goodwill.

Unknowingly.

The scene of blasphemy with Asuman flashed through her mind again, and her psychic power collapsed further.

This is the terror of evil gods; the spread of filth ignores spatial distance. The ancient spirit empire was destroyed by the rapidly spreading filth.

"Why was Chaos able to easily break through Aletan's defenses?"

The blind prophet was furious and revealed the outcome of his prophecy: "I saw the shadow of a distant relative on the veil of fate."

Only that Asuman could possibly ally with the devil and undermine our veil of defense from within.

He's the murderer; there's no way he'd support us!

Upon hearing this, the high-ranking prophets' expressions changed; the possibility that the Comoros' distant relatives had become servants of the Dark Prince was indeed not small.

If that's the case, then everything makes sense.

"Gentlemen, Aletan must not anger that being any further. Instead, we should try our best to show our goodwill and ask for his assistance."

The old prophet grew even older, and he gave up on something he had always insisted on.

"But……"

The blind prophet was dissatisfied and wanted to say something more, but his words were interrupted.

The old prophet spoke solemnly, stating the outcome that the higher prophets least wanted to accept:
"If Asuman truly becomes the Dark Prince's servant, there is only one outcome awaiting Aletan—"

That would be utter annihilation!

Upon hearing this, the high-ranking prophets fell silent, fear spreading through them.

They don't want that to happen.

The scales in the hearts of these prophets tipped unconsciously, and they prayed to the veil of fate.

Pray that the being has not been corrupted, that he will send reinforcements instead of letting Aletan perish.

Some of them even felt a pang of regret, wishing they hadn't rejected Asuman.

Would that have prevented such a terrible ending?!
This Chaos invasion made these proud Eldar prophets of the Ark realize that they had no more trump cards and no more options.

As time went by, and one defense line after another crumbled.

The high-ranking prophets were on edge, despair was brewing, and even the veil of fate was becoming blurred.

The enemy's attack was too precise and too sudden.

Even if they summon divine avatars to destroy the invading enemies, the remaining spiritual power would be insufficient to maintain the veil and withstand the Dark Prince.

They will slowly fall into the abyss of destruction.

Not only the prophets, but many more of the Aletanling were praying for Asuman's rescue.

Suddenly, Eralai showed a look of surprise:

"Asuman personally led the army to stop the Dark Prince's minions, and he vowed to defeat all enemies!"

The high-ranking prophets were experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions, yet also a surge of hope.

He even showed a slight smile.

Aletan is saved!

……

Central District of Aletan.

Ron received the Great Prophet's pitiful plea for help and surveyed the situation on the battlefield.

He nodded in satisfaction: "It's time for my savior to make his appearance..."

Following the command of the Great Asuman, black-armored warriors appeared on the streets.

They vanquished the invading demons with their superb skills, seemingly unaffected by the filth.

For these elite Dark Eldar, fighting demons was already commonplace.

Even when Redemption was still a satellite region, it suffered dozens of demonic invasions. Great Asuman even captured demons and released them into the streets to dispel the Dark Eldar's fear of demons.

As for watching gladiators fight demons in the arena, that's a regular part of the show.

Therefore, the samurai accumulated a wealth of experience fighting demons, not to mention these were elite black-armored samurai.

There was another reason why the battle was so easy: Ron, in the name of the Dark Prince, issued a retreat order to the invading Burning Legion forces.

Tell them to evacuate the Aletheian Ark world as soon as possible.

Although the leaders of pleasure, including Gao Erji, were not very happy, they still dared not disobey the orders of that being.

They retreated towards the crack area while resisting the black-armored warriors, appearing as if they had been repelled.

Moreover, Ron actively organized the rescue operation.

He urged the people of Aletan to immediately evacuate to the area where the statue of the Goddess of Life is located, where they would receive the best protection.

The goddess of life can protect them from the defilement of illusions.

This is such a great opportunity to showcase the benefits of the Goddess of Life faith and to ensure that her faith takes root completely.

As for the Spirit Race's goddess Reias, she can just stay out of the way.

She can't even protect her own followers, so what face does she have left?
Ron, seated atop his luxurious sailboat, traversed the various regions like a parade, causing demons to cry out and retreat wherever he went.

He remained calm and composed, sending a message to the entire Ark world:
"My fellow citizens of Aletan, I am Asuman, a descendant of ancient blood. The Dark Prince has cruelly invaded this world, and all life is at risk of being devoured."

But we must not yield, I will lead you…

A sudden boarding attack was portrayed by Ron as an apocalyptic crisis, and he then went around making his presence felt.

Unfortunately, the Burning Legion's noise invasion force caused a huge commotion this time, especially with its sonic weapons, which covered a very wide area.

More than ten elite Chaos units exploited defensive loopholes and managed to fight with the momentum of a large army.

This situation presents a perfect opportunity for Ron to promote himself.

The more critical the moment, the more rulers need to project a tough image in order to gain support.

If things are kept secret like the Council of the Prophets, it will be difficult to form a strong rule.

Ron's attitude established unprecedented prestige.

When the high prophets were hiding in the dome, it was the great Asuman who came out and saved the people of Aletan.

They began to believe that this being was the savior of the Eldar...

(End of this chapter)