Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 687 Savior: Holy crap, a Death God clone from the Spirit Race? Let's get him!

Central District of Aletan.

The army of Great Asuman repelled the invading Chaos, and the smoke of war gradually dissipated, but the air was still filled with a foul stench.

The sons of Aletan were still suffering from the filth, groaning or howling from time to time.

"Our home..."

Some Aletanlings stared blankly at the buildings that had just been repaired and then collapsed again, their grief overwhelming.

Not long ago, they were still immersed in the joy of rebuilding their homes, believing that they were protected by the veil of fate and could escape their miserable destiny.

But with the arrival of the Dark Prince's minions, everything was destroyed.

Even the air was filled with suffocating filth.

The sons of Aletan, though in their homeland, felt fear and unease, as if an attack could strike at any moment.

This place has become a den of terror.

"Do you think... we can still receive the protection of the Veil of Fate?"

Fahimer covered his wound and looked at the ruins and his huddled compatriots.

The guardians nearby fell silent upon hearing this.

In the past, even if Aletan had been attacked in the same way, they might not have reacted in this way.

But after Asuman brought hope for revival, it was extinguished by chaos, deepening their sense of despair.

Moreover, the Sons of Aletan had a vague feeling that an even more terrifying attack was about to come.

The Dark Prince is brewing a terrifying crisis in the Warp.

Suddenly, some commotion broke out in the area.

This caught the attention of Fahimmel and the others, who turned to look and saw an elegant and reassuring figure—

Raphael Asuman, the noble bloodline and savior of the Eldar.

He drove out the invading evil.

The sons of Aletan on either side of the ruins watched Asuman and slowly quieted down.

Ron walked through the ruins, a hint of compassion in his eyes that only served to accentuate his holiness.

Gradually, the sons of Aletan gathered and followed behind him.

It seemed that this made them feel safe, and soon more and more people followed.

This was exactly the result Ron wanted: to ignite the fear of the Eldar ahead of time, and then play the role of savior to lend a helping hand.

Moreover, psionic projection machines of Redemption Paradise floated nearby to better spread this scene throughout the entire world of Aletan.

No matter the circumstances, he never forgets to promote his cause and strive for faith.

"The Spirit Race has such good physiques."

Ron noticed the situation of the Eldar in the ruins; there were hardly any corpses.

Although the Burning Legion's Chaos forces primarily attack buildings, they avoid areas where crowds gather.

But such a low casualty rate still exceeded my expectations.

Even if the Eldar loses their hands or feet, or even suffers internal organ rupture, they may not be able to take their lives.

Their resilience is almost on par with that of Space Marines, and they're just ordinary Eldar.

This ancient race has a slightly lower resistance to Slaanesh's evil power.

Everything else is simply perfect.

Of course, given the Eldar's small numbers, such casualties were already a lot for them.

"My lord, the guardians failed to protect Aletan's people; there have been too many casualties in this region..."

Fahimer looked at Asuman approaching and lowered his head in remorse.

She looked pitiful, as if she was blaming herself.

She didn't actually need to do this, but she couldn't help but confide in or report on it.

This guardian subconsciously regarded Asuman as their leader and ruler.

That's the significance of Ron's frequent attempts to make his presence felt; the prophets couldn't easily leave the dome, giving him an opportunity.

“Guardian, this is why I have come here. The wounds of the Sons of Aletan will be healed.”

Ron raised his hand and gently stroked Fashimer's hair to demonstrate his approachability and control.

He came to this area of ​​ruins not just to check on the casualties, but to demonstrate his miracle.

This is to truly establish the faith in the goddess of life.

Previously, the faith in the Goddess of Life was only spread within the region of Redemption Paradise; it was time for it to expand outwards.

The Eldar are purer than the Dark Eldar and possess psionic talents, unlike the Dark Eldar who are warp-dwelling fools.

They are the best candidates for believers and can quickly organize related spiritual sects.

This is one of the reasons why Ron went to great lengths to make his presence felt, not only for the Ark, but also for the Eldar followers inside.

He tried using the Dark Eldar to spread his teachings, but it wasn't very effective.

Wherever they go, they are viewed with suspicion by their fellow countrymen, as if they were thieves; their reputation is terrible.

However, these more spiritually pure Aletanlings were better able to spread the faith in the Goddess of Life to other regions.

Whether it's other Ark worlds or the virgin world of the barbaric Eldar.

The Eldar are now struggling to survive under the influence of the Slaanesh, which would make missionary work by the Eldar of Aletan more effective.

That way, he could indirectly control more Eldar through his faith.

Gradually, a dark mass of Aletan Eldar gathered behind Ron.

They didn't know where this great Assman was going, but they still chose to follow him; life always tends to follow the majority.

Soon, the sons of Aletan realized where they were going and saw a statue of the Goddess of Life, tens of meters tall.

It was one of the few buildings in the area that remained undamaged, and a group of Aletanling people had taken refuge there, thus escaping the attack.

This is undoubtedly a blessed place.

Even more strangely, after the Sons of Aletan stepped into the area where the statue of the Goddess of Life was located, the filthy illusions that tormented them constantly weakened considerably, and even the pain subsided.

They couldn't help but become devout.

“The veil of fate has not abandoned us.” Fahimmel and the other guardians stood at the front of the crowd, awaiting the actions of the great Asuman.

hum~
Ron used his psychic power to slowly levitate to the position of the goddess of life's chest, as if he were being held by the hands of the holy statue.

Then, images formed by psychic energy appeared: the void split apart, and chaotic filth engulfed one brilliant civilized planet after another.

That was the scene of the destruction of the ancient Spirit Clan Empire. It was recorded in many Spirit Clan texts, and the fleeing Spirit Clan members recorded the scene of the empire's destruction.

This scene filled the sons of Aletan with inexplicable sorrow.

Ron looked down at the Sons of Aletan below, with two psionic projection machines in front of him.

The real-time recorded images will be projected onto the areas where the various statues of the Goddess of Life are located, so that as many Alettanlings as possible can see his figure.

His voice resonated with psychic energy, as if recounting an ancient history:

"Chaos destroyed our homeland, and my noble people have become refugees..."

As the images of destruction and Asuman's narration accompanied the scene, all the Aletanling who witnessed it shed tears, deeply moved by the tragedy.

Their genes still retain a longing for past glories.

Ron's eyes radiated psychic energy, and his long braid, resembling that of the Eldar, swayed gently behind his head under the cover of psychic energy.

His tone grew increasingly serious: "But...chaos cannot destroy our will, for the protection of the goddess of divine life has never gone away."

He will connect our thoughts and unite us in despair!

yah~
Ron used the icon to emanate life power, covering the Aletan spirits in the area and connecting them to their spiritual world.

He had only ever tried single-person connections before, but this time it was a group connection, involving tens of thousands of Eldar.

Even more amazingly, the connection was successful!

This is the power of the Eldar; they are a psionic race with a vast amount of latent potential within them.

The current state and strength are the result of the entire race's repeated decline.

"With the veil of fate above me, I can feel each other's presence, and the power within me is surging."

Fahimer experienced an unprecedented wonder.

She could clearly sense the presence of her tribesmen, and all of them were closely connected with Asuman as the central figure.

Even more astonishingly, she discovered that her injuries were healing, not through external healing, but through her body's own spontaneous repair.

When the sons of Aletan realized this, they worshipped Ron, this Asuman, even more.

They believed that the other party had given them new power in the name of the goddess of life.

That's actually an ability that the Eldar themselves possess; their bodies have a hidden program deep within that program that accelerates healing.

Iyana, the great prophet of the Elyos world, possesses similar power. She can use psionic energy to ignite the accelerated healing programs deep within the core of each Eldar, allowing them to recover rapidly.

That power is called "Aisha's Thread".

Ron is simply replicating this process, using psionic energy to activate the regenerative abilities deep within the bodies of the Eldar.

Although he knew this would happen, he was still shocked when he actually saw it.

"Hiss~ The Eldar's character modeling is just too overpowered!"

It was visibly clear to the naked eye that the injuries of the Aletanling were healing; even their shattered bones and broken organs were healing—it was truly astonishing.

Even more terrifying is that, as they become spiritually connected, powerful psychic energy brews and converges within them.

That was an immense amount of psychic energy, the kind that even I was wary of. There are very few ways to gather such psychic energy in the real universe.

"I just wanted to fool people, but it seems like I did something really serious?"

Ron gasped.

He suddenly recalled some ancient records that said the Eldar were connected by a spiritual field during their golden age.

No matter how far apart we are, we can stay connected.

However, the Eldar's destruction caused by Slaanesh stripped them of their ability to connect as a group, destroying them both physically and mentally.

One awakened Necromancer lord even stated that the psychic power of Mephisto, the chief think tank of the Blood Angels, was no match for the Eldar in the War of Heaven.

Those were among the strongest psionicists in human history!

"Fortunately, I have the power to control the Goddess of Life, which allows me to indirectly control the Spirit Race and thus eliminate the potential threat."

Otherwise, if the Eldar rise to power one day, wouldn't humanity have one more formidable adversary?

Ron was somewhat relieved.

Although the Eldar are in dire straits, he has no doubt that they have a chance to turn the tide.

Just like the Necromancers of the galaxy, which rose rapidly with the return of a certain being, the Necromancers of the galaxy across the entire galaxy are now slowly organizing themselves with the return of the Silent King.

The Eldar, a race nearly as ancient as the Necromancers, may not be without this opportunity.

"For example, the Eldar Death God, if His awakening can protect the Eldar and reconnect their spiritual fields."

"Wouldn't that mean they could crush humanity with their psychic powers?!" Ron thought of this possibility, having heard that Evelynn's Death Army possessed some kind of mental connection.

Once the Eldar population dwindles to a certain point, and the Death God Aeneid is fed with souls, then it will truly be a desperate comeback.

That's a legendary being capable of beating up Slaanesh, and it can even appear in the real universe in some form, possibly beyond the Emperor's control.

Extremely dangerous.

At that time, the Eldar, with their elite forces and a powerful Death God, would be more than enough to worsen humanity's already precarious situation.

The races in the galaxy and the subspace all possess unique skills, each more extraordinary than the last.

Compared to them, humans are far too weak.

Their only advantage might be their reproduction speed and number.

In terms of overall population size, even the Tyranids are inferior; the Zerg swarm can hardly outdo them all in a short time.

Moreover, by relying on sheer numbers, powerful individuals can be born, and powerful subspace life forms like the Emperor himself can be nurtured.

From this perspective, humans are not so backward; they also have their own unique skills.

Ron pondered:

"In any case, I stumbled upon this by accident, using the Goddess of Life to compete with Death for faith and souls, and to prevent Her resurrection."

He breathed a slight sigh of relief upon realizing this.

Therefore, the belief in the Goddess of Life had to be implemented within the Eldar race, and thoroughly at that.

Otherwise, if the Death God Army expands further and absorbs more Spirit Race members, he will have no chance.

Compared to the Grim Reaper, the Goddess of Life is better; at most, she'll shed a few tiny pearls while whimpering.

By the very nature of her power, she is not very destructive.

Moreover, the difference in beliefs between the two sides could even trigger wars within the Eldar race.

Simply perfect.

After making his decision, Ron continued his performance, stirring up the joyful emotions of the Aletan Eldar:

"Feel all of this, and under the protection of the Goddess of Life, we will unite all our people scattered across the galaxy."

We will rebuild our homes and reclaim our heritage!

After he finished speaking, the psychic energy ripples spread far and wide, allowing more Eldar to feel the presence of the Goddess of Life and the connection.

At this moment, the Sons of Aletan gazed upon the statue of the Goddess of Life with utmost devotion.

The protection and opportunity for revival they had longed for for countless years... have arrived!
Ron sensed the emotions of the Eldar and knew he was safe.

The next moment, he severed the connection, his figure disappearing from the area, leaving behind only the still fervent and reminiscing Eldar.

There was no way around it; after such a long connection without the support of a soul circuit, I was starting to feel the strain.

However, with the spread of virtual projection, the Goddess of Life's position in the world of Aletan's Ark is now unshakeable.

After that, Ron's missionary team began to rapidly recruit a large number of believers and high-ranking guardians.

With the Goddess of Life at its core, they have organized a new Eldar sect called the "Cult of Life".

That sect spread rapidly in Aletan.

Not only that, Ron also spread a batch of rumors.

Rumors claimed that the good intentions of the Great Asuman had been tainted and that he had been ostracized by the Prophet's Council.

This prevents the soul circuits from being strengthened, and makes it even more difficult for the goddess of life to protect Aletan.

This world is in grave danger.

Great Asuman did not want his warriors to make further sacrifices, and he found the humiliation from the Council of Prophets even more unbearable.

He decided to leave.

Comorian relatives in various regions began packing their gear, showing signs of evacuation.

This news triggered even more panic among the Eldar of Aletan, and many Eldar began to reject and despise the Council of the Prophets.

They felt the protection of the goddess of life and were even more unwilling to lose her.

Especially when terror and darkness are about to descend.

The sons of Aletan prayed that Asuman would stay.

Fashimir and other guardians were among the first to join the Cult of Life. While feeling aggrieved for Asuman, they collectively prayed that being would continue to provide guidance.

Aletan needs the protection of the goddess of life and Asuman!
“Master, more and more distant relatives of Aletan are gathering, and they are begging you to stay.”

Anger is still gathering.

Iris reported on the current situation, a hint of joy in her eyes.

Looking down at the dark mass below the spire, Ron could see the deep pleading in the eyes of the Alettan Eldar.

Beneath this prayer lies anger toward the Council of Prophets.

I have quite a bit of experience in organizing movements, and the Prophet Council must be in a real bind.

"The Prophet Council will soon yield to me if they don't want to be torn apart."

Ron said that.

Of course he won't leave; he'll stay here.

However, this cannot be proposed by oneself; rather, it must be sought by the people of Alettan and the Council of Prophets to persuade them to stay.

It was their request to stay, rather than their forceful rule, that greatly reduced subsequent resistance.

This involves the issue of legitimacy, and major hidden dangers must be addressed in the early stages of rule to avoid planting time bombs.

The higher prophets are more sensitive to the emotions of this world, and they will inevitably yield, especially when the goddess of life performs a miracle.

No one would wish for divine protection to survive in this dangerous world.

Moreover, Ron showed them the hope of revival.

hum~
A soft stream of psionic energy flowed through me.

That was a psionic communication from the Holy Prophet Elara, revealing a hint of urgency.

She persuaded Ron to stay on behalf of the Council of Prophets and allowed him to connect with his spiritual world, bringing the Goddess of Life into his soul circuit.

"Ha, it seems those arrogant guys from the Prophet Council have already given in."

Ron gave a cold smile.

But he didn't agree immediately; instead, he refused the request. Now it was Aletan who was begging him.

Of course, he didn't completely reject it, revealing that he was considering it.

The process of declining and accepting the offer three times is still necessary; otherwise, others might think you're being impatient.

That's so lacking in vision.

Sure enough, not long after, Ellalai sent another request.

From a psionic emotional perspective, the other person was almost in tears.

Ron knew that it was because, incited by his inside man, the crowd had already headed towards the dome.

If not stopped in time, war and division will be inevitable, and it may even damage the soul circuits.

With the threat of Slaanesh looming and such internal turmoil, it would be difficult for me to withstand it.

A complete conspiracy.

Finally, after Elarai sent his third psionic plea, Ron granted it:

"Get clean and wait for me!"

After Ron agreed to the request, he quickly stepped in and stopped the chaos.

He was also worried that things were going too far.

Afterwards, Ron happily went to the residence of the Holy Prophet to reap his most delicious spoils.

He wants to gain control of the soul circuits.

……

Inside the dwelling place of the spirit bones.

Aila was extremely anxious and nervous.

The holy prophet realized that the Asuman was approaching, and that her spiritual world would open to him.

That's equivalent to handing over everything.

But for Alettan's sake, she had to do it.

"Great Prophet, please come over, I'm in a hurry."

Ron swaggered into the dwelling, and his eyes lit up when he saw the holy great prophet.

That was almost one of the most beautiful female beings I had ever seen.

There is an underlying sense of sacredness that cannot be violated.

At this moment, Ella was draped in a semi-transparent veil, her face streaked with tears, and filled with deep fear.

Upon seeing Ron, the holy prophet instinctively shrank back, as if he were afraid of something.

No one had ever been this close to her before.

But when she saw the other person's displeasure, she stopped in her tracks.

As if resigned to their fate.

"Hiss, this great prophet is too innocent. It makes me feel like Cao Cao, no, more like Dong Zhuo entering the harem..."

Looking at Ella's pitiful appearance, Ron was immediately reminded of some familiar scenes.

But without any hesitation, he suddenly grabbed the Holy Prophet's soft hand and pulled him into his arms.

Of course, such actions are not necessary for a spiritual connection between the two parties; that would be purely an instinctive reaction.

Ron was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I've gotten used to it."

Asuman's presumptuous and blasphemous behavior left Airala somewhat bewildered, and he almost instinctively resisted.

But then she realized something and stopped what she was doing.

However, Ron's actions did not stop, and became even more offensive, with a tearing sound rang out.

Since it's about ruling, it needs to be thorough.

If there were no reproductive barriers, he would even have wanted to have children with the Great Prophet so that he could better rule the tribe.

Accompanied by the holy great prophet's soft moans, Ron finally connected with the other's spiritual world.

A passage to the soul circuit was established.

Afterwards, his hope that the Sun and the Goddess of Life would enter the soul circuit of the Eldar.

However, as soon as Ron entered that pure white realm, he sensed a terrifying aura of slaughter, unique to the Eldar.

He slowly raised his head and saw a psionic body floating in mid-air.

That is... the avatar of Inierd, the Death God of the Eldar!
(End of this chapter)