Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 731 Savior Mountain Formation Master: Let's fight! Imperial Fist, come to my aid!

"why?
How did the Space Necromancers and Iron Warriors end up in the Royal Palace area? Is that traitor Peturabona also there?!

Dorn was filled with countless questions and disbelief.

He didn't know why the alien heretics could bypass Terra's dense defense network and appear so brazenly in the royal palace, which was the heart of the region.

It was an unprecedented sense of crisis, followed by an uncontrollable fear and anger.

The master of this mountain formation dared not even imagine the most terrible consequence—

What if the savior was a wolf in sheep's clothing, plotting rebellion and bringing heretics into the palace?
That would be another Horusian Rebellion, and one even more terrible.

For thousands of years, the palace's defenses have never been breached, whether by Primarch rebel attacks or demonic landings during the Great Rift.

The alien heretics' forces can at most reach the Eternal Gate.

This time, the Savior took control of the planet's defenses, sending the enemy into the heart of Terra, closer than ever before to the Emperor.

The palace and the golden throne are about to face the most terrifying crisis in history!

"If a rebellion were to actually occur, how many of the Imperial Armed Forces would obey the orders of the traitorous savior, and how many would oppose and defend the Emperor?"

Do we loyalists still have any hope of victory?!

Dorne's wall-like body trembled uncontrollably as he analyzed all the information he had gathered.

As the space undead approached the palace, the steel warrior Titan, billowing black smoke, strode towards the palace, using machinery to destroy the walls.

He made a decision quickly.

Although it's unclear why the palace hasn't responded yet, it's possible that the defense system has been deceived or encountered obstacles.

But now, the only ones we can trust are the Imperial Fist and the Imperial Guard.

hum~
In the name of the Father of Genetics, Dorn ordered the warriors of the Imperial Fist to immediately come to the palace to guard it.

In addition, he used ancient communication equipment to send high alert frequencies to Terra and even more distant areas.

Even after ten thousand years, any warrior who can capture and analyze this frequency will understand its meaning.

That means the emperor is in danger!
The current situation has many strange and inexplicable aspects, but regardless of the outcome of the speculation or whether it is a misunderstanding.

He didn't dare gamble on whether it was right or wrong, not even if the probability was one in ten thousand.

If the judgment is wrong, it will be an irreparable disaster, and both the father and the empire will fall into an endless abyss!

We must act immediately and prepare for the worst!

"The only option now is to get to the Golden Throne as quickly as possible, assess the situation there, and then take control of the palace's defenses..."

Dorn is prepared to personally organize the defenses against the threat of aliens and heretical rebels.

He also retained control over most of the palace works.

Even if the savior does rebel, control Terra's defenses, and gain superior military strength, it doesn't necessarily mean that we will lose.

The palace is enormous, like a small continent.

It is both the emperor's palace and an impregnable defensive fortress, spanning many regions of the continent.

Both the outer and inner halls were equipped with numerous defensive positions and weapon platforms.

The lower levels extend deep into the earth, with countless vaults, corridors, fortresses, and plazas, and the guards living inside form one fortified city after another.

Not to mention the Imperial Guard, the ultimate armed force.

That was an unparalleled fortress built during the empire's glorious period, using countless resources from the civilized world and a long period of time.

It is also the most heavily guarded place.

As one of the builders of the palace's defenses and a master of defense, Dorne naturally understood how robust its internal defense system was.

The palace is protected by the ancient relic force field Aegis Array, a multi-layered, self-healing network of void shields that covers the entire palace.

In certain core areas, Aegis can block any object weighing more than half a gram and traveling at a speed exceeding two meters per second from penetrating, theoretically enabling it to defend against any orbital bombardment.

In addition, there are many other defensive facilities.

According to the original design goals, even if Terra, the imperial capital, is completely destroyed by the extinction weapon and the sphere collapses, the palace will retain its structure and continue to hold its ground in the remaining landmass.

In this situation, even if the savior controls the entire surface of Terra and causes it to fall, the royal palace can hold out for a very long time.

Until support arrived.

"Hope remains, and victory always belongs to the loyal."

Dorn thought to himself.

He believed that once the highest alert was sent out, loyal men would surely come to the king's aid.

Even in the worst-case scenario, the offspring of the Imperial Fist will come; their empire is the most reliable and strongest wall!
Dorne has made up his mind to stand firmly before the throne, to buy as much time as possible, and to seize any glimmer of hope in this difficult situation.

Find an opportunity to turn things around.

Even if you ultimately fail, you must fall before the throne collapses!

Dorne suddenly gathered his strength and charged towards a certain area like an unstoppable beast.

He chose the fastest route to the control center of the palace's defenses and to the Golden Throne.

That is the only way to regain powerful military strength.

Once inside the palace, this vigilant can use their Primarch's strength and familiarity with the terrain to reach the core of the defensive fortifications.

Even the Imperial Guards could not stop it.

Once he regains control of the fortifications he oversaw the construction of using his ancient privileges, he will be able to skillfully deploy firepower platforms.

Devastating blows to enemies outside the Golden Throne Hall and within the palace's firing range!

He was the emperor's last guardian and the city's fortress!
……

not long ago.

The Imperial Palace, a sacred place of scrutiny.

This is an ancient gate, tens of meters high, leading to the inner palace of the royal palace, beyond which lies the emperor's residence.

From here, you can overlook the magnificent view of the palace complex.

"Ah, what a magnificent and sacred sight! We humankind have created a glorious civilization!"

Zabok and other high-ranking space necromancers gazed at the beautiful scenery and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"To serve the emperor faithfully, so that we may die in peace," they murmured, kneeling down to worship in the direction of the golden throne.

These subjects of the Kalozasa dynasty, who considered themselves human, would make a pilgrimage to every holy site they visited, in order to demonstrate their piety.

The commander of the Imperial Guards following beside him was stunned by what he saw. These aliens kept spouting the maxims of the Emperor's Sacred Words and the contents of the state religion's scriptures.

Many fervent pilgrims do not have this level of skill.

So loyal!

Of course, although this veteran of the Imperial Guard had some reservations about the aliens entering the palace, he still carried out the order.

Whatever the savior or the emperor does or whatever orders he gives, he has his reasons, and everything he does is loyal and for the good of the emperor.

His Majesty proved his correctness and prestige with countless examples, just like the truth.

Therefore, no one dared to question it.

Ron stood by the walls of the Gate of Judgment, with the magnificent and beautiful view of the palace before him, but he had no mind to appreciate it.

He was staring at some surveillance footage sent by the mechanical goddess, Little Spirit, with a furrowed brow.

Not long ago, Xiaoling discovered an anomaly in the monitoring data, and then marked and retrieved all the relevant abnormal footage.

Moreover, this matter concerned the safety of Holy Terra, so she reported it to her savior, her adoptive father, immediately.

The situation is rather complicated.

That being concealed its face and form using forbidden relics and special means.

Even the surveillance footage had to be re-analyzed before the other party's blurry figure could be seen.

"Ok?"

Ron was puzzled: "What's this guy doing at the airport?"

In the surveillance footage, a big, goofy-looking man was seen sneaking around in the airport corridor, seemingly trying to sneak in, and even hiding in a corner to avoid being seen.

After that, he saw more images.

For example, the big guy kneels and weeps in front of the statue of the Savior on the pilgrimage ship, which is very touching; the big guy sneaks onto the train tracks in Terra without a ticket; the big guy sweats profusely and fiddles with the stone door, and so on.

There are many confusing behaviors.

What's truly alarming is that guy's motive.

After arriving on Terra, the big guy would disappear from time to time, but based on the traces monitored along the way, his destination was most likely the royal palace in the Himalayas.

He looks like a dangerous individual.

Could they be an alien assassin or spy? Surely they can't be planning to take down the empire's palace all by themselves?
"Father, I've found information about the intruders." Xiao Ling's anime-style image made a cute gesture on the screen, and then sent over a new file.

Above is all of the big guy's registration information and activity records on the New Empire's psionic network, which are very detailed.

"Dorn, a demi-human from the frontier, isn't very bright, roughly the age of an eight-year-old child in the Empire..."

Is this a fake identity?

Ron looked at the information in the document, deep in thought, especially sensitive to the name "Dorn".

Although there are hundreds of millions of beings in the Empire named Dorne, one is quite special: he is the Empire's lost Primarch—

Rogal Dorn.

He took a deep breath: "Could it be that that super stubborn donkey has run back to Terra, trying to sneak back to the palace to see the Emperor?"

This is understandable, given the empire has undergone such a significant change, even producing a new emperor.

If he were to return to his original body, he would not rashly expose himself, but would first seek confirmation from the Emperor to see if the so-called new Emperor was loyal.

This leaves room for further action.

But for me, this is a troublesome matter.

The Emperor was still asleep, and outside the palace were hordes of steel warriors and space undead.

If the two sides were to meet, wouldn't they start fighting?!
“Father, based on the analysis of the Empire’s previous residual data, the big man named Dorne may be the Primarch Rogue Dorne in disguise.”

The probability is about 80%.

Xiao Ling is becoming more and more anthropomorphic, putting on cybernetic gold-rimmed glasses and quickly accessing more data to try to analyze it.

She then reminded him:
"Assuming this giant from Dorne is the Primarch, given his technological capabilities, he has most likely already approached the palace, and the target's approximate location is..."

Xiaoling marked some areas on the virtual projection map in mid-air.

Those are places where Dorn might appear.

As Ron listened, he sent the surveillance footage to his Primarch brothers, Leon and Khan.

It was a small three-person group on a communication platform, without Guilliman and Perturabo. He had several other such private Primarch groups.

My good buddy, my savior:

"Brothers."

Look at this, isn't it Dorn? Remember to keep it a secret, don't let that guy Peturabo see it.

Return immediately!

After all, nearly ten thousand years had passed since Roger Dorne last appeared, and the old empire's information reserves were inadequate, with related data being severely distorted.

Not to mention the beautification of its image by various religious statues; even the statues created by the Fist of the Empire may not necessarily resemble the original image.

Ron was judging others by his own standards; his own icon was at least 80% beautified, reaching a flawless level from any angle.

Since Leon and Khan are far away and near the Exorcism Zone, they may not be able to reply to the private group chat so quickly.

However, given the current situation, the big guy should treat the other party as Dorne, regardless of whether he is Dorne or not, to avoid making an irreparable mistake.

For some important issues, it's necessary to overreact.

Even at the cost of some losses, we must prevent mistakes, because the consequences of misjudging may be unbearable.

Ron took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous.

He gave Xiaoling the following order:
"Immediately block the news, especially information about Peturabo and the area in question."

Do not let him see any information about these surveillance videos.

Furthermore, all signals emitted by the Iron Warrior's communication equipment must be intercepted, and they are warned not to inform on anything for the time being!

Before dealing with Dorne the stubborn mule himself, it's best not to let that arrogant freak, Perturabo, get involved.

To avoid escalating the conflict.

If the Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fist legions were to clash on Terra, things would get really interesting.

Even if I can eventually stop it by force, many people will die.

After Ron finished speaking, he turned to look at Zabok, the Dharma King of the Kalozasa dynasty.

His tone was quite serious:
"Relocate all the remnants of the Kalozasa dynasty here."

No matter what happens later, none of you are allowed to go outside, and no violent conflict is permitted!

If these living metal shells were to get caught in this situation, it would be even more troublesome.

Afterwards, he issued an emergency order to some units of the Imperial Fist, acting as both the father and godfather of the gene.

Tell them to come to the palace immediately.

Ron was still unaware of Dorn's stubborn attitude, and it was even more difficult for him to contact him.

The Imperial Fist and the enemy's offspring are the best buffer zone, enabling communication between the two sides.

That's a super stubborn Primarch, the kind who has a grudge against half of the Primarchs, and it's very likely that he has awakened the nature of the Warp.

They are among the most powerful warriors in the galaxy.

More importantly, this is the royal palace, and Dorne, that stubborn mule, is a master of defense and the builder of the palace's defense system.

Who knows if the other party has reserved any hidden access or privileges?

If a war breaks out and firepower platforms are mobilized to bombard each other, the losses could be enormous.

"Sigh, if I had known, I would have let Xiaoling take over the palace. It would have saved me a lot of trouble..."

Ron sighed.

He had not built the engine core of the mechanical goddess in the palace before, mainly because he was considering the Emperor's feelings.

Having already taken control of the empire, it would indeed be presumptuous of me to also have complete control over the palace of the retired emperor.

It's almost like putting a camera and a gun barrel on his head.

Although the emperor trusts him enough, it's still not a good thing.

Moreover, some of the veterans of the Imperial Guard were quite stubborn and unwilling to hand over all their defensive forces. Instead, they insisted on having the veteran soldiers of the Imperial Guard stationed in important areas and around the Golden Throne.

In other words, he could command them, but he could not interfere entirely with the security of the palace.

That was the only remaining mission the Imperial Guard had for the Emperor.

Based on these circumstances, Ron did not force the mechanical goddess to move in.

However, he has already decided that he will start moving forward with this matter afterward.

The mechanical goddess was stationed in the outer palace area to unify the new empire's defense system as much as possible.

To avoid being caught off guard in the future.

Ron led a squad of elite Imperial Guards and hurried toward the flying platform of the Gate of Judgment.

The surveillance system is still searching for traces of Dorn in order to locate him.

He just hoped that the stubborn donkey would arrive a little slower, so as to avoid running into the Iron Warrior or the Space Undead Alien.

In short, the best option now is to establish an interception network without revealing Dorne's identity.

Let's keep them outside the palace and resolve the issue properly.

Otherwise, if the other side enters the palace in a state of provocation, they will be able to take control of the firepower platform and cause a large-scale firefight.

"The Himalayas are so vast, we can't possibly run into them all by chance, can we?" Ron sighed as he boarded the luxurious dark gold assault ship.

However, the situation changed drastically as soon as he finished speaking.

Rumbling--

A barely perceptible rumble came from outside the palace.

Everyone else is numb.

The fact that we can hear sounds from here means that the Iron Warriors outside are fighting the intruders, and it's highly likely that it's related to Dorn.

The stubborn donkey appeared in the most sensitive area.

That was an extremely dangerous situation; the Steel Warriors' construction site involved hazardous subspace technology.

If critical facilities are damaged in the heat of battle, it could trigger spatial rifts, giving chaos demons the opportunity for a large-scale invasion.

It's like fighting monsters right at the palace gates or even inside the palace.

Wouldn't the Chaos Gods be overjoyed?!

Whoosh!
In the tense atmosphere, the luxurious dark gold assault ship flew away towards the outskirts of the palace, leaving only a blur.

Inside the ship's cabin, as Ron issued emergency orders, the roar outside grew even stronger.

You can still faintly sense the chaotic evil energy about to burst forth!
(End of this chapter)