Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 758 Roger Dorn: Don't worry, big brother, I can withstand even another siege of Terra!

Cardo Diego held his breath, his body tensing involuntarily.

Not only him, but the other Grey Knights were the same.

The savior's desecration of the emperor's remains made the atmosphere in the throne room tense.

“Savior, cease your blasphemous acts…”

The Supreme Teacher forced these words out of his throat as a warning.

The Emperor has fallen into slumber once more, and now only the Grey Knights can protect the remains of the Lord of Mankind.

They were even prepared for battle, subtly adopting a demon-hunting formation to facilitate channeling their power into the Supreme Grand Master.

The Grey Knights knew the Savior's power; only in this way could they contend with that being.

No matter how powerful the savior is, he absolutely cannot resist more than twenty high-ranking gray knights!
Before the demon-hunting formation was even complete, Cardo Diego discovered that the savior had vanished from the throne platform.

That was a higher-level psionic teleportation, so fast that everything happened in the blink of an eye!
The projection of that being's soul had not yet left the throne room, which suggests that the target of the teleportation must be the Grey Knight.

"The Savior is about to launch an attack!"

Without hesitation, Cardo Diego immediately released all his psionic senses, trying to find the node where the Savior was teleported.

hum!
Realizing something, he turned around abruptly, only to be greeted by dazzling golden psionic energy.

A being resembling an emperor, clad in gleaming golden armor, emerged from the void and stood before him.

The two sides were so close that a sense of threat was palpable!

"Your Majesty!"

After Cardo Diego turned to face the savior, the other high-ranking grey knights finally realized what was happening.

They turned around and found the figure of the savior, focusing their gaze on that being, and were utterly shocked.

So much so that the arcs of psionic energy on his body trembled slightly.

The savior used his psychic power to break into the Grey Knights' demon-hunting formation, heading straight for the Supreme Grand Master at its core.

At such close range, they didn't even have time to provide support.

It's sizzling!

Faced with the threat of the savior, Cardo Diego's hair stood on end, and his silvery-white psionic energy exploded.

In an instant, the power field of the legendary weapon Titan's Sword also lit up.

With the help of his spiritual power, he drew his sword in milliseconds, attempting to launch a counterattack!

However, before Cardo Diego could launch his attack, he encountered heavy resistance and found himself unable to lift his sword.

A large hand crackling with psionic arcs suddenly appeared, pressing down on his sword-wielding hand and pushing the Titan's Sword back down.

"Young man, don't be so nervous." Ron appeared in front of the Supreme Instructor with a leisurely stroll and gently pressed down on the other's hand that was about to draw his sword.

It felt as if a thousand tons of force had pressed down on it, causing the sword blade to plunge back into the ground, and the spiritual energy within it locked onto the opponent.

"How...how is this possible!" Cardo Diego felt the overwhelming force rushing towards him, and his body trembled slightly.

His battle-hardened body instinctively issued a warning.

The golden figure before him was almost the most threatening being he had ever encountered, far surpassing any warrior or demon.

Even when he faced the corrupted Primarch Mortalian, he did not experience such terrifying pressure.

Cardo Diego knew he couldn't confront the savior head-on, so his only option was to keep his distance and fight using the enhanced spell array.

However, before he could even make a move to dodge, his psychic senses began to issue frantic warnings, and he vaguely saw a terrifying illusion.

That's what's about to happen.

His dodge will fail, and the savior's terrifying fist, crackling with golden electricity, will slam heavily into his face.

It's so terrible.

This is the psychic power possessed by the High Master, which allows him to detect the enemy's possible movements and help him gain more advantages in battle.

Or perhaps it was the combat instinct of a legendary warrior and a high-level psionicist.

Cardo Diego did not hesitate at all.

He abruptly ended his dodge and then suddenly raised his hand to shield his face in preparation for the heavy blow to come.

To the other Grey Knights, these actions appeared as if the Supreme Master, facing the Savior, not only failed to raise his sword but also nervously raised his hand to protect his head.

He seemed afraid of getting beaten up.

In fact, this Supreme Master and the Savior have already had several rounds of battles and confrontations.

The battles of high-level beings are so complex that every action has a purpose.

Any mistake could cause one to lose their rhythm in battle, thus falling into a disadvantageous position or even facing a fatal threat.

"Oops!"

Cardo Diego raised his hand to block, but the expected attack did not come.

He realized he had made a mistake, but he was unable to adjust it; the weakness in his defense had been exposed.

That's a fatal weakness!
There was nothing he could do; Ron had already anticipated the Supreme Master's prediction.

But he didn't attack further; instead, he stuffed something into the other person's arms.

He then expressed his views via psychic communication:

"Don't be afraid, it's just a misunderstanding. You're not a heretic or rebel, I won't do anything to you."

Ron didn't really intend to attack the Grey Knights; he was just trying to intimidate these proud warriors.

Facilitates future management.

These grey knights dared to disregard his decree, planning a surprise attack on the palace, and even drew their swords right in front of him.

I don’t even want to think about what these guys will do in the future.
In this situation, appropriate warnings and deterrence are still necessary, and at least so far, they seem to be working well.

The Grey Knights were all intimidated and became much more obedient.

Without this sudden shock, it would have been a bit troublesome if these guys had used spell arrays to fight him.

Especially the Supreme Mentor of the Grey Knights before him.

That guy's strength is almost on par with the Primarch, and when combined with the warp magic of the high-ranking Grey Knights, he can inflict considerable damage.

It's enough to deal with some weak Fallen Primarchs.

Of course, there is still a considerable gap between them and myself. I am the strongest human warrior under the emperor, and that's not just talk.

Even if the emperor were alive, his fists wouldn't be to be trifled with, and whether he could win was uncertain, as there were too many other factors at play.

Moreover, the true strength of this savior lies in ganging up on others.

After realizing that the Savior meant no harm, Cardo Diego stopped his further counterattack.

A cold sweat broke out on his body, as if he had survived a disaster.

If that being were to launch an attack, I would likely be seriously injured, and even with the assistance of the Grey Knights, I might not be able to win.

More importantly, he could no longer fight, because what the savior had placed in his arms... was the rib of the Lord of Mankind.

If I were to destroy the remains of the Lord of Mankind in battle, that sacred object that protects humanity, it would be an unforgivable sin!
Cardo Diego felt a little numb after discovering that he was holding the skeleton of the Lord of Mankind.

He held the skeleton carefully, unsure of what to do, afraid that he might desecrate the sacred object.

Ron took control of the situation and began to calm the other party down:

"It's alright, the Emperor won't blame you. Lord Macado's remains have burned to ashes, and the Grey Knights need a new medium to cast spells."

This is a better, more sacred relic skeleton, capable of casting spells.

The Emperor's remains are considered the best psionic medium in the galaxy, several times better than Makado's remains.

It is extremely powerful.

Unlike other beings in the Empire, Ron was not bound by so-called faith or worship.

It emphasizes pragmatism.

Not to mention the remains of emperors, even his own remains would be dug up and used.

Even if he were to die by accident one day, he would leave a will, instructing humans to use their own bones to forge weapons to fight against the Chaos Demons.

To make the most of one's remaining energy.

In short, with such high-quality remains of the Emperor sitting there, there's no harm in using them.

Moreover, if the emperor were to turn evil, these remains would also be corroded.

That would be such a waste?
It's better to prepare more in advance, just in case.

Seeing that Cardo Diego and the others were still worried and hesitant, Ron raised his hand and patted them on the shoulder: "This is a necessary preparation for carrying out the Edict of the End, and also a gift bestowed upon you by the Emperor."

Such a sacred blessing, are you going to refuse it?

He said he was about to take away that emperor's rib:
“If you refuse this gift, then I can only entrust it to a think tank that is more deserving of this honor.”

The Empire isn't limited to the Grey Knights possessing psionic power; it can also draw upon its own forces from various chapters to form a psionic army.

Although they are not as good as the Grey Knights in terms of individual quality, they are not far behind when equipped with special weapons.

In any case, as the emperor of this empire, he would never allow any armed forces within the empire's system to disobey his orders.

That could lead to too many unexpected changes.

After all, many of the Empire's incredible actions were caused by disagreements among its various legions and warbands.

If the Grey Knights don't know their place, they will likely be gradually split up and marginalized, leaving those who do know their place to bear this responsibility.

For example, the Seventh Brotherhood.

“Your Excellency, we… will not refuse the grace of the Lord of Humanity.”

Upon hearing this, Cardo Diego and the others immediately tensed up, with the Grey Knight Supreme Grand Mentor clutching the sacred object even tighter.

They wanted to preserve the remains of the Lord of Mankind, rather than let other imperial armies claim that honor.

Moreover, the Grey Knights do indeed need new relics to worship and to cast large-scale spell arrays in the future.

That is the foundation of their existence, distinguishing them from other imperial armed forces.

"That's good."

Ron nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the Supreme Grand Master and asked with concern, "Is this enough? If not, I'll go and break off some more?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the skeleton on the golden throne seemed to realize something, bursting out with arcs of psionic energy, some kind of energy poised to be unleashed.

"Enough is enough!"

Cardo Diego turned pale and quickly replied, his voice trembling like a sieve.

That was a warning from the Emperor.

"That's enough. In the future, if you Grey Knights need anything, just report to me directly."

“I will help you carry out the Final Edict,” Ron said.

The right to interpret the final edict lies with him; he has the authority to decide when to curb or arrest emperors at risk of corruption.

"Let's go to Titan now; we still have some things to adjust."

Ron's tone left no room for argument, and after he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

The Grey Knight Grand Mentors did not follow; they looked at each other, then at Cardo Diego.

The Grey Knights have operated independently for millennia, possessing authority comparable to the Imperial Guard, and can be said to do as they please.

Now that they are suddenly subject to the control of other beings, they are all somewhat unaccustomed to it.

"Your Majesty, Savior, please wait a moment, I have something to report to you..."

Without hesitation, Cowen jogged after him.

……

Titan.

The Savior's transport fleet continuously delivered supplies to the surface of this special planet.

New ships are arriving, bringing with them more personnel from the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Ministry of Political Affairs.

The new empire's departments officially moved to Titan, ending the planet's long history of independent operation.

It will be connected to the psionic network and, like other planets, will be subject to the jurisdiction of the central government.

That was the savior's command, and no one dared to stop it.

Inside the Pure Hall, the remains of the Lord of Mankind have been enshrined in a secret chamber, gleaming under the candlelight.

A small banquet was being held in the hall, with a dazzling array of food and wine on the stone table, and the high-ranking Grey Knights were seated.

They all looked rather grim, still not fully accepting the fact that the Grey Knights had lost their autonomy.

The Savior's control over Titan and the Grey Knights is far more severe than imagined.

Ron sat on the central stone throne, sensing the somewhat somber atmosphere in the hall.

He didn't say much, but gently raised his glass:

"This is a significant transformation for the Grey Knights, signifying that you will achieve greater development and be better able to fulfill your innate mission."

"You're right, this is a good thing!"

In the ensuing silence, Cowen was the first to raise his glass of red wine in response to the savior, and then downed it in one gulp.

The Seventh Brotherhood's Grand Master raised a glass first, echoing the Emperor's words.

He now knows who the real leader of the Grey Knights is, and that the other party also possesses the Decree of the End.

In order to make progress, one must keep up with the pace of others, which is also in order to better fulfill the mission of the Grey Knight.

As for the brothers saying they're a bit of a sycophant, so what?

Other beings want to lick it but don't have the chance yet.

Half of the supplies and equipment His Majesty the Savior brought to Titan this time belonged to the Seventh Brotherhood.

There's also the latest powerful hellish weapon capable of blasting away an entire Lord-level Chaos Realm!

Which Grey Knight or Demon Hunter wouldn't want such weaponry?

Just thinking about these things made Coven extremely excited. He couldn't wait to rush to the Chaos Subspace and test the power of the new weapon.

If he could get all this just by licking, he would lick as much as he could, so that the Seventh Brotherhood would be far ahead in the demon hunting.

With such favor, what's wrong with flattering the savior?
loyalty!

Cowen raised another glass, praising the savior.

"Coven is a loyal Emperor Demon Hunter, not bad!" Ron nodded in satisfaction.

His gaze then swept over the other beings, displaying considerable authority.

Wherever Ron's gaze fell, the high-ranking Grey Knights all raised their glasses, daring not to disobey too much.

Including Cardo Diego.

Some even raised two cups in a row; they belonged to the faction of the Grey Knights that leaned more towards the savior.

They also wanted to improve and obtain powerful hellish weapons like those of the Seventh Brotherhood.

Before this savior, the emperor of the empire, even the Grand Master and Supreme Grand Master of the Grey Knights had to stand up and offer a toast.

It can be said that both the guests and the hosts were delighted.

Not long after, Ron cheerfully exchanged a few pleasantries with the Grey Knights before taking his leave.

But after he turned around, his face darkened with barely suppressed gloom.

problem occurs!
The experiment to restore the Golden Throne facility failed completely, and the desired results were not achieved.

What's more troublesome is that even if the throne is temporarily repaired by the emperor, it is only a temporary continuation, lasting at most three months.

That means the empire's most crucial countermeasures have failed, and three months from now will be the moment of total collapse!
"What else do you need? Do you have any solutions?"

Ron took a deep breath, keeping his tone calm, and asked the Black Machine Sage, Caul.

"We need more advanced technology, especially advanced technology related to humanity. Fortunately, we have obtained a clue to solve the problem."

Caul became unusually serious, clearly aware of the gravity of the situation:
"The Mechanicus has detected the Eternal Soul in the warp. If we can get our hands on that ship and its perfect technology from the Golden Age, we'll succeed."

Perhaps there will be another opportunity to conduct the experiment.

“Okay, I’ll go and bring it back myself,” Ron said.

He searched for that special ship from the dark age of human technology—the Eternal Soul—for over a hundred years.

Now that its trail has finally been caught, and this special ship can save the current crisis, isn't that a stroke of luck?
Perhaps this is fate's favor upon humanity!
Ron decided to go to the Warp himself to deal with the Eternal Soul, as only he could contain that cunning void ship in the Warp.

As for how to deal with the mechanical spirits on the ship, that's up to his own daughter, the mechanical goddess Xiao Ling.

Soon, Ron arrived at Lionsgate Airport and met with Roger Dorn, the Vigilant and the commander-in-chief of the Terran forces.

He explained the current situation to his brother and asked him to protect the solar system, especially Holy Terra, while he was in the warp.

Roger Dorn was quite confident, his gaze firm: "Brother, I will not allow Father to be threatened in any way."

No matter how many heretics and aliens come, even if there's another siege of Terra, I will hold the line and not yield an inch!

(End of this chapter)