Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 767 Chaos Gods: The Savior's Blessing, Why Is It So Strange?!
The changes to the Savior statue made the Death Guard Captain and other plague beings extremely wary, and they subconsciously took a few steps back.

A flicker of fear crossed their eyes, lest the massive statue, which contained deadly weapons, suddenly stand up.

Judging from the force field and relic-level weapons mounted on the statue, the savior and emperor of the empire was capable of transforming the statue into a high-level Titan.

"defense!"

The Death Guard commander acted decisively, issuing a defensive order and hiding behind the Plague Engine to observe the situation.

Following the orders of this vanguard commander, one chaotic veil after another rose on the plague front, and putrid vine shield walls grew.

"Ah, the savior has answered the prayers of his loyal subjects. The Will family has not lost its favor; we have received the support of that being..."

"Could this be the legendary Titan Icon?"

"We have been saved!"

Not only was there a plague, but imperial commanders and workers like Oris were also gazing up at the icon of the Savior.

They were so devout.

People hoped that the savior would perform a miracle, that the statue would come to life, and save all the imperial people from this brutal battlefield.

For a moment, the entire battlefield came to a brief standstill, especially the area around the statue of the Savior.

Whether it was the plague or the Empire's worker-military forces, everyone was watching the changes to that enormous holy statue.

However, in everyone's sight, the enormous statue trembled slightly before falling silent.

Even the gentle golden light emanating from its body, the hallmark of a savior, had faded, as if the gaze of that being had already drifted away.

He no longer cared for this suffering region and its people.

"Savior!"
Are we not devout enough, or has the Will family's behavior involved infidelity?

Oris gazed up at the cold, still statue, a flicker of despair crossing his face.

Even now, he doesn't feel that the saviors abandoned him, but rather that they didn't deserve that kind of salvation.

That must be because the Will family and the workers didn't do enough; they were cowardly in the battle just now, which led to their constant retreat.

"My Lord, we can no longer retreat."

Such behavior would desecrate the last vestiges of the Will family's purity and honor..."

The old steward looked at Oris, his aged face showing increasing pain, but his tone remained firm.

The Will family had recently promised the savior and the workers that they would fight to the last.

However, their defenses crumbled shortly after the start of the war, and they could only retreat with their workers, achieving very little success.

Rather than retreating to a dead end and dying in humiliation, it is better to launch a final collective charge, inflicting as many casualties as possible on the enemy and drawing in more enemies.

Finally, detonate the entire main defense platform to inflict more damage on the plague army, thus contributing to the defense of Holy Terra.

Instead of dying in vain and becoming living corpses to attack their own people.

“You’re right. I wasn’t firm enough in my previous command, which allowed the plague to grow even more rampant.”

Oris took a deep breath, his body trembling slightly, admitting that he had not been decisive enough in the battle.

The Will family heir had dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot eyes, clearly indicating that he was under considerable mental pressure.

A plague-like virus of thought was constantly eroding his spirit.

“You have done very well. The Will family will be proud of you,” the chief officer said sincerely, looking at Oris.

This commander-in-chief was not a high-ranking imperial commander after all, and he was facing the elite troops of Chaos, who were also constantly being corrupted by his spirit.

The fact that the other party has been able to persevere under immense pressure until now is already extremely commendable and courageous.

The head steward bowed.

His tone was more solemn than ever before, without any regret:

"Lord Oris Will, we await your final orders. I am honored to fight you to the very end as a veteran!"

"To live up to the blood of my family..."

Oris turned to look at the Will family's honor banner not far away and said softly.

He made a decision, his tone growing increasingly firm:
"Gather all forces, bring all high explosive weapons, and we will launch a final assault on the heretics and the plague abominations!"

This scion of the Will family has decided to launch a suicidal attack and has secretly arranged for a team to operate the main defense platform.

Regardless of the outcome of their charge, the main defense platform will be overloaded and rush towards the plague army, then completely explode!
Afterwards, the guards and workers also received the final instructions, and while they were saddened, they were also filled with a sense of determination.

They loaded themselves with ammunition, armed themselves with powerful explosives, and prepared to perish together with the plague abominations.

Some workers boarded the engineering vehicles.

This was the last time they would drive the construction machinery they relied on for survival—whether forklifts, excavators, or drilling rigs—but this time they weren't doing construction work; they were going to destroy the enemy of the Empire.

"Ha, damn it, this time we're going to use our best skills."

“Our excellent drivers from Charaton Second Technical School are not necessarily worse than those from your Otlama Technical College!”

"The great savior will surely see my loyalty!"

As the drivers faced the final charge, a sense of fear mixed with a touch of heroism arose within them.

The New Empire's long-term education had long since made them less afraid of aliens and heretics, and no longer regard them as invincible enemies.

They will become heroes!
Rumbling--

The Imperial militia seized the opportunity presented by the opposing defenses and unleashed almost all their firepower on the plague-stricken positions.

"charge!"

Oris was at the very front of the procession, surrounded by elite guards.

He ignited the power sword and swung it forward with a sudden thrust.

Afterwards, this scion of the Will family led his troops into the final battle, holding nothing back.

This is a battle we are destined to die in.

All they could do was kill a few more demons to show their loyalty to the savior!

"That savior's tricks are probably limited to this; he can only create some harmless illusions and play tricks."

When the Death Guard commander saw the light of the Savior statue go out and fall into calm, his fear vanished without a trace.

He chuckled to himself, realizing he had been overly cautious, actually thinking that this broken stone statue could move like a Titan.
Unlike the Chaos Gods or the False Emperor, the Savior does not have enough power to interfere with the real world and thus create unnatural power attacks.

The prestige he once possessed was perhaps merely a facade, a pretense of authority achieved by borrowing the power of a false emperor.

Now that the false emperor's power is being interfered with by the artifacts on New Dragon Forest Star, making it difficult to use, the savior has been exposed and is helpless.

So much so that he couldn't even help these human believers in front of him, and could only watch them die.

"Ah, how pathetic."

The Savior has abandoned you and cannot save anyone; he fears the plague power of Nurgle the merciful father and dares not even show himself.”

The vanguard commander emerged from behind the bunker and, through the mouths of maggots, relentlessly mocked the savior.

His detestable voice echoed across the battlefield: "Perhaps your so-called savior, your so-called emperor, is hiding in some corner, trembling with fear..."

As they spoke, the Death Guard Company Commander manipulated maggots and plague beasts to splash filthy vomit and excrement onto the statue of the Savior.

To blaspheme the savior and the faith of the empire.

That's pretty much standard practice for heretics; whenever they arrive at a church area, they desecrate the icons there.

To create more despair.

To the Death Guard commander's surprise, such blasphemy did not affect the workers' army before him.

On the contrary, the other side seemed even angrier, unlike the imperial people in the past.

However, the vanguard commander didn't care.

The workers' army was nothing but a death throes, meaningless and only accelerating their decay and destruction by the plague.

As things stand, by the time the fifth bell tolls, the Plague Vanguard will be able to kill everyone in this position.

Complete the orders given by the Death Lord more quickly.

The Death Guard company commander picked up his heavy hammer, ignited the force field, and a strong stench spread out.

He strode forward to meet the charging enemy, ready to wreak havoc!
bang——

The vanguard commander smashed the heavy engineering vehicle with a single blow, causing the machine to visibly decay. "Die, Abomination!"

The driver in the vehicle ignored his own injuries and stared at the Plague Abomination Commander in front of him, speaking fiercely.

"what?"

This humiliated the Death Guard captain; he never expected that a lowly mortal would dare to threaten him like this!

"Traitor to the Empire, I told you to die, and my life would have been worth it."

The driver took a deep drag on his Loyalty cigarette, looking completely relieved. The explosive device in the cockpit was flashing rapidly, clearly activated.

That would detonate the molten metal bomb on the engineering vehicle, covering the entire surrounding area.

The flashing warning lights are like a death knell!
The Death Guard company commander stared at the warning light, his pupils shrinking instantly. The speed at which electromagnetic signals were transmitted was something that no attack could stop.

However, after the electromagnetic signal was transmitted, nothing happened.

"My savior, what's going on?" The driver was stunned and incredulous.

He had clearly successfully activated the molten bomb on the vehicle!
"Ha, what a foolish struggle."

A hint of mockery flashed across the Death Guard company commander's face; his earlier tension was merely an act.

"Nothing can hide from maggots and germs. Your plan is utterly flawed and will not work at all."

As these Imperial worker units charged, the vanguard commander discovered a large number of explosive bombs and preemptively used maggot spells to corrode and destroy the relevant transmission lines.

This prevented the explosive bombs from detonating.

The workers' struggles were futile and did not inflict any effective damage on the plague troops.

Their charge was halted.

“You cannot refuse the plague, nor can you refuse the love of a loving father.”

Just like your savior, who could only tremble and be powerless under the oppression of the gods!

The Death Guard commander, gazing at the desperate workers before him, raised his heavy hammer high, summoning forth even more maggots.

Numerous maggots burrowed into the workers' bodies, causing them to develop fevers, become weak, and collapse to the ground convulsing during the epidemic.

"Come, enjoy the blessing of the seven plagues, accept your swollen bodies and flowing bile."

You will follow in the footsteps of the Death Lord to Terra and corrupt everything there!

The Death Guard commander shouted as he unleashed his carefully crafted plague, shattering the workers' resistance.

However, the next moment, the dazzling golden light emanating from the statue of the Savior once again attracted his attention.

what? !

The vanguard commander was somewhat confused. Was the savior up to his old trick of creating illusions again?

"What is this guy mumbling about? He has so many lines. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was some important person..."

Inside the statue of the Savior, Ron's phantom looked down at the battlefield from the statue's perspective and couldn't help but make a comment.

I had recently felt the call of the workers and believers to project the power of the sun of hope onto this battlefield area.

He wanted to bestow a wide-ranging blessing, like the Chaos Gods, to save these loyal workers, especially the descendants of the Will family.

Subdimensional deities and believers complement each other.

Since believers genuinely worship the sun of hope, they must step up at crucial moments; otherwise, their faith will gradually weaken and they will become unloved.

For example, the Emperor supports the Empire at all times, guiding warp routes and bestowing miracles.

In this situation, no matter how much he denies it, he cannot stop believers from having faith in him, unless the holy sun is completely extinguished.

But it is clear that the Emperor has long been unable to control the behavior of the sacred sun; it simply operates on its own under the influence of faith.

That is one of the reasons why the Chaos Gods were so desperate to expand their territory and followers.

They acted for power and were driven by faith, unable to resist the temptation of faith.

Unfortunately, shortly after Ron arrived, he was affected by the power of the Chaos Gods and his connection to the faith was severed by a warp storm.

Even his cursed legion was entangled by a large number of demons and was unable to teleport to this area.

In order to besiege Holy Terra, the Chaos Gods established numerous blockades, both in the solar system and in the warp.

Fortunately, he hoped the sun was strong enough to be effective in both areas.

Ron quickly hacked the relevant faith pathways and infiltrated through the faith connection on the Chaos side.

They then returned to the image of the Savior to exercise his power of blessing.

"How should we bestow blessings collectively? Should it be like this, like this, or like that?"

Ron looked at the situation on the battlefield with great anxiety.

He manipulated the faith circuit of the Hope Sun, working up a sweat as he diligently learned from the Chaos Gods.

Unfortunately, I've only recently advanced to a higher dimension and am not yet proficient in using large-scale blessings.

It's like being forced into something you're not meant to do.

This is a special case. Under normal circumstances, there would be no need for any blessings. Just send in a large force to support and bombard the area with artillery fire.

The so-called large-scale blessing is nothing more than a temporary way for the warp gods to boost their combat power.

It wasn't easy for the Chaos Gods to transport the demonic forces to the galaxy, so they naturally had to use them sparingly, blessing the enemy at crucial moments to turn the tide of battle.

"Finally fixed, it's barely usable!"

After Ron figured out the structure of the faith circuit, he felt relieved and wiped the sweat from his forehead in the air.

Of course, all of this is based on the hope that adjustments will be made inside the sun, and the actual time spent is negligible.

He then consumed a large amount of faith and projected his blessed power across the entire battlefield.

To be on the safe side, he also cast in a considerable amount of blessing power.

"Hiss~
It seems like I've overdone it, and mixed in quite a few impurities. Hopefully, there won't be any problems.

Ron looked at the blessing power he had cast, still feeling somewhat uneasy.

Regardless, he had invested a considerable sum of money to save these devout and courageous believers.

In times of despair, the light of the Savior arrived.

In an instant, the plague virus on the bodies of many devout guards and workers on the battlefield dissipated and their wounds healed.

Some people even had golden rays of hope emanating from their bodies, and some even had illusory wings on their backs.

Full special effects, +15 to all attributes!

The world's sovereign power, aside from everything else, always delivers top-notch special effects, and its grandeur is never inferior.

Such a miracle filled people with immense piety and excitement; the great savior had not abandoned them, but had instead bestowed power upon them!
"Praise be to the Savior, that being who has looked upon us..."

Oris was radiant with light, trembling with excitement. It was as if an endless stream of power was surging from the depths of his body, and the illusory iron halo behind him shone brightly.

He picked up Kuku's golden power sword and pointed it at the demons:

"For the savior!"

This descendant of the Will family led his warriors in another charge, so powerful that even the plague beings were wary of him.

“My benevolent father, could it be that the false emperor has manifested his spirit?”
No, this is the power of that savior, the emperor of the empire!

The Death Guard company commander stared at the soldiers and workers rushing towards him with special effects on full display, his eyes filled with confusion.

Even the blessing bestowed upon them by the merciful Father Nurgle, the Death Guard, did not possess such power.

"Waaagh!"

Suddenly, a burly worker roared, startling the Death Guard commander.

???

He turned his head to look, and his body felt a little numb.

The burly worker, who was somewhat green, charged into the ranks of the plague demons with a hammer and began smashing them.

So ferocious!

The plague beings stared in disbelief at this scene, wondering, "Where did this come from? Is this even human?!"
(End of this chapter)