Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 768 Savior: You Chaos Evil Gods, how much faith do you have to fight me?!
Waaagh!!

Those workers who received the Savior's blessing, with their green heads and green faces, possessed astonishing strength.

Moreover, they became more courageous with each battle.

"Long live the savior! Brother Luo is the strongest, cunning and fierce!"

Shouting words they themselves didn't understand, fearless, they wielded hammers and tools and began smashing things indiscriminately.

The plague demons and undead were smashed to pieces, their heads shattered by the immense force.

"How can this be?"

The Death Guard company commander was incredulous.

Even though he sought refuge with the Lord of Plague and witnessed the bizarre and incredible power of the Warp.

What he was seeing was a serious challenge to his worldview.

However, before the vanguard commander could react, a sharp pain shot through the back of his head.

He was ambushed and struck on the head with an alloy hammer.

"hateful!"

The Death Guard commander turned around, knocked the other man away, and discovered that he was a worker with a green head and green skin.

He simply couldn't understand how the other person had gotten behind him.

Moreover, even though the green-haired workers were crushed into the rubble, they did not suffer much harm.

He quickly got up and pounced on the other plague abominations.

Before the Death Guard company commander could recover from that incident, something even more astonishing happened.

A group of workers were engulfed in unnatural, crimson flames, shouting war cries of "King of Fear," "Slaughter," and "Blood."

What chaos!
This doesn't make sense! Could it be that they've been blessed by the blood god Khorne?!
He sensed something and turned to see another group of workers hiding in a corner, chanting forbidden incantations with strange expressions.

Then a strange chaotic subspace magic circle appeared, summoning many crimson demons that rushed towards this side.

In addition, some workers are using the Adalin's combat skills and psychic powers.

Their combat skills were so elegant, like a dance.

Something is wrong, something is so wrong!
"Hiss~
I think I gave too much, perhaps I overdid the blessing?

Ron watched this scene through the icon, feeling somewhat numb; this was something he hadn't expected.

After all, he had never performed such a large-scale high-level blessing before, so it was normal to go a little overboard.

They even unleashed other powers contained within the Hope Sun, resulting in the workers possessing heretical and monstrous blessed powers.

That's equivalent to a high-level blessing power being infused, working through the workers' bodies.

Moreover, due to the erosion of chaos, the solar system is highly connected to the subspace, further enhancing the manifestation of non-natural forces in reality.

It looks amazing.

Within the warp, the Chaos Gods were watching the Savior's every move.

The fact that this entity broke through the blockade was alarming, and they became alert and paid more attention.

However, the mighty worker, blessed by the Savior and possessing various powers, still silenced the Chaos Gods.

The powers of that savior and emperor were indeed quite varied.

Especially after they saw the Savior impersonate their power and bestow blessings, they immediately lost their composure, and the surrounding area became distorted.

"The savior clumsily imitated the power of slaughter, and was even smug about it!"

Khorne gritted his teeth, the bloodthirsty shadow of this god of war and slaughter swelling, filled with boundless rage.

The Savior is blatantly challenging His authority; it is utterly arrogant and shameless!
Not only Him, but other chaotic evil gods also felt anger to varying degrees.

The savior challenged all the chaotic evil gods equally, undermining them right in front of them.

Fortunately, Chaos seized the perfect opportunity this time. After dismantling the threat of the cursed, it will be the turn of the savior who is jumping around!
The Chaos Gods calmed down, and their gazes toward the Savior were filled with even more murderous intent.

No one can offend the authority of the gods or refuse their retribution, not even the cursed.

Without a doubt, chaos will win the final victory...

On the main defensive platform battlefield, the Death Guard company commander realized the intense crisis and the situation was becoming difficult.

However, despite the strength of the workers, the plague vanguard still holds a certain advantage.

It won't lead to a complete collapse.

Buzz!
At that moment, the furious roar of an engine came from behind.

The plague abominations suddenly discovered that the engineering vehicles were all flashing with electric arcs and were overloaded.

Their sound generators emitted epic binary hymns, praising the goddess of machinery and her great father of machinery.

All the machine spirits erupted, causing the machinery to operate beyond its capacity and even undergoing more mysterious changes.

Unending kinetic energy, firearms that never jam, and unlimited ammunition!

In an instant, the firepower of the Imperial Workers' Corps increased several times over, and their heavy vehicles rampaged across the battlefield.

They almost completely ignore the terrain and obstacles, crushing plague demons and undead under the control of the machine spirits.

Even the Nurgle beast was sent flying.

Especially those large excavators, their tracks were sparking, and their booms were swinging wildly, they were practically displaying the power of a Titan!

"My savior, how am I supposed to tell the children about this?"

Inside the Hercules excavator's cockpit, the workers unleashed their life's work, wreaking havoc on the plague demon's battlefield, even crushing several Death Guard warriors to death.

He was both excited and somewhat apprehensive and doubtful.

Are you going to tell the children that their father drove an excavator and wiped out the Plague Abomination's stronghold, and even killed the powerful traitorous demigod warrior?

This is inexplicable!
In short, it was blessed by the savior and the goddess of machinery, allowing the excavator's machine spirit to perform exceptionally well!

Inside the heavy engineering vehicle, the driver, who was smoking his last cigarette and waiting to die, suddenly found that his beloved vehicle had restarted.

This heavy engineering vehicle flipped itself over at an incredible angle using its tracks.

It has restarted.

The driver was stunned, and the cigarette in his mouth fell out, but he quickly recovered and continued to drive the heavy engineering vehicle at high speed.

He would continue his charge, to show the plague abominations that the Imperial workers were not to be trifled with!

"My dear father..."

The plague demons were filled with fear as they gazed at the approaching steel behemoths radiating mechanical power.

Knowing they could not withstand such power, they turned and began to run backward, trying to escape the terrible impact.

However, it was too late. The plague demons were quickly engulfed in the mechanical tracks and shredded into pieces.

At this moment, the pilot in the cockpit felt a jolt, as if he were going over a speed bump.

"Those who hate deserve to die!"

He seemed to have seen something, excitedly jerked the steering wheel, and then further increased the engine speed.

Full throttle!

???

The Death Guard commander had just escaped the clutches of the green-skinned workers when he turned around and saw the blinding headlights.

Bang!
The Plague Vanguard Commander was thrown directly by an unnatural heavy engineering vehicle and recognized the driver in the cab as the same one from before.

"Mortal, how dare you blaspheme the messenger of maggots?"

He was badly injured, and as he got up, he became even angrier, wanting to summon maggots to devour his opponent in the most painful way.

Before he could cast his spell, Oris surrounded them with the golden-glowing Will family guards.

Then they proceeded to give this plague-abominable leader a good beating.

The Death Guard commander struggled to hold off the enemy, feeling incredibly frustrated.

The mighty warriors blessed by the savior shattered the worldview of this plague vanguard commander.

He is the son of the Lord of Death and has received the favor of his merciful father, Nurgle, yet he is still inferior to a mortal blessed by the Savior?!
Not only him, but other plagues as well.

This is utterly absurd; a group of Imperial workers are chasing and beating up the Plague Abomination, using their Blessing Power to drive it back in defeat.

The blessings of the savior and the emperor were inexhaustible, giving the workers even more strength.

It made them unable to resist.

The Plague Beings realized that the Savior was also a powerful evil god in the Warp, and possessed unimaginable power.

It was beyond their ability to resist.

The chaotic beings' views on the savior have undergone a further change.

That was an inevitable outcome; the Savior, in order to save these workers, invested the power of faith without regard to cost.

It can also be considered an experiment to verify his own strength.

In this situation, the plague beings would normally need to go through numerous trials, hardships, or glorious victories to obtain the power of blessing.

The savior was handing out money like it was free, giving a portion to almost everyone who saw it.

The Safrao, kept by the Will family patrol, received a great blessing!

They swelled to several meters tall, their bodies wreathed in flames, and were frantically biting and gnawing at the rear ends of the Nurgle beasts and demons.

They were even more ferocious than mortal humans. "Father, this is not fair!" Such treatment infuriated the plague beings.

They fought for Nurgle for thousands of years, killing and corrupting countless lives, yet they never received his blessing.

Yet these lowly mortals, who don't even know combat skills, can receive such generous blessings?

Even humans and the dogs on the Savior's side received the blessing!
This completely breached the defenses of many plague beings, who betrayed humanity or threw themselves into chaos for power.

They discovered that the chaotic deity they worshipped did not favor its followers as much as the savior of humankind.

How ironic!
“Praise the Father!”

"Ah, those are the gazes from Nurgle Garden! The Plague Lord has looked over, so merciful!"

Even so, those affected by the plague have not completely given up hope.

They became excited again as they sensed the gaze of Nurgle, the benevolent father.

The Lord of Plague is finally going to favor these devout servants!
While the workers may have a savior to help them, behind the vanguard of the plague lies the supreme god of plague, the master of disease—

Damn it!

In any case, He is more powerful than the Savior.

"Humble mortals, you cannot stand against true divine power!"

The plague beings believe that if the merciful Lord of Plague casts his gaze upon them, he will surely bless them.

Not only that, other gods have also turned their attention to it, and may even unleash some of their power.

This change greatly boosted the morale of the frontline troops fighting the plague.

“Merciful Father, please bestow sevenfold blessings, so that plague and maggots may erode the Savior’s power…”

As the plague beings struggled to withstand the Imperial workers' army's attack, they also began to pray to the merciful Father Nurgle.

Maggots and rotten flies gathered together, praising the wicked Father.

They hoped to receive more blessings from the Lord of Plague, thereby destroying the workers who had been empowered by the Savior.

"If Nagued were to bestow a blessing upon us, things would get complicated..."

Ron sensed the changes in the warp and frowned slightly.

If Nurgle intervenes, he fears he won't be able to easily protect his loyal workers; they might be slaughtered.

But he did not sit idly by and wait for his doom. He used the hope of the sun to gather more faith and was ready to throw himself into it at any time.

within subspace.

Faced with the prayers of his followers, the Lord of Plague's once smiling face turned quite grim.

Believers are praying for His blessing and for the power of the plague to be sent down.

That's not just simple evil power, but a precious faith that touches the core of His power.

It cannot be given lightly.

"The savior is so foolish to project his faith power onto those mortals; he has violated the rules of the warp."

The Lord of Plague coughed up a mouthful of phlegm, and even he, who was usually good-tempered, was somewhat indignant.

Even generosity and care for believers should not be treated so recklessly.

How can such precious power of faith be wasted on the weak?!
These chaotic evil gods are like the most greedy slave owners, instinctively and endlessly seizing faith. While their power is immense, it also consumes a great deal of energy.

Moreover, they abhor loss and adhere to the principle that the weak are worthless, demanding double the return for any investment of faith.

The Chaos Gods only bless their chosen believers, bestowing the power of faith upon those who have truly passed the test.

Only in that way can one receive more rewards from faith.

Simply put, it was that savior, the emperor of the empire, who destroyed the environment of the warp, something even the cursed wouldn't do!

The prayers of the plague beings embarrassed the merciful Father Nurgle, who did not wish to invest his precious faith.

Every bit of faith is incredibly precious.

That would lead to more losses for Him, and He might even fall behind other evil gods and fall behind.

But ignoring it would mean that He, the Lord of Plague, had lost the battle of faith with the Savior.

The Plague Lord hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the other Chaos Gods, his meaning quite clear.

It's about everyone pooling their resources and collectively contributing their faith to dismantle the savior's arrogant attitude.

"The weak do not deserve the power of faith; it will only lead us to weakness!"

Khorne's blood shadow vanished first, turning his gaze to other battlefields. He disdained to grant the Plague Vanguard the power of faith; it would be a waste.

Afterwards, the phantoms of the Lord of Change and the Lord of Pleasure also silently disappeared, no longer paying attention to this area.

It's obvious they don't want to contribute.

Anyway, this is the battlefield under the control of the Plague Lord, and the ones who die are the Plague Demons, so it has nothing to do with them.

Moreover, even if the entire plague vanguard force were wiped out, it would not affect the course of the war.

That was just one of dozens of lines of defense, and it would inevitably be breached, so it wouldn't cause any major harm.

The phantom of the benevolent father Nurgle stood there with his rotting belly, his face even more grim, and even the Nurgle spirits around him dared not utter a sound.

After some thought, He decided to bestow some blessings upon the beings of the plague.

This Plague Lord was far more generous than the other Chaos Gods.

However, before He could make any move, He sensed the fluctuations coming from the Savior's side.

He turned his head to look.

The savior has gathered more faith and seems to want to wage a war of faith against himself.

He seemed to be provoking Him with apprehension, trying to provoke His anger.

"Why did it have to come to this?" The benevolent father's green face turned black, and he stingily withdrew his faith that he wanted to bestow blessings, his figure disappearing in a sorry state.

Unless the Chaos Gods are desperate, they will not mobilize a large amount of faith power to participate in the battle.

It is not worthwhile to pour so much faith into this small battlefield.

In short, His power of faith was not as abundant as that of the Savior, who could use it without restraint.

"Tch, you bunch of chaotic paupers, you think you can compete with me on faith?"

Ron happily withdrew the gathered power of faith and casually bestowed another blessing upon the workers.

Anyway, he doesn't want to become a god, so he can use these faith powers however he wants; accumulating too many will only cause trouble.

What if, like the Emperor, one accumulates too much faith energy that one can never exhaust? Wouldn't that be utterly disastrous?!
On the main defense platform battlefield.

"Father!"

"No, we have lost His favor!"

The Plague Vanguard fell into utter despair after discovering that Father Nurgle had left and abandoned them.

Soon, with the help of the Savior's blessing, Oris and the others killed the Plague Vanguard Commander, the Maggot Messenger, and crushed the Plague Vanguard force.

Even so, this scion of the Will family, while excited, still faced the pressure of death.

They had only defeated the vanguard of the plague; the real plague army had not yet launched its attack.

Any one of those massive, corrupting void whales could pose a deadly danger to them.

However, not long after, Oris received a new communication.

Praise be to the Savior!

He was incredibly excited and announced to everyone:

"The Savior has saved us. A convoy of ships sent by Holy Terra has come to our aid, and we are asked to evacuate from here. We will live on with honor!"

Oris then activated the self-destruct mechanism and quickly evacuated with the people, boarding a transport ship.

The Great Savior will send down holy light to guide the transport fleet back into the defenses of Holy Terra, preventing the ships from being disturbed by the chaotic airspace.

The transport fleet picked up Oris and his men and retreated into the Terra defenses at top speed.

The main defense platform behind them, the demolition site of the Arat Wall, was completely destroyed.

However, amidst the destructive explosion and flames, one after another, hideous, corrupting void whales emerged, swimming and chasing after them.

Oris and the others watched as the rotting behemoth pursued them, and terrifying darkness rolled in.

That was the real plague army, so vast and unstoppable that it could destroy this small transport fleet at any moment.

"Unforgivable! Catch them! Destroy them!"

On the head of the Corrupted Void Whale, Mortalian's face turned even greener, and he ordered the plague army to give chase.

He could not bear to see these lowly mortals who had humiliated the Death Guard continue to live.

boo~
In a daze, the plague army crossed some kind of black stone interference barrier, and the original airspace revealed a new scene.

???

Mortalian looked toward the direction of Holy Terra and was struck dumb, trembling all over.

He saw Terra's true defensive line, which was so shocking and incomprehensible.

The death lord issued the order in a trembling voice, almost roaring:

"Stop the pursuit!"

(End of this chapter)