Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 784 Roger Dorn: Tears welling up, pure numbers, is this the sense of security my older brother gives me?!

"By God the Savior, this battle is extremely difficult."

Taco slowly raised his head and looked into Roger Dorn's eyes: "You need to be armed, more armed..."

"indeed so."

Roger Dorn nodded slightly, his expression resolute: "Take me to arm myself. I will fight to the very end, until the Savior returns to Holy Terra."

A few hours ago, the savior, that big brother, sent a psychic message that he would soon return to the solar system with Guilliman.

Other loyal Primarch brothers are also on their way.

But before that, he must lead the Imperial elite alone to stop Horus, the Fallen Primarch, and all the Chaos Archdemons.

That was a battle that could not be lost, otherwise, once the dark rift pierced through the palace, Horus and the other traitors would arrive directly at the throne room.

Everything will be beyond repair.

Whether it was Roger Dorn or the other Imperial elites who participated in this battle, they were all determined to die on the battlefield!

"May the light of salvation protect you." Tako performed another blessing gesture.

He quickly led the Lord of the Mountain Formation to the Redemption Armory.

This area was the savior's private armory and also the empire's most advanced weapons storage area.

It stores the personal armaments of many saviors and is equipped with the latest weaponry.

As soon as Roger Dorn arrived at the Redemption Arsenal, more elite warriors followed.

The new empire desperately needs to utilize any available power.

They were all at the level of battle captains, possessing extensive combat skills, and had been urgently granted the authority to use the Savior's Armaments.

As solemn mechanical hymns resounded, one heavy gate after another rose, and the rich scent of holy oil filled the air.

A golden light emanated from within, so sacred and dazzling.

Roger Dorn was the first to enter the Redemption Arsenal, his tall figure disappearing into the golden light curtain.

After that, the empire's elite troops also entered it one after another.

"Savior!"

Under the dazzling golden light, Ansermor gazed at the dazzling array of legendary weapons in the armory, his whole body trembling slightly.

As a former warrior of redemption, he was even allowed to enter the Arsenal of Redemption. What loyalty and honor that must have been!

Many of the armed forces here represent the legends of a former empire or possess special power.

There is also a large amount of new equipment used by the savior himself.

Even just looking at them, one can feel their immense power, which can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the wearer.

And they will soon be able to command these weapons to protect the emperor and fight for the savior.

I would die nine times over without regret!
"Lord Ansermor, please follow me to the armed forces."

At that moment, a servo machine flew over, scanned and confirmed the identity of the high-ranking warrior.

It possesses the warrior's combat and training data, as well as weapon usage habits, and has already selected the most suitable weapons and armor for the opponent in advance for this battle.

That way, the enemy can be armed at the fastest speed.

As Ansemol headed to the dressing station, more elite warriors, guided by servo mechanisms, also proceeded to their respective areas to arm themselves.

At this moment, under the light of the Holy Light, Roger Dorn arrived at the deepest part of the Arsenal of Redemption.

A senior mechanical engineer was waiting; he gave a slight bow and made a welcoming gesture.

"Access verification passed. You will be granted the latest model of the Redemption Armor from His Majesty the Savior, which is also one of the most powerful weapons in the Empire at present."

With the words of the Grand Master of Mechanics, the armor-granting platform belonging to the savior and emperor of the empire was activated.

yah~
Golden arcs of electricity spread across the entire large mechanical platform, and an ultra-heavy powered armor, about eight meters high, slowly rose up.

"Is this the armor that my elder brother authorized me to use?" Dorn's heart pounded when he saw the armor.

The Armor of Redemption was so thick and powerful, its outermost layer covered with scale-like True One Alloy that shone brightly.

It exudes an awe-inspiring and powerful presence from any angle.

It is enough to fascinate any warrior.

Moreover, this Armor of Redemption exudes a divine power like that of an emperor, as if one were seeing a golden throne!

"Perhaps it was Father who blessed this armor, which is why it possesses such an imposing presence?"

Dorn was somewhat puzzled. Standing next to this super-heavy armor, he felt a bit like he was facing the Emperor.

In fact, this armor is more compact than the previous version, and is made entirely of two layers of True One Alloy and Black Stone, with almost no other alloys mixed in.

The remains of those emperors were incorporated into every corner of the armor in molecular form, driven by a large amount of divine and holy energy that had been compressed and stored beforehand.

This gives it greater power and defensive capabilities.

Extremely exciting!

Without much delay, Dorn took a deep breath and stepped onto the armor-granting platform. As he moved forward, the armor on his body was removed by the mechanical arm.

Afterward, he donned this heavy, sacred, and incredibly powerful armor. The energy wires hidden inside lit up, and more light spread out from the gaps.

The heavy helmet fell down, the golden-red electronic eyes lit up, and the entire power system started operating.

Dorn quickly felt the powerful force of the Armor of Redemption; just starting it up generated an extremely strong sense of acceleration.

He became excited.

Boom boom boom!
The heavy footsteps made the entire platform tremble.

Wearing the Armor of Redemption, Dorne stepped down from the platform and picked up the One Shield, a gift from the Savior.

But given his current eight-meter height, the shield seemed rather small, and he found it somewhat uncomfortable.

"By the Goddess of Machinery, you should use His Majesty's weapon," said the Grand Master of Machinery.

He entered a series of codes, and the robotic arm delivered a similar, but larger, heavy True One shield to Dorn.

In comparison, the shield the savior gave earlier seems tiny.

"What a perfect shield." Dorn held the shield in his hand, very satisfied.

Afterwards, more weapons were installed on the Armor of Redemption, making it practically armed from head to toe.

Dorn felt increasingly at ease, thanks to the sense of security brought by his savior brother and the super-heavy armor.

Even though that man hasn't returned to the solar system yet, he's still supporting him in his fight.

In addition, he felt that the emperor and his father were by his side, fighting alongside him.

At this moment, Dorne stepped out with full confidence, ready to face Horus's traitors and demons!

……

Not long ago.

The dark rift continued to spread, heading towards Holy Terra.

Then, amidst violent spatial fluctuations, a black stone fortress was projected onto the path of the fissure.

That is the only method the new empire has found so far that can temporarily block the dark rift.

Numerous elite imperial troops are stationed there to protect the core engine that keeps Blackrock Fortress running. "Ha, go, my brothers, destroy the Blackrock machinery of this fortress..."

Horus stepped into Blackrock Fortress through the crack, without much worry; it was much easier to fight here than the previous Iron Fortress.

It seems that the imperial garrison is already at its last gasp.

Soon a chaotic vortex appeared here, and the Dark Emperor, the Fallen Primarch, and the Chaos Archdeacon launched their attack.

Their attack was extremely fierce.

They turned this massive fortress into a meat grinder, with every area filled with bloody hand-to-hand combat!
This battle was even more difficult than the previous Webpath Wars. Even the Custodians found it hard to withstand the high-intensity attacks from the Fallen Primarchs and Chaos Demons.

The Imperial defenders' lines were crumbling, and Blackrock machines in one node area after another were being destroyed.

It was clear that the entire fortress was about to collapse and become completely useless.

"Servants of the false emperor, where is your genetic father? Where has that guy gone? Doesn't he dare to face me?"

Alpharis and Omegaon, the two corrupted Primarchs, spoke in unison and destroyed the defensive line built by the Imperial Fist's elite forces.

Their combined power is terrifying!
Afterwards, the two Fallen Primarchs used the Alien artifact "Pale Spear" and the "Python Breath" Abomination Plasma Weapon to fight the arriving Imperial Guard.

They also summoned more Chaos Demons to deal with the Imperial Guard and the Fist of the Empire.

"The servants of the cursed are nothing more than this!" The high-ranking plague demon swung his corrupting giant hammer, sweeping away the Eagle Shield Guard in front of him.

"By the Lord of All Changes, this is your destiny; you are destined to fall into an endless abyss."

The two-headed raven of the Weaver of Fate mocked relentlessly, stirring up fear and helplessness in the hearts of the Imperial garrison.

The unnatural, dazzling flames he spewed were scorching their bodies and souls.

The attacks from the Chaos Abomination forced the Imperial defenders to retreat continuously, and the Black Stone mechanical engines behind the lines were now clearly visible.

They can't retreat any further.

"Hold on, hold on!"

The Imperial Fist Company Commander and the Terminators struggled to hold on, gradually feeling a sense of despair.

But these warriors knew they could not retreat any further; the Blackrock Mechanical Engine and Holy Terra were right behind them!
"We are the unyielding rock, the wall of the empire!" the Imperial Fist Company Commander roared, bracing himself against the shield in front of him.

The plague hammer struck him repeatedly, forcing him to retreat and causing blood to spill from his mouth.

Just as the company commander was about to exhaust himself, a sacred and stirring melody suddenly rang out.

That is the sacred music of the new empire!

This sudden change startled both the imperial guards and the chaotic beings in the area.

The Imperial warriors quickly realized what was happening and were incredibly excited: "Our reinforcements have arrived!"

"For the savior!"

With a dazzling beam of teleportation light, one after another, fully armed imperial elites stepped onto the battlefield.

They are clad in heavy armor, wield legendary weapons, and radiate dazzling light with amazing special effects!
These Imperial elites, who rushed from the Redemption Arsenal, used their powerful weapons to temporarily alleviate the collapse of the front.

Not only here, but similar beams of light fell in many more areas, and more imperial elites stepped out. The Holy Terra Command sent the last batch of support!
thump—

Suddenly, a super-heavy unit, radiating brilliant golden light, dazzling and extremely intimidating, crashed down on the area that was about to collapse.

The momentum spread.

The cursed aura made the chaotic demons instinctively wary.

With this grand entrance, complete with dazzling special effects that shook the ground, the entire area fell into a brief silence.

It was like a divine power descending from the heavens!
"My dear father, what is that..."

Upon witnessing this scene, the chaotic beings couldn't help but hold their breath and take a few steps back.

Upon seeing the insignia on the heavy armor, their tension intensified, and their voices grew hoarse: "Could it be that the savior has arrived?"

"I am Rogdorath, Vigilant, the last bastion of the Empire. Traitors and evil spirits, confront me!"

Dorn's voice emanated from within the Armor of Redemption, its sound, amplified by the sound generator, possessing an awe-inspiring and majestic quality.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on him. Whether it was the Imperial Guard, the Fist of the Empire, or the Chaos Beings, they all felt the power of this Mountain Formation Master.

"You are not the savior!"

Once the bloodthirsty madman realized that the armor wasn't a savior, he immediately became defiant again.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull offering to the skull seat!" With bloodshot eyes, he roared as he leaped high into the air and brought his blood axe down fiercely.

when!
The bloodthirsty demon's blood axe slammed into the breastplate of the Armor of Redemption, as if it had struck an incredibly hard wall, and the axe blade shattered instantly.

The force of the recoil made his whole body numb and his ears ring.

???

"Impossible!" the bloodthirsty madman roared and swung his axe again, but this time the axe shattered completely.

He gripped the axe handle in disbelief.

The other chaotic beings were even more bewildered by this scene.

Ok?
Dorn realized what was happening and turned to look at the bloodthirsty madman.

The savior's explosive landing entrance was too intense; even he was a little dizzy, clearly exceeding his own capacity to handle it.

The master of the mountain formation vaguely realized just how astonishing the savior, his elder brother, truly was.

Then, a fist flashed past, and Dorn raised his heavy fist and struck, sending the bloodthirsty berserker flying.

Such a powerful strike shocked even him.

"Die, you abomination!" Realizing the power of the Armor of Redemption, Dorn charged directly into the demon horde without the slightest hesitation.

quack!
The Great Demon Tzeentch was swept away by the heavy hammer of the Armor of Redemption, and the spreading divine and holy energy dealt him a severe blow, leaving him hanging on a ruin, his fate unknown.

He might be faking his death, or he might really be dead, but that guy was probably terrified.

Immediately afterwards, Dorn pounced on the mountain of flesh, a high-ranking plague demon, and with a heavy blow, knocked it to the ground before crushing its head.

Afterward, the intelligent weapons on the Armor of Redemption automatically targeted a large number of targets and fired hellish weapons, indiscriminately mowing down all the demons.

It was like mowing grass and slaughtering, as if they were in an empty field, which terrified the demons!

“Traitor, my defeated foe, now it’s your turn.” Dorn turned to look at the Fallen Primarch beside him.

"Damn it, you can't defeat us all at once!" Alpharis and Omigan said in unison.

They joined forces and launched a fierce attack.

However, Dorn simply raised the massive True One Shield and blocked all the attacks without even moving a step.

His subsequent counterattack repelled the two traitorous Primarchs, inflicting considerable damage on them.

"Is this my brother's equipment and fighting style?!" Inside the Armor of Redemption, Dorn's eyes welled up with tears.

He had never felt such a strong sense of security and such an exhilarating combat experience before, and he didn't need any strategy or combat skills at all.

Pure numerical crushing!
The leader of the mountain formation was full of confidence. With the powerful weapons bestowed upon him by his elder brother, he was stronger than ever before.

This time he's going to take on ten of them by himself!

Dorne roared to the sky, his fighting spirit soaring:
"Horus, come and die!"

(End of this chapter)