Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 272: Holy Terra is shaken, follow-up to the Gouzi Literature incident

"This is troublesome..."

Seeing this scene, Ron's scalp went numb.

In the blink of an eye.

A team of fully armed Crusaders equipped with power swords and storm blasters rushed over.

These crusaders, or crusaders, all come from Zhongsi Academy and lead a life of asceticism like monks.

Their faith in the Emperor is even more steadfast and will last until their death.

After reading such blasphemous secrets of the Divine Emperor, wouldn't I be judged on the spot by them?

What's more, this cloned body is just an ordinary version, which is not enough to resist those high-level fighters.

Fortunately, this is not a dead end.

Most of the Crusaders are guards of various cardinals. He has Doni's token on him, so he can take a gamble.

Along the way, he never took out the token, just to be safe.

In order to avoid running into the hands of Master Donien's political enemies, he had the situation dealt with quietly.

Now, this token has become a life-saving straw.

With the token, as long as these soldiers are not the guards of Master Donien's political enemies, there should be room for negotiation.

Thoughts flitted through my mind.

Ron immediately threw away the extremely heretical paper.

He took out the token and raised it, saying loudly: "I am Donnie Moore's beloved relative, Lord Lauren Tiss..."

hum~
"heresy!"

The Crusader was extremely fast, and before he could finish his words, a power sword flashing with blue light came towards him.

Finished!

Ron watched the light of the force field approaching, and could see the slight flash of electric arcs.

He even knew at what speed and angle the sword would hit him.

However, his consciousness was there, but his body could not keep up.

Facing a high-level warrior bursting out at full force, the cloned body's speed was simply too fast to dodge.

Nourishing~
The power sword disintegrated the hair it came into contact with, swept across Ron's body at an angle, and cut the paper on the ground that was full of blasphemous content.

Decompose the position so that it disappears completely from this world.

Seeing this, Ron breathed a sigh of relief:

"Huh~ The bet was right. They took the initiative to destroy the evidence. It seems to be Master Donnie's guards!"

"Follow me!"

The one-eyed crusader who had just taken action shouted in a low voice, then continued running forward with his sword in hand.

It's like nothing happened.

That's in the opposite direction from the Anglican Cathedral.

Ron didn't ask why, nor did he make any unnecessary movements, he just followed.

In times of crisis like this, you have to listen to the professionals.

Before they had walked far, Ron heard more screams coming from behind.

It seems that there are Skitarii cleaning out the Slaaneshi followers who sneaked in here, as well as those unlucky people who read the blasphemous leaflets.

Fortunately, the Crusaders arrived quickly.

There shouldn't be many unlucky people who saw those flyers.

Whoosh whoosh—

That was the roar of fighter planes.

A dozen fighter planes with the Inquisition logo on them flew low over the area, vaguely surrounding it.

At the same time, more fighter planes were approaching from afar.

A scene of impending storm.

"Wow, this has stirred up a hornet's nest!"

Ron clicked his tongue a little.

Those Slaanesh followers really know how to have fun, spreading extremely blasphemous content of Goose literature in the headquarters of the Ecclesiarchy.

This is the equivalent of standing by your opponent's fountain and taunting them.

This is a serious case of heresy and provocation. Wouldn't the State Church, the Inquisition, and those Imperial institutions go crazy?
Fortunately, the Crusaders brought him out in time.

If he gets caught in it, with so many forces pulling him in, even Donny's mentor would find it hard to save himself.

Ron followed the Crusaders in a low-key manner, watching team after team of Imperial soldiers passing by.

I prayed silently in my heart that I wouldn't be stopped.

Fortunately, everything is safe and sound.

He followed the Crusaders onto the fighter plane and flew out of the holy city.

Inside the cabin.

The Skitarii sat in silence, their postures meticulous, and no one made a sound.

Ron held it in for a while and couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"

"Destroy the den of heretics. After completing the mission, I will send you to Bishop Tissin."

The one-eyed Crusader replied in a muffled voice.

Then the cabin became quiet again.

"We found the Slaanesh Cult's hideout so quickly. Are those Slaanesh followers seeking death on purpose?"

Ron thought to himself.

He always felt that this matter was not that simple, and the whole incident revealed a hint of weirdness, with a familiar taste of self-destruction.

What's more troublesome is that it seems that a navigator and a priest accidentally saw the existence of the little sun.

There are two suns in the Warp at the same time, and the Holy Sun is no longer great and unique.

If this situation is confirmed, it will overturn the existing doctrines of the state religion, which would be a thorny issue.

I don’t know how the Anglican Church will deal with it.

Ron didn't worry too much about this.

No matter how the state religion handles it, the fact that Little Sun was discovered will not do him any harm.

The little sun is right next to the holy sun, so it cannot be classified as a heresy no matter how hard you try.

Nourishing~
Ron sensed a familiar and slight fluctuation and looked in the direction of the fluctuation.

It was discovered that the fluctuation came from the palace.

hiss~
Could it be that the Divine Emperor himself has also discovered this?
After all, the Divine Emperor is sitting on the Golden Throne, and this matter is so big that it should not be hidden from him.

Ron was curious.

He dived into his mind and temporarily possessed the little sun.

Sure enough, the golden sun in the subspace vibrated slightly, with a hint of anger.

The divine light continues to radiate.

But after Ron realized it, the golden sun stopped fluctuating instantly, as if nothing had happened.

For a moment, both sides fell into silence.

Ron thought about it.

He knows that I know it, and I know that He knows that I know it.

This shouldn't be considered social death, right?

In such a delicate situation, the atmosphere became a little tense.

Looking at the golden sun that had fallen into calm, the fire of gossip in Ron's heart burned fiercely.

Are the wild deeds of the emperor in his early years true?
What on earth made the former prodigal son embark on the path of saving humanity and become the master of mankind and the great tragic hero?

Who can bear such a top secret...

The little sun vibrated slightly.

He held it in for a while, and then his brain suddenly pulled and gathered a spiritual message: That thing...

However, before he could send it out.

Duang! ! !

Little Sun was hit by a powerful psychic bullet and saw stars.

Ron became obedient in an instant.

Forget it, I dare not say anything, dare not ask anything...

Then, he quietly logged off and returned to the real universe.

Inside the cabin.

Ron frowned and shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

"what happened to you?"

The one-eyed crusader's gaze suddenly turned over, secretly alert.

"Nothing, I just feel a little sad suddenly..."

Ron replied.

After flying for dozens of minutes, the fighter jet entered the airspace where the destination was located.

Start to slowly descend.

Outside the porthole, the extremely luxurious Baroque high-rise buildings were sparkling red, green and yellow in the sunlight.

That's the reflection from the gem.

"It's so flashy, with so many light-polluting things, it's obvious that it's full of filth..."

Looking at everything in front of him, Ron couldn't help but complain.

He probably knew where this place was.

Eternal City.

A metropolis close to the Himalayas, home to many imperial nobles, gorgeous but dirty.

But beneath the extravagant and glamorous residential areas of the aristocracy lies the densely packed slums and a cellar world full of dirty secrets.

I have to say, this place is easily eroded by chaos.

After all, those nobles like to enjoy themselves, and once their wills are not firm, they will easily be taken advantage of by Slaanesh.

As for the nobles, they are more or less related to Slaanesh.

I guess the empire is well aware of this, but has no good solution.

Over the past ten thousand years, the Empire has been in decline, and the power of the high-ranking nobles of Holy Terra has become intertwined.

Everyone is more or less related.

I can't clean up everything, so I should catch myself?

So, generally.

The Empire will only deal with high-ranking nobles who have caused major impacts or have completely exposed their chaotic tendencies and have been caught by the Inquisitors.

However, this phenomenon is expected to change after Guilliman returns from the moon.

The Primarch cannot tolerate this and will most likely conduct a major purge and reshuffle power.

This time, Ron and the Crusaders' destination is a hidden cellar area.

According to intelligence, that is where the Slaanesh cult gathers.

"We were able to find the other party's lair just after the crime. This intelligence is too accurate..."

Ron thought to himself.

But he couldn't take care of these things. The most important thing now was to follow the Crusader Army and destroy this hideout.

Then go to see the Cardinal.

Ron stood up and stretched his body, then stretched out his hand in front of the one-eyed skitarius:

"Brother, give me some self-defense weapons..."

The one-eyed skitarius took a look and threw a heavy pistol engraved with holy symbols:
"This guy is wild, watch your wrists!"

“I just like wild…”

Ron took the pistol, felt the heavy body of the gun, and checked the ammunition skillfully.

This is a blessed thing, it should work.

He hadn't fought in an ordinary person's body for a long time, so it was quite fresh.

The Crusaders checked their weapons, silently prayed before the battle, and then jumped down the aisle one after another.

Seeing this, Ron jumped down as well.

The lair of the Slaanesh Cult, your savior grandpa is here!
As soon as he landed, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Inside the spacious pipe, there were bloody bodies standing everywhere, twisted into various graceful postures and beautifully dressed.

Oh, those aristocratic cultists deserve to die!
Looking at all this, Ron let out a long sigh.

He thought that after those high-ranking nobles believed in Slaanesh, they would behave in a more elegant way, at most organizing some special banquets or something. Unexpectedly, they were still so lowly, evil and bloody.

bang——

The sound of gunfire and the hum of power swords intertwined.

A large number of lower-level believers came with various weapons and exchanged fire with the crusaders.

"Go to hell!"

A cultist with eye shadow and nails on his body raised a slashing knife.

But the next second.

The heavy pistol was poked into his mouth, and after a muffled sound, the eyeshadow cultist fell down.

Bang bang bang!
Ron fired continuously, killing many cultists.

Although the strength of this cloned body is not very high, its consciousness is full and it has weapons.

It's easy to deal with these cultists.

Suddenly, Ron felt a sense of crisis and he immediately rolled on the ground and left the area.

Nourishing~
A molten ray came and melted the steel ground.

Depend on!
Melta weapons?

Is the local cult too rich?
Ron's scalp was tingling. He shouted, "Um...can any brother lend me a storm shield?"

……

Pleasure Chamber.

This is a core hideout of the Slaanesh sect hidden under a magnificent palace.

The entire hall is filled with gorgeous jewelry and works of art, and precious incense candles burn day and night.

From time to time, the sound of women wailing could be heard.

Those women, dressed in gorgeous dresses, were tied to velvet crosses and suffered various punishments.

These miserable wails are the music.

The nobles who believed in joy came slowly wearing exquisite masks to participate in the dance.

They were dressed up in various styles, and one could even see a noblewoman dressed up as a silver-haired angel.

They were in the hall.

Engaging in all kinds of unsightly behavior.

Corner of the hall.

A noblewoman with many jewel clips on her body said angrily: "Stop touching it, it's almost breaking the skin, can you do it?"

Then he kicked it away.

The noble man wearing the crow mask got up awkwardly and walked out in a depressed mood.

He also deliberately touched a few noble ladies who came close to him.

"Humph, these cheap pleasures will only lead people to depravity. You filthy fellows should go to hell!"

The crow-masked man was angry.

After all, he was really not doing well.

Although he is a bastard's son, he is also a high-ranking noble with noble blood. How can he be so self-degrading? He should be ambitious and do something good!
What’s hateful is that because of my status, those family members, superiors, and colleagues don’t give me any chance at all.

Instead, they were ridiculed and suppressed.

Thinking of this, the man in the crow mask suddenly sneered.

“If I’m not mistaken, my loved ones, family heirs, superiors, and many colleagues are all here.

From now on, you can’t stand in my way…”

A net is exhausted!
Who would have thought that he, as one of the important members of the Joy Sect, is a worshiper of the Lord of Change?

After years of planning, we finally got these damn guys together.

Not long ago, he secretly found a number of scapegoats to spread blasphemous rumors.

He wrote all those rumors himself.

It would definitely arouse the wrath of the state religion, and the information about this stronghold was also passed on somehow.

If the estimate was correct, the people from the state religion had already reached the outer area and were waiting for them to reach the core area.

None of the idiots here can escape!
Thinking of this, the man in the crow mask couldn't help but quicken his pace.

He had to get out of here as quickly as possible and get away safely.

At the same time, an indescribable excitement surged in his heart.

As a follower of the Lord of Change, he planned this violent chaos, and once his plan was achieved.

He will gain more favor and power!

As they got closer to the secret room, the crow-masked man's excitement reached its peak.

Everything is according to plan!
However, when he walked to the door of the secret room, he grasped the handle.

dong dong dong-

"Open the door and check the water meter!"

There was a gentle knock on the door and a gentle voice appeared.

The crow-masked man opened the door subconsciously.

Suddenly, he felt tingling all over.

Then he saw a group of tall undead warriors wearing black armor, decorated with white bones and burning with red-gold flames, blocking the door.

And a human being mixed in between.

Ron smiled at the crow-masked man, his teeth were white: "You are showing your chicken feet, Slaanesh Black, the running dog of the Lord of Change!"

Not long ago, the Skitarii dispersed to search for the core chamber of this hideout.

With the help of Little Sun's powerful psychic perception, he found this place and also discovered the breath of the cultists of the Lord of Change.

Little Sun has had close contact with Tzeentch, the Lord of Change, and is very sensitive to his aura.

It turned out that it was the trouble maker from the Tzeentch sect who was causing trouble, trying to trick the Slaanesh sect.

As soon as Ron sent out the signal, he saw a group of flaming men being teleported here.

If I'm not mistaken, this group of tough guys in front of me are the cursed legion of the Divine Emperor.

So, he enthusiastically helped the tough guys knock on the door.

hiss--

Pink tentacles popped out from the crow-masked man's body, pulling him back screaming, but it was too late.

The cursed warrior slammed the door open, grabbed the opponent's head and slammed it to the ground like a burst watermelon.

Afterwards, several cursed warriors surrounded the corpse and fired saturation bombs until it was reduced to ashes.

Afterwards, the cursed warriors worked in harmony and silently cleared out the mutated cultists in the entire hall.

After doing all this, the cursed warriors gathered together and nodded towards Ron.

Then he walked into the transmission channel and left.

hiss~
Strong, too strong!
Ron looked at the cursed warrior leaving in such a graceful manner and felt very envious.

After all, this is a legion that can come and go freely, and is much stronger than ordinary Space Marines.

I don’t know when he will be able to get such a legion.

And we really can't blaspheme the Divine Emperor. If the situation is serious, the Cursed Legion will really come to offer our warmth.

As soon as the Cursed Legion left, the One-Eyed Crusader led his troops over.

They looked at the cleaned hall, then looked at Ron, their eyes full of shock.

Ron looked at the one-eyed priest and said helplessly: "If I say I didn't do this, will you believe me?"

Suddenly, a Skitarii cried out, pointing at the ground:

"miracle!"

"Praise the Emperor!"

Looking at the flame symbol on the ground, the crusaders half-knelt down and prayed.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of records of the Cursed Legion in the history of the state religion." Ron thought silently.

After praying, the crusaders cleaned up the scene, recorded evidence, and rescued some people.

Those are all witnesses.

Soon, Ron followed the Crusaders back to the headquarters of the Ecclesiarchy.

……

Church Palace.

The Cathedral of the Ascension of the Emperor.

Reception room.

A faint prayer message was heard, and the cherubim flew in and placed a cup of hot drink on the table.

Ron reached out and grabbed the cup and took a sip. It tasted okay.

He was in a good mood. After going through several inspection procedures, he was finally able to meet the cardinal.

In the past few days, Ron has roughly understood the follow-up of the Gouzi Literature incident.

It was just as he expected.

The State Church and the Inquisition dealt with all the rumors at an extremely fast speed and blocked all information about the Second Sun.

They couldn't accept the existence of a second sun.

After all, once the rumors are confirmed, the Holy Sun will no longer be great and unique.

And the new Sun is right beside the Emperor.

How to deal with this? Should we add another god to the order of faith?

What is even more terrifying to the state religion is that a devout old priest did see another vague shadow next to the golden sun.

And they knew nothing about the new sun.

Therefore, whether this matter is a rumor or the truth, it must be completely blocked, and it is best not to mention it.

This is also a good thing for Ron.

After all, whether the state religion believes it or not, the existence of a second sun is already in the minds of senior officials.

As the little sun grows bigger, more and more devout believers will see it next to the golden sun.

He doesn't have to do anything but wait for the seeds of faith to sprout.

At the same time, Ron discovered that the controversy over Gouzi literature was still spreading.

The entire Holy Terra was swept by a trend of eradicating the cult. At the same time, the astropaths of the Astropathic Court sent messages to various parts of the empire.

Urge all civilized worlds to quickly eradicate evil cults, especially the Slaanesh Cult.

The disturbance even extended to the subspace.

The demon thief hidden in the realm of Slaanesh reported that warriors with flames suddenly attacked the outer ring of Slaanesh's palace.

Many palaces were destroyed and many Slaanesh demons were killed.

As for the God-Emperor, since he clearly knew that the incident was caused by the Cult of Tzeentch, why did he take the opportunity to attack Slaanesh?

All I can say is that he is very skillful.

Based on subsequent sighting reports of demonic chicken thieves in Tzeentch's domain.

After a long silence, Tzeentch, the Lord of Change, finally came out of the crystal chamber.

But as soon as he came out, Slaanesh came to settle the score.

Later, Khorne also joined in the fun.

The evil god's rage caused the subspace to change color, and the newly repaired crystal maze collapsed again.

After being hit by a whip and a bloody axe, Tzeentch silently returned to the crystal chamber.

"The Lord of Change is unlucky. He probably never thought that he would be tricked by his believers..."

Ron was delighted to see the information.

The guy who planned Gouzi Literature is truly a genius. He was able to do such a big thing right under the nose of the state religion.

If he had not been completely wiped out by the Cursed Legion, he might have become a general under the Lord of Change...

After eating melon.

Led by the Cherubim, Ron went to the residence of the Acting Cardinal Lauren Tiss.

He is considered one of the core figures of the empire, a powerful figure under the high lord.

Moreover, after Guilliman had driven the Pontiff from his seat as High Lord, the Archbishop had the opportunity to go even further.

if everything goes well.

He will get the long-awaited missionary rights, and the territory can legally contact and exert influence with the outside world.

Spread the faith of the Savior.

In short, the territory can come out more often and let other civilized worlds know about the existence of the savior.

Ron took a deep breath. There shouldn't be any accidents, right?

(End of this chapter)