Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 370 Imperial Guards, this is the will of the Savior!
After the Savior's emergency order was issued, a huge redemption fleet gathered, enough to crush any regional force.

Prepare for a new round of combat.

All members of the Thunder Guard also entered the Dream.

Afterwards, led by the golden battleship, the fleet that covered the sky and the sun rushed towards the area that was about to be exterminated.

……

Ystrad, the hive world.

This yellow-green planet had just been transformed into a hive city and still retained a lot of vegetation, but the shadow of Tyranids had already shrouded the place.

Its fate became confused and gradually fell into the abyss.

airspace.

The strike cruiser docked next to the Star Language Court black ship, and then a small landing ship sailed out of the cruiser and flew towards the surface of the planet.

In the clearing in the woods, the captain of the White Temple led several warriors and was waiting for something.

In the distance behind these warriors wearing white power armor with black trim is the hive city shrouded in pale yellow mist.

The landing ship slowly landed amid the roar of the engine.

The gangway descended, and a guard in golden armor walked out of the cabin, followed by a silent sister.

The guard walked up to the White Templar warrior, and with his taller stature, he looked down at him and examined him. A female voice rang out:

"I am Tilis of the Order of the Custodes. Where is your Captain Malaquet?"

Since the Horus Heresy, the Custodians have been wary of those Space Marines who place honour and brotherhood above loyalty to the Emperor.

They considered these Space Marines to be destabilizing factors.

And so it is.

Nearly half of the Imperium's Space Marines followed their Primarch in rebellion, becoming corrupted and devoid of all loyalty.

In the end, the emperor suffered a severe blow and endured ten thousand years of pain.

Therefore, the Custodes never treated the Space Marines well again and had many complaints about the Primarch.

In their view, no one is more loyal to the Emperor than themselves, not even the Primarch who is the Emperor's own son.

After all, the betrayal rate of the Primarch is a bit high.

Who could have thought that even the warmaster whom the Emperor valued most and entrusted with important tasks would betray him? Who else could be trusted except the Imperial Guards?

The captain of the White Temple saluted slightly:

“I’m Sergeant Zefram of the White Templars, Captain Malakite is consolidating defenses in orbit, it’s not easy to protect a world with 70 billion people.

I will report the situation here to you, please follow me..."

The captain of the White Templars led the Imperial Guards to a nearby protection facility where the tithes that were to be handed over to the Empire were held - a large number of uncertified psychics.

The arrival of the Imperial Guards cheered the warrior up: "It will be less than a week before the Tyranid alien fleet arrives. With you here to help us, the situation will be much better."

The tone of the Imperial Guard warrior Tilis was somewhat indifferent: "The thousand worlds on the edge of the Solar Segment Region are all preparing to resist the aliens. There is nothing special about this planet..."

Such a cold tone gave the White Temple Captain a bad feeling: "This planet is the world we swore to protect."

"I know your oath."

Tillis replied, not caring about it all.

The White Temple captain stopped and asked seriously, "So... are you here to assist us?"

However, the guards did not answer his question, but this attitude already gave the answer.

The warrior suppressed his anger:

“Are you going to abandon us after collecting the tithes?

Then I'm sorry, I can't stay here with you, I need to go to consolidate the defense line and protect the people here."

The White Templar warrior saluted slightly and prepared to lead the team away.

Tilis stared at the warrior, his tone even colder: "Remember one thing, let Malaquet come to see me, we need to have a good talk."

She was somewhat dissatisfied with the attitude of the White Templar warriors.

Loyal Space Marines will not resist any actions of the Custodians, as the other party's actions clearly contain a hint of disloyalty.

If there were more strict imperial guards here, this soldier would have been punished or even tried.

Hopefully Captain Malakite will follow that directive, otherwise the entire White Templars Chapter needs to be alerted and thoroughly reviewed!
The captain of the White Temple nodded and said, "I will pass this matter on to the captain. You can go and collect the tithes on your own."

Tilis ignored the warrior and continued walking forward with the Sister of Silence.

There are more important things to deal with now.

According to the report from Sister Silence, the hidden vanguard of the Tyranid aliens has approached this area, and perhaps many people will die here.

But sacrifice is the cornerstone of empire.

She must prioritize protecting the tithe that is generous enough so that the black ship can transport it to the Star Language Court smoothly.

When the Imperial Guards arrived at the protective shelter where the psychics were imprisoned, the managers of the black ships of the Astronomican Court and the troops responsible for escorting them immediately knelt down.

The black ship manager said excitedly: "We didn't expect you to come. You have given us too much respect."

"What is the amount of this tithe?"

Tilis raised his hand slightly, motioning everyone to stand up, and then asked the number of psychics.

"Sir, there are a total of 1,430 people here. What a rare harvest!"

Tilis listened to the report from the black ship manager and nodded: "Immediately load the tithe tax onto the ship and ship it away, and all relevant personnel evacuate the planet."

The local official in charge of transferring the tithe tax was a little nervous when he heard this, and subconsciously asked: "Is everything okay? We should be fine, right?"

The official sensed something was wrong and was very worried about the current situation and the upcoming arrival of the Tyranid aliens.

Sister Silent used extremely fast sign language to tell the other party: "No, this planet is doomed to be destroyed, and you and everyone on it will die..."

The official couldn't understand sign language and was a little confused.

Tillis glanced at Sister Silence and answered the question for her: "It's okay. Everything is fine."

The official finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the Imperial Guards' reply: "That's good. With the Imperial Guards' guarding, we will be fine!"

Tilis said nothing more and asked the black ship manager to prepare the transport ship.

Sometimes, ignorance is a virtue.

In fact, the Custodians are much nicer to mortals than they are to Space Marines.

Mortals are weak in spirit, and corruption is inevitable. Any disturbance may make them victims of war.

These mortals... deserve pity.

The Space Marines have strong wills and spirits, and are powerful warriors. Their corruption is unacceptable and unforgivable to the Custodians.

Although Tillis felt pity for these mortals, their fate was already determined, a reality that could not be saved or changed.

It would be better to let them die in optimism, which is the only thing she can do.

It didn't take long.

Tilis led the team and escorted the psychics towards the transport ship.

Due to the terrain, the shelter is some distance away from the transport ship and requires a short journey through the jungle.

This is no easy task in an area where the Tyranids are hiding.

But she is confident she can handle it all.

However, something unexpected happened.

As the Tyranids approached, the impact of the Tyranid psychic shadow became greater, causing many psychics to suffer splitting headaches and squat on the ground with their hands covering their heads.

Tilis and the troops in charge of escorting the troops immediately became alert. Tyron's attack was imminent. This batch of precious tithes was in danger and was very likely to be lost!

"what!!!!"

A psychic completely lost control and ran deep into the jungle, but he didn't get far before arcs of psychic energy burst out of his body, and dark purple energy covered the area several meters around him.

The strong psychic power caused the space to fluctuate, and it was about to tear a subspace crack, and chaotic energy was leaking out.

This is the danger of psychics. If they fall into a deep state of loss of control, they will become the node between the subspace and reality, attracting the invasion of demons.

In severe cases, it may even lead to the destruction of the planet!
The escort team immediately turned their guns around and attacked the psychic, but strangely, all the bullets came to a standstill after entering the area covered by the psychic power.

The physical rules of that space have been distorted, and the shadow of a terrifying demon can be vaguely seen.

This scene caused the surrounding escort teams to feel uncontrollable fear, and they saw everything was sliding into a more dangerous abyss.

Yet Tillis's mood did not change much.

It's just that the psychic is out of control.

Even if the devil really appears, she has the ability to deal with it, not to mention that the Sister of Silence is here.

She glanced at Sister Silence, signaling her to solve the problem.

Sister Silence nodded and took a few leaps to get closer to the out-of-control psychic.

In the course of performing her duties, she had dealt with such emergencies countless times.

It's a familiar road.

Without any hesitation, Sister Silent walked straight into the range of psychic energy that was enough to drive people crazy and kill them. All psychic energy dissolved when it approached her body.

It was like a black hole that suppressed all psychic energy. She came to the slightly floating psychic and grabbed him. The moment the two touched, all psychic energy was eliminated.

The psychic regained his sanity and was very frightened: "I...what happened to me?"

But Sister Silence did not answer his question, she threw it behind her and quickly drew the blade on her back.

when!
The arthropod claw blade chopped down in the bloody wind and was blocked by the blade sword.

This huge force caused the Sister of Silence's relatively thin body to sink suddenly, and she could hardly resist the opponent's force.

What's more troublesome is that another attack has already arrived, heading straight for her head.

The Sister of Silence urgently changed her tactics to block and relieve the force. At the same time, with the help of the opponent's thrust, she flexibly somersaulted and leaped backwards, keeping a safe distance from the Tyranid alien.

Just as she was about to continue the attack, with a snap, the head of the Tyranid exploded and fell to the ground.

She looked to the side and saw that the Imperial Guard had raised its battle blade at some point and used its built-in bolt weapon to destroy the enemy.

At this moment, more gunshots rang out.

More Tyranids appeared in the area, but fortunately the escort team had already formed a defensive formation and was shooting at any bugs that approached.

These empire's most elite mortal troops, responsible for collecting taxes, did not panic at all because of the appearance of the aliens. They used dense lines of gunfire to protect the precious tithe tax goods.

These goods are the firewood that the Astronomican needs and the foundation of the empire's stability, and are more important than their lives.

The Imperial Guards shuttled back and forth within the defense line, taking action from time to time to eliminate dangerous targets, and they were all killed with one strike.

hiss~
The Tyranid assassins of Licart rushed out of the dense forest, quickly taking the lives of two mortal warriors, greedily chewing their flesh and blood.

These mortal warriors were simply unable to resist the alien assassins who posed a fatal threat to the Space Marines, and the rest of the warriors were about to die.

The mortal warriors watched in horror as the claw blades swept towards them, but were powerless to do anything.

However, an afterimage appeared in front of them, faster than the claw blade, followed by the sound of the blade cutting through flesh.

The Licat fell.

After the Tyranid fell, the mortal warriors could see the figure in front of them clearly, and their eyes were filled with gratitude and admiration.

That's the Lord of the Imperial Guards!

This being was so powerful that she killed Licart in a single blow, so fast that even mortal warriors could not see her movements.

The remaining Tyranid warrior bugs hesitated for a moment, then swung their blades at the Imperial Guards.

Tilis didn't even have the desire to block. He slapped the Tyranid to the ground with one slap, and its head exploded and it died.

Then, she thrust the blade fiercely towards the dense forest, and another Tyranlicat just happened to rush out, with its chest rammed into the tip of the blade.

Bang bang!

The explosive weapon within the glaive fired, ending its life.

Tilis was like a precise and ruthless killing machine, continuously eliminating one alien unit after another and restoring peace to the area.

There was still the sound of artillery fire in the distance, but that was no longer her concern.

The mission of this Custodian is to ensure the smooth transportation of this tithe cargo and then enforce the Emperor's will on the person in charge of the White Templar in this area.

Tilis watched as the escort troops successfully loaded the cargo onto the transport ship and flew towards the black ship.

Afterwards, a Thunderhawk gunship flew over.

Captain Malakite of the White Temple led several Terminators down and walked in front of the Imperial Guards as soon as possible.

After a brief silence.

He took off his helmet and reported his identity to the Custodians: "Custodians, I am Malaquet, Captain of the White Templars, and I come here at your request."

Tillis also took off the visor of his golden helmet, revealing a strong, resolute female face: "You should know that it is not a request."

"I don't know why you are looking for me. In less than a week, the sky here will be swallowed up..."

Malaquet paused. "And you have already harvested the tithes and are leaving, leaving us here to face the Tyranids alone."

Tilis stared into the captain's eyes, as if examining something:
"I will be gone in an hour, but before that, there is one more directive that must be carried out. I am here as the mouthpiece of the Emperor, and I command you to obey."

Malakate's eyes revealed a hint of dissatisfaction: "You rejected our request for help, what else do you want us to do?"

He thought that the Imperial Guard wanted to transfer the White Temple to perform other tasks, and emphasized:
"Istrade is under our protection. We will abide by the ancient oath and defend this holy planet. If necessary, we will die here in battle!"

This planet is the White Templar's recruiting planet. It is the home planet of him and many other warriors, and it also has an ancient and sacred sanctuary.

It is also a symbol of that ancient oath.

The White Templar is willing to follow its oath and protect this planet at all costs, until death!
Tillis's emotions did not fluctuate much, and he said meaningfully: "You won't do any of these things..."

The imperial guard raised his hand and lit up a simple spherical star map, which included the solar star region and nearby galaxies.

"This is the Emperor's will. We will create a protective belt around the Solar Segmentum, a ring of dead worlds, forcing the Tyranids to feed elsewhere.

This move will protect the core sanctuary of the Empire from being violated."

As Tillis spoke coldly, the star map marked the location of the protection belt, and all the planets within the protection belt disappeared without a trace.

And Malaquet saw that the world protected by the White Temple, Istrade, was also among them.

The soldier's eyes revealed a trace of disbelief and grief: "No..."

Tillis's tone was irrefutable:

"You will withdraw your Chapter's forces from the surface of Ystrald, and you will be breaking your oath to the planet and your promise to its people."

She slowed down and revealed an extremely cruel fact, which was also an order: "Once your warriors enter the space orbit, you will personally issue the extermination order for this world."

This was a cruel order. The world protected by the White Templar would be destroyed, and there would be no time to evacuate the people.

This statement came out.

The emotions of the White Temple warriors fluctuated violently and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Malakite looked incredulous, becoming more and more distressed: "You can't ask us to do this!"

Tilis extinguished the map and patiently emphasized again: "I never asked you to do anything. I am the mouthpiece of the Emperor and I convey the Emperor's will."

The captain stepped forward, trying to save the situation. There was a hint of pleading in his angry tone: "That is a vow that has been upheld for three thousand years. It is the glory of our regiment..."

Tilis tightened his grip on the sword and became more stern: "We will never tolerate any threat to Holy Terra, no matter how much blood, life or honor it costs!"

Her patience had run out, and she issued an ultimatum: "You have heard the Emperor's command, Space Marine, and you will obey it, right?"

Tillis thought he had given the captain enough patience and opportunities.

If the captain disobeys again, clinging to so-called honor and brotherhood and disregarding loyalty to the Emperor.

The Imperial Guards can only clean up this disloyalty themselves and then carry out the Emperor's will, which will bring more blood!

She only hoped that the White Templars would remain holy and loyal to the Emperor.

Hearing this, Malakate felt more uncontrollable grief and slowly closed his eyes.

His heart was in a state of conflict.

He also understood that the White Templar could not defy the Imperial Guards, and could not defy that will.

Even if they rejected the Emperor's will, it would have made no difference.

That would only result in more unnecessary sacrifices of brothers, the extermination order would still be executed, and the fate of Istrada and his poor people being destroyed was inevitable.

No one can stop this...

The company commander made a decision.

Under the stern gaze of the imperial guards, he trembled and said, "I will..."

But before the company commander could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden change, interrupting his melodious and sacred music.

It makes people feel at ease.

That is the hymn of the Savior.

Today, this sacred music is echoing in the atmosphere.

whoosh-

The dark gold Thunder Eagle gunship landed towards this side at an extremely fast speed. The strong wind it stirred up brought up the sand and gravel, hitting everyone wantonly.

The imperial guard couldn't help but narrow his eyes and looked towards the location of the armed ship.

in view.

Several warriors in dark gold armor, almost as tall as the Imperial Guards, stepped out, and the leading shield guard came in front of the two men.

He announced a fact, which was also the will of the Savior:

The great savior and Primarch of Hope has blessed this planet, and it will be protected and will not be destroyed for any reason.

At this moment, along with the hymns, the voice of the Savior also appeared.

The voice of this being echoed in the atmosphere, promising to protect the people here and provide better development for this place.

It's not just this planet.

All the planets within the protection zone that were about to be destroyed received this promise and gift.

The light of the Savior will illuminate all suffering beings and bring them out of the abyss.

The Thunder Guard Shield Guard looked at the Imperial Guard and the Captain:
"The Savior's will has been conveyed. Please cooperate with the next action. This is not a request, but a notice..."

(End of this chapter)