Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 388: White Temple and Eye of Terror

The Red Council Hall.

The red light of the supergiant star poured down from the glass dome, illuminating the ancient angel reliefs and the huge hanging banner of honor.

At the call of the Savior, many chapter leaders came to this magnificent hall.

They were told that they and their fellow warriors were about to embark on a dangerous mission to the dangerous Eye of Terror.

It is a huge vortex composed of densely packed stars, a hell where reality and the warp are intertwined.

It is just as the name suggests: a huge black eye glowing ominously in the vast Milky Way, like an evil gem inlaid in the north of the Milky Way.

It was a storm, the craziest storm in the galaxy. The chaotic energy spread from there, affecting every aspect of the galaxy.

It is also a paradise for demons, monsters, and human traitors, who occupy countless evil worlds.

It can be said that entering there is equivalent to jumping into a coffin.

But the Emperor's Angels of Death were never afraid of these things. Instead, they were eager to try. They hoped to follow the great Primarch Savior and break into that Chaos Nest.

Pour out your anger on demons and traitors.

These chapter masters stood straight, exuding a unique aura.

They looked expectantly at the two tall figures on the podium - the Savior and the Regent, and their hearing became even more acute.

Because the Savior is calling your name.

Only the chosen Chapter has the honor of following the Savior to fight in the Eye of Terror.

Ron stood on the podium and read out the names of the selected regiments one by one. All the regiments that were called out were excited.

Not far below the royal platform.

The old rivals, the Great Sharks and the Lamenters, were head of a tit-for-tat battle between their chapter leaders, Tiberus and Malakin, and neither of them was willing to give in.

"You'd better not have any expectations."

Tiberus said with a hint of sarcasm: "The Savior will never allow you unlucky guys to go to the Eye of Terror. If you go, this plan will be in danger."

The Weepers are well-known unlucky people in the Empire. It is as if they carry some special curse. Any plan that includes them will always encounter special accidents.

lost heavily.

Malakin's face was grim, and he defended himself: "Emperor, the curse of our chapter has long been lifted, and there have been no accidents in the entire war here!"

Tiberius snorted:
“Who can guarantee that?
This time when we go to the Eye of Terror, we need to bypass many planets controlled by Chaos bastards along the way. If something unexpected happens and we are chased and intercepted by other Chaos forces, we will be in big trouble..."

However, the words just fell.

The Savior then read out the name of the Weepers.

Malakin suddenly became excited.

He saluted the Savior with a pious gesture and promised that the Weepers would do their best and give their all in the next mission.

"Barbarian, the Weepers have already qualified to go to the Chaos Lair, but you have gained nothing yet. Perhaps you, a bunch of rude guys, will be eliminated."

The Weepers Chapter Master's worries were all gone and he smiled slightly.

At this time, Tiberus was also a little nervous. The savior would not go to the Eye of Terror without taking him, right?

That would be embarrassing.

He always felt that the Great Shark was already a warrior under the command of the Lord Savior and would not fail in this honor mission.

However, until now, the name of the great white shark has not appeared.

If it really fails to be selected, it will prove that the Great Shark cannot bear the burden of going to the Eye of Terror, which is undoubtedly a shame.

I'm afraid I'll be laughed at by Malakin and the Weepers for many years.

As time goes by.

Tiberus' heart sank further and further, and he wished he could jump out and ask for a fight.

But in front of the savior and regent, he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

On top of the royal platform.

Ron continued to recite the names of the chapters slowly. This time, when they went to the Eye of Terror to raid Abaddon's lair, it was not suitable to bring too many people.

He will only bring tens of thousands of elite Space Marines as his main fighting force.

As for those Custodians who will return to Holy Terra, the new Grand Marshal of the Custodians will need to make more adjustments to the organization of the Custodians in order to cope with the next war in the galaxy.

It's not just about selecting elite soldiers, but also warships.

Those small warship battle groups are unable to resist the high concentration of chaotic power within the Eye of Terror and are easily corroded into wrecks and become a burden.

So this time, hundreds of large warships were set out on the expedition, each of which had a hull length of more than eight kilometers.

Ron looked at the remaining names on the list and continued reading.

In addition to his own offspring such as the Thunder Guards and War Angels.

His requirements for selecting warriors were simple, that is, a regiment that was quick in action, had strong subjective initiative, and was relatively cunning.

It would be best if it were the Blood Crow type, but unfortunately they are not here.

Fortunately, he still has some groups of warriors who are good at robbing and stealing, such as the Son of the People, the Man-eating Shark, etc.

As for choosing the Weepers, it was purely for risk hedging.

"Praise the Great Savior!"

When the name of the Great Shark was announced, Tiberius jumped out and saluted in surprise, feeling as if he had won the prize.

Ron put away the list and took a deep look at the great shark. Subordinates who know how to handle things always get more attention.

Chapter selection has concluded.

Those chapters that were not chosen were quite disappointed.

They had stayed in Baal for too long and had to return to their respective guard areas to continue defending against Chaos and aliens.

However, just as everyone was about to disperse, a new battle group arrived.

They requested an audience with the Savior.

After getting permission, the warriors in white power armor with black trim walked into the hall together, their steps hurried, with a hint of worry in their excitement.

Those are the companies of the White Templars.

Everyone was confused and moved aside to make way for the White Temple.

Ron looked at the White Temple Captain Malakate standing in front of the team and smiled gently: "Captain, you are a step late. The victory celebration ceremony has already ended."

Malaquet glanced at everyone, hesitated for a moment and said loudly:
"Lord Savior, Lord Regent, we are here to accomplish an important task that concerns the fate of our chapter. Please serve as sacred witnesses!"

Hearing this, everyone became curious and focused their attention.

There was a hint of doubt in their eyes as they looked towards the White Cathedral.

Many Chapters have heard of the Adeptus Administratus' accusations against the White Templars, and there is a high possibility that these warriors have disloyal blood flowing in their veins.

This is something to be vigilant about.

That means these White Templars are not trustworthy and could betray their battle-brothers to Chaos at any time.

Such betrayals have occurred several times in the Empire, causing considerable damage and heavy casualties among loyal blood.

The loyal warriors of the White Temple faced the gazes of the crowd, feeling inexplicably aggrieved and helpless.

But after they thought about what was about to happen, the negative emotions in their hearts dissipated a lot.

Perhaps after today, the White Templar will become one of the most loyal bloodlines in the empire, and no one can doubt it.

Ron also focused his attention, waiting for the White Templar captain's speech.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of armor hitting the ground.

Nearly a hundred White Temple warriors suddenly knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to the Savior, and shouted in devout worship:
"Father!"

???

Everyone, including the Regent, showed a hint of shock, their eyes all stared at the White Cathedral, and then shifted to the Savior.

The White Temple recognized his father in public? !

Ron was also a little confused and didn't know how to respond.

Anyone who suddenly has so many "sons" would be at a loss, not to mention that he knows in his heart that these "sons" or genetic offspring have nothing to do with him.

But he quickly calmed down.

Ron didn't know what was going on, so he didn't say anything and just looked at the captain of the White Templar.

Waiting for the other party's explanation.

After all, there must be evidence or a reason to recognize someone as his father, otherwise he would have no way to accept these adopted sons.

Malakite took a deep breath and projected a genetic data chart, on which the comparison of the genes of the White Templar and the Primarch of Hope was clearly visible.

After the White Templar obtained the Savior's gene seed, it immediately conducted research and obtained a surprising result.

That is the degree of compatibility of their gene seeds, which is more than 70% with the Savior's genes.

In today's world of massive gene-seed mutation, this figure is higher than the genetic compatibility of many chapters with their parent chapters or primarchs.

There is a great possibility that the Savior is the genetic father of the White Temple!
Afterwards, Malakate sent this exciting news to the Chapter Master who was leading the main force on an expedition to seek the truth.

This new discovery surprised and delighted the White Templar Chapter Master, and also made him hesitate.

Because they also found clues and are gradually approaching another result.

There is undoubtedly a conflict between the two, so which one is real?

After hesitating, the White Templars Chapter Master resolutely destroyed the clue, because he could not guarantee whether the Primarch behind the clue was really a rebellious Primarch as the Ministry of the Interior said.

They also had no time to continue exploring, as the White Templar could be declared a heretic at any time, or be exiled or sent on a penance expedition.

As the chapter master, he must be responsible for the chapter.

And no matter how you look at it, the Savior's genetic data is more credible and a better choice.

Nothing could better protect the White Templars than a living Primarch.

After the White Templar Chapter Master destroyed the clues, he immediately stopped the expedition and led his troops back, while ordering Malakite to find the savior as quickly as possible.

Let the White Temple return to the embrace of the Father of Genes.

Of course, Malakate didn't know all this.

He only knew that the Chapter Master and the priests had given the results, proving the authenticity of the data, and asked him to represent the White Templar to see the Savior and pray for his return as quickly as possible.

To avoid more accidents.

In the hall.

After seeing the highly consistent data and listening to the White Templar Captain's story, most of the doubts in their hearts disappeared.

His data seems to be purer than that of himself and his genetic father. What is there to doubt?

Besides, no one dares to lie about this matter.

Otherwise they will be despised by everyone, even incur the wrath of the Primarch, and completely lose their place in the Empire.

After listening to the description of the White Temple Captain.

Ron finally understood why the other party wanted his gene seed. It turned out that he wanted to do a "paternity test". This matter...

But he is my adopted son after all, so it would be a waste not to accept him.

What's more, these White Templar warriors are indeed a bit miserable.

If I don't let them return, given the empire's outrageous actions, more tragedies will probably happen.

This is not the first time that the Empire has forced the Space Marines to rebel, and it has also sent a large number of them to the Eye of Terror on the so-called Atonement Crusade.

Chunchun was delivering supplies and troops to the Chaos Legion in the Eye of Terror. Ron looked at the Regent. He had to express his opinion on such an occasion. If the other party knew the real father of the White Temple, he could also tell him in advance.

To avoid embarrassment later.

After all, it’s not good for a person to have two fathers. Wouldn’t he become a stepfather then?
Guilliman was also a little confused when he saw Ron looking at him.

He glared at the other person, conveying a tone of "That's your kid, what does it have to do with me?"

In fact, the regent has been sleeping for ten thousand years and is not very clear about the origin of the White Temple.

He may not even know how many genetic offspring he has.

Due to lack and mutation of gene seeds.

The genes within the gene seeds of the major war groups are so intertwined that it is almost impossible to tell them apart.

Due to the black market and looting, a lot of his gene-seed even flowed into the Eye of Terror, and cultivated a large number of Chaos Space Marines.

It's hard to explain.

Moreover, the Regent himself took in many war groups that could not find their fathers and regarded them as his heirs.

Guilliman said nothing, but nodded seriously, acknowledging the fact.

Now, the Imperial Regent and Primarch of the Ultramarines has answered in the affirmative, giving it more legitimacy.

Everyone waited for the Savior's response.

If the Primarch is expected to accept the White Templar and agree to their return, then this matter will be settled and irrefutable.

These warriors who were once questioned are the most loyal!
The warriors of the White Temple were very nervous, with expectation in their eyes, hoping that the Father of Genes would accept their return.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ron walked down the stairs step by step and came to Malakate's side.

He helped the captain up:

"Welcome back, my descendants..."

The savior accepted the return of these wanderers with a gentle attitude, and specially allowed the company commander to stand closest to him.

That was a pledge.

The White Templars were cleared of the false accusations; they were a loyal bloodline, the beloved children of the Primarch of Hope.

Everyone's gaze towards the White Templar warriors also changed.

These returning warriors are trustworthy and are fighting brothers who can be entrusted with their lives.

All this made the White Templar warriors tremble all over and shed hot tears.

It was as if all the grievances were swept away.

In the next few days.

The Savior held a grand return ceremony for the White Temple, allowing the Regent, many priests, chapter masters, and nobles to witness this sacred ceremony.

At the same time, this matter was announced to the Empire, foreshadowing the true return of the White Temple...
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A week later.

The huge fleet that almost obscured Baal had left.

The Regent led the First Fleet of the Indomitable Crusade into the Webway first, and rushed to the Nachmond Corridor in the Nebulous Star Region as quickly as possible to provide support.

He will face war with Abaddon and the Chaos Alliance.

Baal Outer Orbital Airport.

Hundreds of large warships were docked in this area, casting dark shadows.

A large amount of war and logistical supplies are loaded into these large warships through the operating channels, and many space warriors are gradually boarding the ships.

Tiberius gathered his equipment.

He looked from afar at the White Temple Captain who was standing next to the Savior.

Today, the purity and continuation of the White Templar bloodline is guaranteed, and with the blessing of the Savior, more resources can be obtained.

Those warriors were equipped with brand new equipment, enjoyed the luxurious treatment of being the descendants of the savior's genes, and were given an extra-large battleship as a temporary base.

There was a hint of envy in Tiberus' eyes, as if he was someone else's biological son and I was a wild one.

He was lost in thought.

Then he suddenly elbowed Malakin next to him:
"Unlucky guy, do you think we, the Man-eating Sharks, could be the descendants of the Savior?"

The leader of the Carcharodon warband suddenly realized that the origin of his genes seemed a little vague.

???

Malakin's eyes widened when he heard this.

He looked at the barbarian with a look of contempt, as if to say, "What the hell do you want? This is absolutely impossible."

Tiberus ignored Malakin's gaze. He decided to go back and find an opportunity to ask the Savior for a gene seed.

Soon after.

This elite fleet led by the Savior also entered the Webway...
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web channel.

The bridge of the Dream.

Ron stood in front of the observation dome, looking at this magnificent webway building between reality and the warp, with the black barrier extending into the endless distance.

There seems to be no end in sight.

Today's network road is full of traces of construction, with a large number of green-skinned engineers wrapped in protective clothing working on the construction.

Various types of buildings are being constructed.

Occasionally, one can see the light of the sacred tower flickering, dispelling the Warp and Chaos energy that has infiltrated.

The development of the Internet has been going on for a long time.

When the ship passed a large intersection, Ron saw a huge city that was being repaired and constructed.

The Savior Territory rebuilt a super-large city belonging to humans based on the ruins of the ancient elves, which has a larger carrying capacity than any hive city in the empire.

Like a continent in the webway.

Capable of carrying hundreds of billions of humans.

The construction in the network channel is extremely difficult and requires more technical support, and the resources invested are unimaginable.

The Webway City before us is the largest project being built in the Savior Territory. All the resources produced by more than a thousand planets in the entire Savior Territory are invested here.

And it is exactly the galactic commercial center that Ron has high hopes for. It can connect the transportation hubs within the empire and allow countless human civilizations to trade with each other.

This is a huge project.

To complete it completely, it would probably take a long time and a daunting amount of resources.

Fortunately, all this is done on a regional basis.

The construction of the first phase of Galaxy Commercial Center has entered the middle and late stages.

hum~
The Dream's subspace engine emitted a slight vibration.

That is the influence of chaotic energy.

Ron looked up and could see several large damaged areas. Chaos energy was slowly seeping in, seriously affecting the progress of construction.

The infiltration of these chaotic energies is like flooding groundwater.

This makes pouring of the building difficult.

However, construction continued.

His eyes turned to the prismatic black mechanical creature next to him.

That is a subspace inhibitor forged by Blackrock Technology, which can effectively mitigate the impact of chaos energy.

This is of great help to the overall repair and construction of the network.

The main reason why Ron was so anxious to go to the Eye of Terror and dig out Abaddon's lair was because of the Blackstone and Blackstone technology relics there.

There are many super-large Blackstone buildings in the empire, such as the Blackstone Obelisk, the Blackstone Fortress, and many Blackstone mines.

These black stones exist throughout the galaxy.

But for a long time, the Empire had little knowledge of the Black Stone, and only regarded it as a building material for alien creations or Necromancer tombs.

During the Dark Crusade.

In Abaddon's hands, the Blackstone Fortress demonstrated amazing power, and was even able to transform stars into supernovas, forming a devastating super weapon.

It was at this time that many forces within the Empire, especially the Inquisition and the Mechanicus, began to truly study these black stone creations.

The Empire's research pace is extremely slow.

Until the eve of the Great Rift.

The great sage Caul finally figured out some of the uses of the black stone.

Now, the Empire has learned that the Black Stone is a powerful weapon to control the Warp, and even a hope to close the Great Rift and even the Eye of Terror.

Blackstone is also extremely useful to the Chaos and Alien factions.

The main purpose of Abaddon's many dark expeditions was to destroy the Black Stone buildings of the Empire and allow the Great Rift to spread at a faster rate.

Not only that.

He also studied many Blackstone technological structures to direct the amplification and induction of warp energy.

For example, the Obsidian Crown can reverse the polarity of black stone and stably create a subspace rift that demons can pass through.

Those large black stone structures can even isolate galaxies and even star regions, making related routes and communications completely ineffective.

What's more, black stone is an extremely excellent building material, and even artillery fire can hardly damage it. Mining it requires the use of heavy power drills.

Blackstone is so important.

This is true for all races in the galaxy, even for demons, and it will become more and more important in the future.

The future of the galaxy is at stake.

Today, all races and chaotic forces in the galaxy have realized the importance of Black Stone and are engaged in a technological competition over Black Stone.

Whoever wins this competition will have more chances to survive in the Purgatory Galaxy and even achieve glory.

To this end, various races and chaotic forces launched fierce wars to compete for these black stone resources.

The Sentinel War Zone, an area rich in black stone deposits, is the embodiment of those wars.

It became the most dangerous battlefield in the galaxy.

The Savior Territory does not have the spare energy to intervene in the Alert Star War Zone and completely expel all races and chaotic forces occupying that area in order to obtain a large amount of black stone.

But he had the opportunity to get the black stone stored by Abaddon in the Eye of Terror for free.

Ron took a deep look at the Blackstone Technology creation, then turned and walked to the seat next to him.

He needed to make more plans to ensure that he could obtain those precious resources smoothly.

……

One month later, in the northwest of the Hazy Star Region.

Hundreds of large warships leaped out of the void and entered a state of stagnation. The ships' energy shielding devices were activated to minimize signal leakage.

In the distance ahead of the fleet.

The giant black eye that stretches across the vast Milky Way is watching everything, and one can see the chaotic energy twisting and swirling in it.

Like a bottomless abyss.

That is the Eye of Terror...

(End of this chapter)