Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 419 The plague war has finally arrived!

Black Abyss Star.

Above the airspace, Chaos warships covered in rotten flesh, thorns and tentacles bared their fangs and claws, blocking out the sun.

It is a terrifying force that any civilized world fears.

dong dong dong-

The entire earth shook as the hammers of dead souls and corrupted steel struck the wailing material on the anvil.

The Black Seers control the hideous tentacles and add more Chaos to the furnace to forge even more evil adamantium.

"Fear, torture, pain, the King of Fear follows like a shadow, burning all souls..."

The Chaos slaves sang songs of praise as they toiled in the dark forge, maintaining the operation of the machinery and shedding thick sweat of hard work.

These slave laborers were extremely dedicated, never slacking off for a moment, and even felt honored.

Because they are also an important part of the Dark Grand Forge.

Whether it is deadly weapons and armor, or terrifying demon engines, they are all the result of one's hard work and sweat.

These dark creatures will claim countless lives on the battlefield, blood will flow like rivers, and the enemy's wailing of fear will never end.

Even if they are slaves, they are participating in killing, spreading fear, and making their own contributions to the great Lord of Terror!

Therefore, you can also receive the gift from that great being!

"Praise Diablo, He will bring down more soul-searing fear and firepower!"

The slaves were filled with strength at the thought of this, because some of them had been blessed and became higher-level dark technicians.

The Dark Technician has a sturdy body and more tentacles, and has escaped from his status as a slave and officially become a member of the Legion of Terror.

The Lord of Terror favors all his people equally, and all their blood and sweat are rewarded.

What generosity and grace is that?!
Across the entire Black Abyss Star, a vigorous dark production is underway. Space ships are being disassembled and more materials are being thrown into the dark furnace.

Batch after batch of Chaos weapons and armor were delivered. The Demon Engine ignited the molten fire in its core, stepped out of the factory, and let out a deafening roar.

These will ignite the flames of war.

Roar--

In front of the giant altar of the Dark Workshop, several Dread Warriors paid enough blood points under the envious gazes of the crowd and obtained their own mounts - the Hell Dragon.

These Hell Dragons are specially designed and equipped with saddles, allowing the Dread Warriors to control these abominable beasts.

They will become the Dread Knights!
More and more hell dragons flew up, circled in the air, and spewed out pillars of flames.

In the dark clouds, a figure with claws and scales flashed by, and just from the exposed part, one could infer its terrifying size.

That was the Dark Prince's mount - Black Flame, a hundreds-meter-long, pitch-black hell dragon with molten flames flowing.

"Sure enough, that little guy prefers a chaotic environment..."

On the observation deck of the Demon Palace.

Ron looked at the giant abominable beast tumbling in the chaotic clouds and smiled.

That is the red flame.

But that was its previous name. Now it has been renamed Black Flame and has undergone a complete dark transformation, becoming even more deadly.

It can be regarded as restoring its true identity as the Hell Dragon.

Hey!
Black Flame swooped down and arrived in front of the observation deck, wagging its tail desperately.

The huge tail, which was stung with poisonous stingers and blades, swept out an air explosion with enough force to cut through any fighter or even a large landing ship.

It is begging its owner to feed it.

"Are you hungry again?"

Ron used fel energy to bind the struggling Chaos entity, a huge Nurgle demon, and threw it into the distance: "Go away, go and have fun by yourself!"

This little guy loves this.

Amid the screams of the Nurgle demon, Black Flame flapped its wings and chased after it, caught it, teased it, and then tore it apart and swallowed it.

When it turned around, its owner had disappeared.

Heiyan lowered his head and let out a howl, then flew deep into the clouds again, looking for new fun.

For example, chasing after those Dread Knights riding tiny creatures.

Inside the Demon Palace.

"Damn it, I'll have to ask the black oil guys to improve the equipment later."

Ron restrained his fel energy and sat in front of the huge dark table, leaning over and carefully poking at the data pad to handle affairs.

He began to understand how miserable Lao Ji felt at that time.

"Sir, our vanguard has already set out..."

The Dark Thunder Guard came over to report.

Not long ago, a ten thousand strong vanguard army of the Legion of Dread followed the orders of the Dark Prince and marched out of the Eye of Terror towards the Empire's territory - the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar.

Ron nodded, still concentrating on the dataslate.

After those fear warriors obtained a large amount of equipment, they were clamoring for battle all day long. They should have been released long ago.

Therefore, he asked those guys to cause trouble for Nurgle's forces in advance and spread the reputation of the Legion of Dread.

And by the way, he also publicized the terrifying power of the Dark Prince and provoked the Primarch of Hope to create a good atmosphere.

In order to achieve the goal of "I challenge myself".

Click.

Ron's sharp claws pierced the data slate, and sparks burst out.

"What a piece of crap!"

He impatiently crushed the mechanical creation in his hand and looked at the Dark Thunder Guard:
"Come and help me operate it..."

It seems necessary to select a group of trustworthy people to form a dark strategy team to assist me in handling affairs.

Afterwards, Ron slumped back into the black throne and listened to the report from the Dark Thunder Guards.

According to the latest statistics, the Dread Legion already possesses nearly two thousand Chaos warships and many more affiliated battle groups, and the number of Dread Warriors has reached a staggering one hundred thousand.

Now, the entire Black Abyss Star is actively preparing for war.

This is a force that no force in the galaxy or the subspace can ignore. It is powerful enough to participate in large-scale wars and influence the direction of the war.

All of this is thanks to the gift of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon.

It must be said that Lao Dun's contribution is commendable, and he will make a significant contribution to the peace cause of the human empire.

From another perspective, Abaddon's health bar is indeed very thick.

Even though they suffered continuous critical hits from himself, the Regent, and many chaotic forces, the other side did not fall into despair.

This is enough to prove that the Chaos Warmaster and the Great Plunderer are quite capable and very strong.

Ron frowned.

The only thing he was worried about now was whether Abaddon would go crazy and lose his mind to attack him.

Fortunately, he had already made a plan and sent many wise men to prevent this incident.

……

Salvador.

Dark Castle, lobby.

"Do not!!!"

The great Chaos Warmaster, Abaddon the Despoiler, can no longer hold on!
Not long ago, some survivors escaped from the territory of the Legion of Terror and brought back an extremely shocking and absurd news.

Almost all of the two fleets sent by the Black Legion to attack the Legion of Terror surrendered. They abandoned the Chaos Warmaster and joined the Dark Prince.

This allowed the Legion of Dread to have a much larger army without having to sacrifice a single soldier.

This is simply the biggest joke in the galaxy in recent times, a complete humiliation, and a bigger blow than the previous looting of the base.

The Chaos Warmaster's authority was completely destroyed!
Is it still worth following a commander who has been betrayed by his warriors?

Word of the Black Legion's expeditionary fleet defecting to the enemy spread across the Eye of Terror, vividly describing the stinginess and stupidity of the Chaos Warmaster, the Despoiler.

He has become a fool in the Eye of Terror.

This incident was mercilessly ridiculed by many chaotic beings.

“Why on earth is this happening?!

Slander, this is a despicable slander, how could I…"

Abaddon Redwen roared, shaking with anger, his armor creaking, and a chill covered his heart.

He was even a little aggrieved.

Because before the reinforcement fleet set off, he clearly gritted his teeth and took out the inventory and generously armed all the soldiers.

And they use the best equipment.

Why are you still stingy?!

"hateful!!!"

As his old rivals taunted him one after another, the Chaos Warmaster finally couldn't hold it anymore and fainted from anger.

Under the blow of the rumor, this person fell to the ground, and everything was soft except for his pigtails.

"Master Warmaster!"

Seeing this, the Slaanesh Lord who was kneeling on the ground ready to accept punishment rushed over and hugged the Chaos Warmaster tightly.

Afterwards, new rumors spread that the Chaos Warmaster was dead.

This being was humiliated by the Dark Prince and the Legion of Terror. He was so angry that he screamed three times, vomited three liters of blood, and then fell from the throne and lost his voice.

This caused more chaos within the Black Legion, and more people secretly packed up and fled.

In the realm of chaos, news always travels so fast. Not long after, in the throne room.

Abaddon woke up slowly and heard the concerned voice of the Slaanesh Lord. This loyal subordinate had been guarding by his side.

He was quite emotional.

Now in this Eye of Terror, there are not many people I can trust.

Therefore, there is no idea of ​​continuing to punish the other party.

The Slaanesh Commander gave the being a deep look and asked, "Master Warmaster, should we assemble the fleet?!"

He was unwilling to accept his previous failure.

"Contact other forces and ask them if they are willing to send troops to form a joint fleet to plunder the Legion of Terror together..."

Abaddon sighed slightly, apparently having calmed down and not being overwhelmed by anger.

Not long after, Tzeentch's lieutenant came to report the news.

The situation is not good.

Not many leaders of the Chaos forces responded to this call, and a small half of them directly rejected the proposal.

"We can't destroy the Legion of Terror, at least not now..."

Abaddon closed his eyes in pain and made a difficult decision: "Put a hold on the attack of the Dread Legion for now, we have more important things to do!"

With the current strength of the Legion of Dread, if it cannot gather the forces of other Chaos forces and reach a consensus, it will be difficult to have a chance to wipe it out.

Instead, it may put yourself in a deeper crisis.

Through analyzing some intelligence, he clearly understood the situation of the Eye of Terror.

The savior, the Chaos Plunderer, broke the tacit understanding between the Chaos forces and organized the plunder of Salvador.

This set a very bad precedent, causing the trust between the chaotic forces to completely collapse and forming one chain of suspicion after another.

Now no one dares to send out a large-scale army alone.

Even organizing a joint fleet has become an extremely difficult task. Before reaching a consensus, the chaotic forces are unwilling to send out a large number of their troops.

Otherwise, if I go out on an expedition, what if the rest of the Chaos forces unite and destroy my lair?
Even Abaddon himself didn't dare to do that, he had learned enough lessons.

Moreover, he had deep doubts about the loyalty of the Black Legion. Are there more traitors hidden among them? !
He even doubted it.

If he sent out more troops, he would most likely be attacked by the Legion of Terror and other Chaos forces.

Now that he, the Chaos Warmaster, has lost his authority, too many Chaos beings want to challenge him.

Perhaps, the Legion of Fear has already begun planning and has joined forces with certain chaotic forces, waiting for me to reveal my flaws before delivering a fatal blow!
"The Black Legion will not end here, but will become even stronger!"

Abaddon's eyes grew determined as he reflected on the mistakes he had made since the Dark Crusade.

He was so proud and complacent that he neglected the management of the legion, causing internal chaos.

It's time to change.

Fortunately, he still had a chance to turn back, and the Black Legion still retained enough strength to avoid falling completely into the abyss.

This Chaos Warmaster and Great Plunderer decided to learn from his mistakes, purge the traitors within his ranks, reshape the Black Legion, and create a more powerful army!
Afterwards, under Abaddon's orders, the Black Legion withdrew its front, launched an internal cleansing, and developed in a dormant manner.

……

Black Abyss Star, Demon Palace.

"Lao Dun is awake now..."

Ron received the latest information and was quite moved.

In fact, Abaddon made the right choice not to launch a full-scale attack on the Legion of Terror.

Because once the Black Legion sends out a large number of legions, there is a high probability that it will be harassed and ambushed by other chaotic forces, resulting in greater losses.

This has been my operational layout all along.

Since the creation of the Legion of Terror, he has adhered to a bottom line, that is, not to allow this new chaotic force to become everyone's common enemy.

We must make our enemies as few as possible and our friends as many as possible.

Otherwise it will eventually meet its demise.

At least you can't provoke too many enemies before you develop in secret and gain enough strength to crush all chaotic forces.

Therefore, when the Legion of Dread recruited new members, it consciously rejected certain members of the Chaos forces.

And never offend their territory or recruit people in their territory.

Not only that, he also sent out wise men to secretly establish contacts with some chaotic forces, develop trade relations, and sell looted second-hand armor at low prices.

They even buy and give away half of the goods, and provide some supplies selflessly.

Some people with whom you have a good relationship will also sell you some high-quality armor, weapons, and even accessories.

This also allowed the Legion of Dread to establish good relations with many Chaos forces.

What's more, most of the Chaos Forces in the Eye of Terror are hostile to each other. Holding the idea that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, the Legion of Fear will naturally be welcomed by some Chaos Forces.

Who doesn’t love such a generous friend?
Ron looked through the information about the Black Legion's recent actions, his brows gradually furrowed.

Abaddon is starting to work hard.

That means that the Chaos Warmaster will become more difficult to deal with in the future, and perhaps the Black Legion will undergo a transformation and become even more terrifying.

Fortunately, that happened later.

Now he can finally free up his hands and devote all the strength of the Legion of Dread to the Plague War.

After Ron arranged the Legion of Terror's subsequent preparations and battle plans, the Chaos Demon Body was covered by thick black fog.

Only two streaks of scarlet light remained.

He logged off from this small vest, and his consciousness returned to the Royal Court to take charge of the overall situation in preparation for the frontal battlefield of the plague war.

For a long time afterwards, he had to work on multiple fronts...
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Holy Land World, Ers Planet.

The outer ring of the huge webway portal rotated slightly, and countless ships came and went, shuttling through the airspace of this galaxy.

Ships from hundreds of civilized worlds and even more regions converge here through complex webway routes.

These ships come here for different purposes, be it for exchanges and business, or to worship holy places, trade goods, transport logistics, study, etc.

Tens of billions of people come and go, traveling to this holy world through the star port as large as land, and then flowing to different areas.

This place undoubtedly became one of the most prosperous areas of the empire.

The original land area of ​​Ers could no longer support such a large population, so they had to further expand the space and build several star rings around the planet.

These star rings became the new bases for many departments.

For example, the Ministry of the Interior, as its population has expanded to more than one billion, had long ago moved out of the Royal Court and stationed on the Star Ring.

Only the core departments were left stationed in the Royal Court, ready to be dispatched by the Savior at any time.

Spire House, bedroom.

Ron woke up in the soft big bed, walked barefoot on the Aldos snow beast fur carpet, and walked to the balcony.

He stretched, familiarized himself with his original body, and then looked around.

The star rings outside the atmosphere rotate and crisscross slightly, casting a faint sacred light.

Wherever you look, it is a garden-like green world, and you can vaguely see the blue ocean.

Over the years, the planet Ers has undergone several transformations, and after careful design and ingenious construction, it is truly magnificent.

It features lush boulevards, towering buildings, well-irrigated gardens, and many awe-inspiring sacred sights.

For example, the statue of the emperor that soars into the clouds and can be clearly seen from space, made of rare metals and gems.

Its value alone is enough to buy many planets.

This is probably one of the most comfortable and pleasant planets in the galaxy.

According to official reports from the meteorological department, the Holy Land has a warm climate all year round, with clear blue skies and no uncomfortable weather.

The environmental regulation system spread across the planet maintains the planet's climate stability.

It has become a peaceful haven.

Such an environment and the sacred towers covering the planet are enough to relieve the fatigue of all visitors.

Let them feel the beauty of life.

Nowadays, people from the Savior's Territory and many civilized worlds hope to make a pilgrimage here to experience a one-stop vacation and bathing experience, and by the way, worship the holy relic left by the emperor - a drop of sacred blood.

Of course, all this is free.

Any human being has the opportunity to set foot here, especially citizens of the Savior's territory.

This place is undoubtedly a representative of human civilization, gathering many excellent qualities - harmony, beauty, unity, and friendliness, and is full of perfect imagination of the future of mankind.

The Holy Land of Ers is much better than the crappy Holy Terra.

But no one dares to say that.

"so good……"

Ron's super eyesight watched the pilgrims and citizens in the holy land in the distance, feeling their joy and beauty.

Perhaps once the human empire becomes extremely wealthy, more citizens will be able to experience all of this.

Gradually, his expression became solemn.

The scene before our eyes is just an illusion or expectation created with a lot of resources, it is just a ray of light.

Now mankind is still in endless darkness, which is bottomless and any glimmer of light is a luxury.

Now, the darkness has become even thicker.

The terrifying Chaos God named Nurgle launched a massive and reckless attack on the galaxy, trying to drag the Empire into the abyss.

The peace and order of the territory might also be completely destroyed.

Just now, I received an urgent message that the Savior’s territory has been attacked by a plague!
(End of this chapter)