Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 425 Kabanha: My destined enemy is finally here!

The Well of Eternity.

Tzeentch, the Lord of Change and the Great Transformer, hurried to the source of the shock, but fortunately everything here had returned to calm.

His illusory body crawled in the area, exploring the traces left behind, trying to find the reason.

However, the Lord of All Changes found nothing and did not find any answers.

This made Him even more confused.

The Lord of Change thought back to his experience on the Macragge's Glory and became increasingly anxious. He seemed even more powerless about the future.

Perhaps this is related to the changes in the Well of Eternity, but the influence of the Primarch of Hope cannot be ruled out.

However, no clues or signs were found in all this.

Blank, blank, and blank!

He reviewed all his connections with the Primarch of Hope, and his illusory figure trembled involuntarily.

It seems that every time I interact with the other person, it will bring harm, as if it is an inevitable fate.

The Lord of Change was a little afraid.

He canceled thousands of subsequent plans targeting the Primarch of Hope and was unwilling to have any contact with that mysterious existence.

So as not to be tainted by a terrible fate that is beyond one's power.

Suddenly, the colorful body trembled again.

The Lord of Change received a psychic message from the Primarch of Hope:

“Great Great Transformer, Lord of Change, thank you for your selfless sharing of knowledge. Your wisdom and power have undoubtedly brought a turning point in the galaxy’s fight against the Lord of Plague.

I hope we can continue to work together until the Plague Lord is completely defeated.

Perhaps in the near future, I will visit the Crystal Maze again to express my gratitude to you in person, and by the way..."

???

This sudden thank-you letter left the Lord of Change a little puzzled.

The Primarch of Hope seemed to be different from other life forms in the galaxy and the subspace. He was completely unable to predict his actions and had no idea what he would do next.

It's like a black hole of fate that is capricious, changeable and unpredictable.

The Lord of Change was silent for a while and completely cut off contact with the other party.

After cutting off the connection with the Primarch of Hope, this being seemed to be a lot more relaxed, and he crawled on the ground as usual, observing the Well of Eternity.

The known future has changed.

He must find new clues to his destiny in order to regain the initiative.

The Lord of Change stared at the Well of Eternity for a long time.

He suddenly felt that the magic water below seemed to be a little dull, and for a moment his heart was broken...
-
O'Neill, Plague Research Laboratory.

"Why did you block me?"

Ron frowned, a little puzzled: "Big Blue Bird is so rude..."

This trip to the Crystal Maze was a pretty good experience.

So he sent a sincere letter of thanks to the Lord of Change, wondering if they could cooperate again in the future and visit the secret library more often.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't seem very happy.

He thought of something and felt a little guilty: "Maybe the noise was a little too loud this time, and that guy is unhappy."

In fact, the Lord of Change felt that it was unlucky to have contact with the Primarch of Hope, and out of respect for fate, he directly blocked the other party.

dong dong dong-

The reinforced ceramic glass of the isolation facility made a sound, attracting Ron's attention.

He turned and looked over.

The plague messenger imprisoned there is causing trouble again.

In just a few days, the Plaguebringer's corruption deepened further, and he became fused with the other six Chosen Ones of Nurgle.

The seven twisted human faces on his body were laughing: "Seven days, seven days are coming again, the mercy of the plague is coming, and the people are welcoming the dead bodies... Welcome the father of the plague..."

"Foolish humans, you cannot refuse this joy. Open your arms and welcome the coming of the plague. You will gain eternal life..."

"Submit, the Father of Plague is unstoppable!"

The Plaguebringer longs to infect this planet, causing billions of its inhabitants to suffer and then turn into zombies.

He wants to turn this place into a paradise of plague and corruption, which is the best gift to his kind father Nurgle!

The Plague Messenger's rotten, multi-faced, multi-armed body shouted, and continued to clap with all its hands to create an even more joyful and distorted music.

This piece of music alone is extremely contagious.

It can infect mortals who hear the music with a mysterious plague and transform them into zombies.

What’s more troublesome is that the quarantine facilities seem to be unable to stop the plague.

The swollen mushrooms and twisted vines that grew wildly on the ground and the glass surface took deep root and corroded the glass, causing barely detectable cracks to appear on the glass surface.

Fortunately, this laboratory has been cleared and equipped with higher-level soundproofing facilities, and all ordinary experimenters have also evacuated.

"Okay, okay, you like listening to music so much, right?"

Ron was a little annoyed.

He issued an order to the high-ranking inquisitor of the Demonic Tribunal: "I love helping others the most, so let's play some high-end music for our guests..."

The high-ranking judge smiled coldly: "Savior, we happen to have relevant music. Everything will be as you wish!"

Afterwards, the judges brought a large sound generator and attached it to the ceramic tempered glass.

This can turn the isolation chamber into a resonance chamber, greatly enhancing the effect of the sound, making it more sacred and shocking.

This is the latest technology, first used in the Demonic Inquisition.

It will be converted to civilian use later.

Due to the traditions of the Savior's Territory and its high pursuit of Savior's sacred music, the territory's sound generation technology is the best in the galaxy.

It even triggered a collecting craze.

Many aristocratic fanatics would purchase various types of sound generators and use the best equipment to appreciate the various sacred music of the Savior.

They will evaluate different sound generators and music, and use holy water, holy objects and specific sacred music to burn in the machines to make them reach a more perfect state.

These sound generator enthusiasts communicate with each other and even form some kind of group, holding meetings from time to time.

Generally speaking, gatherings about art and music are considered dangerous and heretical.

However, their gatherings like this will not attract the Lord of Joy like other art and music groups.

Because in addition to the sacred music of the Savior, they also play sacred music about the Emperor and hold the sacred Emperor & Savior electronic music festival.

Even the Savior made an appearance at the rally to encourage the believers.

It can be said to be very loyal and sacred.

hum~
The large sound generator vibrated, and then an extremely sacred and powerful imperial electronic sound was heard.

Along with the roar of electronic music, a priest's deep and roaring voice came out:

“Praise the great Holy Lord!

In the name of holiness, in battle, we declare; against heresy, against xenos, we will never waver... For the Emperor, we live, we die, we are reborn!"

This powerful death rock electronic music immediately overwhelmed the music of Plaguebringer.

Moreover, the continuous electronic music containing the Emperor's name made the heretic feel indescribably uncomfortable and irritated.

"Do not!

Stop this damn music!"

The Plague Messenger covered his deformed ears with his multiple arms, shouted non-stop, and then desperately rammed into the ceramic tempered glass.

Want to destroy that abominable sound generator.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

The large sound generator continued to increase the volume, and the Emperor's electronic music became even more powerful at the climax of the music.

The high-ranking inquisitor was very familiar with this and even started DJing, as this was one of the interrogation punishments of the Demonic Inquisition.

They would even force prisoners to play Emperor electronic music for years to completely destroy their will.

According to existing records, most Chaos Demons could not withstand the Emperor's electronic torture and became obedient after a short while.

The longest record only lasted five years.

After the punishment was over, the Chaos Demon had become dull and drooled from time to time.

"Hiss~ Don't say that heretics can't stand this thing, even I can't stand it..."

Ron took a deep breath.

These emperor electronic music are updated and iterated at a relatively fast speed, becoming more and more powerful, and have become so sacred that they are a bit heretical.

It's simply the emperor version of the Noise Warrior.

It seems that supervision will need to keep up in the future to promote the healthy and harmonious development of this field.

He looked at the agitated Plague Messenger with a cold expression. This was just a small punishment.

Next time, the abominable heretic will know what fear is.

The versatile healer obtained key knowledge in the secret library that could help him create a potion that could truly protect against the plague.

And the effect is even more perfect than expected.

A few days later.

The Emperor's electronic music roaring in the isolation room has stopped, and more high-level technical priests have entered the area.

They will conduct a final experiment.

"Is this the purification potion you mentioned?" Ron looked at the glass cylinder held in the mechanical tentacles of the Ever-changing Healer. Inside was a light green, crystal clear concentrated liquid, faintly revealing a hint of vitality.

The cost of this medicine is astonishing. It uses many rare medicinal herbs and materials, and contains the energy of the sacred sun and the little sun.

Just this small bottle is enough to cover the tax revenue of several planets.

"Yes, thanks to the blessing of the Mechanical Goddess, I have created a sacred potion in a better way."

The versatile healer was holding the liquid medicine, and was also very excited. This was his most perfect work: "It can fully dissolve and transform many known plagues, turning them into harmless nutrients."

"Great sage, your wisdom is admirable."

Ron nodded in satisfaction.

If the purification potion can really eliminate the plague messengers in the isolation room and render them harmless, then such a high cost is worth it.

At least it's cheaper than the Sacred Ashes Bomb.

Because those ashes bombs consume the most precious resource that one can hardly afford - time.

The power of the sacred urn bomb is indeed strong, but in order to make it, one needs not only one's own bones and blood.

Still have to wait for a long time.

In other words, the production of that thing is pitifully small.

However, the area covered by this plague war is so vast that even if all the sacred ashes were fired, it would be in vain.

It can only be used as a core weapon for attacking tough situations.

The only sacred weapons that can truly be used on a vast battlefield are these purification potions that can be manufactured on a large scale.

The cost of the purification agent is a bit expensive, but you can afford it if you grit your teeth.

At worst, we can wait until we recover the territory occupied by the plague, then slowly recover the business, and maybe we can even make a profit.

"Then let's get into the experiment."

Ron gave the order. After so much trouble, it now depends on the effectiveness of the purification potion.

I hope I don't let myself down.

In the isolation room.

The Plague Messenger seemed to sense the change in the atmosphere and became increasingly nervous:

"No matter what you do, the plague will never end!"

He released more Nurgle energy, and maggots crawled everywhere, trying to protect their bodies with these blasphemous lives.

However, all the struggles were in vain.

The purification agent was injected into the sprinkler system, turning into crystal clear water mist that fell down. After the water mist reached the corrupted flesh and blood, it reacted quickly.

The vicious maggots died one after another.

The plague germs on the Plague Messenger's body were dissolved, and his rotten flesh could no longer support itself. Pools of yellow-green flesh and blood fell to the ground.

He cursed angrily, as if he had suffered great injustice and unfair treatment:
"No, this is the plague body given by Nurgle, the father. I cannot lose it. The people of this planet long for this eternal favor.

Do you know what you are doing?

You are trampling on selfless love, which is a huge mistake..."

The plague messenger lay on the ground, frantically picking up the flesh and blood and sticking it back on his body, and desperately trying to give birth to more plague.

Use this as a countermeasure.

He wailed, "You are cursed and do not deserve the gift!"

The effect of the purification potion seemed to be resisted by the Plaguebringer's resistance.

"Mechanical Sage, increase the concentration of the medicine by 25%."

Seeing the Savior frowning slightly, the versatile doctor continued to increase the intensity of the medicine spray while constantly recording the experimental data.

As the concentration of the medicine continues to increase, the effect it produces becomes more and more amazing.

The Plague Messenger's body disintegrated faster, and green flowers and vines grew on his body. Those were special seeds contained in the medicine.

They absorb nutrients and grow rapidly, further purifying the environment.

"Father, I have failed you..."

The plague messenger uttered one last groan, and the only remaining head on the ground stopped moving, completely covered by flowers and plants.

This abomination of heresy was completely purified.

Soon, an electronic report came:
"The experiment is over. No traces of plague were detected in the isolation room. The quality of the air and soil..."

"It's done!"

Ron looked at the lush flowers and plants in the isolation room, and the worry on his face disappeared, and he was filled with smiles.

After using up a whole can of purification liquid, the Plaguebringer was finally destroyed, which was a huge success.

Even if it costs so much to kill a plague bringer, it is still a profit.

What's more, the purification liquid can be diluted and used to deal with some common plague-contaminated areas, and can be applied on a large scale on the battlefield!

Decades ago, shortly after Regent Guilliman awakened, he set up the Plague Research Institute and began researching the plague.

After a long research process.

The Plague Research Institute brings together the technologies of various races, as well as the gifts of some amazing wisdom, such as Fabius, the goddess of life Aisha, and the Lord of Change.

Finally, this purification potion was developed. Years of careful preparation yielded rich results.

The ceramic tempered glass wall of the isolation room slowly rose.

Ron stepped into the lush flowers and vines, feeling the fresh air, then raised his hand to pick a bright red fruit from the vines and took a bite:
"Yes, sweet!"

He turned to look at the All-Change Healer and issued a new order: "Invest all your productivity and spare no expense to produce purification potions. There is no upper limit to the budget!"

Ron swallowed the fruit and looked into the void somewhere.

He has already mastered one of the elements of victory, and now it is time to fight back.

Counterattack Nurgle Garden and snatch the Goddess of Life!
……

A few days later, at Star Tower Airport.

The savior's warships gathered one after another, and more ships came in densely, and the reflected starlight made the entire airspace even brighter.

Airport Savior Sanctuary.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, blocking out the glaring light.

Ron sat in front of the office, looking through the relevant documents. Now the full preparations for war have come to an end.

All departments are ready for war.

According to the report from the Military Affairs Department, the major Space Marine Legions have assembled, and members who have been out on missions have returned one after another.

There will also be a new combat unit joining this battle - the Ogryn Warriors!

The Storm Army has also made corresponding modifications to its war machinery, and its elite troops have also been covered with protective combat armor to adapt to this war.

As for the Redemption Fleet, more special equipment was added to deal with the huge Nurgle special warships - the Corrupted Void Whales.

There is also a logistics department that has organized a large medical and material transport fleet to provide sufficient support for this war.

Not only that, the Tau Empire and the Steelfang Greenskin Empire will also send troops to join the war, and the Tyranid Hive Mothership said that it has cultivated a batch of insects with special tastes.

Maybe it would help in the war.

In short, his army is ready to go!
Hey~
Ron received new information that his new servant, the great wizard Zaraphiston, had developed a sorcery creation that could detect machines corrupted by the warp.

As he looked at the information, the image presented by the Well of Eternity emerged in his mind - Mattila, the core planet of the Savior's territory, was gradually covered by the plague.

That was some kind of prophecy.

After reading the message, Ron immediately ordered Carter to prepare a new itinerary and go to Mattila.

Before setting off for Ultramar, he must remove the trap set by the big fluttering moth as quickly as possible! -
Garden of Nurgle.

Because of Father Nurgle's great plan, it has made unprecedented progress.

The deaths of countless humans made the smell of plague and decay even thicker, and the garden continued to expand, occupying more area.

All Nurgle creatures were in a carnival, playing music all the time.

Nowadays, wave after wave of Nurgle Daemons are heading into the galaxy, accompanied by the noisy farewell of the Nurglings, and their busy figures can be seen everywhere.

Boom boom boom——

"Plague, more plague!"

The huge rotten body stomped out of the garden, maggots scattered all over the ground.

That is one of Nurgle's favorites, the ninth-ranked Nurgle Daemon - Sithiras the Great Unclean.

He will go on an important mission to fully activate the corrupted network buried in the Savior's territory in order to connect and transmit more power from the Garden of Nurgle.

To hinder the Savior's steps.

……

Brass Fortress.

The bedroom of the supreme bloodthirsty demon.

A deep, hoarse, infernal voice rang out, resounding throughout the space.

"Blood God~
I, the Supreme Bloodthirster, the Incarnation of Rage, the Skull Reaver, the Lord of Change, the Mocker, the First Demon of the Warp, am willing to go out to fight and meet the destined enemy! "

Kabanha's terrifying body was covered in thick brass armor, with bright red chains and violent runes wrapped around his body, exuding unparalleled power.

He strode out with great momentum, flames burned the void, and billions of demons cheered like thunder and waves.

Finally, the Blood God's favorite is going to fight!

Today, the Lord of Plague is in his prime, overshadowing the Blood God, but this terrifying supreme bloodthirsty demon will reverse all this.

He will plunder more land in the galaxy and let all beings know the power of the Blood God. Flames and blood will spread throughout the starry sky!

(End of this chapter)