Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 434 Karama: Gua, is it too late for me to go back now?

Fortunately, Gauss and other violent Ogryn warriors just stared at this side and had little desire to attack.

Their attention quickly turned to the remaining daemons of Nurgle.

They began to chase after the Nurgle demons who were screaming in fear and trying to escape back.

"Thank goodness they have retained some basic sanity..."

Dovaro breathed a sigh of relief.

He and the Primaris warriors had already behaved themselves and quietly retreated a distance, fearing that they would anger those damn Ogryns.

"Boss, do we lose to Ogryn?" A rising star warrior Primaris realized this problem and asked with a bitter face.

Today, not only are the Rising Star Warriors inferior to Ogryn in cultural studies, they are also badly defeated in terms of combat effectiveness.

Those violent warriors reap the most victories and glory.

"This...cannot be considered a loss..."

Dovaro took a deep breath and tried to explain: "How can you consider it a loss when it comes to the Space Marines?"

Then there were more words, like "violent bloodthirst", "Emperor, that's not normal", and "We still have a chance".

This caused many Primaris Space Marines to lower their heads, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air around them.

"Ugh!"

Dovaro pushed aside the corpse of a corrupted giant fly and sat dejectedly on the ruins: "Brothers, our future will be difficult..."

Due to the previous incident of Ogryn's ridicule.

The Novamarines have become a synonym for the uneducated among the Ultramarines' extra-curricular children, attracting the attention of the Imperial Regent.

And after that they had to attend classes and train with Ogryn, which almost made them deeply bound to each other, and their every word and action was under the attention of everyone and the Imperial Regent.

What's more, this is a comparison between the Primaris, who claim to be the elite of the empire, and the stupid subhuman Ogryn. Can pure-blooded humans be inferior to subspecies?
The more outstanding and glorious the Ogryns were, the more dull and dim they, the Primaris, seemed.

The Empire places great importance on genes.

People would think, they are all genetic descendants of the original, so why are there such big differences? Is it a genetic problem?

It was precisely because of the Primarch's excellent genes that Ogryn was able to undergo a complete transformation. Even his own elite troops who had used the Regent's genes could not compare to him.

This would bring shame upon the Imperial Regent.

Judging from the current situation, the Nova Marines represent not only themselves, but also the Ultramarines and all the descendants of the Ultra Primarchs.

Everyone hopes that the Rising Star Warriors can turn the tables.

In this case, Captain Calga would have to torture himself often, right?

"Damn Ogryn..."

When he thought about what might happen in the future, Dovaro put on a mask of pain and felt suffocated.

Suddenly, melodious music came from next door.

Ogryn had finished the battle and was now gathering together to play sacred music praising the Savior, seemingly trying to calm his previous violent temper.

They tried hard to regain their sanity and appeared quite gentle and elegant.

Aside from the blood and flesh stains on his armor, there was no sign of his previous violent appearance.

Patter~
A drizzle fell from the sky.

I don't know if there was something wrong with the weather control device, but only half of the rain containing diluted purification agent fell, and all of it fell on the Nova Warriors.

Dovaro and others were drenched in the cold rain, and they felt very cold in their hearts.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the Primaris: "In the name of Gene-Father and Regent of the Empire, we must fight to the death.

We must end this shame with our own hands. In the future, we will learn from what Ogrin learned and do better.

I don’t believe I can’t defeat those Ogryns!”

The decision of this leader has given rise to another versatile regiment in the galaxy, and it is even more bizarre...
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Aix Cathedral.

At this moment, the cathedral was on full alert. In the sky, there was a huge three-legged corruption machine floating nearly one kilometer high. It was taller than any previous corruption machine.

It is the core of the corrupt network of this planet and even the entire galaxy. It is embedded in this space with some chaotic technology, and its three huge legs extend into the void.

The corrupted machine was originally hidden, but the Savior's reconnaissance team found it using sorcery to detect the creation.

As soon as it was discovered, it sensed the threat and started operating ahead of time.

A terrifying chime rang out from the corrupted machine, and some kind of countdown was starting.

The sickle-shaped hands on the three clock faces were spinning backwards madly, the hollow sphere was pulsating at a frequency similar to a migraine, and the vicious liquid inside was constantly spreading corrosive evil energy.

This makes the shadow of the Nurgle Garden behind him clearer.

"Quick, gather and build a defense line!"

Tens of thousands of elite Space Marines and Primaris quickly deployed defenses at key locations in the war zone to be ready to defend against any possible demons.

Boom boom boom——

One after another, sacred ashes were launched towards the corrupted machine, constantly weakening the fel energy barrier created for it by the Garden of Nurgle.

Under the burning of the holy light, the fel energy barrier was like glass about to shatter, crumbling.

Whoosh!
The magnificent shuttle landed in the center of the Cathedral Square, and the savior in dark gold armor walked down the gangway, looking imposing.

He looked up at the gradually solidifying shadow of the Garden of Nurgle in the sky, his brows furrowed.

"The Corruption Machine is anchoring the passageway leading here from the Garden of Nurgle. We must destroy it as soon as possible!"

Ron began to understand why Yax in the original timeline fell so quickly.

Once this thing anchors the passage to the Garden of Nurgle, the Nurgle demons will be able to reach the planet along the passage with impunity, and no matter how many troops the Empire has, it will not be able to stop them.

Moreover, the corrupting energy of the Garden of Nurgle will completely transform this planet into a plague planet, making it difficult for the Empire's army to stay and fight here.

They were forced to evacuate.

Fortunately, I found out this corrupt machine in advance and got a chance to catch my breath.

Unfortunately, there is not much time to catch our breath.

Because he had already seen the black dot in the shadow, which was the huge Plague Ark, and there were even more powerful beings eyeing it and could cross the boundary at any time.

But in any case, the presence of two Primarchs on Yax greatly increased the chances of winning this defensive battle.

"The Lord Regent has already gone ahead with the Sisters of Silence and is waiting for you inside..."

Ultramar's second-in-command, Ultramarines Captain Calgar, had been waiting for a long time and saluted slightly.

As he saluted, he noticed the legendary equipment worn by the Savior - Glory and Arbiter, which was one of the favorite weapons of their genetic father Guilliman.

The corners of Karga's eyes twitched, and for a moment he could not control himself.

After their gene-father fell asleep, these two legendary weapons have been placed in the Primarch Museum and carefully maintained.

The chapter leader had been eyeing it with envy for a long time, but did not dare to even think of using blasphemy.

Sadly, during the Battle of Macragge, these two legendary weapons, along with many more treasures, were stolen by an unknown entity.

For this, he repented for a long time and felt deeply guilty.

For half a century, the Ultramarines have been trying to find it, but have failed.

Some clues even point to the Primarch of Hope, the Demon Eater.

However, without concrete evidence, the Ultramarines could not rashly go to investigate and offend a Primarch.

Now, the truth is revealed.

"By the Emperor, the case has been solved. It was the Savior who stole the weapon!"

Karga screamed in his heart, but tried hard to control his expression and not reveal it completely.

He stared at the two legendary weapons and stammered, "Sir, these two weapons..."

"Oh, you mean this sword competes with Bakuya?"

Ron patted the weapon on his waist and smiled gently: "I picked it up in Magkula. I didn't expect it to be so useful."

Karga froze for a moment. The sudden answer left him speechless. He cursed in his heart:

“This person actually admitted it himself, maybe he picked it up in the weapons hall of the Primarch Museum?
Why not just take the Primarch's throne as well!"

He felt uncomfortable when he thought about the blame and guilt he had suffered for this matter.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

The savior's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him picking up some equipment.

"Nothing... nothing. Please follow me. The Regent is waiting for you inside."

Karga didn't continue talking about this issue. He didn't dare to say anything or ask anything. This was not something he was qualified to ask about.

You can't say you hope the Primarch steals things, can you?

Moreover, this being had come from afar to save their genetic father.

Ron led the Thunder Guard Champion and followed Calgar into the barrier, and everything around them immediately became filthy.

There are signs of corruption and desecration everywhere.

They soon found Regent Guilliman, who was standing in front of a strange inverted altar, with the Sisters of Silence protecting him.

This will prevent the Imperial Regent from being affected by further evil energies.

But it must be said that where the Sisters of Silence exist, the corrupt evil energy is indeed isolated and the air is much fresher.

Ron was even thinking about whether he should train a group of silent nuns himself, even if it would be nice to just help optimize the environment.

He looked toward the altar.

The altar was engraved with three red circles symbolizing the god of plague, and the breath of plague flickered between the evil symbols.

A wooden statue of the Emperor, arms outstretched in prayer, was hung upside down on the altar; its head, hands, and feet had been chopped off, and other parts of the statue bore marks of desecration.

Next to the statue is a small statue of the Loyalist Primarch, which also shows some signs of desecration.

Ron saw a statue of himself in it, which was exactly like the lifelike one.

"This is what my brother used to defile this planet."

Regent Guilliman stared at the filthy and corrupted machines in the sky and suddenly said, "However, during the Nikaea Conference, he was the one who was most opposed to the Librarians and the Warp psychic power...

He has degenerated into someone no one recognizes.”

"Perhaps, we will be able to catch that guy soon and let him know what regret is."

Ron has prepared a special "Emperor's Love" sacred urn bomb for the big moth, which will definitely make the other party feel the deep fatherly love.

He was a little impatient. "Mortarion is not here."

The Regent turned around and looked at the Savior: "If he were here, I would feel his presence..."

He hoped to face his fallen brother and end this as soon as possible.

However, although Mortarion has invested a lot of effort and resources in the hospital world of Yax, he does not seem to be prepared to show up here.

"Then let's destroy this damn place first. It should be time."

Ron could feel the fel energy barrier weakening and could break at any time, allowing him to directly attack the corrupted machine itself.

Once the core of this place is destroyed, Yax can be declared safe.

As soon as he finished speaking, a warning came from the communication channel, reminding the soldiers under the corrupted machines to avoid collapsed buildings.

Wave--

The fel energy barrier shattered like foam.

The aftermath of the bombardment caused the cathedral's dome to collapse, exposing more of the sky and the corrupted machine.

It can be seen that the chain-like plague energy spreads and connects to the altar.

Boom!

Ron used his psychic powers to stop the flying rubble and destroy it, while other warriors also dealt with the collapsed wreckage in various ways.

"This sword can destroy it."

Regent Guilliman drew out the Emperor's Sword smoothly, and the blade immediately began to burn as soon as it left the scabbard.

"It is worthy of being the most legendary weapon of the empire. It is so powerful..."

Ron looked at the burning and dancing sword blade and felt a little envious.

This is simply the eternally burning holy light and the infinitely refillable single holy urn bomb.

He was a little curious about how the Emperor's Sword was burning. The machinery that made up the sword was hidden in the blade and the hilt, and nothing could be seen.

But there is definitely some kind of subspace mystery involved, rather than simple science.

It's a pity that Lao Ji treasures this holy sword so much that he is unwilling to lend it to himself for research.

Perhaps it was because his savior had a criminal record and was worried that he would pick up the sword and not return it or that he would dismantle it and not be able to put it back together.

Wouldn't he cry to death then?

"You are not welcome."

Guilliman raised the sword high, burning with holy light and driving back the shadows.

He stared at the altar in front of him and the rune chains connecting the corrupted machines. "Everyone, go back to the warp!"

After that, it's just a simple sword swing.

This Emperor's Sword is a curse to Chaos. It easily cuts through all rune chains and destroys all links.

Afterwards, Guilliman activated the jump pack on his back, and he suddenly leapt up and flew towards the corrupted machine in the air.

More golden flames erupted on the corrupted machine.

The Emperor's Sword cut off a leg of the corrupted machine like cutting through butter, and the complex rotten parts fell down.

After losing a leg, the corrupted machine tilted, the ticking clock no longer sounded accurate, and the vicious liquid in the hollow sphere continued to slosh.

Guilliman took a breath and attempted another attack.

However, the savior's voice came to remind him: "Old Ji, make way!"

He subconsciously looked down and saw that the brother was carrying a huge launcher. The mechanical device at the front was opened, revealing more warheads.

Seeing this, he quickly dodged.

bang bang bang-

The launcher first fired several sacred urn bullets, which hit various parts of the corrupted machine to weaken the evil energy, and then more hot melt warheads flew out.

The melta missiles completely destroyed the key nodes of the corrupted machine, causing the entire machine to collapse and fall to the ground, raising countless dust.

"Sure enough, this thing is still useful. Otherwise, how long would it take for Lao Ji to chop us?"

Ron dropped the transmitter and clapped his hands.

He looked at the ruins of the machine and warned, "Don't burn all these things. We'll have to take them away for research later to find a way to enter the corrupted network."

In addition to some small complete corruption machines, this big one also needs to be studied.

The great wizard from the Black Abyss has already led the black oil guys to form a temporary project team, ready to study this thing carefully, and the Queen of Black Machinery will also come to help.

Of course, that's not free, he has to sacrifice his looks.

Guilliman fell to the ground, frowning: "I have a bad feeling, things are not over yet..."

"Quick, everyone get out of that ruin!"

When Ron heard this, he immediately treated it as a formidable enemy and ordered all the soldiers to retreat to a safe area away from the ruins.

The danger is coming, and it’s big!
According to his experience, you can ignore what others say, but you must be cautious about what Lao Ji says.

Even a guy like him who often steps into traps feels that something bad is going to happen. So it is definitely something bad, more real than pearls, and can be called a prophecy of the law of cause and effect.

Because that was a premonition that Lao Ji had developed after suffering countless sneak attacks and beatings, and with countless painful tears and blood!

"Attention all departments, immediately activate the ultimate defense facilities and prepare for war!"

Even though there were no signs, Ron still ordered all defense and attack measures to be activated.

Hundreds and thousands of super-heavy artillery shells and dozens of sacred urn bombs of various types were put into pre-launch mode, aiming at the area where the ruins were located.

Many high-level Grey Knights, their bodies covered with sacred bone urns, were ready to go.

Such a camp, coupled with two Primarchs, is enough to ensure that any demonic being will never return!

"Alas, what a pity..."

Ron stood beside Guilliman, feeling quite emotional.

All this was originally prepared for the big moth, I wonder which of Nurgle's kind father's favorites will get it.

When all defense and attack facilities were activated, a shock wave of evil energy burst out from the destroyed clock, and dirty wind blew in all directions.

"My Lord, a rift is forming and we can't close it!"

The Chief Librarian stumbled back, flashing arcs of psychic electricity crackling like whips, lashing the remains of the cathedral.

He looked like he couldn't hold on any longer.

Fortunately, the savior used his psychic power to help the chief think tank and saved his life.

The unnatural wind was extremely fierce.

The Thunder Guards and Grey Knights lowered their heads in the strong wind and were pushed back, their boots rubbing against the ground and creating sparks.

Regent Lord Guilliman plunged the Emperor's Sword into the ground, and flames flowed out from the edge of the blade and surrounded it, forming a golden shield to resist the strong wind.

Ron stood behind Lao Ji, his eyes fixed on the crack.

"I am the fifth favorite of the plague, the second lost one..."

A shrill and terrifying voice sounded from the cracks in the subspace, surrounding all areas and making everyone who heard it shudder:

"I am the guardian of the final moments. I cannot be killed. I have seen the end of time, until every atom decays and decays..."

From the crack, a black, wavy gelatinous substance poured out, enveloping the entire mechanical ruins, making them darker and more corrupt, and further restraining them.

Reshape it into a hideous and hideous demon body.

Black, rotting skin formed on the machinery and broken stones, the rotating gears entered the heart, and the tips of brass and iron turned into claws.

Huge demon wings grew out in a few seconds, and the irregular bones creaked.

Finally, a skeleton-horse-like head grew out, with burning yellow mist in its eye sockets, spreading endless malice.

The abominable favorite of Nurgle, a hybrid of man and horse, appeared before the people, and a suffocating stench of decay filled the entire area.

More Nurgle demons appeared behind him.

At the same time, the shadow of Nurgle's Garden, which had been extinguished, reappeared, almost occupying the sky.

Everyone could clearly see that seven huge rotten void whales - Plague Arks, were flying towards this side, getting closer and closer.

Each one was larger than an Imperial battleship.

That is the real army of Nurgle. The Plague Ark seems to want to smash directly into this planet through the crack!
Roar--

The terrifying Nurgle being leaned forward and stepped forward, staring at everyone and roaring: "I am Karama, your executioner, and I will bury you!"

The roar of the Fifth Favorite of the Lord of Plague almost suppressed all sounds, making the entire area silent.

"No, how do you do things?!"

The Savior's voice of reprimanding, which was inappropriate and disappointing, startled the invading Karama and Nurgle demons.

Cast your gaze over here.

However, the other party did not notice them.

Such neglect caused Karama to become furious, with thick yellow mist coming out of his nostrils: "Savior?!"

The being was inside the golden shield, immersed in the communication: "Hurry up, you guys at the Mechanicus, the Abominations are all in place, what if they let them escape?"

???

Upon hearing this, Karama and other Nurgle demons suddenly had a bad feeling.

In an instant, the surroundings became shiny.

hum~
In the distance, the core of the sacred tower that had been secretly assembled long ago burst out with brilliant sacred light, and transmitted that light to the diamond-shaped mechanical towers surrounding the cathedral.

Afterwards, these mechanical towers emitted one connected wall of light after another, all projected around the ruins.

This scorching holy light formed a huge halo that surrounded the ruins, and was constantly shrinking the encirclement and pushing back the darkness.

At the same time, it also illuminated the white sacred ashes around it.

Ron finally ended the call and looked up at the ferocious demon in front of him: "Ah, were you looking for me just now? What's the matter?"

Karama looked at the overwhelming energy and weapons of the cursed that surrounded him, and was dazed for a moment.

It's like a fugitive who is at a loss and surrounded by spotlights.

His power instantly collapsed in front of the savior, and he subconsciously took a step back with a rumbling sound.

It seems like I came at the wrong time...

(End of this chapter)