Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

"The Cursed, stop!"

The Lord of Plague struggled hard, but could not break free from the barrier built by the Blood God and the Lord of Change.

They were afraid that after the other party rushed out, they would fall under the sword of the Cursed, making it difficult to maintain the core black fortress.

At that time, they would really have to fight with the Cursed.

Whether they win or lose, they will have to endure huge trauma, which is something they cannot accept in any case.

In order to consider the overall situation, the Lord of Plague can only suffer.

"Ha!

This is a predetermined fate, you can't stop it, and forcibly changing it will only put you in a more miserable situation.

Accept it, Lord of Plague, and accept our kind protection."

The Lord of Change couldn't suppress his big crow mouth, and he almost laughed crookedly.

Although the Chaos Evil God and the Cursed are hostile, there is not much essential conflict.

In their opinion, as long as they don't provoke that annoying guy, it will be fine.

But the Chaos Evil Gods are different.

The concepts represented by the evil gods have irreconcilable contradictions and conflicts, and they are in the same subspace, and they are natural enemies of each other.

Their war lasted for countless centuries, almost to the point of life and death.

Especially Tzeentch and Nurgle

Tzeentch has the ambition for change and transformation, while Nurgle has a completely opposite attitude, advocating self-degradation and eternal corruption.

They are completely opposite, one is strong and the other is weak, representing endless changes and endless stagnation between life and death.

The two beings have been in fierce competition since their birth, and the war has lasted for several eras.

And the Emperor is just a new threat that has only appeared in the past ten thousand years.

Compared with the Emperor, they want each other to die more, but they can't kill each other.

In this case, the Lord of Plague becomes powerful, and the first one to get anxious is this big crow.

Therefore, he formed an alliance with the Blood God and provided help to the Savior, destroying the great cause of the Lord of Plague-the Plague War.

After that, they invaded the Garden of Nurgle and attacked the Lord of Plague himself.

They were the main force of this war, bearing the most plague power, allowing the Savior to happily follow behind and steal chickens.

Without them, it would be difficult for humans to win this victory, let alone enter the Garden of Nurgle.

Since the Lord of Plague is one of the oldest evil gods, and controls rebirth and death, he is very strong.

The previous attacks of the Lord of Change and the Blood God did not hurt the other side too much.

They were originally prepared to spend thousands of years to achieve the goal of weakening.

However, now, the Savior summoned the Damned.

His flames burned the Garden of Nurgle and severely damaged the Lord of Plague at a very fast speed.

This allowed them to achieve their goal ahead of time, which was an unexpected surprise.

If the impact was not too bad, they would have wanted to applaud the Damned.

This is the current situation of the Chaos Warp.

The evil gods took some power to invade the empire in the endless internal struggles. Whoever grabbed more benefits would be hit immediately.

But due to the Emperor's threat, they had to cooperate under certain circumstances.

Typical of being afraid of the brother's suffering, and afraid of the brother driving a Land Rover.

The hypocritical comfort of the Lord of Change made the Lord of Plague even more angry.

The unnatural flames really hurt His essence, which was a permanent and major trauma.

The great cause, the accumulation of plagues over many centuries, and trillions of tortured human souls were lost in one day.

"The established fate?"

The Lord of Plague roared, and these words coming out of the mouth of the troublemaker seemed so pale and ridiculous.

He accumulated all his strength and slammed it into the face of the Lord of Change.

Making him scream miserably.

"This is also the established fate, have you observed it?"

The Lord of Plague took advantage of his power not dissipating, pressed the big bird man and beat him violently, almost pouring out all the remaining plague evil energy.

Beating the other party to scream.

Seeing this, the Blood God hurried to stop the fight, but accidentally kicked the Lord of Change a few more times, causing more injuries.

Not far away.

The Lord of Pleasure had lost a lot of his essence, and was still in shock, trembling in the corner.

But the pain in his body made him a little excited.

What no one knew was that he had hidden part of his essence in the soul essence of the Goddess of Life in a hidden way.

The essence of joy would slowly take root and sprout, causing more corruption to the Savior.

In the Garden of Nurgle.

The wails of the Lord of Plague and the Lord of Change were transmitted.

The golden, unnatural flames of the cursed burned fiercely, like an unstoppable forest fire.

The demons in the fire could not get rid of it at all, and died screaming.

"Father, save me, I'm going to die.

Ah, am I finally going to be free?"

A pessimistic voice came out.

Kugath, who was severely injured, sat on the ground and slapped the flames on his body, but there was no effect.

Unfortunately, he was in the center of the flames, unable to escape, and could not get a response from his father.

The corrupted body was visibly charred and lifeless.

These demons who committed numerous crimes finally felt the fear that humans could feel when facing them.

It was extreme pain and eternal death.

"Damned cursed one!

I, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon, will challenge you one day and swing my axe at you!"

Kabanha ran away with his burning butt covered, looking miserable.

He chopped and chopped, and Nurgle's Garden suddenly caught fire, and too many demons were burned to death by the flames of the Damned.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and led his troops to retreat, so that the whole army was not wiped out.

But on the way to evacuate, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon was aroused by the flames.

This was an unspeakable shame for him.

"This damn flame is so difficult to deal with. It's even more disgusting than the savior's sacred weapon!"

Kabanha looked around. Fortunately, no one saw this scene, otherwise his majesty would be damaged.

But what he didn't know was that all of this had been recorded by a wise man from the Dread Legion and uploaded to the Dark Prince.

peripheral area.

The Dread Legion has received the Dark Prince's order and began to retreat one after another.

They looked at the burning garden with pity.

Those are precious blood points, and they are just gone. I haven’t cut enough.

"Warriors, the Dark Prince has issued a new order. Let's go to the Scourge Stars!"

The leader of the Dread Legion inspires the morale of his warriors.

Afterwards, this group of fear warriors howled and left the subspace, and all headed towards the disaster stars.

That area has been transformed into chaos and turned into an area similar to the Eye of Terror, but the area is much smaller.

They need to completely capture and occupy that area before the Chaos Evil Gods react.

Make it the true base of the Dread Legion.

As for the Eye of Terror, they can't stay for long. Chaos Warmaster Abaddon is already uniting with other forces to try to organize an encirclement and suppression.

According to the prediction of the Dark Prince.

After this plague war, the power of Chaos in the Eye of Terror will be unprecedentedly powerful, and the traumatized evil gods will definitely support Abaddon at all costs.

Let it cause more chaos in the galaxy.

Somewhere on high ground.

The demon chicken thief's inner ghost and the big-eating king Bala got the inside information and took many Nurgle demons for emergency refuge, saving their lives.

Many Nurgle demons and demons were grateful to him.

In this disaster, too many of the most prominent Nurgle demons died, and the Garden of Nurgle was severely damaged.

It is foreseeable that the status of the Big Eater will rise sharply after this disaster, and he will be favored by Nurgle's loving father.

He will also gain more support from the demons of Nurgle due to his kindness to his kind.

Become the most popular being in Nurgle's Garden.

"Goodbye, my brother."

Mortarion knelt on the ground, allowing himself to be consumed by the unnatural fire created by his father.

He accepted his fate calmly, smiling and crying.

"Mortalion..."

Guilliman watched the flames engulf his fallen brother, and hesitated to reach out to pull him.

Unfortunately, by the time he reached out his hand, the other person had turned into ashes.

But the Imperial Regent soon discovered that Mortarion did not die as a result. He was taken away by his father.

Maybe someday in the future.

The primarch of the former empire, the Death Lord, will return in some form to atone for all his past sins.

This is empire.

Life is the Emperor's currency, and so is the life of a Primarch, even a fallen Primarch.

They hold too much value and should not just die.

"What a pity..."

Ron also noticed the big fluttering moth leaving and sighed slightly.

In fact, he didn't quite agree with that view.

If he were there, he might consider executing Mortarion and let him die eternally to atone for his sins.

But from a rational perspective.

Those in power should not act emotionally but make value judgments.

Now that the galaxy is in an eternal dark war, killing a powerful being who can be redeemed may be a loss.

After all, his return can avoid more wars and save countless lives.

This is a troubling question.

Ron didn't dwell on it for too long and put the problem behind him.

Anyway, he himself is also using the Legion of Terror, using those Chaos warriors with blood on their hands, to help mankind in a curve.

After the Horror Legion takes over the Scourge Stars.

They will quickly develop into one of the largest Chaos legions in the galaxy, bringing more killings to Chaos beings.

Golden flames rushed toward his face.

The savior and the soldiers bathed in it and did not receive any burning. Instead, they felt a burst of warmth.

"For the Emperor!"

More fallen warriors stood up in the dazzling firelight.

"Hiss~ Large-scale healing holy light skill?"

Ron was quite emotional.

In this subspace where thought and will are at the core, the role the Emperor can play is simply unimaginable. He is worthy of being a peerless hunk of humanity.

But he can feel it.

After striking down the Lord of Pleasure and burning the Gardens of Nurgle, the Emperor was feeling a little tired.

After all, they were fighting away from home in a distant area, and they had to suppress four Chaos Evil Gods at the same time. It was normal to feel pressure.

His old man is restricted by his faith and the Golden Throne, so he is not an invincible existence.

Otherwise, humans would have wandered sideways in the subspace long ago.

But no matter what, this is progress.

Using the technology of the Savior's domain, the Emperor descended into the realm of Chaos in some form to strike at his enemies.

Unfortunately, the conditions are very harsh.

They have to invade the realm of chaos to set up and run the sacred core, and it will take time.

Perhaps when he acquires more advanced technologies, he can better utilize the Emperor's power.

Truly giving humanity an advantage in subspace.

Ron looked into the distance. The sacred flames in Nurgle Garden began to gradually slow down, and the sacred core was on the verge of exhaustion.

It's time for me to go back with my loot.

"In the name of the Emperor, drive away evil spirits!"

Several gray knights who were seriously injured and fell to the ground stood up in the holy light after being affected by the evil energy released by the Lord of Joy.

These warriors chanted the Emperor and attempted to fight their enemies to the death.

That is the supreme favor given by the empire to pure souls.

However, they discovered that the sacred flame had burned away all the filth around them, and the demons had long since died.

The troops are evacuating.

"Well, it's time for us to leave this abominable realm."

Great Instructor Ke Wen felt a little regretful.

During their trip to the Garden of Nurgle, the battles they encountered ended suddenly, before the Gray Knights could take action.

It's over.

Judging from the current situation, in addition to the concave shape, they drew some explosive photos.

There is no record at all.

Just a pure outing, not as dangerous as the small exorcism war they had participated in before.

Such an honorable battle that was neither superior nor inferior made him quite uncomfortable.

What's more, for the soldiers of the empire, not joining a gang or participating in dangerous battles on the front line is a kind of bullying in itself.

The Gray Knights probably suffered this kind of treatment and were placed in a relatively rear position as bodyguards.

In the final battle, they were accidentally injured by the evil energy of the Lord of Joy.

Didn't even see much of the enemy.

To put it simply, it was the most glorious battle in the history of the Seventh Brotherhood. There was no record and only half of it was pretentious.

It’s about the same as a socialite raising money to check in.

Ke Wen is thinking about it.

Will the honor banner of this battle still be hung in the hall of the Gray Knights headquarters of the Demon Tribunal?

He led the Gray Knights to evacuate with some dejection.

Those who didn’t know better thought that the Gray Knights had lost the battle.

The edge of Nurgle's Garden.

The savior left with Aisha, the goddess of life, and glanced back at the black fortress.

He seemed to feel the sorrow of his loving father.

"No!"

The Plague Lord also saw this scene and couldn't help feeling sad.

Elsa's joy and dependence on the Savior dealt Him a critical blow.

His great cause was destroyed, the goddess of life he protected was taken away, his beloved son Mortalion left, he was beaten, and even the garden was burned.

But I can't do anything.

How painful and humiliating is that? !

This always kind and smiling being seemed to have a mask of pain carved on his face.

I probably won’t be able to laugh for a long time.

The Lord of Joy looked at the departing savior and showed a seductive smile.

He can feel it.

That essence still remains in the soul of the goddess of life.

…

I don’t know how much time passed.

The Chaos Gods have left, and the fire in Nurgle's Garden has been extinguished.

The garden that used to be noisy and noisy has become silent, with only the remaining dead trees left on the ground, and the moans and complaints of demons can still be vaguely heard.

They are still afraid.

Rainfather Rotigus was searching along the scorched earth, and smooth birth sacs could be seen on some of the gnarled trees.

That is the devil who was lucky enough to leave his essence behind in the disaster.

"Loving father, when can we resume the joy we had before..."

He sighed.

It is said that such burns will never heal and the changes in the burned area will last for at least tens of thousands of years.

Now, their loving father is tossing and turning in his sleep, feeling pain.

Occasionally, I would call out the name of the savior and the goddess of life in my nightmares, and I didn’t know what I was dreaming about.

The Savior and the Damned have left burning scars that will never heal in Nurgle's paradise.

Rotigs walked for an unknown amount of time until he finally saw a tall, swollen tree.

Even after the flames burned, it was still a little moist, and inside the birth sac growing on it were half-formed demon bones.

This means that the Beloveds are back in the garden, but still in a dead state.

Perhaps one day, the loving Father will recognize them and resurrect them.

He knew that it was Kugas.

"The old enemy who once competed with me for favor."

Rotigs tapped the swollen birth sac.

The thing reacted immediately, and the shape of antlers appeared faintly.

He made a comforting gesture: "Shh, calm down, you failed stupidly, and you have to wait until your loving father allows you to return to the world.

Of course, your loving father is very disappointed in you for messing up everything and asking the Savior and the Damned to set fire to the garden.

Maybe you won't be able to come out for a long time! "

Rotigs continued: "You may be wondering, how did I avoid punishment and why am I still hanging out?"

He paused and smiled with satisfaction: "It's easy, I have a better plan to grab a larger area than Ultramar into the garden.

In case you don't understand, corruption doesn't just have one path, it will spread throughout the empire.

Although, that takes a while. "

The birth sac seemed to be angry and had no new reaction.

Rotigs didn't care, and knocked hard again, extremely proud: "Watch, I will soon become the most beloved existence of my loving father.

First darling, what a wonderful title.

Hahahaha! "

However, before the birth sac had a new response, Rainfather's laughter stopped abruptly.

There was a new movement in the black house.

Big glutton Bala, the cowardly and incompetent guy who only knew how to eat and drink everywhere, was welcomed by the demons of Nurgle and happily entered the bedroom of the loving father of Nurgle.

This was the first time that the loving father summoned his favorite after the catastrophe.

What that means is self-evident.

Rotigus stood blankly beside the birth sac, and the smile on his face did not know where to move.

This plague area has added another sad existence.

——

Warp.

The holy light shines.

Buzz~

The sacred sun is in shock at this moment, showing its emotional excitement.

???

The emperor recovered his energy and woke up from a short sleep.

He looked at the green garden behind the little sun, representing the goddess of life, and was a little confused.

The psychic big force pocket is ready to go.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's our own people, calm down, old man! "

Ron controlled Little Sun to quickly grab the Holy Sun to prevent him from doing anything extreme.

What if the Goddess of Life is scared and cries again?

In fact, the Goddess of Life is already a little scared.

She remembered the super big guy she was hit by when she asked the Emperor for help several centuries ago.

That attack was too terrible!

Fortunately, the accumulated psychic power did not hit this side, but turned around and hit Little Sun's head.

It's just that the power is much weaker.

Ron's essence covered his head, and there was no Too many concerns.

As a deity, the goddess of life, Aisha, cannot go directly to the Milky Way, and needs the protection of people to resist the attacks of the Lord of Plague and the Lord of Joy.

To avoid being bullied.

After thinking about it, he decided that this was the safest place, and he didn't have to worry about it.

But Ron also knew the Emperor's attitude towards the alien gods, and it was good enough that he could appease him.

If Guilliman were to do this, he would dare to bring the alien beings to the Emperor.

He would probably have to eat bamboo shoots fried with meat, and talk about the Second Empire, and his belt would be broken.

This is also the reason why the Primarchs are so afraid of the Emperor. He is really strict and merciless.

But that depends on who.

The Emperor is particularly tolerant of the Savior, and there may be a bit of leniency in it.

After all, he still enjoys the sacred tower and big sword in the Savior's territory.

However, in the Emperor's heart, the Savior can only be ranked second, and the first is undoubtedly the mechanical goddess Xiao Ling.

So, Ron quickly pulled Xiao Ling over.

Let her chat with the Emperor grandfather and make him happy.

Ron looked at the fluttering Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling, whose wings fluttered in front of the Emperor's phantom, made the Emperor smile, and felt a little emotional.

Why did he feel that Xiao Ling was closer to the Emperor? Maybe it was because he asked her to work too much?

It seems that I have to find an opportunity to give Xiao Ling a holiday in the future, and then find a way to get her some ancient mechanical relics and toys.

Comfort my little cotton-padded jacket, the number one worker under my command.

Not long after.

Xiao Ling fluttered her wings and flew over, with her hands on her hips: "Hmph, Grandpa Emperor fell asleep, I will continue to calculate, there are still a lot of data to be deciphered!"

"What work, today is a holiday."

Ron's phantom stroked Xiao Ling's little head: "You can have fun these few days, and I also approved the data entertainment project you proposed before!"

"Really?!"

Xiao Ling's eyes lit up, and she rubbed her head here: "Hehehe, my father is the best to me!"

"That's a must, but after the holiday, remember to process the data well. "

Ron reminded.

That was the data about the subspace node of the Galaxy Business Center, which was the most important project of the Savior Territory after the Plague War.

It involved a huge amount of calculations.

For him, the biggest spoils of this war was actually time.

The massive setback of the Chaos forces could bring a relatively stable period of time to the Galaxy, allowing itself to develop and transform the empire.

"Yeah!"

Xiao Ling nodded like garlic, full of energy.

Ron was quite satisfied.

My little cotton-padded jacket is still good, considerate and hardworking, maintaining the operation of all systems in the territory.

The Savior Territory can't do without her.

He stroked Xiao Ling's head again: "Be good, go play, your aunt Aisha and I have something to deal with."

After Xiao Ling left happily.

Ron couldn't wait to go to the depths of the Goddess of Life Garden and carefully arranged several psychic barriers.

In the middle of the soft flowers, Aisha, wearing a thin gauze dress, had been waiting for a long time.

She blushed and seemed a little nervous...