Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

"Rest well, old Ha..."

Looking at Kabanha's heroic back attacking the temple, Ron retracted his hand holding the launcher and mourned for him.

According to the backup plan, he also left a six-year-old sniper version of the Holy Ash Bullet for this old opponent.

Now it seems that it can be saved.

After all, he only has a few of them in his hand, which is considered to be all his family's wealth, so he can save as much as possible.

Ron can already imagine Kabanha's fate.

The future Regent Guilliman is about to revive. He is almost invincible in the real universe when he is resurrected with full blood.

What's more, he holds the Emperor's Sword that can directly kill demons.

Although the Holy Ash Bullet is powerful, its main advantage is still in clearing soldiers. The number is small, the manufacturing time is long, and there is a cooling time.

The Emperor's Sword in Guilliman's hand is the top artifact left by the old God Emperor. Whoever is cut will die, and there is no cooling time.

It is a real Chaos Nemesis.

What's more, according to GW's nature, this highly popular character, the son of the plot version, has just been resurrected and is in urgent need of showing off.

No one can help.

Not to mention the chief Khorne demon Kabanha, Ron has reason to suspect that even if Khorne comes, he will be slapped.

Don't dare to provoke, don't dare to provoke!

Ron quietly issued orders to the heavy-armored chicken thieves and greenskins, asking them to pay more attention to the surrounding situation and prepare for retreat.

If Guilliman wakes up and kills him, and stabs him by the way, it will be a big grudge.

Bang——

Just as Ron was about to run away, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of him and went to the sky.

That was the holy silver-haired angel surrounded by golden flames-Saint Celestine.

He suddenly sensed that the aura of this silver-haired angel had changed a lot, and he felt a little familiar.

Well, it has become more beautiful.

Roar——

The roar of the demon came, and the silver-haired angel intercepted Kabanha, and the two fought in mid-air.

After receiving the gift of the Holy Sun, the silver-haired angel became even more powerful.

He was able to fight Kabanha for several moves without being defeated.

The golden and red afterimages fought many times in an instant, and the energy wave continued to spread.

"Cursed believer, you are seeking your own death!"

Kabanha's steel body was burning with blazing flames, as if it was red and warm.

It's okay for that despicable demon eater to intercept him, after all, he is an existence worthy of the demons' fear.

But now, even the defeated general who was crushed by him not long ago dared to provoke him.

What a shame.

In mid-air.

"By the will of my Lord, I will eliminate all evil and protect the holy body of the Emperor's Son!"

The silver-haired angel's wings danced lightly, she held the Blazing Heart Sword in her hand, and her eyes were full of fighting spirit.

This terrible demon must not be allowed to affect the revival of the Emperor's Son!

At this moment, Kabanha's eyes were extremely violent.

He must tear the Cursed believer who dared to challenge him into pieces!

Kabanha waved the blood axe in his hand and launched an attack with all his strength. Every attack was full of killing power.

Enough to tear the mountain apart!

But the silver-haired angel did not retreat. The sword of the blazing heart burned in her hand, emitting dazzling flames.

The two powerful beings launched a life and death fluctuation in mid-air, blood and flames intertwined, and the sound of air explosions continued to come.

However, the balance of the battle began to tilt.

Although the silver-haired angel was eager to fight, Kabanha's violent power seemed endless.

Every confrontation was like a brush with death.

The silver-haired angel's armor, which originally shone with a sacred light, now began to show cracks.

Fragments kept falling.

"Fuck, Kabanha is so fierce even when she is at low health, the situation is a bit bad..."

Ron, who originally wanted to run away quietly, stopped when he saw this scene.

He was hesitating.

But looking at the battle scene, the silver-haired angel was in danger of falling.

However, Saint Celestine was a living saint with the ability to resurrect. It shouldn't matter if she died once or twice.

Besides, the battle was already decided.

Even if Kabanha killed her, it would be difficult to break through the psychic defense line built by the Grey Knight Grand Master and other powerful warriors around the temple.

Alas...

I'm here now.

Ron gritted his teeth and took out the sacred urn bullet again.

It's nothing, he's just a kind-hearted person who can't bear to see beautiful women suffer.

What's more, he had already made a big grudge with Kabanha, and sending that guy to the west as soon as possible would make him feel more at ease.

Click.

Ron set up the launcher neatly and aimed at Kabanha: "I can finally kill you this time, bye, old Ha!"

He pulled the trigger suddenly, and the holy light gathered again!

In mid-air.

Kabanha's attack became more and more fierce, severely damaging the believers of the cursed.

Just as he seized the opportunity and was about to tear it apart, an indescribable fear suddenly emerged in his heart.

The energy of the cursed?

Kabanha was particularly sensitive to this kind of power, and he couldn't help but glance in the direction where the energy came from.

He was so scared that he could hardly maintain his body.

The Devourer used that terrible weapon again. How could he still have such a weapon? !

Kabanha was extremely scared.

He swore that he would stay away from the place where the despicable Devourer was in the future!

Boom——

Kabanha didn't care about fighting, and suddenly hit the silver-haired angel away, flapping his wings to escape to high altitude.

He could foresee that he would never survive such an attack now!

However, the silver-haired angel soon stopped Kabanha.

"Get out of the way!"

Kabanha roared, and frantically attacked the Cursed believers who stopped him.

The fear in his heart was beyond measure, but he couldn't get rid of the entanglement.

There was no escape!

Kabanha could feel that he had been locked in, and there was no room for him to dodge in the air.

He was... completely desperate!

Could it be that he, the great chief demon Kabanha, would perish here today?

Puff!

The moment Kabanha lost consciousness, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a burning heat was burning.

"Expel the demon with the will of the Emperor!"

The silver-haired angel shouted. Although she was exhausted from the severe injuries, she still used her last strength.

The flaming sword of the Blazing Heart was fiercely stabbed into the heart of the chief demon.

When Kabanha reacted, his cruel and violent face showed an uncontrollable ecstasy.

He had never been so excited when he accepted the power of the great blood god and became the chief demon.

"Hahahaha, I, Kabanha, have been expelled. Finally, I don't have to face that despicable and cunning demon eater!"

Kabanha was ecstatic.

As the Blazing Heart Sword penetrated deeper, his iron body began to disintegrate and was gradually sucked away by the warp.

Before returning to the warp, the chief Khorne Archdemon Kabanha looked at the silver-haired angel in front of him.

His violent eyes softened, revealing a rare emotion - gratitude.

It was as if he was looking at a benefactor.

Such a look immediately made the silver-haired angel a little overwhelmed.

Whoosh -

The next second, the space suddenly twisted, Kabanha was expelled and returned to the warp.

On the ground.

"Ah, so quickly killed?

Ron looked at this scene and was a little confused, and then he felt heartbroken again: "What about my sacred ashes bullet?"

"It's a bit of a loss!

The energy of the sacred ashes bullet has gathered to the limit and cannot be taken back at all.

"Forget it, just treat it as a psychic firework to celebrate the return of Lao Ji..."

Ron comforted himself.

He pulled the trigger, and a golden energy suddenly burst out and shot into the sky.

Hmm?

After pulling the trigger, Ron saw something falling from the air.

Silver hair fluttered, wings drooped weakly.

It was the silver-haired angel, she seemed to be exhausted and was falling to the ground.

To be more precise, she was falling towards where he was standing.

? ? ?

Ron subconsciously raised his hand and caught the silver-haired angel.

Boom——

Above the sky.

The sacred ashes bomb bloomed in the dark red sky.

Its explosion was like a gorgeous golden firework, covering the surroundings with a layer of sacred light.

The light penetrated the clouds and illuminated the two figures below.

In this light, the great savior and demon eater was like a legendary knight.

He was holding the petite silver-haired angel gently and firmly in a princess hug.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the two looked at each other.

If any high-ranking nobles of the empire saw this scene, they would definitely be jealous to the point of madness.

As a living saint and the top idol of the empire, Saint Celestine has countless believers or fans within the empire.

She is also the dream lover hidden in the hearts of countless nobles of the empire.

This silver-haired angel has an angelic face and a proud figure, coupled with white angel wings.

Not many people can resist it.

What's more, her beauty is not only on the outside, but also a kind of radiance radiating from the inside out.

Her will is so firm and her heart is so pure that people can't help but think of the holy angels in the legend.

She is simply an ascetic and holy queen.

In front of Saint Celestine, the high-ranking nobles of the empire will feel how insignificant their power and wealth are.

They even have a little inferiority complex and dare not do anything to blaspheme this holy angel.

However, this silver-haired angel was actually held in someone's arms!

"Hiss~"

Ron looked at the silver-haired angel in his arms and was a little embarrassed. What kind of strange development was this?

For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

I have to say, the angel's wings are so white, I really want to stroke them...

But he didn't dare.

What's even more strange is that the way this woman looked at him seemed a little strange.

By the way, they shouldn't know each other, right?

"Mr. Demon Eater, please..."

The voice of this holy silver-haired angel is usually like a spring in winter, clear and cold.

But at this moment, her voice carries a hint of imperceptible panic.

It's as if ripples are inadvertently rising deep in her heart.

The silver-haired angel is a little panicked.

Just now, her cold heart had a feeling she had never had before.

An emotion called good feelings.

She actually had a good impression of this Mr. Demon Eater!

When——

A sudden sound like a bell interrupted the words of the silver-haired angel.

Damn!

Hearing the bell, Ron's hands trembled, and he subconsciously threw the silver-haired angel in his arms to the ground.

? ? ?

The silver-haired angel fell to the ground with a bang, and she was a little dazed when she saw Mr. Demon Eater who had thrown her rudely.

"Sorry, my hand slipped..."

Ron was a little embarrassed and apologized to Saint Celestine.

Then he ran towards the transmission channel without looking back: "I'm leaving, goodbye!"

The bell rang, representing the end of the resurrection ceremony, which meant that the super tough guy Guilliman would wake up soon.

If you don't run away now, it might be too late!

Fortunately, the heavy-armored chicken thieves and greenskins had already evacuated in the chaos.

Ron drove the hideous armor at full speed, and the thrusters behind the armor emitted fierce flames.

In order to be faster, he walked in a straight line and crashed into several ruins.

In the Temple of Rectification.

On the throne, the rune panel reading of the automatic holy box turned from red to green, and a pure and clear note lit up.

Like a sharp blade, it cut through all the noise.

The next moment, the ugly and ferocious metal tentacles stretched out by the automatic holy box began to gradually shrink and retract.

As the hissing mist gradually dissipated, a magnificent and shocking picture slowly appeared in front of everyone.

It almost made people forget to breathe.

A second ago, sitting stiffly on the throne was a pale, stagnant soul that had been silent for a hundred centuries.

Now, standing in front of everyone is the Emperor's son, the Primarch of the Ultramarines - Robert Guilliman!

His body is so majestic, alert, wise, and surging with vitality.

His presence is unparalleled, like a storm sweeping in, instantly controlling the hearts and souls of everyone in the temple.

The Primarch has revived!

Guilliman slowly stood up.

He wore the magnificent light blue armor with golden eagle wings that the Great Sage brought from the Martian Forge. He held the Emperor's Sword in his hand, and the undying flames burned along the hilt to the tip of the blade.

It released a brilliant light.

The violent rage reflected in his eyes was so fierce that no one dared to look directly at him.

At this moment, the entire temple seemed to be under a spell.

Although the raging flames of war had already burned in Ultramar, the temple was silent. Except for the echo of artillery fire from outside, there was no other sound.

Everyone present witnessed the rebirth of the Primarch with awe from the bottom of their hearts.

However, people found that the Primarch's eyes were cast elsewhere.

Everyone followed the Primarch's gaze and saw a huge figure, the Devourer.

Calgar, Greyfax and others had a complicated impression of the Devourer.

This mysterious existence that the demons feared came with an alien army, created an indescribable miracle, and saved Macragge.

Everyone had different looks. Was the demon eater an enemy or an ally of the empire?

But his behavior was undoubtedly a complete heresy.

In front of the transmission channel.

Roen noticed the fascinating gaze behind him, he paused and turned around.

There should be no risk at such a long distance.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the Primarch.

In an instant, Roen felt the Primarch's surging will and power, as well as the anger that had been suppressed for ten thousand years.

This son of revenge has returned and will pour out a raging flame on Chaos!

Roen was silent, nodded to Guilliman, and then turned and stepped into the transmission channel.

Leaving everyone with a hideous back.

Saint Celestine regained her cold and holy appearance.

Watching the disappearing figure of the Demon Eater, she had a feeling that she would see him again in the future.

"Who is he?"

The Primarch finally spoke, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Boom boom boom——

Before anyone could answer, several more Terrorclaws crashed into the temple.

The reinforcements dropped by the Chaos fleet in orbit finally broke through the defense line and arrived, but it was too late...

Roar!

When the Chaos Space Marines roared out, they were greeted by hundreds of gazes, one of which was even more fierce.

Then, these unlucky guys saw the Primarch holding the Emperor's Sword in the crowd...