Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Buzz~

Ron used the power of hope to open a teleportation portal and took Dante back to the bridge of the Dream.

The Necron betrayed their allies at the last moment.

They teleported in advance and fled the battlefield, attempting to detonate the gaseous planet Eros in advance to eliminate the threatening savior and human troops.

pity.

These guys failed.

Not only did he return successfully, the rest of the troops also evacuated and hid the fleet on the back of the planet.

The Dream, as the last battleship to evacuate, is sailing into the back of the planet.

"They are coming..."

Ron looked into the distance through the observation dome, and a terrifying shadow was slowly covering the starry sky of the Hades galaxy.

The minions of these great devourers are waving their tentacles, gradually covering them.

His psychic sense was keenly aware of the terrifying pressure.

It made the body tremble involuntarily.

Those hive creatures that are enough to fill the galaxy are enough to make any army despair!

Good thing.

There is a solution to all this, and they will face the vengeful wrath of the Hades galaxy!

now.

The Great Prism burst into dazzling light, its beams of fiery energy plowing a blackened death zone across the planet's surface.

However.

That's just the beginning.

After the blazing energy beam passed through the star Fodia, it passed through several planets, and then deflected at Lysios, heading towards the gaseous planet Eros.

Near Eros airspace.

The Leviathan Hive Fleet is approaching, and dense Tyranid living biological ships occupy the starry sky.

The hive mothership seemed to be aware of the crisis and desperately drove the biological ship towards Eros, trying to use those flesh and blood tentacles and chitin carapace to block the blazing energy beam.

at the same time.

It summoned more biological ships to surround itself to meet the crisis that might arrive.

Visible to the naked eye.

A wall of flesh and chitin formed in the void above Eros.

But they were late.

Before the biological ship wall completes the encirclement.

The blazing energy beam of the magnificent prism has reached the gaseous planet along the gap. The energy followed the channel opened by the coalition forces in the refinery and hit the star core.

In an instant.

The gaseous planet suddenly twisted and shrank, then expanded rapidly.

boom--

The gaseous planet exploded completely, and the extremely high-temperature flames engulfed the nearby Tyranid living biological ships, and then spread further.

The high-temperature shock wave swept across the entire Hades galaxy, and planets were ignited one after another.

The Leviathan Hive Fleet in space was directly impacted. Countless Tyranid living creatures waved their tentacles and struggled in the flames, turning into blackened pieces of flesh.

The screams of the Tyranid hive filled the Hades galaxy, and even the warp felt the fluctuations.

They were devastated, with billions of Terran hive creatures destroyed and many more sporangia destroyed.

The entire Leviathan Hive Fleet was almost defeated!

…

Fodia star.

airspace.

The Dream slowly sailed out from the back of the planet, and the planet underneath had turned into burnt brown.

Inside the bridge.

Ron stood in front of the observation dome with his hands behind his back, looking at everything outside, with red light imprinted on his face.

now.

The entire Hades galaxy is as red as blood, and it has lost its vitality.

"Our plan succeeded..."

He suddenly spoke, but his tone did not contain much joy of victory.

Just now.

If a galaxy is extinct by your own hands, that is indeed not something to be happy about.

Although people were evacuated in advance, there should still be some humans in unknown corners who did not fall into the insect's mouth and died under the impact.

Or rather.

That can't be considered a victory at all, it's just a desperate act of being forced to do anything.

"That was a necessary sacrifice. You did everything you could, and tens of billions of lives survived under your protection."

Dante walked to the side, his expression was also not very good, and he still tried to persuade the savior.

This existence is the key to mankind, and we must not be depressed or lose that determination no matter what.

If you are indecisive at the critical moment, you will lead more lives into the abyss.

Ron sighed slightly:

"Yes, life is the emperor's coin. It would be better if there were fewer such sacrifices."

In his opinion, it is still caused by human beings' firepower and combat effectiveness not being strong enough. He needs to further develop and create more war weapons.

Ron didn't dwell on the issue.

He raised his hand and patted Dante on the shoulder, turned around and walked back: "Let's go, we should go back to defend Barr!"

The blood-red void.

The Leviathan Hive Fleet resumed its activities, and they quickly collected the biomass they could recover.

after.

The space fluctuated.

Under the tug of the narwhal insect ship, the entire remaining hive fleet entered the space compression navigation channel.

Disappeared from the Hades galaxy.

Ron knew clearly that the Leviathan Hive Fleet had not evacuated, but had locked onto their next target.

That huge red planet - Baal.

Although the Hive Fleet has suffered heavy losses and its numbers have been greatly reduced, they can recover quickly as long as they obtain new biomass in time...

He must clear the area around Leviathan before it reaches Baal.

Let’s start the final battle!

"Lord Savior, I'm afraid we have to wait until later to leave."

Alarm sounds sounded.

Dante looked at the scene outside the observation dome, and his expression became more solemn. The scene he least wanted to see happened.

Ron received the alert message earlier.

He turned around and saw the approaching threat.

Another airspace on the backside of Fodia.

Two Necron tomb ships, led by sickle-type harvesters, mist-type assault ships and other battle groups, are slowly heading here.

Apparently an uninvited guest.

I don't know when, the two overlords joined together and wanted to attack the fleets of Dream and Vengeance Blade.

This is also the reason why Ron did not send a fleet to attack Leviathan during the chaos.

If we send a fleet to attack these Tyranid creatures before the Leviathan Hive Fleet gathers to leave, we will achieve more results.

But that's riskier.

What if his fleet was backstabbed by the Necron fleet while beating up Leviathan.

That would be great fun.

The situation becomes that the Tyranid Hive Fleet and the Necrons join forces to attack the human fleet, fearing that the ship will capsize in the gutter.

Even if Leviathan has left the Hades galaxy, the human fleet will still be under great pressure when facing the Necron fleet alone.

Because the Necron's overall technology and ship quality are superior to ours.

not to mention.

They still have to rush back to Baal to defend the Leviathan Hive Fleet.

If we spend too much time here, or even suffer serious losses in the war with the Necropolis, it will inevitably affect the Battle of Baal.

"Emperor, these damn metal aliens really know how to choose their time!"

Dante also thought of this, his face became slightly younger, and there were many wrinkles due to worry.

However.

Ron didn't worry too much:

"It came quite quickly. Don't worry, we won't be fighting for long."

He looked at the time: "They will leave soon. If they don't leave, their nest will be gone..."

Dante looked at the savior with a determined look on his face and became slightly more relaxed.

It seems that the savior has anticipated all this and made arrangements.

Actually.

Ron had already responded.

Almost all the green-skinned Steelfang tribe went out to pick up things in the tomb world of overlord Zarathusa.

He also arranged a fleet of the most Waaagh and smartest green-skinned technocrats and big barrels to capture the C'tan fragment - the Burner.

certainly.

That's a very difficult thing.

But he believes that the big tech master will always find a way. After all, that guy can rub combat satellites with his hands.

No matter how you look at it, the technology inherited by the green skins from the ancient saints is always confusing. The only regret is that humans cannot use it.

If the Burner is successfully captured, it can be used as one of the energy cores of the combat satellite.

Make it more powerful.

Buzz~

As the Necron fleet approaches, the Dream, the Vengeful Blade and their attached fleets raise their void shields, and more Redemption fleets are arriving.

The war between the two sides is about to break out!

Tomb-class tomb bridge.

"That savior is really difficult to deal with..."

Traveler Anrakir stared at the Dream in the distance, and had long since lost the joy of victory.

When those Deathmarks responsible for assassinating the Savior returned, they were found to have traces of the Warp on their bodies.

Thinking is also affected.

This was clearly the work of the savior, who most likely survived the assassination.

pity.

Anrakir discovered it too late. The gas planet was on the verge of erupting, and there was no way to arrange a new round of attacks.

But he still has a chance now.

The fleets of the two overlords have gathered. He is confident that he can destroy the savior's fleet, and then personally lead the team to hunt it down!

Anrakil looked at the green shadow in front of him: "Zarasusa, after destroying the savior's fleet, I will give you what you want!"

In order to get the newly awakened overlord to agree to attack the savior with him.

He promised some benefits.

Despite the Traveler's efforts to restore the Necrontyr's glory, they could once again dominate the galaxy.

But many times, he is not understood.

More compatriots just want to live in peace and defend their dynasty.

As for what would happen to the Necrontyr, they didn't care.

What's more, during the most glorious era of the Necrontyr, the relations between the overlords were not harmonious, and they even launched large-scale conquests against each other.

"Please call me by my first name!"

Zarasuza reminded: "Keep your promise in mind, but make sure you agree in advance that my army will withdraw once the battle situation is unfavorable!"

In its long dormancy, the legacy of the Freit dynasty has been reduced to little.

He doesn't mind attacking again and destroying the humans who once occupied the Hades galaxy, but he doesn't want his only army to be involved in this war.

That would leave him unable to protect his dynastic legacy in this dangerous galaxy.

Anrakir looked at the gathering human fleet in the distance.

He is extremely confident:

"We will never fall into a disadvantage. The ships of the Necrontyr are far beyond what humans can compare to!"

This time.

A message from the Savior came.

"It seems that guy wants to beg for mercy..."

Anrakil laughed contemptuously, connected the communication, and the virtual projection of the other party appeared.

Ron's gentle voice came out: "Traveller, thank you for your clumsy betrayal and methods, which almost prevented me from dying in the steeple."

"Congratulations on surviving, but you won't be so lucky next time."

Anrakir snorted coldly: "Our alliance has been broken. No matter how you plead, it will not change the fate of defeat!"

"You're not really stupid enough to think I'm here to beg for mercy, are you?"

Ron looked at the traveler with an expression as if he was looking at a fool:

"I am the savior, the Primarch of Hope, the son of the Emperor, and the ruler of the empire who loves his people like his own son. I am well-known and upright. I am not as despicable and cunning as you."

He omitted titles such as the despicable Demon Eater and the cunning and powerful Rogo, which had slightly harmful effects.

Then he looked at Zarathusa.

"I come to His Excellency, Your Name, with good intentions."

"Looking for me?"

The savior's words caught Zarasuza and Anrakil off guard and were stunned for a moment.

"Yes, given that we were allies before, I came to you immediately after learning the dangerous news, otherwise I would have uneasy conscience."

Ron's face was righteous and aboveboard.

Zarathusa was once blamed for his two betrayals and attacks on his allies.

Feel a little guilty.

But he quickly eliminated that thought. Human beings are the enemies of the dynasty no matter what!

Zarasuza asked: "Savior, do you mean that the dangerous news is related to me?"

"Our reconnaissance equipment was attacked in the airspace outside your tomb world. According to the news sent back, it was an entire orc fleet!"

Ron looked solemn: "I'm afraid their target is your tomb world, not to mention the despicable greenskins who stole your things before. I suggest you go back to defend as soon as possible.

Otherwise it will be too late! "

As soon as this was said, the scene became silent.

Zarasuza's green Gaussian eyes suddenly lit up, and he became anxious: "Despicable greenskins, how dare you covet the inheritance of my dynasty!"

He brought out almost all the awakened troops in the tomb world, and the remaining troops were also dormant.

In this case, the consequences of being invaded by green skins would be disastrous!

"Zarasuza!"

Seeing that Zarathusa wanted to leave, Anlaqir immediately said, "That's just a lie from the savior. He just wants to trick you into leaving in order to prevent this war that could lead to his defeat!"

The traveler's words seemed to calm down Zarathusa, and the two overlords stared at the savior.

"Oh, I came to remind you with good intentions, but I didn't expect to be humiliated like this..."

Ron sighed in disappointment.

Anrakir sneered:

"You just want to delay time and disintegrate the Necrontyr's alliance so that you can live a humble life. Unfortunately, I have no interest in playing with you anymore.

Say it.

He immediately ordered an attack: "The entire fleet..."

Then.

Zarathusa's scream interrupted the traveler: "The despicable greenskins really attacked my dynasty!"

The overlord received a pulse request for help from the tomb world of Perdita.

He looked at the traveler with a tone that he could not refuse:

"I have to go back, otherwise my dynasty legacy will be destroyed, you won't stop me, right?

Maybe you should come with me and kill those damn greenskins! "

Today's situation.

No one dares to leave this overlord behind, otherwise they will become his enemy.

"Wait!"

Ron called out and stopped Zarasuza, who was about to turn off the communication, and faced the other party's cold eyes:

"Your Excellency, the noble one whose name is unknown, came to remind you as soon as I heard the news, and was questioned by travelers because of this.

Now that the truth is out, do you owe me a thank you? "

Zarasuza glanced at the traveler and then at the savior. The glint in his eyes flickered, and it was clear that he no longer had a good impression of the traveler.

"You're right, I do owe you a thank you."

He leaned slightly and performed the etiquette of a necrophobe: "Savior, I would like to express my gratitude for your generous warning..."

This gratitude filled Ron's body: "He still has to thank us!"

After Zarasuza's etiquette was completed, the figure disappeared.

After that, all the fleets belonging to the undead overlord mobilized and began to return to the tomb world in a hurry.

The coalition fleets of the two undead overlords split instantly.

Inside the bridge of the Tomb Class Tomb.

Ron's shadow still existed, and he was secretly relieved.

He succeeded in delaying time, avoided war, and received a thank you.

"Traveler..."

Ron looked at Anrakir: "I have to take my leave. It's up to you to decide whether to start a war next!"

now.

The number of the undead fleet has been reduced by nearly half. It can no longer pose a fatal threat. It is hard to fight as much as you like.

What's more, it won't be long before the travelers are in dire straits.

After saying that.

Ron cut off the communication directly, and his shadow disappeared.

"hateful!"

Anrakil was furious and completely lost his grace.

Don't know why.

He had a vague feeling of being fooled, but he couldn't find any evidence.

However.

The new news gave him even more headaches.

There was a problem with the recovery work of the Burner. It is unknown whether it was the impact of the Eros explosion or other reasons that caused it to break free and return to freedom.

The C'tan shard ran away.

With the terrifying power of the C'tan Shard and its hatred of the Necrontyr.

If it is not recovered in time, it will pose a great threat to the Necrontyr tribe, if it is merged with other fragments.

It was even more of a terrible disaster!

The traveler didn't care about the savior in front of him, and ordered the fleet to chase in the direction of the Burner's escape.

...

The bridge of the Dream.

Dante looked at the departing Undead fleet and was surprised: "Those metal aliens just left like that?"

"Yes, isn't this quite normal?"

Ron didn't explain too much. Some things are better kept secret. The more they are exposed, the more trouble they will cause.

Dante turned his head and looked at the tall back, and felt more and more that the savior was unfathomable.

Under the design of this existence, a terrible war was eliminated invisibly. He was worthy of being a prophet who could predict everything.

He glanced at his chief think tank, the prophet Mephisto, who was not far away:

"Alas, we are both prophets, why is the gap so big? You, you should learn more from the savior!"

? ? ?

Mephisto was confused.

How to learn this?

The prophet can indeed predict some things, but it is just to obtain some information from the subspace in advance.

The savior seems to know everything.

That has far exceeded the scope of a prophet, more like a prophet!

"Dante, let's have a meeting about the Battle of Baal, to see how much support we can get. As far as I know, our Lord Regent will probably come, but I don't know if he can arrive in time.

By the way, the demons in the warp may also become our helpers, that is, the bloodthirsty demon who has been chasing you with a narrow mind, he will come to Baal, and..."

Not far away.

The voice of the savior came.

As soon as the voice fell.

Mephisto seemed to have noticed something.

The chief's psychic sense detected the fluctuations of the warp, and extracted a trace of complete information from the fragmented information.

His face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly to warn: "Sanguinius, the terrible supreme bloodthirsty demon is going to invade Baal..."

Halfway through.

Mephisto saw the surprised eyes of everyone and held back his words.

The omnipotent savior had just finished this information, and he looked a little silly if he shouted again.

Dante was a little surprised: "Chief, don't get excited. Didn't the savior just say that he would be our helper..."

"Sorry, I am presumptuous."

The chief think tank nodded frustratedly, feeling that he no longer had the privilege of a prophet under the halo of the savior.

Soon.

The Dream led the fleet to set off and headed for the Baal Galaxy.

...

After a while.

The Hades Galaxy.

The surface of Perdita.

It was already devastated, with mechanical wreckage everywhere.

A despicable and cunning greenskin fleet took advantage of the tomb world being overloaded by the impact of high-temperature particles and launched an attack.

In a very short time, they skillfully broke through many core areas and moved away a large number of precious technological creations!

It can be said that.

The greenskins robbed nearly half of the precious heritage of this tomb world, and the rest was also damaged.

It caused heavy losses to the Furet Dynasty.

"Ah!!!"

The terrifying Gauss rays broke through the sky, and the Undead Overlord Zarathusa roared: "Despicable and stinking greenskins, my precious legacy, all greenskins must die!"

After a burst of venting.

The Undead Overlord led the fleet to find the surrounding greenskin empires and began a revenge expedition against the greenskins.

He vowed to take back his legacy and destroy any greenskin wealth!

Another area.

The Tomb-class Tomb Ship slowly stopped in the void.

Traveler Anraqir followed the traces of the Burner and came here, but found nothing.

What's more troublesome is that the breath of the Burner has almost disappeared.

Helpless.

He had to launch a larger-scale search until he found the dangerous and precious fragment of the Star God...

——

The distant starry sky.

The Sanctuary of Macragge's Glory.

The study was extremely quiet, with only the slight hum of mechanical operation and the rustling sound of writing.

As always, Regent Guilliman was crouching in front of his desk, handling complicated affairs.

His wrinkles were deeper and his hair was thinner.

Suddenly.

Guilliman saw a paper document and his brows relaxed.

According to the intelligence.

His Primarch brother Roon defeated the Leviathan Hive Fleet in the Hades System, greatly weakening the power of the Hive.

It also won precious time for the next war.

"It's time to support Baal..."

The Regent made this decision.

Now, he can temporarily withdraw from the front line and lead the fleet to support the home planet of the Blood Angels.

He also looks forward to meeting that Primarch brother in reality...