Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Temporary sanctuary of the savior.

Sizzle~

Ron cut off the connection with the inner demon Baal, took a big gulp of iced cola, and felt refreshed.

According to the demon force data reported by Baal, Kabanha had been working hard for many years, and this time he took out all his family's assets and gambled. Not only that, he also borrowed money from other supreme bloodthirsty demons.

The number of the overall demon army is enough to completely submerge Baal, and it can be said to be the third powerful force between the human empire and the Terran Leviathan!

Lao Ka... No, my good brother is too righteous this time.

"I can't help but repay Brother Ka's sincere heart, I must make arrangements for him!"

Ron was a little moved: "This brother must be the main force to take the lead and shine for the empire on the most difficult battlefield..."

He immediately sent a message to the main strategy room.

Let Taco adjust the fleet's deployment according to Plan 13, and make Baal Satellite No. 2 the main battlefield as much as possible.

The full name of Plan 13 is the 13th Plan for Demon Prevention in the Battle of Baal, and the code name of the operation is Loyalty.

The plan aims to lead the Leviathan Hive Fleet and the demon army to Baal II through fleet deployment and witchcraft arrays, so that they can fight each other and weaken the strength of both sides.

In order to achieve the strategic goal of reducing our casualties.

After Ron sent the message, he continued to look through the defense situation of the Baal Galaxy War Zone.

Due to the arrival of Kabanha, the number of fleets in the Baal II area can be appropriately reduced and filled in other space defense zones to strengthen the defense of those defense zones.

However, the fleet alone cannot completely defend against the invasion of the Leviathan Hive Fleet on the ground.

The biological attacks of Tyranids are very intensive.

Those Tyranid spore sacs that are difficult to intercept will eventually fall to the surface of the planet, forming an overwhelming insect tide.

So the defense of the surface of the planet is also crucial.

At present, almost all human ground forces are concentrated in Baal.

These troops will be stationed in a solid fortress area to resist the hive in the form of one defense zone after another.

Among them, the Titans of the Storm Army, the Imperial Knights, the tank armored forces, the artillery forces, the combat armored squads and a larger number of ordinary mortal troops are the main defensive forces.

As the elite, the Space Marines will cooperate to behead any node creatures that appear.

The entire combat method is coordinated in the way of modern information warfare.

The two satellites of Baal, Baal I and Baal II, are defended by the Steelfang Greenskin Tribe, the Tau Empire Combat Suit Squad and the Kabanha Demon Army respectively.

The entire defense camp is quite loyal.

Of course, due to the adjustment of the fleet's defense line, the core force of the entire war has become the Kabanha Demon Army on Baal II.

In this way, the pressure on our side will be greatly reduced.

"Locka, you must arrive in time, don't be late like my other good brother Guilliman..."

Now Ron's only worry is whether Locka will not arrive in time because of the traffic jam in the subspace, or suddenly not come.

Once this happens, it will be troublesome.

The fleet had to redeploy defenses on Baal-2 again. If the deployment was not timely, a large number of Tyranid main forces would invade from this direction.

Then they could only activate the emergency plan in Plan 13 to destroy Baal-2 to prevent Leviathan from obtaining any biomass supplements.

After he understood the general situation of the war zone, he got up and left the office.

Not long after.

A small assault ship took off from the landing pad of the temporary Savior Sanctuary and headed for a tower in the Angel Main Castle.

…

Holy Day Treasury.

This terrible Blood Angel Library was locked by six heavy iron rock doors.

Now, the heavy doors opened with a bang to welcome new guests.

Ron walked in along the long corridor. The statues along the way looked a little hideous, and exuded a hint of ancient breath.

This treasury hides too many secrets and horrors. It not only hides war archives for 10,000 years, but also stores all the cursed artifacts collected by the Blood Angels.

And the remains of all the powerful enemies they have ever defeated.

Moreover, this is also a prison.

As he went deeper, the candles on both sides twisted and flickered wildly, and the twisted monsters in the cells roared and uttered meaningless whispers.

Many chaotic, amazing, and terrifying objects were locked up in the deep cells and slowly died.

"Hiss, new, fresh meat, come here and let me take a bite, hahahaha!"

Suddenly, a slender tongue with barbs stretched out from one of the cells.

A half-demon with a twisted body and a demon wing let out an extremely harsh and mind-distracting roar, as if he wanted to intimidate or attract the newcomers to attack.

He has intimidated and successfully torn off the skin and flesh of many think tank apprentices many times.

According to the information on the cell wall, this monster has been locked up in the cell for more than 300 years, and simple physical and psychic methods cannot kill him.

At the same time, there is a danger sign on the information, which is obviously a high-risk life form.

Ron turned his head and took a curious look.

However,

After meeting his gaze, the half-demon screamed as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and hid in the corner, trembling.

The monster instantly realized that the terrifying human in front of him could easily end him.

That was an inevitable result. The savior and the demon-eater were the existences that made the little demons stop crying. After all, not every chaotic creature was Kabanha, and not every creature had the courage and ability to challenge the demon-eater.

The aura that this being exuded slightly made all the chaotic things in the prison area quiet down.

Not daring to make a sound at all.

Ron just glanced at it, ignored it, and continued walking forward.

The prison area is not considered dangerous because there are more horrors and secrets in the deeper areas.

His destination is deeper, a secret place known only to the highest level of the Chapter - the Tomb of Maleface.

If the Blood Coffin Hall is the resting place and the place of life for the Blood Angels, then the Tomb of Maleface is a place of death.

The Tomb of Maleface connects to a special area that is unknown and violates all known laws. Whether it is physical or subspace, its actual space is much larger than it should be.

The Chief Librarian of the Blood Angels often spends time there studying his sorcery, or simply meditating.

"Lord Savior, the ceremony is ready. Let me guide you in..."

Mephiston hurried to greet the Savior, guiding the being to the Tomb of Maleface, or the tomb of all the Chief Librarians of the Blood Angels.

Ron followed Mephiston inside and vaguely felt some psychic reactions.

This tomb is a very deep shaft, almost bottomless, with the bottom hidden in eternal darkness.

Most of its area is occupied by a mobile mechanical platform. Many ruby ​​blood coffins are placed individually on the platform and move in irregular trajectories.

Folding mechanical ladders connect the platform and overlap as the platform moves, like a huge and deadly gear structure.

When these mechanical ladders cross each other, they will make the sound of metal and stone hitting each other.

Ron stepped onto the mechanical ladder along the predetermined trajectory, and could see the blood coffins in his field of vision.

He discovered that those psychic reactions were overflowing from the blood coffin.

After questioning, I learned that the Blood Angels would regularly transfuse blood into the blood coffin to keep the body of the chief think tank fresh in the blood coffin.

In this way, even if these chief think tanks have died long ago and the gene seeds have been removed, the fragments of consciousness and psychic energy can still be entrenched in their corpses.

Some high-level Blood Angel think tanks can use spiritual energy to communicate with their ancestors and seek guidance.

soon.

He arrived at his destination, a large moving platform, or a room without walls, containing bookshelves, tables and chairs, and thick carpets inlaid with adamantine.

What is even more eye-catching is a blood coffin on the platform. Between the abstract and esoteric Blood Angel runes is a relief of Mephiston's white eyes, and there are more than a dozen copper rods with silver skulls erected around it.

Obviously.

That is the blood coffin of Mephiston, the current chief think tank.

Blood Angels, living and dead alike, love to lie in coffins.

Mephiston lay in the blood coffin, and soon a hazy light emitted. The etched lines flashed with red light, and the silver skull hit the copper rod, making a dense buzz.

It resonated with other blood coffins around it, mobilizing more spiritual energy.

The chief think tank did not go in to rest, but tried to use witchcraft to touch the subspace and search for the movements of the supreme bloodthirsty demon.

Such a huge demon army will definitely cause waves in the subspace.

They must confirm the approximate time of Cabanha's arrival in order to begin subsequent plans.

And the savior comes.

The main purpose is to protect him and avoid any accidents in the subspace. Even if it is a powerful chief think tank, its soul essence is weak in the subspace.

Can't withstand much impact.

Phew!

Mephiston suddenly mobilized his spiritual energy and activated the witchcraft circle embedded inside. An involuntary illusion invaded him, tearing half of his soul out of his body and throwing it into the torrent of subspace. middle.

In an instant.

Blurred colors of gray and green streaked through the darkness, quickly becoming dazzling and reflected in the pool where the surface was broken.

That was not a reflection on the physical level, but a spiritual subspace reflection.

Ron followed the soul of the chief think tank into the subspace and captured many images in the kaleidoscopic chaos.

There is no concept of time in the Warp.

They traveled quickly through the whirlpool of thoughts, visions exploded into countless fragments, and they could even see some fragmented futures.

But the two of them didn't have much interest in it, so they quickly passed by.

after.

They arrived at a red desert again, much like Baal.

The tower-fortresses of the Blood Angels were crumbling, the crimson sky twitched with more anticipation, and voices that no one could hear roared.

"destroy!"

More towers collapsed and flames burned the sky.

"destroy!"

More sounds formed this sentence, like helpless screams and wails.

Blood filled the air with the smell of brass and iron.

The scene in front of me is obviously a foreshadowing of some kind of subspace, and those violent Khorne demons will invade Baal.

The endless hell rages in the Warp.

Mephiston's soul trembled, as if he had received some kind of mental blow.

Soon, he left there.

But when heading to another area, an accident happened.

A burst of laughter appeared, the flash of the silver mask came with the aura of the Eldar, and a musical female voice appeared:

"Blood Angel, what a pleasure it is to meet you!"

The Eldar witch is a natural and skilled spirit walker, and she quickly attacks the soul of the Chief Librarian.

However, she didn't wait for her attack to arrive.

"Golden fist!"

The golden figure of the savior flashed, and the big golden fist wrapped with psychic energy suddenly blasted out, severely beating the white bean sprout witch away, causing her to scream and spin into the depths of the sea of ​​souls.

"Praise the Savior..."

Morpheus looked at this scene and was shocked by the power of the savior.

He couldn't understand the words shouted in Chinese. He only thought it was some kind of ancient and powerful spell, but he didn't know how powerful it was.

After this unexpected encounter.

Mephiston's soul arrives in a vast, skull-shaped mountain filled with empty eye sockets and filth, with many savage, winged creatures vying for the soul fragments.

Suddenly, a ball of rapidly burning volcanic smoke appeared on the distant plain, and a river of blood and fire spread.

The black and red legions are advancing rapidly, that is the demonic army of Khorne!

The demon wings of the big demons set off strong winds, and the bloodthirsty ones at the core of the forward group formed a group of eight. In this way, the groups of eight or eight formed a larger demon army.

In this way, the eight-by-eight armies went up until the eight bloodthirsty demons at the top.

Amidst the soul-shaking horn sound, the huge, flaming brass chariot rolled forward, and the sword-like rollers crushed the demon's flesh into paste.

"That's the plague of angels..."

Mephiston looked at the terrifying Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon on the brass chariot wearing the heavy armor of killing runes, and said tremblingly.

He didn't dare to say the other person's name here.

But it is obvious that the supreme bloodthirsty demon is Kabanha.

roar--

"Destruction, death!"

The Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon roared with anger but excitement, and led the demon army under his command to rush towards Baal.

"He's here!"

Ron kept his figure hidden and became more and more excited because he got the result he wanted.

Judging from the current situation, Kabanha can definitely lead the demon army to the battlefield on time.

I have to say that this good brother's speed is indeed good.

Then, he pulled back suddenly and pulled the soul of the chief think tank out of the subspace, leaving him satisfied.

On top of the brass chariot.

"Which believer is chanting the name of this deity?"

Kabanha suddenly noticed a connection, as if someone called his name and paid attention to him.

That is the emotion of gratitude.

But this feeling soon disappeared.

The supreme bloodthirsty demon shook his head, ignored the matter, and accelerated the brass chariot violently, forcing the demon army to speed up.

He will attack Baal at a speed that no one expected!

…

Ba Wei Er.

Buried in the ruins are complex magic circles carved from mercury and brass.

Mephiston led the Blood Angels, War Angels, Void Angels and Sons of Men's Librarians to prepare for the upcoming demonic army of Kabanha.

This is a trap they carefully set for the supreme bloodthirsty maniac.

Behind the huge array are kilometers of various abandoned construction materials, radioactive materials, high-energy fuels, domestic garbage, etc.

"Don't these things confuse those damn bugs?"

Ron covered his nose and looked up at the impact in front of him, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

To attract Tyranid swarms.

Transport ships transferred the biomass-containing waste from Baal and Paleo to here, forming a mountain-like feast of biomass.

To ensure that Leviathan will not cross Baal and directly attack Baal.

He believed that the Hive Mind would not miss Baobao. After all, it has the richest biomass among the three planets and has an excellent strategic location.

After occupying Baobao, it can use it as a production base to continuously create more insect swarms.

Then attack the other two planets.

Suddenly, Ron noticed something and looked up into the reddish void.

The light of the red scar of the Baal Galaxy became dim, and a black outline like a cloud spread, gradually covering the starry sky.

"The war has begun..."

He frowned and looked in other directions. There were black clouds in every direction.

If I guess correctly.

Those are Leviathan and its tentacle fleet. The number of living biological ships is unimaginable and impossible to count.

These Tyranid creatures descend upon Baal from all directions.

If these Tyranid creatures are allowed to succeed, this galaxy will definitely be chewed up to the ground.

Actually.

Due to the withdrawal of the Saviors and the scorched earth strategy, Leviathan was extremely hungry, even the meteorites in the asteroid belt near the Baal System that were difficult to remove were eaten.

The hungry Tyranid Hive was so terrifying, but fortunately the Savior's fleet could barely cover the sky.

"Lord Savior, the Leviathan Hive Fleet has arrived, and the battle in space has begun..."

Taco sent a communication and briefly reported the current situation.

"Well, you let Ba Er's fleet control the defense line."

Ron simply replied and cut off the communication. At this time, it is better for the commanders to concentrate on the battlefield.

In fact, even without Taco's report, he would have known about the outbreak of the war.

Looking into space.

Ron could clearly see the various flashes of light erupting from various ship-based gunfires, and from time to time he could see huge sparks caused by the destruction of ships.

Ruin area.

The think tanks accelerated the speed of engraving runes, and at the same time input more spiritual energy to completely activate the formation.

After they completed the last work, they boarded the landing ship and left Baal II.

At this moment, there were only two living people on Baal II, Ron and Mephiston.

The space war became more and more intense. The huge debris produced by the previous explosion turned into dense meteors and passed by the planet, but there were still many debris burning and falling to the surface.

This place is not like Baal, which has a complete set of air defense arrays that can destroy the wreckage captured by the planet's gravity.

Boom--

The huge wreckage of more than ten meters high fell, stirring up waves of dust that towered into the sky, like the roar of the earth, shaking everything around.

Ron stabilized his body and took a deep breath, and activated the defense field again.

He had to finish his work and return to a safe area quickly, otherwise such a large wreckage would hit him, wouldn't he be seriously injured?

Soon.

In the void in the direction of Baal II, the black clouds became thicker.

The Leviathan Hive Mind discovered the weakness of the defense in this area, and more importantly, the fascinating biomass here deeply attracted it.

It mobilized more main living biological ships to rush here, trying to release more swarms here.

"Savior, has the Angel of Disaster come?"

Mephiston asked.

He looked at the Tyranid creatures getting closer and closer, and felt a little nervous.

The chief think tank believed that the Savior's keen psychic perception would definitely be able to find some signs faster.

"It's already here..."

Ron raised his hand and pointed to the airspace in the direction of Baal, saying softly.

Mephiston looked in the direction of the instructions and saw a spectrum-like, flame-burning crack in the airspace.

Then.

He felt a vicious thought penetrate the barrier of reality, and a bloody mental storm was coming.

That was the wrath of the Angel of Disaster, the Supreme Bloodthirsty Demon Kabanha!

The gap between the subspace and reality was tearing, and more chaotic energy spread to the area of ​​Baal like colorful lightning.

There is no doubt that Baal is the destination of the demon army.

Buzz~

Blue psychic arcs flashed on Ron's body, and amazing psychic power emerged.

"Mephiston, let's get started."

He smiled gently: "Change the route for Kabanha and the demon army coming to support..."