Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

After the savior's emergency order was issued, a huge redemption fleet that was enough to crush any regional force gathered.

Prepare for a new round of operations.

All members of the Thunder Guard also entered the Dream.

Afterwards, under the leadership of the golden battleship, the fleet that covered the sky and the sun rushed to the area that was about to be extinct.

...

Isterad, the hive world.

This yellow-green planet had just been transformed into a hive not long ago and still retained a lot of vegetation, but the shadow of Tyran had already shrouded it.

Its fate became confused and gradually moved towards the abyss.

Airspace.

The strike cruiser docked next to the black ship of the Star Language Court, and then a small landing ship drove out of the cruiser and flew to the surface of the planet.

In the open space in the forest, the captain of the White Temple led several warriors and was waiting for something.

In the distance behind these warriors equipped with white power armor with black embellishments was the hive shrouded in light yellow mist.

Amid the roar of the engine, the landing ship slowly landed.

The gangway descended, and the golden-armored Admiral walked out of the cabin, followed by a silent sister.

The Admiral walked up to the White Templar, looked down at him with a taller figure, and a female voice sounded:

"I am Tilis of the Admiralty, where is your Captain Malakite?"

Since the Horus Heresy, the Admirals have been wary of these Space Marines who value honor and brotherhood more than loyalty to the Emperor.

They believe that these Space Marines are unstable factors.

And this is true.

Nearly half of the Space Marines in the Empire followed their Primarch in rebellion, fell into corruption, and had no loyalty at all.

In the end, the Emperor suffered a heavy blow and endured ten thousand years of pain.

Therefore, the Admirals never gave the Space Marines a good face again, and they also had a lot of complaints about the Primarch.

In their view, no one is more loyal to the Emperor than themselves, even the Primarch who is the Emperor's own son.

After all, the betrayal rate of the Primarch is a bit high.

Who would have thought that even the warmaster who was most valued by the Emperor and entrusted with important tasks would betray him? Who else can be trusted except the imperial guards?

The captain of the White Templars saluted slightly:

"I am Sergeant Zefram of the White Templars. Captain Malakite is consolidating the defense in orbit. It is not easy to protect a world with a population of 7 billion.

I will report the situation here to you. Please follow me..."

The captain of the White Templars led the imperial guards to the nearby protection station, where the tithes to be delivered to the Empire were detained - a large number of uncertified psykers.

The arrival of the Imperial Guards cheered up the warrior: "It's less than a week before the arrival of the Terran alien fleet. With you here to help us, the situation will be much better."

The tone of the Imperial Guards warrior Tilis was a little cold: "A thousand worlds on the edge of the solar star field are preparing to resist the aliens. There is nothing special about this planet..."

Such a cold tone gave the captain of the White Temple a bad premonition: "This planet is the world we swore to protect."

"I know your oath."

Tilis replied, not caring about it.

The captain of the White Temple stopped and asked seriously: "So... are you here to help us?"

However, the Imperial Guards did not answer his question, but this attitude has given the answer.

The warrior suppressed his anger:

"Are you going to abandon us after harvesting the tithe?

Then I'm sorry, I can't stay here with you. I need to consolidate the defense line and protect the people here."

The White Temple warrior saluted slightly and prepared to lead the team away.

Tilis stared at the warrior, his tone even colder: "Remember one thing, let Malakate come to see me, we need to have a good talk."

The attitude of the White Templar warrior made her a little dissatisfied.

A loyal Space Marine will not resist any action of the Imperial Guards, and the other party's behavior obviously has hidden a seed of disloyalty.

If there were more severe Imperial Guards here, the warrior would have been punished or even judged long ago.

I hope that Captain Malakate will obey that order, otherwise the entire White Templars will need to be vigilant and thoroughly examined!

The captain of the White Templar nodded: "I will convey this matter to the captain, you can go and harvest the tithes by yourself."

Tilis ignored the warrior and continued to move forward with the Sister of Silence.

Now there are more important things to deal with.

According to the report of the Sister of Silence, the vanguard hidden by the Tyranid aliens has approached this area, and perhaps many people will die here.

But sacrifice is the cornerstone of the empire.

She must give priority to protecting the batch of tithes that are rich enough so that the black ship can smoothly transport them to the Star Language Court.

When the Imperial Guard arrived at the shelter where the psychics were held, the Black Ship Manager of the Star Language Court and the troops responsible for escorting them immediately knelt down.

The Black Ship Manager was quite excited: "We didn't expect you to come. You have given us too much respect."

"How many are there in this batch of eleven taxes?"

Tilis raised his hand slightly, motioning everyone to stand up, and then asked about the number of psychics.

"My lord, there are a total of 1,430 people here, a rare harvest!"

Tilis listened to the report of the Black Ship Manager and nodded: "Immediately load the eleven taxes on the ship and ship them away, and all relevant personnel evacuate the planet."

The local official in charge of transferring the tithes was a little nervous when he heard this, and subconsciously asked: "Is everything okay? We should be fine, right?"

The official felt something was wrong and was very worried about the current situation and the upcoming Terran aliens.

The Sister of Silence told the other party in extremely fast sign language: "No, this planet is destined to be destroyed, you and everyone on it will die..."

The official didn't understand the sign language and was a little confused.

Tilis glanced at the Sister of Silence and answered the question for her: "It's okay, everything is fine."

The official finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the reply from the Lord of the Imperial Guards: "That's good, with the Lord of the Imperial Guards guarding, we will definitely be fine!"

Tilis didn't say anything else and asked the black ship manager to prepare the transport ship.

Sometimes, ignorance is a virtue.

In fact, the attitude of the Imperial Guards towards mortals is much better than that towards Space Marines.

Mortals are weak in spirit, and corruption is inevitable. Any disturbance may make them victims of war.

These mortals... deserve pity.

The Space Marines have a firm will and spirit, and are even more powerful warriors. Their corruption is unacceptable and unforgivable to the Imperial Guards.

Although Tilis pities these mortals, their fate is doomed, and it is a reality that cannot be saved or changed.

It is better to let them die in optimism, which is the only thing she can do.

Not long after.

Tilis led the team to escort the psychics and walked towards the transport ship.

Due to the terrain, the shelter is some distance away from the transport ship and needs to cross a short distance in the jungle.

In the area where the Tyranids are hiding, this is not an easy task.

But she is confident that she can handle it all.

However, something unexpected happened.

As the Tyranids approached, the influence of the Tyranid psychic shadow became greater, causing many psychics to have splitting headaches and squat on the ground with their heads covered.

Tilis and the troops responsible for the escort immediately became alert. The Tyranid attack was about to come, and this batch of precious tithes was in danger and was likely to be lost!

"Ah!!!!"

A psychic completely lost control and ran deep into the jungle, but before he ran far, psychic arcs burst out from his body, and dark purple energy covered the surrounding area of ​​several meters.

The strong psychic power caused the space to fluctuate, and it was about to tear a subspace crack, and there was even chaos energy leaking out.

This is the danger of psychics. If they fall into a deep loss of control, they will become the node between the subspace and reality, attracting the invasion of demons.

In serious cases, it may even lead to the destruction of the planet!

The escort team immediately turned their guns to attack the psychic, but strangely, all the bullets stagnated after entering the area covered by psychic energy.

The physical rules of that space have been distorted, and the shadow of a terrifying demon can be vaguely seen.

This scene caused the spirits of the surrounding escort teams to have uncontrollable fear, and everything was about to slide into a more dangerous abyss.

However, Tillis's mood did not change much.

It was just that the psychic was out of control.

Even if the demon really appeared, she had the ability to deal with it, not to mention that Sister Silent was here.

She looked at Sister Silent slightly, signaling her to solve the problem.

Sister Silent nodded, and with a few leaps, she approached the out-of-control psychic.

In the process of carrying out the mission, she had dealt with such emergencies countless times.

She was familiar with it.

Sister Silent walked straight into the psychic coverage area that was enough to drive people crazy and kill them without any hesitation. All psychic power dissolved when it approached her body.

It was like there was a black hole that suppressed all psychic power.

She came to the slightly floating psychic and grabbed it. The moment the two came into contact, all psychic power was eliminated.

The psychic regained his sanity and was very frightened: "I... What happened to me?"

But Sister Silent did not answer his question, threw it behind her, and quickly drew the blade on her back.

Bang!

The arthropod claw blade chopped down in the fishy wind and was blocked by the blade.

This huge force caused the relatively thin body of Sister Silent to sink suddenly, and she could not resist the opponent's force.

What was more troublesome was that another attack had already hit her head.

Sister Silent urgently changed her moves to block and unload the force, and at the same time, with the help of the opponent's thrust, she flexibly flipped back and jumped back, keeping a safe distance from the Tyranids.

Just when she wanted to continue the attack, with a snap, the head of the Tyranids exploded and fell to the ground.

She looked to the side and saw that the Imperial Guards had raised their war blades at some point and destroyed the enemy with the built-in explosive weapons.

At this moment, more gunshots rang out.

More Tyranids appeared in this area. Fortunately, the escort team had already built a defensive formation and was shooting at any approaching bugs.

These most elite mortal troops in the empire responsible for collecting taxes did not panic at all because of the appearance of the aliens. They used dense gunfire defense lines to protect the precious tithe goods.

These goods are the firewood that the Star Torch needs, and they are the foundation of the empire's stability, which is more important than their lives.

The Imperial Guards shuttled through the defense line, occasionally taking action to eliminate dangerous targets, and they were all killed in one blow.

Hiss~

Tyranid's Licat assassins swooped out from the jungle and quickly took the lives of two mortal warriors, greedily chewing their flesh.

These mortal warriors were unable to resist the alien assassins who posed a fatal threat to the Space Marines, and the rest of the warriors were about to perish.

The mortal warriors watched in horror as the claw blades swept towards them, but they were unable to do anything.

However, an afterimage appeared in front of them, faster than the claw blade could sweep down, followed by the sound of the war blade cutting through flesh.

The Likart alien fell.

When the Tyranid alien fell, the mortal warriors saw the figure in front of them clearly, with gratitude and admiration in their eyes.

That's Lord Imperial Guard!

This being was so powerful that it killed Likart in a single encounter, so fast that even a mortal warrior could not see her movements clearly.

The remaining Tyranid warrior insects hesitated for a moment, then swung their blades towards the imperial army.

Tilis didn't even have the desire to block, and slapped the Tyranids to the ground, causing his head to explode and die.

After that, she stabbed towards the dense forest with the blade, and the other Tyranlicat just happened to pounce, and her chest hit the tip of the blade.

Bang bang!

The bolt weapon within the warblade fired, ending its life.

Like a precise and ruthless killing machine, Tillis continued to eliminate alien units one after another, restoring calm to the area.

There was still artillery fire in the distance, but that was no longer her concern.

The task of this Custodian was to ensure the smooth transportation of the tithe goods, and then to exercise the Emperor's will to the person in charge of the White Templars here.

Tilis watched as the convoy troops successfully loaded the goods onto the transport ship and flew to the black ship.

Afterwards, a Thunderhawk gunship flew in.

Captain Malakate of the White Templar led several Terminators down and immediately walked to the Forbidden Army.

After a brief silence.

He took off his helmet and reported his identity to the Forbidden Army: "Advocate, I am Captain Malakate of the White Templar. I am here at your request."

Tilis also took off his golden helmet visor, revealing a strong and resolute female face: "You should know that that is not a request."

"I don't know what you want to do with me. In less than a week, the sky here will be swallowed up..."

Malakate paused: "And you have harvested the tithe and are about to leave, leaving us to face the Tyranids alone here."

Tilis stared at the company commander's eyes, seeming to be examining something:

"I will be leaving within the hour, but before that, there is one more order that must be carried out, and I am here as the mouthpiece of the Emperor, commanding your obedience."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Malakate's eyes: "You rejected our request for help, what do you want us to do?"

He thought that the Imperial Guard wanted to transfer the White Temple to perform other tasks, so he emphasized:

"Istrad is within our protection. We will abide by our ancient oath and protect this holy planet. If necessary, we will fight to the death here!"

This planet is the recruitment planet of the White Templar. It is the home planet of him and many warriors, and it also builds an ancient and sacred sanctuary.

It is also a symbol of that ancient oath.

The White Templars are willing to abide by their oath and protect this planet at all costs, even until death!

Tillis's mood didn't fluctuate much. If he pointed out something, "You can't do any of these things..."

The Imperial Guard raised his hand and lit up a simple spherical star map, which included the solar star field and nearby galaxies.

"This is the Emperor's decree. We will establish a protective belt around the Sol Sector, a circle of lifeless worlds, forcing the Tyranid swarms to find food elsewhere.

This move will protect the empire's core sanctuaries from encroachment. "

Along with Tilis's cold narration, the star map marked the location of the protective belt, and all the planets within the protective belt disappeared without a trace.

And Malakate saw that the world guarded by the White Temple, Istrad, was also among them.

There was a hint of disbelief and sadness in the soldier's eyes: "No..."

Tillis's tone was irrefutable:

"You will withdraw the forces of your Chapter from the surface of Istrad, and you will break your oath to the planet and your commitment to its people."

She slowed down and revealed an extremely cruel fact, which was also an order: "Once your warriors enter space orbit, you will personally issue an order to exterminate this world."

This is a cruel order. The world guarded by the White Templar will be destroyed, and there will be no time to evacuate the people.

As soon as this statement came out.

The emotions of the soldiers of the White Temple fluctuated violently, and they looked at each other in confusion.

Malakate looked in disbelief and became increasingly sad: "You can't ask us to do this!"

Tilis extinguished the map and patiently emphasized again: "I never asked you to do anything. I am the mouthpiece of the Emperor and convey the Emperor's will."

The company commander stepped forward, trying to save everything. There was a hint of prayer in his angry tone: "That is an oath that has been adhered to for three thousand years, and it is the glory of our battle group..."

Tilis tightened his grip on the war blade slightly and became more stern: "We will never tolerate any threat to Holy Terra, no matter how much blood, life or honor we pay!"

Her patience running out, she issued an almost ultimatum: "You have heard the Emperor's will, Space Marine, and you will obey it, correct?"

Tillis believed that he had given the company commander enough patience and opportunities.

What if the Captain disobeyed once again, clinging to so-called honor and brotherhood at the expense of loyalty to the Emperor.

The Custodes can only clean up this disloyalty themselves and then carry out the Emperor's will, which will bring more blood!

She only hoped that the White Templars would remain holy and loyal to the Emperor.

Hearing this, Malakate felt more uncontrollable grief and slowly closed her eyes.

He was struggling in his heart.

It is even more clear that the White Templar cannot disobey the Forbidden Army and cannot disobey that will.

Even if they refused the Emperor's will, it would not help.

That will only cause more unnecessary sacrifices of brothers, the extermination order will still be executed, and the destruction of Istrad and its poor people is inevitable.

No one can stop this...

The company commander made a decision.

Under the stern scrutiny of the Forbidden Army, he said tremblingly: "I will..."

But before the company commander's words could be spoken, he was interrupted by a sudden change, interrupting one of his melodious and sacred music.

It makes people feel at ease.

That is the Savior’s hymn.

Today, this sacred music is echoing in the atmosphere.

Whoosh——

The dark-gold Thunderhawk gunship landed here at an extremely fast speed, and the strong wind it set off drove the sand and gravel, beating everyone wantonly.

The Imperial Guard couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the location of the armed ship.

in sight.

Several warriors in dark gold armor, almost as tall as the Forbidden Army, stepped out, and the leading shield guard came to the two of them.

He declared a fact, the will of the Savior:

The great savior, the Primarch of Hope, has blessed this planet, and it will be protected from destruction for any reason.

At this moment, along with the hymn, the voice of the Savior also appears.

The voice of this being echoed in the atmosphere, promising to protect the people here while giving it better development.

Not just this planet.

All planets within the protective belt that are about to be destroyed have received this promise and gift.

The light of the Savior will shine on all suffering existences and bring them out of the abyss.

The Thunder Guards Shield Guard looked at the Imperial Guards and the Company Commander:

"The savior's will has been conveyed. I ask for your cooperation in the next actions. This is not a request, but a notification..."