Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Thinking of the Dark Crusade, Abaddon's almost silent heart beat again and became hot.

Those were the words that haunted his soul, the great journey that he had longed for for thousands of years, and he longed for the Dark Crusade to win the final victory all the time.

That was also the unfinished business of the Imperial Warmaster and the 16th Primarch Horus.

He once set the galaxy ablaze, led the army into the throne world Holy Terra, and faced the Emperor, but ultimately failed.

Abaddon's feelings for Horus were complicated. He was the Warmaster's confidant, the captain of the first company of the Sons of Horus, and also the gene heir.

To him, Horus was a father-like existence...

Abaddon's memory went back to thousands of years ago, back to the history of the Sons of Horus when they were closest to success.

When Horus fell into Chaos and returned, and decided to rebel, he was the first to express his firm support, followed his fall without hesitation, and cleared all the opposition.

From then on, Abaddon became the pioneer of the Horus Heresy. From Isstvan to the Siege of Terra, he was always in the most difficult battlefield, leading the army to break through many of the empire's solid fortress worlds.

He expected Horus to become the new emperor of mankind and dominate the galaxy!

However, in this process, Horus was increasingly corrupted by the gods and became less and less interested in the material world.

This made Abaddon more and more heartbroken and dissatisfied.

He felt that his father, the warmaster who was about to rule the galaxy, might have become a puppet of the gods.

The human overlord became a puppet controlled by the gods at will.

That was something he absolutely could not accept!

What was more troublesome was that Horus became more and more crazy and no longer had enough thinking to control the complex situation of the rebellion.

In desperation, Abaddon had to take over the responsibilities of the leader of the legion and continue the war, hoping to take down Holy Terra and completely control the empire.

However, mutations and deformities were deepening, and chaos eroded the sanity of the legion commanders. Their thinking became crazy, making the entire war more difficult to control.

The seeds of failure had been planted, and the Legion showed signs of collapse.

At this time, Abaddon reacted. Chaos did not want them to really win this war, but to use Horus and the warriors as sacrifices to tear the Empire apart!

After he discovered this, he immediately summoned the captains who could maintain their sanity under Chaos, and led the army to the Legion flagship, which had already become a warp hell, to protect the emperor.

This warrior who was unwilling to succumb to the gods was determined to restore Horus's sanity.

However, he was still a step too late. The Emperor teleported to the flagship with Sanguinius, Rogal Dorn and Valdor and launched an attack on Horus.

Horus, blessed by the Emperor and the four gods, launched a father-son duel in this warp hell. The battle between the two sides was extremely shocking, transcending time and space and dimensions.

When Abaddon arrived at the duel battlefield, Horus had been killed by the Emperor, and the whereabouts of his soul were unknown.

The loyalists also evacuated with the severely injured Emperor.

After the death of the Warmaster, some people persuaded Abaddon to surrender and return to the Empire, but he refused the proposal, insisting that the rebellion was right, but Chaos was hindering it.

In the end, Abaddon led the remaining warriors and fled into the Eye of Terror.

But he did not succumb to the Chaos Gods, nor did he pay attention to the affairs of the Warp. Instead, he established himself as king and devoted all his energy to the real galaxy.

He accepted the fact that Horus had failed, announced that he would become the new Chaos Warmaster, renamed the Sons of Horus to the Black Legion, and ordered the warriors to paint their armor black.

In order to erase the past of failure and accumulate strength again.

Abaddon announced all this to the other rebellious Chaos Legions. The Black Legion would become a brand new army that would absorb any Chaos army that was willing and capable of fighting to kill the false emperor.

But at the beginning, the rebel legions did not take the new Chaos Warmaster seriously at all.

Abaddon spent almost a thousand years beating up all those who did not obey, and visited several fallen primarchs to gain support.

Soon, everyone felt that he was worthy of the title of Warmaster, and his legions quickly absorbed Chaos Space Marines, expanding and becoming larger.

The Great Plunderer, Chaos Warmaster, had hundreds of thousands of Chaos Space Marines, and controlled many Chaos territories. Hundreds of billions of human slaves and warriors who had devoted themselves to Chaos were serving him.

Chaos warships covered the sky and the sun.

After Abaddon had such a powerful force, his silent heart began to stir again.

He decided to fulfill his promise and realize his unfinished business. His army once again set foot on the land of Holy Terra and pulled down the false emperor on the Golden Throne.

The Great Plunderer, Chaos Warmaster will dominate the galaxy and become the new master of mankind!

"Weak Horus, foolish Horus, he had the galaxy in his hands, but let it slip through his fingers."

When Abaddon launched the first Dark Crusade, he ambitiously said: "Now, I will take it all back..."

He was so high-spirited that he led the Chaos army out of the Eye of Chaos, launched an attack on the Empire, and started the great crusade.

The sword pointed at Holy Terra!

The Chaos beings were also frightened by his power and joined one after another.

All parties believed that this Chaos Warmaster could stir up blood and rain in the galaxy, tear the Empire apart again, and burn it!

The Empire was even more like a formidable enemy, thinking that it was at a critical moment of life and death.

However, 10,000 years later, Abaddon launched 13 Dark Crusades before finally destroying Cadia and pushing the front to the doorstep of the Eye of Terror...

This Chaos Warmaster spent 10,000 years and 13 expeditions, but the results he achieved were less than a quarter of what Horus achieved in seven years.

He didn't even see the shadow of Holy Terra.

This made Abaddon lose a lot of his majesty, and he was increasingly unable to command the rest of the Chaos Legions. The disobedience of the various divisions often made him so angry that he cursed the insects.

Today, his sphere of influence is limited to the Eye of Terror, the Obscure Segmentum, and the Vigilant Star War Zone, and he has invested more than half of his troops in the Vigilant Star War Zone.

But there is no doubt that this Chaos Warmaster is still one of the most powerful Chaos forces in the galaxy.

Abaddon has never forgotten the original humiliation, and he is eager to set foot on the land of Holy Terra again.

Now, he has seen a great opportunity again!

After the return of the Regent, he summoned almost all of the Empire's fleets to carry out the Indomitable Crusade, and penetrated the dark side of the Empire in various star regions with an unstoppable offensive.

The purpose of the Second Fleet of the Indomitable Crusade was to clear the dark side of the Hazy Star Region and guard the Nachmond Corridor area that could stably reach the light side of the Empire and even the Solar Star Region.

But after entering the Hazy Star Region, the fleet encountered many obstacles and was besieged by several Chaos forces.

The Chaos Legion under his command was the largest of the siege troops.

Now the defense line of the Second Fleet of the Indomitable Crusade is on the verge of collapse, and the Regent is unable to provide timely support.

Once the Chaos Alliance breaks through the defense line of the Second Fleet and completely destroys those fleets.

He can summon the guard army in the Alert Star War Zone and the Eye of Terror, use the Nachmond Corridor to reach the other side of the Empire, and kill all the way to Holy Terra.

Moreover, the Regent's Indomitable Crusade has transferred most of the fleets on the light side of the Empire to the dark side of the Empire, resulting in internal emptiness.

The fortress worlds along the way will definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the Black Legion.

Abaddon deduced the battle situation, his heart became more and more heated, and he sneered: "I see the hope of victory. The 14th Dark Expedition is ready to go. Perhaps the era of the Great Plunderer has arrived!"

This time, he will sweep away all the previous humiliation and win irrefutable and rich results.

After ten thousand years, he, the successor of Horus, will set foot on the land of Holy Terra to complete the unfinished business!

The surge of emotions caused more chaos energy to overflow.

But the Chaos Warmaster was not dazzled by the good situation and beautiful vision.

To achieve all this, the Regent's Second Fleet must be destroyed first, and it must be fought quickly and decisively with an unstoppable attitude.

Only in this way can more Chaos forces be attracted to join this expedition.

Buzz~

The Planet Killer led a Chaos fleet into the subspace jump.

This pioneer battle is so important that Abaddon decided to go to the battlefield of the Hazy Star Region to supervise the battle in person.

He gave the order to quickly deploy the fleet responsible for guarding against the Regent.

Abaddon himself aimed at the knight world of Darova in the Nachmond Corridor. He would destroy and shatter Darova and the nearby civilized world, and let the blood of the imperial warriors cover the galaxy.

This would announce the arrival of the Great Plunderer and Chaos Warmaster to the entire Hazy Star Region and the Chaos World.

The great journey is about to begin.

Only by coming quickly and participating in this feast hosted by him can we get a bigger share in the future galactic structure.

Darkness has arrived!

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Baal.

The victory celebration has lasted for several days, and many major ceremonies have been held.

But the celebration is still going on, and it will not end until three months later.

I just hope that the Primarch and the Regent will not show up again after completing the important ceremony.

It is a pity for many imperial nobles who came.

The berthing area of ​​the first fleet of the Indomitable Expedition.

Dozens of transport ships arrived here. They were the transport fleet of the Savior. They would bring the first batch of support provided by the Savior to the Regent.

The most important of these were hundreds of thousands of government support teams, many mechanical and data priests, and corresponding communication equipment.

From now on, these people would officially serve the Regent.

They would build and install many communication equipment for the Savior's territory, gradually reconstruct the government and communication systems of the Regent, and optimize the operating efficiency of related systems.

Now, the first thing they had to do was to install the Mechanical Goddess's machine soul host on the Regent's vehicle, the Glory of Macragge.

This would allow the Mechanical Goddess to exert better influence and cover the relevant communication mechanical systems with protection.

The engineering team transported a large number of component modules to the core cabin of this flagship, and the Mechanical Sage led the priests to assemble them quickly.

Their efficiency was very high.

Today, the engineering and mechanical departments of the Savior's territory have implemented a modular construction system, and most mechanical components are standardized and modularized.

They will mass-cast module parts on the lunar foundry world, store them, and transport them to the destination for installation when needed.

And they can also perform repairs and replacements faster.

This is much faster than the rough construction process of the empire before, and it is even faster than some oil guys who like to rub on the spot.

Of course, such standardized production is difficult to compare with the works of those mechanical sages.

But it wins in terms of large quantity and speed.

In just three days, the mechanical sages can build a ship-based version of the machine soul host that covers an area of ​​hundreds of meters and is tens of meters high, and install corresponding receiving equipment on other ships.

And the data sages also started working.

These guys with unusually thin hair began to extract various data from the Regent's communication system and adjust the programs of the communication and government management software.

Adaptation for the Prince Regent.

It can be said to be tailor-made.

By then, the regent will be able to experience online software tools such as wechat, oa, and crm to better handle government affairs online.

Rather than in the 40k era, when interstellar navigation is possible, we are still struggling to use parchment documents.

Regent Sanctuary.

Attendant Felix opened the door to the sanctuary area to welcome the arrival of the government team.

From now on, these people are in the sanctuary, serving the office of the regent, and will cultivate more political talents.

In the field of vision, a capable administrative officer wearing glasses and a simple gold-embellished robe led the staff over.

In addition to the leading administrative officer, team members also include people's livelihood consultants, military consultants, daily life assistants, document sorting assistants, communications assistants, etc.

These experienced teams can take care of all aspects of managers.

These are people carefully selected by the Savior to take care of the Regent from head to toe, inside and out.

Even while walking.

The administrative officer also lowered his head and used the auxiliary robotic arm to quickly browse four or five data pads, evaluating and processing documents.

But not all of his attention was devoted to his work.

Wait for the moment you get closer.

The administrative officer seemed to have calculated everything and completed all the tasks. He put the auxiliary robotic arm and the data board behind his back and hid them in his large robe.

He raised his head and saluted slightly, showing an impeccable smile:

"Mr. Felix, please wait for a long time. I am Bayesa Cotton, the political officer who will serve the Regent..."

"Mr. Bayesa, I am Squire Felix."

I don't know if it was because of the other person's demeanor or attitude, but Felix didn't feel any discomfort or resistance to this new person.

He instructed: "The Regent has issued an order. From now on, you can go anywhere in this sanctuary except for some specially marked taboo areas."

Bayesa nodded, unhurriedly:

"Then we will start working. We hope that our arrival will bring a new atmosphere."

The newly appointed political officer is quite confident.

Because he comes from the family of Steward Cotton, his grandfather is the Hand of the Savior Bayev, his father Balu is the dean of Zhongsi College, and there are many family members who are responsible for all aspects of government affairs in the territory.

Today, he is a third generation member of the family and one of the best.

The Savior has praised his abilities and has high hopes for him, treating him as an important future manager of the territory.

Now he has given himself an important mission to serve the imperial regent.

What makes Bayesa feel even more honored is that not long ago, the Savior and the Regent jointly summoned him and asked him if he was willing to become the Regent's political officer.

The Savior praised himself as "Little Macado" in front of the Prince Regent. His most respected grandfather, the Hand of the Savior, had received such honorary praise.

That's what members of Steward Cotton's family strive for.

The regent held his hand eagerly and gave him more encouragement.

It seems that he is worried that he will decline this arrangement and not serve as the administrative officer of this existence because of fear and lack of confidence.

Such praise and esteem made Bayesa even more excited. This young political officer was determined to better serve the Imperial Regent and never let down this expectation!

"This is the regent's office, and it is also the main area where you will work in the future..."

Felix led Bayesa to the regent's office.

When he pushed open the simple embossed wooden door, everything in the office came into view.

The furnishings here are very simple. Apart from a large wooden table in the center, there are only mountains of parchment documents and piles of parchment documents.

Those files took up most of the office area, and each pile was more than two meters high.

Wow~

A stack of papers collapsed with a loud thud.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Felix was a little worried, he was afraid that the political officer would be afraid of this.

Because apart from the original body, it is difficult for anyone to bear such heavy government affairs.

This scene is indeed amazing.

Bayesa looked at such a complicated and inefficient office and was quite shocked. Even the people behind him exclaimed in amazement after the silence.

But there was no change in his expression.

From the corner of his eye, he could see countless small text data flowing rapidly through the lenses of this government official's glasses.

Even in his daily life, he is browsing files all the time, reading and learning new knowledge, and completely integrates work into his life.

Now, he is browsing all the information he can collect about the regent and this fleet to fully understand the new job.

I have already had psychological expectations for the work I am about to face.

Bayesa pushed the mirror holder on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses flashed with light:

"Mr. Felix, leave this to me..."

…

Baal, Sanctuary of the Savior.

In the private hall, Regent Guilliman sat on the beanbag, almost sinking into it.

Although his appearance was not very good, he felt inexplicably comfortable.

Guilliman sat up straight again and took a comfortable sip of hot tea. There were many exquisite snacks and pastries on the table.

But he soon became uncomfortable, frowning, and slightly worried.

The time spent doing nothing worried the regent.

He has not done anything for two hours, nor has he dealt with government affairs. He is still worried about those documents.

But now the government affairs system and communication system are in the process of handover.

Don't interfere too much.

The government auxiliary team must take advantage of this rare war gap to handle and adjust all matters.

Otherwise, there will be trouble when the war starts.

After communicating with the Chapter Masters, the Regent arranged for his confidants to hand over the Primaris Space Marine technology to the savior's biological Archmagos Moss.

Then he came to find the savior.

But after he got here, he learned that Brother Ron was taking a nap, so he had to sit down and wait.

Originally the maid wanted to remind the savior, but was stopped.

"I'll wait here for him to wake up..."

Guilliman said so.

He knows the importance of sleep, and he himself has trouble falling asleep due to the interference of the Armor of Destiny, and is deeply tortured.

It's been months now without any shut-eye.

The Battle of Baal was so difficult, and then there was a large-scale celebration. Brother Ron must have been thinking very hard and had no time to sleep.

Let him sleep a little longer now.

The regent waited patiently.

His mind quickly flew to the other side of the distant stars, worrying about the war in the hazy star field.

However, the Webway route is not yet fully prepared, and support is still arriving.

He couldn't leave immediately.

But fortunately, all this took only a short time.

Ten days later, his fleet will be able to sail through the webway and arrive at the battlefield dozens of times or more faster than before.

This made the regent's worried heart relax a little, but he soon became worried about more things.

"Brother Ji, why didn't you wake me up earlier when you came over?"

Ron, sleepy-eyed, walked over in a daze, wrapped in a nightgown and wearing cotton slippers.

He opened a can of Ice Cream and drank it, then handed another to Guilliman.

Recently, his sleep has been better, and his sleeping time has been extended. Moreover, Slaanesh has been stimulated by unknown sources, and his dreams have become more intense, even cosplaying with the goddess of life.

I don’t know what my mentality is.

Guilliman took a sip of Ice-Cola and pursed his lips. This special taste made him feel novel.

Ron fell into the beanbag next to him and almost buried himself in it, not caring about his image at all.

Between brothers, there is no need to care so much.

He glanced at Guilliman and found that this guy still had a sad look on his face, as if he never had a moment to relax.

"Hey, are you still worried about the war situation in the Misty Star Territory?" Ron asked with a sigh.

Guilliman nodded, quite seriously:

"If the front of the Indomitable Expedition's Second Fleet collapses, the Black Legion may threaten more areas and even Holy Terra through the Nachmund Corridor..."

The regent also saw the risks involved and was secretly frightened.

Without the help of the Ron brothers and the Webway route, the slow speed of support will increase the risk of this war and become extremely terrifying.

A little carelessness can cause the situation to become irreversible.

Ron frowned and was thinking about this:

"Do you think it's possible for that guy Abaddon to go to the battlefield in the Obscure Star Territory himself and mobilize troops from the Vigil Star and the Eye of Terror?"

Guilliman has obviously studied the Chaos Warmaster:

"Abaddon is eager to attack the Empire and attack Holy Terra. He will not miss this opportunity. If the situation is unfavorable, he will not be willing to give in and will mobilize troops from other places."

"Hey~ This is a good opportunity..."

Ron said suddenly.

"Chance?"

When Guilliman heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

In his concept, this is a difficult war that may affect the entire Indomitus Crusade.

"Look at it..."

Ron gently raised his hand and used his spiritual energy to pull down a mechanical valve. A projection machine was lowered from the sky above the hall, and with the adjustment, a star map of the hazy star field was projected.

Guilliman looked at the star map.

There are many imperial areas on this star map, with the locations of the Vigilance Star War Zone, Eye of Terror, and Nachmund Corridor highlighted.

The Eye of Terror is on the upper left side of the Obscure Star Territory, opposite the Vigilance Star War Zone, while the Nachmund Corridor is in the center toward the Sun Star Territory.

Two webway routes are also marked, one leading to the Eye of Terror and the other leading to the vicinity of the Nachmund Corridor.

He understood immediately.

This brother may have already been thinking about and preparing to fight against the Hazy Star Territory.

This is actually true.

Today, the Savior Territory continues to explore high-speed channels leading to relevant areas in major star fields, and carries out maintenance and repairs.

But Ron ordered the greenskins to prioritize the repair of the Webway route in the Obscurity Star Territory, and prepare to wait for the opportunity one day.

Fight against the Vigilance Star and the Eye of Terror.

Now, the opportunity has come.

Ron pushed his nightcap back slightly, pointed at the Eye of Fear and said:

"The existence of the Webway Expressway will allow the fleet to reach the Eye of Terror and the Nak'mond Corridor faster.

We will fight together. You will be responsible for defeating the Chaos coalition that is besieging the Second Fleet head-on, and concentrate your forces to launch a surprise attack on Abaddon and catch him by surprise.

Then find an opportunity to sell a flaw, give Abaddon an illusion that he can win, and try to lure out his fleet in the Eye of Terror, and then run away.

I will be responsible for leading the fleet to secretly rob his empty nest, there are a lot of good things there!"