Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

In the corridor.

The Chaos Warrior of the Black Legion straightened his chest, and the tattered armor on his body shone brightly under the dim light.

He looked at the Dread Warriors, and squeezed out a firm voice from his leaky throat:

"My name is Eli, and I pray to join the Dread Legion. In the name of Diablo, I will spread fear and killing until the end of my life!"

This is a kind of oath of the Dread Legion, which is also described in the recruitment notice.

The atmosphere fell into a brief silence.

The enemy's sudden loyalty made several Dread Warriors a little confused.

They looked at each other, nodded, and seemed to have made a decision.

One of the Dread Warriors took out a dark red badge with the claws of fear engraved on it and threw it to Eli:

"This is a token. You have been given a chance. You need to prove it all and pass the test set by the Dark Prince to become a true Dread Warrior.

Now, follow us!"

Eli took the badge and put it on his chest, replacing the position of the recruitment notice, but this only means that he has become a candidate, not everyone can become a true Dread Warrior.

Nowadays, it is not so easy to join the Dread Legion, and the elimination rate is quite high.

If you can't pass, you can only be a reserve team, mainly responsible for logistics, and then wait for the next assessment.

Or be sent away directly.

There is also a way to become a Dread Warrior unconditionally.

That is to devour the bloodstone. Only the best among the Chaos Warriors can get this gift, and their strength will be significantly improved.

Bang Bang——

The Dread Warriors used heavy weapons to destroy five Black Legion reinforcements neatly, and the hot melt grenades melted the armor and filthy flesh.

Even the wailing was so short.

Eli looked at all this, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Such precious special ammunition is only equipped by the elites in the Black Legion, and is generally only used in siege battles that are stuck in a stalemate.

And these fear warriors used it so easily, and it seems that they still have a lot of it.

The rumors are indeed true, the Fear Legion has an unlimited supply of ammunition!

In fact, Ron claims to have an unlimited supply of ammunition, but that is limited to ordinary ammunition. Although every soldier has special ammunition, it is limited.

Otherwise, no matter how big the family business is, it can't withstand this.

But he also opened a channel for purchasing special ammunition. The price is a little expensive, but it can also make the warriors who like fire suppression have a good fight.

Therefore, before going out, most of the fear warriors will spend all their blood points or even take out loans to buy special ammunition.

Just to have a good time on the battlefield.

This also indirectly increases the deterrence of the fear warriors, because no one knows what kind of powerful weapons they will take out.

Who can withstand the big bomb at the beginning?

Eli's eyes shifted to the accessories of the fear warriors.

Those majestic wailing cloaks have already shown the strength of these warriors. He can feel the screaming ghosts in the cloaks.

Generally, only the top elites are qualified to wear cloaks.

But what he didn't know was that this was the cheapest accessory in the Dread Legion, a cheap and common product.

There was no special effect. You had to kill a lot of people to absorb a little bit of soul fragments and increase its deterrence.

The real top elites and rich guys all went for special effect big wings or private customization.

But given the high cost of loot accessories, even the entry-level wailing cloaks are only affordable by a small number of people. It's not wrong to say that they are elite.

Boom--

A violent explosion came from nearby. Someone detonated a high-powered bomb.

"Hurry, we have to get to the bridge before the other bastards!"

A Dread Warrior urged, because that meant extremely rich blood points, which might be exchanged for a high-level accessory.

For a while, the Dread Warriors increased their speed and roared into the depths of the corridor.

According to intelligence, the bridge is in that direction.

"Wait!"

Eli stopped the Dread Warriors, and facing everyone's gaze, he proudly pointed to the path next to him:

"Please follow me, there are fewer guards on this passage, and you can reach the bridge faster!"

After that, the former Black Legion warrior led the Dread Warriors to rush to the bridge.

Such a phenomenon happened from time to time in various parts of the ship, not only this Chaos warship, but also other Chaos warships.

Many Chaos Warriors who wanted to join the Dread Legion chose to lead the way for them as soon as they saw the Dread Warriors, and they were particularly loyal.

In the silent corridor.

The body of a Black Legion warrior suddenly moved.

He was attacked by an insider before, but fortunately he did not die completely, and the corrupted flesh and blood mycelium was gradually filling the wound.

"Father, corruption has given me new life..."

The warrior who believed in Nurgle climbed up and cursed: "Damn it, that cursed liar actually attacked me!"

He did not call the attacker a traitor.

Because he also wanted to surrender, but he was a step late.

The hateful Tzeentch believer knelt down and begged to join so quickly that he was stabbed in the waist before he could react.

The Nurgle warrior took out the recruitment notice from his stomach and stuck it on the abscess, so that when he met the Dread Warrior, he could surrender as soon as possible.

And it could also avoid being killed by mistake.

He stood up weakly with the help of the wall, and then froze.

"Where are the enemies?!"

Across the corridor, the Black Legion reinforcement team came and saw the recruitment notice on his body, which was absolutely forbidden!

The eyes of these warriors suddenly became cold.

Faced with all this.

The Nurgle warriors who were hit by critical strikes one after another and were extremely unlucky felt despair in their hearts and tried their best to escape:

"It's over, I have to go to see my father..."

"Damn traitor!"

The soldiers of the Black Legion raised their grenade launchers angrily and fired wildly.

Bang bang bang——

The roaring bombs formed a raging iron rain, completely submerging armor and flesh, leaving only debris on the ground.

Even the corridor was destroyed by nearly half.

"Kill, fear!"

Broken Horn roared and came with heavy steps. The heavy Chaos Terminator armor he wore was a circle larger than the ordinary Terminator armor, and the flaming demon wings on his back burned everything around him.

The whole form was more like a violent demon made of steel.

Just now, he emptied several magazines of special relinked explosive bombs, almost flooding the entire area, including the reinforcement team of the Black Legion.

This high-level Dread Warrior likes to fight alone and recklessly rush into the most dangerous front line of the war.

As a result, he has gained more favor from Diablo.

"You can't escape..."

Broken Horn suddenly crushed the struggling Black Legion warrior, stretched out his hand to grab the Nurgle warrior on the ground, and tried to tear it apart.

But after seeing the recruitment notice on the other party, he threw it to the ground and continued to charge forward.

The Nurgle warrior survived and dragged his severely injured body to the battle area, hoping that he could meet new Dread Warriors.

When he crawled to the bridge area.

The Dread Warrior had conquered the bridge with the help of the inner ghost.

This Nurgle warrior also got what he wanted and got a chance to join the Dread Legion.

But the look he looked at the sneak attacker Eli was still unkind, and he wanted to stab that bastard to death.

Afterwards, the Dread Legion completely took control of the Chaos warship, turned its guns to aim at the rest of the Black Legion warships, and ruthlessly poured out its fire.

This caused the surrounding warships and affiliated battle groups to fall into chaos.

…

The surface of the planet Dakod.

The core elite forces of the Black Legion led a large number of warriors to launch a fierce attack on the enemy positions, attempting to disintegrate the ground defense array of the planet.

However, even though these elites were fully armed, they were still slightly lacking in momentum when facing the Dread Warriors.

The armor of these elites was dull, like a zero-krypton player who had finally worked hard to get all the equipment, while the opposite side was a bunch of colorful krypton gold warriors with 999 big wings.

They started with high-level equipment.

Fortunately, the Black Legion had an advantage in numbers and still suppressed and advanced the front.

But gradually, the Black Legion elites found that their number was getting smaller and smaller. As they fought, more familiar faces somehow joined the enemy team.

Even praying for reinforcements was useless.

Many reinforcements were lost as soon as they landed, and found a place to hide, or simply joined the enemy.

"Traitors, all traitors..."

The roar of the Black Legion Chaos Champion was particularly sad. This was the first time he encountered such an absurd and humiliating battle.

He angrily cursed the traitors:

"The Great Plunderer will not forgive you traitors, you will eventually be burned by the flames of the cursed!"

But soon, the Black Legion Chaos Champion became honest. He was stuffed into the bloodstone and turned into the shape of the Dread Legion.

More loyal events occurred on the ground battlefield.

From time to time, such scenes can be seen:

Several Dread Warriors led a large group of Black Legion warriors, chasing and beating the Black Legion elite, and those inner ghosts howled, much more fiercely than when they attacked the Dread Legion before.

The Black Legion encountered a tricky equation.     That is, the more our troops are, the fewer our troops are, and the soldiers sent down have basically become the enemy's helpers.

Perhaps this expeditionary fleet had problems when it was first assembled, as there were too many potential traitors who wanted to join the Legion of Terror.

This made the balance of the war gradually tilt towards the enemy.

Black Legion command ship, bridge.

"It's time to retreat..."

The Chaos Commander looked at the situation on the battlefield and sighed: "Failure is approaching us. We must evacuate and purge the traitors to have a chance to win the war."

Although the Black Legion still has a certain advantage now.

But he can see that more and more Chaos warships and warriors have fallen to the enemy, and the retreat is happening little by little.

If the battle continues, it is doomed to be a disastrous defeat.

However, before the Chaos Commander gave the order to retreat, a change occurred, and a terrifying evil power enveloped the airspace battlefield.

A huge and abominable beast that was more than 100 kilometers long and like an asteroid crashed into the battlefield from the void. Its image alone was enough to cause people's panic.

That was the Dark Prince's vehicle - the Heart of Terror!

"How can the Dread Legion have such a creation?!"

The Chaos Commander almost screamed out loud. Such a super-giant warship is no less than the Chaos Warmaster's Ark of Bad Omen.

He understood the terrifying power of this super-giant creation even more.

When it appeared on the battlefield, it had already established victory, and he had no chance of escaping!

"Adjutant!"

The Chaos Commander looked at the lit cannon, filled with despair, and issued his final command:

"Use all means to tell the Warmaster everything here. Don't send any more troops here without a combined fleet!"

But not long after, the adjutant gave a more desperate reply: "Sir, our communication methods have been disrupted and there is no way to send messages..."

It is already difficult to transmit messages in the subspace storm area, and now that the enemy has used some kind of interference method, it is even more difficult to transmit the message.

"Where's the wizard?

Let them leave psychic messages and the Warmaster will find them. "

"Witches...the wizards are all dead, twisted into monsters, and have been executed by the administrators."

When the Chaos Commander heard this, he closed his eyes in pain: "No..."

But the next moment.

A terrifying demon god flashed past his retina, and he could vaguely hear the terrifying roar of hell.

Dizzying.

He immediately understood why the wizards died. Even he could see the figure of that existence, let alone the wizards who were more closely connected with the subspace.

Now, the order to retreat has been issued.

The leader of Chaos could only pray that the abomination giant ship did not target this ship, so that he could successfully escape from the attack range of the giant ship.

Unfortunately, his hopes were dashed.

A few minutes later, the dark red light of destruction descended like a doomsday, completely flooding the command ship.

The ship's hull made of fine gold and the lives inside were ruthlessly destroyed.

This was a devastating baptism, and the Heart of Fear directly wiped a large Chaos warship from the battlefield.

Only embers in the void and echoes of mourning remain.

…

Heart of Fear, in the bridge hall.

Molten iron dripped onto the ground, leaving traces of burning. More broken holes and the elite corpses of the Black Legion on the ground indicated that a battle had taken place here.

"What a pity..."

Ron's hoarse voice came out.

He left behind the charred corpse of the Chaos Commander, and with the wings of the Chaos Demon Body fluttering slightly, he returned to the throne and continued the infusion.

Not so long ago.

When Heart of Fear arrived at the battlefield, he found that the war situation was in chaos.

Fortunately, it is developing in a direction that is beneficial to us, and the number of enemy betrayals is greater than imagined.

After the abominable giant ship arrived, the Black Legion fleet saw that the situation was not good and tried to escape.

To prevent the enemy from escaping.

While using interference methods, Heart of Fear launched a shocking attack on the core warships of the Black Legion fleet and announced that any ship trying to escape would be destroyed.

The Chaos Commander in one of the command ships reacted quickly and led his guards to join the gang in an attempt to counterattack.

However, this ship is controlled by the Prince of Darkness, and there is no possibility of victory based on the opponent's strength.

Perhaps Abaddon came here personally to have any hope of seizing the ship.

Ron tried to subdue the Chaos Lord, but ultimately failed.

Such a high-level powerhouse, personally chosen by the Chaos Warmaster, would have a hard time gaining the other party's loyalty, and would not be able to use any means to restrict it.

Therefore, he could only destroy it.

"Seal the battlefield as much as possible and don't allow any news to spread!"

Ron issued new orders.

Deterred by the heart of fear, this war has been won, with no possibility of reversal.

Black Abyss Star needs time to digest this rich loot.

This wave is estimated to obtain hundreds of Chaos warships, tens of thousands of Chaos warriors, and more Chaos auxiliaries, dark slaves, etc.

At least it can double the strength of the Terror Legion, with nearly 50,000 warriors!

In this case, he hoped to block the news and delay it for a while.

In order to prevent Abaddon from organizing a larger army to crusade after learning about our true strength, or even leading the army himself.

In that case, he would have no choice but to pack up and run away with the fearful legion.

No matter how rapidly it develops, the newly born Dread Legion will be difficult to compete with the Black Legion that has developed for thousands of years. Once Abaddon is determined and organizes a large-scale conquest regardless of the cost.

Any means of resistance are ineffective.

That guy Abaddon is stretching his hips, but his strength on paper is quite astonishing.

There are at least several Arks of Omen on par with the Heart of Fear, a large fleet, and hundreds of thousands of Chaos warriors.

In other words, the fleet coming to attack now is just the tip of the iceberg of the Black Legion.

Ron frowned, feeling a little worried.

This wave is a bit harsh, and he is not able to run away as easily as before. He must find a way to deal with this crisis.

At least the Black Legion must be held back...

——

Salvador.

Black Shadow Castle, hall.

"Aren't there any battle reports sent back yet?"

Abaddon paced the steps, a little restless.

In the past few days, several fronts have successively returned good news, and more legion property has been recaptured.

Only the fleet that went to conquer the Dread Legion was silent, as if it had disappeared.

He had a bad premonition in his heart: "Is it possible... that my fleet has been destroyed by the despicable ambush of the Terror Legion?!"

The Chaos Warmaster shook his head, feeling amused at his excessive worry:

"It's impossible. Unless the Terror Legion is several times stronger than ours, it can quietly destroy the entire fleet. Otherwise, there will definitely be retreating troops returning..."

"My lord, a battle report has come back!"

Adjutant Tzeentch hurried in and reported respectfully: "According to Commander Vollon, the Dread Legion has hidden its strength and will need more time to complete the conquest!"

Abaddon flipped through the battle report that had been handed over to him before the war began.

Commander Volon detected more than 300 Chaos warships on the enemy's fortress planet alone. The hidden power was unknown, and he was not so optimistic about the situation of the war.

Of course, the commander insisted that he would win victory for the Warmaster, but it would be later than planned.

According to the time in the battle report, this was already a month ago.

Abaddon frowned. Judging from the current situation, the result was not good, otherwise there would be no news.

However, the subspace storm area was so chaotic that it was difficult for him to find much useful information.

Undecided, the Chaos Warmaster turned to the Great Wizard and the Prophet to predict the fate of the expedition fleet.

Based on the scattered fragments of prophetic information, he obtained three important pieces of information:

1. The expedition fleet is basically intact and has reached the depths of the enemy's base.

2. The warriors of the Black Legion are still fighting, but many warriors have died.

3. The expedition fleet has the possibility of failure.

Abaddon breathed a sigh of relief, but his face remained solemn: "It seems that the war has been hindered. The expedition fleet encountered stubborn resistance from the enemy.

If we can't attack for a long time, I'm afraid we won't be able to sustain our supplies..."

He thought he had keenly guessed the direction of the battle, which gave me the advantage.

Conquering a well-defended planet is not easy. If the expedition fleet is unable to conquer the planet where the Dread Legion is stationed for a long time, it must retreat and resupply.

The Chaos Warmaster was considering whether to send another fleet to reinforce.

Finally, he decided to wait a few more days and see.

After all, the internal resources of the Black Legion are not rich, so sending more fleets for nothing is a waste.

However, when the news came out that the expedition fleet's war was hindered.

There was a lot of excitement within the Black Legion, and many warriors applied to fight and were willing to go to reinforce the crusade fleet.

The leaders of some affiliated warbands even issued military orders, stating that they would never return unless the war was won, and they would die at the headquarters of the Terror Legion!

Such high enthusiasm for war deeply pleased Abaddon, the Chaos Warmaster.

Since the Battle of Salvador, the mood within the Black Legion has been low. Now with the news of some good news, the warriors finally cheered up!