Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Fortunately, Gauss and other violent Ogryn warriors just stared here without much desire to attack.

Their attention soon turned to the remaining daemons of Nurgle.

Start chasing down those Nurgle demons who are screaming in fear and trying to escape back.

"Thank God they maintained their basic sanity..."

Dovaro breathed a sigh of relief.

He had become honest with the Primaris warriors, and quietly retreated a distance, fearing that he would offend those damn Ogryns.

"Boss, does this count as losing to Ogryn?" A Nova Warrior Primaris realized this problem and asked with a grimace.

Nowadays, the Nova Warriors are not only inferior to Ogryn in terms of cultural studies, but they also lose completely in terms of combat effectiveness.

Those violent warriors captured the most victory and glory.

"This...can't be considered a loss..."

Dovaro took a deep breath and tried to explain: "How can the Space Marines be considered a loser?"

Then came more words, such as "violent blood thirst", "The Emperor is above, that's not normal", and "we still have a chance".

This caused many Primaris Space Marines to lower their heads, and there was an air of embarrassment around them.

"well!"

Dovaro pushed away the corpse of a corrupted giant fly and sat slumped on the ruins: "Brothers, our life will be difficult in the future..."

Due to the previous Ogryn taunting incident.

The Nova Marines have become synonymous with illiteracy among the Supernumerary Sons of the Ultramarines, attracting the attention of the Imperial Regent.

Moreover, they had to attend classes and train with Ogryn afterwards, almost being deeply bound, and their every word and deed was under the attention of everyone and the Imperial Regent.

What's more, this is still a comparison between Primaris, who claims to be the elite of the empire, and the stupid demi-human Ogryn. Are pure human beings still inferior to sub-species?

The more outstanding and glorious the Ogryns become, the more bleak the Primaris themselves become.

The Empire places great value on genes.

People would think, they are all genetic descendants of the original body, so why are they so different? Is it a genetic problem?

It was precisely because of the excellent genes of the original body that Ogryn was transformed. Even elites like himself who had used the Regent's genes could not compare with it.

This would bring shame to the Imperial Regent.

Judging from the current situation, the Nova Warriors represent not only themselves, but also the Ultramarines and all the descendants of the Ultramarines.

Everyone hopes that the Nova Warriors can win the game.

In this way, Captain Kalga still has to torture himself from time to time?

"Damn Ogryn..."

When he thought about what might happen in the future, Dovaro put on a mask of pain and felt blocked.

Suddenly, melodious music came from next door.

Ogryn had finished the battle and was gathering around to play sacred music praising the savior, as if he wanted to calm down the irritable mood before.

They strive to return to reason and appear to be quite gentle and elegant.

Apart from the flesh and blood stains on the armor, there was no sign of the previous violent appearance.

Pattering~

A drizzle fell from the sky.

I don't know if there was something wrong with the weather control device, but only half of the rain containing the diluted purifying agent fell, and all of it fell on the Nova Warriors.

Dovaro and the others were soaked in the cold rain, and their hearts felt chilly.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the Primaris: "In the name of the Gene Father and the Regent of the Empire, we must fight hard.

We must end this shame with our own hands. From now on, we will learn whatever Oglin learns, and we must do better.

I don’t believe I can’t win against those Ogryns! "

The leader's decision gave rise to another multi-talented war group in the Galaxy, and it was even more bizarre...

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Aix Cathedral.

At this moment, the cathedral was on full alert, and a huge three-legged corruption machine nearly one kilometer high floated faintly in the sky, which was taller than any previous corruption machine.

It is the core of the corrupt network of this planet and even the entire galaxy. It is embedded in this space with some chaotic technology, and three huge feet penetrate the void.

The corrupted machine was originally hidden, but the Savior's reconnaissance force used sorcery to detect creation and found it.

As soon as it was discovered, it sensed the threat and started operating in advance.

The terrifying bells of the corrupted machine are ringing, and some kind of countdown is starting.

The sickle-shaped hands on the three clock faces turned crazily, the hollow spheres pulsed at a migraine-like frequency, and the vicious liquid inside continued to spread corrosive evil energy.

The shadow of Nurgle Garden behind him became increasingly clear.

"Quick, gather and build a defense line!"

Tens of thousands of elite Space Marines and Primaris quickly deployed defense lines at key locations in the war zone to defend against possible demons at any time.

Boom boom boom——

Projectiles of holy ashes were fired at the corrupted machine one after another, constantly weakening the fel barrier created by Nurgle's Garden.

Under the burning of the sacred light, the evil energy barrier was crumbling like glass about to break.

Whoosh!

The gorgeous shuttle landed in the center of the cathedral square, and the savior in dark gold armor walked down the gangway with an imposing manner.

He looked up at the gradually solidifying shadow of Nurgle Garden in the sky, frowning:

"The Corruption Machine is anchoring the passage from Nurgle's Garden to here. We must destroy it as soon as possible!"

Ron somewhat understood why Yax in the original timeline fell so quickly.

Once this thing anchors the passage of Nurgle Garden, Nurgle demons can reach this planet unscrupulously along the passage, and the Empire cannot stop them no matter how many troops they have.

Moreover, the corrupt energy of Nurgle Garden will completely transform this planet into a plague planet, making it difficult for the Empire's army to stay and fight here.

They can only be forced to evacuate.

Fortunately, he found this corrupt machine in advance and got a chance to breathe.

Unfortunately, there is not much time to breathe.

Because he has seen the black spot in the shadow, it is a huge plague ark, and there are more powerful existences that are eyeing it and may cross the boundary at any time.

But in any case, there are two Primarchs on Yax, which greatly increases the chances of winning this defense battle.

"The Regent has taken the Sisters of Silence and is waiting for you inside..."

Ultramar's second-in-command, Ultramar Captain Calgar, has been waiting for a long time and saluted slightly.

When he saluted, he noticed the legendary equipment worn by the Savior - Glory and Arbiter, which were one of the weapons that their Gene Father Guilliman once loved the most.

Calgar's eyes twitched, and he couldn't control himself for a moment.

After their Gene Father fell asleep, these two legendary weapons have been placed in the Primarch Museum and carefully maintained.

The Chapter Master coveted them for a long time, but didn't dare to have the slightest thought of blasphemy.

What's hateful is that during the Battle of Macragge, these two legendary weapons, along with more collections, were stolen by an unknown existence.

For this, he repented for a long time and felt deeply guilty.

For half a century, the Ultramarines have been trying to find them, but have failed to find them.

Some clues even point to the Primarch of Hope, the Devourer of Demons.

But there is no concrete evidence, and the Ultramarines can't rashly go to the door to verify and offend a Primarch.

Now, the truth is revealed.

"Emperor, the case has been solved. It was the Savior who stole the weapons!"

Calgar shouted in his heart, but tried to control his expression and didn't reveal it completely.

He stared at the two legendary weapons and hesitated: "Sir, these two weapons..."

"Oh, do you mean to compete with this sword and the explosive arrow?"

Ron patted the weapon on his waist and smiled gently: "I picked it up in Magkula. I didn't expect it to be so useful."

Calgar was a little stiff. The sudden answer made him speechless. He secretly complained in his heart:

"This existence actually admitted it himself. I'm afraid he didn't pick it up in the weapons hall of the Primarch Museum?

Just pick up the Primarch's throne as well!"

When he thought of the blame and guilt he suffered for this matter, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

The Savior's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him picking up some equipment at the beginning.

"Nothing... nothing, please come with me, the Regent is waiting for you inside."

Calgar did not continue on this issue, and did not dare to say anything or ask anything. This was not something he was qualified to ask.

You can't say that you hope the Primarch will steal something, right?

And this existence had come all the way to save their Gene Father.

Ron led the Thunder Guard Champion and followed Calgar into the barrier, and everything around him immediately became filthy.

There were traces of corruption and blasphemy everywhere.

They soon found the Regent Guilliman, who was standing in front of an inverted weird altar, and the Sister of Silence was protecting him beside him.

This prevented the Regent of the Empire from being affected by more evil energy.

But it must be said that where there are Sisters of Silence, the corrupt evil energy is indeed separated, and the air is much fresher.

Ron was thinking about whether he should train a group of Sisters of Silence himself, even if it is good to optimize the environment.

He looked at the altar.

The altar was engraved with three red circles symbolizing the God of Plague, and the smell of plague flickered between the evil symbols.

A wooden statue of the Emperor with arms outstretched in prayer was hung upside down on the altar. Its head, hands and feet were cut off, and other parts also had traces of blasphemy.

Next to the statue was a small statue of the Loyalist Primarch, which also had some traces of blasphemy.

Ron saw his own statue in it, which was very lifelike.

"This is what my brother used to defile this planet."

Regent Guilliman stared at the filthy and corrupted machines in the sky and suddenly said: "However, at the Nikaea Conference, it was him who was most opposed to the think tank and the warp psychic power...

He has fallen into a state that no one recognizes."

"Perhaps, we will be able to catch that guy soon and let him know what regret is."

Ron has prepared a special "Emperor's Love" sacred urn for the big moth, which will definitely make the other party feel the strong fatherly love.

He is a little impatient.

"Motarion is not here."

The Regent turned around and looked at the Savior: "If he was here, I would feel his presence..."

He hoped to face the corrupted brother and end it all as soon as possible.

However, although Mortarion has invested a lot of effort and resources in the hospital world of Yax, he does not seem to be ready to show up here.

"Then destroy this damn place first, it should be time."

Ron could feel that the evil energy barrier was weakening and would break at any time, so that he could directly attack the corrupted machine itself.

Once the core of this place is destroyed, Yax will be safe.

As soon as he finished speaking, a warning came from the communication channel, asking the soldiers under the corrupted machine to avoid the collapsed buildings.

Wave——

The fel barrier shattered like foam.

The aftermath of the artillery fire caused the dome of the cathedral to collapse, exposing more of the sky and the corrupted machine.

It can be seen that the chain-like plague energy spread and connected to the altar.

Boom!

Ron used psychic energy to stop the splashing rubble and destroyed it, and other warriors also solved the collapsed wreckage in various ways.

"This sword can destroy it."

Regent Guilliman smoothly pulled out the Emperor's sword, and the blade immediately burned after leaving the scabbard.

"It is worthy of being the most legendary weapon of the Empire, so powerful..."

Ron looked at the burning and dancing blade, and felt a little envious.

This is simply the eternal burning holy light, an infinitely refillable single holy urn bomb.

He was a little curious about how the Emperor's Sword was burning. The machinery that made up the sword was hidden in the blade and the hilt, and nothing could be seen.

But it must involve some kind of Warp secrets, not just simple science.

Unfortunately, that guy, Old Ji, treasured this holy sword so much that he was unwilling to lend it to him for research.

Maybe it was because his savior had a criminal record, and he was worried that he would take the sword away and not return it, or that he would dismantle it and not be able to put it back.

Wouldn't he cry to death?

"You are not welcome."

Guilliman raised the sword high, and the burning holy light repelled the shadows.

He stared at the altar in front of him and the rune chain connected to the corrupted machine: "All of you go back to the Warp!"

Then, it was a simple swing of the sword.

This Emperor's Sword is a curse to Chaos. It easily cuts through all the rune chains and destroys all the links.

Then, Guilliman's jump pack on his back started, and the whole person suddenly jumped up and flew towards the corrupted machine in the air.

More golden flames erupted on the Corrupted Machine.

The Emperor's Sword cut off a leg of the Corrupted Machine like cutting butter, and the complex rotten parts fell down.

After losing a leg, the Corrupted Machine tilted, the ticking clock was no longer accurate, and the vicious liquid in the hollow sphere kept swaying.

Guilliman took a breath and tried to attack again.

However, the Savior's reminder came: "Old Guilliman, make way!"

He subconsciously looked down and saw that the brother was carrying a huge launcher. The mechanical device at the front opened to expose more warheads.

Seeing this, he quickly dodged.

Bang bang bang——

The launcher first fired several sacred urn bullets to hit the Corrupted Machine to weaken the evil energy, and then more hot melt warheads flew out.

The hot melt missiles completely disintegrated the key nodes of the Corrupted Machine, causing the entire machine to collapse and fall to the ground, raising countless dust.

"Sure enough, this thing is still useful, otherwise how long will that guy Lao Ji chop?"

Ron threw away the launcher and clapped his hands.

He looked at the ruins of the machine formed by the fall and reminded: "Don't burn all these things, you have to take them away for research later to find a way to enter the corrupted network."

In addition to some small and complete corrupted machines, this big guy also needs to be studied.

The great wizard on the Black Abyss has led the black oil guys to form a temporary project team, ready to study this thing carefully, and the Queen of Black Machinery will also come to help.

Of course, it's not free, he has to sacrifice his chastity.

Guilliman fell to the ground, frowning: "I have a bad premonition, things are not over yet..."

"Quick, everyone leave the ruins!"

After hearing this, Ron immediately felt like he was facing a great enemy and ordered all the soldiers to retreat to a safe area away from the ruins.

The danger is coming, and it's big!

According to his experience, you can ignore what others say, but Lao Ji's words must be treated with caution.

Even he, who often stepped on traps, felt that it was ominous. It was definitely ominous, more real than pearls, and could be called a prophecy of the law of cause and effect.

Because that was the premonition that Old Ji had trained with countless sneak attacks and beatings, and countless painful tears and blood!

"Attention all departments, immediately activate the ultimate defense facilities and prepare for war!"

Even if there were no signs, Ron still ordered all defense and attack means to be activated.

Hundreds and thousands of super-heavy artillery fire and dozens of sacred urn bombs of various types were all in the pre-launch state, aiming at the area where the ruins were located.

Many high-level Grey Knights with sacred urn bombs inlaid all over their bodies were ready to go.

Such a camp, plus two Primarchs, is enough to make any demon existence have no way back!

"Alas, what a pity..."

Ron stood beside Guilliman, quite emotional.

All this was originally prepared for the big moth, and I don't know which of Nurgle's father's favorites will benefit from it.

When all the defense and attack facilities were activated, a shock wave of evil energy erupted from the destroyed clock, and the dirty wind blew in all directions.

"My lord, a crack is forming, and we can't close it!"

The chief think tank staggered back, and the flashing psychic arcs crackled like whips, lashing the remains of the cathedral.

He looked like he couldn't hold on.

Fortunately, the savior used psychic power to help the chief think tank and saved his life.

The unnatural wind was extremely violent.

The Thunder Guards and Gray Knights lowered their heads in the strong wind and were pushed back, their boots rubbing against the floor causing bursts of sparks.

Regent Guilliman plunged the Emperor's Sword into the ground, and flames surged from the edge of the blade and surrounded it, forming a golden shield to withstand the violent wind.

Ron stood behind Lao Ji, his eyes fixed on the crack.

"I am the fifth favorite of the plague and the second lost one..."

A harsh and terrifying voice sounded from the cracks in the subspace, surrounding all areas, making everyone who heard it shudder:

"I am the guardian of the last moment. I will not be killed. I have seen the end of time, until every atom has corrupted and decayed..."

From the crack, a black wave of glue material poured out, wrapping the entire mechanical ruins, making them darker and more corrupted, and further binding them.

Reshape it into a hideous and abominable demonic body.

Black rotten skin formed on the machinery and broken stones, the rotating gears entered the heart, and the tips of brass and green iron turned into sharp claws.

Huge demon wings grew out in a few seconds, and the irregular bones creaked.

Finally, a skull and horse-like head grew out, with burning yellow mist in its eye sockets, spreading endless malice.

The abominable Nurgle darling, who looked like a combination of human and horse, appeared in front of people, and a suffocating rotten stench filled the entire area.

Behind him are more demons of Nurgle emerging.

At the same time, the extinguished shadow of Nurgle Garden reappeared, almost occupying the sky.

Everyone can clearly see that there are seven huge rotting void whales - Plague Ark, flying towards this side, getting closer and closer.

Each one was larger than an Imperial battleship.

That is the real Nurgle army. The Plague Ark seems to want to crash directly onto the planet through the cracks!

roar--

The terrifying Nurgle being leaned over and stepped over, staring at everyone and roaring: "I am Kalama, your executioner, and I will bury you!"

The roar of the Plague Lord's fifth favorite almost suppressed all sounds, causing the entire area to fall into silence.

"No, how did you do it?!"

The savior's untimely reprimanding voice sounded out, startling the invading Kalama and the Nurgle demons.

Cast his sight over.

However, the other party did not notice them.

Such neglect caused Karama to burn with rage and spit out thick yellow mist from his nostrils: "Savior?!"

That being is located in the golden shield, immersed in the communication: "You guys on the Mechanicus, hurry up. They are all hateful. What if they run away?"

? ? ?

When Kalama and other Nurgle demons heard this, they suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts.

In an instant, the surroundings became bright.

Buzz~

In the distance, the core of the sacred tower that had been secretly formed burst out with bright sacred light, transporting that light to the diamond-shaped mechanical towers surrounding the cathedral.

After that, these mechanical towers emitted connected walls of light one after another, all projected around the ruins.

This scorching sacred light formed a huge circle of light, surrounding the ruins area, and was still shrinking the circle to push back the darkness within.

At the same time, it also illuminates the white sacred ashes around it.

Ron finally ended the communication and raised his head to look at the ferocious demon in front of him: "Ah, were you looking for me just now? What can I do for you?"

Karama looked at the overwhelming energy of the cursed people and the weapons of the cursed people that were surrounding him, and felt a little dazed for a moment.

Like a fugitive surrounded by spotlights and confused.

His power instantly disintegrated in front of the savior, and he subconsciously took a step back, making a rumbling sound.

It seems that I came at the wrong time...