Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

If Ron had a choice, he wouldn't want to possess the Emperor's clone.

Right now, the elements are really too classic: the Emperor's clone, the Black Throne, the Webway, and the invasion of the Chaos Gods and their demons.

It looks very risky.

What if another bigshot like Little Ma shows up halfway through?

Wouldn't I be squatting on the Black Throne, chatting with the Emperor himself in a double act?

Then the human empire will usher in two suns.

He, the savior, can only remain in religious mythology, occasionally showing miracles in the galaxy, fighting back and forth with the Chaos Gods in the Warp.

How tragic?!

But in the current situation, Ron has no choice but to go.

Once the Chaos Gods and their demons successfully invade, not only will Commorragh's Webway be unable to be defended, but they will also obtain the Emperor's clone.

Thus triggering an unpredictable and huge crisis.

If he doesn't go, with the internal military strength of Commorragh's Webway, it is unlikely to withstand those thirty or so Greater Daemons of Chaos.

"Alas, I can finally understand how valuable Old Ka was…"

Ron sighed inwardly. When Ka'Bandha supported the Redemption satellite area, he hacked and slashed even more Greater Daemons of Chaos in the Warp.

With that kind of combat power, after arriving in the Webway, he would probably be an extremely powerful existence.

What's even more troublesome is that Ka'Bandha is also among the demons participating in the Commorragh battle, which means that the other party will become his enemy.

This is even more of a headache.

The White Scars Primarch Khan is unlikely to stop Ka'Bandha, and may even get beaten up.

After all, Ka'Bandha fought Sanguinius to a standstill ten thousand years ago, and now he is getting stronger and stronger, faintly becoming the most powerful Greater Daemon of Chaos in the Warp.

He even suspects that the sacred weapons he can currently use won't be able to do much damage to that guy.

This is the most troublesome thing.

Now, he can only hope that he will successfully possess the Emperor's clone and resolve this crisis.

Then safely run away from that clone and the Black Throne.

After making a decision, Ron looked at the White Scars Primarch, who was still in a state of shock:

"It's okay, Old Khan. In the subsequent battle, you will be responsible for charging and advancing, sending the special machinery into the depths of the Black Throne.

As for the Greater Daemons of Chaos, kill as many as you can."

"Leave this matter to me, brother. The warriors of Chogoris are best at this kind of operation. I will send the things there with the White Scars cavalry at the fastest speed!"

Khan said seriously.

High-speed assault tactics are the greatest advantage of the White Scars Chapter and their glory.

After obtaining the map information of the relevant area, this Primarch activated his baby vehicle and disappeared with an acceleration, to find the White Scars to study the assault route.

For the White Scars Chapter, intelligence is very important. Every high-speed operation requires detailed map intelligence and tactical arrangements.

At this moment, Belisarius Cawl, the Black Archmagos of the Martian Mechanicum, was hooking up with the Black Oil Archmagos, with more than a dozen mechanical arms on his huge mechanical body simultaneously handing the Archmagos his proud drinks.

While damaging the fuel drink under the name of another Biologis Archmagos, Moths, he promoted his authentic fuel drink:

"According to current research, it is most suitable to drink the new authentic fuel drink with a refreshing effect when doing experiments. I have added more than a hundred kinds of…"

"This unlucky thing won't fight with Moths, will it?"

Ron felt a little headache looking at Cawl's eloquent appearance.

In order to successfully deal with the Emperor's clone, he had to bring his own Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick from the Mechanicum.

Let them jointly study special sacred machinery to achieve the effect of the Emperor's soul perfectly possessing the clone.

These two goods always make trouble for their rotten fuel drinks when they get together.

However, as long as it does not affect the progress of the research, it is within his acceptable range.

It is normal for geniuses to have some quirks.

At least their quirks are not like those perverted research geniuses in the galaxy, who like to engage in theft, slaughter, or human fusion play.

It is considered the most harmless kind.

"Cawl, how is the design of the backup plan? You must give usable results within these two days."

Ron turned around and walked over, urging.

Letting the Little Sun's soul possess the Emperor's clone was originally a backup plan outside of the "Emperor's Revival Plan", and now this backup plan may have to be temporarily made official.

"Lord Savior, you're here. I'm introducing products to everyone~"

After the Hope Primarch Savior walked over, Cawl also put away his nonchalant appearance and saluted with the other Oil Boys.

Seeing that the Savior's eyes were a little unkind, he quickly reported:

"Don't worry, when has the genius Cawl ever had a problem? The design you need has already been completed, and the mechanical finished product can be given tomorrow.

Don't believe me, take a look."

As Cawl said, he uploaded the relevant data to the Savior's communication terminal.

Ron flipped through it.

Moths is more obedient, and he doesn't have to look at the things he makes himself.

But Cawl's research results, he really can't rest assured if he doesn't look at them. At least he has to browse through them to see if there are any outrageous things inside.

This is also something that can't be helped.

Currently, he can't find a technical genius who can replace Cawl.

Nowadays, most of the breakthrough and unique achievements in the mechanical field of the Savior's territory are made by this guy Cawl.

He can simultaneously preside over thousands of different types of projects. Whether it is intelligence, research enthusiasm, or energy, they are all terribly high.

"Emmm…"

Suddenly, Ron saw a document outside the plan, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He looked at Cawl: "What is this? It's not a big problem if you usually embezzle a little budget, but don't mess with me at this time."

"I am definitely not like what you said, falsely… falsely reporting the budget, at least not usually."

Cawl was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and the volume of the electronic sound increased, as if he had suffered an injustice:

"Moreover, the related equipment in this document is all for your own good!"

Ron glanced at the Black Archmagos:

"How do you say that?"

"After I finished the research task you needed, didn't I see that there was still time, so I studied the data of the Black Throne by the way?"

Cawl crossed his mechanical arms and raised his head proudly: "After analyzing and studying the forging technology of those Haemonculi, I have a new understanding of the throne technology!"

This made Ron's eyes light up and listened more patiently.

After all, throne technology involves the Emperor, and any progress in related technologies is a major breakthrough, related to the future of mankind.

"According to current research, the high-intensity energy in the throne will cause extreme pain and will also bind the body and soul…"

Cawl continued to say:

"Lord Savior, aren't you going to use the soul link to borrow the clone of the Great Emperor? The technology in that document is prepared for you.

This technology can install many life support systems, virtual projection systems, networked game facilities, a full set of kitchen utensils, silicone humanoid machines, etc. in the Black Throne.

In order to improve the user experience of the Black Throne.

If there is not enough time, I can build a small garden for you around it.

Once you are unfortunately trapped in the Black Throne, this set of mechanical facilities can…"

"Stop!"

Ron was originally quite looking forward to it, but he felt a little numb when he heard Cawl's later words:

"What do you mean I am unfortunately trapped in the Black Throne? You can't talk nonsense about this. What if it affects my good luck?!"

"Lord Savior, I remember that you also emphasized at the general meeting of the Martian Mechanicum last time that we researchers should respect science…"

Cawl retrieved the virtual video of Ron's speech at that time very seriously, with reasons and evidence:

"Look, look, these are the words you said yourself, let us be realistic and pragmatic, and guide practice with scientific theory."

This Black Archmagos is a bit petty and can remember many things.

He even remembered that at 7:34 AM on June 14, 94 years ago, because his experiment failed and blew up a mechanical workshop, the Savior, who was still the planetary governor at the time, ran over and scolded him.

And forbade him from continuing to experiment.

Cawl's mechanical tentacles were frantically tapping on the data panel, as if calculating something.

He finally gave a string of data:

"Combining the throne disaster events that have occurred before, plus the statistics of probability, the probability of you being trapped in the Black Throne in this mission is 9.8225431%.

From this point of view, I think it is necessary…"

"In other words, the probability of me successfully escaping from this mission is only 90%, isn't that the end?!"

Ron's eyes darkened when he saw the string of probability numbers, and he felt a little dizzy.

He thought of the terrible torture of the throne, and his face turned a little green due to the stress.

"Huff, it's okay."

Ron took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions: "As long as I don't prepare, that thing won't happen, and I will definitely be able to escape.

I must have the courage to burn my boats..."

He looked at the Black Mechanicus Grand Magos with his head held high: "Stop the Black Throne optimization plan! At least until my current mission is over, you are not allowed to continue!"

After that, the Savior turned and walked towards his private room, preparing to go back and do some mental preparation.

"Oh, stop it then!"

Cawl was not discouraged at all. Anyway, this thing will be useful in the future, and he can still get some budget.

However, before he could turn off the data slate, a communication from the Savior came, ordering him to continue forging machines to optimize the Black Throne.

Ron calmed down on his way back to his private room and was able to look at the problem rationally.

Anyway, having something is better than having nothing, and he still has to respect science.

"Emperor protect, Emperor protect!"

Inside the private room.

Ron put his hands together and muttered something to the void, hoping that the Emperor and unknown metaphysics could protect him.

After that, he pressed a button on the wall and entered a secret room.

The secret room was empty, filled with smoke, and different areas were dedicated to different shrines or idols.

"Buddha bless... Guanyin Bodhisattva bless..."

The Savior came to the Buddha statue, knelt down piously, burned incense, and prayed for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas of his previous life.

After that, he went to the Taoist area.

He worshiped all the gods of Taoism according to Taoist rituals, aiming to leave nothing out.

Such secret rooms are in almost every private room. Before important battles or decisions, he would come here to do some mental preparation.

The main goal is peace of mind.

He still values metaphysics quite a bit. Respecting science is respecting science, but metaphysics cannot be neglected. It is best to grasp both.

After all, he has transmigrated. What else can't he believe?

Ron felt much better after coming out of the secret room.

He devoted all his energy to this important war, making pre-war preparations.

This is also one of the few times he is working hard, so he must go all out!

Two days later.

Cawl and M'Shen, the two Grand Magi of the Adeptus Mechanicus, adjusted the data of the sacred machine, enabling it to fully guide the soul energy of the Little Sun.

After that, the armed forces of this garrison began to gather and head to the Black Throne area, where the war between the Black Heart Cabal's core armed forces and the Chaos Daemons was becoming increasingly fierce.

Moreover, the defense formed by the forbidden artifact was constantly tearing apart, and more and more Chaos Greater Daemons were invading.

As for why Ron knew.

It was because the Slaaneshi Herald, the sneaky traitor, the sneaky daemonette Barney, sent him a psychic message.

This is the benefit of having people in various forces.

If they don't hurry up, the Black Throne area may be completely lost.

Then there will be no need to fight this battle.

Buzz!!!

The White Scars Primarch Jaghatai Khan's artifact vehicle roared, with the adjusted sacred machine loaded behind it, protected by several force field shields.

He twisted the throttle, and the vehicle turned into a bolt of white lightning, followed by more white lightning bolts.

The White Scars Chapter's cavalry unit was dispatched in full force!

Their White Scars anti-gravity vehicles carried hundreds of Custodes and Thunder Warriors, as well as Cawl, M'Shen, and dozens of Mechanicus Magi, rushing towards the target area.

These are the most cutting-edge forces of the Imperium of Man, which will enter the core of the Black Throne with the help of the White Scars Chapter's high-speed assault tactics.

Then, they will place the sacred machine and introduce the soul energy of the Little Sun into the Emperor's clone on the throne, allowing the Savior to manipulate it to repel the enemy.

So that the Emperor's clone is not taken away by the Chaos Greater Daemons.

It can be said that this is an extremely dangerous battle. They will face the core armed forces of the Dark Eldar and many Chaos Daemons at the same time.

"Hiss~ The wind is a bit strong..."

Ron sat on the sidecar of the White Scars anti-gravity vehicle, regretting that he didn't wear a helmet in order to look cool.

In fact, his golden armor image now looks like a large corncob standing on the sidecar of the white vehicle.

There is basically no image to speak of.

"Savior, should I drive slower?"

Jubal Khan, the White Scars Chapter Master, was quite concerned about his adoptive father when he heard this, and thoughtfully opened a layer of force field, which could block the gale to a certain extent.

"No need, just keep the speed."

Ron shook his head and rejected the proposal. If this vehicle slows down and can't keep up with the main force, it will be troublesome.

Of course, he believes that the White Scars Chapter Master can balance all of this well.

But it is better not to add risks for no reason.

He still hopes that the assault troops can reach the core of the Black Throne as soon as possible and successfully start the sacred machine.

Let the Savior version of the yellow weasel... No, the Savior Emperor clone can participate in the battle.

In recent years, Ron has slightly trained his combat skills, and with the support of the Emperor clone's power, his combat effectiveness should skyrocket.

He wants the Chaos Daemons to know that the power of the Savior is not just a legend, but a real blast!

In the past, Ron used sacred weapons or commercially flattered various experts. It is time to justify the Savior's strength.

Crackle~

As the high-speed assault team approached the Black Throne area, accidents also occurred.

A webway rift appeared, and five Slaaneshi Greater Daemons invaded the route of advance, surrounded by a sea of demons.

"Old Khan, you continue to carry out the mission, I will stop them!"

Ron made a decisive decision and made a new deployment.

Where he is does not affect the start of the sacred machine, as long as the Little Sun does not have any problems.

Under such circumstances, it is best for him, the Savior, to stop those Chaos Greater Daemons.

"Chaos Daemons, how dare you stop the Hope Primarch Savior?!"

Ron suddenly jumped into the air, releasing all his psychic power, and golden wings extended from his back, coupled with the golden flames all over his body.

He looks like a small golden big guy, like the sun descending to earth!

At this moment, the Hope Primarch Savior's special effects were fully activated, blinding the Chaos Daemons.

The five Slaaneshi Greater Daemons were thinking about blocking the forces of the Imperium of Man, but the Savior suddenly descended in front of them, and also exuded a terrifying aura.

Making them all stunned in place.

These Chaos Greater Daemons couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in their hearts.

Because this Savior is the lifelong enemy of the Supreme Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha, and they have already witnessed Ka'Bandha's power and terror.

The Khorne beast single-handedly defeated thirty Chaos Greater Daemons and cruelly tortured them.

In the terrifying rumors of the Savior in the Warp, it vaguely makes people feel that he is even more powerful than the Supreme Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha, to a terrifying point.

This is also one of the reasons why the Chaos Gods and Daemons reacted so strongly when they heard that the Savior had descended on Commorragh.

In order to stop the Hope Primarch Savior and seize the Black Throne and the Emperor's clone body.

The Chaos forces sent dozens of powerful Chaos Greater Daemons, and the Warp's strongest daemon Ka'Bandha and the Chaos fighting champion Shalaxi are also on their way to challenge.

These five Chaos Greater Daemons simply do not have the qualifications to participate in such struggles, and can only sweep the webway on the periphery.

But they didn't expect that they would be so unlucky to encounter the Savior!

"Finished!"

The five Slaaneshi Greater Daemons swallowed their saliva and came up with this idea.

Khan seized this gap and led the assault troops past the Chaos Greater Daemons, and many white lightning bolts advanced rapidly in the tide of demons.

In order to break through the siege.

"Hiss~ It's a bit troublesome..."

While the Chaos Daemons were panicking, Ron was also a little panicked.

He found that he might not be able to defeat these five Chaos Greater Daemons.

Now, the sacred weapons are left in the assault troops to facilitate their use at critical moments, and the energy condensed by the Little Sun must also be reserved for the Emperor clone to use.

He cannot easily consume it.

This number of Greater Daemons is extremely terrifying no matter where they appear.

Even the Primarch is difficult to deal with.

Of course, it is extremely difficult for Chaos Greater Daemons to come to the real universe, and it will consume a lot of energy, otherwise the galaxy or the Imperium of Man would have been finished long ago.

But this is the webway, and Chaos Greater Daemons can invade on a large scale with very low consumption, which is extremely troublesome.

Ron did not rashly launch an attack, maintaining calm and concealing his nervousness as much as possible, so as not to be discovered by the Chaos Greater Daemons.

And his expressionless gaze, and even his disdainful appearance of not making a move, invisibly created more pressure on the Chaos Greater Daemons.

More terrifying than when they faced Ka'Bandha.

These Chaos Greater Daemons felt that they were locked on by the Hope Primarch Savior and could not escape, and their hearts were on the verge of collapse.

"Sav... Savior, you can't kill me!"

A Slaaneshi Greater Daemon broke down and screamed and desperately tried to make a move.