Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

"You damn Lord of Change, don't even think about influencing my thinking!"

After Ron received some kind of warp foreshadowing from Tzeentch, he immediately rejected it and blocked it.

Now is a critical moment, you can't touch this thing!

If you want to deal with Tzeentch's temptations, you must be decisive. The more you hesitate and doubt, the more likely you are to fall into his trap.

After he blacklisted Jianqi, he no longer paid attention to the matter and accelerated the handling of urgent matters in the Redemption Satellite Zone.

In addition to filling the cracks in the curtain of the Redemption Arena, the relevant areas must be completely cleaned of demonic pollution and prepared to welcome a large influx of people.

Moreover, Ron also recalled a large number of ships outside the Redemption Satellite Zone, and did not allow the conspiracy group to go to the Milky Way or other areas, and they were required to be on standby at all times.

Afterwards, he set out for Comoros with Titus, Iris and a group of elite troops to complete the final harvest.

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The spire of the city of Comoros.

A thick dark fog covered the city, which was a fog barrier formed by gunpowder smoke.

The sound of gunfire could be heard everywhere in this dark city. The conspiracy warriors and residents were caught in the fight, and the main target of attack was the Black Heart Conspiracy.

With continuous propaganda and soul-enticing, the residents of Comoros have completely believed that the descendants of Asuman can lead them out of the suffering of erosion.

He also hated the Supreme Overlord and the Black Heart Conspiracy even more and launched an attack on them.

Ron was on the terrace overlooking the flames below, with several consuls of the Cabal standing behind him.

They bowed slightly, very respectfully.

Now the entire Dark City longed for the coming of the descendant of Asurman, and that noble being finally arrived.

He came to fulfill his promise and save them from the cruel rule of the Supreme Overlord Victor.

“Did you feel it?”

Ron closed his eyes slightly, feeling something.

These incoherent words made the consuls confused and bewildered.

The superior Archon Smith took over the conversation and seemed to feel the same way: "Lord Asuman, I felt it, the breath was so hot!"

"Ah, what?"

As Fok listened to the conversation between the two, he became even more confused.

What's going on? Why didn't I notice anything? Is it the enemy attacking? !

"Rage, Lord Asurman, you mean the rage that people harbor..."

Smith explained to the others: "It is about to set this dark city on fire. No one can stop it."

When everyone heard this, they immediately understood.

Ron shook his head, a little dissatisfied: "Too slow, it's far from enough, we have to add more fuel to make this fire burn more vigorously."

The Chaos Demons could invade Comoros at any time, and he couldn't wait any longer.

"What do you mean by fuel?"

"The death of the Supreme Overlord."

Ron's words surprised everyone even more, because wasn't the ultimate goal of all they did to get rid of the Supreme Overlord?

Smith immediately understood what was said: "Lord Asuman, your wisdom is truly admirable, like the perfect ending to a vicious theater..."

Now the residents of Comoros still retain a last bit of fear of the Supreme Overlord Victor.

What if he died? Would all this be gone?

Even the black-hearted cabal will crumble.

Of course, the Supreme Overlord is in the most heavily defended place in Comoros and has many clones, so it is not easy to kill him.

But for Ron, whether or not he really killed the Supreme Overlord was not very important.

What matters is that people believe he is dead, then he is really dead.

The only thing to do now is to wait for the opportunity.

A few weeks later, Ron sensed the fluctuations of the subspace and knew that Victor had entered the final step of "ascension to godhood".

Perhaps that old thing will soon become a powerful being in the subspace.

That was the news he had hoped to hear.

Because in this way, Victor will temporarily have no way to interfere in Comoros' affairs.

Without any hesitation, Ron led Titus and the elite members of the Redemption Conspiracy into the fortress of the Supreme Overlord and captured "Victor" alive.

It was just a clone carefully made by the Haemonculus Master. It wasn't even Victor's own, but one he forged himself.

Ron swaggered through the streets with "Victor", and all the supporters of the descendants of Asurman were spreading a message:

"The Supreme Overlord has been captured!"

Many people were delighted, but many were also full of doubts, as if they couldn't believe that the Supreme Overlord could be captured so easily.

Ron did not delay and immediately carried out a public execution of "Supreme Overlord Victor" in a core area.

On the high execution platform.

"Supreme Overlord Victor" was tied to a cruel torture device made by the Haemochorean master, unable to move, while the sound generator played the evidence of the cruel tyrant's crimes one by one.

Below the execution platform, the residents' eyes were filled with hatred and expectation, as well as a hint of fear.

The energy waves from the destructive weapons in the distance were covering them, but were blocked by the defensive force field.

That was an attack by the Black Heart Cabal armed forces. They realized the situation was not good and were accelerating their attack on the area to prevent the execution.

Ron glanced at the attack in the distance. Although he was nervous, he did not look panicked at all.

He looked as if he was sure of winning.

Because this was a live broadcast facing the entire Comoros, the Black Heart Conspiracy made the most stupid choice after temporarily losing Victor's command.

Their powerful attack only further proves that the "Victor" here is real.

"Well, those archons aren't that stupid, are they?"

He pondered in his mind.

The area that the archons of the Black Heart Conspiracy can control is much larger than that of an ordinary planet.

The Cabal Archon may be an idiot, but it is a little unlikely that the Cabal Archon is an idiot.

Generally speaking, those who can reach the position of Archon of a black-hearted conspiracy are not ordinary people.

They have to go through countless conspiracies and brutal killings, stepping on mountains of corpses and seas of blood before they can reach that position.

Even Fok's gang were more cunning than the other and liked to act stupid to please him, a descendant of Asurman.

Perhaps, the archons of the Black Heart Conspiracy predicted his own prediction and were helping to coordinate.

They had long been fed up with Victor and hoped to find a better master.

Ron observed the attack from a distance and indeed discovered a clue.

The so-called destructive weapons are all loud thunder but little rain. They can only create a large-scale attack scene but have no way to break the force field.

It’s not that the attacking weapons were less powerful, but that they were used deliberately and incorrectly.

The attack was maintained in a state that seemed to be able to break the force field, but was just a little short of breaking it, and it seemed as if it had hit and yet had not.

"Those guys really had good intentions in order to get rid of Victor..."

Ron was quite emotional.

The reason why this descendant of Asurman can call the shots in Comoros is not because he is so smart, ruthless or generous.

Rather, my own existence implicitly serves the interests of everyone.

In this way, no matter what he wants to do, it will be as if God is helping him.

Even if Ron said now that he quit, many governors would rush over to put a robe on him, the descendant of Asurman and Lord of Comoros, to keep him warm.

Now everyone in Comoros does not want anything to happen to the descendants of Asuman, otherwise Victor will regain control of the city.

Then they will face an even crueler fate.

"Lord Asurman, the time has come..."

Smith reminded respectfully, with an attitude that the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.

"Um."

Ron nodded, walked slowly to the center of the execution platform, and scanned everyone present.

He could clearly see the admiration and expectation in these people's eyes.

ah--

The starting lever of the hideous torture instrument was suddenly pulled down, and the bound "Supreme Overlord Victor" immediately let out a scream. It was not the sound of the flesh, but the wailing of the soul in torture.

The tyrant's body was removed and crushed bit by bit in front of everyone, leaving no residue.

This scene was transmitted through virtual projection to any place that the Redemption Conspiracy could reach.

Almost the whole of Comoros could see or hear the news.

The people at the execution site were silent.

They all watched in silence as the "Supreme Overlord Victor", who had cruelly ruled Comoros for countless centuries, turned into ashes, with mixed emotions.

Some were crying silently, some looked relieved or had their revenge taken.

In short, these Dark Eldars all want the Supreme Overlord to die. The suffering he has brought to his people is no less than that of the Lady of Thirst.

"Residents of the Comoros~

I, the descendant of Asurman, savior of the Dark Eldar, have fulfilled my promise, and High Overlord Vector, the cruel tyrant, is dead."

Ron grabbed the last bit of ashes left after the execution of "Supreme Overlord Victor" and gently scattered them:

"From now on, you are free!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark elves in the audience burst into tears out of excitement.

It's not just this area, it's the same in many areas of Comoros. The dark elves here have been waiting for this moment for too long!

Even the fierce artillery fire came to a temporary halt.

"Great and noble descendant of Asuman, I honor you as the ruler of Comoros!"

I don't know who made this suggestion, but all the Dark Eldar present knelt down and saluted Ron at the same time, appearing particularly respectful and solemn.

"I am willing to be your ruler, but not now. We have more things to deal with."

Of course, Ron hopes to become the master of Comoros as soon as possible, and he is not trying to refuse or give in.

But considering the current situation, it is not appropriate.

Although the Supreme Overlord is nominally dead now, the Chaos Demons are about to come in. If I really become the nominal ruler of Comoros.

There is a high probability that he will have to take the blame for this incident, which will affect his subsequent rule.

Let the black-hearted conspiracy group take the blame for such a big pot.

"Lord Asurman, I beg you to open the Redemption Satellite Zone so that we can live there and alleviate the torment of the Lady of Thirst on our souls!"

Suddenly, a Comoros resident, who was so thin that he would almost fall down if blown by the wind, almost bowed his head to the ground and pleaded.

He longed to live in that dreamlike city, where there was the protection of the Goddess of Life and the retro city of the Eldar Empire, where he could feel the glory of the Eldar yesterday.

"I will consider this matter..."

Ron kept his response tactful, as if the right to live in the Redemption Satellite Zone was something precious.

In fact, he was secretly happy in his heart. He didn't expect that someone would be so proactive in cooperating with the publicity. If no one mentioned this matter again, he would want to find someone to do it for him.

According to the plan, this dark city belongs to humans.

If you think about it carefully, after the human empire settles here, in addition to the explosive increase in production and transportation, Space Marines, Astra Militarum and fleets can appear in every corner of the galaxy at any time.

How much fighting power will be unleashed? !

After stable development.

He, the savior, will start a war that sweeps across the galaxy, letting all the monsters and demons in the galaxy, and the areas that the empire has been unable to conquer or has difficulty defending, know.

What is the Titan Flood, what is the Tremendousness!

The people of the empire who have been eagerly waiting for rescue in those areas will also usher in true redemption and shout out their gratitude to the savior.

Even the Court of Inquisition would be delighted, as their visits previously might have taken years.

Now, through the Comoros Internet Channel, you may receive a message from a heretic in the morning, and then he will deliver warmth to your door in the afternoon.

But it is extremely difficult to get the Dark Eldar to give up Commorros, and all the Dark Eldars have to be transferred away.

So, all these years Ron had been promoting how wonderful the Redemption Satellite Zone was, he was preparing for this.

This will reduce the resistance faced by the Dark Eldar when they move out of Commorragh.

He does not want to resort to force or coercion unless it is absolutely necessary, as the probability of failure is too high.

And the consequences are endless.

Once the Dark Eldar's conspiracy forces fled into the extremely complex and endless underground webways, they fought guerrilla warfare with humans.

It will be extremely difficult for humans to wipe them out.

The descendant of Asurman frowned under the expectant gazes of everyone, as if hesitating about something.

“This is a difficult decision…”

In the end, he seemed to have made a decision that went against his ancestors:

“But for the sake of the Dark Eldar, my noble people, who will no longer suffer from the torment of the Lady of Thirst, I am willing to open the entire Redemption Satellite area in the near future.

All Comorian residents are able to move there.

The Redemption Satellite Area is still under construction and a formal announcement will be made soon."

Anyway, the residential area in the Redemption Satellite Zone will definitely be able to accommodate all the Dark Eldar. At worst, they can learn from the Empire's hive city model, pile up buildings to the sky and then madly reduce the living space.

Let the Dark Eldar also experience the characteristics of the Human Empire.

With their small population, it's more than enough to accommodate them all.

These words were spread to various regions of Comoros through virtual images, moving the Dark Eldar people to tears and giving them more expectations.

Ron felt even happier when he saw the expectant eyes of the Dark Eldar people in the audience.

In fact, he could agree now and then make the transfer, but the transfer would not be comprehensive enough and would not be timely enough.

Because there will always be some people who refuse to go.

He needed to wait for an opportunity that would force the Dark Eldar to escape from Comoros.

That is the threat of Chaos Daemons, and this threat is imminent.

Ron thought of something and his voice became serious:

“My noble people, you must not forget one thing, that is, the vicious armed forces left by the Supreme Overlord - the Black Heart Conspiracy Group is still there.

From now on, any black-hearted conspiracy group that refuses to rule by the descendants of Asurman will be completely destroyed.

Go, take revenge, and take back everything you have!"

At his call, the Dark Eldar launched more fierce attacks on the Black Heart Cabal's bases in various places, and more and more Black Heart Cabal archons surrendered.

No one even came out to clarify that the Supreme Overlord Victor was not actually dead.

The archons of the black-hearted conspiracy knew that Victor was not dead, but they all tacitly regarded him as dead.

This is the best outcome, and it is the only way to unite everyone to overthrow his rule.

It’s also the only chance!

at the same time.

Deep underground in Comoros, in the Black Throne area.

The Supreme Overlord Victor was immersed in a special solution, and the complex pipelines of the outer culture dish were connected to a magnificent mechanical creation in the distance.

That is almost the most wonderful mechanical torture device in the galaxy in the eyes of the Blood Orcs - the Black Throne.

What is even more eye-catching is that a tall, majestic body, as if containing endless power, is sitting in it, and there are many tubes connected to its body.

He is the Key, the perfect clone of the Emperor of Mankind.

Bo——

Inside the solution container, Victor seemed to have received some message and suddenly spit out a string of bubbles.

He received the news that he had been "killed".

The Supreme Overlord's first reaction was: "Oh no, I've become a substitute!"

But he calmed down.

Those are just trivial matters. As long as he becomes a god and controls the Black Throne, Comoros will be back in his hands!

Victor's eyes were filled with madness and desire. After more than ten thousand years, he was finally going to break free of his chess-piece fate and step into another level of life.

From now on, he will no longer be afraid!

However, the Supreme Overlord soon received another piece of bad news: the artifact defense of this area was breached from the inside by Chaos traitors!

…

After Ron finished the execution, he no longer focused on the fight against the Black Heart Conspiracy, but turned back to his tightly guarded bedroom.

From now on, the archons of the conspiracy will help him worry about "overthrowing the rule of the Supreme Overlord Victor."

Just stay behind the scenes and that's all.

What's more, he has more important things to do, which is... cut the number!

Buzz~

Somewhere in the webway area.

"Old Khan, come here quickly!"

A figure dressed in luxurious armor decorated with gold and gems hurried out from the bedroom of a private spaceship. Such a flamboyant and handsome image foreshadowed his identity - the Primarch of Hope and the Savior.

Ron changed back into the Savior's big size, looking nervous and his steps hurried.

He just received some terrible news.

Due to a data error, the sacred machine that had been prepared to guide the Emperor's soul deep into the Webway and "resurrect" him on a clone was temporarily unusable.

Needless to say, it was Tzeentch's doing.

The Sacred Machine is still under emergency repair and it is unknown whether it can be solved.

What's more troublesome is that the Chaos God has already breached the defenses of the Black Throne area and is likely to invade or rob the Emperor's clones.

It can be said that time is very tight, it is a race against time.

"Brother, what happened?!"

The White Scars Primarch Khan drove his artifact vehicle "Pale Eagle" and did a tailspin to stop in front of Ron, looking a little nervous.

Now this Primarch seldom gets out of the car, and those who don’t know might think that the car is his real body.

"Your fighting ability should be very strong, right?"

"I am the Warhawk of Chogoris. Even among the Primarchs, my combat power ranks among the best!"

The White Scar Primarch was full of confidence.

"That's good."

Ron seemed to be relieved: "If there are more than 20, 30 or even more Chaos Demons attacking at the same time, can you defeat them?"

"Of course... Thirty Chaos Demons?!"

The White Scar Primarch's expression suddenly changed, his voice trembled, and he suddenly became a little unconfident: "Ah, you mean... me?!"

"Hiss~"

When Ron saw Khan like this, he realized that his idea was too unreliable.

If thirty Chaos Daemons attacked at the same time, no Primarch would be able to withstand it, but this is a fact they must face.

He sighed deeply: "Alas, it seems that I have to take action..."

If his soul could control the Emperor's clones with the help of the Emperor, he might be able to stop those Chaos Daemons.

What's more, since he has been using clones for a long time, the relevant machinery for guiding the soul energy of the little sun is ready.

This is the only chance.