Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

The Dream sailed out of the port for a distance and glided forward slowly.

In the bridge, Admiral Keyes stood in front of the control panel and waited quietly.

He was waiting for the signal from the navigation beacon.

Beep——

A light spot lit up on the star map of the control panel, and the signal light turned green.

This means that the ship's information receiver has captured the signal from the distant information.

The operator reported:

"Report to the commander, the navigation beacon has been lit!"

Keyes smiled and gave an order:

"Start the engine and prepare for the jump!"

After the order was issued, the crew started the subspace engine.

Under the traction of the engine, the space in front of the Dream appeared slightly volatile.

The fluctuation became violent within a few seconds, and the purple-red energy group invaded the real world and quickly rotated and spread.

A huge, rotating subspace circular portal appeared, and purple lightning flashed around the portal.

The channel was formed!

Inside the cabin of the Dream, a warning signal was issued.

The crew and members of various armed forces ran and shuttled out of the corridor and returned to the room.

There will be some vibrations in the early stage of the ship's jump.

They needed to find a place to secure themselves to avoid accidents.

In front of the observation porthole, the purple light from the subspace channel shone on Keith's face.

The indescribable strange color made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

But soon a shadow blocked the purple light, and the alloy armor slowly fell, completely sealing the porthole.

At the same time, armor also fell in other areas outside the ship, sealing the observation ports and passages everywhere.

After the ship was closed, the Geller force field engine started, and a faint, foam-like force field surrounded the Dream's hull.

The Dream slowly slid towards the circular subspace portal. The moment the hull sank into the central light group, the space was distorted under the dazzling light.

The ship disappeared together with the portal, leaving only a slowly dissipating light wave.

Subspace.

After a violent shock, the Dream continued to travel in a bumpy manner.

"Why does it feel a bit like riding a ship?"

Ron lay on the lazy sofa in the luxurious bedroom, feeling a little novel.

This was his first time to experience subspace travel inside a ship.

After feeling it for a while, Ron pulled down his eye mask and fell asleep in the slight bump.

He wanted to take a good rest and recharge his energy.

When he arrived at the capital of the star zone, he would face high-intensity battles and endless busyness.

The days of slacking off were gone forever...

——

Matila, the capital of the star zone.

The royal court.

Ahhhhhh!

On the gem ground, the chief fortune teller of the royal court, Mondi, wailed.

He was cut in half, and his two halves of his body were wriggling on the ground, and blood flowed out a line of blood.

Next to him, the Khorne warrior held a bloody chainsaw sword and looked at him quietly without any emotional reaction.

"Damn liar, dare to curse me?"

On the mechanical throne.

Tyrant Harris roared, his eyes were red, and his flesh-like body was deformed to varying degrees.

Almost demonized.

Chief fortune teller Mondi didn't understand why His Majesty wanted to kill him until his death.

He had predicted for His Majesty countless times, and the result was the same.

The prophecy remained unchanged:

"The tyrant of the Marius family will die on the throne!"

Harris raised his fat hand with difficulty and pointed to another fortune teller.

"You come and continue to tell fortunes for me..."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The fortune teller trembled and agreed. He glanced at Mondi's body and swallowed his saliva.

Under Harris's fascinating gaze, he continued to tell fortunes with the crystal.

Soon, the fortune teller looked up and forced a smile.

He gave a conclusion opposite to Mondi's:

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, the prophecy is broken, no one can hurt you, and your rule will last forever!"

However, the next second.

He was violently dragged in front of Harris by a mechanical arm.

Harris became even more furious:

"Damn hypocrite, you are lying!

Who said no one can hurt me?

That damn savior is coming to kill me!

Don't tell me you haven't heard of the prophecy. The whole planet knows it, and everyone knows it!"

? ? ?

The fortune teller panicked: "Your Majesty..."

Puff!

The mechanical arms closed and crushed the fortune teller into a meat paste. The blood dripped onto the meat mountain, which looked even more terrifying.

Harris threw the fortune teller's body and lay on the mechanical throne.

Zi--

The mechanical throne injected a large amount of sedatives into the meat mountain according to the set time.

Harris regained stability. He looked at the corpse on the ground and became silent.

He killed again.

He lost control more and more. The officials of the royal court were almost killed by him...

There were more and more killings in the royal court, but it became calm outside the royal court.

Especially recently.

There was almost no news of rebellion.

This calm and weird atmosphere made him more and more afraid.

The venomous snake hid, waiting for the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

He could feel that the moment was approaching.

But Harris had no way out. People followed his rule and did not resist.

He couldn't find out who was the rebel.

Or maybe everyone is a rebel, so should we kill them all?

The only way now is to wait for the legendary savior to come to the door.

Then kill them in the most cruel way, and then show them to the entire planet, completely destroying the hopes of those idiots!

To this end, Harris summoned all the elites on the planet to gather around the royal court and build a line of defense.

And there are a large number of bloodthirsty warriors hidden in the royal court.

That was his most powerful warrior, powerful enough to massacre the entire planet!

Harris summoned attendants to clear the bodies from the floor.

Then he fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about how many people he had killed recently.

It seems that the Marius family has been killed by himself?

However, he had long forgotten why he wanted to kill those people.

…

A rebel camp.

This is just an ordinary house.

Saint Fran finished his work for the day and returned to the dirty and crowded public bedroom.

In the past year, he and his rebels have ceased guerrilla warfare and have been hiding as workers.

The same is true for other missionary saints and rebel teams.

All the resisters hid their guns and blended into the crowd, slowly spreading prophecies about the savior:

When the day of redemption comes, the savior will come, kill the tyrant, and save this planet full of suffering.

Today, this prophecy has spread throughout the planet.

Rebels are spread across the planet.

Including all classes.

There are even rebels within the tyrant's army.

In other words, everyone who knows that prophecy is a potential rebel.

Everyone is tacitly aware of this.

They bury their hatred for the tyrant deep in their hearts and wait for the coming of the savior.

Waiting for Him to ignite the flames of hatred and burn the tyrant’s rule to ashes.

Fran took off his stained work clothes, put on the robes of the representative saint, and took out the Holy Book of Redemption.

Brown came back and saw this scene and was very excited.

He asked:

"Has the day of redemption arrived? Is the savior about to come?"

After many years of resistance career, Little Brown has grown into a real warrior.

As one of the leaders of the resistance, he is tough enough.

Fran nodded.

The missionary saints have lit up the psychic navigation beacon, and the subspace within the sector is moving very quickly.

The savior is coming soon!

Brown immediately went out and spread the word.

The message is conveyed very covertly, even with a look or a smile.

The rebels and many more who believe in the prophecies will understand.

Then prepare silently.

On the streets, the soldiers of the suppression force felt a strange atmosphere.

It was as if the whole street, and even the whole world, suddenly became quiet and peaceful.

People exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.

Of course, they didn't stop what they were doing.

As usual, hard work.

Even the hungry homeless people on the street still lie in the same posture.

But everyone knows that everything is different.

This atmosphere spreads to the entire planet.

"What are you laughing at, the untouchables?"

The officer of the suppression force felt angry and grabbed a worker who could not suppress his emotions.

"Report...report to your lord, I'm not laughing at anything."

The worker lowered his head and explained in fear: "I really didn't do anything..."

The officer smashed the worker's teeth with the butt of his rifle and knocked him to the ground.

He roared at the workers around him:

"Don't think I don't know what you are thinking!

The day of redemption has arrived, right? You are waiting for that damn savior, waiting for him to save you untouchables.

Let me tell you, he can't save anyone! "

The officer was a little out of control.

He raised his laser gun and pointed it at the worker, roaring an order:

“What a bullshit savior.

Kill all these rebels, leaving no one behind! "

Following the officer's order, the soldiers of the suppressive force raised their firearms and pointed them at the workers.

People's fear reaches its limit.

Suddenly, people in the neighborhood felt the fluctuations of space.

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky.

But only the black steel sky could be seen.

People in the lower nest cannot see the sky at all.

Soon, the fluctuations calmed down.

The officer breathed a sigh of relief.

You really shouldn't believe the nonsense of those idiots.

He sneered and was about to pull the trigger and kill the damn worker.

Then the next moment, his heart clenched.

Because, he heard the melodious hymn.

At the same time, almost all sound generators around were emitting the same sound.

Not just here, the entire lower nest area, and even more places.

This is true.

On the planet, hymns resounded.

It is a hymn praising the great and merciful Savior...