Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Chapter 216 Slaanesh: I will personally take the place...

On the king's bed.

Slaanesh was in a lazy posture, propping up his chin, staring at the portrait of the Savior with admiration.

Of course, he felt the jealousy of his servant Fulgrim, but never paid attention to it. Instead, he thought it was a good thing.

Slaanesh even deliberately created such an atmosphere to arouse the jealousy of the fallen phoenix.

He liked the feeling of servants competing to serve him.

If Ron were here, he would probably see through it immediately and tell Fulgrim, the handsome guy:

"Waste sheep, wake up, you are CPU!"

Unfortunately, Fulgrim was deeply trapped in it and could not distinguish it at all, or he was so fallen that his heart had already turned into the shape of Slaanesh.

This is the end of falling into chaos, and the mind has long been lost.

Fulgrim glanced at his master and the portrait of the Savior he was staring at, his face gloomy.

He lifted his gorgeous pink and purple cloak and left with a snake body twisted.

The proud phoenix was unwilling to stay here and be humiliated. Come back later!

Slaanesh continued to look at the portrait of the Savior. He was indeed interested in this man.

After all, he was the favorite of the Cursed, and was protected by him personally.

Nothing could be more joyful than conquering such a being and playing with him.

As for conquering the Cursed, he dared to think about it, but he couldn't do it.

The miserable state of Tzeentch being tortured by the Cursed still remained in his mind, making him afraid.

It seems that it would be good?

Slaanesh's body trembled slightly, and he actually had some thoughts of trying it.

For him, extreme torture is also a kind of pleasure.

But his reason was still there, and he forcibly suppressed the terrible and absurd idea.

After all, the Cursed is a deadly existence.

Let's conquer the Savior first. He can't wait to pull him into the palace and train him well.

Suddenly, Slaanesh's eyes flashed, and he stared at the portrait, as if he had discovered something.

He had a faint sense of familiarity with the Savior.

Many years ago, I seemed to have met the savior?

Slaanesh searched in his memory.

His domain receives hundreds of millions of fallen believers every day, whether they are ordinary people, nobles who like pleasure, or powerful warriors.

Even the high governors and great lords.

Too many people left an impression on him.

It is not easy to find such a person from the complex memory.

Soon, Slaanesh found the memory:

On the green field, a black-haired young man raised his middle finger and cursed: "Slaanesh, I curse your ancestors!"

Then, he was covered by a ray of light and pulled out of Slaanesh's domain...

It turned out to be him!

Slaanesh's pink figure trembled slightly, and his interest became stronger.

At that time, the little guy was rescued by a strange force, and even he could not stop it.

After the little guy left, he called and searched many times, but failed to pull him back.

Instead, he was cut off from contact.

After that, he completely lost this believer who had blessed him, and lost a part of his power in vain.

Slaanesh snorted coldly, and the thick powder mist spread, frightening the demons in the palace.

This incident made him very angry, and he whipped Fulgrim and Lucius.

Of course, in the eyes of Fulgrim and others, this was equivalent to a reward.

In fact, it was Roon who was more afraid at the time, and used the power of the little sun to black out the channel about Slaanesh in the subspace.

It eliminated the possibility of being pulled back to the palace of Slaanesh, and at most had some stimulating dreams occasionally.

Roon not only blackened Slaanesh, but also scooped up the blessing of Slaanesh in vain, becoming a handsome guy with full charm.

Such bad behavior, in the eyes of Slaanesh, is like pulling up the pants and not admitting it.

He has always kept this matter in mind.

Unexpectedly, only more than ten years have passed, this guy has transformed himself and become the favorite of the cursed, the only savior, and the demon eater.

Fortunately, he found him!

Under the new and old hatreds, Slaanesh gave this savior an unparalleled look.

No matter what, this former believer must be pulled back to the palace of Slaanesh and whipped day and night!

Of course, the projection of the savior is under the protection of the cursed, and he can't do anything to him for the time being.

He can only start from the material world.

Such a being must not be willing to hide all the time. One day he will come out and wander in the galaxy.

By that time, he will have nowhere to hide!

Slaanesh kept this in mind, raised his hand and waved it, dispelling the portrait of the savior.

Then, he lay back on the king's bed:

"Savior, you can't escape the control of desire..."

The Lord of Debauchery has decided that when he finds that guy, he will personally go down to seduce him.

Give him the most extreme and wonderful pleasure in the world.

As for now, he has enough patience to wait for his appearance quietly.

Soon, the palace of Slaanesh returned to its former tranquility.

The demons are still enjoying themselves.

But rumors about the savior and the demon eater continue to circulate:

It is said that the existence is not only terrible, but also more charming than the fallen primarch, the demon prince who calls himself the phoenix.

He is deeply loved by the great Lord of Debauchery.

Such news made many banshees and succubi in the domain eager to make a move.

…

Nurgle Domain.

The Garden of Nurgle is a combination of jungles, forests, swamps and green spaces of vegetation embodied by unclean life.

A festering mixture of raging diseases.

The garden's twisting paths were filled with diseased sludge and worms, and the air was thick with smoke and black with flies.

Rotten bones rise from the frozen swamp, and plague bushes, bloated fungi, and wildly blooming flowers jostle each other.

Even the lazy breeze makes waves of pain-like moans.

Amidst this horrific scene of decay, there is tranquility and peace, with Nurgle demons playing or singing and dancing in the forest.

They enjoy a cozy time.

In the center of the garden, a giant cauldron bubbles with green bubbles.

It was the Cauldron of Plague, a vessel large enough to contain the oceans of all the worlds in the galaxy.

All the plagues in the world were condensed into it, and the rising poisonous gas almost screamed.

If a mortal takes a whiff, there is a high probability that he will directly transform into a terrifying Nurgle demon.

The loving father Nurgle used a ladle covered with maggots to stir the thick juice in the giant cauldron, carefully mixing the plague virus.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the unclean ones around him with loving eyes:

"He's a good boy..."

Nurgle's favorite, Ku'gas, was slightly startled, and even Rainfather Rotigos had a strange look in his eyes.

Of course they knew who the loving father was talking about:

The savior, the demon eater.

It seems that they are about to welcome a new family member.

The Great Unclean Ones did not have any objections, and they all welcomed the brothers.

Nurgle didn't explain too much, lowered his head again, and continued to cook the plague virus.

That was for the Savior.

He could feel the vigorous life force of the Savior's projection once the child fell into the arms of decay and disease.

The most powerful Nurgle demon in history will be born.

…

The realm of Khorne.

In the brass hall, the great demons of Khorne have dispersed, and the huge blood shadow sits quietly on the throne.

Khorne was also thinking about the Savior.

But He had no intention of recruiting the Savior who dared to invade His domain.

The reward order has been sent out, and He is looking forward to the warriors under his command to bring him the head of the savior.

Inside the palace.

Kabanha tore another big demon into pieces, showing off his abilities to the demons in his army.

To completely conquer this newly acquired army.

He was thinking about how to take revenge on the Blood Angels. As for the savior, he didn't want to provoke him anymore.

Even if he has greater strength, he is confident that he can easily crush the opponent to death.

The harm inflicted by the cursed person left a huge shadow on him, making his heart tremble when he thought of the savior.

What Kabanha didn't know was that the picture he had edited had quickly spread throughout the subspace.

More waves were made.

Most of the chaotic beings know about the savior, the Demon Eater, the new and powerful figure in the galaxy.

Another palace.

The scarlet blood of killing filled the air, coming from the ritual circle in the material world.

A great daemon of Khorne is summoned by a cultist from a world beyond.

Just when the great demon of Khorne was eagerly preparing to go and kill him, he suddenly heard a eulogy:

"I, the savior of Middle World, pray for the coming of the great being..."

Savior?

After the entry was triggered, the Great Demon of Khorne thought of the Demon Eater and the fate of Ka'banha.

Immediately, his anger burst out:

"Cunning Demon Eater, don't try to deceive me!"

The Great Daemon of Khorne swung his blow towards the ceremonial tunnel.

The huge hammer smashed the passage and the followers of Khorne in front of the ritual formation in front of the passage to pieces.

The passage was closed, and those poor believers did not understand until their death why the great being they worshiped killed themselves?

Unexpectedly, the words "savior" would anger the great demon Khorne.

After all, in the galaxy, the self-proclaimed savior is like a crucian carp crossing a river, incalculable.

We can only blame them for finding the wrong person.

If they were summoning Anglas or other demons who were eager to chop off the savior's head.

Things will be completely different.

…

Matila, Throne Square.

After the crisis was resolved, Ron immediately returned to the material world. There were still too many things for him to do.

He took a deep breath: "It's finally safe."

Um?

Before Ron could relax, a strange feeling came over him...