Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

"This is troublesome..."

Seeing this scene, Ron's scalp went numb.

In the blink of an eye.

A group of Skitarii armed with power swords and storms rushed towards them.

These skitarii, or crusaders, all came from Zhongsi Academy and lived an ascetic life.

Their faith in the Emperor is even stronger, even until death.

After reading such blasphemous secrets about the love affairs of the God Emperor, why should I be judged by them on the spot?

Moreover, the current clone body is an ordinary version and is not strong enough to resist those high-level warriors.

Fortunately, this is not a dead end.

Most of the Skitarii are the guards of various cardinals. He has Doni's token on him, and he can also gamble.

Along the way, he never took out the token, just to be on the safe side.

To avoid running into the hands of Doni's mentor's political opponents, let others handle it quietly.

Now, this token has become a life-saving straw.

Relying on the token, as long as these soldiers are not the bodyguards of Doni's mentor's political opponents, there should be room for negotiation.

Thoughts passed by.

Ron immediately threw away the heretical piece of paper.

He took out the token, held it up, and said loudly: "I am Donny More's dearest relative and friend, Your Excellency Mr. Laurent Tiss..."

Buzz~

"heresy!"

The Skitarii were extremely fast, and before they could finish their words, they were slashing towards them with their blue-gleaming power swords.

It’s over!

Ron watched helplessly as the light of the force field approached, and he could see the slight arc of electricity flashing through it.

He even knew at what speed and angle the sword would hit him.

However, his consciousness was in place, but his body couldn't keep up.

Facing the high-level warriors who burst out with all their strength, the speed of the cloned body was impossible to evade.

Zhi~

The power sword split the hair it touched, passed Ron's body diagonally, and hit the paper full of profanity on the ground.

Disintegrate your stance and completely disappear from this world.

Seeing this, Ron breathed a sigh of relief:

"Huh~ The bet was right, and he also took the initiative to destroy the evidence. It seems that they are the guards of Doni's mentor!"

"Follow me!"

The One-Eyed Skitarii who had just taken action shouted in a low voice, then continued to run forward with his sword in hand.

It's like nothing happened.

That is in the opposite direction from the Anglican Cathedral.

Ron didn't ask why, and he didn't make any extra moves, so he quickly followed.

In times of crisis like this, you have to listen to the professionals.

Before they had gone far, Ron heard more screams coming from behind.

It seems that there are skitarii cleaning out the followers of Slaanesh who have sneaked in here, as well as those unlucky ones who have read the blasphemous leaflets.

Fortunately, the Skitarii arrived quickly.

There shouldn't be many unlucky people who saw those flyers.

Whoosh whoosh——

That was the roar of fighter planes.

A dozen fighter planes with the Tribunal logo embedded in them flew by at low altitude, faintly surrounding the area.

At the same time, more fighters are coming from the distance.

A scene of approaching storm.

"Hey, this is a hornet's nest!"

Ron clicked his tongue a little.

Those followers of Slaanesh really know how to play, spreading extremely blasphemous Gouzi literature in the headquarters of the state religion.

This is equivalent to standing next to the opponent's fountain and taunting him.

It is a serious heretical provocation. The State Church, the Inquisition, and those imperial institutions must not go crazy?

Fortunately, the Skitarii brought him out in time.

If he is trapped in it, even Dhoni's mentor will probably find it difficult to protect himself under the pressure of many parties.

Ron followed the Skitarii in a low-key manner, watching the Imperial soldiers passing by one after another.

I silently prayed in my heart that I would not be stopped.

Fortunately, everything is safe and sound.

He followed the Skitarii onto the fighter plane and flew outside the Holy City.

Inside the cabin.

The Skitarii sat in perfect silence, no one making a sound.

Ron held it in for a while and couldn't help asking: "Where are we going?"

"Eradicate the dens of heretics. After the mission is completed, I will send you to Bishop Tisqing."

The one-eyed Skitarii replied in a muffled voice.

Then the cabin became quiet again.

"We found the Slaanesh sect's hideout so quickly. Are those Slaanesh believers deliberately seeking death?"

Ron thought to himself.

He always felt that this matter was not that simple, and the whole incident was a bit strange, with a familiar smell of seeking death.

What's even more troublesome is that it seems that a pilot and a priest accidentally saw the existence of the little sun.

There are two suns in the Warp at the same time, and the Divine Sun is no longer great and unique.

If this situation is confirmed, it will overturn the existing teachings of the state church, and that is a thorny issue.

I don’t know how the Anglican Church will handle it.

Ron didn't have too many worries about this.

No matter how the State Church handles it, the discovery of Little Sun will not cause any harm to him.

The Little Sun is right next to the Holy Sun, and even if it means breaking the sky, it will not fall into the category of heresy.

Zhi~

Ron noticed a familiar and slight fluctuation, and he looked in the direction of the fluctuation.

It was discovered that the fluctuation came from the palace.

Hiss~

Is it possible that the God Emperor also discovered this?

After all, the God-Emperor is sitting on the golden throne. This matter is so big that it should not be hidden from him.

Ron was a little curious.

He sneaked into the mind and temporarily possessed the little sun.

Sure enough, the golden sun in the subspace vibrated slightly, with a hint of anger.

The divine light continues to radiate.

But after Ron's realization came, the golden sun stopped fluctuating instantly, as if nothing happened.

For a moment, both sides fell into silence.

Ron thought.

He knows I know this, and I know He knows I know this.

This shouldn’t be considered social death, right?

Under such a delicate situation, the atmosphere was slightly frozen.

Looking at the golden sun that fell into calm, the fire of gossip in Ron's heart burned brightly.

Are the wild deeds of the Emperor in his early years true?

What made the former prodigal son embark on the road of saving mankind and become the master of mankind and a great tragic hero?

Who can bear such a top-notch secret...

The little sun shook slightly.

He held it in for a while, then his brain twitched and he gathered a spiritual message: That thing...

However, before he could send it out.

Duang! ! !

Little Sun was struck by a powerful psychic attack, and stars appeared in his eyes.

Ron instantly became honest.

Forget it, we dare not say anything or ask anything...

Then, he quietly logged off and returned to the real universe.

Inside the cabin.

Ron frowned and shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The sight of the one-eyed skitarii suddenly came over, secretly alert.

"It's nothing, I just felt a little sad suddenly..."

Ron replied.

After dozens of minutes of navigation, the fighter jet entered the airspace where its destination was.

Begins to descend slowly.

Outside the portholes, the extremely luxurious Baroque high-rise buildings are shining red and green in the sun.

That's the reflection brought by the gem.

“It’s so flashy, with so many light pollution gadgets, it’s obvious that it hides dirt at a glance…”

Looking at everything in front of him, Ron couldn't help but complain.

He probably knows where this place is.

Eternal City.

A metropolis close to the Himalayas, home to many imperial nobles, is gorgeous but dirty.

But beneath the wealthy and luxurious aristocratic residential area, there are chaotic and dense slums at the bottom, and a world of cellars full of dirty secrets.

I have to say that this place looks like a place easily eroded by chaos.

After all, those nobles like to enjoy themselves. Once their will is not firm, it is easy for Slaanesh to take advantage of them.

Nobles, they are more or less related to Slaanesh.

It is estimated that the empire is well aware of this, but there is no good solution.

For ten thousand years, the empire has continued to deteriorate, and the power of the high-ranking nobles of Holy Terra is intertwined.

Everyone has something to do with it.

We can’t completely clean it up, so I’ll catch myself, right?

So, generally.

The empire will only deal with those high-ranking nobles who have caused a major impact or have completely exposed their chaotic tendencies and have been caught by the inquisitors with evidence.

However, this phenomenon is expected to change after Guilliman returns from the moon.

The original body couldn't tolerate this, and there was a high probability that he would carry out a major purge and reshuffle the power.

This time, the destination of Ron and the Skitarii was a hidden cellar area.

According to intelligence, that is where the Slaanesh sect gathers.

"You were able to find the other party's lair just after committing the crime. This information is quite accurate..."

Ron thought to himself.

But he couldn't care about these things. The most important thing now was to follow the Skitarii to destroy this den.

Then go to see the Cardinal.

Ron stood up and stretched his body, then stretched out his hand in front of the One-Eyed Skitarii:

"Brother, give me some self-defense weapons..."

The One-Eyed Skitarii glanced at it and threw over a heavy pistol engraved with holy symbols:

"This guy is wild, watch your wrist!"

"I just like being wild..."

Ron took the pistol, felt the heavy gun body, and skillfully checked the ammunition.

This is a blessed thing, it should work well.

It had been a long time since he had fought with an ordinary human body, so it was quite new.

The skitarii checked their weapons, said silent pre-battle prayers, and then, one by one, jumped down the catwalk.

Seeing this, Ron also jumped down.

The lair of the Slaanesh sect, your savior grandpa is here!

As soon as he landed, he smelled the strong smell of blood.

Inside the spacious pipe, there are bloody bodies standing everywhere, twisted into various graceful postures and beautifully dressed.

Alas, those aristocratic cultists deserve to die!

Looking at all this, Ron let out a long sigh.

He thought that after those high-ranking nobles believed in Slaanesh, they would play more elegantly and organize some special banquets at most.

Unexpectedly, it was still so vile, evil and bloody.

Bang——

Gunfire mixed with the hum of power swords.

A large number of lower-level believers came in with various weapons and exchanged fire with the Skitarii.

"Go to hell!"

A cultist wearing eye shadow and having many nails on his body raised a thin knife and struck at him.

But the next second.

The heavy pistol was thrust into his mouth. After a muffled sound, the eye shadow cultist fell down.

Bang bang bang!

Ron fired continuously and killed many cultists.

Although the strength of this cloned body is not very high, its consciousness is full and it has weapons.

Dealing with these cultists is easy.

Suddenly, Ron felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and he immediately rolled on the spot and left the area.

Zhi~

A hot melt ray hit, melting the steel ground.

Depend on!

Melta weapons?

Are the local cults too rich?

Ron's scalp was numb, and he shouted: "Um... can any brother lend me a storm shield?"

…

The secret room of pleasure.

This is the core hideout of the Cult of Slaanesh hidden under a gorgeous palace.

The entire hall is filled with gorgeous jewelry and artwork, and precious incense candles burn day and night.

From time to time, a woman's wailing sound could be heard.

Women in gorgeous dresses were tied to velvet crosses and subjected to various punishments.

These miserable wailing sounds are music.

The nobles who believed in joy came wearing exquisite masks to participate in this dance.

They dress up in various ways, and you can even see aristocratic women dressed as silver-haired angels.

They are in the hall.

Carrying out various unsightly behaviors.

corner of the hall.

An aristocratic woman with a lot of jewelery clips on her body said angrily: "Stop touching it, it's almost breaking the skin. Can you do it?"

Then kicked him away.

The noble man wearing a crow mask climbed up and walked out in a depressed manner.

He also deliberately touched a few ladies who were attached to him.

"Hmph, these despicable pleasures will only make people sink. You dirty guys should go to hell!"

The man in the crow mask was angry.

After all, he is really not good at it.

Although he is a concubine, he is also a high-ranking nobleman with noble blood. How could he be so willing to degenerate? He should be ambitious and do a good job!

What's hateful is that because of his status, those family members, superiors, and colleagues don't give him a chance at all.

Instead, they were ridiculed and suppressed.

Thinking of this, the man in the crow mask suddenly showed a sneer.

"If I guess correctly, my dearest relatives and friends, family heirs, superiors and many colleagues are all here.

From now on, you can't stand in my way..."

Catch them all!

Who would have thought that, as one of the important members of the Joy Sect, he was a worshiper of the Lord of Change?

Years of planning and finally getting these damn guys together.

Not long ago, he secretly found many scapegoats to spread blasphemous rumors.

Those rumors were all written down by his own hand.

It can definitely arouse the anger of the state church, and the information about this stronghold is also passed on in some way.

If the estimate was correct, the people from the State Church had already arrived in the outer area, waiting for them to reach the core area.

None of the idiots here can escape!

Thinking of this, the man in the crow mask couldn't help but quicken his pace.

He must leave here as soon as possible and get out safely.

At the same time, there was an indescribable excitement in his heart.

As a disciple of the Lord of Change, he planned this violent chaos, once his plan was realized.

He will gain more favor and power!

As he got closer to the secret room passage, the crow masked man's excitement reached its peak.

Everything is according to plan!

However, when he walked to the door of the secret room, he held the handle.

Dong dong dong——

"Open the door and check the water meter!"

There was a gentle knock on the door, and a gentle voice appeared.

The man in the crow mask subconsciously opened the door.

Suddenly, he felt tingling all over his body.

Then he saw blocking the door, a group of tall undead warriors wearing black armor, dotted with white bones, and burning with red gold flames.

And a human being mixed in with it.

Ron smiled at the man in the crow mask with white teeth: "You're showing your chicken feet, Slaanesh, the lackey of the Lord of Change!"

Not long ago, the Skitarii scattered to search for the core secret room of this den.

He found this place with the help of Little Sun's powerful spiritual induction, and also discovered the aura of the cultists of the Lord of Changes.

Little Sun has had close contact with the Lord of Changes, Tzeentch, and is very sensitive to his aura.

Sure enough, it was the troublemakers from the Tzeentch sect who were trying to trick the Slaanesh sect.

But as soon as Ron sent out the signal, he saw a group of fierce men burning with flames teleported here.

If you guessed correctly, the group of fierce men in front of you were the God Emperor's cursed legions.

Therefore, he enthusiastically knocked on the door for the tough guys.

hiss--

The pink tentacles on the man in the crow mask popped out, pulling him screaming and running away, but it was already too late.

The cursed warrior banged against the door, grabbed the opponent's head and slammed it to the ground, like a cracked watermelon.

Afterwards, several cursed warriors surrounded the corpse and fired saturation bombs until it was reduced to ashes.

Afterwards, the Cursed Warriors cooperated tacitly and silently cleared the entire hall of mutated cultists.

After doing all this, the cursed warriors gathered together and nodded towards Ron.

Then step into the teleportation channel and leave.

Hiss~

Strong, too strong!

Ron was very envious as he looked at the Cursed Warrior leaving gracefully.

After all, this is a legion that can come and go at will, and it is much stronger than the average Space Marine.

I don’t know when he will be able to get such an army.

And we really can’t blaspheme the God-Emperor and his old man. If the situation is serious, the Cursed Legion will really come to your door to provide warmth.

As soon as the Cursed Legion left, the One-Eyed Skitarii led their troops and rushed over.

They looked at the clean hall and then at Ron, their eyes full of shock.

Ron looked at the one-eyed catechist, somewhat helpless: "If I say I didn't do this, will you believe it?"

Suddenly, a catechist exclaimed, pointing to the ground and exclaimed:

"Miracle!"

"Praise the Emperor!"

Looking at the flame symbol on the ground, the catechists half-knelt down to pray.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of records of the Cursed Legion in the history of the state religion." Ron thought silently.

After praying, the catechists cleaned up the scene, registered evidence, and rescued some people at the same time.

Those are all witnesses.

Soon, Ron followed the catechists back to the headquarters of the state religion.

...

Church Palace.

The Emperor's Ascension Church.

In the reception room.

A faint prayer gospel came, and the Cherubim flew in and put a cup of hot drink on the table.

Ron reached out and grabbed the cup and took a sip. The taste was okay.

He was in a good mood. After several inspection procedures, he was finally able to meet the cardinal.

In the past few days, Ron roughly understood the follow-up of the Gouzi Literature incident.

As expected.

The State Church and the Inquisition dealt with all the rumors at a very fast speed and blocked all information about the second sun.

They could not accept the existence of a second sun.

After all, once the rumors were confirmed, the Holy Sun would no longer be great and unique.

And the new sun was right next to the Emperor.

How to deal with this? Could it be that they added another god to the faith sequence?

What frightened the State Church even more was that a devout old priest did see another vague shadow next to the golden sun.

And they knew nothing about the new sun.

So, whether this matter was a rumor or the truth, it must be completely blocked, and it was best not to mention it.

This was also a good thing for Ron.

After all, whether the State Church believed it or not, the existence of a second sun was already in the minds of senior staff.

As the little sun became larger and larger, more and more devout believers would see it next to the golden sun.

He didn't have to do anything, just wait for the seeds of faith to sprout.

At the same time, Ron found that the storm of Gouzi Literature was still spreading.

The entire Holy Terra set off a trend of eradicating evil cults. At the same time, the astropaths of the Astropathic Court sent messages to all parts of the empire.

Urging all civilized worlds to quickly eliminate evil cults, especially the Slaanesh Cult.

This turmoil even extended to the Warp.

The demon chicken thieves hidden in the Slaanesh domain reported that warriors with flames suddenly attacked the outer ring of the Slaanesh Palace.

Many palaces were destroyed and many Slaanesh demons were killed and injured.

As for the God-Emperor, he knew that this incident was caused by the Tzeentch Cult, so why did he take the opportunity to attack Slaanesh?

It can only be said that he is very clever.

According to the subsequent eyewitness reports of the demon chicken thieves in the Tzeentch domain.

After a long silence, the Lord of Change Tzeentch finally came out of the crystal chamber.

But as soon as he came out, he was found by Slaanesh to settle accounts.

Later, Khorne also joined in the fun.

The anger of the evil god made the Warp sky and earth change color, and the newly repaired crystal maze collapsed a lot.

After Tzeentch was hit by a whip and a bloody axe, he returned to the crystal chamber silently.

"The Lord of Change is unlucky. He probably never thought that he would be tricked by his believers..."

Seeing the information, Ron was happy.

The planner Gouzi Wenxue is really a genius. He can do such a big thing under the nose of the state religion.

If he had not been completely wiped out by the Cursed Legion, he might have become a general under the Lord of Change...

After eating the melon.

Led by the Cherubim, Ron went to the residence of the Acting Cardinal Lauren Tiss.

He is one of the core figures of the empire, a powerful senior official under the High Lord.

Moreover, after Guilliman expelled the Pope from the seat of the Supreme Lord, the bishop even had the opportunity to go further.

If everything goes well.

He will get the long-awaited missionary rights, and the territory can legally contact and influence the outside world.

Spread the faith of the savior.

In short, the territory can come out more often to let other civilized worlds know about the existence of the savior.

Ron took a deep breath. There shouldn't be any accidents, right?