Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

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The concentration of Gaussian energy burned the air with a rusty smell.

The Necron may launch a fatal attack at any time.

To this.

Ron didn't feel nervous at all. He raised his hand to show that he didn't pose any threat:

"Your noble lord, I am Ron, the original savior of mankind. We do not have any ill intentions..."

The Necron are a race with high intelligence and rich emotions, not so bloodthirsty and cruel.

Ability to communicate without too many conflicts of interest.

But it is not absolute. Long periods of dormancy will often cause the Necron's minds to be damaged and even fall into madness.

Crazy Necron may be violent and self-destructive, attacking all living creatures.

Others have become some of the top fun-lovers in the galaxy.

Some Necron become confused and obsessed with flesh and blood after being infected with the Skinner virus.

Not only would they believe in their old enemy the C'tan, Landugal the Skinned, but they would also consider themselves human and worship the Emperor.

Because they thought the Emperor was the Skinner.

These Necrons will live in a human way and integrate into the local human population.

It's fun.

He even used his talents to become a planetary governor loved by the local people.

Until the empire came to collect the tithe.

Others are obsessed with machinery, integrated into the Cult of Mechanicus, and branded themselves as Imperial Skyhawks to pretend to be engine guys.

It can be said.

Currently, the existence of Necron within the Imperium is unknown.

For this bunch of mentally damaged crazy people.

The Necrons dislike them very much and are unwilling to admit that they are their own people, so they try to isolate and cut off ties with them as much as possible.

The Human Empire is even more unwilling to pay attention to these crazy critics.

Because fighting against a group of powerful idiots who pose little threat is really a bit of a loss.

And people really believe in the emperor.

In the absence of any major conflicts, they can only pretend not to know and stay wherever they like.

Taxes should be collected.

not to mention.

The places where these crazy people are located are well managed and can often provide high tithe taxes.

It can be said to be a characteristic of the empire, and it is quite loyal.

Ron found that the Necron Lord still maintained a relatively normal mind and seemed a bit face-conscious, so he looked at him with more respect.

He continued:

"The reason why we came to see you is to cooperate with you, this noble being, to deal with Tyran..."

The metal giant's scepter suddenly paused, and heavy sound waves echoed in the tomb:

"I am the overlord of the Meifruite Dynasty, not a lord!"

The Necron Lord can only control one tomb world, while the Overlord can control three to thirty tomb worlds at the same time.

Not only is the territory vast, but the strength is also stronger.

However, some overlords will wake up too late, causing the tomb world under their command to be destroyed or occupied by other dynasties, thus becoming a mere commander.

The overlord in front of him obviously didn't have much strength left.

If the Leviathan Hive Fleet is not stopped, he will most likely lose what little territorial legacy he has left.

Then go bankrupt.

This was the reason why Ron dared to come directly to negotiate. This overlord was much more anxious than himself.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty the Overlord, I apologize for the wrong title I just gave you."

Ron's words contained an apology: "Can you tell me your name so that I can call you more accurately."

As soon as his words came out.

The overlord seemed to be stuck for a moment, and then recovered after a while: "I am the one who is not to be called by my first name!"

"The case has been solved. This guy is definitely mentally damaged and can't even remember his own name!"

Ron thought secretly.

He raised his hand a little and projected the virtual image into the air: "Your Excellency, You may not be named by name, you may have noticed that the terrifying Tyranid Leviathan Hive Fleet has arrived in this galaxy, trying to embezzle your territorial heritage. …”

In the picture, there is an overwhelming scene of the Leviathan Hive Fleet. Its power is so terrifying that no fleet in the current galaxy can resist it.

However.

The metal giant's attention didn't seem to be on the projection. He seemed to have received some message and became red-hot in an instant.

Because the overlord discovered that his tomb world had been stolen and he lost a lot of precious technology.

Moreover, many of these technologies were left over from the peak of the dynasty.

Almost unreplicable.

The metal giant stared at Ron and others, his blue pupils with a hint of red: "You dare to embezzle the inheritance of those who cannot be named directly, you should pay the price of death!"

The atmosphere in the tomb became tense, and the guards' attacks were about to pour out in almost the next second.

Destroy all invaders.

"Wait!"

Ron's face remained calm and righteous: "I have something to report to you. I just discovered not long ago that cunning and ferocious greenskins stole your property. It's a pity that I didn't stop those hateful guys."

"Human, how do you prove that you are not thieves?"

The metal giant's eyes were cold: "If there is no evidence, you will have to accept the fate of death!"

He just finished speaking.

There was a strange sound from the ruins of the tomb not far away, attracting everyone's attention.

It was a green-skinned creature that was sleeping soundly and snoring.

He seemed to have dreamed of something delicious. He reached out and tightly hugged the underworld spider next to him that was trying to attack, and brought it to his mouth to chew on it.

The greenskin's head was hit hard by the underworld spider.

"You smell so good... I'll get to work right away!"

He thought it was the supervisor hitting him, so he woke up suddenly, threw away the underworld spider, grabbed the drill and drilled hard at the undead machine next to him.

Drilling too hastily caused the mechanical equipment to explode, and the ghost energy that sprayed out burned it to ashes.

Accompanied by the greenskin's screams, the drill was blown away by the shock wave.

Clang.

The drill flew towards this side and fell between the metal giant and Ron.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Ron looked at the drill on the ground and mourned for the greenskin in his heart, but this was also the daily way for greenskins to die.

If you don't commit suicide, you can't be considered a pure greenskin.

He pointed at the drill on the ground and looked at the Necromancer throne: "This is the evidence. You should believe what I said, right?"

"Damn inferior creatures!"

The metal giant was so angry that his metal skeleton creaked: "When I catch them, I will definitely kill them!"

These inferior creatures created by the ancient saints are so despicable and disgusting that they are considered the most annoying race in the galaxy.

He decided to settle accounts with the nearby Greenskin Empire after recovery!

"The Honorable One Who Must Not Be Called By His Name, I'm sorry for what happened to you. Maybe there is something more important now."

Ron pointed to the Leviathan Hive Fleet on the virtual projection and drew the metal giant's attention back: "If you don't stop the Tyranid Hive Fleet, you may lose all your property."

The metal giant stared at the virtual projection and became serious.

Of course he knew the horror of these biological devourers. In fact, it was the terrible threat of the Leviathan Hive Fleet that activated the alarm device of the sentry tower inside the galaxy.

Thereby awakening the tomb world.

He, the One Who Must Not Be Called By His Name, will never allow any creature, whether it is greenskin, human or Tyranid, to occupy the legacy of the Mevret Dynasty!

The metal giant looked at Ron and others with a trace of contempt in his eyes: "Humble humans, I don't think you are qualified to cooperate with the noble One Who Must Not Be Called By His Name."

Rumble.

After this period of recovery.

His energy was completely replenished, and he stood up with his scepter, and rose to a higher place with the throne.

Gauss energy spread to the distance, awakening more Necron warriors.

With the energy entangled, the metal giant looked down at the ground: "What's more, you dare to trespass into the territory of the noble without permission, please die here..."

The atmosphere was extremely low.

At this moment, the killing intention of the Necron Overlord was no longer concealed!

Buzz——

"Savior, you go first, I will stop them!"

Dante suddenly pulled out the Axe of Immortality and ignited the force field, and wanted to rush up to fight with the royal guards and coffin guards.

Fortunately.

Ron stopped the old warrior who always wanted to retire early in time.

He looked up at the Overlord and said loudly: "With a powerful enemy at hand, you will only make the situation worse by doing this."

The Necromancer Overlord sneered:

"I'm sorry, you weaklings don't deserve any mercy!"

"Really?"

Ron's tone became serious: "I think you still have to think about it carefully!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Boom!

The huge mechanical giant foot caused the ice surface to collapse.

On the ground behind Ron, a faint light appeared, and several towering teleportation portals appeared.

One after another, Emperor-class and Warmaster-class Redemption Titans stepped out, followed by the Imperial Knight Legion and the super-heavy poison blade tank.

In the sky.

Hundreds of Thunderhawk gunboats swarmed like bees.

These powerful weapons gave the Necromancers great oppression.

Crack!

Many heavy artillery aimed at the Necromancer Overlord above the Tomb World, exuding a destructive breath.

The Savior showed the Necrons his terrible force.

He had already arranged the Savior's armed forces, ready to fight at any time, which was also a double preparation.

Once the talks really broke down.

He would directly coerce or seize the control facilities of the Grand Prism.

Moreover.

The Tomb World has not yet fully awakened and operated, it is a good time to deal with these metal aliens.

The scene in front of him.

The Necrons Overlord in mid-air froze.

The complete recovery of the Tomb World requires more time, and the super-large war weapon-the Heavenly Reconstruction Body is not yet deployed in time.

Those terrible human war machines made him feel a fatal threat.

Perhaps, the great one who cannot be called by his name should give that Lord Ron a chance to cooperate?

Ron was wrapped in psychic arcs and slowly rose to a position equal to the Necrons Overlord.

Then, he stepped towards the other party:

"Can you... talk to me now?"

The metal giant tried to maintain his pride, but his attitude was completely different:

"Dear Sir Ron, your military power is really amazing.

With the enemy at hand, the fight between us will only make the situation worse. I am willing to cooperate with you to resist the Tyranid Devourer together..."

There is no doubt that he wants to reconcile with the savior.

Ron walked up to the metal giant, raised his head and patted his shoulder: "In fact, I prefer your previous rebellious look..."

Even with such rude behavior, the metal giant still suppressed his emotions and did not get angry directly.

He changed the subject:

"Time is running out, let's talk about how to resist the Tyranid Devourer..."

Although this undead overlord has lost his memory, he has not lost his brain. He obviously has rich survival wisdom and knows what not to do.

"Your Excellency, who may not be called by his first name, you are right. This is exactly what I thought."

Due to the Necron Overlord's strong willingness to cooperate, Ron also regained his courtesy, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves happily.

He looked into space:

"A new guest is here, let's wait for him to arrive and then continue chatting..."

Above the field of vision.

A tomb-class tomb ship, larger than the Dream, led the fleet to slowly approach, casting a shadow that obscured the surrounding land.

This Necron battleship is a full 15 kilometers away and is equipped with powerful shipboard weapons, such as tombstones, lightning arcs, stellar pulsers, particle whips, and Gauss defense turrets.

Like other Necron warships, it possesses an unknown drive technology that allows the warship to enter interstellar navigation without entering the subspace.

But the speed is a little bit worse.

Ron didn't have too much worry about this fleet.

Although the Tomb-class tomb ship is terrifying, if there is a real fight, the Dream may not be afraid of the opponent.

not to mention.

The visitor is not an enemy, but a collaborator - the Necron overlord and traveler Anrakil.

now.

The Tyranid Leviathan Hive Fleet threatens everyone. Even if everyone's fleets and armies are united, they cannot fight against it.

No one will take action until the Tyranid threat is dealt with.

After the Dream and the Tomb-class tomb ship exchanged communications, they each kept their distance in space and did not take any drastic actions.

soon.

The light of the teleportation array lit up.

The traveler Anrakil and his bodyguard teleported to this tomb world.

This undead overlord wore a steel cape and war skirt, and held a blade staff, looking polite.

The pulse signal emitted by the local Necron watch tower not only affects the dormant tomb world, but also sends the signal to distant places beyond the galaxy.

to seek help from other people of the same species.

That pulse signal was fortunately caught by the traveler Anrakil.

Keen to save other Tomb Worlds from danger, this Overlord is familiar with the threat the Tyranids pose to the galaxy and beyond.

In order to prevent the Tyranid Hive Fleet from swallowing up this galaxy and more galaxies that may have similar species.

He immediately decided to come to support the Hades Galaxy.

The travelers have realized the horror of Hive Fleet Leviathan and want to seek help from more resistance forces.

For example, that young human race took advantage of the sleeping spirits of the dead to occupy the magpie's nest.

But he was a little worried about how this would progress.

Because the human race is too stubborn, ignorant, and has no intention of cooperating with foreign races, it is not easy to persuade them to form a temporary alliance.

However.

To Anrakil's surprise, humans arrived at the tomb world of the Mefret Dynasty first.

Seek cooperation.

"Sir Traveler, I am Ron Grant, the Savior of the Primarch."

Ron greeted Anrakil warmly: "You came too timely, we just need your power..."

Anrakil bowed slightly and greeted with the etiquette of the undead: "Long respected name, the savior of mankind, the son of the original body, the demon eater, and the emperor's favorite - His Excellency Ron Grant."

His attitude was gentle and gentlemanly: "It's a blessing for you to form an alliance with us."

This well-informed traveler obviously knew the name of the Savior and his deeds.

But under his friendly eyes, there was a slight hint of fear.

For the travelers who are committed to restoring the glory of the Necron and allowing the race to regain dominance in the galaxy, the Savior is an obstacle that cannot be ignored.

It deserves deep vigilance.

Due to the existence of the Tyranids, it is difficult to take action now. If we can seize the opportunity in the future, we can get rid of them.

That's the best result.

Almost all races in the galaxy hold the idea that those who are not our race must have different minds.

No matter how friendly the other party's attitude is, they will naturally be wary and always hope to weaken the other party's strength.

After all, the good aliens are the half-dead aliens who can be manipulated at will.

Common development and win-win cooperation?

Doesn't exist.

There are only so many resources in the galaxy. Whichever race becomes stronger will inevitably usurp more resources and occupy the land of other races.

Only by determining the only race that can dominate the galaxy can this war be ended.

As for the fate of other races, it depends on the mood of the galactic overlord.

Ron also keenly felt the travelers' vigilance, but there were not many surprises.

He is also wary of travelers and even wants to kill them.

Otherwise, the other party will really unify the fragmented Necron dynasty one day.

Then there is one more factor leading to the demise of mankind.

But for now.

Let's work together to deal with the Leviathan Hive Fleet first, and then wait until the insects are finished and then look at the situation whether to attack or not.

certainly.

It's not that easy to kill a Necron overlord, but it's not that easy either if the opponent wants to kill you.

after.

The two undead overlords met and conducted a longer ceremonial greeting ceremony.

Exchange information.

Ron also learned the name of the local Necromancer Overlord, He Who Must Not Be Called Directly - Zarasusa.

Of course.

Zarasusa also knew his name for the first time, but he still stubbornly asked everyone to call him He Who Must Not Be Called Directly.

"Okay, Zarasusa, our time is running out again, so let's plan how to deal with those damn bugs!"

Ron projected the star map of the Hades Galaxy into the air, highlighting the Grand Prism, the gas planet Eros, the planet Lesos, and the most important planet, the Industrial Zone of Fordia.

He quickly explained:

The plan is simple.

That is, the Savior, the Blood Angels, and the Necromancers will work together to ensure that the Grand Prism is operational again, and use it to guide the sun's star rays to detonate the core of the gas planet Eros.

The huge energy generated by the explosion of the gas planet will sweep across the Leviathan Hive Fleet in the galaxy.

And as long as their coalition fleet hides behind each planet in time, they can survive this impact.

Although such an attack could not completely destroy Leviathan, it could greatly weaken its strength.

It would be difficult for it to threaten the Tomb World, and Ron and others could also set up a new line of defense in Baal.

Completely defeat it.

After Ron finished speaking, he looked at everyone:

"I have finished speaking. This is a win-win result. Do you have any questions?"

The words of the Savior.

The two Necromancer Overlords and even Dante fell into silence.

Zarasusa's dark green pupils trembled.

He did not expect that the Savior was so powerful that he could thoroughly understand the legacy of his dynasty.

"The Savior... is more terrible than the rumors!"

Anlaqir was even more shocked and more afraid of the Savior, because the Savior took his lines and said everything he wanted to say.

That plan was brewing in his mind.

Exactly the same!

Perhaps the Savior is the prophet who can guide destiny in the legend.

In fact, that was the idea of ​​the traveler, but Ron said it in advance in order to save time.

Suddenly.

Anlaqir noticed the savior's gaze again.

His gaze was so penetrating that it seemed as if his thoughts and everything were exposed to him.

And.

That gaze seemed to contain a deeper meaning, which made him extremely uneasy: "Did that being discover my killing intentions?"

Alliances with aliens are always full of dangers and intrigues.

In fact.

Ron was looking around secretly, trying to find out where this guy hid the Star God fragment.

That's a good thing.

The Star God fragment in the hands of the traveler contains unimaginable flame energy and is an extremely terrible destructive weapon.

And it's also quite good as an energy source.

Even if we take a step back and bring it back to barbecue, it's better than letting the traveler use it against humans.

There was a hint of respect and ease in Dante's eyes when he looked at the savior. It was good to fight with the savior.

He didn't need to work so hard and use his brain at all!

He just needed to stand there like a servitor and pick up an axe to chop people when needed.

Obviously.

This Chapter Master who had always dreamed of retirement for hundreds of years had some problems with his mentality.

Afterwards.

The combat meeting was carried out in an orderly manner.

The Savior Armed Forces, the Blood Angels, and the Necrons worked together.

Anraqir would send the Grave Technicians, the Necromancer Legion, and the Blood Angels to Tartarus to reactivate the Grand Prism; the Savior Armed Forces would work with the Imperial Battle Sisters to ensure the operation of the Lysios Relay Station.

The Blood Angels Company would work with Zarasusa's troops to protect the safety of the main refining platform and open up a passage to the star core.

As for the Savior himself, he would go to the Ferdia Industrial Zone with Anraqir and Dante to recapture the control spire there.

To gain control of the Grand Prism.

These troops must complete their tasks. The failure of any troop would lead to the collapse of the plan.

Fortunately.

The Savior had made some arrangements in advance. Lysios, Tartarus, and Eros were all defended by the Savior Armed Forces.

Relieve the pressure on the coalition forces.

After the battle plan for the Grand Prism was completed.

Ron looked at everyone again:

"Everyone, we still have to deal with a threat that is right in front of us..."

The Tyranid Vanguard Hive Fleet following the Dream is coming soon, just in time to take advantage of the coalition forces' large numbers.

Let it know what it means to be surrounded!