[Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor] Chapter 147 (Patreon)

A massive and ferocious plasma cluster spilled an overwhelming torrent of plasma particles into the surroundings, radiating an aura of terror.

Even the distant hive city on Urth was affected.

Plasma particles collided with the hive city's void shields, creating friction that sparked a blue luminescence.

This caused the void shields to destabilize further.

"What the hell?! What's Kaul doing?"

Eden watched the scene unfold, nearly spitting blood in frustration.

Even from the surface, he could see the brilliant plasma cluster.

Was this a case of a weapon malfunction, or was Kaul silently planning another grand experiment? That lunatic might just destroy the fleet!

"Done!"

At the Dreamweaver's weapons console, Kaul excitedly finished charging the main cannon and aimed it at the fleet frantically changing course. (Change the name of the ship, this sounds better)

Gripping the firing lever, he prepared to unleash destruction—

"Stop!"

Eden's command blared through the communicator, startling Kaul.

"Kaul, are you trying to destroy the fleet? Don't forget, all your research funding is on those ships!"

Without hesitation, Eden patched into the Dreamweaver's communication system to halt the firing of the Nova Cannon.

Kaul, brimming with confidence, responded:
"Rest assured, I didn't even aim at the transport ships. Nothing will go wrong!"

Oh, great, so his intelligence was still intact?
Eden nearly laughed in anger, suspecting that the previous Nova Cannon overload incident was Kaul's doing.

That incident had resulted in the Nova Cannon breaching the surface of the Red Moon.

Fortunately, the disaster revealed valuable mineral veins.

But now, Kaul was pushing it further, intending to fire the fully powered Nova Cannon at an enemy fleet.

If it were a Chaos fleet, fine, but targeting a human fleet was hardly civilized—and a significant loss.

After all, Eden's goal was to capture these warships.

Eden regretted his earlier decision; had he known, he wouldn't have let this maniac pilot the ship.

But there had been no choice—under the circumstances, the Mechanicus sage had been the most suitable option.

Still, he hadn't expected Kaul to go this far.

Eden's thoughts flashed by, and he quickly issued an order: Kaul's command authority was revoked, and he set a power limit for the Dreamweaver's weapons.

The objective of this battle was to capture enemy ships; the destruction of large vessels was strictly prohibited.

"Report, my lord! The main cannon is fully charged. If we don't fire, it'll blow!"

Kaul's voice suddenly echoed.

Simultaneously, the Dreamweaver's hull quivered slightly, and the plasma cluster at the cannon's muzzle became increasingly unstable.

Unrestrained plasma energy surged violently.

If the plasma cluster detonated on-site, the Dreamweaver would be obliterated, and Urth would suffer catastrophic shockwaves.

Eden was dumbfounded:
"Adjust the cannon's aim and fire! This mess is your responsibility!"

Time was of the essence. Ordinary crew members couldn't operate fast enough, leaving the chaotic Kaul to handle it.

Despite his recklessness, his skills were undeniable.

"Understood!"

Kaul enthusiastically took back control of the Nova Cannon. He simply wanted to fire it, nothing more.

With the Nova Cannon's charge nearing its peak, the entire ship trembled violently.

Kaul methodically worked the controls, his mechanical arms moving in a blur.

He quickly adjusted the cannon's aim, targeting a "lucky" spot he had selected.

Click!

Kaul pulled the firing lever.

In an instant, the Dreamweaver shook violently.

Szzzzzz

The colossal plasma cluster compressed into a projectile and was launched at speeds so fast it disappeared, leaving a brilliant flash on the retina.

The surrounding void shimmered with a faint blue glow as the plasma projectile tore through space.

Whoosh!
The plasma bolt traversed thousands of kilometers in a blink, narrowly missing the enemy fleet.

The sheer energy from its edges flipped several frigates, while the void shields of a nearby cruiser shattered.

Soon, the plasma bolt erupted like a miniature star in the far reaches of space, unleashing a fiery explosion that consumed everything in its path and distorted space itself.

As the explosion's light dimmed, everyone exhaled in relief.

"Whew, this thing is terrifying…"

Eden wiped the sweat off his brow, thankful it was their weapon.

The Holy Nova Cannon's firepower was far greater than before.

This awe-inspiring attack had significantly demoralized the enemy fleet.

Aboard the bridge of the colossal cruiser:

"By the Emperor's grace, we survived?"
The fleet commander staggered to his feet, feeling as if he had been reborn.

His legs trembled as he clung to the command console.

Urth possessed a weapon of such unimaginable power that it exceeded any conceivable limits.

There was no way he could oppose such a force—not even the Emperor Himself could!

Thankfully, the shot had missed.

If the next one hit, they and their fleet would be reduced to ash.

"Full retreat, now!"

The fleet commander roared, as though a monstrous demon was chasing them.

The surrounding ships fled at maximum speed, far faster than his orders.

In doing so, the massive cruiser was left at the rear.

"Traitorous cowards…"

The fleet commander was furious and immediately ordered:
"Shut down all non-propulsion systems, overclock the engines, and push our speed to the limit!"

There was no use fighting or defending against the enemy's attacks.

Abandoning shields and weapons, they could only try to escape.

However, the Dreamweaver pursued them at an even greater speed.

"Commander, the enemy is catching up!"

"What?"

The fleet commander shouted angrily:
"Do whatever it takes—accelerate!"

The adjutant stammered in fear:
"W-we're already at maximum speed. The engines can't handle more!"

Bang!

The unfortunate adjutant fell with a smoldering wound on his head.

"Useless, all of you!"

As the fleet scrambled, the Dreamweaver's interference macrocannons rapidly fired upon the defenseless ships, systematically disabling their energy systems without causing structural damage.

This specialized weaponry was perfect for capturing ships intact.

Inside the command bridge of the massive cruiser, the fleet commander growled in despair as the inevitable loomed closer.

"Activate the self-destruct system. The moment they board, detonate!"

(End of Chapter)

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