Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The plasma thruster of the Thunderhawk gunship ignited the dark night sky, and the heavy fighter plane raised its belly and slowly landed on the fortress's special apron. The reason why this place is special is because it is used exclusively when the battle group triumphs. On the landing deck, the company commander who led the soldiers to glory and victory will enter the fortress from here, and receive congratulations and cheers from the entire battle group in the triumphal hall leading to the fortress.

It was the same today, and the scale of the reception was bigger than before. Chapter Commander Calgar stood on the parking deck. Behind him were a group of people who had just withdrawn from the battlefield, and even the blood and dust of their power armor had not been washed away. warriors.

Everyone lined up neatly in front of the edge-shaped landing deck. They looked up at the blue Thunderhawk as it slowly landed. The other fighter planes escorting it behind it roared and pulled up in front of the fortress, bright propellers The tail flame left strips of light in the air, and the blue Thunderhawk slowly landed on the deck.

The landing gear landed steadily amidst the roar, and the boarding hatch slowly opened outwards. As the hatch with the battle group's logo was smoothly lowered to the ground, the burly giant in the hatch came out, and he stood At the cabin door, he looked around at the soldiers of the battle group in front of him.

Captain Calgar and all the soldiers looked at him in silence. Everyone stood side by side, each helmet was taken off and tucked under the arm. A pair of bright eyes looked at him, looking at The genetic father of all people.

Guilliman looked at them and smiled. He raised his power claw. "The traitor dies and Macragge wins again!"

As Guilliman raised his arms and shouted, all the warriors cheered. The ultramarines raised their weapons and shouted to the sky. Bolters and chain swords were waved together. Steel and steel continued to collide with each other. The collision drum was accompanied by The thunderous cheers were so exhilarating.

Guilliman stepped off the Thunderhawk, and of course our proud Cato Sicarius was the first to follow the original body. He took the lead among the people in the cabin and followed the original body proudly, followed by the rest of the soldiers. They walked out of the cabin one after another.

The Ultramarines who survived the church assault followed the original body while chatting and laughing. They accompanied them from a distance. The soldiers chatted with each other and soon arrived at the end of the long bridge on the tarmac and joined in. Go to the celebration of brothers.

Vito also walked out of the cabin. He was the last one to get out of the cabin. The marshal stood on the deck and looked at the Ultramarines in the brightly lit hall in the distance. Hundreds of Ultramarines gathered in the triumphal hall. Those burly giants People celebrated the victory together, and laughter echoed throughout the fortress.

Loken also walked off the cabin. He stood behind Vito astride the bolt gun. Loken looked at the celebrating warriors with blurred eyes. The twinkling lights in the hall were like enchanted stars. He could see that he was fascinated. It's like going back to the past.

But soon Loken shook his head and returned to reality. He sighed and looked at Vito in front of him. Now they were the only two standing alone at the Thunder Eagle.

"It's a pity that we didn't kill Erebus and let the traitor slip away." Loken sighed with regret. Vito nodded slightly in approval, but soon he hugged his arms and laughed. He looked towards Loken behind him smiled.

"At least I let him be beaten badly enough, and his self-esteem was riddled with holes. That would be more harmful than breaking off one of his hands." Vito smiled jokingly, waving his fingers in the air, "Before There is an old saying, "Killing a person kills one's heart," and I'm sure he must be in a much more miserable state now than we are."

Loken nodded in approval. He also smiled and took off his helmet. His short golden hair flew in the refreshing breeze as the helmet came off. Loken looked at the celebrating warriors in the distance and smiled. "We'll make him pay again next time, but now we've won and that's enough."

"Go celebrate with the boys. You need to relax after a big battle." Vito patted his armor and said. Loken looked forward hesitantly. He looked at the celebrating Ultramarines and Space Wolves, yes, how could the Wolves miss this chance to party after the war?

"I'm worried that I'm not their brother. My brothers in the warband died and were sentenced to death. I no longer have any brothers with whom I can drink, talk, celebrate victory and glory." Although Loken said this, there was a smile on his face. Still with a sincere smile, he looked at the young people smiling sincerely.

Vito also smiled and patted his leg armor. He pointed to Ragnar in the distance. Ragnar was bragging among the young warriors. He suddenly jumped on the long table and took the spilled wine. His oversized mug speaks volumes to the young Wolves and Ultramarines around him, and he seems to be very popular.

The young warriors laughed and drank around him, and the brothers from different war groups had a good time drinking without any grudges at all.

"They are your brothers. Go drink with them to celebrate victory, but don't be fooled by Ragnar into competing and drinking. Only people who have been shot in the brain will compete and drink with wild wolves."

"But how do I remember that you once competed with Ruth? And I vaguely remember that you won, Vito." Loken said with a smile, and Vito turned his head and smiled softly, and he crossed his arms, "Because I’m a Slav, so go ahead and celebrate.”

"You too, Vito, tonight's glory also belongs to you." Loken pressed Vito's shoulders and said, the latter smiled at each other and then separated, Loken stood up and walked towards the banquet hall in the distance, and A figure walked from the brightly lit triumphal hall, a figure wearing a monk's robe.

Loken passed him by, and the two nodded to each other and walked in different directions. Vito looked at the guy who was walking with his hands on his hips and looked at him jokingly, "Can't you get used to the Empire's wine?"

"Indeed, it's too spicy." Adalad said with a smile. He walked up to Vito, and Vito also smiled and patted him on the shoulder. Two ten thousand-year-old men stood on the parking deck, feeling the refreshing coolness in the dark night. The wind blew across their cheeks, and strands of hair were blown away from their faces.

They both laughed at each other, and the laughter was no less than the carnival in the banquet hall.

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"I need all the formation, armed status and rosters of the Chapter and the Imperial Armed Forces." Guilliman said as he walked around the hall. He nodded from time to time to the celebrating warriors around him, responding to their devotion to him. Respect.

But at the same time, Guilliman never forgets his responsibilities. He knows that many things must be different after sleeping for ten thousand years. He must figure out the current situation of the empire's military power in the shortest possible time.

Calgar followed Guilliman. The Chapter Leader wearing Terminator Power Armor was very burly, but even so, he was still a little shorter than the original body. This resulted in Calgar, who had always been the focus of the Chapter, now becoming the focus of the Chapter. He played a supporting role, but of course, Calgar didn't care about this little thing.

Sicarius, on the other hand, was very keen to show everyone that he had fought side by side with the original body. He followed Guilliman in his blood-stained power armor, and was very capable of using the power sword and bolter. He did not put it back in the standby position, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had fought with the original body.

"I will arrange everything for you as soon as possible, Lord Guilliman, but you have been sleeping for thousands of years. I am afraid that many things about the empire can be explained in a few words." Calgar followed Guilliman and said, the original body was very Taking the Chapter Master's advice seriously, he could slow down and get closer to Calgar.

This immediately aroused Sicarius's vigilance, and the proud second company commander also slowed down to keep pace with the original body, "Yes, sir, the history of the empire today would probably fill an entire cargo hold." ”

Guilliman smiled and nodded to Sicarius. He looked at the lively warriors around him, "Don't worry about this. I believe Vito will explain everything to me. You have prepared information about the empire's military strength for me." That’s it, I believe it won’t be too complicated.”

Calgar nodded, and Guilliman smiled with satisfaction after seeing this. He walked out of the main body of the noisy celebration hall and came to a secluded corner. Calgar and Sicarius also followed the original body and stopped by the colonnade.

Guilliman looked at Calgar with his head raised slightly, and the latter remained serious as always, waiting for orders, "Count the battle groups and civilian casualties as soon as possible, clean up the ruins and start reconstruction work. I don't want to be given to me as soon as I wake up." The people brought ruin and death.”

"As you command, Lord Guilliman." Calgar nodded solemnly. He glanced at Sicarius beside him and spoke again, "My lord, I and the company commander of the battle group, the think tank and Macragge Archon Council They all think that your re-coronation and enthronement as the Lord of Ultramar will greatly boost the morale of the Five Hundred Worlds, and I believe it will also inspire the entire empire.”

"Yes, sir, there must be a victory parade. We will announce your return to the world. The return of a primarch is such exciting news." Sicarius immediately interrupted, with a proud smile on his face. , didn't seem to care at all whether it seemed impolite to interrupt like this.

But he was lucky. Guilliman was not Dorne. The Thirteenth Son of the Emperor looked at the two people in front of him with a slight smile. "I agree, but not now. Our top priority now is to reorganize the defense and administrative system. The question of coronation can be put behind all this."

Guilliman clenched the power gauntlet of the Lord's Hand. He looked at the two warriors in front of him and said, "The stragglers of Chaos are still wandering in Ultramar. We need to immediately organize the fleets of each chapter to act in a unified manner. Here I issue another order.”

Calgar stood at attention as soon as he heard the word command. He was ready to carry out any order given by the Primarch, even if it meant his death, he would do it without hesitation.

"I order that all sub-groups of the Ultramarines can be under my unified command and control. Contact the Chapter Masters of each sub-group to come to Macragge. I will meet with them to discuss this issue."

"As you command, my lord, I will immediately order the Astropath to notify all sub-chambers." Calgar said sonorously. Guilliman looked at the Chapter Master in front of him with satisfaction. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the colonnade from the edge of the banquet hall. Efreni came forward, carrying the sharp blade gracefully.

Guilliman lowered his eyes and patted Calgar on the shoulder, "Go, I'll be alone for a while."

Calgar faithfully carried out the order. He saluted Guilliman and then walked out of the colonnade. Sicarius beside him turned around and looked at Efreyne who was walking towards him. The second captain frowned slightly and shook his hand subconsciously. He held the hilt of the sword, but as soon as he held the sword, Guilliman held his shoulder.

Guilliman shook his head at him, and the Second Captain looked at the original in confusion, "Leave her alone for a while, if you agree, Second Captain."

Sicarius immediately released the hilt of his sword and nodded to the original body in fear. He took a few steps back, "Of course, my lord, I will be nearby if necessary." "I am very grateful for this, Captain, please go and celebrate now. ." "Yes, my lord."

Sicarius walked out of the colonnade, and Guilliman lowered his head and looked at Evrené who walked in front of him, who also looked up at Guilliman slightly.

The flickering lights in the banquet hall shone through the gaps between the Roman colonnades. The shining lights shone on the faces of the two people, and the little lights flickered on them like fragments, shining on the blue power armor and silver long hair. superior.

"Well done. The solution was quicker than I expected." Evrené spoke first to break the awkward silence. She looked at Guilliman with a smile, and the latter responded in kind.

"As much as I can, Miss, I don't know your name yet. Please forgive me for not having time for us to get to know each other before." Guilliman said with a smile, and Evrené also smiled with one hand on her hip, and she put her hand against hers Chest looked up at Guilliman.

"Efrenet, my full name is very long and difficult to pronounce, so please call me Efrenie." "Then please call me Roboute. I believe you know me better than I do." your."

Efreni smiled jokingly. She crossed her arms and looked at the tall and kind giant in front of her. The smile on his face did not imply any majesty or unattainability.

"Thank you for waking me up. Vito has told me something about you and the Death Army. Although I believe we don't know enough, please accept my thanks."

Guilliman nodded politely, while Evrené leaned against the wall with her arms folded. The fragmented light shone on her face, and the blurred light made her look so beautiful, especially from Guilliman. This is especially true when viewed from a different perspective.

"I believe that we will have many opportunities to get to know each other in the future. After all, our two races are officially cooperating." Efreni said. Guilliman looked at her profile and nodded. He turned to look at The cheering songs and conversations of the celebrating warriors could be heard endlessly.

"I heard about it. Vito told me that you have united some Arks. It's amazing Efreni. Since the Ark Eldar, Dark Eldar and Harlequins are united under the same flag, you are an extraordinary leader."

"Okay, stop flattering me. The other Arks haven't agreed to my status yet. Even now in the Death Army, there are still many people who say they obey me, but don't think so in their hearts. You know Yes, Eldar, how can our pride make us obey others?"

Evrené smiled and waved her hands mockingly, while Guilliman smiled, "Whether it is ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later, I believe you are also the first to cooperate with humans and awaken the spirit of a primarch. As a nation, we have already set a precedent in history, and I believe you can achieve more incredible miracles.”

Everene burst out laughing. She raised her head and looked at the blue giant on the side, "You too, the current human empire is not like you used to be. The high lords, governors and generals are not so determined. obey you."

Guilliman also smiled jokingly. He put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly, "I was first found by the Emperor, and it was the same when the Thirteenth Legion was handed over to me. I need to gain the respect and obedience of people and others. This is very important for me. It’s not new to me, and I’m sure it’s not new to you either.”

Efreni smiled after looking at Guilliman. She stood up and raised her hand to look at the belly of Guilliman's armor. She turned and walked towards the far end of the colonnade, "I spent a lot of time resurrecting you. Don’t let me do it again.”

She turned to look at Guilliman in the corridor and winked, "I'm looking forward to your performance, don't let me down."

"I'll do my best." Guilliman looked at her back with a smile, and the latter smiled and turned towards the far end of the colonnade, her mouth swaying as she walked away.

"Goodbye, Luo Bao, don't die. See you next time."

"Goodbye, Efrenie, see you next time."

Guilliman watched her figure disappear at the end of the corridor. The tall original body stood between the colonnades and sighed. He turned his head and looked at the stars in the sky outside the glass window.

The stars were just as beautiful as when he had seen them, before the Emperor found him, when he sat on his father Conor Guilliman's lap and looked at them.

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Vito also looked at the starry sky. The stars were the same as when he first came here. Every time he looked up at the starry sky above his head, he never got tired of seeing it. Every time he looked up at the starry sky, Vito felt like he was back to the past, so beautiful. time.

Eldarad also stood beside him and looked at the stars. The two stood side by side and were bathed in the starlight. Vito looked at the brightest star, which was the bright starlight projected from the psychic interface. The shining light from Terra's Star Torch shines upon the starry sky.

"Congratulations to you too. Both of our tribes have finally found their own leaders." Vito said with a smile. Eldarad also smiled and nodded. He moved his eyes away from the starry sky with his hands behind his back.

"We have all found our future, my dear friend, and the dawn always comes after the long night." Adarad said, Vito turned to look at him with a smile on his face, and he joked with one hand on his hip looked at him.

"Where's your prophecy? What should we do next?" "No, Vito, the prophecy is over."

Eldarad said with a smile, and Vito smiled and looked at him, "The prophecy is over? I didn't see the universe explode. Are you sure you didn't miss something?"

The Great Prophet laughed in a low voice. He laughed happily. He had never laughed so happily and sincerely in ten thousand years. The Prophet shook his head and looked at the dark land of Macragge in the distance. A shining Milky Way rose from the land.

"My prophecy is over. I am no longer a prophet. From now on, Vito, do what you think is right. Destiny has returned to our own hands."

Aidalad smiled with his hands behind his back. He sighed softly and smiled, "I saw a light at the end of the prophecy. I don't know what it is, but I believe it is a good sign."

Vito also smiled. He sighed deeply with his hands behind his back. "What about now? What are you going to do? What will Aidalad, who is not a prophet, do?"

"I will continue to help my people. Although I no longer exist as a prophet, I will continue to use my power to serve my people. I will help Eveleni. I believe that girl will create a new history for us."

Aidalad said and lowered his head to look at Vito. He looked at Vito who was gradually walking to the side. He walked unconsciously but his eyes were always fixed on the Milky Way.

Adalard looked at Vito, at the old friend walking in front of him, "What will you do? My friend, will you help Guilliman unify the galaxy? Just like your dream back then."

Vito walked, his silver studded boots clattering on the ground, his black eyes reflecting thousands of stars, "Yes, I will help him, just like you will help Iverene, I also look forward to how much this child will achieve."

"Then your duty, will you fulfill your duty this time? As the duty of the sword bearer, fulfill your mission to Guilliman when that moment comes." Adalard asked softly, the question seemed so inappropriate, but so appropriate.

Vito stopped and looked at the hall in the distance, where the figures of the warriors kept flashing, they drank from their cups and sang songs of victory, as if this was the happiest moment in the galaxy, and even Vito would be infected by their warm atmosphere.

Aidalad stood behind him and looked at him silently. He saw Vito's hand on the scabbard. Vito looked at the warriors and said, "I will fulfill my mission, whether it is the Supreme Marshal's or the Sword Bearer's." The Great Prophet nodded and walked behind Vito silently. The latter also turned to face this old friend of ten thousand years. Aidalad raised his hand and pressed Vito's shoulder. "Everlene and I are leaving. We have done everything we should do. Now our mission will call us forward, but we will meet in the future, my old friend. The fate of our two tribes has long been intertwined."

Aidalad smiled at Vito and raised his head slightly. "But remember, my old friend, if you need any help from me, come to me. I will do my best to help you, no matter what the result is."

Vito looked at Aidalad in front of him and raised his hand to press his shoulder. The two looked at each other at close range. Vito laughed and said in the Eldar language, "Me too, don't die, old charlatan."

"You too, old bastard." Aidalad smiled and responded to him in Gothic. They both laughed and hugged each other. The Eldar and humans may be the two oldest guardians hugging each other now. They have gone through a long time together, and in the future, I think they will continue to go together, just like two civilizations.

After a while, they separated. Aidalad walked to the banquet hall in the distance, while Vito stood there and looked at him. The Supreme Marshal raised his head and looked at the starry sky. His peripheral vision made him notice the tower on the top of the fortress. He sighed and put his hands behind his back.

"It's time to tell him the truth about the empire now. I hope his heart can bear it."

"After all, he has two hearts. If one explodes, he still has another one to carry. But if both explode at the same time, well, only the Emperor can bless him."

The Supreme Marshal looked at the tower of Guilliman's study on the top of the fortress and smiled bitterly. What can I say? I wish Lord Guilliman good health.