Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

"I saw a light, a sword, which pierced the night and brought light."

"You finally became a Star Rainer, old man."

That's what Olaf said at that time. At that time, Lancelot didn't know what he meant. He thought it was just the weird riddles of psychics. But at that time, he thought that Olaf had never said riddles. Could it be that , is this really important?

Later, Lord Celestine found them and conveyed the emperor's will to them. He summoned Lancelot and the others to come here across most of the galaxy. Under the leadership of Lord Celestine, their voyage was surprisingly successful. It went well, and then he stood here and knew the specific meaning of the divine realm.

When Cypher's sword of fire pierced, a golden light suddenly appeared, and then enveloped everything below. When the light dissipated, Lancelot gradually regained his vision, and he saw the towering giant behind the light.

In the silence, Lancelot saw him. He was wearing a dark green lion armor, his long golden hair fell down his shoulders, and his eyes were shining with the light of strength, the light of power, and the will of the king. , he is a king, the king of Caliban.

He glanced at Lancelot and the surrounding environment, and after a long silence, he slowly said, "I had a long dream, a long, long dream."

The dream was very long, vague and fragmented. When Ryan woke up, he could not remember most of it. He only remembered a flash of golden light, and his father's voice and shadow sounded in it. He called himself, and when he walked away, the dream ended. .

Ryan glanced away and saw the sword stuck on the ground. It emitted light and illuminated the lion's head on the hilt.

"Hold it, and your power will be reawakened." The raven's voice read in Ryan's mind. He was silent for a while, and came to the sword stuck on the ground. Ryan hesitated for a while, but still held the hilt of the sword. , in an instant, the light on the sword spread to the surroundings, turning into light particles and dissipating, and Ryan, his face also exuded that sacred brilliance.

Ryan pulled out his sword and looked into the distance. He stared at the direction where the noisy war roar came from, holding the sword and striding away. He passed by Lancelot, who also got up and looked at the lion. The king's figure followed him as if he had been summoned.

The little people in green robes in the hall stood around. They knelt down to the passing Lion King, while he walked past with his eyes on the front. Ryan walked through the familiar and unfamiliar monastery corridor, as if he had already been dreaming. Walked through it countless times.

And when he stood at the end of the corridor, overlooking the battlefield below, he knew that this was not a dream. He said nothing. Lancelot and Cypher also stood silently behind him, but everyone below stopped. Down, the Fallen Angels, Dark Angels, Space Wolves, and even the Tau all stopped.

They looked at the door between the lion statues and the people standing there, as if everything had been pressed on the pause button. Ryan looked down at them, and in his golden eyes, the light flickered as if time had frozen, until he slowed down. Speak slowly.

Ryan didn't know most of the people present, but he found Luther at a glance, his former mentor, benefactor, adoptive father, and traitor.

Luther also stopped, no longer caring about Azrael, who had just fought with him and vowed to take another name. Luther looked at Ryan and looked into his eyes. For a moment, they seemed to have said a lot.

Azrael was stunned. Like all the warriors, he looked at him as if his soul had been taken away. Even Asmodai was stunned in place, looking at him with the priest warhammer in hand.

After a moment, time began to flow as he opened his mouth. The Lion King looked at the Tau and slowly raised the Lion Blade in his hand to point at Shadow Sun. Although he could not distinguish most of the people present, he knew who the enemy was. .

"With the Emperor, with the Empire, destroy these aliens." He said slowly, and those words seemed to be an order from the Adeptus Mechanicus to the minds of the Skitarii. They instantly spread in the minds of all the Space Marines without any hesitation. , a Dark Angel roared, and swung the sword in his hand, but instead of slashing at the Fallen Angel beside him, the blade slid over and hit the Tau clan next to him.

It was like a command that suddenly awakened time and brought the soul back to the body, which was burning with raging fire. The Fallen Angel also shouted and pierced the Tau in battle uniform with a sword. His armor was The power sword was suddenly pierced, and dark blood spurted out from behind.

Instantly, the entire hall boiled. All the Space Marines, regardless of friend or foe, rushed towards the Tau. Even the Space Wolves who were not the descendants of the Dark Angel rushed forward without hesitation. They instantly turned into a torrent of steel. Rush into the Tau lines and beat them back in an instant.

Ragnar strode forward, jumped up, and jumped out of the sea of ​​people with a chain ax in hand. The ax was cut from the air and instantly hit the head of a Tau. He fell to the ground instantly, and blood spurted from all sides. Splashed out, and beside him, Lancelot rushed towards him brandishing a sharp blade, stabbing a Tau with one sword. Next to him, Seifer held two guns and fired violently at the surroundings.

Lion rushed into the battlefield, followed by the warriors along his way. Azrael took the lead and rushed forward. He wore a winged helmet and raised his sword high to follow his father. He slashed with the sharp blade and cut off the Tau's spear. A sword pierced his head.

Ryan waved the Lion King's Sword with his big arm. Along the way, the Tau were unable to parry. The weapon broke, and their combat uniforms shattered the moment they came into contact with the sword. They screamed loudly, but Ryan remained silent. He was silent. Moving forward, he led the heirs behind him to break the alien front into pieces and collapse completely.

The Tau fell one by one. They tried to fire back and take advantage of their firepower, but under the assault led by the Primarch, there was no chance. At the front of the battle line, the Tau were continuously knocked down, and their bodies were trampled by the rushing steel frenzy. Got to be torn apart.

Yingyang stood on the front line, firing his light cannon at the Astartes in front of him. One shot penetrated the power armor of several warriors. Behind those bodies, Ryan strode forward and split the titanium with a sword. The clan’s last line of defense.

Several battle-suited warriors in front of him were split into two in an instant. He saw Yingyang, and then strode away. The latter quickly raised the muzzle of his cannon and fired at Ryan, but the latter slashed him from the middle with a sword. He fired the incoming energy wave, and then cut off the muzzle with a sword.

Ryan spun around half a circle, swung the blade, and blood instantly spilled out from behind the blade. One arm fell to the ground, Yingyang screamed in a low voice, and fired with the weapon in his other hand, but was struck by a sword from the palm of his hand. Punctured everywhere.

She screamed, and Ryan swung his backhand, slashing Yingyang's chest with the sword. She flew out and hit the wall. Blood on her chest continued to gush out from the gap in the armor.

Yingyang didn't know who the taller space warrior in front of her was, but she seemed to have heard rumors about them, the descendants of the human emperor, demigods.

He was different from all the Space Marines Shadowsun had fought, even more dangerous than the Shadow Lords guarded by the Dark Ducks, and had to retreat, she thought. But when she raised her head, Ryan was already in front of her, his eyes staring into Yingyang's eyes.

"For the good!" Yingyang roared, lifting the light cannon that was severed from the severed arm, raising the sharp blade, stars fell down, the two weapons collided together, and the light suddenly flickered.

After the light dissipated, the Tau commander collapsed on the ground, leaving streaks of blood on her armor chest. Ryan pulled out his sword, and another Tau fell beside him. He looked back, Only the Space Marines were left standing in the entire rock. They stood together and looked at the Lion King, who was also silent.

In the silence, Azrael walked out. He came to Ryan and knelt down on one knee without thinking. The leader of the Dark Angels Chapter took off the winged helmet on his head and raised his hands to Ryan. Those were Ryan's. The war helmet is a sacred relic he left to the Chapter, and now, it is time to return it to its original owner.

"In the name of the Emperor and Caliban, I pledge my loyalty to you, voluntarily relinquish my status as Chapter Master, and return all my power to you."

Azrael raised his helmet high and lowered his head. The Astartes behind him all knelt down. They knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to the Lion King with their weapons in hand. Even the always unruly wolf They all knelt down, Ragnar and Lancelot knelt together in front of them, holding their weapons in front of them.

Ryan looked around at the kneeling Space Marines. He looked at the winged helmet in silence for a moment, then held its edge and lifted it up. Ryan raised the helmet high, and then slowly put it on his head. It was as if he was still doubting whether this was another dream, but when the helmet fell down and his eyes looked out from behind the helmet, he knew that this was not a dream.

The lion looked outside the gap behind him. After the Tau fleet exploded, the planet was knocked out of the big hole and covered by green clouds. He could feel the power on the planet below, his presence, and he knew he was down there.

There was silence for a while, and then Ryan's words came out with his breath, "Tell Terra that the Emperor's eldest son, the Lord of the First Legion, is back."

"For Lion!" Azriel knelt down and shouted, and the Astartes behind him shouted in unison, their voices echoing under the dome of the giant rock.

Vito raised his head on the surface. He looked at the sky, facing him from thousands of miles away in the dark clouds. He knew that beyond the clouds, in the web of fate.

And he will be re-crowned, Lord of Caliban, King of the First Legion, and when the High Marshal crowns him, the dynasty of the Lion will rise.