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Chapter 463: Two Suns Shining! The Four Chaos Gods Are Terrified! Retreat!
"It's father who's back!"

Guilliman's awakening greatly inspired and encouraged the surviving Ultramarines. Their physical strength had actually been exhausted long ago, but the moment they saw Guilliman, everyone was extremely excited.

It seems like I have endless energy.

When the feeling of despair was swept away and hope came into everyone's heart, a powerful force arose and burst out from the bodies of the Extreme Warriors.

This is the bond between them and their Primarch. When the Primarch and his offspring appear on the battlefield at the same time, the warriors will be blessed with a mysterious power.

At this moment, the fanatical Ultramarines rushed to Guilliman's surroundings to block the enemy's attack for their Primarch, while the Chaos Warriors also rushed towards Guilliman in order to complete the Warmaster's mission.

The roars of the warriors and the blood of the enemies made Guilliman's blood boil rapidly. His movements became faster and faster, and every swing of the Emperor's Sword could take the lives of several Chaos traitors.

Guilliman's bravery and fighting skills infected more and more Ultramarines. Originally a situation of outnumbering the enemy, the Chaos rebels' offensive was forcibly curbed.

At the same time, news of Guilliman's resurrection quickly spread from the Temple to the Hera Fortress, and from the fortress to Macragge's low-Earth orbit, and even echoed in the Warp.

However, more important news is yet to come.

That is, two identical suns appeared in the subspace!
The first sun is the high amputee, the God-Emperor who sits on a golden throne.

In order to maintain the life and power of the God-Emperor, the Empire sacrificed thousands of psykers every day and used the state religion to spread faith in the Emperor throughout the galaxy.

The spiritual power generated by the piety and worship of the emperor by countless people of the empire also nourishes the half-dead God-Emperor to a certain extent.

In the warp, the projection of the God-Emperor is like a cold sun burning with pale flames. Any demon or evil god that appears before him will be burned.

Even the Four Chaos Gods did not dare to appear in front of him easily.

This is the terrifying power of God.

The Imperial State Religion promotes the God-Emperor as a god, which is equivalent to supporting humanity in the Warp. With the God-Emperor in charge, the human race will not be wiped out by the evil gods of Chaos.

But now, a second sun like the God-Emperor's has appeared in the warp. Although the projection of that sun looks a little weaker than the God-Emperor's, it is enough to make the evil gods tremble with fear.

No one would believe that the God-Emperor would suddenly split into a second clone. After all, this is unprecedented in the Warhammer universe.

At this moment, the Blood God Khorne forgot his anger, and his manic heart turned into panic. The Lord of Change Tzeentch racked his brains, wondering where the problem went wrong.

The spoon that the benevolent father Nurgle used to stir the plague poison sank to the bottom of the pot. The Pleasure Prince Slaanesh was no longer as happy and cheerful as usual. His heavy heart forced him to be cautious.

The four Chaos Gods of the Warp all turned their attention to the second sun. Compared to the resurrected Guilliman, the appearance of the second Emperor was obviously more shocking.

"How is this possible... This must be the witchcraft cast by the Human Empire. There is no way there can be a second God-Emperor!"

Abaddon, the Warmaster of the Chaos Legion, gazed at the projection in the Warp from afar. His ugly face, covered in blood and flesh, was almost twisted into a ball. His angry and horrified voice rang out:

"It must be the Imperial psykers who are interfering. We cannot lose our composure!"

Abaddon tried hard to convince himself. He certainly did not want to believe that there were really two emperors. If a new emperor really emerged, then all of their Chaos rebels would be massacred.

Although Abaddon was the second Chaos Warmaster chosen by the Four Gods, he was actually a weakened version of Horus. Even with the enhanced power of Chaos, he was no match for the Emperor.

Two emperors... I'm afraid even the Four Gods of the Warp will have to retreat.

Soon, Abaddon received a hint from the Four Gods of the Warp that the solar projection was unlikely to be fake. After all, illusions could be faked, but power was not so easily fabricated.

Although they did not know how the second sun appeared, the Chaos Legion's top priority was to evacuate as soon as possible to avoid being wiped out by the Empire.

"Give the order, all troops retreat!"

Abaddon gritted his teeth in grief and anger, and issued orders to the Chaos legions scattered throughout the galaxy, ordering them to suspend all fighting and return to the warp as quickly as possible.

However, Abaddon's order did not receive the support of the Chaos generals below. On the contrary, countless doubts came one after another.

For example, Macragge's Chaos Legion troops were about to capture the capital of the Ultramar sector, but at this critical moment, their own Warmaster actually asked for a withdrawal.

Then all their previous efforts would be in vain!
Some troops obeyed Abaddon's orders, some questioned and hesitated, and some simply refused.

In fact, the Chaos Legion is not a monolithic entity. These rebels composed of various forces are more like thieves. They all have their own interests, which is why they join the camp of the evil god.

Some rebels seek immortality, like the Four Gods of the Subspace; some are willing to degenerate in pursuit of powerful strength; and some, for the sake of power, frantically annex star regions to control the life and death of a star field.

Therefore, the Chaos rebel forces do not have the absolute loyalty and cohesion of the human Empire.

On the surface, Abaddon is a glorious Chaos Warmaster, but the only troops he can truly control are his own Black Legion. The rest of the troops are either managed by their own Daemon Primarchs.

Or there is already a more prestigious Chaos General controlling the troops.

Faced with these chaotic voices of doubt, Abaddon was so angry that he wanted to throw all of his comrades into the God-Emperor's sun projection to burn them to death.

"Damn it! How dare these idiots disobey my orders."

As the warmaster chosen by the four gods, Abaddon is indeed qualified to give orders to the entire legion, but unfortunately the facts do not go as he wishes.

In that case, just let them be. Anyway, I won’t be the one who suffers.

……

Macragge, Hera's Fortress!
The Emperor's sword in Guilliman's hand was as fast as lightning, constantly shuttling through the Chaos warriors.

Not long after, Guilliman discovered that the enemies that had been as numerous as the tide just now were now only a few scattered remnants.

Above Macragge's low-Earth orbit, the Chaos Legion's warships and assault boats had disappeared, as if the previous brutal battle had never happened.

In the huge temple, the blasphemous beacons left behind by the Chaos wizards also became dim and were cleared away by the Extreme Marines.

It was obvious that the Chaos Army gave up attacking Macragge, which was within their grasp, and turned back.

"What's going on? The Chaos army is leaving now?" Guilliman felt a little unbelievable.

Logically speaking, as a newly revived Primarch, he is in a vulnerable period where he is most likely to be killed before his strength is fully restored.

The Chaos Army was only one step away from taking Macragge, and retreating at this time would be the most disadvantageous decision. If it were him, Guilliman would definitely find ways to deploy more Chaos troops, or even directly send a demon primarch to kill the resurrected him again.

But they just withdrew...

What exactly is going on.

At this moment, the wounded Chapter Master Calgar looked at the heroic Guilliman with a guilty look on his face.

He should have brought his Ultramarines to Guilliman and told him about his loyalty and perseverance, but now Calgar only felt ashamed.

After all, before this, he had been trying his best to stop Archmagus Cawl from resurrecting the Primarch, and even almost destroyed Guilliman's resurrection plan.

Fortunately, the chief think tank Digris did not obey his orders, otherwise the great sage Caul and the Eldar alien would have been killed on the spot by him.

"My descendants, come to me, let me take a good look at you!"

Guilliman flashed back to the throne, held the Emperor's Sword in front of him, and spoke to the Ultramarines in the temple with a radiant look.

Although Guilliman did not recognize these unfamiliar Astartes at all, he could sense the blood bond between them and himself. These new Ultramarines represented the endless vitality of the Legion.

At this moment, Guilliman had too many questions that needed answers: how long had he been asleep, what was the situation of the Human Empire, and was the Great Rebellion over?

Faced with the confusion raised by Guilliman, Calgar took the initiative to step forward to answer him. He first stated that he was the current commander of the Ultramarines, and then explained to Guilliman the causes and consequences of the war just now.

"Primarch, it has been ten thousand years since you fell asleep. The other Primarchs have either died in battle, disappeared, or fallen into demon princes. Only you remain."

When Karga mentioned this sad history, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

From the limited information in history books, he learned about the glorious era of the Human Empire ten thousand years ago. The empire ruled by the Emperor grew increasingly powerful, but unfortunately everything was destroyed by the conspiracy of the evil gods of the Warp.

"Ten thousand years have passed. I didn't expect this war to be over yet."

Guilliman remained calm on the surface, but he was quite angry inside.

You know, during the Great Crusade, it only took the Primarchs two hundred years to sweep the universe and wipe out billions of aliens in the galaxy.

However, the war triggered by the Horus Heresy caused the loyalists and traitors to confront each other for tens of thousands of years.

It goes without saying that a war lasting ten thousand years would cause great damage to the human empire.

Countless people die every day, and prosperous star regions are burned to ashes by the flames of war.

Guilliman felt a pang of pain. Such a heavy price made this shrewd politician sigh with regret.

"Where is my father now?" Guilliman asked again.

He couldn't understand why his father allowed the Chaos Rebellion to wreak havoc for ten thousand years, when with the Emperor's ability and means, this war could be resolved in ten years at most.

"The body of the God-Emperor still sits firmly on Holy Terra, using his power to protect every inch of the human empire."

Calgar responded respectfully and truthfully.

Almost instantly, Guilliman keenly grasped the key words. He finally couldn't help but frown and questioned the other party: "You actually called him the 'God-Emperor'? Don't you know that he hates this word the most?"

Guilliman knew that the Emperor feared being called a god the most. Among his many Primarch brothers, Lorgar Aurelion, the leader of the Seventeenth Legion, the Word Bearers, had stubbornly believed in the Emperor as a god.

In order to eliminate the influence of the warp on reality as much as possible, the Emperor at that time introduced materialism as the truth of the empire, and any idealistic thoughts were regarded as a scourge.

But Lorgar did the opposite, and the Emperor eventually burned down Lorgar's perfect city in anger. This directly led to the collapse of Lorgar's faith and he became the first fallen Primarch.

Who would have thought that ten thousand years later, humans would collectively disobey the Emperor's highest instructions and worship him as a god.

What happened during this period? Why didn't the Emperor stop humans from deifying themselves? If they wanted to deify themselves, why did they burn down the perfect city of Lorgar himself?

The contradictory information made Guilliman feel that the world was becoming increasingly difficult.

He was eager to meet the Emperor.

But before that, Guilliman needs to find out the identities of these strangers.

"Respected Primarch, I am here to fulfill the agreement between us. I have changed a lot over the years. I hope you can still tell who I am from my voice."

At this time, the great sage Kaul took the initiative to step forward. After thousands of years, human flesh and blood could no longer support the body that was worn out and aged by time.

In order to fulfill his promise, Kaul transformed himself into a half-human, half-machine appearance. To be precise, his current human content is less than half, not even 10%.

"Kaul, it turns out you're here! I knew you wouldn't break our promise."

Guilliman was overjoyed. It was really not easy to see an old friend after ten thousand years.

Life does not meet, moving like participating in business.

Originally, when Guilliman learned that ten thousand years had passed, he no longer had any hope for the fulfillment of the agreement he had made with the Great Sage Cawl.

After all, how many people can live in peace for so long?

"I am Evelyne, the leader of the Eldar Death Army. I have come here to assist the Archsage and revive the Primarch of the Ultramarines Legion in order to jointly fight against the Chaos Legion."

Evelyne looked calmly at Guilliman and nodded in greeting. She specifically mentioned the fight against the Chaos Legion, indicating the current cooperative relationship between the Eldar and humans.

After all, ten thousand years ago, humans and the Eldar were still in a hostile relationship just after the Great Crusade ended. Evelyne could not guarantee whether Guilliman would repay kindness with enmity after waking up.

Fortunately, after learning about Evelyne's identity and what she had done, Guilliman just lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then nodded in response.

He is not a conservative person. Since the Great Sage Cawl has contacted the Eldar, it means that the power of Chaos at this stage is so powerful that humans can hardly contend with it alone.

When necessary, they should unite all the forces they can.

(End of this chapter)