Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 257 The Emperor! The Emperor has possessed my body!

The walls of Pamenio remain as dilapidated and crumbling as ever.

Under the relentless bombardment of the Nurgle army, the fertile land outside the city has been transformed into a muddy swamp, a marshland teeming with various diseases and exuding a strange, sweet fragrance.

Fortunately, the resistance in Pamenio is still using the high temperatures of promethium flames and disinfectant to contain the spreading corruption, and the evil offspring of the plague god have not yet replaced them.

Nevertheless, the suffering beings who have gathered here from all corners of the planet are filling every corner of the city—thankfully, this is the world of Ultramar 500, which is extremely well-governed. There are no hives, the kind of facilities that plague gods love most—this undoubtedly poses a significant obstacle to the spread of Nurgle's disease.

Even so, the streets of the capital were still packed with migrants who had come from other cities.

The Nurgle cult, spreading like wildfire, lurks in the shadows, eager to spread Nurgle's blessings to every corner of the world.

Only when people can gather together and share the disease can they take the opportunity to escape isolation and spread the plague and disease they carry.

Just like today—whether the Ultramarines were stimulated by something or they truly believed the rumors of the [Cursed] returning to the world, they actually lifted the isolation restrictions on refugees between different areas, allowing everyone to go to the central square as soon as possible to receive purification from the Living Saint.

And witness the true arrival of the Emperor's miracle!

"Hurry up, only those in the front row can receive the Emperor's favor!"

"What kind of imperial favor is this?!"

"She is the incarnation of the Emperor! Haven't you heard? She is about to save us all from all diseases in the square!"

"That living saint who has manifested his power?"

Compared to the Ox-Headed and Horse-Face that appear in other Nest City worlds, although he is sallow-faced, emaciated, and plagued by diseases, at least he still looks like a human.

With the Ultramarines doing their utmost to maintain order, the entire street was crammed with filthy, hungry people—a perfect poisoning spot if any Nurgle cultists had infiltrated.

The orders from Company Commander Sicarius were extremely difficult for the Ultramarines to accept.

But even the remaining ones wouldn't understand. When the second company commander learned that the little girl was his genetic father, it would be a million times harder for him to accept than for these clueless Smurfs.

The second company commander's world was collapsing.

If it weren't for the fact that the genetic comparison with the Mechanicus Grand Sage Caul, who had come to Pamenio with them, was completely correct (except for gender), no one would believe that the pouty blonde little girl in front of them was Robout Guilliman, the genetic father of the XIII Legion's Ultramarines.

"I"

Ultimately, it was the deep-seated genetic identification with her father that led the Second Company Commander to believe that she was Loli Man—although it was hard to accept at first, once you get used to it, you really feel that having a genetic father in the form of a loli is infinitely better than those warbands that are unloved by their fathers and mothers.

Since we can't refuse this reality, we can only enjoy it!

Sicarius eventually accepted this and ordered a procession to be prepared in Pamenio—under the imperial power guided by Guilliman, they could revive the civilians and warriors who had been almost completely desperate.

In this time when crisis is about to ravage Makula, faith is often the most precious thing in the world.

And it's also an honor!
The Emperor's Light did not descend upon Chapter Commander Kargar or that cowardly Company Commander Agman. After the Father of Genes transformed into a little girl, she did not immediately seek out the two who were ahead of them in the order of priority, but instead chose him!

The invincible Cato Sicarius!
This guy's love for medals and honor led him to add a new layer of medal armor on top of his power armor.

Driven by a sense of honor, large numbers of civilians came to the city square, which had just been cleared of all the rubble and debris—from the clock tower-like buildings around it that had not yet been completely destroyed by enemy fire, one could catch a glimpse of the once bustling scene.

But now, all that remains are ruins and broken walls, and countless civilians trapped in despair, waiting for the "Emperor" to save them.

thump.
As the bells at the top of the highest clock tower rang, the previously noisy parade finally quieted down for a moment, thanks to the efforts of rows of Smurfs and the Astral Guard.

Surrounded by several Imperial Sisters and priests, the blonde little girl, rumored to possess divine power, walked towards the suffering crowd amidst cheers and applause.

She wore a laurel wreath, and her petite body was draped in an oversized blue and gold coat bearing the Ultra Warrior U-shaped logo.

—Although I don’t know why the emperor’s leader would choose this, or who gave him these clothes.

"Um"

The little girl looked down upon all living beings from beneath the golden throne.

The once prosperous and peaceful world of Ultramar 500 has become as filthy and ugly as it is now. After losing themselves, the Ultramarines and the entire human empire have once again fallen into stagnation and decay.

Now, he—no, it should be her—having lost all her power, could only rely on the imperial power that she would never have used before. Although she was unwilling to admit it, it seemed that she could only provide them with the slightest bit of help by relying on the power of her imperial father, whom she least wanted to acknowledge.

It's all Magnus's fault.

If I have the chance to meet him again after I recover, I will definitely fight and kill that fallen brother one-on-one!

Unfortunately, Loriman is now unable to wield her powerful abilities, nor can she continue her paperwork as regent.

No, that's right!

Now, Loliman has lost not only her fighting ability, but also her previously prized farming ability!

How to do?
—What else can I do but go back to my hometown and farm?

Thinking of this, Guilliman's cloudy and tired eyes, which had been working overtime for seven thousand years after the Great Expedition, suddenly brightened.

It turns out that Magnus was Guilliman's greatest benefactor!
"Emperor! Emperor! Emperor!"

"Save us! Emperor! We are willing to worship you as a god!"

"Please, have pity on us!"

On the newly filled-in, simple square, mortals knelt and prayed for her divine grace, forming circles around her. They cried out, having rushed to the square in the drizzling rain, just to witness the imperial miracle they had never seen before.

Under everyone's gaze, Loli Man, draped in heavy U-group clothing, stood up and slowly walked towards the location of the sub-group battle leaders stationed behind her.

To maintain the emperor's divinity, Loliman will not speak at present.

She simply pointed lightly at Casca, whose face was filled with astonishment.

"That's right!"

After you pull off this last job, you'll be free, Guilliman!

You have to hold on!
"Ahhhh!!!"

Bear!
Without a word, the instant Loriman pointed at the Space Marine, a burst of intense fire, accompanied by a flash of psionic lightning, erupted directly onto the squadron leader.

"This is."

Before anyone present could react, the squad leader, who was engulfed in flames, stood up again in the next moment.

In an instant, countless surging psionic flames erupted from Kasgar's body almost simultaneously, bursting into flames towards the crowd present.

After the intense golden-red flames had passed, the civilians who had been panicked and terrified by the sudden fire were quickly replaced by cheers and shouts of jubilation.

"My body! I can finally feel my hands again!"

"It's healed! It's really healed! My mother is cured! The Emperor has appeared to us, it really is the Emperor appearing to us!!!"

"Praise the Emperor!"

The Emperor has truly appeared!
For the first time, the skeptical crowd experienced something tangible, rather than the divine miracles of the emperor as rumored by others.

The Emperor's flames can burn away all filth without harming the innocent.

Of course, while purifying the innocent, several cultists who had infiltrated the crowd were instantly burned to ashes by the golden-red flames.

This must be the power of an emperor!

As the flames that could cure all diseases and cleanse impurities swept across every inch of the crowded square, shouts a thousand times more enthusiastic than before erupted from every corner of the square.

This was exactly what Casca had agreed upon with Loriman beforehand.

Through their acting skills, Casgar was able to demonstrate the Emperor's favor and divine intervention without revealing his true identity.

On the one hand, this would allow Casgar to gain the support of the Ultramarines and many civilians within the Empire, and on the other hand, it would allow him to seize command of the campaign from Cato Sicarius.

Even if this second company commander loved honor, he wouldn't dare to go against his original body even if he had ten times the courage.

Having been able to command so many Ultramarines to shake the earth, Kasgar can now also freely unleash some of his own fire power in the name of the Emperor.

Casca calls it—"Invoking the Father!"

Good acting, brother, good acting.

wrong.

Casca glanced at the little girl Loliman.

We can no longer be considered brothers.
With a slightly exaggerated twitch, Kaska finally stood up again, his eyes blazing with intense psionic light. "Her body can't withstand my power—"

With the infusion of psychic energy, Kasgar's voice now possesses a natural reverberation and echo, like that of an emperor.

"Now, unite around me, and together we will cleanse the warp of its corruption and filth!"

This is truly a sign of an emperor descending upon the world!

"Your Majesty, the Ultramarines are willing to be your spear."

“Please guide us to fight to the death against the filth that lurks outside the city.”

Accompanied by Kasgar's booming voice amplified by his psionic energy, Second Company Commander Sicarius of the Ultramarines (convincing himself that he was saluting the Primarch) knelt on one knee in the direction of Loliman and Kasgar.

"Emperor! Emperor! Emperor!!!"

"The Emperor has appeared! The Emperor has appeared!!!"

"He has not abandoned us! He has always been with us!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

"Praise be to the Emperor! The Emperor is our only savior. Believe in him, bless him, and pray with him for humanity!"

The priest Mathieu, standing beside Casca, wept and shouted along with the revelers, finally finding a sliver of solace in their long despair.

As a devout follower of the Imperial Cult, he finally received divine revelation from the Great Emperor at this critical juncture.

He successfully witnessed the Emperor's power once again ascending to this world!

"But have you thought about what will happen next, Priest?"

"The Emperor has solved your problem once again, and then what? Do you hope that every time humanity encounters difficulties, such a great being will step forward to help you solve all your problems?"

"Who?"

Sensing someone speaking behind him, Mathieu quickly turned around to look behind him.

He was an extremely tall man, standing amidst the revelers. Despite his striking height making him stand out from the crowd, for some reason, no one around him seemed surprised by this man's sudden appearance on stage.

It seemed that no one noticed his presence at all, and no one would pay attention to him at this moment.

"Who are you? Why are you telling me all this?"

His face was unhealthy and pale, and he was wearing a respirator of unknown model.

Mathieu recognized the face, but couldn't quite place who it was.

“If you have time, we can talk privately after this parade is over.”

The tall, pale-faced man did not answer his question.

Hey! Don't go!

"Who on earth are you——"

It's gone?

Such a tall figure, yet after taking one step, he disappeared back into the crowd, never to be found again.

Who exactly is this guy?

"Is it an illusion?"

Just as the flames were purifying all the chaos and corruption in the revelry, he sensed a fleeting, familiar presence with the help of the psionic flames.

But after a thorough search with psionic flames, and still finding nothing unusual, they turned their attention back to...
Then, Kasga saw Loliman, the second company commander, trying to sneak up on Sicarius from the crowd and threatening the innocent man with a vicious look.

This little girl Man seems to be planning to sneak away while Casca isn't looking.

But this brief eye contact forced her to abandon her plan, and she tried to explain to Casca with evasive eyes:

"My mission is now complete. You are now the true embodiment of the Emperor's arrival. Now, it's time to let me go—"

Seeing this, Loliman smiled with satisfaction, then prepared to turn and leave, concealing her merit and fame.

After saying that, she took off running.

"Wait, you can't leave."

The next moment, a large hand grabbed her extremely loose-fitting Ottara top.

snort!
Want to escape?
Casca would never let such a useful Excel spreadsheet slip out of his control!

After the High Lords' Council overturns in the future, who will do all the paperwork?

Only her, Lolita Man!

Previously, she might have wanted to challenge someone to a duel, but the clever Magnus transformed Guilliman into Loliman, successfully solving her bad habit of always looking for one-on-one fights.

From now on, I can sit in the office and approve documents all the time!
"Let me go! I want to fight you one-on-one!!!"

Loli Man, who had been grabbed and lifted by Casca, still seemed somewhat unconvinced.

I was even thinking of going to farm!

The entire human empire, millions of worlds, countless Space Marine chapters, the Astronaut Corps, and the Mechanicus could definitely provide Guilliman with a life of farming to his heart's content.

"grown ups.!"

Just as Casca was about to tease Guilliman a little more, a report came through the communication system from the front lines.

"The next siege by Nurgle's army is about to begin."

The summoning of the people to the square to receive the divine command gave Nurgle's army a good opportunity to attack.

The defensive troops originally stationed on the city walls were redeployed to the interior to maintain order, and with most civilians gathered together, it was the perfect time for Nurgle to spread the Father's blessings.

The cultists, who infiltrated the crowd, spread the plague and summoned demons, while simultaneously coordinating with the siege forces outside the city to destroy the internal defenses.

With coordinated efforts from within and without, the planet Pamenio, a crucial node in the Five Hundred Worlds, will inevitably fall.

Even though the infiltrators in the city were reduced to ashes by the flames of Kasgar, it seemed that the Nurgle army had no intention of giving up their attack.

"Right outside the city, beneath those miasma clouds lies the dregs of evil chaos!"

Guided by the Ultramarines, a vast, rotting mountain of flesh with its belly exposed roamed through the green swampy pus and miasma outside the city. Surrounded by lively Nurgles and swarms of mosquitoes, it moved slowly and sluggishly toward the defensive walls of the capital city of Pamenio.

There's nothing we can do about it; that's just how fast Nuggets moves.

Interspersed among them, following the Great Unclean One, were countless Nurgle wizards, plague beasts, and cultists.

And the endless plague zombies and bloated zombies that serve as consumables and filler monsters—the first wave of attacks on the walls consisted only of grunts, but they still resolutely advanced towards the already crumbling walls of Pamenio under the fire of the Ultramarines.

Although their bodies decay, they possess an even stronger vitality—even if they are beaten to the point of near disappearance, they can regenerate through their own strength.

Even the well-organized Death Guard legions and the named Great Unclean Ones did not appear on the battlefield, but the nausea and oppression they instilled in the defenders of Pamenio was something that the Khorne demons, who only knew how to wield their great axes with brute force, could not provide.

The stench was overwhelming, and some of the weaker-willed members of the Astral Army were unable to withstand the onslaught, experiencing vomiting and pain.

"Firm will!"

"Believe that our cause is sacred, and that the Emperor is with us at this moment!"

Nurgle is an extremely difficult opponent.

Accompanied by the nauseating laughter of these evil creations, heaps of green filth were sprayed and splashed onto the defensive walls in front of the Ultramarines' barrage of fire.

In the past, the release of such an unsolvable viral plague would have infected even machine servants and automated robots.

Bear!
The overwhelming psionic flames once again filled everything.

"Finally, we can have a proper fight."

"Have you ever thought about how agonizing it is for me to keep my strength hidden?"

Unfortunately, Casca has fire.

(End of this chapter)