Warhammer: Empire Reboot

After being surrounded, the Nurgle cultist refused to surrender and detonated a small plague temple hidden in the basement, releasing a highly toxic miasma of decay and three low-ranking plague demons.

Jia Yi's White Tiger Squad wiped out the three demons in 11 seconds.

Jia Yi himself grabbed Ulrik by the neck and threw him out of the window of the 17th-floor mansion in the Spire District.

As he fell, Jia Yi fired a bomb from the window, and Ulrik's head exploded two meters above the ground.

Vera slept soundly for three whole days in the best bedroom of the governor's mansion.

For the next three days, Sera and Sena took turns watching over her.

Katarina had been following Lawson in the cleansing operation.

After handing Vera over to the twin nuns, she never returned.

Over three days, she personally executed at least 20 confirmed Chaos cultists, and the bloodstains that had accumulated on the gears of her chainsaw sword were so thick that they required a special cleaning procedure.

When Vera woke up, her first feeling was lightness.

Her body was as light as a feather.

It's a feeling of being cleansed from the inside out, a sense of lightness and clarity.

She raised her hand and clenched her fist.

The strength is greater than before.

It wasn't much bigger, but she could clearly feel that her grip strength had increased and her reaction time had improved.

When the power the emperor used to ignite the fire of her soul departed, it seemed to leave a slight enhancement to her basic qualities in both body and soul.

It's as if the soul has become more resilient after being forged in high temperatures.

Sera's voice came through: "You're awake!"

Vera turned her head.

Sera and Sena, two blonde women, rushed over at the same time, sandwiching her between them and embracing her.

"You flew!" Sena exclaimed, her words tumbling out in a jumble of excitement. "You flew down from the sky like an angel! Golden wings! You have golden wings! You...you are a living saint!"

Vera was taken aback by their enthusiasm.

“I…I don’t remember anything. I only remember praying…and then someone put their hand on my head…and then there was a golden light.”

“Lord Astartes,” Sera said, “he came over and put his hands on your head. And then you…” She raised her hands, mimicking a takeoff motion.

Vera was stunned.

“My lord… he said one more thing,” Sena interjected. Her blue eyes shone with a devout light as she recalled the past. “He said, ‘The Emperor has heard your prayers.’”

Vera's body trembled slightly.

The Emperor heard it. The Emperor really heard it.

Not through her prayers; her prayers were blocked by the warp storm.

It was through him.

Lord Astartes.

he is……

He was a bridge between emperors and ordinary people.

Vera's tears flowed again.

This time it wasn't despair, but a feeling of gratitude and awe that came from being completely conquered.

That afternoon, Katarina returned.

She was still wearing her blood-splattered nun's armor, and her chainsaw sword hummed on her back, having been almost constantly in use for the past three days.

Four nuns gathered in Vera's room.

Katarina spoke to her three nuns.

“I have seen many people who claim to be the Emperor’s representatives. Governors, cardinals, Inquisitors, and even some arrogant Space Marines. Most of them are just using the Emperor’s name to gild their own lust for power and greed.”

“But I have been following Lord Astartes for six days.”

“I saw him fall from the sky and smash a million orcs.”

“I saw him use 20,000 soldiers to hold off 12 million Nagle believers.”

“I saw him suppress the coordinated destruction of three hive cities in 22 minutes.”

“I saw him bring the Emperor’s power to the Valar, making the Valar a living saint.”

“I followed him and spent three days purging 70% of the corrupt officials and dignitaries. It was a bloodbath, and not a single innocent person was wronged.”

Katarina paused for a moment.

"An emperor will not entrust his power to someone he does not trust."

"I am going to swear allegiance to the lord. Who among you is willing to come with me?"

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Sena looked Katarina up and down, then frowned.

"Captain... take a look at yourself first."

"What do you mean?"

Sena walked up to Katarina.

“You’re covered in blood, and there seems to be a clump of something in your hair… I don’t want to know what it is. The smell of your power armor would turn a Squirrel around and run away.” She took a deep breath, then immediately regretted it, wrinkling her nose. “You plan to meet the Emperor’s representative on Earth looking like this?”

Katarina scoffed: "This blood is heretical; every drop is proof of my devotion to the Emperor. Lord Astartes will not care."

"team leader."

Another voice came from the corner of the room; it was Vera.

"Captain, we are going to swear allegiance to the Lord. This is the most important oath of our lives, even more important than the vows we take when we enter the monastery."

"The emperor may not care about our appearance. But we should. We should face the most solemn moment with the utmost solemnity. This is devotion to the emperor and reverence for the oath itself."

Katarina fell silent.

A few days ago, she viewed Vera as "a rookie who had only graduated from seminary six months ago," obedient and kind, but essentially a burden on the battlefield.

But it's different now.

Vera is a living saint, and even though the holy light has dissipated, the warmth of the Imperial Fire still lingers in Vera's soul.

In the nuns' belief system, the status of a living saint is even higher than that of the abbess.

They are the direct embodiment of the emperor's will.

Katarina took a deep breath.

“…Fine.” She said with a hint of reluctance, but only a hint. “Then tomorrow morning, I’ll go take a shower first.”

Sena smiled victoriously.

Obolus III is a planet relatively close to its star. Even in the apex region, where there are temperature control systems, the indoor temperature can rise above 35 degrees Celsius after the temperature control equipment stops due to a partial power outage during the cleaning operation.

After bathing, the four nuns changed into the convent's standard short-sleeved training uniform, consisting of a greyish-white cotton blouse and black shorts.

This is what the nuns wear in their daily lives when they are not in combat: simple, breathable, and practical.

Katarina flipped a metal ammunition box over and used it as a stool, leaning it against the wall.

After washing her long hair, she let it hang to dry. The red color, now free of bloodstains, appeared much softer.

Vera squatted on the floor beside her cot, continuing to mend her nun's robe. Beside her lay a small box containing her sewing tools, which she had brought with her when she graduated from the convent.

Sena sat cross-legged on the bed, with the well-worn "Daily Retreat" on her lap.

She read very slowly because she would stop and silently repeat each paragraph three times, a tradition of the Rose of the Martyrs Abbey: the scriptures should not only be read into the eyes, but also engraved into the soul.

Sera was leaning on the windowsill.

She and Sena were completely different in personality. Sena was quiet and reserved, while Sera was active and outgoing. At this moment, she was sitting with her arms crossed on the windowsill, gazing listlessly at the night view of the Spire district outside the window.

In the distance, the dome of the Nest City still bears the marks of bullet holes and soot from the Green Skin siege.

"...Will it really fly?" Sera suddenly asked without turning her head.

“What?” Sena looked up from the scripture.

“Vera, she really can fly, with white wings.” Sera turned around: “The last living saint in the entire history of the monastery appeared seven hundred years ago. Seven hundred years! And then the Emperor chose the youngest one in our team.”

"Vera, how are you feeling now? Proud?"

Vera paused her needlework.

She said honestly, "I don't think I did anything remarkable. The fire is not mine, it belongs to the Emperor. And the Emperor's fire... was brought by the Master. Without the Master, the Emperor's light cannot penetrate the warp storm."

Vera hesitated for a moment, then added:

“I’m thinking about something. If the lord can pass on the emperor’s power to me, perhaps he can also pass on our piety to the emperor.”

Sera's eyes lit up.

"You mean..."

Vera said softly, “If our faith is pure enough and our loyalty steadfast enough, perhaps one day the Emperor will respond again. Perhaps not through me. Perhaps through any one of you.”

The twins exchanged a glance, and something ignited silently passed between them.

Katarina stood up from the ammunition box.

She walked to the window and looked at the tattered imperial eagle emblem on the dome of the distant capital.

"We will take the oath formally tomorrow."

Night fell over the spire area, and the four nuns went to sleep.

At the same time, in the Governor's Office command center.