Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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Before he could catch up with the ship, Typhon had already taken all the navigators on the Eisenstein away through the Warriors' Society.

How could a ship without a navigator escape from the center of a bizarre subspace storm?

After boarding the ship and learning the news, Galo could only pray.

I pray that the prophecy of Casca will not come true.

However, just when he was about to think that they were likely to be trapped in this warp forever, a mysterious narrator stepped forward and came to his side.

She called herself Euphrates Kira and was a chronicler.

To be precise, he was the former narrator.

Shortly after the start of the Great Crusade, she traveled among the various legions as a reporter, but the impression of the miracles she had witnessed on Prospero remained in her mind and could not be erased for a long time.

From that moment on, she devoted her life to studying the Emperor—she devoured every book available to her in every legion, all in an effort to find the connection between the golden centaur that had appeared in the theater and the Emperor.

As she continued her research, Qi Le seemed to feel that mysterious golden power more and more... It always followed her, protecting her from the corruption of those evil thoughts.

Guided by some mysterious force, she saw the light emanating from Gara and the mission she was destined to fulfill in the future: to lead him out of the encirclement, to the Holy Terra, and to meet Makado.

Qi Le revealed to him her extraordinary faith—she had a deep and unwavering devotion to the emperor.

—and they believed that the Emperor was a giant centaur.

Galo was also helpless about this.

"Viewing the emperor as a god is not in line with the empire—what?"

and many more?

What did she say an emperor was again?

"You... what did you say an emperor is?"

Just as an imperial purist and the pope of the state religion were debating whether the emperor was man or god without reaching a conclusion, they turned to a third person for his opinion...

—Then the third person suddenly took off his power boxing gloves, revealing an old gold ring on the little finger of his left hand, and told the other two, “The Emperor is neither human nor god, the Emperor is my Centaur,” which was full of surprise and artistry!

What does it mean that the Emperor is actually a golden centaur?

Emperors are pure human beings; to compare an emperor to a demi-human is a great blasphemy against him!

After her initial surprise subsided, Galo loudly rebuked her for this absurd statement.

Galo initially dismissed her claims, thinking it was just another new form of imperial worship.

As a staunch supporter of the Empire's truth, Garo, a combat company commander from the ancient Terran race, simply does not believe in any gods or evil forces in this world.

—Until the plague zombie and the fat Chaos Space Marine appeared before Garo.

In this critical moment when demons appeared and strange things were happening, Galo, having lost all other means of dealing with the situation, could only turn to Qile, the chronicler who had found him earlier.

After all, she was able to foresee the crisis that would befall her and the entire Death Guard Legion. Perhaps... perhaps she really did possess some mysterious ability that could save them from that crisis—

She might be useful, but the Emperor could never be a centaur!

This was Galo's bottom line—he believed that his previous disputes with the Imperial Cult could be put aside for the time being.

Whether the emperor was human or god is another matter, but he could never have been a centaur!

.......

They are centaurs.

Although Garo couldn't believe, and dared not believe, such a statement filled with blasphemous implications, it seemed that in the end, as golden light surged from Qile's body, the imperial miracle truly unfolded before him, and the corrosive liquid on his armor and inside the ship was completely burned away by this scorching golden light...

That...that really does look like a centaur...

"No...it can't be! This shouldn't be happening!"

Galo felt that her worldview was being greatly impacted.

He couldn't accept it, but it was indeed effective.

Under the golden light, the people who were initially panicked by the strange and foul-smelling monsters inside the ship, and even more terrified and helpless because of the plague zombies, gradually calmed down.

The hideous monsters... although they could continue fighting unaffected by Captain Garo's power sword, they were terrified in the face of this golden light, twisting their fat and clumsy bodies in an attempt to avoid the light that illuminated everything.

It's obvious there's no escaping it.

Even the Chaos Space Marines, who considered themselves favored by a great and benevolent father, could only turn into harmless white ashes before this all-encompassing light, disappearing into the world along with the pus and poison they had spread.

Amidst the agonizing screams of those men, the bridge of the USS Eisenstein was once again swept clean.

This deck... Gara had never seen it so clean before.

With the arrival of the great emperor's incarnation—the centaur—Qi Le knelt down, bowing her head devoutly to the centaur that radiated infinite light, and prayed softly like the most devout nun.

However, to Gara, whose hearing was beyond that of ordinary people, the prayers he heard seemed exceptionally... blasphemous.

However, it is effective.

As the plague-ridden fat pig, which he had previously been unable to kill no matter how he slashed, only splattering pus further, was completely annihilated by the Emperor's holy light, cheers like waves resounded throughout every corner of the ship's cabin.

The emperor did not abandon them!

Even in this perilous moment, the Emperor's power can still protect them as they move forward and bless them in defeating evil!

"Qile, are you able to talk to him?"

Gara still refused to call the golden centaur phantom in mid-air the Emperor—it was too blasphemous and too abnormal. If it really was the Emperor incarnate... the entire human empire would be doomed!

"Now that we've lost our navigator, can he help us escape from here?"

"Or is he even capable of killing that traitor Typhon, allowing us to complete our counter-offensive?"

“No… I can sense His thoughts.” Qi Le closed his eyes and said, “He is telling us… this is the domain of that evil creature, and even with His power, it is impossible for Him to survive in this space. Being able to protect this one escort ship is already the limit of His power.”

Even gods are not omnipotent, let alone a centaur shimmering with golden light.

His presence here is largely due to the fact that Nurgle's power is scattered throughout the world. The Dark Gods have too many things to look after, like a house with leaks on all sides. Even with the power of the evil god, they still cannot plug every leak.

This place allows Him to successfully lead them back to the real world, back to the time and space node He wants these people to go to, so that they can complete their mission.

Just then, a crack shimmering with a unique golden light suddenly appeared outside the bow porthole.

"Quickly! Commander! Go through at full speed!"

The captain was overjoyed at the sight and, without caring what might be behind the crevice, ordered his crew to cross it at full speed.

Even if there's an abyss behind it, it's still infinitely better than being infected and turned into a mindless zombie covered in foul-smelling pus!

They'd go anywhere as long as they could escape this cesspool!

"and many more!"

As everyone was caught up in absolute fervor, Gara stepped forward somewhat uneasily and asked, "Where exactly is our ship's destination?"

Where are you leading us?

The golden centaur leaped through the air.

He did not answer Garo's question, even though from all perspectives, His appearance and Casca's revelation of the prophecy were inextricably linked to Garo himself, the company commander.

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

No one could answer him; only the golden light that had successfully emerged from the warp covered every corner of the old frigate.

It blocked and purified all the filth from Nurgle on the ship, as well as the pursuers that followed when they saw the Eisenstein trying to escape.

"The great god of decay, is that the power of the false emperor...? To think he would choose this moment to kidnap Company Commander Gara..."

Typhons muttered to himself in the center of the bridge's command room.

and many more.

If even the combat company commander Garo could be rescued by that pseudo-emperor, wouldn't Mortalian be just as likely to be torn apart by this warp storm?

What if... he might be able to survive?

This is not good—the reason Typhons didn't kill Mortalian before was mainly because he found the guy both tough and resilient, possessing both incredible endurance and considerable lethality.

What if I accidentally deplete my father's credit limit to zero? Wouldn't he kill me on the spot?

Therefore, Typhons decided to choose a safer option – why not just kick him out!

Let the endless turbulence of the subspace sweep him into any spacetime, and consider him dead!

But now that even the false emperor has the power to interfere in the realm of the benevolent father, isn't this...?

"Forget it, there's no need to think about it too much."

Typhons quickly ended his internal strife.

"Clean up the rest of the ships, so that the crew members can feel the grace of a loving father!"

"Once completed, we will reorganize the Death Guard's Space Marines and auxiliary forces! We will then proceed to—Holy Terra!"

......

As for the vanished USS Eisenstein...

Where...will we end up?

Bathed in endless golden light, Company Commander Galo tried to open his eyes to catch a glimpse of the outside world—

The golden light continued to fill his vision... until time passed little by little. It felt like a long time to Gara, but in objective time it didn't seem long at all. The dazzling light dimmed, and everything around him became visible again. He could almost see the ship's configuration reappear in his vision after the light dissipated.

Galo struggled to open his eyes, wanting to see where he had arrived after completing his journey!

What he saw when he opened his eyes to the golden light was just an ordinary-looking planet.

"That is--"

.......

The Signas Galaxy

Deep within the subspace rift.

A corner that no one, not even any god, can observe.

That is where Kabanha is located.

"Spare me... Angel, spare me!"

"what!!!"

Zzzzz!

Another crimson blade slashed across, cutting a huge gash through the demon's brass breastplate once more. It seemed that with this powerful blow, even the demon's body was damaged as a result.

Even with his bloodthirsty regenerative abilities and melee skills, Kabanhar, who prided himself on being the most capable demon under Khorne's command, was utterly helpless against Sangilis.

In particular, the angels are currently in a state of extreme anger.

kill!

Ignoring Carbanha's pleas for mercy, Saint Gilles, though now extremely enraged, still shone with a cold, disdainful light in her eyes. With her next strike, she plunged the spear in her right hand deep into the gap she had just created!

Deadly calmness is a key reason why Khorne favored angels—unlike mindless beasts (not referring to Angron), her anger only makes her calmer, allowing her to tear apart the enemy's weaknesses with tactical thinking and awareness.

Although outwardly there was no difference except for a slightly furrowed brow and a slightly sharper gaze on his stunningly beautiful face, only Kabanha, whose body had actually been torn to shreds, could sense it—

She was furious.

Although this disdainful look actually excited Kabanha,

But while being brutally beaten, he thought about the terrible fate that awaited him if he failed to meet the Skull Master's KPI...

Clearly, even in terms of anger, Kabanha lost this duel.

It was clear that Emperor's angels were more furious and more spirited than the demons of the second brother.

Embarrassing.

Not even bothering to say another word to this idiot and pervert, Saint Gilles pierced the man's heart with his spear, released his right hand from the spear, and with both hands gripping the sword, severed the damned demon's head.

Perhaps this guy didn't die cleanly enough last time; when he died, he even dragged her into the warp, leaving a considerable shadow on the angels.

Therefore, she was extra careful when she killed it this time. She even flapped her wings to get away from it when she completely severed its head, for fear of being caught and taken back into the Four Gods Space.

Fortunately, it seems there is no room for it to repeat its old tricks.

After being beheaded, the demon's head struggled twice and then fell still.

"die!"