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The graffiti-damaged imperial statues once again shimmered with the mirror-like luster of marble, and the fallen hive buildings rose again as if resurrected, displaying a clean appearance he had never seen before in his life.
Even more terrifying were the demons. Those hideous, crimson demons that had been rampaging in the upper levels and slaughtering the common people of the hive were reduced to nothingness in the flames as they howled.
As for old Toki... he could only feel the warmth of the firelight, as if he had returned to the prime of his life.
What kind of miracles are these?
The moment the flames were released, the neighborhood, which had been invaded by a large number of demons, fell silent again... The psionic flames he released instantly turned all the seemingly unstoppable demons to ashes!
—He knows Astartes is powerful, but surely not this powerful?
"grown ups......"
"Hello." The Astartes even turned around to greet him, a lower-ranking man, which made Toch feel flattered. "What time is it now?"
"I'm not quite sure, sir. If the clock is working correctly, it should be a little past 3 a.m. in standard Terra time now."
"...I asked about the year." The emperor's angel seemed somewhat speechless. "What millennium are we in now?"
"The fortieth millennium, my lord."
The fortieth millennium...
The warrior in the purple-gold armor, Kasgar, lowered his head in deep thought.
Waking up to find demons rampaging is not a good sign.
Especially the second moment when he realized he had slept for ten thousand years...
It's even more painful now.
"The name of this planet, and the person in charge of this city."
"Now, tell me everything."
"My lord... the planet we live on is called Byzantium, and this is the Kinna III hive world. Our governor is in the highest tower. If you want to go up, you need to take the elevator from there—"
"Okay, take care of yourself."
Kasgar could no longer stay in this lower-level hive, nor did he have time to spare to protect the old man.
Before leaving, I used psionic flames to burn him, which helped remove years of accumulated ailments from his body. This was the fastest way to help him in a hurry.
Of course, this was just a casual thing for Casca, but for that old Toki... he truly felt the blessing and arrival of a miracle!
All the fatigue and pain vanished in an instant!
What kind of divine power is this?!
Moreover, it's clear that even the angels of the Empire couldn't possess such power and magic to instantly kill all the invading demons and destroy the imperial statue behind them—
Wait, the emperor's statue has been restored!
Looking at the majestic imperial statue that seemed to still radiate a soft light, old Toki was instantly moved to tears.
Possessing divine power, they can slay demons and cure diseases!
In other words...
He is the emperor!
"The Emperor... the Emperor has appeared!!!"
......
elevator?
Casca launched itself into the air like a rocket with a powerful kick, ignoring all the steel bars and scrap metal blocking its way, and headed straight for the upper deck of the hive.
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.
After waking up, Kasgar was also constantly adapting to his surge of power.
The most important thing is the surge in spiritual power.
With the golden-red flames burning in his heart, Casca's combat power is now almost comparable to that of a Primarch like Magnus, and he might even be able to fight against top Primarchs like Horus and Sanguis.
As for the danger of exploding—Casgar moved his body, feeling the power armor that covered his entire body.
This armor appears to be the product of collaboration between the most advanced armorsmiths known to Casgar and an equally great biologist: a power armor that can keep his body from exploding instantly, allowing Casgar to freely unleash psionic flames without fear of exploding to death.
—Kasgar could sense it with his psychic power. In a small, intricate place on the armor was written the beautifully artistic word for "Destiny."
"This master armorer must be Belisarius Caul, and this expert in biology... there is no other candidate besides Melusin."
It's like the original timeline having two super scientists, Caul and Bayer, working together to serve him.
This is truly a blessing for Casca.
"But why did they all go to such lengths to forge this armor of destiny for me, only to wake up in some unknown city?"
There wasn't a single familiar face around; it was all invaded by demons, like beings from hell.
What exactly happened during the 40K era?
Silently climbing upwards, Casgar also observes the hive city and gathers any possible clues.
...It seems that the environment in Hive City is much better in this timeline than in the original 40K.
It's roughly the same as the living environment in the original 30K era, with varying degrees of advantages and disadvantages depending on the specific circumstances, but overall it's about the same.
—The buildings here are very much in the style of Altera, perhaps because Guilliman has been regent for so long that all the worlds have become somewhat Altera-ized.
This point was mentioned by an Imperial Truth Propagandist during the 30K era...
Oh, right, Imperial Truth.
It seems that Chaos had almost exhausted all its cards in the Great Rebellion to barely drag the Emperor into the fray, and apart from Tzeentch's Thousand Sons, Nurgle's Deadly Guard, Slaanesh's Iron Hands, and Chaos's Word Bearers, there were simply not enough Chaos Astartes troops to replenish its forces.
During this period, even if the Dark Gods wanted to cause trouble, they were willing but unable to do so.
Chaos, forbearance!
As Chaos fades away, although the Cult of the Emperor continues to gain faith in the world, without the great enemy of Chaos, the Cult of the Emperor also loses its meaning.
Judging from the structural layout of the hive cities in Casca, none of these hive cities bear the mark of the Imperial State Religion.
"Both Chaos and the State Religion have been suppressed, which could also be the work of Guilliman."
"Never mind, the Governor's Building is just ahead. I'll go ask him myself."
......
"My lord! We discovered unidentified enemies in this area of the lower hive, but they seem to have vanished completely by some mysterious flame not long ago—"
Snapped!
The glass window shattered with a crash, and a fully armed man in purple-gold armor strode straight into the governor's building.
"What a magnificent building! If I didn't know it was the Governor-General of Chaodu, I would have thought it was the Emperor's palace."
Kaska thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."
"Who!...The Emperor's angel? My lord, what brings you here?"
"If possible, may I ask which Space Marine chapter you belong to?"
The bailiffs and guards in the building instantly became obsequious and servile.
An Imperial Angel has arrived in their hive... Although the local planetary governor has also hired a Space Marine as a private bodyguard, these minor figures cannot afford to offend such a big shot.
Battleband.
It's not a legion, it's a warband.
Casca grasped the key words in the other person's words.
It seems that the god-like figure who could instantly destroy all loyalist legions still wrote that holy book.
“These are not the key points. Summon your governor of the Nest City. I have some questions for him.”
.......
"grown ups--"
A splendidly dressed, short and stout old man strode forward with some difficulty to meet the giant-like Casca.
"No need to say much more. Next, I will ask questions, and you will answer."
"Okay, I will answer all your questions to the best of my ability."
"Who is now in charge of the entire human empire?"
“This…” The governor of the city and his attendants looked at each other in bewilderment.
Is this first question really that pointed?
"It is a joint rule by the High Lords. Ever since Regent Guilliman in the thirty-seventh millennium due to a one-on-one duel—"
"Okay, I understand."
Guilliman is that simple and easy to understand.
"What internal and external troubles does the empire currently face? Does Chaos count?"
"Sir... what is chaos?"
"No, has the Zerg swarm already arrived nearby?"
“That’s right, sir. Ultramarines Chapter Master Karlga is currently in Alteramar fighting off the Tyranid swarm invasion.”
"What about that green-skinned... Ulano, or rather, Amigidoton?"
The governor and his attendants exchanged bewildered glances once more.
"Who was the leader of the most recent orc invasion? The Bonecrusher? The Beast?"
"Shaking your head? The beast war hasn't even started yet?"
Casca sensed something was wrong.
Because Guilliman had been operating for over seven thousand years, he had almost everything in place before he fell from grace.
But he could not have foreseen that the problems of the empire would continue to accumulate after he fell into a coma.
In other words, according to the cycle... now is the time for a major outbreak.
"Okay... So who's guarding the Great Vortex now? Is the Chapter Master of Star Claws named Huron?"
"...Reporting to Your Excellency, that is indeed the case." The person in military uniform near the governor answered the question, "Currently, the Empire is negotiating with them regarding their tax resistance."
Oh dear, the Battle of Badab didn't even take place.
"Then... which other Astartes legions participated in the rebellion, and what were their ultimate fates?"
"My lord, I need to look up some information about this."
As he spoke, one of the servants quickly ran behind him.
......
"What? You're saying that Angron and Peturabo established a small empire on the empire's frontier?"
"And because our battle group lacks legion organization, we can't defeat the enemy?"
Oh My God.
There are also rebel legions to fight.
"What about the Black Legion? That guy with the pointed head, Abaddon, does he also frequently launch expeditions into the Empire?"
"What? It's already been launched twelve times? Twelve times in the three millennia that Guilliman has been lying there?"
"So, you're targeting Cardian next???"
Casgar felt the ambition he had when he first woke up was fading away.
How come it all fell on my shoulders?
This is not how you guys should be cleaned up after!
—How about we go back to sleep now?
"...Tell me what the High Lord is called now. I need an answer other than Van Diehl."
The governors looked at each other again in bewilderment.
Then he nodded silently.