Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter :

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  In a desperate battlefield, hope suddenly appears.

   Just like in the endless night, endless light emerges.

   No combatant can forget the scene at this moment.

  Accompanied by the sound of the horn and the golden flash transmitted, a character who moved countless people appeared on the stage.

  He is the son of the emperor, the Lord of Ultramar, the holy thirteen original body, the savior of the empire, the savior of mankind, and the model of the original body-Guilliman.

  The majestic body of the Primarch appeared on the battlefield.

  No Zerg is his enemy, and no Zerg can stop his power.

  His arrival is a symbol of victory.

  His coming is the end of the game.

  His coming will be the end of the enemies of man.

   Calgar thought it was a hallucination before he died, until the honor guard beside Guilliman helped him up.

  He suddenly realized that all this is true.

   "Father!" Calgar shouted with all his strength, "I failed you."

   "No, Calgar, you did it perfectly. Now, you should take a break. I don't want you to attend the celebration banquet with a potion."

   Guilliman said with a smile on his face.

   "No!" said Calgar, "it will never be like that."

   "Pharmacist, take care of him." Guilliman shouted, and a medical team followed his orders and helped Calga down.

   Guilliman looked at the Zerg like a wave and smiled.

   "Fight for the Emperor and slay all enemies," he shouted.

   "Fight for the Emperor."

   "Fight for Guilliman."

   "Fight for the Lord of Ultramar."

  All the communication channels came from the support of their master and all kinds of excited slogans.

  Accompanied by flashes of light, groups of fighters were teleported onto the battlefield.

  Thunderhawk, Stormbird and many other vehicles also swarmed out, transporting batches of imperial troops to the battlefield.

  The Order of the Titans, the Knights, the Mechanicus, and many other troops were sent to the surface one by one to start the encirclement and suppression of the Tyranid Zerg.

  They launched attacks on the enemy on all fronts, like a crushing iron fist, with unparalleled will to destroy all enemies who tried to stop them.

  Guilliman stepped on the battlefield, and wherever he went, people burst into cheers.

  Those terrifying Zerg would collapse in front of him.

  The emperor's sword in his hand became brighter and brighter.

  Golden flames burst out, resplendent and bright.

  The golden flame also rises as the sword is swung, turning into a golden fire dragon.

   Sweeping all the enemies of mankind in front of him.

   This is the blessing of the overall will of mankind to him, allowing him to possess unparalleled and terrifying power.

  Wherever it passes, everything will be destroyed.

  The human will is unstoppable and destroys everything.

  Guilliman was wearing azure power armor.

  Etched with the double-headed eagle emblem representing dignity and empire.

  The Destiny Armor contains the most cutting-edge technology of the empire and the mysterious technology of the Eldar. Even the sound of the joints is as charming as a mysterious rhythm.

  The cloak fluttered behind him, as if cheering continuously for a supreme monarch to come to the battlefield.

   The giant Zerg beast roared enough to shake the world, making people's ears ache.

  They tried to kill the imperial leader who came to the battlefield.

   Gathered up like a tide, and then went straight to Guilliman's place.

  However, they underestimate the love and respect humans have for this Supreme Leader.

  There was no way they would sit back and let Guilliman suffer any harm.

  The troops spontaneously gathered around Guilliman to defend him from the terrifying offensive that could crush him.

  But there is no fear on their faces, and all the faces are the happiness of getting what they want.

   To die for the savior of mankind is not a sad thing, but a matter of great honor.

   The Zerg's final counterattack failed.

  Guilliman completely crushed their attack, and the huge biological titan was chopped into ashes by his sword.

  The long sword swept across, and all the souls were reduced to powder.

  The will of the hive suffered unimaginable damage.

  Guilliman not only severely damaged its body, but also severely damaged its soul.

  Every time a Tyranid creature is lost, the Worm Mind feels like it is being burned by fire, making it extremely painful.

  In the end, the hive mind even began to fear Guilliman's existence and the harm he would bring.

  The Tyranid creatures fled in all directions, preferring to die under the guns of others than to be beheaded by Guilliman.

  Sicarius, Phycles surrounded their lord, fighting with their swords without stopping for a moment, intending to kill all enemies.

   Those Tyranid creatures who escaped the slaughter of Guilliman could hardly escape their strangling.

  A Zerg creature with arthropods pounced on Sicarius, but was pierced through the head by the power sword.

  The power field instantly crushed the head of the Zerg, turning it into a mass of rotten meat.

  He fired the last bomb, and before the warning rune popped out, the clip flew out.

  New clips were loaded into the bolter in the blink of an eye.

  Accompanied by a roar, the explosive shell shot out and smashed an agile knife insect to pieces.

  After activating the Emperor's Angels War Engine module with the help of Guilliman's Heart.

  The strength of Sicarius is becoming more and more terrifying, sweeping everything, making it difficult to rival.

  The same is true for Phikris. During the long battle, he also activated the most precious gift given by the Primarch, and possessed a terrifying power unimaginable by the world.

  Wherever they passed, the Zerg were killed.

  A gene stealer tried to sneak attack, but was shot by Phikris, who had already sensed it.

  The explosive bomb made a loud noise, directly shattering the biological carapace on the opponent's chest.

   A painful howl sounded.

   The Genestealer tried to escape in pain.

   But Phikris has already rushed up, the speed is so fast that it is overwhelming.

  Waving the long sword in his hand.

  Before the gene stealer had time to react, Phikris cut off his body.

  The arrival of Guilliman made the human survivors on the battlefield excited.

   Witnessing that no matter how powerful a giant beast is, it is vulnerable to a single blow in front of the Primarch, after being beheaded by it at will.

  Excited emotions flowed on the bodies of all soldiers.

  Muscle soreness and exhaustion disappeared without a trace.

  Infinite power emerges from the heart, and the whole body seems to be reborn.

   "Victory."

   "Guilliman will win."

   "The Lord of Ultramar will win."

  The communication network is full of cheers.

  All the survivors gathered in a counterattack formation, and launched an attack on the defeated Zerg with the support troops.

   An unrivaled confidence surged in every heart.

  With the Primarch at the helm, nothing can stand in their way.

   "Rush, for victory." Hawke yelled, one of his arms had been broken, hanging on his shoulder, but this did not affect his charge in the slightest.

   His face was also full of tears.

  The 502 regiment did not have one out of ten, and all the remaining soldiers were injured.

   Political commissar Abel died on the front line, and Hawke watched his body be torn apart.

  Sometimes, Hawke hates the so-called political commissar.

   But he had to admit that the other party was really brave and outstanding.

  If he can survive, he will definitely become a top-level figure in his own right in the future.

  Unfortunately, his luck was a little bit worse.

   Originally, Abel, who was the political commissar, was in the rear, so logically speaking, the danger would not be that great.

  After the void shield fell, the Tyranids launched an attack on the rear of the empire.

  A large number of sporangia exploded in the rear, and many imperial troops were damaged as a result.

  As the political commissar, Abel was also unfortunately within the range of being attacked by the enemy.

   Countless Zergs overwhelmed him and his guards.

  Abel did not flinch, but fought the Zerg with a weapon to the last moment.

   Old Jon died too.

  He lost his life in order to tell stories about the so-called heroes of the Empire.

  Hawk wants to save him.

   But when he arrived, his body had been torn to pieces.

  Kakal followed Hawke with a weapon, shouting as well, and launched a counterattack with many imperial soldiers.

  This once naive poet, who only wanted to create poems, no longer has the innocence and ignorance of the past.

  Behind the hymn of the hero is endless sorrow, the corpses strewn across the field, the departure of comrades-in-arms, and the parting of brothers.

  All the pain in the world is the pain on the battlefield.

  Kakal has witnessed what the war epic he once pursued was like.

  In such a terrifying dark age background.

  Countless men and women did everything in their power to keep the Empire alive.

   "Great Guilliman," he shouted.

   Only by witnessing the dark war can one understand how important Guilliman is to the empire.

  Kakal once also had doubts about Guilliman's reform policy.

  When he saw countless men and women sacrificed for trivial victories.

   When he saw those corpses lying in the trenches, torn apart by the Zerg.

  He understood the meaning of everything.

  Those high and mighty far from the battlefield will never understand.

   All they care about is their own power.

  Any sacrifice can be branded by them as loyalty to the Emperor.

  They don't care about the life and death of the bottom.

  They think they are loyal, so they must get power.

  Guilliman took their power away, in their view, they were persecuting their loyalists.

   would not care why Guilliman took away their power.

  The only thing they can see is Guilliman persecuting them.

   Persecution of loyalists of the Empire.

   To seize the throne of the Emperor.

   Can't feel it at all, what Guilliman cares about is the entire empire, the entire human race.

  The two sides do not stand in the same dimension, so it is naturally difficult to understand each other.

   experienced such a brutal and **** battle.

   Kakar has completed his transformation.

  From that weak poet to a warrior full of courage and talent.

  He will follow the great Primarch until the end of his life.

  The victory of mankind cannot be held back.

  The Zerg that landed on the surface were vulnerable to powerful reinforcements and were destroyed in a desperate manner.

   Accompanied by the howl of the last Zerg.

  The defense of Vittoria came to an end.

   Of course this is not the end.

  The Zerg they wiped out was only part of the Behemoth fleet.

   It will take some time to completely solve these visitors from outside the galaxy.

  The imperial fleet has launched a siege on Behemoth.

  The huge number of imperial warships will sweep all the Tyranids until they are completely destroyed.

  After the battle, Guilliman returned to the capital city of Vitria.

  At this moment, those survivors have learned of the Primarch's arrival.

  They came from all directions, and each one was so excited that it was hard to restrain.

  Wherever Guilliman passed by, those people were shouting excitedly

  All were cheering Guilliman's name.

   The noisy sound waves followed one after another.

   "Look at him, the great savior." A ragged woman tried her best to hold up her child, "Remember him, child."

   Many more were too excited to speak.

  Wherever Guilliman looked, everyone shed tears.

  A man with dirty clothes and a stench was also howling in the crowd.

  If someone you know is here, you will definitely recognize it.

  He was the beggar who called Guilliman a traitor.

  A man who used to be the governor but was deprived of everything and banished to the bottom.

   At this point, all the foul language has disappeared.

  The man who witnessed the primarch's heroic appearance was so excited that he wept.

  He prostrated himself on the ground and begged the Emperor to forgive his crime.

   How insane is it to allow himself to insult a great Primarch.

  (end of this chapter)