The Savior: Hmph, this guy's surrender is so...

Faction?

"Ah—"

Pain! Torment!

"Come, tiny human. Kneel before me, tear open your flesh, and savor this ultimate pleasure!"

Kairis the Defiant raised his ornate spear. The Mist of Pleasure spread, and the tentacles on his body all sank into a frenzy of revelry.

It was like a declaration before a charge—a judgment of pain.

More Greater Daemons squeezed in behind him, the horde of daemons dancing in chaos.

It was an evil power enough to destroy any civilized world.

They could hardly wait to savor human blood and souls.

Kairis had only just begun to grow excited when a terrifying aura swept over him.

It sent a chill through him, and his daemonic body could not help trembling slightly.

The Defiant looked up, as if he had seen some dreadful existence, and immediately backed away several steps.

"Wh-what?!"

Kairis's pupils abruptly contracted.

At that moment, the Imperial forces were silently encircling them from afar.

And in the direction that terrifying aura came from, brilliant golden light was blazing.

In his field of vision, the Adeptus Astartes and war machines held position before the steps of the Imperial Palace in a mountain-shaped formation.

But none of that mattered. What mattered was the abominable existence surrounded by the others, clad in Auramite Armor of Truth, his crimson cloak snapping fiercely.

His majestic gaze made fear rise in the Daemons' hearts.

That was—

The Primarch of Hope, The Savior; the Emperor of Mankind; Demon Eater; Chaos Ravager; Void Storm; Second Sun; Guardian of the Machine Goddess; Destroyer of Swarms; Butcher of the Warp; and the loathsome accursed one!

Bzz—

"What kind of trash dares come to Holy Terra?"

Ron stood at the very front of the battle line, mobilizing his power to release his Psyker Power projection.

The phantom stood before the