The Savior: Don't be afraid, I'll give the Grey Knights

The Master of Mankind was gone!

Kaldor Draigo stared at the magnificent throne, unprecedented Fear showing in his eyes.

"Could it be that the Master of Mankind no longer fulfilled his duty, that he had come down from the throne completely and fled the Imperial Palace?

"So The Savior, like the Sigillite Malcador, had no choice but to ascend the throne and use his own body, his own life, to suppress the darkness from the Warp?"

The thought rose in Kaldor Draigo's mind, and his heart felt as if it had been seized by an invisible hand.

This was no longer merely dealing with The Emperor's dark avatar. This was opposing his Dark Side itself!

But if that had happened, then The Emperor, the Master of Mankind, should already have ascended as the Dark King.

Yet his Psyker Power senses had found no trace of the Dark King in the regions connected to the Warp.

Humanity had not been corrupted on a massive scale either, turning into a new Warp entity.

Then Kaldor Draigo thought of another possibility:

"Or perhaps this Savior was consumed by lust for power, corrupted by Chaos, and with the aid of the gods of the Warp, used some method to usurp the might of the throne.

"If so, then where exactly had the Master of Mankind gone?"

No matter which possibility it was, it meant the Imperium and humanity had reached their most dangerous moment—and what were they Grey Knights supposed to do?!

Bzz—

The Golden Throne trembled.

In the vision of this Supreme Grand Master of the Grey Knights, that magnificent machine was covered in vast Warp energy.

Golden and black arcs of lightning intertwined and devoured one another.

The Savior, the Emperor of Mankind, wore Auramite armor and sat upon the throne like