Centaur Gold Ring Returns to the World

That was the Regency era, shortly after the end of the Horus Heresy in the Imperium of Man, when the Primarch were disheartened and scattered.

Although many Primarch opposed Lord Regent Guilliman, believing that this was all part of the ambitious man's schemes, using the Codex Astartes to break up the other Legions into Chapter so that he could seize absolute power.

But for such a chaotic Imperium of Man, it seems only Guilliman has the patience and ability to step forward and become Imperium of Man Lord Regent.

Now only Guilliman remains.

In the time that followed, one Primarch after another chose to leave. After successfully eliminating all rebellious forces within the Imperium, only Guilliman remained, struggling to hold on.

(The photo shows Lord Regent Roboute Guilliman (first from right))

Until one day, Lord Regent Guilliman chose to attend a sacrament held Chapter the Blood Angels in Baal —as the last remaining Primarch of the Imperium, he was invited to participate in the Blood Angels' ceremony and, as a guest, hoped to pass on the love and sacrifice of Sanguinius.

He believed that the descendants of Sanguinius, as a Chapter of the Imperium of Man, would certainly serve as a powerful example of dedication and sacrifice for the people of the Imperium of Man who were currently lost in confusion.

Then he witnessed firsthand the Blood Angels' Chapter Sacrament.

--Now it was Guilliman's turn to be confused.

Oh my god, that's terrifying!!!

Before the Chapter's sacrament was over, Guilliman rushed out of the Blood Angels' Fortress-Monastery.

He saw Golden Centaur flying everywhere, and a large group of Blood Angels crawling all over the ground shouting "Sanguinius!" "Mother!" "Mom!"

Is this some kind of inhuman abyss? Or has he been dragged into Slaanesh's Six Rings?

"Stop!"

"Stop it right now!!!"

Although he could sense the extremely peaceful Golden Light emanating from the Golden Centaur, Guilliman still felt physically uncomfortable with the overly intense and horrifying methods used by the Blood Angels in their commemoration.

Monster!

Monsters are everywhere!

--This is no longer some sacred ceremony of the Blood Angels, this is clearly Warp cave in the warp!

"Lord Guilliman, please do not worry about the Centaur Spirit. It was under its guidance that our fleet was able to cross the Warp Storm and reach Terra during the Horus Heresy."

When the Second Imperium was established and it was discovered that Terra still existed, the Lion El'Jonson, because of his prophecy that he would not appear in the final battle, chose to send his troops to the rear of the rebels, almost bombing all the homeworlds of the participating Horus Heresy legions, thereby cutting off their reinforcements.

Guilliman, under the pretext of "I must regroup the forces," stayed in the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar to summon the Ultramarines.

After all, the Warp Storm were still fierce, and none of them had ever imagined that they could traverse such terrifying Warp turbulence to reach Terra.

Only Sanguinius —she and the Blood Angels, by sheer accident, used the <Centaur gold ring> to summon a golden Centaur, and, guided by it, successfully traversed the turbulent Warp to reach Terra.

"It was thanks to the guidance of the Golden Centaur that we were able to reach Terra before the rebels could gather."

"And you! Guilliman, you didn't even show up in Terra! What right do you have to accuse it of being a traitor?"

The words of the Blood Angels struck Guilliman like a dagger.

But Guilliman ultimately decided to seal the Centaur gold ring to the entire Imperium.

That's too dangerous.

While it's now certain that the Warp Entity is not hostile, what if this Centaur is a trap set by Chaos, or perhaps another Chaos being disguised as Centaur to gradually distort the faith of the Blood Angels? How should we respond then?

Guilliman knew perfectly well that although the Centaur gold ring could summon Centaur of unknown origin as guardian spirits, this Warp magic could never be used as a regular means for the Imperium.

After all, the majority of people in this world are still fools.

Having perused the records in the deepest library of the Imperium, Guilliman understood that the Imperium's incapable populace, like his foolish little brother Magnus, would only perceive some Tzeentch Daemon Prince of Tzeentch as...

Even Magnus, with his powerful Psychic Power abilities and extensive knowledge, could have his will twisted by the Warp and plunged into an abyss of no return, let alone mortals with extremely low Warp resistance and self-control.

No matter how many times the Centaur Spirit has aided the Blood Angels Chapter, for the sake of the future of the Imperium of Man, no loophole must be allowed for Chaos to exploit.

In short, Guilliman had to continue to follow the Emperor's established principle of using the "Imperial Truth" as the universal standard for all humanity in the galaxy. In order to prevent unstable Warp magic from spreading throughout the Imperium of Man, he decided to ban all performances related to the "Centaur gold ring".

Is this the right thing to do?

Guilliman muttered to himself as he walked out of his room in the Terra.

The clouds on the horizon seemed to form the shape of Kasgar, giving him a thumbs-up.

[Of course that's absolutely right!]

[Well done, Guilliman!]

The cloud seemed to say to him with a pleased expression.

Baal.

Fortress-Monastery

"Ah~~↑↓↑"

"Our Mother! -- Saint Gilles"

Following Dante, one after another, the Blood Angels stepped forward to express their love for the Gene Mother and vowed to continue fighting to protect everything she cherished.

This legionary custom existed even when Sanguinius was still alive, and even now, ten thousand years later, despite Lord Regent Guilliman banning all performances related to the Centaur gold ring, the Centaur exist only as legends.

However, the Blood Angels' reverence for Sanguinius did not diminish in the slightest.

"The performances were good, and each Chapter had its own unique characteristics."

"But I still feel like something's missing."

Although the Blood Angels' sub-units have made considerable progress in creativity and performance talent, they still seem to be inferior to the Blood Angels of the 30K era that Kasgar knew.

--Not Tang Dynasty enough.

It lacked that certain charm.

As one of only two First Founding in the Imperium of Man with an artistic flair (and only one after the Emperor's Children fell), if we disregard whether these people are a bit too cheesy, they are still quite artistic in terms of content alone.

"Commander, how do you plan to respond?"

Titus asked in the direction of Kasgar, somewhat puzzled.

He was not afraid; Titus had never been afraid.

However, he felt slightly uncomfortable with these Blood Angels, including Dante, whom he idolized.

"It's nothing serious."

"Just watch my performance then."

Kasgar remained noncommittal regarding Titus's doubts.

If anyone were to perform the story of the Centaur gold ring between Kasgar and Fulgrim Kasgar would be so embarrassed he'd dig his toes out of Commorragh mouth.

But Kasgar was confident he could handle the situation in Sanguinius with ease.

As for Horus and the Emperor, Kasgar would have to hold back his laughter for now.

Anyway, it's not me who's embarrassed.

"Next up is a performance by Charlotte, Chapter Master of the Sons of the Phoenix, of <Thirty Years of Baal II Centaur gold ring>."

As the servant announced the start of the show, the extremely tall, gold-and-red Space Marine walked to the front of the stage.

"Wait, what did he say he was going to perform?"

"Centaur gold ring?"

Dante took the parchment scroll from the servant with a puzzled look, and the Rubric written on it immediately stirred up memories in her heart.

That is

This was once the most frequently used hymn repertoire by the Blood Angels when praising their mother, Sanguinius —and countless movements were developed from this repertoire by the Blood Angel.

If this Charlotte Chapter Master truly understands the ancient repertoire that has been lost for nearly ten thousand years, then they are indeed very likely a lost branch of the Blood Angels —a fact that is now beyond doubt.

But no matter what, "The Centaur gold ring" is a play that the Imperium currently officially bans from performance.

Should we interrupt their performance for this?

Dante was torn by this.

The fate of the Blood Angels is now essentially sealed.

According to reports from the front lines, the size of the Tyranid Fleet rushing towards Baal far exceeds that of any other Xenos force they have ever encountered before.

An endless horde of insectoid creatures is about to engulf the homeworld of the Blood Angels.

Although it was not explicitly stated, the many people who had been summoned were already determined to die.

The outcome of their battle will be dire, but in any case, the Blood Angels will fight to the very last moment under the Mother's Radiance.

"Let them continue."

If even Baal is devoured by the swarm in the future, and not a single child of the Blood Angels is left, then what is the point of following the prohibition?

In the ancient legends of the Blood Angels, the Golden Centaur are as powerful and mysterious as Sanguin.

Legend has it that when the Blood Angels are on the verge of annihilation or in a moment of extreme crisis, whenever the Blood Angels Chapter suffering heavy losses in battle, the mysterious warrior known as [Sanguin] will descend from the sky like a golden meteor, just like his mother Sanguinius ten thousand years ago, to save everyone from suffering.

According to the records of the Blood Angels' Chapter Priest, every appearance of Sanguin over the past few thousand years has helped the Blood Angels escape danger.

Some believe that Sanguin was Warp Entity being born from the Blood Angels' deep longing for their beloved mother, Sanguinius; others believe that Sanguin was actually Azkaellon, the captain of the Sanguinary Guard.

As for Dante —she remembered that when she was still called Louise, it was San Sanguin, clad in Golden Armor and radiating a gentle Golden Light, who saved her from the brink of death.

Sanguin: "Yes, it's Mom!"

In Sanguin, little Louise felt a motherly Radiance.

Some say that those are fragments of Angel's soul, continuing to watch over her offspring after her death.

Since Sanguin is such a sacred being, the Golden Centaur who appeared with her must also be the savior of the Blood Angels, right?

"Continue! Don't go up and disturb his performance."

Dante's aged face was serious. She stared intently at Kasgar, who was playing with great intensity on the field, without saying a word.

"Ah ↑↓↑"

"My offspring, you will always be my Centaurus."

Wherever you roam in the future, I will always be by your side.

With the end

Seemingly sensing a fluctuation in the surrounding air, the crowd, enveloped in golden Guanghua, broke down in tears.

The performance was superb.

Although, emotionally speaking, the Chapter Master are confident that they are richer and more passionate than the Kasgar.

But this Centaur gold ring has a magical power that can make everyone who sees or hears it shed tears (laughing until they cry also counts).

Despite Kasgar's moving performance, the Golden Centaur ultimately did not arrive.

However, judging from the pale Golden Ripple emanating from the arena and the intermittent sobs, it seemed to have a rather effective effect.

"What was that just now? Could it be that the Centaur gold ring from before?"

"How could that be! How could their love for their mother be greater than ours! That's absolutely impossible!"

"Waaaaah, Mommy!"

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!"

The entire Fortress-Monastery hall reached a frenzied climax during Kasgar's performance—even the once arrogant Blood Knights or Crimson Angels, who looked down on mortals, wept bitterly when the phantom of Sanguinius appeared in the illusion during Kasgar's performance.

Although Kasgar successfully cured all the Blood Angels of their latent Black Rage defect, unfortunately, because Sanguinius' death remained an indelible scar in the hearts of every Blood Angels, they seemed to have contracted another extremely terrible genetic defect in addition to their Black Rage—

[Mom Rage!]

The Blood Angels need to find their mother immediately!

In their eyes, it was as if the Kasgar show could truly summon Sanguinius back to the real world for them; within the Centaur gold ring, they truly saw the descent of the Blood Angels!

Right before their very eyes!

"Well"

Looking at the Blood Angels before him, who were caught up in fanaticism, Kasgar glanced somewhat awkwardly at the bewildered Titus beneath him.

Perhaps the most suitable way to counter the Leviathan Hive Fleet lies right before him.

The Chapter Sacrament ended amidst wailing and howling.

Finally, Dante, with the strongest willpower, was the first to break free from his yearning for Sanguinius and led the representatives of the various Chapter to recover from their [Mom Rage] state.

As for Kasgar —after his moving performance for his mother, Sanguinius, the enigmatic Sons of the Phoenix Chapter Master Charlotte of the Phoenix was accepted by many Chapter representatives.

They no longer doubted the Sons of the Phoenix's origins, nor did they question whether he was truly a descendant of Sanguinius.

Thus, before the Zerg swarm officially arrived, Kasgar and his Chapter members were assigned to deploy to Baal I.

Before the Leviathan hive army swept through the surrounding star systems, all the planets in the Baal System had already deployed a large number of air defense and ground forces to clean up the mess—but it was clear that under the Leviathan Hive Fleet, which was so vast that it was almost unimaginable, only Baal and his two moons could hold out for a certain period of time.

At this point, the Blood Angels and the representatives of the sub-groups heading to Baal are not really thinking about winning this battle, but rather about delaying for as long as possible to prevent their holy home planet from suffering the misfortune of being used as an incubator by the Xenos.

Even if it means death, I want to die before Baal.

"It seems the Blood Angels don't believe they can defeat the massive Tyranid Fleet either."

"The Leviathan Hive Fleet far exceeds our resistance range—Commander, what should we do to turn this situation around?"

Titus's expression was already very somber.

He didn't believe it, even though he knew Kasgar possessed great strength and intelligence, and even though the Blood Angels Space Marine, with their 60,000 Blood Angels led by the legendary commander Dante, were already one of the most powerful fighting forces in the Imperium.

However, this was still a drop in the ocean compared to the Tyranid Fleet —even if all the Sons of the Phoenix underwent Primaris modifications, they would only number a thousand—it was simply impossible for them to turn the tide of the battle alone.

"Perhaps it was impossible before, but now, before accepting our fate, we need to ask a few questions."

Kasgar brandished his sword and spoke.

"My God! How can you be so talented!"

"But when you call other women 'Mom,' do you ever consider my feelings? Hmm? Answer me, why don't you call me 'Mom' and instead call me Sanguinius?"

I'm jealous!!!

Hey! Can you even acknowledge me?!

Kasgar: "Shut up."

"Tell me if you've found any clues about Fulgrim."

Drawing the somewhat noisy, Laerda, Kasgar asked impatiently, "Where is it?"

"Hmph, you really showed no mercy at all." The voice of the Laerda was still as beautiful and melodious as Fulgrim's. "The clue is in Baal —but I can't sense exactly where it is."

"You mean... it could be Sanguin?"

Kasgar frowned slightly.

Fulgrim covering for her good friend Sanguinius —this isn't out of the question, but Kasgar hadn't recommended her to the Emperor.

It's probably not Fulgrim.

"Never mind, resolving the crisis with the Leviathan Hive Fleet is more crucial right now." With that, Kasgar sheathed his Laerda. "I have a good plan for this."

"If I remember correctly, the Tyranid swarm is a symbiotic organism— the Termagant and Hormagaunt, which are the basic units of the swarm, do not have their own subjective will. They are merely controlled and manipulated by their superiors and do not possess self-awareness."

"Commander, what do you mean?"

"Go find the Blood Angels and get some live, low-level Tyranids for experiments." Kasgar's eyes narrowed, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Let the Sons of the Phoenix form a choir—I want to show the Tyranids if they, like the Blood Angels, will also be searching for their mothers!"