Emperor Incarnate?

Plague, death.

A curse from which humanity cannot escape.

From the moment of birth, the fear of death lingers in the heart of every human being, only subsiding when it actually arrives.

The rise and fall, life and death of all things are governed by established principles.

But there are always those who attempt to defy this inevitable fate.

Some things refuse to face death.

Even knowing that resisting death would lead to a curse far more terrible and ugly than death itself, they would still gladly accept it.

They must accept it willingly; it is the ultimate reward for being Nurgle Cultist.

Only those who can become numb and foolish from the extreme pain of being unable to live or die, and find solace in this, can possibly become a member of the Garden of Nurgle.

The putrid blood turned into pus, and the decaying flesh coalesced into an immortal abomination.

The monster, which should have been extinct countless years ago, has been summoned again amidst people's fear.

Pain, numbness, finding pleasure in suffering.

This is the path that all the undead infected with the plague must take.

No one questions why illness must exist; they all have to endure it, endure the extreme pain, and then face their own numbness and morbidity.

Only this is eternal.

Every Nurgle Cultist would comfort themselves with the thought that this was the best possible outcome compared to falling into the hands of other dark gods—trusting in the Father's gift!

With eternal life and immortal bodies, as long as they learn to deny themselves and deceive themselves, they see this cesspool-like world as a paradise.

Despair is the underlying tone of this world.

All the Nurgle need to do is enjoy the moment, enjoy the present—who cares about the deluge!

--Actually, this is fine, isn't it?

No.

He refused the tragic fate imposed upon humanity.

Humans do not need to crawl; they can heal their own ailments, and they can use their wisdom to explore the vast and boundless cosmos.

Your words and malice cannot force my people to submit to you!

He stood up and used the flames to cleanse his body of filth.

He decided to purify the world.

Let the solace in despair be replaced by the true will to fight, and let humanity believe that, apart from becoming an immortal monster, they have another possible option that has been forgotten for countless years.

To live as a true human being in this world filled with chaos and despair!

Leading countless like-minded companions, he began to cleanse the world of corruption.

Over millennia, the entanglement of countless roots has created a complex web of power. Though the immortal will be consumed by its raging fire, the monster's pus and toxins have corrupted this world for far too long.

But he still firmly believed that he could cleanse the world of its corruption.

The raging fire will burn this corrupt Garden of Nurgle to the ground as swiftly as a knife cutting through tangled hemp.

Just as he expected.

He will definitely win.

Warp often create illusions for Kasgar.

But whether it was ten thousand years ago or now that he has fully awakened, this is the first time that he has been able to bring such a clear, realistic illusion to Kasgar.

[Warp complete, have arrived at destination: Parmenio System]

This place is now a crucial stronghold for the Nurgle's Demon Army's advance, with tall, steep towers forming the main body of the city's architecture. They are all the same height and design, tightly packed together.

Under the Death Guard's artillery barrage, the shattered outer walls and unstable reinforced concrete with some cracks collapsed in the middle of the road, and had not yet been completely cleared away.

Although the garrison at Parmenio continues to protect the city from traitorous attacks, Nurgle has already begun to take hold within the city and among the panicked crowds, fueled by the enemy's poisoning.

The corruption of Nurgle first began to spread in the northern part of the Extreme Star Zone.

Based on this Chaos, the Nurgle Daemon first spread their corruption through the influence of the Corruption Cult, gradually taking root in remote star systems unnoticed by ordinary people while the Ultramarines were focused on dealing with the invading Tyranid Fleet.

Ultimately, when the complex and bloated bureaucracy of the Imperium of Man received the signal, people could only discover in horror that the three star systems in this Extreme Star Zone had become Nurgle Daemon's Garden of Nurgle of iniquity.

In the last Astropathic Communication, only the desperate and painful screams of the other party could be heard.

Like the most delicious dish, the fear and despair of mankind, and the service they provide, can replenish the vitality of Nurgle God, who was extremely weak due to the depletion of the Great Crusade Chaos, and strengthen His undead army.

Today, these three star systems are collectively known by humankind as the [Calamity Stars]. As they transform the local area into the Garden of Nurgle, they also use it as a base to unleash their corrupting armies throughout the Milky Way.

A massive, all-powerful demonic army, comprised of endless streams of Nurgle Daemon and Cultists Death Guard, is wreaking havoc across the eastern part of the galaxy.

As for the current internal situation of the Calamity Stars, according to the words of the captured mad Cultists, the Great Unclean One Kurgas, most favored by the Father, is using the Plague Cauldron given to him by the Father to brew a powerful virus capable of corrupting Guilliman.

Soon, everything will fall apart, and even Lord Regent Guilliman will be embraced by his loving father!

"But despite this, these inferior Warp Entity never dared to attack Macragge."

He held these guys in utter contempt for those who only dared to cause trouble when the Ultramarines were locked in battle with the Zerg swarm.

"These traitors are roaming the outskirts of the Extreme Star Zone —they don't dare attack the heavily guarded Imperium forces, but instead attack some poorly defended remote planets."

"They won't mobilize in such large numbers until most of the Ultramarines are forced to engage in battle due to the influx of the Tyranid Fleet."

Although the Ultramarines (and their sub-groups) were numerous enough to instill despair in any faction, Nurgle's Demon Army also deployed its demon reserves, accumulated over nearly ten thousand years.

The two Great Unclean One, Rotigus the Rainfather and Kugas the Father of Plagues, each lead a massive army of Nurgle Daemon.

Meanwhile, the Death Guard army, led by Legion Commander Perturabo the Chosen of Nurgle, marched in three columns toward Macragge, the Ultramarines' homeland, which was currently weakened by the fight against the Zerg swarm.

Despite the large number of Blue Smurfs, Nurgle also has a legion-sized army of Space Marine traitors.

Death Guard

Theirs were also legion-sized, and they possessed a true legionary structure that could not be destroyed by the Codex Astartes.

Although the Ultramarines did have a numerical advantage in their sub-companies, unfortunately, the Codex Astartes split the Legion into Chapter, and with Guilliman falling into a coma due to severe injuries, the various Ultramarines Chapter were unable to achieve effective coordination.

Although there were indeed many people, each member of the subgroup was indeed under the command of the Ultramarines.

However, the numerous Space Marine, lacking experience in legion cooperation, fought like scattered soldiers, and their makeshift legions were quickly overwhelmed by the coordinated army of Death Guard, Nurgle Daemon, and Cultists.

"Soldiers do not know their generals, and generals do not know their soldiers."

Kasgar was quite frustrated with the reports he had received of the Ultramarines suffering repeated defeats.

The bloated and inefficient Ultramarines and their sub-groups were no match for the Death Guard, who maintained their old structure and were even more powerful under the blessing of Nurgle.

To prevent legion commanders like Horus and Philus from launching another rebellion, the once-proud Sons of War have now become somewhat useless.

However, the advantage lies in the fact that the Blue Smurfs can reorganize their army countless times and put it back into battle with sufficient troops.

Despite being able to wipe out Ultramarines multiple times, a steady Chapter of new recruits seems to be returning to the battlefield from various star systems in the Extreme Star Zone to take over the fighting.

In this situation where the Blue Smurfs were desperately resisting the Nurgle invasion with their own lives, a bizarre stalemate actually formed.

Your Nurgle's Demon Army is constantly being depleted, while my Ultramarines are endless!

"It seems the situation is indeed still very serious."

Seeing that none of the sub-team Chapter Master were willing to submit to each other, there was a lack of someone capable of commanding the overall situation and facing the overwhelming Nurgle's Demon Army.

Faced with this dire situation, Kasgar naturally needs to find someone with sufficient influence, whether it be Imperial Truth or the Ecclesiarchy. He must first calm all the Imperium citizens who have fallen into a state of panic.

There is only one Ultramariner, Calgar, who is currently at the forefront of the battle against the endless Zerg hive fleet.

Even if he does manage to return in time, he will only be the leader of a First Founding.

In terms of sheer strength, he is indeed quite good for Chapter Master, but if he wants to truly revitalize the Imperium suffering from the plague in the Extreme Star Zone, a First Founding Chapter Master is far from enough.

At least a sufficiently charismatic and Loyalist, or even Primarch divine miracle performed by the Imperium itself, would be needed for people in despair to understand that the Emperor still protects them.

In any case, Kasgar must find new beacons for mortals and Space Marine who lack faith and hope amidst the raging plague.

Compared to himself, an old hero from ten thousand years ago, Kasgar had a better candidate.

According to the original novel of the Plague Wars, that person appears here.

On the battlefield of the planet Parmenio, a mortal girl with divine powers is about to appear.

--That being who, according to legend, could purify the well waters corrupted by Nurgle, could bring miracles to the mortal realm, and could rescue Guilliman from the clutches of Nurgle when he was besieged by them.

As for her true identity, only Kasgar knows it now.

That would far surpass the so-called Living Saint of the Ecclesiarchy --

Loli Emperor!!!

Nothing could be more inspiring than this.

"What!!!"

"Why don't we leave here?"

"Kasgar, but I'm still so worried about you. What if you turn into one of those disgusting monsters too?"

"Kasgar? Your target this time isn't that little girl with divine powers you mentioned, is it?"

"Could it be that you actually like that type?"

Fulgrim leaned on Kasgar's shoulder as if she had suffered a great blow. "Is it that my body is no longer able to satisfy you?"

"Of course! Look at yourself, you've looked exactly the same after ten thousand years. How could you possibly bring any novelty to Kasgar?"

As she spoke, she deliberately fiddled with her snake-like tail, striking a rather alluring pose.

"You!"

"You stoker! Get away from Kasgar!!!"

With another provocation from the left-hand Fulgrim, the two Fulgrim fighting on Kasgar clashed again.

"Well."

The moment the power boots touched the ground, Kasgar felt the struggle between the two blades in his hands, and he truly felt that he had made it in his life.

As he slowly descended the city walls, he saw that the Astra Militarum stationed there seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at Kasgar's arrival.

Unfortunately, these ordinary people were unaware that the more troops that arrived, the bigger the trouble would become.

In his view, the invincible Ultramarines Second Captain Cato Sicarius was leading tens of thousands of powerful Space Marine to the planet Parmenio to provide support.

With their reinforcements, it's unlikely that even a multitude of Chaos Daemons and traitors could defeat the powerful and loyal Space Marine!

"Great Ultramarines! Please, save us from this suffering!"

"By the Emperor! He has sent us Angel!"

"Thank you Emperor. Thank you Guilliman. Thank you, Ultramarines."

Amidst the enthusiastic and eager cheers of the crowd, numerous Space Marine entered the government hall in the center of town, accompanied by a simple welcoming ceremony.

The attendees at the banquet, or rather the meeting, included not only the leaders of the various Ultramarines' sub-companies, but also generals from the Astra Militarum, Grand Master from the Titan Cult, Grand Master from the Adeptus Mechanicus, and various high-ranking officials from multiple Imperium orders.

The content of the meeting is not difficult to understand: during previous intelligence gathering, it seems that the chief Greater Daemon from Nurgle, Ku'gath, has already joined forces with Perturabo, the legion commander of the Death Guard.

They are about to launch an attack on their Governor's city from the battlefield of Parmenio, aiming to destroy all its defenses in one fell swoop.

"What were our previous encounters with the enemy like?"

"That's bad," Sicarius said, somewhat indignantly. "According to the intelligence I've received, that demon's strength should not be underestimated."

Kugas was already quite powerful, and on top of that, he also possessed the Chaos Artifact Nurgle's Cauldron, bestowed upon him by Nurgle.

Not to mention that there are many other Great Unclean One demons in the Nurgle's Demon Army who are just as troublesome and have extremely strong regenerative abilities as him.

Unless possessed by Emperor, this battle will be extremely difficult.

"Everyone, if you have any better solutions, please feel free to discuss them."

Everyone fell silent, except for Charlotte, the Chapter Master of the Sons of the Phoenix, who raised her hand in response.

"Wait, Sicarius."

Just as the Second Captain was about to arrange the garrison areas without objection, Kasgar raised an objection.

"Our soldiers are now facing horrors they can hardly imagine—more than battle plans, I believe they need a belief that can inspire everyone's morale."

Not long ago, the forces of Chaos and demons were nothing more than heretical legends that could not possibly exist in the real world, in the eyes of the citizens of the Imperium.

"After logging into Pamela, I heard some rumors."

She was a girl blessed by the Emperor —she could unleash golden Psychic Power energy to defeat her enemies.

According to Kasgar, even if the little girl is not the Emperor Incarnate, the arrival of such a powerful and infectious miracle will greatly boost the morale of the defenders.

Although most Ultramarines and their sub-groups are absolute supporters of the Imperial Truth.

(In their view, the disgusting Nurgle Daemon were merely Warp Entity, not gods or demons.)

"There is indeed a record of purifying polluted water sources, but whether the rumor of defeating enemies is true has not yet been confirmed."

An Imperium bureaucrat answered Kasgar's question.

"The Imperial Cult Priest Mathieu, stationed here, has made contact with the girl and ordered the nuns to protect her from the frenzied crowd."

"Quick! Find that little girl!"

"Whether the other party is genuine or not, the people of the Imperium today need a beacon that gives them hope!"

Kasgar's suggestion was immediately adopted by Sicarius.

The Imperial Army and ordinary people today certainly need a leader of faith.

But their actions seemed to lag behind those of the spontaneous citizens of the Imperium.

Tens of thousands of people flocked to the scene. The weary human beings once again gathered Dreadnought under the open sky.

The nuns led the saint to the Golden Throne and then to the city wall. The inhabitants on the other side shouted, and she was surrounded by glittering light. The enemy stopped there and fled in disarray.

As for the girl sitting on the throne, her long golden hair obscured her face, making it impossible for Kasgar to see her clearly, and even Psychic Power couldn't detect her condition.

But there was always a very familiar feeling about it.

It was as if she had met Kasgar before.

"Tell Priest Mathieu and his nuns that the Ultramarines are willing to cooperate with the Imperial Cult."

"Let's take her back to the church. In this time of crisis, we need a Living Saint to protect all the people of the Imperium who are in despair."

As they spoke, seemingly meeting each other's gazes, just as Kasgar was negotiating with the priests and nuns of the Imperial Cult, the girl on the throne spoke.

I want to meet with him alone.

She said this to the accompanying pastor beside her.

"You recognized me?"

After the parade ended, Matthieu arranged for the little girl, who was considered the Emperor Incarnate, to accompany him into a secret chapel in the church.

"I don't know your name, Saintess."

"But now you are truly the Emperor Incarnate? If so, what do you want to tell me?"

"Or is it that the mysterious power you're currently experiencing isn't controlling your actions?"

The girl spoke.

She helplessly tossed her long hair to one side, revealing her pale blue eyes filled with resignation.

"--No."

"I am Guilliman."