Emperor, Come Pick Up Your Son and Take Him Back to the Imperium!

"My Lord, I have selected a finely crafted Power Whip made by a Grand Sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus. Do you find it suitable?" World quickly retrieved a finely crafted Power Whip from the Emperor's Dream's cargo hold for the Emperor to inspect.

"Hmm, while not perfect, it's barely adequate for a Primarch's status. After all, it's a weapon I personally blessed," the Emperor added shamelessly to comfort himself. He was, after all, recognized by the Adeptus Mechanicus as the earthly incarnation of the Omnissiah, the Emperor.

"Depart. Let us bring my son back to the Imperium." Believing preparations were complete, the Emperor waved his hand and set off towards Lycaeus.

"Yes, my Lord." World heard this and immediately began commanding the Adeptus Custodes fleet to escort the massive Emperor's Dream into sub-light travel, speeding towards their destination.

Under sub-light travel, they would only need about half an hour to arrive.

Lycaeus, High Tower.

"Hmm, could unifying a planet truly summon the invincible Golden Giant?" Sandman carefully sensed the Psionic Energy that had just swept over him, confirming it was the Emperor's Psionic Energy.

Although that brilliant golden Psionic Energy was very well concealed in its application, it still caught Sandman's attention. It was because the dark, mysterious bead wrapped in gold within Sandman's body reacted.

"I wonder if Korax sensed it too?" Sandman was somewhat uncertain. Korax's Shadow Power was not bad, but in terms of Psionic Energy application techniques, the Emperor was leagues ahead of Korax.

"Korax, did you sense it?" Sandman walked into the former Lord of the High Tower's room and asked.

The Lord of the High Tower's corpse had already been dragged away. As for his guards, they had naturally all died in the encirclement by the Raven Guard and Shadow Kill.

"Sense what???" Korax was confused. He had been busy with other matters and hadn't felt anything unusual.

Hiss, this yellow-skinned... pfft, is this Emperor really that strong? Sandman thought inwardly, taking a sharp breath.

"Boss, Giava has announced unconditional surrender," Nexer's communication came through.

"Uh, your dad is here," Sandman said.

"Ah..." Nexer, who had just connected, was completely bewildered. His dad? His dad had died long ago?

"Oh, oh, I wasn't talking about you. I meant, Korax's dad has come looking for him," Sandman explained.

"Ah, my father, the monarch who rules a vast Imperium and possesses countless massive fleets?" Korax was also a bit dazed. Although he had heard about this from Sandman before, it still felt too sudden.

"Yes, he's here. I sensed his Psionic Energy, and he'll be here soon. Look at the sky," Sandman said, pointing to the sky.

A golden fleet, as if forged from pure gold, suddenly appeared in the void. The flagship, a carrier as massive as an asteroid, brought an unparalleled sense of pressure.

The anti-air systems on Lycaeus and Giava began to blare their alarms frantically. Compared to the pressure brought by the terrifying fleet overhead, the anti-air systems on these two planets seemed laughably like toys.

"Cancel the anti-air system alert. Transmit information to them in clear text, welcoming the great Lord of the Imperium of Man," Sandman suggested to Korax.

"Alright, we'll do as Boss says." Korax didn't object.

"Let's go. We'll go meet the great Lord of the Imperium. I happen to have some questions for my fellow countryman!" Sandman gritted his teeth slightly, emphasizing the last two words.

Following Sandman's suggestion, Korax walked with him to the landing pad outside the High Tower.

A large, slender spaceship flew towards them. Laser turrets, heavy bolters, and missile pods were installed on the top and sides of the hull, all indicating that this was a heavily armed, large transport vehicle.

This terrifying war behemoth was none other than a versatile Stormbird transport used by the Imperium Legions for transport and various aerial missions during the Great Crusade.

Clearly, the Stormbird flying towards them was a transport model, capable of carrying 50 fully armed Astartes warriors or 5 Dreadnoughts at once.

Thump... The Adeptus Custodes' piloting skills were incredibly reliable. The massive hull landed very steadily, without the slightest bump.

As the front cargo bay door of the Stormbird opened, two squads of guards in golden armor descended and lined up on either side. One squad was entirely clad in bright golden armor, their slender helmets topped with crimson plumes fluttering in the wind, and their Guardian Spears exuding a chilling aura.

The armor of the other squad was slightly dimmer, and they were considerably shorter than the Adeptus Custodes beside them. The most striking feature was that this squad was composed entirely of women. Their smooth foreheads bore a bound, upward-sweeping lock of hair. Unlike the Adeptus Custodes, they did not wear helmets, only a light golden respirator grille below their noses.

These two squads were the Emperor's right and left hands, known collectively as the Emperor's Claws: the Adeptus Custodes and the Sisters of Silence.

Good heavens, are these the finely crafted action figures the Emperor made himself? Sandman looked curiously at these golden corn cobs, clearly more than half a head taller than the Sisters of Silence.

Every Adeptus Custodes of this era was personally augmented by the Emperor, with only about ten thousand in the entire galaxy.

The other squad, which made the surrounding Raven Guard feel uneasy, was the renowned anti-psyker unit of the Warhammer Universe, composed entirely of female Untouchables.

Untouchables, also known as Soulless, had no trace of existence in the Warp. They even formed a psychic black hole around themselves, which could devour the souls of ordinary people who stayed too long. They were the natural enemies of all psykers. Their unique anti-psyker field caused psykers extreme discomfort, and powerful Soulless could even prevent psykers from doing anything at all.

Sandman's eyes immediately lit up as he looked at the Sisters of Silence, almost having the words "I want them, give them to me!" written on his face.

"Compared to the Grey Knights, I prefer professional units like the Sisters of Silence," Sandman's gaze, unashamedly directed at the Sisters of Silence beside him, was so intense that even the Adeptus Custodes were ignored.

His fervent gaze even drew the attention of the Sister of Silence squad leader.

Dong... With a unique sound, the Sister of Silence captain retracted her gaze and began to maintain a serious demeanor.

The Emperor was about to emerge.