Authentication Mission

[The Database contains a vast amount of human technological knowledge. The host may gain access to the Database by completing relevant authentication missions. The Lord of Dominion Template can help the host gather faith. The more living beings who acknowledge the host, the stronger the power bestowed upon the host. The host may view the data of individuals who acknowledge the host, but cannot view those who acknowledge other Chaos Gods. Please proceed with caution.]

[The Assistant Spirit can answer your questions and assist with any Database knowledge you are able to access.]

"There's no shop? No ten-pull?" Guilliman's heart sank.

Without some ridiculously overpowered feature, how was he supposed to fight those traitorous Primarchs?

How was he supposed to fight the Four Gods??

Wasn't this Cheat a joke?? What use was an assistant like this??

The Chaos Gods were practically at six items and already pushing the crystal, yet this was the Cheat he got!!

There was no way to play this. Guilliman just wanted someone to ask the Four Gods' imperial army whether surrendering would let him lose only half as badly!!

[This assistant is a proper assistant and does not possess those messy, nonsensical functions.]

"Fuck, seriously? Even the clubs know that being proper doesn't put food on the table anymore. You're a system—don't you know how to adapt?"

Guilliman desperately wanted to voice the sheer disbelief in his heart.

Wasn't this simply sending him to his death!!

Without top-tier Cheat assistance, Chaos was strong in both troops and resources, while the Imperium had Xenos, infighting, and a whole swarm of monsters and maniacs lurking in the shadows.

[This assistant trusts the host. Please work hard, host.]

"What fucking use is your trust in me? I don't even dare trust myself."

Guilliman ranted wildly in his mind.

It trusted him??

Even someone as absurdly powerful as the Emperor had ended up sitting on the Golden Throne. Wouldn't everyone else be even more doomed?

This was absolutely no joke.

The Emperor was the kind of person who came with a protagonist template.

In terms of strength, he had strength. His Psyker power was so great that he could extinguish stars, and the Four Gods had to join forces to deal with him.

In terms of strategy, he crushed every kind of Xenos, beat down every warlord, and completed the great undertaking of unification.

In terms of ideology, he had once been a religious charlatan before personally carrying out a campaign to destroy the gods.

In terms of achievements, he unified humanity, established the Astronomican, laid the foundation for the Imperium's ten-thousand-year reign, and came within a hair's breadth of completing the ultimate vision of universal ascension.

Honestly, Guilliman had never seen a novel capable of writing such an overpowered protagonist.

Yet even a figure like that had ended up on the Golden Throne, suffering ten thousand years of torment after joining forces against the Four Gods and the traitors.

Who dared claim they could do better than the Emperor??

With a Cheat like this, he could not win. At best, he could delay death for a while, but in the end, he would still die.

"My lord."

Guilliman had been lost in thought until Saint Celestine's voice pulled him back from the world of his thoughts.

Celestine's voice was pleasant, carrying the distinctive magnetism of a Saint.

It made people unable to resist listening to her.

After a brutal bloody battle, Celestine's armor was already in ruins, and her body was covered in horrifying wounds. Even with her astonishing healing ability, she continued to bleed without end. The sight was harrowing.

Celestine had also been one of the key contributors to Guilliman's resurrection. It was her proposal that had persuaded the Black Templars and many Chapters to protect Tech-Priest Cawl.

That allowed the Tech-Priest, who possessed the means to revive Guilliman, to safely withdraw from the fallen and destroyed Cadia Fortress and gather Space Marines along the way as they headed for Macragge.

Those warriors gathered along the route had ultimately helped Tech-Priest Cawl complete the ritual that revived Guilliman.

Guilliman looked at Celestine, his gaze carrying a silent question.

"Thank the Emperor for returning the great Primarch—the noble you—to our side." Celestine endured her injuries and bowed slightly.

Saints were the Emperor's most loyal believers, his messengers walking among the living.

Within the dark, desperate, blood-soaked Milky Way, they were humanity's brightest light of hope and proof that humanity remained under the Emperor's protection.

Saints were exceedingly rare within the Imperium of Man.

Because of their noble character and unwavering faith, they had been blessed by the Emperor and granted a portion of his power.

Celestine also held absolute loyalty toward the Emperor's son.

Her words trembled with emotion. Witnessing an Imperial son awaken with her own eyes gave her a sliver of hope for humanity's future, dispelling some of the despair.

"Father."

Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar also stepped forward.

His resolute face could not conceal his overwhelming excitement. He looked up at the reborn Primarch, his eyes long blurred by tears.

The Ultramarines had endured for ten thousand years, guarding this place for ten thousand years as well.

To see the Gene-Father return today, they could not help weeping with joy.

Chapters that used Gene-seed called their Primarchs father, using the title to express gratitude for the chance at a second rebirth.

Before Guilliman, Calgar—the legendary figure of the Imperium—became as helpless and awkward as a fresh recruit.

"I am greatly comforted that, after ten thousand years, my sons are still fighting for humanity."

Guilliman, whose memories had merged together, looked at Calgar and placed a hand on him as he spoke in the tone of a father.

Though his soul came from another world, he had inherited all of Guilliman's memories and power, allowing him to calmly face the people gathering around him.

"Regent."

Tech-priest Cawl, the Black Templars' Marshal, the Inquisitor, and others stepped forward as well.

Ten thousand years ago, after the Horus Heresy ended,

the arriving Guilliman had been entrusted with a grave responsibility by the grievously wounded Emperor, becoming the Regent of the Imperium.

"I am pleased to see you all again."

Guilliman swept his gaze across the crowd. His voice was low and authoritative.

"The Imperium needs your guidance, son of the Emperor."

Celestine stared at the Primarch's face, unable to hide the excitement in her voice.

As a believer, her long-cherished wish had been fulfilled once again, filling her with immense comfort.

A son of the God-Emperor had returned to life. A demigod of the battlefield would take up authority and lead the Imperium to defeat the darkness that eroded humanity day and night.

After ten thousand dark years, the Imperium of Man had finally welcomed another ray of dawn.

"That is precisely why I have returned."

Guilliman looked calmly at everyone. The determination in his eyes gave them courage and inexplicably filled them with a sense of security.

"My return will make our enemies tremble, make the Imperium's people cheer, and cause humanity's radiance to shine once more across this dark starry sky. Every invader will pay the price for what they have done."

Guilliman's words rang with conviction, inspiring trust.

He was a Primarch. He would surely fulfill every promise he had made.

[The host has successfully triggered an authentication mission. Please drive the forces of Chaos from Macragge. Reward: Unlock Database Level One.]

[Level One access permits the study of numerous technologies, including first-generation Dark Matter Engines and Planet-Killer Weapons.]

[It can assist the host in completing technological reforms, allowing the Imperium of Man to burst forth with new vitality once more.]

Hearing the Assistant Spirit's prompt, Guilliman immersed his mind in the Database and examined the mission reward in detail.

Level One access unlocking first-generation Dark Matter Engines and Planet-Killer Weapons was not bad at all.

Build more weapons and blast his way through. Let the Xenos and Daemons appreciate the art of blowing up planets.

Wasn't the joy of glassing worlds all about that!!