Clashing Blades

"Now you see, I am perfectly safe."

"With the five Chaos Gods not making a move, no one can harm me in the slightest."

Guilliman shrugged, his tone nonchalant.

Cypher's lips twitched, inwardly scoffing: You dare mention the five great Chaos Gods?

I'm terrified that the one on the throne will unleash divine punishment upon me right now!

You are naturally fearless; even if He were to unleash divine punishment, He couldn't kill you.

But killing me would be as easy as turning one's hand!

Cypher suppressed his emotions and said, "Yes, I originally intended to save you from the four Chaos Gods."

But now it seems there was absolutely no need for me to appear."

As he spoke, Cypher knelt down on one knee before Guilliman, his voice solemn. "But I still wish to ask you..."

Let me accompany you; I must go to Telame to see the Emperor.

This is a vow I made ten thousand years ago!

"You are a loyal person, and naturally you are qualified to meet the Emperor."

"Giving you a ride wouldn't be a problem."

Seeing Cypher's solemn demeanor, Guilliman simply chuckled.

He thought to himself: If I can help, I will; this guy is quite a capable fighter.

"Thank you for your generosity!" Cypher lowered his head even further, his tone full of respect.

"I wonder if I have the honor of hearing the vows your father made with me?"

Guilliman asked with a smile.

"Of course, I can tell you everything you want to know, sir."

Cypher responded respectfully, then pointed to the Primarch's sword beside him.

"This is the sword of my Primarch, Lion Aljonsen."

I'm sure you'll recognize him, Mr. Guilliman.

Ten thousand years ago, the Primarch fell into a deep sleep; at that time, I was Caliban.

A Dark Angels determined to fight against Luther and other traitorous angels.

"I had already made up my mind to be a martyr, and the Caliban was on the verge of destruction."

The Primarch was also in a deep coma, just as I charged forward...

The voice of the great Emperor rang in my ears; He told me,

I have an even more important mission to complete; I must bear the Primarch's sword.

The Primarch, rescued and returned ten thousand years later, used this as atonement.

"Aton for my sin of failing to stop the Fallen ' betrayal."

"At that very moment, the Caliban shattered and exploded, and our home was destroyed."

At this point, Cypher's voice became tinged with sadness.

That was his homeland, to the Dark Angels.

Just as the Earth is as precious to humankind, yet ultimately turns into cosmic dust.

This sorrow, spanning millennia, remains difficult to heal.

He no longer has a home.

Cypher took a deep breath to calm himself, and then said:

"Thus began my ten-thousand-year journey, protected by the power of the Emperor."

But it also limits me; I cannot stay in the Material Universe for long.

However, they learned of the power to open the gate to Psionic Energy.

I travel through the Warp, appearing in different time periods.

Helping the Imperium of Man fight against heretics and Xenos,

Even those rebellious Planetary Governor."

"The power of the Warp has transformed me, making me like a traitor in the Eye of Terror."

My lifespan has been greatly extended; I don't know how long I will have to fight for the Imperium.

Until several dozen days ago, I learned that you had led the Expeditionary Force to Terra."

"At that moment, the Emperor issued another divine decree, and I foresaw within it..."

You will be captured and imprisoned in Blackstone Fortress, just as prophesied.

So I rushed over using the Warp, but as soon as I arrived...

You have already resolved all the crises.

"In order to report back to the Emperor and inform him that the ten-thousand-year mission has come to an end,"

I then secretly infiltrated your Macragge's Honour

"I intend to accompany you to meet the Emperor."

After saying this, Cypher let out a long sigh of relief. Ten thousand years...

He had never confided these secrets to anyone before, but now he revealed them all.

I felt much more relaxed all over.

"I thought someone of your caliber would be able to infiltrate Imperial Palace and meet the Emperor directly."

Guilliman smiled; after all, Cypher's Psionic Energy was formidable.

The Psionic Energy portal he opened was so powerful that even the Adeptus Custodes might not be able to detect it.

"To meet the Emperor, one must first report, and this journey is quite long."

I cannot guarantee that I will not be discovered by the Adeptus Custodes.

Even after ten thousand years of training, I have no confidence in defeating a group of Adeptus Custodes."

Cypher's tone was somewhat embarrassed.

"So, you think you can still try to deal with one or two Adeptus Custodes?"

Guilliman laughed heartily, quite pleased with the little guy's confidence.

"One or two, it's definitely worth a try."

Cypher smiled too, a smile brimming with confidence.

As Space Marines, to be able to confidently say that he is on par with the Adeptus Custodes,

This is something they should be proud of.

"Hahaha! It's good to be confident, but what's even more valuable is that you have the ability to match that confidence!"

Guilliman burst into laughter, his tone full of admiration. He secretly thought to himself that this guy was indeed the Warhammer version of Yan Shuangying, so arrogant that he dared to take on the Adeptus Custodes with two guns. He was just to his liking.

"I know everything I need to know. You can now just stay on the Macragge's Honour without worry."

Guilliman called out towards the door:

"Kaido! Sicarius! Come in, both of you!"

The heavy alloy hatch slid open with a thud, and Cato Sicarius and Malum Caedo immediately stepped inside, bowing respectfully to Guilliman.

"I will obey your command, Father!"

"Take him to get a good bath and give him a good meal. This guy probably hasn't had a proper bath in ten thousand years!"

Guilliman laughed loudly as he walked out; his laughter could be heard from a great distance.

Cypher's face flushed red instantly. As a Dark Angels who had lived for ten thousand years, he shouldn't have felt such shame.

But after spending the last two days aboard the Macragge's Honour, he had already figured it out.

These Ultramarines are all ridiculously clean; they go to the public bathhouse almost every day.

The brothers even rubbed each other's backs while praising each other's muscular physiques.

The scene was incredibly gay.

Besides, it's not like he hasn't washed in ten thousand years; sometimes the battlefields he travels to happen to be raining.

He would take the opportunity to clean his Power Armour, but his physical body hadn't been properly taken care of in a long time.

Before he could finish thinking, Sicarius and Kaido grabbed him from either side.

The two men had overheard everything clearly outside the door and knew that their master was a loyalist who dared to challenge the Adeptus Custodes, so they became very interested.

The two exchanged a furtive glance, both thinking the same thing: This guy's got potential!

He already has this fighting ability. If we inject him with Smart Atoms and give him Superman strength like us, wouldn't that give us another top-notch practice subject?

You have to understand that Sicarius and Kaido are already so powerful that they're practically invincible; challenging the Primarch is out of the question.

Guilliman's stats completely overwhelmed all skills; he could slap them both into the floor and embed them in it.

The two have been sparring with each other for so many years that they've long since made little progress, and they're just worried about not having any new opponents.

However, the two didn't think much about anything else and focused on getting things done first—they needed to scrub this guy clean; look at the grime on his body, it was almost crusted over!

Next, Cypher experienced a warmth he hadn't felt in ten thousand years, as warm water washed over his body.

As his entire massive torso immersed in the warm water, he couldn't help but let out a soft groan of pleasure.

It was quite embarrassing to be dragged around and scrubbed by Sicarius and Kaido, but after all the mud and grime were washed away, Cypher felt completely refreshed, and even his movements became much lighter.

After relaxing, Kaido and Sicarius said they wanted to stretch their muscles and took him to the training ground.

As soon as Cypher entered the training field, he was dumbfounded and immediately shrank into a corner, too afraid to move.

There stood Sicarius and Kaido, both naked and wielding swords, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Sicarius wields Power Sword forged by Guilliman himself, while Kaido carries an ordinary Chainsword, but its blade is coated with Smart Atoms, maximizing its slashing power!

The two swords moved at incredible speed, their movements a blur of flashing blades. Cypher stared wide-eyed, unable to even discern the trajectories of their attacks!

This is a very serious matter, Cypher knew it perfectly well.

Ordinary Space Marines couldn't even see the Adeptus Custodes's movements, but he could easily catch Adeptus Custodes moves.

This shows that his reaction speed is on par with that of the Adeptus Custodes; even if there are slight differences, it doesn't affect his combat effectiveness at all.

But now he can't even see the movements of the two Ultramarines in front of him!

Ten thousand years ago, the only Primarch moves even the Adeptus Custodes couldn't see clearly were the Primarch and the Holy Emperor!

The hook of the Holy Emperor!

So these two in front of me are inhuman monsters?

Amidst the deafening roar of clashing swords, the surrounding air seemed to crack and tremble.

Cypher grew increasingly alarmed, secretly relieved that he was huddled in a corner; otherwise, he would probably have been chopped into mincemeat by the aftershocks of the battle.

He must have traversed the Milky Way for millennia, a master of the skills found in the Dark Angels.

Right now, he's like a helpless little boy, obediently huddled in a corner, too scared to show his face.