Revive, Old Man!

He brought up the system interface again.

Governance Points Balance: 2,000,000.

"Exchange Target: Law of Eternity"

[Consumes 500,000 Governance Points.]

A small cluster of dark blue, flame-shaped energy, seemingly frozen in time, appeared in his hand.

It exudes an absolute aura of "existence is its own justification," and simply by possessing it, it makes the surrounding spatial structure appear more stable.

Guilliman held the wisp of Law of Eternity and walked to the crystal box.

The Stasis Field dissipated, revealing the almost unrecognizable charred debris and dust inside—the last trace of the Sigillite Malcador, in the Material Universe.

"The millennia-long silence must end, teacher."

Guilliman said softly, his tone full of respect.

He gently "placed" that wisp of Law of Eternity upon the debris.

The deep blue light, like water droplets seeping into sand, instantly penetrated every tiny grain of debris.

Immediately afterwards, Guilliman focused intently and activated his newly acquired Atomic Manipulation abilities.

There was no dazzling light, no complicated ceremony.

Under Guilliman's precise will at the microscopic level, those charred fragments began to "retrospect".

Carbon atoms rearrange themselves; trace elements in the ash are identified, purified, and replenished; broken molecular bonds are reconnected with efficiency surpassing that of chemical reactions...

Based on the few fragments of genetic information that the Emperor barely managed to preserve, and Guilliman's memories of Malcador's appearance.

He had seen a portrait of the Sigillite in his youth in the archives of the Great Crusade.

A complete, living framework of human tissue is beginning to build at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Muscle fiber weaving, vascular network extension, skeletal structure remodeling... the whole process is like the fastest 3D bioprinting, but more precise and more fundamental.

Guilliman even made subtle adjustments to some parts, eliminating the microscopic damage that might have been caused by prolonged stasis and optimizing cell activity.

A few minutes later, a complete male body, identical to the Malcador remembered as a young man, lay quietly on the workbench.

His black hair cascaded down his back, and his face was lean and handsome, exuding the wisdom of a scholar and the composure of someone long accustomed to a high position.

The body is in perfect health, and the metabolic rate is maintained at its optimal level.

However, it was just an empty shell.

A perfect material container, but lacking the most essential soul.

"The soul is the real key! The Warp, please lend a hand!"

Guilliman took a deep breath.

He knew that Malcador's soul had been completely burned and dissipated in the sacrifice ten thousand years ago, and that fragments of his consciousness had likely merged into the background radiation of the Warp, making them almost impossible to retrieve.

But the Law of Eternity grant "possibility".

"Eternity is not merely about existing,"

Guilliman recalled the system instructions when exchanging for the Law of Eternity, "It was a manifestation of 'having existed is an eternal mark'."

Every soul that has ever existed leaves its mark in the universe's 'record'.

Eternity can bring back that mark.

He placed his hands lightly on Malcador's forehead and chest, his consciousness sinking into the strange sensory realm created by the fusion of Atomic Manipulation and Law of Eternity.

He no longer merely observed matter, but attempted to perceive the more abstract "information imprints" related to the soul.

Guided by the Law of Eternity, his consciousness seemed to travel upstream against the flow of time.

Penetrating the blurred boundary between the Realspace and Warp.

Enter that Sea of Souls, composed of pure emotions, memories, and fragments of consciousness.

This is not a corrupt land controlled by the Chaos Gods, but rather the "backdrop" where all souls ultimately dissipate and return.

Countless fragments of light, indistinct whispers, and echoes of the past float and sink here, almost indistinguishable.

Guilliman, like someone holding a torch of Law of Eternity, struggled to search through this informational Chaos.

He was searching for a unique "imprint" that resonated strongly with the body in his hands, with the Emperor, and with the early days of the Imperium.

Time loses its meaning here.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally caught sight of a tiny, extremely faint fragment that shimmered with a unique brilliance of resilience and wisdom.

Then, the second point, the third point...

It seemed to be drawn by both the Law of Eternity and the physical body.

The fragments of "Malcador's" mark, scattered throughout the vast Sea of Souls, began to converge toward the "lighthouse" in Guilliman's hands.

This is a slow and meticulous process.

Guilliman carefully guided the debris, preventing it from being interfered with or contaminated by other forces in the Warp.

They were brought back to the Realspace little by little and infused into that long-awaited body.

As the last fragment of core consciousness returned to its place, Guilliman felt the Law of Eternity in his hand tremble violently, completely merging with the body and the gathered soul imprint.

Buzz--

The Realspace once again resonated with a clear tremor, even more profound than before, as if some fundamental law had been "reinforced" and "extended".

Guilliman's system interface automatically pops up a prompt:

[In-depth application and practice of the Law of Eternity has been detected.]

[Based on the birth of the "Eternal One" (not the host himself), the Law of Eternity Network has been expanded and strengthened.]

[Note: As the "source" and "creator" of the Law of Eternity, the host automatically acquires the title of "Lord of Eternity".]

All "eternals" created directly or indirectly by the Law of Eternity are extensions of the Law of Eternity, deeply connected to the host's level of existence.

The host's control over the Law of Eternity increases accordingly.

"The Eternal Lord?"

Guilliman seemed lost in thought.

This means that his understanding and application of the Law of Eternity will reach a new level, and it also means...

He may have some extraordinary connection or responsibility to "eternals" like Malcador.

His attention quickly returned to the workbench.

The body's chest began to rise and fall for the first time.

The eyelashes fluttered, and the eyeballs beneath the eyelids began to move.

The soul has begun to awaken!

Only one final step remains: the final awakening from the call of the Material Universe, to completely pull those on the other side of the River Styx back!

Guilliman gathered his strength in his dantian and roared at the body before him:

"Rise, my old man!!!"