I Believe in You

The voice paused, "I want to ask you one last time.

As far as you are concerned, and based on your state of mind at this moment, are you really willing to admit this failure?"

Silence. Long silence.

Kaine's mouth opened and closed again. Thousands of words surged in his heart, but not a single word came out.

Of course he doesn't want to admit this failure. He really wants to defeat Guilliman, he really wants to!

That's Eldar's God of War. Could it be that at the moment he regains consciousness, he will be beaten to death by the opponent in the first battle?

He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to be the defeated party!

He is the God of War, and the God of War's destiny is to win, to triumph, and to stand on the corpses of his enemies and sing loudly.

Instead of lying in a pool of blood and being beaten violently by a junior.

"I..." His voice trembled, "I don't want to."

A hint of smile appeared in Emperor's voice, "That's good."

The black sun suddenly brightened, and golden light burst out from it, like the first ray of morning light before dawn.

The light is warm and bright, not blazing, not overbearing, not destructive.

It just fell gently on Kaine's body, like a mother's hand caressing an injured child.

"I have understood what you are thinking. You can use my power as much as you like. Go and win and put an end to this war."

Kaine's eyes widened. His voice was full of disbelief. "What? Are you willing to lend me all your power?"

"If you can use it, of course all my power can be used by you.

But you can't use it. Then use as much as you can."

Emperor's voice is still gentle. There is no calculation or use in that gentleness, only a kind of generosity that is almost compassionate.

Kaine's tears welled up again.

This time, the tears were not blood-colored, but golden.

He cried silently, and the golden tears fell into the void, turning into tiny flowers, floating in the Warp wind.

At this moment, he finally understood why so many humans were willing to shout "Long live Emperor".

Such a kind, so great, such a soul that has gathered almost all positive energy, he is worthy of the name Emperor.

"I understand," his voice was firm and pious, "Thank you for your gift.

I will never lie to you at this moment.

If you need me, I am willing to dedicate everything I have. Please let me defeat him, I want to defeat Son of War!"

He knelt on one knee in front of the black sun, his bloody head bowed deeply, and the burning flame became soft in the golden light.

His voice echoed in Warp, and it was full of determination.

"Then it will be as you wish." Emperor's voice sounded like a bell.

In the wave of Warp, the black sun's rays were released to their peak.

The black faded away, and the gold bloomed, turning into a golden morning sun.

The intensity of the light made the whole Warp tremble, and Four Chaos Gods had to close its eyes.

The warmth of that light brought a glimmer of life to the cold, dead, and despair-filled Chaos realms.

Endless power poured into Kaine's body.

On his body, the brass armor began to transform.

That brass is the blessing of Khorne, the brand of Chaos, and the shackles that bind him.

At this moment, the brass melted in the golden light, turned into a golden liquid, flowed on his body, and solidified again.

The new armor is pure gold, like it is cast by sunlight, like the condensation of hope.

Each armor leaf is engraved with human runes, which are the holy words of Emperor and the ten thousand years of faith of Imperium of Man.

The bloody giant sword in his hand also began to change.

The sword melted, condensed again, and turned into a spear.

The gun body was slender and elegant, and the tip was sharp and deadly.

The sword is the king of all weapons, noble and proud.

But the gun is the king of weapons, domineering and direct.

As long as you hold a gun, you won't care; as long as you hold a gun, you will be invincible. Treating death as if it's home is the true meaning of a gun.

Behind him, the pair of flame wings are also transforming.

The blood color faded, and the golden color bloomed, turning into a pair of golden wings.

Every feather on the wings is a golden flame, and the flame contains hope, faith, and ten thousand years of human perseverance.

Kaine's body is expanding, and the two-hundred-meter-long body rises again, reaching three hundred meters, four hundred meters, and five hundred meters.

His momentum was soaring, and the golden light spurted out from his body, like a golden dragon circling around him.

That is the ultimate power of hope, the power of hope that mankind has accumulated over thousands of years.

That power is not violent, not overbearing, and not destructive. But it is warm, it is firm, and it is unshakable.

Terrifying air waves shook.

In Material Universe, Guilliman is riding on Kaine and beating him violently.

Just as his fist was about to fall, a terrifying wave of air erupted from Kaine's body, knocking his body away.

He rolled dozens of times in the air and then landed firmly on the ground, his blue-gold eyes staring ahead, full of shock.

Kaine stood up from the ground.

The five-hundred-meter-tall golden body looked like a mountain in the ruins, and its golden wings spread out in the void, covering the entire sky.

In his hand, the golden spear was burning, and the tip of the spear was condensed with enough power to tear apart the stars.

Guilliman's hair was shaken by the air waves and flew all over the sky, and fine cracks appeared on his Power Armour.

His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open, but no sound came out.

Because he felt that the power contained in that golden body belonged to his biological father - Emperor.

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

His voice was full of disbelief. He rubbed his eyes and rubbed them again, but the golden figure still stood there, and the aura of Emperor was still as strong as substance. Countless thoughts exploded in his mind at the same time.

I fuck your mother Emperor, you're fucking setting up a game for your own son, right?

What do you mean you blessed my opponent?

Please explain to me why you blessed my opponent in front of Regent Emperor!?

Don't you even know that I'm fucking fighting for Imperium?

I reshaped Imperium, I brought hope to the people, and I even brought back my rebellious brothers. But you actually blessed my opponent?

Emperor ah, you are really cheap!

Khorne is not as good as you!

Guilliman wished he could return to Terra right now and question the mummy on Golden Throne. But he couldn't, because in front of him, the golden God of War was walking towards him.