With Neos's arrival, the outcome of the Chitauri invasion was no longer in doubt.
Lion steadied the newly born divine power within his body. After respectfully saluting Neos, he stepped aside, closed his eyes, and contemplated this entirely new realm.
Neos turned his gaze toward Guilliman. He had originally thought Guilliman would feel unwilling to accept this.
Yet Guilliman's expression was as steady as a rock, without the slightest trace of disappointment.
"Guilliman," Neos said, his voice calm yet powerful, "your path is different from theirs. There is no need to rush. You will eventually find the direction that belongs to you."
"I understand, Father." Guilliman replied steadily, his tone carrying unquestionable resolve. "I know my choice, and I firmly believe in the value of this path."
A trace of gratification flashed through Neos's eyes.
Guilliman then turned to the loyal Titus and ordered, "Titus, eliminate those disgusting aliens."
"For the Imperium!" Titus placed a hand over his chest in salute, then offered the highest warrior's salute to Neos, Guilliman, and Lion, who was still meditating.
He turned decisively, and his cold command was instantly transmitted to the Ultramarines fleet hovering in low orbit.
Within the formation of warships, turrets of every kind adjusted their angles in unison. Ghostly blue energy rapidly gathered at their muzzles, emitting a heart-stopping hum.
Their target was the enormous spatial portal in the sky, which was still disgorging enemy remnants!
"Fire!"
At Titus's command over the communications channel, countless ghostly blue stars of death seemed to blaze across space in an instant!
The warships' main cannons were the first to unleash their destructive roar!
An incomparably massive beam of energy crossed the distance in an instant and struck with perfect accuracy at the Chitauri mothership faintly visible on the other side of the portal!