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Kairos Fateweaver's enormous body, formed from pure Tzeentch energy, was struck head-on by three Judgment Day main cannon beams from Prince of Wales!

Boom—!!!

A deafening energy explosion erupted in the Void!

The energy shell covering Kairos's body, constantly shifting colors and composed of countless screaming faces and flickering runes, evaporated and vanished in vast swathes like ice thrown into a furnace!

Its enormous bird head let out an unprecedented shriek, laced with pain and utter terror!

"No—!! This is impossible!!" Kairos's thought core spun wildly through the agony, trying to comprehend this attack beyond all reason—no massive starship platform, no complex energy array, just a tiny humanoid creature unleashing destructive power comparable to a battleship's main guns?!

How could that petite body contain and control such terrifying energy?!

This completely overturned its understanding of the universe's hierarchy of power!

Another variable beyond fate!

Even more absurd than that lightsaber-wielding fellow!

Just as Kairos suffered heavy damage and its energy structure violently destabilized, Glory's dignified yet resolute voice rang across the battlefield. "Full-spectrum suppressive bombardment activated. Providing cover for allied forces!"

The crystal array core floating above her staff erupted with even more dazzling light!

Within the pale golden dome covering half the bridge battlefield, countless spears and bolts of pure light energy materialized from thin air like a torrential downpour, accurately slamming into the demons and Red Corsairs besieging the Imperium soldiers!

The bombardment was not indiscriminate. Every beam seemed to possess a will of its own, deftly avoiding allies while inflicting devastating strikes solely upon Chaos units!

At the same time, two solid golden light shields instantly enveloped Guilliman, kneeling on one knee, and Obi-Wan, who was still resisting with all his might! The shields flowed with incomparably resilient energy.

Prinz Eugen appeared before Obi-Wan like a phantom, her massive diamond-shaped energy shield, engraved with a roaring steel bear, planted firmly before her!

"Don't get distracted, Master. Leave this to me." Prinz Eugen's languid voice carried a trace of amusement, though her crimson eyes remained sharply fixed ahead.

Dense bolter fire, blasphemous psychic lightning, and demonic claw strikes crashed against the massive shield like a raging storm!

The dark crimson energy field rippled violently and let out muffled roars, yet it remained as immovable as a mountain!

Every attack was firmly blocked by the Wall of Sighs, unable to advance a single step! Obi-Wan's burden eased greatly, finally allowing him to catch his breath. Looking at the seemingly slender back before him, which contained such terrifying defensive power, surprise and gratitude flashed through his eyes.

"Mobile unit, clear out the riffraff!" Nimi called excitedly.

The blue streak of light she had become darted through the battlefield even faster, the rapid-fire cannons behind her roaring like twin fire serpents as they precisely picked off demons trying to regroup or reinforce the central battlefield.

The dozens of miniature tracking missiles released from her waist swept into the chaotic enemy ranks like an agile Swarm, setting off a string of violent explosions that sent the enemies entangling Celestine, Evelyn, and the Spartan Squad sprawling!

Celestine's great sword of holy flame finally broke free of its restraints and swept out with unmatched purifying force; Evelyn's psychic storm raged unhindered through the enemy ranks; with the pressure on them greatly reduced, the Spartan Squad immediately launched a fierce countercharge!

"Begone, filth! Faith endures!" Joan of Arc swiftly reached Guilliman's side, raising her iris shield as her sacred chant boomed like a great bell.

The tip of her sword pointed toward the chains entwining Guilliman.

A golden holy light of utter purity, carrying an aura of sacred purification, enveloped Guilliman's entire body in an instant like a warm spring!

"Urgh!" Guilliman's body jolted violently! The golden light on the Emperor's Sword surged at once!

The demonic whispers and mad illusions wrapped deep around his soul like parasites clinging to bone melted and crumbled rapidly beneath this sacred purifying power, like snow under the blazing sun!

The exhaustion rooted in his marrow and the crushing mental pressure suddenly eased! A long-lost sense of strength, almost at its peak, once more filled every part of his body! He tore off his helmet and threw it aside. Golden fire blazed in his furious eyes more fiercely than ever before!

"Get up!" Prince of Wales's cold voice rang out.

Dark golden energy flames burned across her greatsword. Accompanied by another charged salvo from the triple-mounted cannons behind her shoulders, she descended like a goddess of war upon the mortal world and launched a fearless close-quarters assault against the badly wounded, still-reeling Kairos!

Her greatsword swung with the force to tear space apart, forcing Kairos to divide its attention between blocking and evading. It could no longer cast any suppressive spells upon Guilliman or the others!

Glory's long-range support struck like a parasite clinging to bone as well, accurately bombarding the weak points of Kairos's energy body. Sacred golden light continuously scorched and weakened it.

The tide of battle turned in an instant!

Feeling the surging power within him and clarity unlike anything he had felt before, Guilliman looked at the silver-armored, golden-haired girl who had driven away his final curse. Then he looked toward the figure in a red military uniform battling Kairos and creating an opening for everyone. Finally, his gaze locked onto the Lord of Change floating in the air, still exuding a nauseating aura!

Cold killing intent erupted as though it had taken physical form!

"Demon!" Guilliman's voice was like a blast from the frozen abyss. The Emperor's Sword erupted with blazing golden radiance that tore through the Void. "Pay the price—for everything you have done!"

His towering blue form transformed into a bolt of golden lightning. Ignoring the demons and Red Corsairs attempting to stop him along the way, he charged fiercely toward Kairos with unmatched momentum! With every step, the Adamantium deck groaned!

"Stop him! Stop him now!" Kairos sensed the deadly threat emanating from that sword, burning with the Emperor's wrath! It shrieked in terror. Its fear that the Emperor's Sword could truly kill a Greater Daemon instantly overwhelmed its curiosity about this "variable"! It frantically commanded its remaining servants.

However, it was too late!

"Holy Light Guardian!" Joan of Arc cried out as she charged after Guilliman! Her iris shield emitted gentle yet resilient holy light. Like a mobile fortress, it precisely deflected bolter rounds and psychic attacks from the flanks, clearing Guilliman's path! Every swing of her knight's sword brought a sweep of golden sword light that purified demons!

The blue streak of light that was Nimi, swift as the most agile scout, cleared away the last obstacles along Guilliman's charge path in advance. Prinz Eugen's Wall of Sighs force field firmly protected Guilliman's flanks and rear!

Nothing could stop Guilliman's charge now!

Watching that figure streaking toward it like a meteor, carrying destructive golden radiance, Kairos's enormous compound eyes finally revealed unconcealable fear!

Its massive energy body abruptly retreated, trying to widen the distance while frantically tearing space apart in an attempt to flee into the Warp!

"Trying to run?!" Prince of Wales's gaze sharpened! She abandoned charging her cannons, and her massive chainsaw greatsword roared with the power to rend all things as it savagely cleaved toward the arm Kairos was using to tear space apart! Dark golden energy flames collided violently with Tzeentch's sorcerous power!

Glory's long-range attacks instantly concentrated as well. Golden light bolts rained down upon Kairos, sacred energy severely disrupting its spell to tear open space!

In that lightning-fast instant when Kairos was held back by Prince of Wales and Glory together!

Guilliman arrived!

The Emperor's Sword roared with accumulated rage, humiliation, and hope beyond measure, carving a perfect golden arc as though it would split the entire universe apart!

Squelch—!

A dull sound, like a red-hot branding iron plunging into grease!

The Emperor's Sword, its golden blade unstoppable and capable of purifying all filth, sliced without resistance into Kairos's left arm, formed of pure Tzeentch energy and attempting to tear space apart!

"AAAAAHHH—!!!" Kairos let out a soul-shattering scream of unimaginable agony! The sorcerous energy forming its left arm frantically disintegrated and collapsed beneath the Emperor's Sword's sacred flames as though facing its natural bane! Countless screaming faces and flickering runes turned to ash in the golden light!

A massive arm formed of pure energy, yet burning with foul blue flames as though it were solid, was severed by force! Golden fire spread madly from the stump across Kairos's remaining body like bone-clinging parasites!

"Variable!!! Another variable!!! Lord of Change!!!" Kairos's remaining right arm flailed wildly. In unbearable pain and extreme terror, it no longer cared about its mission or any gift. Using every last shred of power, it violently tore open a twisted Warp rift and plunged its massive, mangled body, burning with golden flames, into it in utter misery!

The rift closed behind it instantly, leaving only the severed giant energy arm, still twisting and burning in golden flame, along with the lingering echoes of shrieks filled with hatred and terror.

The mastermind had fled!

"Kill them! Purify this filth!" Holding the Emperor's Sword, Guilliman pointed its tip toward the remaining demons and Red Corsairs, his voice like thunder!

"For the Emperor! For the Regent!" The Imperium soldiers' morale instantly soared!

With the Valkyrie Squad's overwhelming support, they charged like tigers released from a cage, launching a merciless counterattack against the leaderless enemies plunged into chaos!

The light shield around Obi-Wan slowly faded. He watched the counteroffensive sweep through the battlefield like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves, watched the five Valkyries who had descended like divine warriors and turned the tide, especially the silver-haired figure who had stood before him. Then he looked at Guilliman, standing in the center of the battlefield like a war god with the Emperor's Sword in hand, and at the demon's severed arm slowly turning to nothing beneath golden flames. He released a long breath of relief.

He put away his lightsaber and gave Prinz Eugen, beside him, a slight nod. "Thank you for your timely assistance, Lady Valkyrie."

Prinz Eugen turned around and languidly brushed back her long silver hair. A hint of playfulness gleamed in her crimson eyes as she examined the Jedi Master who had kept swinging his sword amidst the army just moments ago. "You're welcome, Master. Looks like we arrived in time?" Her gaze swept over Obi-Wan's bloodstained robes and scorched wounds.

Prince of Wales put away her massive chainsaw greatsword, and the glow at the muzzles of the triple-mounted cannons behind her gradually faded.

She landed beside Guilliman, her cold gaze sweeping across the battlefield as she assessed the situation.

Glory dispelled the golden dome, though gentle radiance still lingered around the wounded.

Nimi stopped her high-speed movement and hovered in midair, curiously examining this unfamiliar battlefield and the towering Space Marines.

Joan of Arc sheathed her sword and stood quietly behind Glory, sacred as a beacon.

Guilliman's gaze slowly passed over these five Valkyries, each so distinct in style yet all radiating powerful strength and an aura of order. Finally, it settled on Obi-Wan as he said in a deep voice:

"Thank the Hilling Empire... for extending aid at the most critical moment. The Imperium of Man will remember this debt." His voice carried the weight of surviving catastrophe, along with unprecedented solemnity.

The Valkyries of the Hilling Empire had descended like divine punishment. With absolute power, they had forcibly dragged the expedition fleet back from the brink of the Abyss!