They had seen that Golden Light before. It was Priest Lin En's aura!
"It's Priest Lin En—"
"Chaplain Lin En is back!!!"
The Ultramarines froze for a moment, then cries rose one after another.
Ultramarine after Ultramarine looked up, their cheers shaking the heavens.
Golden Light covered the entire plain, brilliant and dazzling, its rays stretching in every direction.
They knew that light all too well. During the Battle of Prandium, who among them had not basked in the Emperor's radiance?
As long as Priest Lin En was there, they would not die!!!
The Emperor had everyone's back!
What were they waiting for?!
"The Emperor protects us!!!"
"Kill them!!!"
"Slaughter these daemons!!!"
They had everything they needed.
Calgar stood on the Rampart, looking down at the Golden Light covering the battlefield.
Ah, how he missed the days when Priest Lin En had been with the Ultramarines.
Back then, their father had swallowed his pride to recruit Priest Lin En, and the Ultramarines had enjoyed some truly good days.
Later, Priest Lin En had gone to Terra, met the Emperor, become his envoy, traveled all over the galaxy, and acquired territory and forces of his own. The Ultramarines had never managed to get him back.
Father, why couldn't you have tried harder?
Calgar sighed to himself. Then he turned and ordered the Ultramarines to counterattack across the entire front.
This was no time for nostalgia.
They had a battle to fight.
"Open every gate! Send out all reserves! Tanks through the side gates! All Gun Emplacement fire at full power! Fighter squadrons, launch and sweep the low altitudes! Throw in everyone who can fight!"
The officers on the command platform answered in unison.
The main gate of Hera Fortress opened, and the Ultramarines charged out, pushing down the mountain.
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