Rolling Traits in Warhammer: The Emperor Has Stood Up?
Chapter 442

The Great Angel, the Great Angel

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"On your positions!" The captains' voices boomed across the communication channel. "Check weapons! Check Shield! Check Geller Field!"

"Those who have eaten should start digesting! Those who haven't eaten yet should hurry up and eat!"

"No one will have time to eat for the next three days!"

The communication channels are transmitted layer by layer.

The entire combined fleet sprang into action.

The torpedo tube loader pushes the shell into the chamber, the gunner rotates the turret for test firing and calibration, the engine room pushes the reactor to combat power, and the Geller Field generator hums as it rises to full load.

"Team One is ready!"

"Shield generator is functioning normally!"

"Geller Field stabilized!"

Lin En returned to the Night Goddess.

The Night Goddess was positioned at the very center of the defensive line.

Lin En walked to the Porthole and looked out.

The fleet spread out in formation, with blue dots forming an arc. Beyond the arc were the Purple Carapace Hive Ship, and beyond that, a vast, dark void.

A faint red light slowly appeared in the darkness in the distance, like molten iron slowly seeping into the darkness.

The Chaos army is probably coming soon.

Lin En mobilized her psionic energy to activate the group aura.

The psionic readings jumped up: eighty, one hundred and twenty, one hundred and eighty, two hundred and forty, reaching the limit.

Golden Aura unfolded from the center of the Night Goddess, instantly covering the entire Combined Fleet with a radius of nine kilometers.

Then overlay [The Emperor's Gaze].

[Purification].

[Indomitable Will].

[Weapon Enchantment].

Warships rotated around the area, ensuring that everyone received the Emperor's Blessing.

The Golden Light, as intense as molten gold, shone through the bridge Porthole and the ship's armor, illuminating every soldier.

The Astartes are loading ammunition onto the assault boat.

As the Golden Light swept over, the burly men of the Lamenters Flesh Tearers, and the Blood Knights, crammed into the hangar, had their weapons illuminated by the Golden Light like light bulbs, all transformed into Holy Light weapons.

The goslings were very happy and started gesturing with the Holy Light weapons.

Space Marines from the Blood Angels were also lined up outside the hangar, Golden Light falling on their red Power Armor, making the armor surface glow with a soft Golden Light.

Dante was jolted.

He felt the Red Thirst being suppressed by a large hand, the phantom of Black Rage retreated into the depths of his consciousness, and the Golden Light of the Emperor flowed in his veins.

Dante looked down at his hands.

Clean and refreshing, as if you've just had a good night's sleep at the Baal Monastery.

The Night Goddess was not far ahead, its Golden Light steadily illuminating the entire fleet.

Dante was not afraid when he went to the battlefield with Lin En.

Lord Lin En has always been very reliable.

You have the blessing of Chaos, and we have the blessing of the Emperor.

Come on, let's see whose blessing is more powerful!

The other Blood Angels in the hangar also sensed it.

Rows of red Power Armor stood bathed in Golden Light, the gold edges on the armor surfaces growing ever brighter.

A young soldier looked down at his hands, clenched his fists and unclenched them, his mouth agape. "Wow...?"

Is this the Emperor's blessing?

Is this the power of the special envoy?

An old soldier next to him slapped him on the back of the head. "Shameful."

Dante glanced back and asked, "You felt it all?"

"We can feel it!" came a resounding reply from the hangar.

"Then everyone, cheer up!" Dante waved his hand towards the hangar door. "Those Chaos bastards' blessing is just scrap metal. Once the fighting starts, we, the Blood Angels, will be the Emperor's sharpest weapon! Charge head-on!"

The Blood Angels roared, their shouts so loud they blew the hangar roof off.

*******

The fleet, fully armed, awaits to cleave the Chaos.

But Chaos never came.

Lin En paced back and forth on the bridge.

How long has it been? The reconnaissance report said within 72 hours, and almost 20 hours have passed now.

That patch of red in the distance is still there, motionless.

Brother Dun, hurry up! You can't even eat shit while it's still hot.

His boots pounded loudly on the deck, a sound everyone in the bridge could hear.

Phoros, standing nearby, offered a word of advice. "Sir, perhaps Abaddon is adjusting his plans."

"Sigh." Lin En sighed.

Lin En walked to the communications station and glanced at the communications officer's Dataslate. Routine reports from each ship were displayed: everything was normal, everything was normal, everything was normal.

Everything seemed normal, but he himself was on the verge of becoming abnormal.

He walked to the Porthole again and glanced out. The Golden Aura was still steadily spread out, and the fleet floated quietly in the void.

It's easiest to overthink when you're waiting.

The atmosphere on the ship was quite depressing.

Lin En began to miss Iron Hammer.

If Iron Hammer were here, things wouldn't be so oppressive and quiet right now.

I don't know what my sister is doing right now; she's probably doing pre-battle prayers with the nuns.

I wonder how things are going on in Bolomite.

It's alright. The planet Bolomite has very strong defenses. After all, it's a pre- Forge World, so it won't be easily taken down. As long as the battle here ends quickly enough, he can go home and stay in the ground sooner.

Lin En wandered back to the tactical console and glanced down at the star map.

There's still no movement in the direction of Chaos.

... OK.

You can stay if you want.

Once Calgar, we'll attack from both sides. Let's see if you still dare to come.

Lin En sat back in the conductor's chair, closed his eyes, and began to doze off for a while.

I haven't slept for twenty hours, and my brain is a bit numb.

Just then, a report came through the communications station from the Solar Fleet's Reconnaissance Ship: "Reporting, sir! A large-scale Warp disturbance has been detected on the outer edge of the Oort Cloud! The signal strength is continuously increasing!"

Aurelian's voice came through the communicator. "Lord Lin En, the enemy is here!"

Lin En, on his deathbed, was startled awake.

Are you deliberately trying to antagonize him? He just decided to take a break and here he comes???

When did this happen?

"An emergency communication from the Reconnaissance Ship Vega thirty seconds ago." The communications officer's fingers flew across the Dataslate. "The disturbance signal continues to intensify, exceeding the threshold and rising in real time!"

"Received. All ships are on Level 1 combat readiness. Weapons System unlocked! Shield at full power!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the void outside.

Outside the Oort Cloud, rifts in the Warp tore open one after another.

Like paper burned through by fire, revealing the blood-red void behind it.

The first thing to stand out in the Warp is a giant battleship with a bow as sharp as a dragon's head and an overall shape resembling a sharp halberd, its cannons as dense as porcupine bristles.

Numerous escort cruisers surrounded it.

The sky was filled with translucent blood-red light, Warp energy crackled and exploded on the surface of the ship's hull.

The Vengeful Spirit.

Lin En stared at the ship.

The ship 'Vengeful Spirit emblem during the Luna Wolves era was a large Eye of Horus, which was also the symbol of Horus.

After Horus's death, Abaddon reclaimed it. Because he refused to be Horus's shadow, he erased the Eye of Horus from the bow of the ship and replaced it with the skulls and Chaos starlight of the Black Legion.

Meanwhile, the Vengeful Spirit has undergone a complete transformation due to ten thousand years of continuous corruption in the Warp.

Now it is a demonic flagship, its frame clad in the ancient skeleton of Imperium warship, blackened and rusted by the Warp, and glowing with a dark red, malevolent light.

Upon seeing the ship, the Blood Angels gritted their teeth, and the veins on their necks bulged.

Dante stood at the side entrance of the bridge, his expression hidden by the Death Mask of Sanguinius, but his eyes were fixed on the Vengeful Spirit, and he trembled all over.

The Vengeful Spirit's ridge is soaring high, and the upper command bridge Lupercal's Court, is the heart of the entire ship. It was here that the final battle between the Emperor and Horus during the Horus Heresy took place.

... This is also the place where the Sanguinius died in battle.

The Emperor destroyed Horus, and, severely wounded, ascended the Golden Throne.

Horus wasn't the only one who died in that battle; Sanguinius was among them.

Sanguinius ascended to the Vengeful Spirit first, faced Horus alone, and died in battle.

Sanguinius possessed precognitive abilities and knew all along that he would die at the hands of Horus.

But when Vengeful Spirit briefly lowered its Shield, allowing it to teleport directly to the ship to behead Horus, he did not hesitate to follow the Emperor and board the Vengeful Spirit.

Because Horus, who was not killed before, could not have been killed.

He launched a full-scale attack, using his Bīgong Spear to cleave a fatal crack in Horus's armor.

Horus was imbued with power by the Four Gods and was almost a true god.

Sanguinius fought with all his might, leaving a gap in Horus's Power Armor.

It was this gap that allowed the later Emperor to channel his power into Horus and kill him.

Before Sanguinius jumped in to fight Horus one-on-one, he had already gone through months of relentless battles, including killing the banished and ascended Angron head-on, single-handedly crushing the Emperor Titan and the Warlord Titan, slaying the Khorne Greater Daemon Kabanha, guarding the Eternal Gate, and stabilizing the Royal Palace defenses, among other brutal and relentless battles.

Sanguinius, the most powerful, purest, most sacred, bravest, most righteous, gentlest, most loyal, most selfless, most merciful, most generous, and most perfect Sanguinius of the Imperium.

(Chapter 3 isn't finished yet, but this chapter really got me into character. So I'm posting it early so you can all experience the charm of the Sanguinius. Nobody dislikes Sanguinius!)

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