The raging Warp Storm, a mixture of the powers of the four gods, was still raging and roaring around, Chaos energy was washing over this interdimensional space like a turbulent wave.
Just after Lynn scattered and exiled his thirteen offspring, he joined forces with Rena to prepare to face the devastating impact unleashed by the combined forces of the four gods.
There was no time to catch our breath, and no way out.
Rena's Psychic Power essence and the Hive Mind burned together at this moment, Tyranids' unique instinct for biomass reconstruction was pushed to its limit.
Billions of flowing biomass threads converge from all corners of the void, and countless selected and optimized gene fragments, like intricate brocade, are woven, stacked, and shaped bit by bit.
She wanted to create a new physical body for Lynn.
A massive amount of Tyranids genes were repeatedly adjusted and screened to remove the violent and bloodthirsty mutation defects, while retaining the robust physique, self-healing potential, and resistance of the Tyranid creature.
This newborn body, with its muscle fibers, nerve circuits, and skeletal structure all tempered and refined by the power of divine Domination, far surpasses the strength of the Astartes champions.
Strength, reaction speed, and Psychic Power endurance have all reached the pinnacle that mortals can achieve.
Beneath the flesh and blood lies the seed of Domination, which will awaken immediately once Lynn's consciousness returns to its rightful place.
While rebuilding Lynn's physical body, Rena diverted a portion of her primordial power to construct a brand new Dragon of Frost.
This newly born Dragon of Frost is no longer the large and clumsy creature of the past. Its body is smaller and more compact than the old version, its horns have a deep, dark purple sheen, and its huge wing membranes flow with purple bioluminescence.
She sacrificed some of her physical advantages in exchange for faster dash speed and higher Psychic Power transfer efficiency, making her a better all-rounder in both offense and defense, and her strength has reached a new level.
As the last wisp of biomass returned to its place, the brand-new physical body floated steadily in the Warp turbulence.
Lynn's consciousness sank down and returned completely to his own body.
He felt the real sensation of blood flowing through his body, and a surge of power coursing through his bones. He moved his five fingers and could clearly feel the terrifying potential lurking within this body.
With his dwindling Domination power remaining, Lynn managed to withstand the storm of destruction and, relying on the coordinates left by Ya Duoduo in the mortal realm, successfully opened a passage to the real world.
The two immediately leaped in and left the Warp.
Just as the two had returned to the real world and had not yet had time to stabilize their state, Calixis ' Mandeville jump point suddenly tore open a massive Warp exit.
A massive Imperial Fleet broke through the surging Warp Storm and sailed into this prison-like star system.
The entire fleet is painted in the signature serene blue of the Ultramarines, with the prominent Greek letter Ω emblem engraved on various parts of the hull, making its affiliation immediately clear.
Thirteenth Legion, Ultramarines.
This is a task force sent by Robert Guilliman.
The fleet was centered around a majestic and massive Retribution-class Battleship, surrounded by several Lunar-class and Gothic-class Cruiser.
More than ten frigates spread out to form a tight guard formation, with a Torchbearer-class Transport Ship following closely behind the formation.
The ship's hull was emblazoned with the emblem of Ultramar, every inch of its shell proclaiming the will of Guilliman, the Lord Regent of the Imperium of Man, which had descended upon this star system.
As soon as the warship successfully launched its jump, full-band communication was immediately and forcibly deployed. The broadcast signal penetrated the planet's atmosphere, covering the entire territory of Brevis and even radiating to all surrounding airspace.
A majestic, deep synthesized voice echoed across the radio waves, reaching every corner of the planet. "Announce to the entire region: immediately summon Lynn Corvana, the de facto ruler of this star system, to board the ship and receive an official audience with the Imperium."
The countless civilians, officers, and surviving local nobles on the surface of Brevis were immediately in an uproar upon hearing this broadcast.
Only now did many people realize that the nominal Planetary Governor, Kerry Von, was merely a disguise, and that the one who truly held the fate of Brevis was Lynn.
Panic spread rapidly like ripples, casting a shadow over countless hearts.
Many people secretly speculated that Lynn had committed a heinous crime and was about to be personally arrested and dealt with by the Ultramarines Chapter.
Rumors spread like wildfire through the streets and alleys, and suspicion and unease permeated the air.
But not long after, a second official announcement came through the communication link, shattering everyone's speculations.
This was not an arrest warrant, but rather an official Imperium decree of investiture.
The truth lies hidden before Brevis was caught in the chaos of the Ritual of Annihilation.
The Emperor, seated on his Golden Throne, transmitted all information about Lynn to Lord Regent Guilliman through Psychic Power contact.
After enduring millennia of suffering and torment, the Emperor on the throne has long since shed the seven emotions and six desires of mortals, leaving only pure, cold rationality with the primary goal of preserving human civilization.
He offered neither praise nor rebuke, but simply presented the observation to Guilliman, wanting to see what choice the Lord Regent would make.
After careful consideration, Guilliman chose to wait and see.
In his assessment, Lynn's ability to forge a bond with the Tyranids possessed immeasurable strategic value.
If they could be brought under the Imperium's control, humanity would possess a Tyranids force of its own.
It is enough to alleviate the enormous external pressure on humanity, which is now riddled with problems, in a galaxy that is now fragmented.
What just happened in Brevis gave Guilliman the answer.
Lynn narrowly escaped death amidst Tzeentch's elaborate traps, thwarted the Lord of Change's long-planned conspiracy, reversed the Ritual of Annihilation, and saved billions of Brevis's lives from the brink of destruction.
This achievement is enough to prove his worth.
The special envoy of the task force was Severus Agemman, the commander of the First Company of the Ultramarines and an elite warrior of Ultramar.
He carried with him a Trade License bearing Guilliman's handwritten Psychic Power Warrant of Trade, and the investiture ceremony was to be held in the Temple Chamber inside the Retribution-class Battleship.
Upon receiving the call, Lynn did not hesitate. After discussing with Rena for a moment, he set off for the Imperium's main warship.
The massive warship's temple chamber was solemn and imposing, with images of the Emperor engraved on the walls. Dozens of Space Marine Ultramarines guard in two rows.
Agemman stood in the center of the temple's cabin, his deep blue Power Armour gleaming with a cold, hard sheen under the lights.
The white Ω emblem on his shoulder armor was like a silent decree, and his weathered face, with eyes that remained clear despite two hundred years of war, calmly observed Lynn as he stepped into the cabin.
In his hands lay an ancient document with Adamantium axis and a deep red leather cover.
A blackened, bloody fingerprint was pressed against the seal.
That was made by the owner of the fingerprint when he was still able to walk among people.
" Lynn Corvana," Agemman said, his deep voice echoing beneath the temple dome.
"In the name of the Emperor of Mankind, through the authority of Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman, and the authorization of the High Lords of Terra..."
He slowly unfolded the document.
On the parchment, densely packed High Gothic script floated amidst Psychic Power ink.
At the end of the document, below Guilliman's signature, there is a very faint golden Psychic Power mark, embedded in the paper like a brand.
After Agemman finished reading, he handed over the document.
" Warrant of Trade: From this moment forward, you and your bloodline possess the eternal right to sail freely, conquer, trade, and expand your territory beyond the borders of the Imperium."
"All your actions shall be in the name of the Emperor."
Lynn took the document.
The parchment was slightly warm to the touch, and the area with the bloody fingerprint felt completely different from the rest of the parchment.
It was as if beneath that small piece of paper, something extremely distant was still pulsating faintly.
Following Agemman's instructions, he placed his left hand next to the bloody fingerprint and swore allegiance in High Gothic.
The moment the last syllable fell, the golden Psychic Power mark on the permit lit up for a brief moment, then dimmed and returned to normal.
Agemman's gaze lingered on the golden light for a moment; he didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.
Lynn looked down at the document in his hand.
The golden light had vanished, as if it had never existed.
But he knew that the mark did not come from Guilliman, but from the Master of Mankind.