A large number of people and soldiers knelt on the ground because of this miracle.

They wept and chanted the Emperor's name and various prayers hysterically.

Tears flowed freely down their faces.

The pastors were so excited that their bodies were shaking, singing and praying with all their strength.

Under Magnus' fearful gaze, the golden figure raised his hand.

A golden long sword appeared out of thin air in the hands of the golden figure.

It was enough to make the entire galaxy rise with silvery golden flames.

In the cold, dark void.

The millions of sailors on the Imperial fleet all watched this scene blankly.

How majestic it is.

How shocking.

How incredible.

The diameter of a galaxy alone starts at hundreds of millions of kilometers.

But now, it was illuminated by a figure.

"Forgive me." Magnus cried, feeling the terrible oppression of the Emperor.

The golden figure was silent, and the flames of the golden sword became more intense, as if they were about to burn up space and time.

Seeing this scene, Magnus didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.

He unleashed all his strength and tried to escape from Pharos.

If you stay any longer, you will really die.

He ordered people to interrupt the sacrifices and reverse the witchcraft teleportation across half of the galaxy, hoping to escape from the Holy Land of the Empire and escape back to the Wizarding Star in the Dark Territory of the Empire.

The golden figure struck him with a sword, and the flames rushed towards Magnus's position.

At the critical moment, Magnus used the nine silver towers obtained from the Lord of Changes to reverse the witchcraft and escape.

However, the golden flame burns all the paths of destiny.

Soon, Magnus's shrill screams echoed in the subspace.

The Wizarding Star and the Nameless Star Territory were also affected.

Sharo and many other wizards were backlashed by the powerful witchcraft, and were burned by golden flames following the traces of fate.

In just a few breaths, it was burned to ashes.

The Wizarding Planet is even more terrifying.

A golden light fell and purified half of the planet.

Countless demons died in shrill screams.

The same is true for those cultists. In the bright golden light, even their souls were completely purified.

The wizard star was split into two.

Half of the planet still exudes a strong aura of chaos, while the other half of the planet exudes the aura of the Curse that is disgusting to demons.

Magnus escaped alive.

He fled back to the wizard planet in embarrassment.

Half of his body was in tatters and turned black, even his armor was melted, and one of his wings was completely bald and turned black.

The same is true for Magnus's face. Half of it is still intact, but the other half is charred and looks extremely ferocious.

His greatest reliance, the nine silver towers of the God of Conspiracy, even had scorched black cracks.

These are all the price paid to save one's life.

Magnus, who fled back to the Wizard Planet, looked extremely sad.

The parts of the body that were burned by the Emperor's power did not recover as before, but remained scorched black.

No matter how he used the power of ether, it was difficult to restore the terrible scars.

There was also a burning pain in the charred areas.

This caused Magnus great pain.

Guilliman attracted a burst of Emperor's psychic energy near the planet Pharos. Just like his psychic communication ten thousand years ago, it penetrated directly through the subspace and hit his origin.

This means that these burned areas will never heal.

This is not a superficial burn, but a source of damage that appears on the body.

The searing pain would torture Magnus for a long time.

Let him be in pain all the time, unable to get a moment of peace.

"Guilliman!!" The voice of Magnus, who only had half of his face left, was filled with hatred.

His plan completely failed, and he was plotted against by Guilliman.

"I will not let you go Guilliman."

With the Emperor's appearance, the offensive formed by demons and traitors was quickly defeated.

With the help of the Legion of the Damned, the Imperial Army quickly achieved victory.

Before anyone could cheer, the heroes of the empire gathered in the core room of the lighthouse.

They desperately need an explanation.

Why would the Emperor appear here?

Why did Lord Guilliman know that Magnus was coming?

Why didn't he tell them even though he knew Magnus was coming?

Why is Ventress in the Fortress??

They participated in an extremely difficult battle but knew nothing about the cause of the war.

This is undoubtedly very annoying.

After listening to everyone's confusion, Ventress showed a smile.

"Your Excellency does not know about Magnus's attack. If he knew it was him, he would definitely take more targeted measures to ensure that the demonic original body has no way to escape from the trap."

"Then why did Lord Guilliman leave the words about Magnus in advance? Isn't it because he foresaw the arrival of the other party and left it behind?"

Clovis's tone was full of confusion, and it was obvious that Ventress's statement did not convince him.

If Magnus' arrival was not foreseen, how could Lord Guilliman leave the projection in advance.

Ventris did not explain this, but clicked a few times on a pop-up holographic window.

As he worked, Guilliman's voice echoed throughout the core chamber.

"Hey, Mortarion, it's been a long time. I hope Typhons hasn't changed from your son to your father. After all, he took away your legion and tricked you, a fool, into the God of Plague. I hope he

He won't be cruel enough to let you be his son, that would be too embarrassing."

"Hey, Fulgrim, long time no see. In fact, there is a sentence I have been holding back for ten thousand years. You are ugly and smell bad. To be honest, Mortarion, that sloppy guy who doesn't take a shower, is...

If you are better than you, your aesthetics will be just like that of a Rat Man. I’m wrong, even a Rat Man is better than you."

"Hey, Luojia, long time no see. Let me tell you, I am now the spokesperson of the emperor, and the Law of the Holy Word has been compiled according to my wishes. Even the Pope of the national religion was supported by me.

It’s embarrassing to hear them singing my praises and erecting sculptures for me every day. I burned your city and now they come to take your place.”

Guilliman's voice resounded throughout the hall, and he left a note for each traitorous Primarch.

Amarici:..

Clovis:.

Many senior generals:...

For a moment they didn't know what to say.

In order to mock his brother, Lord Guilliman deliberately left a sentence for each primarch.

"The situation is like this. Your Excellency has left a message for all the rebellious original bodies. No matter who comes, they can choose matching words from it and play it, so as to achieve the effect of shocking the other party."

Ventress explained.

These recordings are all recorded in advance.

It's not like Guilliman would predict such a thing.

Besides, in this universe, predictions are not very reliable.

It's as if a certain undead claimed to be a prophet, but turned out to be cheating by relying on time skills.

As long as the final result does not come true according to his prediction, he will use time technology to backtrack to ensure that the result conforms to his prediction.
To be continued...