"They are very fast." Guilliman sat up straight again.
"They were on their way to support us. Your resurrection made them choose to temporarily abandon the mission of pursuing Chaos and turn to Macragge."
Sicarius' voice was deep and powerful on the communicator.
"They said they could wait, but I thought it would be best to let you know."
"There are many things that need to be done urgently in this world, but receiving a group of loyalists who have come from afar is definitely an urgent matter that needs to be put first. Let them come over. I'm waiting for them in the reception hall."
"As you wish, my lord."
... ... ... ...
There was a sound of electricity, the communicator was turned off, and the thinker who was processing the information fell into silence again.
Guilliman sat in his seat, thinking about the future.
New technology had been given to Kaur, and the reform parliament was ready.
The remaining task is to wipe out the Chaos forces in Ultramar and gradually advance his own plan.
When the time is right, he will travel to Terra, take over all power in the Imperium from the corrupt and greedy High Lords, and continue to advance his plans.
The opening of the Great Rift not only strengthened the Evil God, but also gave the Emperor a chance to revive.
He needs to gain enough power to protect himself before the Emperor revives, to avoid being destroyed by the Emperor.
After ten thousand years of faith, no one can guarantee that the emperor is still the emperor he was ten thousand years ago.
The Emperor's resurgence is not necessarily a good thing.
... ... ... ...
The wide corridor of Hera Fortress.
More than fifty representatives of chapters who came from afar were led to the reception hall by two warriors of the Ultramarines.
The corridor is very magnificent and covered with gorgeous gold and silver decorations.
Every few meters there is a marble column supporting the soaring gallery roof.
The floor is paved with black and white tiles.
“This incident strikes me as somewhat unbelievable.”
A representative of the Chapter held a scepter inlaid with a golden skull and a ring of bone spikes, and the crackling psychic currents revealed his identity as the think tank of the Chapter.
The Librarians are Space Marines with psychic powers. They generally have abilities such as prophecy and elemental manipulation, and can help the chapter fight against demons and various aliens with psychic powers.
"Nothing is incredible, everything is arranged by the Emperor." said the Space Marine wearing black and white armor.
His head covered with hideous scars was inlaid with two gold and one silver service nails, which made it particularly eye-catching.
This is a veteran with over a hundred years of service. Judging from the golden double-headed eagle on his breastplate, he has a very high status.
"Don't talk about these things anymore. We are standing on the surface of Macragge now. Don't talk about a Primarch casually."
Verano, who was walking in front, turned his head to look at the two colleagues who were talking, signaling them not to talk about this matter anymore.
To speak of the awakened Roboute Guilliman on Macragge would be a sign of disrespect to the Ultramarines.
He didn't want this kind of thing to cause hostility between the battle groups.
The two people who were talking fell silent. Verano turned his head again and looked at everything he could see.
Cobalt blue banners were hung outside the corridors, with the symbol of Ultramar embellished with silver threads, forming a unique pattern, surrounding the crowned Imperial Eagle.
On the road leading to the hall stood the Invincible Iron Guard Terminator wearing fierce cavalry-style armor.
They stood like sculptures, solemn and silent, with the power weapons in their hands activated. Once an attack was launched, a blue or white power field would emerge.
The entire area has been put under high martial law.
Verano had seen these armored Terminators when Calgar led several expeditions of the Imperial Army.
These honor guards surrounded the imperial legend and marched through him in a grand triumphal ceremony.
The first door opened with a sharp pneumatic sound, and more members of the Honor Guard stood inside.
The atmosphere seemed oppressive, as all of these Honor Guard members were veterans of hundreds of battles, having experienced fights with Chaos, aliens, and traitors.
An Ultramarines in Captain's armour approached them.
"Welcome to Macragge."
"Sicarius, it's nice to see you again." Verano saluted and greeted the Ultramarines.
"I'm glad to see you, Verano. It's been twenty years since we last met. If you want to reminisce, please wait a moment. My master is waiting for you. Please go and see him as soon as possible."
Sicarius held out his hand, motioning them to go inside.
Verano and others walked along the corridor to the last door.
The members of the Honor Guard, who were in charge of the guard, stamped their feet and stood at attention, making solemn sounds.
The marble door of the hall, which was engraved with intricate patterns and inlaid with a golden imperial eagle, was opened with a mechanical sound.
Representatives from various regiments felt a little nervous. They took off their helmets, tried to remain calm, and walked in.
The first time they walked in, they were stunned.
On a throne of pure gold, surrounded by hundreds of ornaments, sat a living miracle.
A giant warrior in blue and gold armor was sitting on it, his broad face handsome and majestic, one hand equipped with a huge glove, and a huge sheathed power sword placed next to his throne.
Verano thought he was prepared, but when he saw that face, he realized he was not. He was so excited that he could not control himself and soon burst into tears.
He had seen this Primarch before. Macragge had once been threatened by the Tyranids, and their chapter had been ordered to come to support and repel the threat from outside the galaxy.
It was because of this that he was able to meet Guilliman in the sanctuary of Hera's Fortress.
He was placed in a stasis field.
In the battle ten thousand years ago, he was only one second away from death, but because of the special function of the stagnation field, the arrival of that second was infinitely prolonged.
And now, he was free from the stasis field and was sitting there alive.
There is infinite vitality in his strong body and his eyes are full of wisdom and majesty.
Verano and the other Space Marines knelt on one knee, as if it were instinct.
"What they say is true. You are resurrected, my lord."
Verano could feel his voice trembling.
This is not caused by fear, but excitement and excitement.
In this situation, everyone in the empire would tremble with excitement, as a living myth appeared in their world.
Guilliman surveyed them and walked down the steps.
"Everyone, stand up. You have defended humanity and the Empire. You are heroes of the Empire. There is no need to be so polite."
Guilliman walked over to the nearest Space Marine, put his hands around the man's shoulders, and helped him up.
“What is your name?” Guilliman asked.
"Villano, from the Raven Guard, Captain of the Silent Company."
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Captain,” said Guilliman.
"It is an honor to meet you, my lord."
"I hope so. I thought you wouldn't acknowledge me, which would give me a headache." Guilliman said humorously.
"That is not possible. We will fight for your will," Villano said.
"Haha." Guilliman patted Verano on the shoulder. "Soon, there will be a chance to prove it. I hope you won't disappoint me too much then."
Guilliman greeted the representatives of the chapters in the front row one by one. These Space Marines came from the Raven Guard, Space Wolves, White Scars, and some subsequent chapters.
They all came for the resurrected Primarch.
I asked them their names and tried my best to create a relaxed and humorous atmosphere to bring them closer to each other through laughter.
Guilliman spoke highly of each visitor, praising their contributions to the Imperium.
After finishing the small talk, Guilliman was ready to get straight to the point.
"You have come a long way, I should have let you rest, but the current situation of the Empire is extremely bad, Chaos and the aliens have not given us any free time to rest. I urgently need to stabilize the situation in Ultramar so that I can make the next plan. The fleet is already gathering, and the army is also gathering towards Macragge. I want to ask if you will fulfill your oath and join my army."
Guilliman inquired, looking around at the many Chapter representatives.