Reborn as Humanity’s Emperor Across the Multiverse

Boom————!!!

The plasma projectiles, which should have landed on the ground and engulfed Maggie Shaw, were instead neutralized in an instant by a surge of blazing flames. The fire rose sky-high, as brilliant as the midday sun, with a deafening shockwave sweeping through the entire district. The air became heavy with searing heat.

The relentless tide of bugs faltered slightly under this sudden and overwhelming display of power, their offensive momentarily weakened.

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Even Maggie, who was moving at high speed through the swarm, staggered and nearly lost her footing under the force of the shockwave.

She struggled to maintain her balance, staying alert as she raised her head to assess the situation.

!!

But when she saw the sky consumed by flames, her expression shifted—from confusion to a rare, almost relieved look, as though she could finally catch her breath.

Whooosh————!!

The roaring winds caused by the plasma detonations echoed in the ears of every soldier present.

"Watch out and take cover!" a mobile infantry soldier shouted in warning.

"F**k! What the hell just happened?!" another soldier cursed, his voice trembling with fear and confusion.

"What's going on?!"

"Is… fire falling from the sky?!"

In the seventh-floor fire point of an office building, the air was thick with panicked voices. The squad stationed there seemed to have fallen into temporary disarray.

After all, none of them could have anticipated such an unprecedented development in the midst of battle.

Moreover, the powerful shockwave nearly knocked the unarmored mobile infantry off their feet. Even the heavily equipped assault troops struggled to stay steady.

When the shock finally subsided, the mobile infantry and assault troops regrouped, returning to the window-side cover to survey the battlefield.

However, what truly shocked and terrified the soldiers was not the shockwave itself but the fiery spectacle that had erupted from an unknown source.

Looking out the windows, the soldiers saw flames that seemed to engulf the entire world. The intense light and overwhelming heat left them nearly breathless.

Though they were trained fighters, hardened by various combat experiences, even the most battle-seasoned among the mobile infantry and assault troops could not suppress the awe and disbelief they felt at this incomprehensible sight.

"What is this…?" an assault soldier murmured, removing his helmet as he gazed up at the dissipating flames.

Neither their training nor their battlefield experience could offer an explanation for what had just occurred. It was as if, in this moment, the very rules of war had been rewritten.

Whoosh~!

As the flames gradually faded, carried away by the swirling air currents, the soldiers finally saw the source of the fiery maelstrom—

A figure with radiant white wings.

Golden hair cascaded like a waterfall, and a face of divine beauty radiated holiness, every detail exuding brilliance.

In their hand was the Imperial Spear, its blade wreathed in flames that glowed with a dazzling golden light, illuminating everything around it.

What stood out even more was the figure's golden armor, shining like the first light of dawn, as though it could pierce through all darkness.

The source of the roaring winds was the rhythmic beating of their majestic white wings, a cadence that seemed to compose a sacred hymn.

The figure's presence was like that of a celestial being descending from the heavens, freezing the battlefield in an instant.

Everything about this being made it clear—they were no ordinary soldier. This was none other than Sanguinius, the Primarch of the Blood Angels.

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When the soldiers finally saw Sanguinius clearly, they were struck speechless, their eyes wide in shock and disbelief. They stood frozen in place, as if they had forgotten the peril surrounding them.

The rumors they'd heard from the Navy rang in their minds:

"The Human Empire is aided by gods!"

"An angel soaring through space? Can you even believe that?"

"And those superhuman warriors in their steel suits—there's no way to beat them!"

But truth be told, the mobile infantry and assault troops had always harbored skepticism toward such claims.

After all, humanity had existed in this galaxy for ages, yet they had never seen real "gods" or "angels"—beings of supernatural origin.

Even with Maggie Shaw displaying superhuman combat abilities, and despite video footage and images depicting Sanguinius, deep down, the soldiers had believed these phenomena were simply the result of the Human Empire's advanced biotechnology.

At this moment, Sanguinius's gaze, as brilliant as a star, swept over each soldier. It was as though he could see into their very souls, perceiving their fears and anxieties.

He raised his head slightly, and his voice—imbued with an irresistible divine authority—spread across the entire capital city:

"Brothers and sisters—fear not—for the Empire has arrived."

Each word rippled outward like waves, instilling an invisible strength into the hearts of all who heard them.

As his words faded, Sanguinius lifted his right hand, locking his piercing gaze on the intersection where the bug swarm was thickest. With an elegant yet impossibly swift motion, he hurled the Imperial Spear.

Whoosh————!!

The spear's sharp tip streaked through the air, tracing a brilliant arc of light, accompanied by the sonic boom of its flight and a trail of flames, heading straight for the center of the intersection.

Boom————!!

The instant the spear struck the ground, an explosive shockwave tore through the air, unleashing an inferno of fire and light.

At that moment, the swarm of bugs in the intersection were obliterated like paper in a storm, vaporized and reduced to ashes by the overwhelming energy unleashed by the Imperial Spear.

What was even more astonishing was that the immense power seemed to be carefully controlled by Sanguinius. The surrounding buildings were merely blackened by the heat, with no significant structural damage.

In mere seconds, with a single strike, thousands of warrior bugs and tiger bugs were wiped out, erased from existence.

"This… this is truly an angel!"

One mobile infantry soldier, unable to contain his reverence, dropped to one knee. His expression was one of utter awe and devotion, as though he had just witnessed a deity from myth.

With Sanguinius's arrival and his display of divine power, the atmosphere inside the seventh-floor fire point began to shift.

For the first time, the once steadfastly atheist soldiers found their beliefs wavering under the influence of this holy spectacle.

Their eyes glimmered with newfound faith. In this moment, they had found a reason to fight, a cause worth dying for. Their courage burned brightly like a wildfire, dispelling the shadows of despair and igniting their souls with determination.

As the mobile infantry and assault troops on the seventh floor gazed at Sanguinius in awe, they noticed something else—brilliant blue beams flashing across the night sky, accompanied by countless bursts of light resembling fireworks that illuminated the darkness.

Clearly, the situation in low orbit had also undergone a dramatic shift with Sanguinius's arrival.

The Arachi biological fleet, which had forced the remnants of the Federal fleet into the lower atmosphere and seized control of low orbit, had been freely bombarding Campbell with meteors and plasma projectiles.

But now, the soldiers began to notice a significant decline in the number of incoming meteors and plasma barrages.

This change was like the first light of dawn, bringing hope to the weary defenders.

These developments made it clear: the Human Empire's fleet from New Hope had emerged from warp space and engaged the Arachi Swarm's biological fleet in low orbit.

From the soldiers' perspective, it seemed as though the Imperial fleet was "dominating" the battle.

The flashing blue beams in the night sky were undoubtedly the high-energy lasers described by the Navy—the main cannon fire of Sanguinius's flagship, Tears of Red.

As for the countless bursts of light, they were the explosions of space transport bugs and plasma bugs annihilated by the high-energy beams. The insect eggs carried within these creatures were also reduced to ashes, erased from the galaxy.

Unlike Guilliman and Leon, who were more focused on psychic power, Sanguinius excelled in inspiring and manipulating morale.

He was acutely aware of the shifting emotions among the mobile infantry and assault troops.

In truth, Sanguinius had deliberately crafted his image to appear "divine," aligning himself with notions of holiness and angelic majesty.

This strategy not only boosted morale but also helped instill faith in the terrified soldiers. It dramatically increased the likelihood of their eventual loyalty to the Empire.

As expected, his plan worked perfectly.

After witnessing the miraculous flames and Sanguinius's awe-inspiring presence, the soldiers stationed on the seventh floor, as well as the armed units deployed across the city and even the civilians hiding in their homes, couldn't help but develop feelings of reverence—and even profound faith—in him.

To be fair, in the past, Sanguinius might have scoffed at the idea of cultivating a "holy" or "godlike" image.

But his closest brother, Guilliman, had long since recognized the value of leveraging such imagery to consolidate power and had deliberately portrayed himself, the Emperor, and the other Primarchs as "gods" or "demigods" in Imperial propaganda.

Though their father, the Emperor, had never formally discussed religion or faith with them, Guilliman had deduced—especially with the establishment of the Imperial Cult and the existence of warp-realms like the Trench Crusades' Hell and Paradise—that uniting the Empire's people under a shared belief was a potent weapon against the forces of the Warp.

Thus, Guilliman had transitioned from ignoring the "Emperor-as-God" narrative to tolerating it, and finally to actively promoting it.

He had even shared his ideas with Sanguinius and Leon via private communication channels.

Sanguinius, trusting Guill

iman completely, embraced the concept wholeheartedly.

And so, Sanguinius intentionally cultivated an image of divine descent, every gesture and movement radiating authority and supernatural strength.

At this moment, he raised his right hand once more, using his will to summon the Imperial Spear. The flame-wreathed weapon traced a dazzling arc through the air as it returned to its master.

After glancing down to check on Maggie Shaw and confirming that she had only sustained minor injuries, Sanguinius spread his majestic white wings with a powerful motion.

Whoosh—Whoosh—!!

His enormous, radiant form became a streak of golden light, slicing through the sky like a blade, heading directly toward the western front of the capital city, where the defensive line was on the verge of collapse.

Boom. Boom—!!

Moments later, the western skies erupted with blazing golden flames, accompanied by deep explosions that thundered over the city.

Visible shockwaves rippled outward, as if threatening to tear the very night apart.

As Sanguinius left, the mobile infantry and assault troops, still reeling from what they had just witnessed, began to recover their senses. They spoke in awe:

"How… how powerful."

"Was that the 'archangel' the Navy kept talking about?"

"If angels are that strong, then what about the fabled Emperor of Mankind?"

"But…" A mobile infantry soldier, still uneasy, glanced at the bug-filled streets below and asked with a frown:

"The archangel is gone. What do we do now? I only have three magazines left…"

Before he could finish, the sergeant commanding their fire team strode over, lightly rapping the soldier's helmet and snapping:

"Without that angel, you'd already have given up?!"

The sergeant then opened the squad's comm channel and spoke firmly:

"Listen up, apes! Fight with everything you've got! Don't hold back on ammo! We can't expect Captain Shaw to hold the entire line by herself!

And now that the Human Empire's angel and fleet are here, it won't be long before they drop reinforcements!

When that happens, we'll get some breathing room and let their forces take over the fight!

Do I make myself clear?!"

"Sir! Yes, sir!" the soldiers responded in unison, their voices resolute and loud.

"Sir! Look at the sky!"

A nearby assault soldier suddenly raised his hand, pointing out the shattered window toward the heavens.

?

The sergeant walked over, following the direction the soldier was pointing, and gazed into the night sky.

There, descending once more, were countless flaming "meteors."

Were they bug meteors? Or Imperial drop pods?

Before the sergeant could discern the answer—

Boom! Boom!!

The sound of heavy impacts echoed from the southern side of the building.

At the same time, metallic voices rang out, powerful and unified:

"For the Emperor!"

"For the people of Campbell!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

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