“BOOM—!!!”
Deafening explosions shattered the sky as three gunships erupted into massive fireballs, raining debris down below.
Guilliman’s figure wove through the smoke and flames like an angel delivering ultimate judgment.
Every Chaos Space Marine who managed to escape the blasts or remained aboard the other gunships was executed with swift, precise lethality—not a single one spared!
As high-altitude winds gradually dispersed the smoke and dust, every Ultramarine looked up toward the sky.
The sunlight of Macragge beamed down unobstructed, piercing through the gloom that had once shrouded the land.
Against the backdrop of the clear blue sky and blazing sun, that towering, four-meter-tall figure clad in the azure Armor of Fate hovered silently in midair.
He seemed to stand within the sun itself, as if he were its living incarnation upon the mortal realm.
He looked down gently at his domain, down at his loyal sons, his eyes filled with paternal warmth and steadfast resolve.
After a brief silence came a thunderous, fanatical roar that coalesced into a single name echoing through the clouds:
“Gene-father—!!!”
“Gene-father—!!!”
“Gene-father—!!!”
The resounding cries echoed through the ruins of the sanctuary, as blazing faith and ecstatic joy threatened to melt cold steel.
Yet Guilliman, standing at the center of all eyes, showed not a trace of relief on his resolute face; instead, a heavy solemnity clouded his features.
He cherished the devotion of his sons, but his mind was consumed by the brutal reality facing the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar.
The Great Rift—that terrifying scar torn across the galaxy when Abaddon shattered Cadia with a Blackstone Fortress during his Thirteenth Black Crusade—had dragged a third of the Imperium’s territory into the dark side of Chaos.
His Five Hundred Worlds bore the brunt of it, with countless Chaos warbands rampaging through them, plunging living beings into ruin.
He even knew that his brother, Lion El’Jonson, the First Primarch, was trapped within that dark realm at this very moment.
(If only I had been awakened a decade or two earlier…)
Guilliman sighed silently in his heart.
(The original Guilliman woke up to this mess, and now it has landed squarely on my head all over again.)
(If I had been resurrected a few decades earlier, with a Viltrumite’s ridiculous top flight speed of twenty billion times the speed of light, I could have flown straight into the Eye of Terror and kicked Abaddon’s head off like a football!)
Thinking of that speed, even Guilliman, now merged with the essence of a Viltrumite, couldn’t help but inwardly mock how wild the original comic book writers had been with their stats.
Twenty billion times the speed of light!
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This meant a Viltrumite needed only a single day to cross over a hundred thousand light-years!
Compared to that, the Imperium’s dangerous and unstable Warp travel—and even the ancient Aeldari Webway—looked like a snail’s crawl.
With such godlike speed, he could traverse every corner of the galaxy in a single day, as if strolling through his own backyard garden.
Of course, he had no time for idle strolls, but at the very least, completely purging all Chaos filth from Ultramar would be child’s play.
Guilliman descended slowly.
First Captain Agemman, Second Captain Cato Sicarius, Chapter Master Calgar, and Chief Librarian Tigurius immediately gathered around him.
They dropped to one knee in deep reverence.
Guilliman’s gaze fell first upon Calgar, his voice warm yet laced with unquestionable authority.
“You have fought hard, my son. Now, hand over official command of the Chapter to me.”
Calgar didn’t hesitate, bowing his head solemnly.
“Of course, Father! Our lives and our honor belong to you. The Ultramarines will always follow your call and leadership!”
“Very good.”
The moment Calgar finished speaking and command was formally transferred at the level of will, a long-absent, cold, mechanical voice echoed deep within Guilliman’s mind:
[Ding! Supreme Command of the “Ultramarines Chapter” acquired. Administration Points +10,000.]
(Right, I still have the Strongest Lord Regent System!) Guilliman realized.
The chaos upon awakening and the back-to-back battles had made him almost forget its existence.
(System, what can I exchange Administration Points for right now?) he asked inwardly.
In an instant, a glowing list visible only to him appeared before his eyes.
Most items on the list carried a distinct “Viltrumite” flavor:
· Viltrumite Medical Pod: As long as the subject is not entirely dead, placing them inside guarantees a high probability of full recovery.
Price: 50 Administration Points each.
· Faster-Than-Light Drive (Viltrum Special Edition): Speed reaches half the cruising speed of a normal Viltrumite (approx. 10 billion times the speed of light). Follow the newest chapters on novelping(.)com.
Price: 1,000 Administration Points each.
Manufacturing Blueprint: 5,000 Administration Points.
· Intra-Planetary Instant Teleporter: Modified from Earth technology, capable of precise instant teleportation within the range of a single planet.
Price: 200 Administration Points per set (covers key strategic locations).
Interstellar teleportation networks require multiple interconnected units.
Scrolling further down, there were various weapons, shields, and power systems based on Viltrumite technology…
Guilliman’s heart skipped a beat!
Viltrumite technology at its peak was among the top in the universe!
Although their individual power was overwhelming and they rarely relied on external gadgets, their super-brains and near-infinite lifespans had allowed them to reach mind-boggling heights in scientific research.
(An FTL Drive!)
His attention was immediately seized by this item.
This was a technology that even the Emperor himself had longed for!
With this, the Imperium’s warships could truly soar across the star-seas of realspace.
Completely free from reliance on the dangerous Warp, even the ancient Webway would pale in comparison!
(One drive costs 1,000 points, the blueprint is 5,000… speed is half a Viltrumite’s… that’s 10 billion times light speed?!)
“Are you sure about this figure—10 billion times the speed of light?”
Even though he was prepared, Guilliman couldn’t help double-checking in his mind.
[Without a doubt.] The System answered crisp and clear.
A surge of massive excitement washed over Guilliman!
Ten billion times the speed of light!
What kind of concept was that?
If he exchanged ten drives and installed them on the Chapter’s capital ships, the mobility of the Ultramarines would reach a terrifying level beyond the comprehension of all enemies—Chaos, Aeldari, and Tyranids alike!
Within the scope of the Five Hundred Worlds, as long as they willed it, they could arrive at any battlefield within an hour to reinforce!
This was far faster and more reliable than even the most stable psyker teleportation!