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Guilliman, who had been dormant for ten thousand years, reappeared in front of the demons and Chaos Space Marines.

They seemed to recall the fear of being dominated by the primarch once again.

Thirteenth son of the Emperor, Primarch Guilliman.

A demigod who represents loyalty, hope, and ideals.

The battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

The powerful oppressive force made the necromancer warriors who did not know what to fear, retreat again and again.

Even after ten thousand years of sleep, the newly revived Primarch still made the aliens feel endless fear.

A necromancer screamed silently to the sky.

Carrying the blue fire Dada, under the terrified eyes of the undead warriors, the more and more people came out.

This solitary warrior seems to be going to climb the peak in his life.

But the next moment, a fist wrapped in a battle armor smashed the spare ribs warrior into scum all over the ground.

The violent fist wind even sent some necromancers flying around.

But again, the movement here completely attracted the attention of the enemy on the battlefield.

The Space Marines, who had long been eroded into shape by Chaos, roared and charged at Guilliman with a chain-toothed sword.

They want to completely kill this newly awakened Primarch.

But the extreme warriors of the human camp, the dark templars, and the fighting nuns burst into the sky at this moment.

A round of armor-piercing bullets, hot melt bullets, and spear-toothed swords with sparks blocked the enemy's charge.

Guilliman, or Li Ming.

At this time, I am feeling the huge power in this body.

Only after the soul entered Guilliman did he truly experience the power of the Primarch.

This kind of power is not only physical power, but more of a cognition of the truth of the universe.

And the psionic power that fills the universe.

"Fortunately, the Emperor now thinks that I have been assimilated by extreme beliefs, otherwise the guys in the inquisition will have burned me to ashes."

Li Ming, who is familiar with the crazy world of Warhammer, muttered silently.

Although he became the blue father of this world.

Coupled with the eye of fear at this moment, it also sprays the terrifying chaotic power and huge curse marks on the real country.

It also split the empire in two, further fragmenting the human empire.

Moreover, because of the Emperor's changes in the warp.

Next, it is not difficult to imagine that the evil god of chaos will definitely put his eyes on him.

That would be an unprecedented pressure, even if the Emperor, consciously plunged into Chaos, was suppressed before the Cursed Scar.

Stop the evil gods, but his good brothers obviously won't let him go.

But in the past 10,000 years, the power of the four hawkers has been strengthened by human desires to an unimaginable level.

Now, the impact on reality is even more terrifying.

After sorting out the information, Li Ming couldn't help but feel worried.

"I don't know, can I stand it?"

The current situation is that Horus has already attacked the Emperor.

Had the Emperor not been stimulated by Li Ming's arrival, he would have entered a deeper level of chaos by now.

And he will also wake up after a full set of horses and chickens arranged by Kaur, the great sage of the Mechanic Order, and a kiss from the Eldar Prophet Evelyn.

But it became the blue dad of plastic material.

Finally, on the old road, leading the empire to another abyss.

"Presumably White Scars, the Imperial Guard, the Imperial Navy, they will all come when they know I recover."

Guilliman, who frowned in thought, was suddenly awakened by the sound of the serrated sword.

He pulled out the flaming sword placed in the stagnation room and poured his psychic energy.

Flames spread all over the blade in an instant. This was the holy sword given to him by the Emperor after the Horus Heresy.

After being with him for 10,000 years, the dazzling fire finally bloomed again today.

Although the soul has become someone else.

But there is pure faith gathered by Li Ming's image of Guilliman on Earth.

His strength does not decrease but increases!

With the help of the Emperor, he perfectly inherited everything from Guilliman!

The tall body, holding the holy sword, strode towards the battlefield.

A massacre begins.

As expected of the man who tore and stained Macragge in a vacuum.

A single sword slashed the mighty Chaos Space Marine in half, before the corpse fell to the ground.

The addiction to tearing at the enemy came to his head again, and the tall body sent the holy sword in his hand into a demon's body.

Grab an immortal and blast it into scum all over the ground.

Then, the flames rose.

His speed is like lightning, and he is blessed with the purest faith in his personal image.

Li Ming's kills became more efficient.

The Smurfs of the Ultramarines, after seeing their blue father resurrected, became more powerful.

Each with an excited expression.

They gathered in front of Li Ming and began to sweep across the battlefield as they did during the Great Crusade.

The powerful Chaos warriors and ribs were harvested as quickly as straws.

Under the wrath of the warriors, they began to retreat.

The news of the Primarch's resurrection was also deliberately spread by the human camp and spread throughout the entire battlefield.

The human camp, who fell into despair, all made a loud cry.

"For the Emperor! For humanity!"

"kill!"

A nameless force emerged from the tired body.

The Pyro turned into a barbecue master and charged at the enemy with a flame gun.

The great emperor did not give up on them, even through the scars of the curse, he still shed his glory.

A Primarch was sent to them. *

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