Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Hundreds of guardsmen of the Imperial Guards poured out from the inner court of the Imperial Palace!!

Under the eager gaze of countless citizens of the Empire, the Primarch wearing the [Sacred Armor] and holding the [Emperor's Sword] descended on the high walls of the Terra Imperial Palace.

The brilliant light from the sun gave the Primarch a golden halo.

The [Sacred Armor] and [Emperor's Sword], which carried the glory of the Emperor, shone brightly in the halo.

Such a scene was like the great Emperor returning to the world.

"Emperor above!" The citizens of the Empire shed tears of excitement.

The mortals knelt on the land of Terra and paid the highest respect to the Primarch.

Thousands of salutes placed on the walls of the Imperial Palace sounded loudly, accompanied by dazzling flashes, and the deafening roar echoed in every corner of the Terra land.

The roar of artillery fire often means war and death! But at this moment, this shocking sound represents supreme glory.

The holy son of the Emperor has arrived, and this grand coronation ceremony will make all the people of the Empire excited.

No one is qualified to crown a holy son of the Emperor!

Only Gawain himself can crown the Primarch.

The Primarch held the laurel wreath made of adamantium in his hand and put it on his head with a solemn face.

The baby-like mechanical servant [Cherubim] floated in the sky, faithfully broadcasting this scene that was enough to be recorded in the history books to every corner of the Empire.

The golden laurel wreath bloomed with brilliant light under the sunlight.

[Imperial Regent] held up the blazing Emperor's Sword and issued a solemn declaration to the people of the Empire throughout the galaxy.

"Sacrifice is the cornerstone of the Empire!"

"The ancient human empire has been stumbling in the darkness for thousands of years. It is precisely because of the sacrifice and blood of countless loyalists that the empire has been able to survive in the galaxy surrounded by enemies."

"But blood and sacrifice are not beautiful things! Pain and despair have overwhelmed the empire for too long. I, Gawain, swear in the name of [Regent of the Empire]!"

"The Empire will surely win the final victory! When the enemies of the Empire are wiped out, mankind will usher in a new era, an era full of reason and beauty."

Through the broadcast of [Cherubim], the Primarch's voice, as firm as steel, resounded in every corner of the galaxy.

The people of the Empire who were fortunate enough to witness this coronation ceremony burst into thunderous cheers at the same time.

Trillions of people of the Empire burst into shocking positive emotions, and the surging emotions penetrated the curtain of reality and illusion, and aroused an eternal echo in the cold sea of ​​souls.

The [Cold Sun] suspended in the Sea of ​​Souls shone with brilliant light. Wherever the sunlight reached, the Chaos Demons were turned into ashes in an instant.

That was the sacred light from the [Lord of Mankind].

The rising cold sun made the Chaos Demons panic! Facing eternal death, even this group of twisted monsters would feel deep fear.

Intense positive emotions rippled in the cold sea of ​​souls! The Chaos Gods hidden in the depths of the warp felt a hint of threat almost at the same time!

The last time the gods felt this way was when the Emperor was forced to sit on the [Golden Throne] ten thousand years ago.

A Lord of Mankind who had not yet ascended had already made the Sea of ​​Souls no longer peaceful. If the [Imperial Regent] who was rising in the physical universe was added...

...

After the short but grand coronation ceremony, there was an unprecedented military parade.

The salute on the walls of the palace sounded again!

The earth also began to tremble at this moment! !

Under the watchful eyes of the [Imperial Regent], tens of thousands of Astartes gathered into a torrent of steel that could tear apart all enemies of the Empire.

Astartes from various chapters held [Chainswords] and [Boltguns], and roared in contempt at the aliens and chaos lurking in the galaxy.

The legend of [Angels of Death] spread to every corner of the Empire!

This group of giants wrapped in ceramsite power armor is the sharpest sword in the hands of the Emperor! In front of the glorious Astartes, all enemies of the Empire will receive their destined death!

It is precisely because of the blood and sacrifice of the Angels of Death that the Empire has been able to survive in the dark galaxy to this day.

Following the [Angels of Death] are the Dreadnoughts from various chapters.

The [Dreadnoughts] with different paint jobs exude a pungent iron smell! Compared to ordinary Astartes, the battle brothers buried in the [Stone Coffin] are more worthy of admiration.

Even though they suffered eternal torture in the sarcophagus, they still did not forget the sacred mission entrusted by the Emperor.

The array of Astartes and Dreadnoughts gradually faded away! The [Astra Militarum] Corps, which exuded the breath of iron, blood and perseverance, entered the vision of the people of the Empire.

[Cadian Blitzkrieg], [Valhalla Ice Corps], [Krieg Death Legion], [Modian Iron Guard]...

The solemn and solemn Astra Militarum soldiers wore neat uniforms and marched slowly but firmly on the land of [Throne World].

[Astra Militarum] is just a group of mortals!

They don't have the strong body of [Astartes], nor can they be equipped with feedback power armor like [Battle Sisters].

The only thing they can do is to wear simple [Shell Armor], with loyalty to the Emperor and anger against heresy, step into the cruel battlefield like a meat grinder.

Even if they are destined to fail to achieve a great victory for the Emperor, their courage and sacrifice still make the [Astra Militarum] an irreplaceable cornerstone.

Every mortal is proud to join the [Astra Militarum].

Their lives will become the currency in the hands of the Emperor. The Lord of Mankind is using countless currencies... to redeem the future of the Empire.

The crew of the [Imperial Navy] marched proudly, and the honors that showed glory jingled in the breeze of Terra.

The devout [Battle Sisters] sang hymns like light smoke, praising and glorifying the great Lord of Mankind.

The [Intelligent Control Legion] from the Mechanicus exuded a low hum. These soulless machines had brought countless great victories to the Empire.

The people of the Empire maintained a pious posture of slightly bowing, and paid high tribute to the loyal Imperial warriors.

A deafening roar suddenly came from the end of the horizon.

The earth began to tremble again!

Under the astonished gaze of the people of the empire, six amazing behemoths appeared at the end of the horizon.

They were the divine machines from the Titan Order, the incarnation of the Om Messiah on earth - the Emperor-class Titans!