Ge and Guilliman stood side by side, the two Primarchs casting long Shadows under the Macragge Sun.
"I've brought quite a few Teammates to support you, Guilliman."
Guilliman nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the Warriors in exotic-style Power Armor behind Ge.
"We will fully assist you in reclaiming lost Territories and rebuilding the Glory of the Imperium," Ge raised his hand, pointing to the Sky.
Guilliman followed his finger, only to see dozens of massive War Planets silently hovering in the Firmament, each radiating a Golden Energy Glow.
"See those?" Ge's mouth curved up slightly. "Those are over fifty War Planets that Great One Ian specially prepared for you."
Guilliman abruptly looked up, his Pupils constricting.
"All... are they all for me?" a rare hint of Trembling entered his voice.
Ge nodded in confirmation.
Guilliman was first Shocked, then Excited, and finally, filled with heartfelt Gratitude.
As a Master Strategist, he instantly calculated the Strategic Value represented by these War Planets. This was not merely Weaponry, but a Force capable of changing the entire Galactic Landscape.
"Please convey my most sincere Gratitude to His Majesty," Guilliman's voice was low and solemn.
Ge noticed the Light flashing in Guilliman's Eyes. The Primarch who had previously held reservations about Ian had now completely shifted his Stance.
Guilliman carefully observed Ge's expression and tone when discussing Ian, keenly sensing the deep Affection between the two, which transcended the relationship between a superior and a subordinate.
"Your Relationship with His Majesty is very good," Guilliman said softly, with a hint of undetectable Envy in his tone.
"Of course, His Majesty cares a lot about us. Thanks to his Guidance, I was able to Grow."
"And he has no airs, often hanging out with us."
Ge couldn't help but sigh at this point. Although Ian was an incredibly Powerful Deity, he was very Approachable, frequently organizing Team Building events.
To say they joined Ian's Divine Kingdom wasn't entirely accurate, as the Divine Kingdom was more like a Company—a Company with the best Benefits they could ever dream of.
"When you were born, were you not teleported to other Planets by the Immaterium?" Guilliman couldn't help but ask.
"Huh? What Teleportation? I've been on Earth all along," Ge, who was unfamiliar with the Primarchs' past, didn't understand what he meant.
However, when Guilliman heard this, it was interpreted as: the other world's Primarchs were not teleported away by the Immaterium when they were young; they all stayed by the Emperor's side and grew up under the Emperor's careful Nurturing.
Moreover, the Emperor of the other world cared for them greatly, valuing them, rather than simply treating them as Tools for reclaiming the Imperium.
No wonder the other world's Imperium succeeded.
Furthermore, he had previously felt that his Father's attitude toward them after his Recovery was strange. He had simply thought that ten thousand years on the Golden Throne had changed his Temperament.
Now, it seemed highly likely that he was influenced by the Emperor of the other world.
Guilliman then turned to face Terra, bowing deeply to show his Respect.
"Thank you, Your Majesty of the other world," Guilliman's voice was low but firm and powerful.
Seeing this, the surrounding Ultramarines followed their Primarch's action, bowing uniformly toward Terra in salute.
The sight of thousands of Astartes saluting simultaneously was magnificent.
Far away on Terra, Ian was discussing how to resolve Chaos with the Emperor when he suddenly felt a powerful surge of Faith Power. He paused for a moment, then the corner of his mouth curved up.
"Looks like Guilliman is quite satisfied with my Gift."
On Macragge, Ge's Eyes emitted a White Light, with a large amount of Data flowing within. He then gestured several times at the Void.
Subsequently, Ripples suddenly appeared in the Void, and a massive Battleship was directly Teleported in using a Wormhole.
The Battleship was 111 kilometers long, with a Gold and Blue Livery, and a lifelike Golden Eagle Head at the Bow.
The entire Battleship looked like a giant upgraded version of the Macragge's Honour, every detail perfectly fitting the Aesthetics and Traditions of the Ultramarines.
The moment Guilliman and the Macragge Minister of the Interior saw the Battleship, their Bodies trembled uncontrollably.
The Ultramarines collectively held their Breath. Even the Veterans who had seen countless Battles couldn't help but gasp in Awe.
"Is this... specially prepared for us?" Guilliman's voice was shaky.
Ge nodded in acknowledgment, then waved his hand, and a Wormhole was instantly erected.
"Please follow me onboard," Ge stepped directly into the Wormhole.
Guilliman followed Ge into the Wormhole, and was instantly transported to the Battleship's Central Control Room.
In the spacious Control Room, a sacred Hologram of an Artificial Intelligence with Wings slowly materialized.
"Welcome, Honored Primarch Guilliman," the Artificial Intelligence's voice was gentle and solemn.
Guilliman looked around the Command Center, every aspect of the Design astonishing him.
The Artificial Intelligence then began to introduce the Battleship's various Functions in detail to Guilliman. In the center of the Control Room was a giant Three-Dimensional Projection System, which could be used to issue Instructions and control the 55 War Planets.
"You can freely deploy the Location and Firepower of these War Planets," the Artificial Intelligence explained. "If you wish, you can even control all the Battleships yourself."
Guilliman's Breathing quickened. As a Master Strategist, he immediately realized what this meant.
The Artificial Intelligence continued to elaborate on the War Planets' Structure and various Weapon Modules. With every weapon introduced, Guilliman's Eyes grew brighter.
"The Planet Disintegration Ray can destroy a medium-sized Planet in an instant."
"The Wormhole Generator can establish a stable Spatial Channel between any two Points. The greater the Distance, the greater the Consumption."
"The Quantum Shield can withstand an Energy Impact equivalent to a Star Explosion."
"This is the Transmuter. Input any Raw Material, then select the Item and Quantity you need, and you can transmute it."
Guilliman was completely engrossed.
"If we had this Force ten thousand years ago..." Guilliman murmured, "Humanity would have swept across the Galaxy long ago."
The Artificial Intelligence seemed to understand Guilliman's mood and gently waved a hand.
A giant Hatch on the exterior War Planet slowly opened, and the Battleship sailed inside.
Guilliman stood on the Observation Deck, staring dumbfounded at the sight before him.
The interior of the War Planet was a colossal Armory. Tens of thousands of massive Battleships were neatly arranged, each many times larger than the Imperium's current Nemesis-class Battleship.
Even more stunning were the gigantic Titan Mechs. The smallest one was over a hundred meters tall. They stood silently, awaiting Activation.
"All of these... are for me?" Guilliman couldn't count how many times he had been Shocked today.
"All are for you, Honored Guilliman," the Artificial Intelligence replied.
The Ultramarines inside the Battleship were already overwhelmingly Excited. Some knelt in Prayer to the Divine Emperor, some had Tears in their Eyes, and others clenched their Fists, as if they could already see the day the Imperium regained its Glory.
Guilliman took a deep Breath, trying to calm his Emotions.
As a Primarch, he was rarely so Flustered. But now, facing a Force capable of changing the entire Galactic Landscape, even he could not remain perfectly Calm.
Now, these Forces belonged to the Imperium, to Humanity, and to the Ultramarines' Chapter.
He would use this Force to launch a New Crusade. This time, it would not be a Black Crusade, because the Future was filled with Light.
"Please inform His Majesty," Guilliman said solemnly, "The Ultramarines' Chapter will forever remember this Kindness."
Ge smiled and nodded.
"The Great One said you are one of the Primarchs he admires most."
Upon hearing this, a complex Light flashed in Guilliman's Eyes.
"I will prove his Judgment was correct," Guilliman's voice was firm and powerful.
"Oh, right!" Ge suddenly seemed to recall something, turning to Guilliman and saying.
"You only need to pray devoutly to His Majesty, and an Interface will appear before your Eyes. There, you can exchange your Faith for various Items."
"You can continue to Enhance the Battleship, or even purchase more War Planets."
"Faith?" Guilliman questioned. 'What kind of Currency is that?'
"That's right, Faith. You only need to pray devoutly, and you can gain Faith by reclaiming lost Territories," Ge explained.
Guilliman's Eyes shone even brighter. He decided that once he returned, he would immediately contact the Priests and start spreading the Divine Emperor's Faith throughout Ultramar.
He couldn't help but imagine the scene of tens of thousands of War Planets sweeping through the Immaterium and Bombarding the Chaos Gods.
Guilliman swore he had never seen such a Wonderful Beginning.