Despair completely enveloped all the soldiers.

"For humanity, for the Emperor."

They let out their last desperate war cry, faced death calmly, and vowed to take away as many traitors as possible who besieged the sanctuary.

Darkness has been completely shrouded, the final trumpet of mankind is about to sound, and the end of everything is coming.

When the final life and death fight between the two sides is about to begin.

As the bell rang, a pure and clear note lit up.

While the automatic machine made a sound like a musical melody, it opened its dome like some kind of giant piranha spreading its petals.

A tall, oppressive body appeared in front of everyone.

Sleeping for ten thousand years, the last light of salvation for mankind, the last hope of the Empire, the Thirteenth son of the Emperor, the genetic Primarch who represents loyalty, hope and benevolence, Guilliman, in front of the tense two sides,

Opened his eyes.

He looked at everything in front of him, his eyes showing confusion and confusion.

Isn’t he playing games??

How come you open your eyes and you're here?

A vast ocean of memories emerged, making him understand everything in an instant.

Suddenly, a hundred thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in my heart.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Can this shit happen??

Please support me. The book about Guilliman's Cruelty is also my book. It also uses the same beginning of Guilliman's Awakening. The plot goes in a different direction.

In order to make ends meet, I wear a lot of vests.

There is no jump technology this time, at least until the Galaxy is completed. There is no jump technology. Before the Warhammer Universe is completed, other universes and multi-dimensional wars will not be started in advance.
Chapter completed!