Not only did Huron, Bayer, and the others notice the golden light on Sith becoming increasingly apparent.
Even Sith himself sensed that something was wrong.
This power indeed came from Terra; in fact, Sith was certain it came from the Emperor.
But unlike before, when he was outside the Sol System and the Emperor's power needed to traverse the Warp to bestow its blessing upon him,
Sith now understood clearly that this power was not even a deliberate blessing from the Emperor, but rather that Sith was...
Too close to the Emperor's physical form!
So close that the Emperor finally did not need to look through the Warp, but could look at Sith directly in the material universe.
Even the golden light spreading across his body, though still faint, felt inexhaustible whenever Sith reached out to slightly mobilize this divine power.
It was, in the truest sense, the infinite power of the Emperor.
"Could it be that once I reach Terra..."
"I can receive the Emperor's 100% blessing?"
Watching the golden light constantly diffusing from his hands, Sith clenched his fist slightly, grasping the radiance.
orac perfectly executed Sith's orders; the entire warship withstood the endless siege of the Tyranids, sailing firmly toward the distant Terra.
As the warship trembled more and more frequently, and as they drew closer to Terra, the golden light on Sith became increasingly distinct.
It was so distinct that even Lorgar Aurelian, who had always maintained his distance, could not help but stare at Sith ahead, and then stare at the distant Terra.
Although their appearances were different, Lorgar Aurelian, who had fought all the way from 30K to 40K, though unwilling to admit it in his heart, felt that Sith, bathed in golden light on the bridge of the Imperator Somnium, truly possessed a trace...
Of the aura the Emperor had during the Great Crusade.
Thinking of this, Lorgar Aurelian even lowered his head in a panic, feeling that such thoughts were blasphemous.
Yet, the head he had just lowered could not help but steal careful glances at Sith ahead, who was continuously receiving the Emperor's blessing.
Then, Lorgar Aurelian suddenly realized that Sith's words about reaching Terra no matter what might not just be Sith's idea, but also the idea of the one on the Golden Throne at this moment.
The massive fleet followed closely behind orac, and orac used every ounce of its strength to continuously blast the endless stream of bio-ships around it into fragments.
But even with orac firing at full capacity, the Tyranid bio-ships before it were truly no match for it.
However, the massive Imperial Fleet around and behind it was not so lucky!
A Cobra Destroyer not far from orac was submerged by bio-artillery shells and began to disintegrate amid a violent secondary explosion.
Among the debris engraved with the patterns of the Battle Sisters were numerous corpses of sisters wearing power armor, their faces still wearing the last trace of fanatical piety before their deaths.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the surrounding Imperial warships, these corpses, along with the warship, were dragged away by smaller bio-ships traversing the battlefield, heading toward Jupiter to be dumped inside.
Several surrounding Battle Sisters' warships saw this and angrily launched bombardments; unable to rescue them, they directly used fire to incinerate the remains of their sisters, wishing to avoid this tragic fate.
Sith glanced at it silently and then withdrew his gaze; under the cautious observation of those around him, he did his best to perform his duties.
Aside from composure, Sith did not show any unnecessary emotion.
He did not even signal orac to mobilize a point-defense cannon to provide support, giving this group of pious Battle Sisters a relatively "beautiful" afterlife.
At least not let them become chitin on the surface of some bio-ship a few days later.
But Sith remained unresponsive; he continued to sit silently on the mechanical throne on the bridge, his gaze showing no extra reaction other than looking firmly toward Terra.
This scene was witnessed by everyone on the bridge, and as they silently turned back to continue their work, the fleet, withstanding the Tyranid siege and forcing its way into Terra, actually sped up unconsciously.
Even the Battle Sisters' warships, busy avenging their sisters, gritted their teeth and followed closely behind orac.
Sith did this not only to tell his subordinates that Terra was the primary and only goal, but also because in this vast battlefield, where even the scale of the Imperial Fleet had reached thousands in the chaotic battle,
There was truly no necessity for Sith to mobilize a point-defense cannon to grant these Battle Sisters their final dignity.
Because if Sith mobilized a cannon to give the Battle Sisters dignity, inevitably there would be dead Astartes or Imperial Navy personnel on the other side who would not get their dignity.
orac pushed itself to the limit, constantly advancing.
Although those on the bridge were surrounded by bio-ships and could not see the situation in the distance, they knew Terra was getting closer and closer as they watched the increasingly bright golden light on Sith.
Images of the reinforcement fleet exploding kept coming from behind; although sound could not travel in the void, the sound of dense warship debris hitting the hull kept reaching everyone's ears.
With a fierce offensive that even orac could not block 100%, how could this group of ordinary warships behind it possibly do so?
"Our losses are growing larger and larger..."
Watching the constant roar from outside and the fanatical self-destructions one after another on the communicator.
This time, even Lorgar Aurelian, who only cared about the Emperor, could not help but frown and speak.
At the same time, facing Sith, who sat steadily on the throne with increasingly soaring golden light, he finally showed a bit of genuine respect.
As he spoke, Lorgar Aurelian faced Sith, and without even noticing it himself, he lowered his head slightly.
Sith still tried to remain calm, not looking around, just keeping his back to Lorgar Aurelian, and said calmly:
"They already knew their fate before they set out."
After speaking, Lorgar Aurelian wanted to shut up, feeling slightly awkward, while Sith, having said this, suddenly turned his head.
The people on the bridge, who were constantly watching Sith, instantly paused their movements; Sith did not look at Van Roth, who was commanding the fleet, but looked at Huron.
"You, you may go to the deck."
Lorgar Aurelian, who had retreated halfway, was puzzled, while Van Roth and the others were stunned for a moment, and then their faces became flushed with excitement.
At this moment, the golden light on Sith was surging to the point where it was almost indistinguishable from the Emperor possessing him; not to mention the excited faces of the redeemed Word Bearers around him, which were already flushed red, even Lorgar Aurelian felt an inexplicable agitation in his heart.
Although everyone knew Sith was not the Emperor, what did that matter?
As long as the Emperor's power could truly walk in the world, was there anything more stirring and exciting for the dying Empire?
Huron was briefly stunned, but without a word, under Lorgar Aurelian's puzzled gaze, he thumped his chest and left.
Soon, the screens on one side of the bridge all switched to the decks of various warships.
Outside the screens, Terra was gradually revealing its silhouette.
These warships were firmly protected by more outer warships; even though the number of warships lost outside was approaching four digits, these warships had very few injuries.
And under Lorgar Aurelian's gradually widening gaze, the multi-layered decks of these warships slowly lowered their defenses; the internal scene revealed after the protective plates fell was the Astartes arranged in countless phalanxes.
Knight mechs, armored vehicles, and even the Titan Legion—these behemoths stood tall among the Astartes phalanxes.
And surrounding these elite forces were the endless Mortal Legions, still continuously assembling and emerging from within the ships at this very moment.
Just looking at the markings on the shoulder pads of these Legions, Lorgar Aurelian, who finally understood why Guilliman and the High Lords were vague, could only watch helplessly as these "enemies" of the past all turned their gaze toward the camera.
To be precise, they were looking at Sith, who was watching them from behind the camera.
Having accepted the Warbands and digested the pirates of The Great Maelstrom.
Ten thousand years later, the Ancient Legions had finally managed to restore their former organization.
At this moment, the powerful Ancient Legions stood fully equipped and at full strength on the decks, looking at Sith behind the camera.
Then, Lorgar Aurelian swallowed hard, a layer of fine cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Huron's figure appeared on the deck, with the increasingly massive Terra behind him.
Facing the Ancient Legions, who were ready and prepared for the second battle of Terra, Huron turned his back to Terra and raised his arms, shouting:
"Today, we do not chant 'For the Empire', 'For the Emperor'."
"Today, we chant: For Humanity, For Sith!"
"Terra is right beneath our feet!"
"All forces, drop!!!"
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