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Chapter 637 The Emperor's Sword
Just as the static force field was flickering erratically, flashing violently, and on the verge of complete collapse—

Throughout the entire battlefield, both inside and outside the force field, the air suddenly became viscous, filled with a strange, cloyingly sweet scent.

A chilling sense of impending doom gripped the hearts of every soldier present, like an icy iron hand.

Even the battle-hardened Astartes monks couldn't help but feel a tremor of fear and longing intertwined—the most direct manifestation of Slaanesh's power, bringing both devastating terror and eerily stirring the deepest desires within their hearts.

Outside the force field, in an open area not far from the core battlefield, the structure of reality was silently and easily melted open, creating a huge gap, like a wax figure being heated.

There was no explosion, no bright light, only a chilling, pure, and supreme sense of terror that suddenly descended.

The edges of the gap shimmered with an eerie rainbow light, as if countless eyes were watching reality.

The sweet aroma and the faint, unsettling music intertwined in the air, like a prelude to destruction or an overture to a dark revelry.

A figure gracefully stepped out from the crack in reality.

It was tall and slender, with a strange and unsettling beauty—a beauty that was inhuman, beyond the mundane, and enough to make the soul tremble.

Its skin is like the finest mother-of-pearl, shimmering with ever-changing iridescent luster from different angles; its face is so exquisitely perfect that it transcends the boundaries of gender and species, yet it lacks any of the emotions that a living being should have, possessing only an absolute, icy focus as if it were about to hunt.

In its hand it held a long spear, seemingly woven from twisted crystals and the deepest darkness—the Spear of Calamity.

The spearhead naturally emanates a ghostly light that draws in souls and amplifies pain.

The space behind it distorted slightly, and countless twisted phantoms of ecstasy and extreme pain screamed and knelt silently.

The most powerful guardian under Slaanesh, the supreme being who has destroyed countless beings in the eternal hunt—the Great Demon Shalasi the Calamity—has crossed the wall of reality in response to his master's dual will to satisfy his beloved's desires and eliminate those who stand in his way.

It didn't even glance at the Iron Hand, Ash Knights, or the Emperor's Sons still locked in a bloody battle around it.

Those empty eyes, capable of reflecting and manipulating the deepest desires and fears of the soul, swept with interest across the stagnant force field on the verge of collapse, locking onto Fugen, who was trapped within, and those "interesting toys" besieging him, who were worth a little effort to deal with.

Charasis elegantly, almost languidly, raised the Demon Spear and casually thrust it forward.

There was no light or flame, no loud noise.

But at the very moment the spearhead was pointed, the stagnant force field, which was already on the verge of collapse, was like a bubble pierced by an invisible giant needle, emitting a brief and shrill energy cry, and the precise structure that maintained its existence suddenly disintegrated!

The force field effect instantly failed.

The flow of time suddenly returned to normal, and the extremely suppressed sound, energy and movement exploded completely in one-hundredth of a second, forming a chaotic shock and shockwave that violently pushed the dust and debris in the area outward!

The pressure on Fugen suddenly eased.

His connection to the warp was fully restored, and a massive surge of dark energy flooded his body. His injuries began to heal visibly, and his shattered evil armor began to writhe and reshape itself.

Overjoyed at escaping death and fueled by an even more intense rage, he let out a roar that ripped through the sky: "Do you see it?! This is true power! Eternal power bestowed by the true God!"

Sharasi's calm intervention, with its overwhelming force, instantly reversed the balance of the entire battlefield.

The sudden failure of the static force field caused Ferrus, Hathor, and the female version of Fugen to momentarily lose their balance.

But the real threat has returned.

Sharasi's figure flashed like a ghost, and in the next instant he was in front of Hathor.

The Demon Spear struck with absolute speed and precision, forcing Hathor to retreat and defend with all his might.

That elegant yet deadly attack instantly plunged her into a fierce battle, leaving her unable to spare any effort to assist in the siege of Fugen.

Fugen laughed wildly. The return of his power made him arrogant once more.

He shifted his focus to the two people who posed the greatest threat to him and were also the most "interesting" to him—Ferus and the eerie mirror image.

"Now, let's continue the dance that wasn't finished..."

His words stopped abruptly.

The female version of Fugen showed no hesitation or fear despite the failure of the force field and the arrival of the Great Demon.

Her eyes held only a cold, resolute determination.

Under Chen Xi's silent guidance through the hidden psychic link, she seized the less than one-hundredth of a second of weakness that Fugen had shown when he relaxed due to the return of his power and was distracted by the appearance of Sharasi!

She abandoned all defenses, transforming herself into a resolute streak of light, charging straight at Fugen!
Its goal is not to kill, but to make contact.

The moment she crashed into Fugen's embrace, her hands did not strike with her sword, but instead gripped the core of Fugen's demon armor tightly—the point where the Warp Blessing was most closely connected to his essence.

A complex and ancient mark lit up from her palm, a power bestowed by the Emperor himself.

"No! What are you?! Get away!" Fugen was filled with shock and anger, feeling a sharp pain that seemed to be stripped away from the depths of his soul!
He tried to shake her off, but the female version of Fugen's strength was beyond imagination. The same but opposite characteristics made her contact like the positive and negative poles of a magnet, producing a terrible attraction effect!

A dazzling pinkish-purple light burst forth from the point of contact between the two, illuminating the entire ruined square!
Within the light, countless distorted images seemed to flow—the glory of ten thousand years ago, the thirst for perfection…

That is the essence of Fugen as a genetic prototype being forcibly extracted and stripped away!
Fugen let out an unprecedented, truly agonizing scream, filled with the pain of being desecrated and torn apart.

His form began to become unstable, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, and his power was lost like a flood.

The female version of Fugen also suffered immense pain.

Absorbing such a violent essence was also a heavy burden for her. Her body trembled in the light, as if it was about to shatter, but she still gritted her teeth and her eyes burned with a firm will.

This sudden turn of events even caused Sharasi the Disaster, who was fighting Hathor, to pause in his actions.

For the first time, a hint of curiosity flickered across its inhuman face.

In that instant of myriad changes, when the root of fortune was stripped of its essence, causing its power to plummet and its form to become unstable—

A golden meteor suddenly plummeted from its high-altitude orbit!

It pierced precisely through the interwoven web of fire and psionic storms in the sky above the battlefield, carrying unparalleled majesty and heat, and crashed down beside Feralus Manus!

As the light faded, a tall figure clad in blue, high-tech power armor and bearing the insignia of an Ultramarine warrior stood majestically.

He gripped a greatsword engulfed in golden flames—flames that were no ordinary fire, but contained the Lord of Mankind’s purest hatred and will to destroy the creations of the Warp!

Digglis, the great think tank of the Ultramarines!
He was ordered by the Commander of the Calgar Warband and followed the Emperor's revelation to him. He responded to Chen Xi's plea for help and, carrying one of the Empire's most powerful artifacts—the Emperor's Sword—crossed the star sea and arrived at this most critical moment!
No extra words.

Diggris sensed the overwhelming evil and current weakness emanating from the demon prince before him.

He raised the Emperor's Sword high, and holy yet violent golden flames surged instantly, like a miniature sun rising on the surface of Medusa!

"In the name of the Lord of Mankind, purify!" Digglis roared like thunder.

The Imperial Flame transformed into an indestructible golden pillar of light, tearing through space and carrying the absolute will of judgment and end, striking with unparalleled precision at the demon prince—Fugen—who was screaming in agony and whose form was flickering due to the stripping away of his essence!
Fugen felt the terrifying power that was enough to completely destroy his existence, and for the first time, a real, instinctive fear appeared in his eyes!

He tried to struggle, to summon Sharasi, to escape into the warp—but the female version of Fugan's extraction left him incredibly weak, and the power of the Emperor's Sword locked down all the space around him!
Golden flames engulfed that area.

(End of this chapter)