Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 213 Grey Knight: Elbow, come back to Terra with me!
"The danger of chaos is approaching. Keep your men in place, I'll handle it."

"Also, immediately inform the planetary governor here that I need to take a nearby ship to the nearest hub area."

Casca moved.

With a speed too fast for anyone to see, he leaped back in the direction he had entered, disappearing from everyone's sight once more amidst the blazing golden-red flames beneath his feet.

Since being completely liberated on the Istvan III, Casca has found it increasingly difficult to control his own power.

Including the flames that overflow from his armor when he exerts his power, these are minor issues caused by the sudden surge in his power that makes it difficult to control.

Soon, the flames reignited the moment he left, and the broken windows from his intrusion were instantly repaired, restoring the entire building to its pristine state as if he had never been there.

"What incredible power this is! Quickly, notify the crew at Starport and have them prepare the ship the master requested right now!"

The governor of Chaodu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Watching the psionic flames destroy and restore everything in an instant, the governor dared not neglect the emperor's angel in the slightest.

If the other party wanted to take his life, he would have already vanished without a trace from this world.

“But…” The attendant wanted to obey orders, but the orders he had received earlier made his actions conflicted. “After learning of the appearance of unidentified aliens in our hive, the Inquisition has already dispatched specialists to investigate.”

"And they said that no one was allowed to enter while they were conducting their investigation."

"Any intruder shall be killed without exception."

"Sir, what if they run into them?"

It's still below.

Following the path down to the nest they had come from, Casca descended at a rapid speed.

When ordinary people pass by, they can only see the purple phantom and the slowly burning specks of golden-red flames.

Logically speaking, at the same time that the lower-level hive was invaded by chaos, his flames had already instantly found the culprit of the portal ritual and completely engulfed it.

For some reason, the vampire felt so brittle.

The mere burning of those embers was enough to make them vanish without a trace from this world.

The strength is indeed worrying.

Surely a vampire wouldn't be so powerless?
Despite their intimidating appearance, they can only bully low-level garbage collectors and bailiffs armed with makeshift rifles and scrap metal.

Casca was internally calculating a chaotic plan and anticipating unforeseen changes.

It's possible that the 30K era used up all the quota, resulting in only a handful of small fry being able to teleport to the real world now.

Without the warp portal, the demons can no longer come to the real world to wreak havoc.

Where does this sudden surge of chaotic energy come from?

"What kind of monster is this?"

Toki, who thought he had escaped danger, was simply dodging back and forth on instinct.

After being saved by the "Emperor's Avatar," he wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible and find a job on a voidship at the nearby starport dock, so as to stay away from this ominous place that would be invaded by hell.

But it seemed his misfortune was far from over.

After the hellish scene disappeared, a new disaster followed.

What now appears in the hive city is a strange, flickering phantom.

No one knows what this being is, nor can anyone see clearly how she appears or what methods she uses.

But amidst the flickering of this pink phantom, the terrified crowd, accompanied by the agonizing screams of what seemed like countless souls, would turn into gruesome corpses lying scattered on the ground.

The manner of their deaths was gruesome and bizarre.

It was as if the pink phantom was taking pleasure in killing for some kind of perverse hobby.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Toki felt that everything he had experienced these past few days was so unreal—the journey to another world of swords and magic was unfolding before him in the way he least wanted to see, with demons from hell returning to the world with fierce and cruel blades.

As another refugee fell and shattered into pieces, blood splattered across the square with precise strokes, creating a spectacle. However, Toki was in no condition to appreciate the grotesque art; people around him were falling one after another, except for Toki, who was still trembling before the newly restored imperial statue.

It's got its eye on me!
In the next instant, every hair on Toki's body stood on end. His experience from working at the recycling center for over a decade told him that danger was imminent—but what could he possibly do in the face of such terrifying demonic power?
Aside from trembling on the ground, how else could old Tochi save himself?

"Your Majesty! Help me!!!"

when--!
A sickeningly loud sound rang out in front of him. When Old Toki had time to open his eyes, he saw only a long halberd radiating a ghostly blue light lying across his face.

saved?
As he rolled, he managed to catch a glimpse of the person who had saved him out of the corner of his eye.

The opponent was also an Astartes warrior, but his silver armor was much thicker than that of the previous Emperor's avatar, covered with numerous ribbons, seals, and illegible patterns. This heavy armor, however, did not impair the Astartes warrior's agility in the slightest.

After using his powered halberd to deflect the pink phantom's slashes, and then blocking the opponent's continuous attacks at a speed that Toki could not comprehend, he still stood in place.

After he had displayed the psionic halberd, the vengeful psionic light emanating from it accompanied him as he took a half-step back, wary of the demon's next attack.

"Your perverted and vile killing will end here, Lucius."

"Hehehe, another swordsman, another worthy opponent. It's a pity I didn't come here for your existence this time."

With a laugh that was more grating than weeping, the pink phantom finally appeared before Toki and the silver-armored knight.

It was a human being who resembled a demon—his pale face was devoid of any extra hair, covered only by seemingly endless layers of wounds and scars. His mouth was stretched wide, and his sharp teeth and extremely long tongue licked back and forth unnaturally, like a mad clown who was always smiling.

He held a silver rapier in his right hand, while his left hand was covered by a twisted whip.

As for the pink Astartes armor he wore, it was even more bizarre—the armor was carved with lifelike reliefs of tormented human faces, and those faces seemed to be constantly deforming at this moment, as if they were still emitting miserable screams.

The Space Marine in his heavy silver armor ignored the provocation of the demonic Astartes warrior.

He stepped forward with his right foot, twisted his body, and attempted to attack again.

“Come on,” the demon whom the Silver Astartes called Lucius sneered, raising his sword. “It wouldn’t hurt to enjoy some dessert before the main course.”

The Silver Knight remained silent, his attack swift and deadly.

Before the demon named Lucius could react, his halberd was already close to the demon's chest, about to pierce him—

Bear!
"stop."

Amidst the golden-red flames, the former purple-gold Space Marine delivered an even faster punch, sending Lucius flying and causing the silver Astartes' powered halberd to miss its mark.

"Stop now if you don't want to become another screaming, pained face on his armor."

Kasgar gripped the handle of the power halberd tightly with his other hand, and even if the other tried to pull it out, it remained firmly in Kasgar's grasp.

Grey Knight.

As the Astartes, a cult vigilant order that remained alert to any chaos and corruption within the Empire after the Great Rebellion, the Grey Knights Chapter dispatched a Grey Knight to perform an exorcism in order to track down this elusive and enigmatic demon.

As for the demon he was tracking, it was Slaanesh's chosen one, Lucius the Undying.

But Casca clearly remembered that Lucius himself had indeed died a glorious death on Istvan III, perishing together with the enemy's mechanical legion.

"Ha! Glorious son of the Emperor, our 'father'! Great Lord Casca, as your loyal subordinate, I humbly welcome your return."

Lucius, who had been sent flying by Casca's punch, sneered and bowed deeply to Casca with a sarcastic tone.

"Shut up, you devil."

“You are not Lucius. You should not use your sore-losing, despicable god power to tarnish the name of a hero.”

Nausea.

When Kasgar saw Lucius, who was obsessed with modified knives, OD drugs, and pink and black landmines, all that remained in his eyes was anger.

The dark gods never admit defeat.

Even if Lucius died a glorious death on the battlefield of István III, their corpses would still be possessed by lifeless demons and become minions of chaos.

Just as the death of Gavial Loken, the commander of the Shadowmoon Wolves, will resonate in the warp where Samus was originally created.

The demons were created in a moment of immense betrayal and resentment. The Space Marines who died on Istervane, filled with resentment and vengeance, were transformed into demons that were once again corrupted by Chaos in the name and remains of Lucius, becoming his minions.

"Hehehe, no matter what the final outcome is, everyone will only remember the existence of Lucius the Immortal, and will not remember that poor wretch who sacrificed himself for the foolish ideals of the False Emperor."

"As for your great Casca, I have come here for you, of course."

"Having slumbered for so long, are you also curious about what has become of that poor legion of the Emperor's children ten thousand years later, and what has become of the Vorgrim you so cherish?"

"."

Kasgar had originally hoped to find out from the planetary governor about the current Emperor's son and the missing Vograim.

But just as Kasgar was about to ask questions after learning about the current state of the empire, the Undying suddenly appeared and interrupted Kasgar's continued questioning.

"Of course I'm curious. But I'm not stupid enough to believe the words of a devil."

"Finished?"

"You and your master have returned to the real world in Lucius's guise just to disgust me?"

Kaska laughed dismissively.

It seems that this is not the only reason—nowadays, the main force of the Chaos has transformed from the Undead to the Chaos Space Marines.

Those who possess physical bodies require less energy to project into the real world, yet their destructive power is equally astonishing.

But even this is no match for Casca.

"Chaos, by its fortieth millennium, has become so pathetic. It's truly laughable."

Kasgar ignored the shrill-sounding "Undying One," not wanting to brand this hideous monster with his brother Lucius's name.

"Grey Knight, I do not know your name."

"However, the prey you hunted is mine today."

"Excuse me." An unimaginable force erupted from Casca's hand, and in the next instant, the Vengeance Powered Halberd, coated with holy oil, was transferred to Casca's grasp.

"good."

The Grey Knight's signature weapon, the Vengeance Power Weapon, is so powerful that its strength depends on the user's psychic abilities.

As the only chapter composed entirely of psionicists, the strength of the Grey Knights' weapons depends on the psionic power of the user.

For example, the same power halberd might be unremarkable in the hands of a recruit, but when used by the Supreme Master Diego, it can destroy the world and slay great demons.

This is only Diego; if Casgar were to pour all his spiritual power into the weapon...
Click.

— Daylight broke.

An unimaginable silver light covered everything in the world. The radiance, which was both comforting and extremely painful to demons, instantly enveloped the immortal being's entire body, rendering him unable to move.

"Huh, why is there a button here?"

Kasgar stared in surprise at the familiar spot on his hand where a secret only he knew had appeared, and instinctively pressed it down.

call out!
The retractable, powered spearhead pierced the demon's head, followed by endless golden-red flames that instantly incinerated it, leaving no trace.

That's right.

The retractable powered weapon that Kasgar casually developed to fight against the future demon army has now been equipped on every Grey Knight.

Should I be happy?

His lips twitched, and he turned around and casually tossed the halberd to the gray knight behind him, who was looking completely shocked.

one strike.

This unnamed Space Marine, clad in extremely ornate and unidentified power armor, instantly killed the troublesome Demon Undying Lucius with a single, casual strike.

Moreover, the psionic light emitted by that vengeance-powered weapon was so powerful that even the Supreme Grand Master of the Grey Knights couldn't possibly unleash such immense psionic energy.
With such immense power, could he be the chief think tank of some founding group? No, even the chief think tank couldn't possess such vast spiritual energy.

Seeing the ashes turn to dust, the Grey Knight couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—

"stop!"

Just as the Grey Knight was about to feel relieved that his mission was finally completed, the golden-red flames instantly covered his entire body.

"The reason why the immortals can be reborn is because of their disgusting power of reincarnation."

Before the other person could react, Casca had already placed his hand on his forehead.

"If you feel even the slightest sense of accomplishment or joy after killing Lucius, he will parasitize your soul and eventually replace your body to be reborn."

"And your own soul will suffer eternal torment, just like the twisted and pained face on his [Howling Soul Armor]."

"Remember to remind your colleagues, Grey Knight."

After saying that, Kasgar glanced around—unfortunately, the same Recycler from before had reappeared at the scene of the Chaos invasion. According to the rules of the Grey Knights, he would most likely be silenced for knowing about the existence of Chaos.

"Let's just see this as helping someone to the very end."

Kasgar reluctantly unleashed his flames again, burning away any information about the Chaos Demon from the man's memory.

"Who the hell are you?"

“Casgar, the chief lord of the Emperor’s Sons Legion,” he replied, turning his head slightly, “I hope my story will still be told ten thousand years from now.”

"Casgar? Is it the Hero Casgar from the Sons of the Emperor Chapter?"

Sons of the Emperor Chapter
战团
You, Guilliman, I—

Ugh.

Kaska had something to say, but considering he had been working tirelessly for seven thousand years, he decided against it.

"Yes."

"But," the Grey Knight asked, becoming somewhat wary, "wasn't the hero Kasgar already dead in battle?"

—Imperial Warmaster, Primarch Vograim, son of the Emperor, and his consort Kasgar Sherlock, fought against the traitorous Shadowmoon Wolves and the Iron Hand Legion on Eastvan III in an attempt to stop the madness of Primarch Filus of the Iron Hand, but were outnumbered and outmaneuvered by the enemy's cunning and evil.

In the end, the two perished together with Phyllis.

Fugrim is celebrated as the first Primarch to perish in the Great Rebellion, while Kasgar is revered as the hero Kasgar by the Empire of Man.

This is the most authoritative account currently existing within the empire.

Now, when he calls himself Kasgar, to the Grey Knights it's as if another hero of the Empire—Hero Macardo—has suddenly appeared before them.

"Who?!"

"Who's going around telling everyone I'm dead?"

Casca finds it hard to accept the reality that his fate has already been sealed.

But this is indeed the best way to protect him.

After all, the Son of the Emperor is not a super military group with five hundred worlds. Without enough troops to protect them, they have no way to charge admission fees for visiting the static field.

Meanwhile, to prevent the existence of the missing Vogra and Kasgar and their stasis field from being detected by the forces of Chaos and a certain Xenomorph who enjoys collecting artifacts, Vesper, the first Chapter Master of the Sons of the Emperor, ultimately decided to announce Vogra's disappearance and Kasgar's death.

In this way, the hero Casgar, who lies quietly in the stasis field of the fortress monastery, is protected.

—As for why his static force field eventually appeared in a demon world and was trapped by layers of chaos,
That's not a question we should be discussing right now.

"The ancient heroes of the past have reappeared in the world with golden flames and great power."

"You are."

The Grey Knight's gaze swept over the brand-new imperial statue standing to the side.

"Emperor!!!"

The Recycler Toki, who had just woken up after his memories were erased, let out an incredulous shout.

Emperor!

He is the emperor!
"What! It's actually the Emperor!"

The Grey Knight was equally shocked.

of course!

of course!

In the golden flames, he realized just how magnificent a being had descended before him.

This person possesses psychic power far exceeding that of the Supreme Grand Master and claims to be the reincarnation of Casgar, a hero who died in battle tens of thousands of years ago.

His flames can burn away all evil and heal all wounds in the world.

And the only one capable of achieving this goal is—

The Emperor himself!!!

"My lord, is that you?"

When a loyal Grey Knight encounters a human emperor, he will—

ecstatic?

Weeping bitterly?

Terrified?

still--

Stupid!
The power halberd in the Gray Knight's hand suddenly emitted an even more intense light.

"By the [Ultimate Edict], please forgive me, King of Kings, Great Emperor."

"You must return to the Golden Throne."

"If you are still our king."

(Ultimate Decree: The Lord of Mankind, the Emperor, must never leave the Golden Throne—whether by resurrection, reincarnation into another body, or ascension into the Warp in some Warp entity form; if he does leave the Golden Throne, the Grey Knights must bring him back to fulfill that terrible duty.)
Swords and spears turned against each other.

Elbow, come back to Terra with me!
"Wait a moment!"

Kasgar dodged the spear that the gray knight was about to place in front of him with a quick movement.

Are you sick?

I'm not an emperor!
If I were truly the Emperor, could you Grey Knights possibly hold me back?

Kasgar didn't want to clash with the Grey Knights here—that would only invite the Chapter's High Master to intervene.

Even though the Supreme Grandmaster could not possibly be his match, at this moment, Kasgar absolutely could not simply go to Holy Terra with them.

Now that Vandir is the Highlord of Terra, Kasgar doesn't have Primarch-level appeal. If he were to return like this, he would likely face not hero treatment, but rather house arrest and assassination.

But now, they are surrounded by enemies: the orc overlord "Beast," the Leviathan hive fleet, King Huron, the invincible Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, and the Four Gods who have been lurking for ten thousand years.
With external enemies surrounding them and internal instability, Casca must learn from Guilliman's experience in the original timeline—prepare a super army comparable to the Ultramarines in advance, and return with a massive number of warships and Space Marines to claim the regency!
If he were alone now, even with the power of the Primarch, he wouldn't be able to command the Empire's long-standing, bloated, and inefficient civil service system.

We must first assemble a large army.

Using this military force to remonstrate with the high lord, he seized the throne as regent!
—Let's do it Guilliman's way!

Bear!
With these thoughts in mind, Kasga disappeared from this world under the cover of the raging flames.

correct.

Did he forget something?
(The Tau Empire, preparing for its third expansion: Achoo!)
"Calling the Judge, prepare to communicate with the Grand Master via interstellar communication."

"We have discovered the incarnation of the Lord of Mankind on this planet, and we implore the Supreme Master to carry out the ultimate decree."

After Kasgar went missing, the Grey Knight dialed his communication system.

(End of this chapter)