A moment passed.

Shining with golden light, St. Giles descends from the sky.

The demon world, which had been gradually normalized by the suppression of the black stone, was now more divine due to the arrival of the archangel.

The primordial body descended directly on the forward position, only about 500 kilometers away from the city-like fortress.

As the feet made of living metal slowly stepped on the ground, all the Astartes, Blood Slave Mortal Auxiliaries on the battlefield, and even prisoners of war...... Everyone converged towards the place where the Primordial had descended, kneeling down to look at the sacred Primordial.

"Your Excellency!" A Blood Slave Mortal Auxiliary Army general who was overly excited to see St. Giles asked loudly, "You've arrived, is this war coming to an end!" ”

"It's not about it, it's going to be over soon." St. Giles did not reprimand the mortals for their rudeness, but responded very kindly.

The words of the original body set off a discussion, and both Astarte and mortals were surprised.

And what ended everyone's discussion and kept everyone silent was a tornado of flames that suddenly fell from the sky.

It was the first time that anyone present had seen such a strange and terrifying phenomenon.

A flaming tornado of flames extends from beyond the planet's orbit directly to the planet's surface, which is the side of the primordial position.

As the tornado of the flames dispersed, a tall, humanoid transcendent being appeared in the firelight.

Only those who had the privilege of participating in the defense of Baal would be able to recognize the same Burners who had helped them fight against the Tyranid Zerg on Baal.

"He's right."

The sound of oppression and anger echoed directly in everyone's ears, and although the symbol of the burner was fire, its voice was like thunder roaring with anger.

Of all the people present, even Astarte inevitably lowered his head to avoid looking directly at the Burner, while the mortals also lowered their heads, still maintaining a kneeling posture.

The current Burner is more complete, more powerful, more terrifying than the Burner in Baal, and those present can hold on only because they know that this transcendent being is their ally and not a strong enemy.

"The war is over soon."

Another voice exploded in everyone's ears.

The Burner, who was floating in mid-air, looked at the fortress in the distance and raised his hand slightly.

The substance on the ground was extracted, transformed, shaped, and eventually transformed into a crimson spear located in front of the burner's raised hand.

After a moment, the spear slowly floated.

St. Giles watched the burner's every move, it was wary of the burner, and couldn't help but be curious about the burner's next move.

The spear floated and fell into the hands of the burner, before being thrown.

The spear was not big, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared from view, out of sight.

Everyone held their breath.

The burner slowly lowered his arm as well.

After about two minutes, it seemed that the spear flew into the fortress......

Dazzling flashes of light appeared in the direction of the fortress.

There was no fortress in sight anymore, only a ball of light rising from the ground, occupying the entire continental plate on the planet's surface.

The first wave of impact permanently altered the nearby terrain, but it didn't shatter the people present, but only passed through people's bodies.

After the flash and impact, there is an explosion that almost pierces the human ear.

When everything was calm, the fleet outside the orbit found a huge crater in the surface of this demonic world, as for the city-like fortress...... There are no more fortresses left.

"Terrifying enough."

"To both the enemy and the enemy."

Dante hears the psionic words of the Father of Genes.

St. Giles knew very well that the reason why the Burner was so powerful was that Blackstone had almost filled this demonic world, and even turned a blue planet that was originally full of feathers and eyes into a real real cosmic planet.

Otherwise, not only would it be impossible for the Burner to show such terrifying strength, but he would also refuse to come down and join the battle.

But in reality, it was terrifying enough to burst out with such a powerful force, even for the primordial.

"The end." The burner left two words behind and vanished into a tornado of flames that went straight beyond the planet's orbit.

……

The Angel Fleet has conquered an entire star system, leaving behind the Blackstone Creation to make the star system a part of the real universe.

While all the armies boarded the ships and the fleet waited to set sail, St. Giles did not leave the living metal shell, but locked himself in the room used for meditation by Mephiston, the director of the Holy Blood Angels Think Tank.

The angel wanted to use his prophetic power to bring some revelation to his offspring before he hibernate again.

For example, whether the burner is reliable.

From a macro point of view, there is no doubt that it is reliable, after all, it is already fighting side by side with the fleet.

But on a micro scale, does this reliability come at a cost?

What if one day the Burner gets tired of war and wants the warband to sacrifice the souls of mortals, or if it simply slaughters in battle for fun?

With such doubts, St. Giles went into a meditative state and began to prophesy.

Scenes flashed continuously.

The angle of view is constantly changing from distance to near.

The burners are killing.

Worlds are enveloped in its flames.

In a scene almost covered in flames, the Burner unleashes flames with his hands raised, and the Blood Angel fires first at the mortal cultists around it.

As the prophecy progressed, St. Giles could almost rest assured that the Burner would not at least kill his own people, even if it was clearly a bloodthirsty and murderous arsonist.

Even his own heirs are accustomed to fighting alongside the Burners.

St. Giles was relieved.

But as he tried to end the prophecy, the image of a cold sun appeared in front of him, and this image flashed, followed by a burst of darkness.

"Father's ......"

St. Giles realized that the emperor had invaded his consciousness, which was usually a precursor to wanting to tell him something, to give some revelation.

So the original body did not stop the prophecy, gave up all resistance, and chose to bear everything.

Then a new prophecy sprung up in St. Giles' brain.

And because the spiritual power of the person making the prophecy is strong enough, this prophecy is no longer a discontinuous scene of pictures or sounds, and the perspective is no longer like a camera floating around.

St. Giles came directly to the flagship of the main fleet of the Golden Expedition from the perspective of a bystander.

"Father, what do you want to reveal to me?" St. Giles muttered to himself.

(End of chapter)