The surface of the box was adorned with intricate, interwoven runes made of dark silver and adamantium.
At its center was a lifelike two-headed eagle emblem.
The edges of the box were decorated with exquisite flame symbols.
Every detail was filled with implicit symbolism of the Emperor, representing the box's purity and sacredness.
Daniel placed his hand on the two-headed eagle emblem.
Golden light, emanating from his hand, spread across the runes on the box, causing them to glow faintly.
From inside the box came the crisp, pleasant sound of gears turning and mechanical locks opening.
Immediately after, the box slowly unfolded layer by layer, like some giant mechanical man-eating flower.
At the same time, dozens of mechanical tentacles extended, each carrying different tools.
As the box opened, a swirling mist diffused, and an exquisite set of power armor appeared before Daniel's eyes.
The power armor was entirely golden, with a tear-shaped red gem embedded in the chest, and blood-red wings as decoration.
Daniel reached out to touch it, and a golden light screen appeared, introducing him to the power armor's information.
Name: Glory of Kings Mastercrafted Power Armor (Epic)
This is the power armor Sanguinius once used, said to have been crafted by the Emperor himself, custom-made for a Primarch, ensuring the Primarch's full protection while allowing him to move freely—including flight.
"Fly like a noble The Great Angel, in the name of freedom and salvation."
"You have wings now, too. Go and tear off that foolish butcher Angron's Butcher's Nails, then smash his dog head, just as the Great Angel did ten thousand years ago."
"Glory of Kings?"
"This is the power armor Sanguinius used during the Great Crusade?"
Daniel showed a look of surprise.
By the way, shouldn't this kind of item be treasured by the Blood Angels Chapter?
How did it end up in the Emperor's hands?
And given to him as a reward?
Daniel thought seriously for a moment.
Well, he really couldn't figure out why the Emperor would give him this set of power armor.
Daniel inspected the box and found that the box itself, containing the power armor, was a portable mobile armory.
It allowed him to complete the change of armor by himself without the need for industrial servitors.
Daniel issued an instruction to it, requesting to change into the power armor.
Good equipment must be worn immediately.
+++Instruction received+++
+++Praise the Omnissiah, all glory be to Him+++
As the box emitted a prayer, the extended mechanical tentacles quickly sprang into action.
The mechanical tentacles first disassembled the power armor Daniel was wearing.
With a buzzing sound, the mechanical tentacles removed the hand armor piece by piece, then took out the studs used to secure the chest and back armor.
Daniel's upper body armor was soon completely removed by the mechanical tentacles,
revealing his muscular physique beneath the black bodysuit.
The surface of the bodysuit was marked with unactivated silver circuits.
The circuits formed complex spiral patterns, converging at multiple metal ports embedded in Daniel's body.
The metal ports were used to connect the power armor's neural interface, equivalent to the Black Carapace on an Astartes.
The studs on the lower body armor were also removed one by one.
The heavy armor was disassembled piece by piece by the mechanical tentacles and placed aside.
The last piece of equipment to be removed was the power boots.
With the hiss of hydraulic tubes, the boots' locking mechanism opened.
Daniel lifted his foot and stepped back, standing barefoot on the cold marble floor.
Disassembling power armor goes from top to bottom, while donning it goes from bottom to top.
Mechanical tentacles retrieved a pair of golden boots from the box and placed them in front of Daniel.
As he stepped into them, the boots automatically closed, fitting snugly against his feet.
Neural probes pierced through the metal ports, causing Daniel a slight pain.
Next came the greaves, divided into different sections.
Amidst a series of binary prayers, the leg and hip armor were quickly installed.
Several diagnostic probes were inserted into the armor's joints.
They checked all functions of the power armor.
Only after confirming everything was normal did they proceed with the next actions.
The back armor and chest armor were lifted by mechanical tentacles and presented to Daniel.
The back armor was divided into three sections, with a gap in the middle for the wings, allowing Daniel to spread his wings and fly.
With a thud, the front and back armor locked together and were precisely installed.
Secured by mechanical arms, the armor fit snugly against Daniel's body.
Four more mechanical tentacles extended, tightening the securing studs.
Finally, came the arm armor, also divided into several parts.
The internal joints were connected using a modular method to ensure free movement of the arms.
At the same time, a layer of movable armor covered the outside, protecting the vulnerable joints.
Once the 'Glory of Kings' power armor was fully equipped, Daniel examined himself in the large mirror.
Well, now he looked even more like Sanguinius.
"I always feel like there's a trap, is he trying to use me to lure those four perverts from the Warp?"
Daniel looked at himself in the mirror.
Currently, only his face and hair were different.
Sanguinius was a tiny bit more handsome than him.
The Primarch had golden hair, while his was black.
The remaining aspects, such as height, build, and wings, showed little difference.
One could say he was Sanguinius, Danguinius.
"I don't understand the Emperor! I hope there's no trap!"
Daniel admired his heroic posture again.
Then, he took out his weapons.
Holding the Holy Judgement Blade in one hand and a power spear in the other, he was cosplaying Sanguinius in front of the Lion Gate.
"Missing a mask, missing a halo, and most crucially, missing a head below."
Daniel noted some imperfections, his tone regretful.
If he wore the Crying Mask and the Iron Halo, he would be indistinguishable from the real Sanguinius.
After admiring his heroic posture, Daniel ordered the servitor to put away his original power armor.
He had intended to auction it off,
but realizing that his current physique was too different from the Players, he gave up on the idea.
Even if someone bought it, they likely wouldn't be able to use it, which would be a great waste.
"At that time, I'll break down the old war armor and sell the fragments. Players can integrate the fragments into their new war armor or vehicles to add some attributes."
A flash of inspiration struck Daniel, and he came up with a feasible plan.
His war armor was already a holy relic, capable of causing special damage to demons and resisting the evil forces of the Warp.
If integrated into other war armor, it would certainly enhance the quality of those armors.
"It's a bit like selling fragments as enhancement stones!"
Daniel muttered as he stepped out of the Praying Sanctuary.
The Players along the way looked at Daniel with surprise.
The golden power armor worn by the Guide had a greater visual impact and artistic beauty than the previous one.
At first glance, it was undeniably eye-catching.
"Sanguinius?"
"Good heavens? Is the Guide Sanguinius reincarnated?!"
"He shouldn't be reincarnated, Sanguinius' soul was shattered. Most of it was eaten by the Chaos Gods, how could he reincarnate? Unless everything the Chaos Gods ate is forced out."
"The Chaos Gods aren't ordinary people, how can they 'eat'? They should have only taken fragments of Sanguinius' soul. Just like Slaanesh took the Aeldari's souls, as long as one is cunning and clever enough, they can get them back."
"Stop talking nonsense, immediately send troops to attack the Gods and fight for Sanguinius."
"Don't even think about it, the Guide must be the Emperor's Sanguinius 2.0 version, stronger, bigger, and more WAAAGH. The original Sanguinius must have been abandoned."
"Why does your speech have a hint of greenskin? You must be a Heretic, quickly open your mouth and eat my bolter round."
"Get lost."
"I won't get lost, I'll just crawl in the shadows and twists."
"Damn Cthulhu Heretic, accept the judgment of the Light of the Emperor."
"Let's have a duel, in the name of glory."
"Behold my limited edition Blue-Eyes White Dragon, feel the power from the gods."
"... ... ... ..."
Daniel's face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with helplessness.
Ignoring the Players' outrageous and absurd remarks,
he made his way to the Bridge of the Imperial Glory.
Mordecai, Rigby, and several other Players who followed the path of machinery were currently on the Bridge.
They were gathered around the control console, using Arale's computing power to simulate calculations for a lunar lander.
Seeing the simulated Tiangong spacecraft, Daniel's mouth twitched slightly.
These guys, they're bringing their work into the game, aren't they?
Some time ago, Daniel also heard that Mordecai and Rigby had left their original 'Warband' and established the 'MIT Research Institute'.
This 'MIT Research Institute' was precisely the institution where they worked in Holy Terra.
Even playing games, they have to slack off and work. These damned 'involution kings' should all be executed a hundred times with a lance.
Daniel complained inwardly.
"Guide."
"Guide."
Seeing Daniel walk over, the Players saluted him one after another, and at the same time hid the simulation interface in the background.
Daniel didn't expose them, but instead changed the subject, asking about the Imperial Glory's status.
"Current material reserves and ammunition have all been sent to the warehouse, and all systems are running stably, ready for deployment at any time."
"Keep it up," Daniel said, "According to the current developments, we will soon have a large-scale decisive battle with the traitors led by the Colin Family."
"Understood," Mordecai replied, straightening his back.
"..."
Just after discussing the Imperial Glory's situation,
A golden light screen appeared before Daniel.
"Limited Time Mission: Assist the Blood Angels Chapter in resisting the Leviathan Fleet."
"The Hive Mind covets the Blood Angels, who possess unique gene sequences."
"It has dispatched the Leviathan Fleet with the intention of destroying the Blood Angels' homeworld to acquire this special gene sequence."
"Phase One: Assist Chapter Master Dante of the Blood Angels in defending the Hades System (Mission expired, invalid)"
"Phase Two: Assist the fleet in delaying the Tyranids fleet in the void (Mission expired, invalid)"
"Phase Three: Assist the Blood Angels and numerous successor Battle Groups in resisting the Tyranids on the surface of Baal (In progress, can be accepted)"
"1: Assist Mephiston in preventing Kha'banda's arrival on Baal (Mission expired, invalid, Kha'banda has already arrived on Baal's moon—Primus)"
"2: Assist Dante in holding the first line of defense (Mission failed, Dante has lost the first line of defense)"
"3: Assist Dante in protecting the new recruits and gene-seed in Angel Keep (Mission failed, Tyranids unit—Lictor has infiltrated)"
"4: Assist in defending the second line of defense, preventing the Blood Angels Chapter from being annihilated (Can be accepted…)"
"5: Protect innocent Imperial citizens (Can be accepted…)"
"6: Defeat the Leviathan Tyranid Fleet (Can be accepted…)"
"7: Utilize Primaris technology to rebuild the heavily damaged Blood Angels Chapter and numerous successor Battle Groups (Can be accepted…)"
"..."
"Friendly Reminder: The mission location is in a Warp anomaly zone, where the time flow differs from other areas."
"Friendly Reminder: The Blood Angels Chapter is on the verge of defeat; please provide timely assistance. If they are annihilated, this mission will be permanently invalid."
"It seems the Blood Angels Chapter and their many successor Battle Groups are already on the brink of despair."
Daniel narrowed his eyes, quickly analyzing the information in the mission.
Sanguinius's sons were still fighting for their homeland, but they had reached a point of exhaustion.
The appearance of this interface must be to prompt me to rescue them as soon as possible.
Daniel reached out and tapped the star map on the control panel,
Under the gaze of Mordecai and other Players, he locked onto Baal's location.
The Blood Angels' homeworld, Baal, is also located in the Ultima Segmentum,
However, unlike Macragge, which is located in the Imperial Sacred Territory,
Baal is located in the Imperium Nihilus, and has currently lost the guidance of the Imperial Astronomican, plunging into chaotic time flow.
Daniel frowned, contemplating the rescue of Baal.
Given the current military strength, rescuing Baal would be very difficult.
Although the Astartes warriors currently in service and still in slumber number over ten thousand,
There are also a vast number of Astra Militarum under his command, as well as military forces such as the Titan Legions and Knight Houses.
However, in front of the Leviathan Tyranid Fleet, they are still not enough.
One must know that the Blood Angels' main Battle Group and successor Battle Groups combined also have tens of thousands of Astartes, most of whom are elite veterans,
Which is completely different from the new recruits in Daniel's hands.
Coupled with the auxiliary forces composed of ordinary people in the Baal System,
The forces assembled for the Battle of Baal can be described as terrifying.
Such forces, if sent to fight the T'au, could beat the T'au into submission and then further humiliate them.
As a result, even with such strength, they were still crushed by the endless Tyranids tide tactics of the Leviathan Tyranid Fleet,
Daniel's current military strength is simply not enough; going there would be suicide.
Perhaps, after the Leviathan Tyranid Fleet has finished feasting, it would even say,
"You're a really good person, running all this way to bring me dessert."
At that time, it would be both a killing and a psychological blow.
As for why more Astartes are not being cultivated, that is because they are waiting for the Primaris technology to be upgraded.
Directly cultivating Primaris Space Marines is less risky than first cultivating them into Astartes and then converting them to Primaris Space Marines.
Ordinary people, after all, are not Players and do not have a second life to squander.
"After retaking the Calixis Sector and completing the Primaris conversion, we will set off to support Baal and save the Blood Angels."
Daniel estimated the time; he should be able to make it.
Baal, due to the crisis caused by the Great Rift, had fallen into a chaotic time flow,
A few short days there were equivalent to several years outside.
"Is the star system the Guide is looking at Baal?"
"It looks like the Blood Angels' storyline is coming."
"Aren't they being eaten by bugs right now? At this point, we have to wait for the Regent to launch the Indomitus Crusade!"
"It must be us going to rescue them; such a major storyline, the guide surely won't give it to the Players."
"Let us fight in the name of Sanguinius-chan."
"Kill you, you damned Heretic."
"Is telling the truth also heresy??"
"..."
Mordecai and Rigby, along with other Players, watched Daniel lock onto Baal and began to discuss it.
There were even two Players who started bickering, hitting each other with their mechanical tentacles.
Daniel glanced at them, a helpless expression on his face.
He couldn't be bothered to intervene, as long as they didn't break anything.
Otherwise, he would definitely let these two young Players know what a black-hearted capitalist was, and what exorbitant repair fees meant.
"Are we going to set sail for Baal?" Mordecai's face showed anticipation.
Although he was busy with work, he genuinely loved warhammer.
The Battle of Baal was a major storyline, and he wouldn't allow himself to miss it.
"We will go after we pacify the Calixis Sector and accumulate enough strength."
Daniel's words made Mordecai and the other Players look disappointed.
They thought the Baal storyline was about to begin right away!
But it turned out they had overthought it.
Daniel closed the projected star map and opened a new interface to check the recent battle situations in various places, as well as the progress of reforms and development on various planets.
At this moment, Arale appeared beside Daniel.
This time, it wasn't a projection, but her operating her own metal body.
As the ship upgraded, she became more and more human-like.
"Master."
Daniel looked at Arale, "Is there anything, little Arale?"
"Doraemon Workshop has submitted a destroyer design, requesting to use the Imperial Glory's computing power for simulation and optimization."
"Show me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a projection of a warship appeared before Daniel.
The hull was wedge-shaped, in the standard Star Wars style, but mixed with some Warhammer Universe elements.
The stern had a towering bridge, as well as statues and cathedrals.
The warship was 2.5 kilometers long and 684 meters high, which could be classified as a light destroyer.
Equipped with high-spec plasma reactors, Warp faster-than-light engines, and conventional sub-light propulsion engines,
When traveling in the Holy Terra, its maximum acceleration could reach fifty percent of the speed of light.
It possessed a small void shield and quantum deflection shields, capable of deflecting energy beams and solid projectiles.
It had multi-layered armor, an advanced sensor system, and a series of augur arrays.
Weapons: A small lance battery was installed at the bow.
There was also a nova cannon in the belly.
A total of forty heavy turbo laser turrets and twelve large-caliber plasma cannons, along with three hundred and fifty point-defense guns, were installed on the belly and back.
There were also hangars on both sides, capable of carrying a total of four squadrons of interceptor fighters.
Using the latest version of the cogitator, it had a high degree of automation, with an estimated crew of thirty thousand.
"A very good design." Daniel, relying on his knowledge, could tell at a glance that this warship's design was excellent. "What's its name?"
"Doraemon Workshop calls this series the Dreadnought," Arale replied.
"Dreadnought? A very good name."
Daniel muttered to himself while checking the recent situation of Doraemon Workshop.
When he saw their production output, his eyes widened instantly,
"Has their frigate production already reached such a high level?"