Chapter 36
[Battle Celestial Body] — the last echo of the golden age of mankind.
Long before the [Iron Man Rebellion] that led mankind into the Long Night, the Scientists Alliance of Terra proposed the concept of battle celestial bodies.
This terrifying weapon has a planetary scale! The shell made of metal and granite even has a terrifying defense against an asteroid impact!
In addition to the main gun that can shatter a planet with one blow, countless heavy artillery arrays are distributed everywhere in the battle celestial body.
With only one-third of the firepower, the battle celestial body can blow a planet into pieces within a few minutes.
In a sense, the orc [War Moon] that once descended on the [Throne World] can actually be barely regarded as a battle celestial body.
But whether it is firepower or defense, the [War Moon] maintained by waaagh energy is far inferior to the [Battle Celestial Body]!
It can be imagined that when this terrifying weapon is truly put into mass production... the enemies of the empire in the entire galaxy will fall into fear and tremble in front of its terrifying power.
Even more astonishing was that the ancient protocol governing the battle celestial body had responded to the activation of the relic shard.
It was as if some forgotten fragment of the Golden Age's machine-soul had reawakened—an echo that had survived across millennia.
Several encrypted subroutines began to surface within the ancient cogitator matrix Gawain recovered.
The designation was clear: "Prototype Zeta-0: Martyr's Halo."
It is unknown whether the celestial body referenced was still adrift in the void, buried on some dead world, or hidden in the folds of realspace, but its existence alone changed the stakes.
This was not simply a weapon—it was a deterrent. A relic of such scale and magnitude that entire campaigns could be avoided by its mere presence.
As for the second collection...
It was a red think tank scepter. On the tip of the scepter, there was still a trace of Abaddon's blood that exuded a chaotic aura.
This scepter belonged to the think tank director of the [Angel of Mourning].
When the Primarch led the Astartes to the Blackstone Fortress, the scepter was tightly held in the hand of its owner.
Even though his heart had been pierced by the Chaos Warmaster, the proud angel descendants still stood firm!
The blood-soaked think tank director stepped on the pile of traitors' corpses, laughing at the cowardice and incompetence of the Black Legion with death...
Collection: [Embrace of the Angel of Mourning]
Five-star collection
[This is Sanguinius's last gift to the gene descendants!!!]
[Child, your sacrifice makes me proud! – Sanguinius]
Collection reward: [Gene potion formula to cure "bloodthirst" and "black rage"]
The data core housing the formula was protected by a triple-layered genetic seal, keyed only to bloodlines derived from Sanguinius himself.
This meant that no one outside the Blood Angels and their successor chapters could even access it—further proving its authenticity.
Aetheric resonance from the relic confirmed the preservation of the formula's integrity.
Its discovery alone would shift the balance within the Adeptus Astartes. The curses that had plagued the sons of the Angel for ten thousand years... might now have a cure.
The potential ramifications were staggering.
Even in death, the Angel of Mourning had delivered hope to his kin.
At that moment, deep in the vault's ruins, the last defense protocol activated.
Gawain barely had time to react as ghostly echoes of past battles—the psychic afterimages of fallen Astartes—flared to life.
Not as enemies, but as guardians.
One figure stepped forward, semi-transparent and flickering: his armor cracked, wings scorched, yet still standing.
"Child of Terra... walk carefully. Not all gifts come without a price."
As the light dimmed and the guardian faded, Gawain turned his eyes upward.