On the bridge, Leticia's body swayed slightly.
It was a weakness born from the excessive overdraw of divine power, a weakness that could not be forcibly suppressed by willpower.
In her black eyes, deep as the night sky, the holographic battlefield images reflected within began to blur, almost imperceptibly.
Simultaneously channeling the blessing of the "Power of genesis" to two Primarch Sisters fighting at full capacity, as well as to thousands of fanatical warriors on the front lines, was a burden far heavier than she had imagined, especially for someone who had just completed her first sacred ritual.
A wisp of bright red blood slowly seeped from the corner of her pale lips.
"Sister!"
A cry of alarm, laced with tears, broke the silence of the bridge.
Terrania's small figure, like a bolt of golden lightning, instantly rushed to Leticia's side, using all her strength to firmly support her swaying body.
The moment her small hand touched Leticia's arm, Terrania's pure, golden eyes widened sharply.
She could "feel" it clearly.
The power within her sister was like an ocean riddled with countless holes, rapidly draining away at a terrifying speed.
That bone-deep exhaustion, that pain suppressed deep within the soul, pierced into Terrania's heart like the sharpest ice pick through their physical contact.
A heart-wrenching pain seized her.
"Don't... worry about me..."
Leticia forced a smile and raised her hand, wanting to gently stroke her brilliant golden hair as she always did, to soothe her.
But even this simple action felt beyond her strength.
The more she did so, the more Terrania's inner fear and self-reproach flooded out, like a bursting dam.
"It's all because of me..."
Tears rolled uncontrollably from her golden eyes.
"It's all because I'm too weak!"
"I only know how to hide behind Sister, only know how to let Sister protect me!"
"If I could be a little stronger... If I could share the burden for Sister... Sister wouldn't have to suffer so much!"
Intense self-reproach turned into flames capable of scorching her very soul.
Just then, Leticia's voice, slightly weak yet still infinitely gentle, rang in her ear.
"Nia... don't cry..."
"With you here... I can... keep fighting..."
This sentence became the final straw that broke the camel's back.
It also became the first breeze to ignite the spark of divinity.
Terrania suddenly lifted her head.
Crystal-clear teardrops were still spinning on her long eyelashes, but deep within her golden eyes, that childlike fear and dependence were, at this moment, completely replaced by an unprecedented determination, like a collapsing star!
She broke free from Leticia's embrace.
Then, under Leticia's somewhat stunned gaze, she made a move that took everyone present—including Fogremia and Angronia, who were fighting in the bloody battle—completely by surprise.
For the first time, she proactively stepped in front of Leticia.
Using her slender, weak, and even slightly trembling back, she completely shielded Leticia's tall figure behind her.
The little girl who was always protected by everyone at the very center.
The timid soul who was always accustomed to hiding behind her sister for shelter.
At this moment, she chose to open her tender yet incredibly firm arms, attempting to hold up the sky for her god.
"This time..."
Her voice still carried a trace of childishness and a tearful tone, but every word, as if engraved by the soul, echoed clearly on the bridge and in the hearts of every warrior who had established a soul link with them.
"...it's my turn to protect Sister."
The moment the words fell.
Terrania closed her eyes.
She poured all her love, all her worry, all her heartache for Leticia—all the emotions she had possessed since her birth into this world—without reservation, into a single, purest prayer.
"Please grant me power..."
"Please grant me... the power to protect Sister!"
Boom—!!!
There was no sound.
There was no shockwave.
A golden radiance, pure to the extreme, warm to the extreme, like the first ray of light in the nascent universe, burst forth from her small body!
That radiance did not diffuse outward.
Instead, it rose suddenly above the bridge of the genesis, like a silent, golden sun!
The next instant.
The light of this "sun" ignored all physical laws.
It pierced through layers of alloy decks.
It pierced through the battlefield corridors where fierce fighting was taking place.
It pierced through the bodies of every Sisterhood warrior fighting in the bloodbath.
It pierced through the souls of every Khorne demon roaring in madness.
In just a split second.
The entire genesis warship, from bow to stern, from inside to out, was completely enveloped by this sea of golden light, warm, sacred, and filled with supreme order and majesty.
It was as if heaven had descended here at this moment.
On the battlefield.
Those bloodthirsty demons, originally fearless and knowing only slaughter, collectively let out a series of shrill, agonizing, and terrified screams the moment they were illuminated by this golden radiance!
Their movements became incredibly sluggish and stiff.
The flames on the weapons they held, which burned with hellfire, quickly dimmed and extinguished like candles splashed with holy water.
Some lower-level Bloodletters didn't even have time to scream before their bodies, composed of pure chaos energy, began to disintegrate and dissolve silently and rapidly in this golden radiance, as if they were impurities being purified, turning into the most primitive energy particles and dissipating into nothingness.
Their souls were born in the disorder of chaos and slaughter.
And the power Terrania released at this moment was the most primordial will in the universe, representing "Creation" and "Order."
For Chaos, this power was the most lethal poison!
Even the huge brass body of The Bloodthirsty Fiend, who was entangled in battle with Fogremia and Angronia, experienced a momentary, almost imperceptible stagnation due to this sudden divine pressure.
Its eyes, burning with hellfire, cast their gaze toward the distant bridge for the first time.
Its soul was trembling and roaring wildly.
"What... is this power?!"
"This aura... this aura that makes the entire Subspace loathe and fear it..."
"Is it... Him?!"
The eruption of this power instantly reversed the situation on the entire battlefield.
The pressure on all Sisterhood warriors suddenly eased.
And for Leticia on the bridge, this feeling was even more direct and more shocking.
As the golden radiance bloomed, she could clearly feel that the power of faith originating from the frontline warriors, which had originally surged toward her like a landslide or a tsunami, seemed to be combed and guided by an invisible, sacred dam.
It was no longer a violent torrent, but had transformed into a gentle, continuous stream, softly and efficiently replenishing her near-dry sea of authority.
The pressure on her body decreased by more than 90% in this moment!
Leticia slowly straightened her body.
Her deep black eyes reflected the small yet incredibly majestic golden silhouette before her, and unprecedented waves stirred in her heart.
"Nia..."
"So... this is your true power..."
"This is... the true divinity... that belongs to the 'Emperor'..."
A crazy, bold thought, enough to overturn the existing structure of the entire universe, formed instantly in Leticia's mind like lightning tearing through the dark night.
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