A few Terran hours after the Iron Warriors commander decided to withdraw, the sun of this planet rose from the horizon, bringing another burst of light.

At this moment, the 1st Yakolan Mechanized Regiment had already breached the last few interception lines set by the enemy and completed their rendezvous with the remnants of the Skitarii.

After several days of intense combat, the force of twenty thousand Skitarii had dwindled to under ten thousand, making it the most severely affected unit so far. Yet, the critical personnel they were protecting, including data artisans, Titan constructors, and related supplies, were all intact.

This meant that the Reaver Titan would regain its emergency operational capability in the near future, and several battered Knight Armigers might also receive some necessary maintenance.

However, on the downside, during the pursuit of the fleeing enemy, while the units had come across numerous giant mechanical wrecks, including several Warhound Titans, they found these had been irreparably damaged.

The damage was not only due to mechanical malfunctions; factors like Chaos corruption and warp distortions had severely affected the Titans' overall integrity.

Considering that the next actions of the various legions required high mobility, they could not drag these wrecks along, so their story should have ended there... but unfortunately, Zhang Ge had carelessly failed to restrain Olivia in advance.

As the troops rested and resupplied, the wrecks were hoisted by the heavy machinery sent by the Adeptus Mechanicus and eventually gathered together.

They prepared to conduct a thorough purification of these remains to prevent these formerly sacred machines from falling further into the hands of Chaos.

Just as they were making preparations, the previously quiet Olivia stepped toward the wrecks.

If Zhang Ge, who had been lying in the tent sleeping after continuous battles for several days, had witnessed what was happening, he would have certainly regretted not holding out a little longer.

The thundering footsteps of the Warlord Titan echoed, and the Titan Guard, sensing something amiss, quickly gathered from their resting state. No, not just them; countless others began to converge on Olivia as she approached the mounds of wreckage.

Yet, even the most devout pilgrims kept their distance, remaining a hundred meters away to avoid disturbing the divine work of the giant.

By the time Zhang Ge was awakened by Amilia and exited the tent, a crowd had already gathered around.

At that moment, Olivia stepped down decisively for her final action.

Even with a rapid communication through a Vox-caster, Zhang Ge had no time to prevent what was about to happen.

He watched in shock as Olivia's Volcano Cannon pointed at the nearest Warhound Titan fragment.

Then, blood gushed from the cannon's mouth, like when Ascalon had pierced the Warlord Titan, spewing forth in a net-like pattern, intertwining with the Warhound Titan.

Purification of corruption, structural remaking, armor plating.

Finally, the roar of engines.

As if alive, the blood flowed into every crack and damage, nearly reconstructing all parts of the Warhound Titan and ultimately granting it a new life.

When the Warhound Titan's electronic eye flickered to life, slowly turning its head and body, the crowd erupted in thunderous cheers.

However, instead of the jubilant Tech-priests and Skitarii, a heavy silence fell over them.

The applauding bystanders were largely clueless Astra Militarum troops, not quite understanding the significance of what had transpired; all they knew was that another miracle had taken place—whether it was the Emperor manifesting or something else didn't concern them. They only needed to know that their chances of surviving had improved.

In contrast, the Tech-priests understood the implications well. They were engulfed in extreme shock and even fear.

The shock was due to:

In mere seconds, one Titan had restored another.

If one was to trace back an event comparable within the realm of Titans, it might only be the creation of the first Titan during the Unification Wars.

This was beyond political or scientific significance; it was a manifestation of the Omnissiah's great power.

They were witnesses to the manifestation of this miracle.

The fear stemmed from:

They could not ensure the safety of the Warlord Titan that had wrought this miracle.

This safety was not a standard notion; it meant far more than just reaching the Northspire Sector—at the very least, it would need to be transported to Mars to consider it secure.

They feared that if this planet fell in the future, this miracle might be crushed by Chaos here, and they had no viable solution for that.

For even attempting to organize a fleet to evacuate this Titan would entail extreme risks.

The forces of Chaos held naval superiority, and they wouldn't hesitate to dispatch ships to investigate what the Adeptus Mechanicus was protecting so zealously.

When the first priest began to claw back his sanity from such complex emotions, the second Warhound Titan had already revived.

Under these circumstances, his sole thought became:

Better kneel; whatever needs to be addressed can wait until I'm done praying. Apologies; my sense of responsibility—today you must take a back seat.

The priests and Titan Guard fell as if blown by the wind, with the first man kneeling down, quickly followed by many who joined in prayer, and soon the surrounding Skitarii were kneeling and bowing their heads as well.

Finally, when all four Warhound Titans were fully revived, the atmosphere turned electrifying.

The Sisters of Battle and accompanying priests proclaimed that this was concrete evidence of the Emperor's blessing upon this battle and upon this planet, while the prayers of the Adeptus Mechanicus soared even higher.

Setting aside the matter of faith, the addition of these four Warhound Titans was undoubtedly an immense boon.

Word rapidly spread, reaching all corners of the combined forces, awakening those who had been in dreamless sleep to witness the miraculous sight of multiple Titans standing together.

In such an atmosphere, even the most strict officers chose to turn a blind eye to their subordinates' discussions on some formerly taboo questions, such as whether victory was possible or if they could crush the enemy.

For in this moment, there was a clear and indisputable answer to these normally morale-affecting questions:

Yes.

Even the Space Marines could not help but be swept up in this atmosphere and engaged in their own low prayers.

Yet, amid this excitement, one person felt as if the world had cast him aside.

Initially, Zhang Ge doubted whether he was still dreaming, but after four consecutive "illusions," he had no choice but to confirm with the Vox-caster concerning Olivia.

"What are you doing?"

"I... I don't seem to know either."

The clear voice echoing in his mind shattered Zhang Ge's last shred of illusion, leading him to ask a second question, dazed:

"What should I call the other four?"

"They're also me; you can just call them Olivia."

"Huh?"

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