Warhammer? But Ultraman!

This is the thirtieth millennium since the Great Crusade.

The Star Gods, the Four Gods of the Warp, the Tyranid Swarm... everything was defeated in the Great Crusade.

And yet the Great Crusade did not triumph.

It came to a halt on the dazzling planet known as the [Star of Ultra].

The Great Emperor of the Holy Empire of Anpera sat motionless aboard his ship, “Dark Terror,” for thirty millennia.

The glittering emerald planet had dealt Him wounds that would never heal.

People called the tumultuous past of thirty thousand years ago the [Age of Technology], while the present, thirty thousand years later, was the dazzling [Golden Age].

Prosperity, progress, and advancement: these were the defining colors of the Golden Age.

Even so, certain terrifying things were quietly awakening.

The Four Gods of the Warp were gradually regaining their strength.

The Great Devourer and the Warp were conspiring to create a [Primarch] for the Tyranid Swarm.

Zetton, a conceptual entity born from the distortion of the universe, had already revived, and the evil lurking in the cosmic prison yearned to break free.

Powerful civilizations across the galaxy were also itching to vie for supremacy...

No matter what.

“The Land of Light is here. The Star of Ultra is here. And we are here. Even if the future is shrouded in darkness, we will keep pushing tirelessly to bring peace to the universe!”

So said Red Ultraman, head of the Space Science Technology Bureau and acting commander of the Space Garrison.

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(In Chapter 10, he takes up the post of commander of the Space Garrison.)