Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

The mighty heavy infantry phalanx of the Extreme Clan marched across the sky. The huge Orc Titan and the Emperor King Kong carrying the double-headed eagle on his shoulders walked side by side. Meteors rained down, which was a plasma even bigger than the War Titan. Body shells.

The Imperial Guard squad charged forward at absolute speed, stabbing the guard spears symbolizing glory at the fake original body surrounding Fabius Bayer.

Among all the Imperial Guards, Alexander was the most angry, because other colleagues only listened to his report, and only Alexander himself saw the true appearance of the matter directly from the vision given by the Emperor, as if all the blasphemies done by Bayer were Happening before your eyes.

Abaddon shared his anger.

Bayer deceived the Chaos Warmaster with the tyrannical gene analyzed from the [Legacy: Organic Codex]. He claimed that as long as the Great Predator gave him enough investment, he could provide the Warmaster with a steady stream of strange and alien slaves. Abaddon was so shocked by the strange power of the space slug that he actually believed Beyer's lies.

At first, Abaddon's investment did pay off, and the slug army provided by Bair helped the Warmaster bulldoze more than one Imperial world and plunder a large amount of resources.

But as time passed, the soldiers of the Black Legion became more and more accustomed to driving alien slaves to fight for themselves. Abaddon's ambitions continued to expand due to the expansion of his men's combat power. He was no longer satisfied with wandering around and attacking some on the fringes of the empire. On the ordinary planet, the Great Predator has set his sights on the famous forging world - Huangquan No. 8.

The invincible slug army gave Abaddon unparalleled confidence. The three gods of Chaos, who regarded Huangquan No. 8 as a thorn in their side, also provided strong support for the Chaos Warmaster's war operations, and the demon army served him.

However, the toughness of the Underworld No. 8 far exceeded Abaddon's expectations. The Mechanical Sages not only used secret treasures left over from the dark age of technology, but also received logistical support from the Order of Truth, which made the front line long-lasting. Unable to capture it, the Black Legion has been unable to capture this forging world, and the originally anticipated blitzkrieg turned into a tug-of-war.

The long-term back-and-forth battle depleted Abaddon's logistical supplies. Not only were all the resources plundered from the previous destruction of several imperial worlds invested in it at once, but the Black Legion itself even invested a lot of money in it, and as the front expanded, , the gap in the supply of troops is also growing, and Abaddon urgently needs to get more alien armies to send to Huangquan No. 8 to fill the line.

Abaddon, who was forced to panic, donated generously, allowing Bayer to swallow a large amount of resources at once. But this time, Bayer spit out nothing after swallowing the resources.

He disappeared.

When Bair reappeared in Abaddon's field of vision, he had already put on the skin of a human emperor. Fulgrim and Sanguinius were kneeling submissively under him, with gold-made thrones on the left and right sides. Rogal Dorn and Perturabo stood respectively, and Horus Ruperkar was humbly serving him tea and water.

Abaddon was furious.

It turned out that Bayer had been playing tricks on the Predator from the beginning. Less than 30% of the resources provided to him by Abaddon were used to produce Azjan worms, and the remaining 70% were secretly used by Bayer to carry out the project that was not completed that year. Research on cloning protozoa.

The Emperor told Alexander in a vision that the Chaos God did not want to see the Lord of Mankind escape his fate as the Lord of Darkness.

The Lord of Change and the Prince of Joy jointly funded Fabius Bile's blasphemous research. He will bring a group of blasphemous monsters with empty primarch bodies to Armageddon to destroy the coronation ceremony of the Orc Great Khan. Trapped the Lord of Mankind in a dark future.

Then a green-skinned monster as tall as a knight mecha appeared in front of Alexander. It was the orc emperor of the Extreme Clan, Maulius Goza.

[It will win. 】

Then ten thousand voices sounded in Alexander's mind.

[It must win. 】

[It cannot but win. 】

"For the Emperor!" The Custodian Shield Captain loudly vented his anger and pierced the head of Sanguinius with the tip of his spear wrapped in a disintegrating force field.

"For the Emperor and the Emperor!" Maulius Gotha shouted, and the rumbling chain ax split Robert Guilliman's chest.

Yet even if they were just a bunch of fakes with no 'essence', the Primarch was still the Primarch, the culmination of the Emperor's supreme achievements in genetic engineering and genetics.

Even though this group of originals had just been born from the cloning cabin not long ago, they had not received any professional combat training, and their equipment was not as sophisticated as the Imperial Army. Just relying on their outstanding physical strength and combat instincts engraved in their DNA, they could It was enough to make the Imperial Guards suffer a lot.

While Alexander pierced the head of Sanguinius, one of his own arms was also pierced by the sword of angels. Maulius Goza was killed by Fulgrim when he hacked Guilliman to death. The bloody head rolled straight to the ground.

But the orcs didn't care about this. Maulius Gosa casually picked up his head and pressed it on his neck, shouting that he believed that the emperor would live forever! Then he swung the chain saw ax and struck Angron on the side.

The scorching flames of war have started a prairie fire. The Golden Armored Forbidden Army and the Cloning Primarch are fighting to the death. The torrent of steel from the Extreme Clan washes away the steel sky. The speedsters from the Evil Sun Clan step on the accelerator and speed like a pack of wild dogs looking for any possible flaw. Trying to take a bite.

The final phase of the Great Khan War begins.

In the sky above the orbit, the void shield of the Vengeful Spirit flashed wildly. As soon as the Chaos flagship appeared in the sky above Armageddon, it was attacked by the combined fire of all the Orc clan space fleets. In just ten minutes, the Queen of Glory The void shield system of the class battleship will be overwhelmed and may burn out at any time.

However, Abaddon no longer cares about the safety of the flagship. At this moment, he has nothing but hatred in his eyes. As long as he can cut off Bair's head with the sword, even if the spirit of revenge falls here, the Chaos Warmaster will also be there. No matter what!

Abaddon was not the only one who had this idea. In addition to the Warmaster's Black Legion, the team chasing Bair also included almost all the Chaos Astartes. The World Eaters' flagship 'Conqueror' came with the sky filled with rage. Above Armageddon.

In the cabin of the Conqueror, dog heads were howling and barking. It was a World Eater warrior who used blood paint to paint his face into a dog head to imitate the Blood God. Looking at the steel sky, there were a company of Angron, they were furious.

Among the angry dog ​​heads, there is one dog head that is particularly angry. He is the leader of the World Eaters, Angron's former attendant, and the champion of Khorne, Karn.

"Bair, I swear to kill you!" Kahn gritted his teeth and pulled the chain sword: "I will use your skull as a bowl for the reputation of the champion of Khorne!"

No one will doubt the truth of Kahn's words, because he is Kahn, the hunk among hunks, the butcher among butchers, the most Khorne, the most ferocious sword under the Blood God. The dog with the most painful bite among wolves, he symbolizes the indiscriminate fighting and slaughter of the Blood God. No one can question the burning anger of the Khorne Champion.

Except one person.

The man was now standing behind a group of dog-headed World Eaters. He was watching with interest as Kahn raised his chain sword to prepare the brothers for the pre-war mobilization before the orbital airborne landing. He held his chin with one hand and asked Kahn with a smile. : "Oh? What kind of champion are you?"