Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

The Primarch drew a chainsaw sword from the hand of a fallen Angel of Mourning and threw it with all his strength in the direction where the Death Wizard fled.

A milky white sonic boom cloud burst out! Under the terrifying power of the Primarch, the chainsaw sword branded with the emblem of the Angel of Mourning instantly broke through the speed of sound.

The chainsaw sword wrapped in terrifying kinetic energy smashed the head of the Death Wizard, and then nailed it to the wall of the core area with the remaining force.

The headless traitor staggered and fell down, and the culprit who desecrated the remains of the warrior had been settled.

"Next... it's your turn!" The Primarch clenched the Emperor's Sword in his hand and stared at the Chaos Warmaster surrounded by the Black Legion with a cold look.

"I am happy to accept your challenge! Your head will become my most precious trophy!" Abaddon's eyebrows were full of disgusting arrogance.

The air was filled with a suffocating smell of gunpowder, and the war between the Four Gods and the Primarch was about to break out.

Abaddon raised the Claw of Horus inherited from the Gene Father, roared and chopped at the head of the Primarch.

The speed of this attack was so fast that even the powerful Guards could not see it clearly.

But the Primarch easily dodged the attack of the Chaos Warmaster.

Taking advantage of the moment when Abaddon rushed forward, the Primarch stabbed the Emperor's Sword in his hand fiercely.

The Emperor's Sword shining with golden light pierced through the Chaos Warmaster's power armor and left a deep scar on Abaddon's waist.

The blazing Emperor's Fire burned the Chaos Warmaster's wound! Even the blessing of the Chaos Gods could not drive away the great power from the Lord of Mankind.

The pain of being burned by the Emperor's Fire made Abaddon furious, and the blessing from the Lord of the Skull took effect at this moment!

Under the blessing of Khorne, the intense pain became the source of Abaddon's power! The Lord of the Black Legion leaped high and launched a powerful slash at the Primarch.

The ancient Claw of Horus made a low humming sound. At such a close distance, the Primarch had no chance to dodge.

The copper-colored Emperor's Sword was once again filled with spiritual energy! The Primarch held the Emperor's Sword across his chest and blocked the slash of the Chaos Warmaster with pure power.

Abaddon was thrown several meters away by the recoil, while the Primarch only took two steps back!

The comparison between the two showed the difference.

The gods hidden in the depths of the Warp watched this battle.

Especially the [Lord of the Skull] sitting on the Brass Throne. Every detail of the battle between the four gods and the Primarch could make Khorne feel happy.

If it weren't for the Emperor's gaze still watching Khorne, the blessing from the Brass Throne would have been bestowed on the Primarch long ago.

Slightly different from the Lord of the Skulls, the Lord of Change, who was leaning against the Crystal Forest, had no interest in this epic battle that could affect the entire galaxy.

As the [Weaver of Fate], Tzeentch had already seen the outcome of this battle through the thread of fate!

The Lord of Change had no interest in the war whose outcome he had already known.

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Physical universe, the core area of ​​Blackstone Fortress.

The terrifying power that the Primarch burst out of made Abaddon fall into a brief shock.

At this moment, the Primarch charged at the Chaos Warmaster! Almost in an instant, the Primarch wearing the [Holy Armor] came to Abaddon's side.

"Look at me, damned cub!" The pupils of the Primarch flowed with a bright light like molten gold!

The Emperor's Sword, overflowing with psychic energy, easily swept away the [Claw of Horus] that was slashing like a giant scythe.

Under the extremely shocked gazes of the loyalists and the betrayers, the Primarch kicked over the huge body of the Chaos Warmaster.

Abaddon's left arm equipped with the [Claw of Horus] was stepped on by the Primarch. The angry Primarch grabbed the Chaos Warmaster's sky-high braid and punched Abaddon's hateful face with his heavy fist covered with golden gauntlets.

Boom, boom, boom...

The dull sound of heavy objects colliding with flesh echoed in this space! The heavy fist wrapped in the wrath of the Emperor smashed the roar of the Chaos Warmaster and humiliated every betrayer present.

"How dare you humiliate the great Chaos Warmaster like this!"

Abaddon, who was stepped on by the Primarch, tried to struggle, and in response to Abaddon's resistance, the Primarch's heavy fist became more violent.

"This punch is for the Astra Militarum and Astartes who died in the battle!" The Primarch punched hard and smashed the bridge of the betrayer's nose.

"This punch is for the fallen [Pure Fire]!" The Primarch punched again, hammering Abaddon's jaw to one side.

"This punch... is for the remains of the warriors you enslaved." The Primarch's angry punch blew out one of Abaddon's eyes.

Under the Primarch's furious punch, Abaddon's ugly face began to twist at a speed visible to the naked eye!

After hundreds of heavy punches, the Chaos Warmaster's face was completely inhuman...

"You forced me to do this! I will use your head and blood... to wash away this shame." Abaddon roared angrily.

Along with the Chaos Warmaster's fury, an even more terrifying power surged from the depths of the betrayer's soul.

With the blessing of this power, Abaddon, who was trampled under the Primarch's feet, broke free!

The generous blessing from the loving father quickly repaired the scars on the face of the Chaos Warmaster! In the flash of light, Abaddon's miserable face has been restored to its original state.

The Primarch did not care about the Chaos Warmaster who broke free from his restraints. What really concerned him was the gray long sword held tightly in Abaddon's hand.

The Primarch had seen the record of this long sword in the database of the Imperial Guard.

The magic sword [Draconion]!

It also has another title that is not officially recognized-[The End of the Empire].

The magic sword [Draconion] seals an ancient and powerful demon! This demon with the same name as the magic sword was born from the first "murder" of mankind.

Draconion represents the pure malice of mankind! ! !

This abominable demon was sealed by the Emperor in the [Webway War] during the Horus Heresy! And the Emperor himself was also severely injured in the process of sealing Draconion.

Even at the moment of the decisive battle with Horus the Treason, the Emperor's injuries still could not be healed.

In a sense, if Draconian had not severely injured the Emperor! Then the future of the Empire and this galaxy would not be as dark and crazy as it is now.

Since the Webway War, [Draconian] has been sealed in the Tower of Silence on the ancient battlefield [Ullanor].