Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

"Lorgar, do you still remember me?" The leader of the World Eaters team held a chainsaw axe and looked at the Primarch Lorgar with undisguised anger and hatred.

"The Betrayer Kahn!" Lorgar revealed the identity of the visitor, "You shouldn't be here, Angron is no longer your genetic father!"

"Yes, that's right." Kahn's voice was full of madness, "That red monster is no longer our genetic father."

"But... you and the entire Word Bearers Legion are still enemies of the World Eaters! Have you forgotten that Angron has become so ugly because of you!"

The chainsaw axe held in the palm of the World Eaters roared furiously! The hot murderous intent exuding a stench and bloody smell filled the space without reservation.

"Lorgar, offer your head to the great Brass Throne!" Kahn's face full of mutation and pollution was full of fanaticism.

"Kahn, do you really dare to attack me?" Lorgar's red pupils were full of disdain. "The power of the Demon Prince is beyond your imagination! In front of me, you are just a slightly stronger ant."

"I never thought of defeating you!" Kahn showed a meaningful smile, "Our mission is just to delay you! Angron, who will arrive later, will make you experience real death and fear."

"Lorgar, it's time to pay the price for your betrayal ten thousand years ago!"

Accompanied by a furious roar, Kahn, holding the chain saw axe [Blood Fang], jumped high.

The blessing from the [Brass Throne] gave Kahn terrifying power and speed! The axe blade filled with bloody breath chopped towards Lorgar's head fiercely.

Lorgar didn't want to get too entangled with this group of [World Eaters].

The Chaos Artifact [Three-Eyed Skull] embedded on the broken staff bloomed a glimmer! Lorgar's blasphemous chanting sounded.

In an instant, a psychic flame wrapped in the power of chaos surged towards [Betrayer] Kahn.

"You are just like Magnus, a sissy who only knows how to play with witchcraft!" Kahn's words were full of disdain.

The huge body of [Betrayer] twisted flexibly in the air, and the psychic flame emitting a burning breath passed by him, unable to hurt him at all.

Time passed by...

In the ridicule of Kahn and the [World Eaters], Lorgar's movements of releasing witchcraft became more and more anxious.

Angron's suffocating terrifying momentum is approaching!

If this group of [World Eaters] is not dealt with as soon as possible, the angry [Lord of Red Sand] will definitely eat Lorgar alive.

"Kahn, I'll give you one last chance!" Lorgar's voice was filled with coldness and a trace of imperceptible fear, "Get out of here! I can pretend that what happened today never happened."

"You talk too much nonsense, sissy!" Kahn carried the bloody chainsaw axe on his shoulder, "Lorgar, I have felt the power of Angron! The glorious Macragge... will be your burial place."

"You forced me to do this!" Lorgar's words were full of resentment, "I swear in the name of the gods! Kahn, I will hunt you down to every corner of the galaxy."

"You are so arrogant, didn't you brush your teeth this morning?" Kahn spread his hands innocently, "Lorgar, you'd better survive today first! Angron... has arrived!"

The land of Macragge began to tremble! Dust billowed at the end of the horizon, and the bloody breath that covered the sky and the sun even temporarily drove away the power of chaos here.

From the moment he fought Angron, the Word Bearers Primarch had been marked with the [Mark of Blood] by Prince Khorne!

In other words, Lorgar had become Angron's prey.

Unless one of the two sides fell, the furious Angron would chase Lorgar to the end of the universe!

In the vast galaxy, there would be no place for Lorgar to hide!

"Welcome the wrath of Angron!" Kahn's face, branded with blasphemous runes, showed a crazy smile, "I hope you are strong enough! Otherwise, Prince Khorne will really chop you into meat sauce."

Before Lorgar could react, Kahn, the [Betrayer], led the [World Eaters] to leave the battlefield at the fastest speed.

Angron, who was in a rage, could not distinguish between friend and foe!

The crazy Prince of Khorne would only use the chainsaw axe in his hand to tear all living things in sight into pieces without distinction.

Death seemed to be just around the corner!

But Lorgar had not yet completed his revenge on Guilliman, and had not yet let the glory of "God" spread across the entire galaxy...

Lorgar did not want to die just yet!

After a brief thought, the Primarch of the Word Bearers made an extremely difficult decision.

The soul power that was almost condensed into substance overflowed from Lorgar! This pathetic demon prince used one-third of his "essence" to make a deal with an indescribable existence deep in the warp.

After paying a heavy price, a warp rift leading directly to the [Word Bearers] base opened up beside Lorgar.

There was the nest of the entire [Word Bearers] Legion that had been operating for thousands of years! Even the furious Angron could never threaten Lorgar in the Word Bearers' nest.

Angron seemed to have sensed the Primarch of the Word Bearers' intention to escape!

"Don't run, Lorgar!!!"

From a distance of several kilometers, the angry Prince of Khorne threw the chainsaw axe in his hand fiercely! !

The chainsaw axe burning with blood-red flames cut through the space, and just before Lorgar was about to enter the warp rift completely, it cut off the right leg of this troublemaker.

The intense pain stimulated Lorgar's brain! For thousands of years, the Primarch of the Word Bearers had never been as angry as today.

But this anger was useless.

The threat of death was imminent!

Lorgar didn't even dare to say a harsh word, and fled directly into the warp rift in disgrace.

"Lorgar! You coward!" Angron's roar mixed with rage resounded throughout the land of Macragge!

So far, Lorgar successfully escaped Angron's pursuit!

But the life of this troublemaker was still in danger like a candle in the wind.

A killing god who was far more terrifying than Angron was waiting for Lorgar's arrival quietly in the warp rift with cold murderous intent.

That was the original leader of the Raven Guard who had disappeared ten thousand years ago - the Raven King Corus Corax!

From the Horus Heresy to this moment, the angry Corax had been hunting down former traitors in the Sea of ​​Souls.

The long journey through the Warp made Corax gradually understand his own Warp Essence!

The form of the Raven King in the Warp had long since turned into a flock of crows composed of countless "darkness" and "shadows".