Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Looking at this dark and crazy galaxy, the existence that can tear open the warp rift on the fortress world [Cadia]... is only Chaos Demons and the betrayers of the Chaos Gods of Faith.

Looking at the colorful rift gradually expanding in the void, the faces of the loyalists and the betrayers showed completely different expressions.

The betrayers of the Black Legion did not care about the appearance of this rift.

Whether it was Chaos Demons or despicable betrayers who came out of it, it would only make the destruction of the Black Templars faster.

However, the faces of the loyal Sons of Dorne showed a trace of despair.

The power of the Black Legion betrayers present alone far exceeded the remaining combat power of the Black Templar veterans.

If the assistance of Chaos Demons or other warband betrayers was added, the warriors of the Black Templar would not be able to wait for the arrival of reinforcements... and would usher in eternal death and destruction.

Under the solemn gaze of the Sons of Dorne, a group of Chaos Space Marines wearing dark purple power armor surged out of the rift.

The power armors worn by these traitors are not too old! Even in today's Empire, there are still some of these power armors in service in various legions.

These traitors should not be called [Chaos Warbands]. They are [renegade warbands] who threw themselves into the arms of Chaos for various reasons after the end of the Horus Heresy!

In a sense, the existence of renegade warbands is more disgusting than Chaos Warbands.

"Damn traitors! One day, the wrath of the Emperor and Dorn will make you fall into hell forever!!" The scarred sons of Dorn roared angrily.

But the traitors who embraced Chaos did not care at all.

In the eyes of the traitors of the Black Legion, this roar full of rage is just the last struggle of the prey before death...

Strength has always been the eternal truth between this galaxy! If you don't have enough power, no one in this galaxy will talk to you seriously...

The commander of the Black Legion nodded slightly to the [renegade regiment] that had descended on the battlefield, as a greeting in this slightly contemptuous way.

The Chaos Space Marines wearing purple power armor did not respond.

The Black Legion warriors did not care about this.

The Black Legion's predecessor was the [Sons of Horus] led by the Primarch Horus. As the descendants of the Warmaster... every warrior in the Sons of Horus Legion was extremely arrogant.

After the fall of the Primarch Horus, this arrogance became a kind of disgusting arrogance under the pollution and subtle erosion of Chaos.

The traitors of the Black Legion looked down on the loyalists who believed in the Corpse King, and likewise... they looked down on other traitors.

In some cases, the Black Legion would even quietly wipe out some traitors who opposed the Chaos Warmaster... from the planets where they were stationed.

The arrogant Black Legion simply disdained to let other betrayers assist them in the attack.

But the next second, this group of Chaos Space Marines in dark purple power armor... made a move that shocked all loyalists and even betrayers.

The Chaos Space Marines, who were filled with the aura of Chaos, raised the grenade launchers in their hands and pointed the black muzzles directly at the location of the Black Legion.

Before the Black Legion betrayers could react, the metal fragments filled with filthy auras were wrapped in terrifying kinetic energy... and exploded on the blasphemous bodies of the Black Legion betrayers! !

The bombs blessed by the gods have some strange properties.

Although the power armor on the Black Legion betrayers also has the blessing of Chaos, it still cannot provide enough protection for the despicable betrayers in the face of the tide of bomb fragments.

The scorching metal fragments penetrated the power armor of the Black Legion betrayer with difficulty, and then like a maggot attached to the bone... drilled into the betrayer's flesh and blood flowing with the power of chaos.

For mortals or even ordinary Astartes, such injuries are enough to take their lives in a very short time.

But for the betrayers who have been greatly strengthened by the power of chaos, the wounds torn by the bombs can only reduce their combat power at best.

The shocked and angry Black Legion betrayers roared angrily! They raised their weapons filled with the power of chaos in their hands and roared towards the traitorous warband that dared to attack them.

A war is about to break out! ! !

Although the Black Legion betrayers have the blessings of the gods far beyond the traitorous warband, in terms of combat skills alone... they are far from comparable to the group of Chaos Space Marines wearing purple power armor.

The sudden attack of this Chaos Space Marine greatly disrupted the original deployment of the Black Legion traitors...

Most of the attention of the Black Legion traitors was attracted by this group of Chaos Space Marines!

For the loyalists of the Black Templars, this is a great opportunity to counterattack.

Led by the think tank Tabas, the fighting brothers of the Black Templars launched a charge towards the weakest flank of the Black Legion.

The noble sons of Dorne shouted the name of the Emperor and the Father of Genes, and wantonly used the weapons in their hands to splash death and destruction...

The situation of the battle was reversed almost in an instant.

The Black Legion, which originally had the upper hand, was now forced to switch to defense under the siege of Chaos Space Marines and Black Templars.

The number of Chaos Space Marines is almost twice that of the Black Legion! When the individual combat power is almost the same, the factors that determine the outcome of the war become quantity and coordination.

Unfortunately, the tacit cooperation between these Chaos Space Marines... is also enough to be called top-level! !

After several long Terran days of war, the last Black Legion traitor... finally turned into a pile of blurred charcoal with a pungent smell in the psychic lightning of the Black Templar Think Tank.

So far, the Black Legion that descended on the Black Templar has been completely destroyed.

But the loyal sons of Dorne did not relax their vigilance because of the death of the Black Legion warriors! !

The wounded Black Templar warriors held their weapons tightly and guarded the side of the Grand Marshal Bo Simmons who fell into a coma due to serious injuries.

Although this group of mysterious Chaos Space Marines provided some help to the Black Templar, in a sense... the enemy of the enemy may not necessarily become a friend.

At this moment, there are only a few Black Templar warriors who are still alive.

Although the Chaos Space Marines also suffered heavy losses in the war, their number still exceeded the terrifying four digits.

If this group of mysterious Chaos Space Marines suddenly attacked, the Sons of Dorne of the Black Templars would have no power to resist!

Although the Chaos Space Marines did not raise their weapons to the Black Templars, there was still a suffocating solemnity in the air.

The atmosphere between the two sides was tense! A tragic war seemed to be on the verge of breaking out...

But at this moment, Grand Marshal Bosimons, who had been in a coma for several days, finally woke up from a long sleep.

As the Grand Marshal of the Black Templars who inherited Sigismund's will, Bosimons naturally possessed a strategic vision and wisdom far beyond ordinary people.

But even so, the scene in front of him still made Bosimons fall into a moment of stagnation.

After the explanation of the Chapter Think Tank, Bosimons finally had a general understanding of the war that took place when he was in a coma.

The severely injured Grand Marshal of the Black Templars stared at the Chaos Space Marines.

The power armors of these Chaos Space Marines were covered with traces of pollution and mutation, but through the wriggling tentacles and malicious bloody pupils... Bosimons still found a broken chapter emblem on the shoulder armor of these warriors!

When the Black Templar Grand Marshal saw the emblem clearly, his brown pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

"Soul Drinker!!!" Bosimons, who was extremely shocked, subconsciously uttered a title that had been sealed for a thousand years.

"Soul Drinker?" This title instantly made the wounded Black Templar warriors alert.

The wounded Black Templar warriors raised the bolters in their hands, and the black muzzles were aimed at the chapter called Soul Drinker...

And the threat contained in this was obvious!

Soul Drinker caused an uproar in the Black Templar! The faces of the Chaos Space Marines not far from the Sons of Dorne revealed a trace of deep sadness and anger.

[Soul Drinkers] were also Rogal Dorn's proudest offspring. In the [Second Founding] ten thousand years ago... including the Black Templars, the [Imperial Fists] Legion split into three sub-groups.

[Black Templars], [Fists of the Paragon] and the last [Soul Drinkers]!

When these three sub-groups left the Legion's home planet, they all received gifts from the gene father Rogal Dorn.

The Black Templars received more than one-third of the Imperial Fists' warships, and the Paragon Fists received a large number of warships and weapons.

In addition to the conventional fleet and various vehicle weapons, the [Soul Drinkers] Chapter also received the holy weapon given by Rogal Dorn - Soul Spear!

[Soul Drinkers] once carried the glory of the Imperial Fists and even the entire Empire.

But about a thousand years ago, everything changed dramatically! ! !

About a thousand years ago, the [Inquisition] listed the Soul Drinkers as traitors without any warning.

After that, the [Mars Mechanicus] also launched a galaxy-wide wanted list for these Sons of Dorne...

In the past thousand years, two Mechanicus Skitarii and three Astartes Chapters have launched a hunt for the Soul Drinkers Chapter.

But the final outcome was, without exception, heavy losses!

In addition to the Black Legion and other traitor legions led by demon primarchs, the Soul Drinkers Chapter has the highest position on the Empire's wanted list.

Although the Soul Drinkers helped the Black Templars in the previous war, this does not change their nature as traitors!

Anyone who betrays the glory of the throne shall receive the destined death bestowed by the Emperor! !

Facing this group of traitors who also have the blood of Dorne flowing in their veins, the warriors of the Black Templars showed undisguised hostility.

There was a suffocating solemnity in the air between the two sides.

But even though the situation has developed to such a serious level, the Soul Drinkers' warriors still did not draw their weapons.

There is no doubt that this group of so-called "traitors" do not want to go to war with the [Black Templar].

The Grand Marshal of the Black Templar, Bosimons, read a trace of deep sadness and desolation from the pupils of these traitors...

The intuition told the Grand Marshal that fighting with this group of Chaos Space Marines was not the best choice at the moment.

After long and careful consideration, Black Templar Grand Marshal Beau Simmons finally decided... to give these Sons of Dorne a chance to argue.

Even though this battle group known as the Soul Drinkers has long since fallen, in essence...the same blood as the Black Templars still flows in their bodies.

"Put the gun away first." Beau Simmons patted the Black Templar veteran's shoulder, and then turned his attention to the silent Soul Drinkers.

"No matter what the reason is, thank you for your assistance to the Black Templar!" Grand Marshal Bo Simons solemnly saluted the traitors.

"The Black Templar is not a person who repays kindness with revenge! In order to ensure the interests of both parties, so... I need to have a dialogue with your commander!" There was an undoubted majesty in the words of the Grand Marshal.

Faced with the request of Grand Marshal Beau Simons, the Soul Drinkers Chapter, exuding rich power of chaos, fell into a long silence.

After a long time, a chapter sergeant with a mechanical prosthetic leg walked out of the team of soul drinkers.

Even at this moment, the cold metal prosthetic limb of the Chapter Sergeant is still branded with the double-headed eagle emblem that carries the glory of the Empire...

Apart from the Chaos pollution and corrosion all over it, this prosthetic arm is not much different from the auxiliary machinery worn by other Loyalists.

After a moment of silence, the Soul Drinker Sergeant made an aquila salute to Bo Simons.

"Dear Marshal Beau Simons of the Black Templars! In the name of Dorne, the Soul Drinker has no ill intentions towards the Black Templars!" The sergeant's hoarse voice echoed across the desolate land. .

"Of course I know this!" Bo Simons stepped on the broken limbs of the betrayer of the Black Legion and came to the Soul Drinker sergeant with a solemn expression.

"You and I are both sons of Dorne! I don't believe that you would choose to betray the Golden Throne and the teachings of the Gene Father for your own selfish interests!"

Bo Simons took a deep breath, "The fortress world of Cadia is an extremely sensitive location! In order to ensure the safety of the empire, and to crush the conspiracy of the demon primarchs... so I need to know your purpose of coming."

"The Black Templar will make appropriate decisions based on the situation!" Bo Simons' words were full of doubt.

The Soul Drinker sergeant looked into the warm brown eyes of the Black Templar Grand Marshal.