Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

The Iron Warriors' betrayers panicked and wanted to escape from the battleship, but unfortunately... they had no time.

The cold sun hanging high above the Sea of ​​Souls had already judged the betrayers!

This would be an inevitable death and destruction! !

In just a few minutes, the large ion reactor at the rear of the battleship entered an overload state under the captain's operation.

Every moment, the ion reactor emitting an ice-blue light released extremely terrifying energy! But because all the pipelines connecting the reactor to the outside world had been cut off, this energy could only collide wantonly inside the reactor.

Although the ion reactor manufactured by the Mechanicus has extremely high structural strength, it has its limits after all.

Soon, the energy density inside the ion reactor reached the critical limit.

There is no doubt that this will be a fire and destruction that will light up the universe...

"Go to hell and repent your sins, damned traitors!" At the last moment of his life, the scarred battleship captain once again roared out the oath that he had repeated countless times.

"For the great emperor!!!"

The bloody space seemed to be stagnant at this moment.

After a short and long silence, a deafening roar resounded throughout the galaxy.

The energy flowing in the ion reactor has reached a terrifying level! And when the structure of the reactor collapsed under the effect of this terrifying energy, an explosion filled with destruction was inevitable...

The blazing flames and shock waves spread around at an extremely terrifying speed with the location of the ion reactor as the center.

The space alloy and granite that make up the battleship are covered with spider-web-like cracks under the shock wave, and the flames emitting a scorching breath rush along the pipelines on the battleship... and then completely devour this machine carrying the glory of the empire.

The light produced by the explosion of the battleship briefly illuminated the dark galaxy...

When the blazing flames and thunderous roars gradually subsided, the battleship carrying the glory of the navy had turned into a charred wreckage.

Including the commander, 230,000 naval soldiers on the battleship died with the betrayers.

All the warships belonging to the Imperial Navy witnessed this tragic destruction.

The death and sacrifice of their comrades did not make the soldiers fall into fear. On the contrary...the blood of their compatriots further aroused the anger of the Imperial soldiers.

The Imperial Navy's actions against the betrayers became more determined. Under the resistance of countless loyalists regardless of death and sacrifice...the Iron Warriors' attempts to disintegrate the Imperial Fleet became more difficult.

And all the resistance of the Imperial soldiers fell into the eyes of the Iron Father.

In the original plan, the Iron Father originally intended to spend half a Terran day...to completely disintegrate all the resistance of this Imperial Fleet.

But at this moment, eight long Terran hours have passed...

The time left for the Iron Father is running out!

A trace of fear flashed in the pupils of the Iron Father, which were filled with blasphemy!

Except for Angron, the Lord of Red Sand, who had completely fallen into madness, among all the demon primarchs... [Lord of Iron] Perturabo was the one with the most erratic personality.

The Iron Father knew very well that if he could not complete the task assigned by Perturabo within the specified time... then the furious Lord of Iron would definitely turn him into a robot.

That was a more terrifying punishment than being buried in the [sarcophagus] of the demon dreadnought!!

Just when the Iron Father was at a loss because of the firm resistance of the Imperial warriors, the colorful light in the depths of the Eye of Terror... once again bloomed a frightening flash.

Under the gaze of the Iron Father, a huge fleet wrapped in green mist descended into the physical universe in an extremely strange manner.

Most Chaos warships were covered with pollution and corrosion from the warp.

But apart from the famous [Plague Fleet], there is no other similar warship in the entire betrayer camp that is filled with plague and curse.

This is a huge fleet composed of dozens of warships! Among these warships blessed by the loving father, the Iron Father even saw the legendary Queen of Glory-class warship [Endurance]!

In addition to the Black Legion flagship [Spirit of Vengeance], [Endurance] is the second Queen of Glory-class warship to participate in this war.

Since [Endurance] has appeared here, it means... the Primarch of the Death Watch Legion - Plague Prince Mortarion must be nearby! !

To be honest, although the Iron Warriors and the Death Guard are both betrayers, there is no intersection between the two sides on weekdays...

Even in certain wars, the Iron Warriors will fight with the Death Guard because of the stench and corruption emanating from them.

In a fundamental sense, the relationship between the two legions is not harmonious.

But on the matter of destroying the fortress world of Cadia, the two legions reached a rare agreement without any communication.

Everything was for the great plan of the Chaos Gods!!

After the Iron Father expressed his intentions to the Death Guard on the Endurance through some extremely blasphemous communication method... the stinking stinking can readily agreed to the Iron Warriors' request.

Witnessed by the Iron Father and a Chosen Champion of Nurgle, the Death Guard and the Iron Warriors formed a temporary alliance.

Without any warning, the despicable betrayers launched an even more terrifying attack on the Imperial soldiers who were still resisting tenaciously.

If it were just the Iron Warriors who were traitors, then the loyalists could barely resist temporarily with the heavy firepower weapons in their hands.

But the Plague Space Marines, who are favored by their loving father Nurgle, possess the terrifying ability to release viruses and plagues...

With the addition of the Plague Space Marines, the originally stalemate situation between the two sides instantly became clear.

The Plague Space Marines spread their fatherly generosity into the ventilation systems aboard the battleships, and countless virulent viruses and plagues spread on the breeze... on every Imperial battleship.

Nurgle's plague can not only infect the bodies of Imperial warriors, but can even infect the space alloy structure of battleships to a certain extent.

Fluorescent plague plants grow from the cold steel, and malicious fungi and moss take root deep in the granite...

Every corner of the Imperial warship betrays malice toward its loyal warriors.

Facing the invasion of viruses and plagues, the combat effectiveness of imperial warships and even naval soldiers has been greatly weakened.

In just a few hours, millions of naval sailors... died in pain from various virulent viruses and plagues.

The unwilling roars of the naval soldiers before they died echoed in this crazy galaxy, arousing an everlasting echo in the turbulent sea of ​​souls...

Faced with the malice coming from the Chaos Gods, the resistance that mortal warriors can offer is very limited.

After holding on for several Terra days, the number of surviving naval soldiers has been reduced to ten! What's worse is that the long and high-intensity battle has almost exhausted the ammunition stored on the battleship.

The light spears and laser beam arrays exuding a scorching aura came to a standstill, and even the macro cannon array, which was not too powerful... had fallen into a long silence due to lack of ammunition.

The naval fleet resistance has become very weak! !

And this is the best time for the Chaos Fleet to crush the empire's resistance.

In an instant, a mixed fleet composed of the Iron Warriors Fleet and the Plague Fleet... launched a surprise attack on the Imperial Fleet without warning.

Although the surviving imperial warriors controlled the weapon systems that were still functioning, they tried their best to resist the fierce offensive from the betrayers...

But unfortunately, in the face of the absolute power gap... the resistance of the mortal warriors was still in vain.

The mixed fleet composed of two renegade fleets effortlessly tore apart all resistance from the imperial fleet! !

The flagship, which was guarded by dozens of imperial warships, also failed to escape the fate of being invaded by the betrayers...

The Betrayer Legion, composed of Iron Warriors and Plague Space Marines, overwhelmingly shattered all resistance of the mortal warriors... and rushed straight into the flagship command module.

The captain in command has already been waiting here!

The veteran who had served in the Imperial Navy for more than half a century was not surprised by the arrival of this group of betrayers.

As early as the battle, the Rear Admiral had been infected with the Nurgle virus released by the Plague Space Marines!

Even if the rear admiral has received genetic modification from the Mechanicus, he is still a fragile body owned by a mortal...

Even if the rear admiral can persist longer than ordinary mortals, his life will still be as precarious as a candle in the wind.

Viruses and plagues containing the power of Nurgle are tormenting this warrior all the time! It has only been a few hours since the infection, but it has turned the originally strong warrior into the rickety appearance he has now...

The rear admiral's temperament and appearance have undergone earth-shaking changes! But the only thing that remains unchanged is this vicissitudes of life veteran's hatred for betrayers...

"Angry? Hateful? Even when facing death so close at hand, you can still show such a look! I like your persistence and will." There was a trace of deep approval on the blasphemous face of the Iron Father.

"Respectable warrior, your courage and will have won the respect of the Iron Warriors! As a compliment to a brave man, I will try my best to grant you a less painful death." There was a hint of irony in the words of the Iron Father. Disgusting pity.

At the same time, the Chosen Champion of Nurgle who followed the Iron Father... also opened his arms to this visible warrior.

"Embrace the great loving father Nurgle! Humble mortal, you will find the true meaning of eternal life in the garden of loving father..."

"The generous loving father sympathizes with every life equally! As long as you are willing to embrace the great loving father, then the Plague Legion will not mind accepting a heroic warrior!!" The words of the divinely chosen champion revealed a strong sense of bewitchment. .

Between living an ignoble life and dying with honor, the loyal naval veteran resolutely chose the latter without any hesitation.

"Despicable betrayer, put away your damn pity!" The rear admiral spat out a mouthful of spit with green virus, and then stared at the enemy of the empire in front of him with his directional pupils.

"The great Emperor and the Imperial Regent will avenge us! Our souls will return to the throne, and the despicable betrayer... can only sink forever in the cold and crazy sea of ​​souls!"

"I will stand by the side of the Golden Throne and wait for your arrival! I will wait, wait for you to confess your sins to the Emperor." The Rear Admiral of the Navy, with his weak body, roared angrily and madly at the despicable betrayer.

However, the loyalty and bravery of the Imperial soldiers were exchanged for the extremely contemptuous smile of the betrayer.

"This galaxy will eventually belong to the great Chaos Gods!" The words of the Iron Father were full of indescribable piety, "The glory of the Chaos Gods will eventually spread across this galaxy! And you, you will never wait until the day when the Corpse Emperor steps down from the Golden Throne."

"Now, prepare to meet your destined death!!" The chainsaw sword in the hand of the Iron Father made a harsh roar.

The rapidly rotating monomolecular sawtooth cut through the air without reservation, and the piercing scream echoed in the ears of every Imperial warrior present.

There was no mercy on the face of the Iron Father, which was full of traces of transformation!

Amid the blasphemous war roars of the Iron Warriors, the Iron Father slashed the loyal Imperial warriors with the chainsaw sword in his hand.

The other betrayers did not draw their own weapons.

To deal with the mortals who had been completely infected by the Nurgle virus, only the Iron Father was enough.

The Plague Space Marines following the Iron Warriors began to chant prayers praising the loving father.

The blasphemous subspace runes slowly sank and floated in this space! A malicious force emerged from the sea of ​​souls and descended into this space exuding a bloody atmosphere without reservation.

Under the blessing of the chaos runes, these loyal warriors will be sacrificed to the generous father Nurgle!

The bodies of the warriors will eventually become the nutrients for the growth of the Plague Garden, and their souls... will experience eternal life and happiness under the protection of Nurgle.

Facing the Iron Father blessed by Chaos, the extremely weak mortal warriors have no power to resist at all.

This is a massacre without fairness and mercy!

But even so, the loyal navy warriors still resolutely stood in front of the rear admiral.

Before the last navy warrior and the rear admiral fell completely, the resistance of the empire will never stop! !

In just a few dozen minutes, the chainsaw sword in the hands of the Iron Father was stained with the bright blood of the imperial warriors.