Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Whether in the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago or in the dark time after the Horus Heresy, Magnus has always been known as the most powerful Primarch with psychic power.

It is precisely because of this title that most people who do not know Magnus...will subconsciously think that Magnus's physical strength is very weak.

But unfortunately, this is not the case!

After receiving the blessing of the Lord of Change, the fallen Magnus mastered more forbidden psychic spells from the Chaos Library! !

And with the blessing of several kinds of Chaos sorcery, Magnus's physical strength can even rank in the top ten among all Primarchs! !

On the other hand, even though Erebus has received the great blessing from the Prince of Pleasure... his physical strength has not changed much.

Facing the almost overwhelming power of the Lord of Prospero, Erebus, this hateful troublemaker, has almost no power to resist.

Magnus, with a cold look, lifted up the despicable Erebus from the ground like a chicken.

Facing this demon primarch who was so close, Erebus could clearly feel the suffocating power! And this terrifying aura was far more powerful than the former Word Bearers primarch Lorgar.

"Erebus, pay the price for your betrayal!" Magnus narrowed his only remaining eye slightly, following the will of the demon prince... the extremely bright and powerful psychic power began to gather in Magnus's palm.

The Lord of Prospero intended to use this most primitive and inefficient way to give Erebus a long and painful death! Only in this way can the scholars who once died in the Burning of Prospero rest in peace!

Facing the almost overwhelming power of Magnus, Erebus, like a little chicken, did not react at all!

Every muscle of the betrayer was wailing in pain, and the spine supporting his body was wailing under the heavy load.

If Erebus didn't think of something, then in half a minute at most... the betrayer's spine would completely collapse under the pressure of Magnus.

Even if the betrayer was blessed by Chaos, there was absolutely no chance of survival after the spinal cord, which was related to heartbeat and breathing, was severely damaged.

Facing the imminent death, Erebus's desire for survival finally overwhelmed his fear.

"You forced me to do this, Magnus!" A fierce light suddenly overflowed from Erebus's pupils.

As we all know, even before accepting the great power of the Prince of Pleasure, Erebus, the troublemaker, also had some ability to communicate with the Chaos Demon.

Long before the fall of Lorgar, the Primarch of the Word Bearers Legion, Erebus used this unique ability to communicate with a terrifying existence deep in the Sea of ​​Souls.

It was a Chaos Demon!

Although the power of this Chaos Demon is far less powerful than that of the Four Chaos Gods, its birth time... is even older than most Chaos Gods.

From the moment the cold Soul Sea began to surge due to the War in Heaven, the terrifying Chaos Demon was born from the intense emotions of intelligent life.

Until now, even the Chaos Demon itself does not remember how many years it has lived! !

Although a long life does not mean strong strength, in the past countless years... this demon has accumulated extremely powerful power by absorbing the emotions of intelligent life.

At this moment, Erebus made a deal with the terrifying existence hidden in the depths of the Soul Sea.

The existence hidden in the depths of the Soul Sea injected a forbidden power into Erebus's body. This power can indeed allow this troublemaker to gain extremely terrifying power in a short period of time!

But in exchange, when this power from the Chaos Demon gradually fades... Erebus must pay half of the soul of this unknown existence as a price.

Whether for loyalists or betrayers, the soul is an extremely important existence.

Once the soul is traumatized, even the powerful son of the Emperor... needs at least hundreds of years of long cultivation to recover to its prime.

Even if the power is completely restored, the pain after the soul is stripped away will still remain in his mind! In the thousands of years that followed, Erebus will taste incomparable pain every moment.

And that kind of pain may make this troublemaker regret the choice he made at this moment.

Of course, compared to this unknown pain... the first thing Erebus needs to do now is to save his life from Magnus at all costs.

Accompanied by some blasphemous whispers, this pathetic betrayer sacrificed half of his soul to the Chaos Demon hidden in the depths of the Sea of ​​Souls.

In an instant, some suffocating power penetrated the curtain of reality and illusion... and descended on Erebus's body without reservation.

Although this power is far inferior to the Great Blessing of the Prince of Pleasure in terms of rank, in terms of quantity... this power has reached a terrifying level.

Even the great blessing of the Prince of Joy seemed somewhat eclipsed by this power.

Almost in an instant, the battle situation that had originally been one-sided in favor of Magnus was reversed.

Erebus, with a gloomy look, easily broke free from Magnus's restraints. This despicable betrayer showed a hint of anger mixed with a cold smile.

"Magnus, you made me pay such a heavy price! I will use your painful wailing before death to commemorate the half of my soul I lost!" Erebus's furious roar echoed over the land.

After being blessed by the power of the Chaos Demon, this already very embarrassed betrayer once again felt himself stand up! !

The gilded scepter with mottled light became a kind of solid melee weapon in Erebus's hand.

Even though Magnus had released all his strength, facing Erebus's fierce attack like a storm... the Lord of Prospero holding the crystal scepter still inevitably fell into a disadvantage.

What's worse is that with the passage of time... the power of chaos shrouding Erebus's body has a tendency to gradually increase.

Lord Prospero didn't know how much Erebus's power would eventually expand.

But Magnus knew that if the battle continued to drag on... then he would be the one who would eventually fall on this land.

"Erebus, don't you want me to pay the price?" Magnus also roared wildly, "Then come on! Let me see how confident this troublemaker is to say such words."

Along with Lord Prospero's crazy roar, suffocating psychic power began to flow slowly on the body of the demon primarch.

Facing the unprecedentedly powerful Erebus, Lord Prospero didn't care about the heavy injuries on his body at this moment... Magnus, holding the crystal scepter, directly released his own subspace essence.

Lord Prospero's subspace essence is related to some ancient witchcraft! After receiving the great blessing from the Lord of Change, Magnus's one eye can control the power of destiny to a certain extent.

The endless spiritual power like a tide supported Magnus's one eye to start working! Between the flashes of light, Lord Prospero was lucky enough to glimpse the threads of fate throughout the galaxy in a short period of time.

Every thought of Erebas and every movement of his body were like a movie slowed down countless times in the eyes of Lord Prospero.

Although the power of Erebas, the troublemaker, was still strong! But he could not hit Magnus' body.

If he could not hit, no matter how strong his power was, it would be nothing but empty talk.

With the help of the power of fate, Lord Prospero Magnus finally saved some of the gradually declining defeat to a certain extent.

But in the face of absolute power, these fancy operations fundamentally shook the balance of victory and defeat.

The victory of this battle still tilted towards Erebas in a slow but firm manner.

As the fuse that ignited the entire Horus Rebellion, perhaps even Erebas himself did not know... his soul was carrying countless turmoil!

In the eyes of the Chaos Demon hidden in the depths of the Soul Sea, this "turbulence" that ordinary people cannot observe is the most valuable treasure in this galaxy.

It is precisely because of this that the soul of Erebus, the troublemaker, has an indescribable value! And the power obtained by sacrificing half of his soul is naturally more powerful than the blessing given by the God of Chaos.

In the past few Terra hours, the battle between Magnus and Erebus has reached the level of destroying the world!

The land of the fortress world Cartier was already devastated in the previous war, and in the war between the two... every corner of this land was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

After a long time, when this extremely tragic battle gradually subsided... the Primarch of the Thousand Sons Legion finally had no choice but to face the failure.

Magnus's huge red body was stepped on by the triumphant Erebus. Obviously... the feeling of defeating a demon Primarch with his own hands has made this hateful troublemaker gradually lose himself.

"Magnus, you lose!" Erebas's face, covered with purple scales, was full of sarcasm. "Didn't you say you would twist my head off? Now, let's see who will twist whose head off."

Erebas stepped on Magnus's head with his right leg and exerted a little force, crushing the extremely proud demon primarch into the dust.

Just when Erebas was about to fulfill his promise and twist Magnus's head off as his trophy, an angry roar came again on the battlefield that had been silent for a long time! !

"Damn Erebas, take your dirty feet away!" Erebas, who was already severely injured, struggled to support his body and staggered towards Erebas who was insulting the father of genes.

Although the psychic power in his body had long been exhausted in the previous war!

But looking at Erebas's blasphemous act, this loyal Thousand Sons warrior still roared in great anger.

Through some Chaos secret method, this loyal Chaos Wizard, at the cost of damaging his own soul... forcibly squeezed out a powerful psychic power from the depths of his soul that had long been empty.

The psychic power like a tide gathered into a psychic lightning as thick as a bucket. In the angry roar of Laslan... this suffocating thunder struck from the air.

This terrifying blow was enough to destroy the poison blade super-heavy tank serving in the Astartes Legion.

But unfortunately, such an attack... did not have the desired killing effect on Erebus, who temporarily possessed powerful power.

For this Thousand Sons warrior who had offended him and caused the entire Word Bearers Legion to fall apart, Erebus showed his undisguised malice.

This pathetic troublemaker temporarily shifted his attention away from Magnus, and then walked in front of Laslan as if strolling in the garden.

"Humble ant, are you provoking me?" Erebus looked down at Laslan, who had long lost any resistance, "I have to say, your damn words successfully angered me!"

Erebus's body did not even make any big movements! Even the psionic master Magnus could only feel a subtle psionic wave spreading from the betrayer.

But the moment this psionic wave touched Laslan's body, the Chaos Wizard of the Scarab School was instantly wiped out by some force.

Except for Laslan's psionic scepter scattered on the ground, there was nothing else in this cold and crazy galaxy to prove its existence.

So far, the Chaos Wizard from the Scarab School, one of Magnus's loyal descendants, and the veteran of the Eternal War who survived from the Horus Heresy to the present, has completely fallen at this moment.

The fall of Laslan became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the Lord of Prospero.

Magnus' roar mixed with anger and sorrow echoed on the land of Cartier! The furious Lord of Prospero tried to get up from the ground, but the despicable Erebus did not intend to give Magnus this opportunity.

Erebus's power boots stepped heavily on Magnus's head again.

"Magnus, being an enemy of the Word Bearers is the most wrong decision you have ever made in your life." Erebus showed Magnus a cold smile.

"Erebus!!! I will kill you, you damn bastard, I will kill you... and then completely destroy the entire Word Bearers Legion!" Magnus, who had already lost his mind due to anger, roared madly.