Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Although the Chaos sorcery was also released by Magnus himself, the power of the sorcery was at least several times stronger than before.

Facing the bombardment of Magnus' Chaos sorcery, the already devastated land of Cartier fell into a long tremor!

Even though they were hundreds of kilometers away, Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and the betrayers who were hiding in the valley making final preparations could clearly feel the vibration.

"This psychic power..." A hint of thought flashed in the pupils of Plague Prince Mortarion.

"Don't guess, it's from Magnus!" Fulgrim gave a positive answer.

Similar to Magnus, the fallen phoenix Fulgrim also has a certain degree of psychic power! In the period when Fulgrim had not yet embraced Chaos, this son of the Emperor might not have shown his psychic talent.

But after receiving the great blessing from the Prince of Pleasure, Fulgrim showed a certain degree of talent in psychic enhancement and psychic prophecy.

Of course, this guy can only be regarded as a latecomer in the strict sense.

Fulgrim's control of psychic power is not even as good as some stronger Chaos wizards! Except for some specific situations, this demon primarch will not use psychic power for combat in most cases.

Even at a distance of hundreds of kilometers, Fulgrim can still clearly smell the unique smell of Magnus from this powerful power.

After confirming that one of the parties in the battle is Magnus, the Lord of Prospero, the three traitors present showed a thoughtful expression at the same time.

According to Mortarion's information, Archangel Sanguinius and the powerful Imperial Regent should still be inside the Eagle Fortress preparing to meet the impact of Nurgle demons.

Under the premise that other loyalist primarchs were still supporting the fortress world of Cartier, except for the fallen Word Bearers primarch Lorgar and the captured Iron Warriors primarch Perturabo... the traitors led by Abaddon really couldn't think of what kind of opponent was worthy of the Lord Prospero's fuss.

The hearts of the traitors were occupied by an inexplicable curiosity at this moment! But in order to avoid complications, the fallen demon primarchs still suppressed this curiosity very well.

Everything is based on completing the great plan of the Chaos Gods! In front of the great will of the Chaos Gods, everything in this galaxy is just a passing cloud.

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At the same time, the battlefield area near the Blackstone Crown.

The battle between Magnus and Erebus has lasted for nearly half a Terra hour.

For the combat power of the primarch level, half an hour is enough to determine the inclination of the balance of victory and defeat! Even if it is a little more efficient, this period of time is enough for the two primarchs to decide the winner.

The angry Magnus roared again and released a psychic spell towards Erebus, and Erebus could only barely lift the golden scepter to his chest... and barely resisted the attack from the Lord of Prospero.

In the past half an hour, Erebus has tasted thousands of powerful chaos sorcery.

Whether it is the thunder snake flowing with psychic power, or the blazing psychic flames, whether it is the huge meteorite falling from the sky, or the ice cone emitting a biting cold...

Every psychic spell released by the Lord of Prospero can leave a deep shadow on Erebus's already fragile soul.

At this moment, Erebus has a deep understanding of Magnus's power.

If possible, this troublemaker would like to travel back to a day ago... and use this power from a certain Chaos Demon to slap himself hard at that time.

Although Erebus led thousands of Word Bearers in the Eye of Terror, they were not a very powerful force, but if they just wanted to get enough food and clothing... it was still very easy.

But since Erebus agreed to a deal with Prince of Pleasure, everything has become completely different!!

Nearly 90% of the Word Bearers were killed by the Thousand Sons and the furious Magnus, and although the remaining betrayers escaped back to the Eye of Terror in time... it would take a very long time to reunite them.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Word Bearers are now almost dead in name only.

What made Erebus even more unacceptable was that even though he had traded half of his soul to the Chaos Demon... he still couldn't put up much resistance in front of the furious Magnus.

Magnus, who used all his strength, made Erebus feel terrified!!

Combined with his previous actions, this despicable troublemaker knew very well... Erebus himself and the entire Word Bearers were on Magnus's must-kill list.

No matter how much it costs, Magnus will make Erebus sleep forever on this land today.

When this battle comes to an end, that is the moment when Erebus dies in pain.

But Erebus doesn't want to die yet!!

Although the Word Bearers are on the verge of collapse and he has lost half of his soul, Erebus still doesn't want to face the long and eternal death.

In order to avoid falling on this land without knowing why, Erebus has already had a trace of retreat in his heart.

The power that Erebus traded for half of his soul has not yet shown a declining trend, coupled with the great blessing from Slaanesh, the Prince of Joy...

Erebus now even possesses more powerful power than Archangel Sanguinius.

As far as Erebus's current strength is concerned, if this troublemaker wants to escape Cartier regardless of the consequences... then Magnus will most likely not be able to intercept it successfully.

Although it was somewhat embarrassing to flee back to the Eye of Terror in such a dejected manner, for Erebus who cherished his life extremely...honor and loyalty were not worth mentioning in front of his stinking life.

An imperceptible glimmer of light bloomed on the golden scepter in Erebas' hand!

During the battle between Erebus and Magnus, hundreds of extremely inconspicuous runes of chaos were transmitted through the gilded scepter... and were quietly hidden in the ground at the feet of Erebus. .

As long as Erebus is given half a minute, this despicable shit-stirring stick can complete all preparations... and return to the Eye of Terror through some ancient chaos sorcery.

And by that time, no matter how powerful Magnus is...he will never be able to find Erebus' movements in the almost endless sea of ​​souls.

At this moment, Erebus seems to have seen himself enjoying himself happily in the depths of the sea of ​​souls.

But the ideal is very full, but the reality is often very skinny! !

Just when Erebus buried the last Chaos Rune under the land of Cartier, and was preparing to use psychic power to completely activate the Chaos Rune...

At the end of the dim horizon in the distance, there was suddenly a wild roar like a wild beast.

Erebus instinctively felt that there seemed to be some kind of frightening power contained in that roar.

In addition, the roaring tone also felt very familiar to Erebus, the shit-stirring stick.

But at this moment, Erebus was concentrating on dodging the attack from Magnus, and the traitor had no extra energy to think about the owner of this roar.

Accompanied by Magnus' hoarse chant, a psychic lightning as thick as a bucket rushed out of the void in front of Erebus without any warning.

This blow is enough to easily penetrate a warlord-level Titan!

Although Erebus struggled to resist, he managed to successfully block it in the end.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the betrayer's mind without any warning.

Erebus finally remembered the owner of that roar before!

The Primarch of the World Eaters, Angron, Lord of the Red Sands, had long been driven mad by pain and rage.

Angron, the Primarch of the World Eaters, learned of the betrayal of Lorgar Aurelion, the Primarch of the Word Bearers, during the Battle of Macragge.

At that time, Angron also knew the final destination of those gladiator souls! !

It is precisely because of this that Angron launched an unrelenting pursuit of his brother Lorgar.

Lorgar, the Primarch of the Word Bearers at the time, made a similar decision to Erebus.

This despicable traitor left the Word Bearers legion who were fighting in a bloody battle without any thought and chose to escape alone.

Of course, this despicable traitor still failed to escape his destined death.

Angron, who fell into a rage, and Corax, the Raven King, who was hunting Lorgar, surrounded Lorgar, and the subsequent development of the story can be easily predicted.

Faced with the fury of the two primarch brothers, the primarch of the Word Bearers had almost no power to resist... and fell into hatred on the land of Macragge.

Lorgar's head became a collection of the Imperial Regent, while his body was collected by Trazyn the Endless... and sewn onto a Word Bearer's head.

I have to say that the death of this demonic primarch was indeed a bit miserable! ! !

Although the Primarch Lorgar has fallen, the mess he left for the Word Bearers Legion has not been fundamentally resolved.

Over the past century, while the Raven Lord Krax and the Raven's Sons were dragged across the physical universe by the Glorious Crusade launched by the Imperial Regent.

But the Word Bearers Legion is still forced to face malice from all directions! !

The greatest evil among them belongs to the World Eaters legion led by Karn, the Chosen God of Khorne.

The warriors of the World Eaters Legion have always been brooding over the betrayal of the Word Bearers Legion thousands of years ago. Under the leadership of Karn... this group of madmen who believed in the Lord of Brass launched a crazy plot against the Word Bearers. Hunt.

Even though Erebus and Kor Phaeron had exhausted all means, in just a few decades...more than four figures of Word Bearers warriors had fallen into the hands of the World Eaters. .

That's not the worst! ! !

What makes the Word Bearers even more desperate is that in addition to the World Eaters Legion...even Angron, the father of the genes who had already fallen into madness among these lunatics, also joined the battle to hunt down the Word Bearers Legion.

Under normal circumstances, the combat power of the original body level does not bother to attack warriors who are weaker than themselves!

But for Angron, who had already fallen into madness, this restraint did not have much effect.

At that time, Erebus and the entire Word Bearers army were hunted down by Angron like a prodigal dog. Even Erebus himself... was almost split in half by Angron's axe.

It was precisely because of this that Erebus was deeply impressed by Angron's power.

At this moment, Angron, Lord of the Red Sand, has undoubtedly descended on this land.

For Angron, who has already fallen into rage, as long as the traitors of the Word Bearers Legion still remain in the world and as long as they have not returned the free souls of the gladiators, then he will hunt these damned traitors forever.

At this moment, Erebus's judgment has come! !

With the power that Erebus currently possesses, it is already stretched to the limit just to deal with a furious Magnus! If Angron is added, then death is almost the destined end of Erebus.

Facing the imminent death, Erebas' ugly face was instantly filled with fear.

In the few seconds that Erebas was stunned, Angron's roar of rage and grief had come from far away!

The earth began to tremble at this moment!

Angron, the Primarch of the Devourers, the powerful Demon Prince, and the Lord of Red Sand have descended upon Erebus with the breath of destruction.

"Lorgar, return the soul of the Nuthrean gladiator to me." The blazing blood-red flames had already completely enveloped Angron's huge body.

Although Lorgar had long since fallen, in Angron's brain, which had long been filled with pain and rage... he still wanted to twist Lorgar's head off with his own hands.

As early as a century ago in the Battle of Macragge, Angron, the Primarch of the World Eaters, had been completely devoured by the blazing fury of war.

Angron's soul had long since completely dissipated! What remained in this world was only a body dominated by endless obsession.

And the obsession that supported Angron to this day was only the souls of the Nuthrean gladiators sacrificed to the Chaos God by the Primarch of the Word Bearers, Lorgar.

It was obvious that Erebus, the troublemaker with powerful power surging around him... had been mistaken for Lorgar by the unconscious Primarch of the World Eaters Angron!

Erebus was in a state of distress at this moment! Even if this troublemaker had a big mouth on his body, there was no way to reason with Angron, who had already lost his mind.

Under Erebus's horrified eyes, Angron, holding a blood-red chainsaw axe, finally joined the battlefield with a furious roar.

When Angron completely stepped into the battlefield, a trace of fear that could not be concealed flashed across Erebus's face covered with chaos runes...