Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

It is no exaggeration to say that Erebus' ugly face has been filled with some kind of green light.

"Give me back the souls of the Nuthria gladiators!" Angron's angry roar resounded through the earth again.

But Erebus could only respond with a long silence...

As early as when Angron was promoted to the Demon Prince during the Horus Heresy, the souls of the group of gladiators of the Lord of Red Sand had long been used as materials by Lorgar and sacrificed to the Chaos Gods sitting in the sky.

Even the residue left after the gods absorbed was fed to the demon engines raised by the Word Bearers Legion by Lorgar, the damn bastard! !

Even though those gladiators had a deep connection with Angron, they were still fragile mortals! Both in body and soul... This was true.

Facing the digestion of the demon engine, the soul residue of those gladiators could not even last two Terra days! Long before the Horus Heresy ended, the souls of the gladiators had completely turned into nothingness.

Even if Lorgar was here, that guy would never be able to produce the souls of the gladiators to appease Angron's anger.

Just as Erebus, the troublemaker, was thinking about how to calm Angron's anger, the Lord of Red Sand did not intend to give Erebus any time to think.

The Primarch of the World Eaters roared in great fury, accompanied by an emotionless beast-like roar... Angron raised the chainsaw axe burning with blood-red flames in his hand and roared towards Erebus.

Erebus felt an extremely dangerous aura from Angron! !

Long before Angron officially arrived on the battlefield, the Lord of Blood, sitting on the brass throne, blessed his most beloved demon prince.

After sacrificing his sanity, the power Angron possessed was already among the top among all demon primarchs! Plus the blessing from the Bronze Throne...

If nothing unexpected happens, Angron now even has a more powerful force than Abaddon, the chosen one of the Four Gods! Even if it is not as good as Erebus who sacrificed half of his soul, it is probably not far behind!!

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from Angron! Erebus instinctively felt something was wrong.

This troublemaker stabbed Magnus with the gilded scepter in his hand, and tried to stay away from Angron's attack while Magnus pulled away to block.

But how could the Lord of Prospero let him do as he wished?

Magnus had already seen through the intention of Erebus, the troublemaker! When Erebus tried to dodge, the psychic power from Magnus was like a sinister venomous snake wrapped around Erebus' feet.

Although Erebus quickly broke free from Magnus's restraints, his dodge was still delayed for such a trivial moment!!

In a war between Primarchs, even a moment... is enough to become the key to shake the balance of victory! Not to mention that Erebus is now facing two furious demon Primarchs at the same time.

The two burning chainsaw axes in Angron's hands gradually enlarged in Erebus' pupils. If this attack hits successfully... then even if Erebus has the power of Chaos Daemon and the blessing of Prince of Pleasure, he may not be able to escape the end of death.

"Feel the fear of death, Erebus!" Magnus seemed to have anticipated the end of Erebus's fall and began to laugh crazily.

Seeing the chainsaw axe in Angron's hand getting closer and closer to his head, Erebus's original spirit of fighting to the end was gradually swallowed up by boundless fear.

Among the twenty-one Primarchs created by the Emperor for the Great Crusade, Angron's power can undoubtedly be ranked in the top three! !

Coupled with the creation called the Butcher's Nail, Angron can exert a terrifying power far beyond his own limit on the battlefield! !

After receiving the blessing of the Brass Throne and becoming the Demon Prince of the Lord of Brass, the power of the Lord of Red Sand was once again horribly increased!

If Angron's chainsaw axe hits his head, then Erebas can almost say goodbye to his head! !

As mentioned before, Erebas, the insidious villain, does not want to die! Although this guy has lived for thousands of years, he still does not want to leave this cold and crazy galaxy.

Facing the imminent death, Erebas, who has been swallowed by fear, suddenly thinks of a solution.

"Wait, my dear Angron! What do you think this is???" Erebas reluctantly raised the gilded scepter in his hand and released several imprisoned painful souls from the crystal embedded on the top of the scepter.

These souls are the medium used by Erebas, the shit-stirring stick, to communicate with the Chaos Demon! Of course, the true identity of these souls is not the warriors of the Se above Nuseria.

But this did not prevent Erebas from using this dishonorable means to buy himself a moment of time.

"Angron, don't you want the gladiator souls? I'll give them to you now!" Erebas pushed the light spots representing the souls to Angron.

Just as Erebas had imagined, this trick really worked for Angron, who had long lost his judgment.

Angron temporarily gave up attacking Erebas, and then, like a child who had done something wrong... he carefully protected the light spots of souls that could go out at any time in his arms.

From Erebus's point of view, using ordinary souls as gladiator souls to deceive Angron... seems to be a feasible method.

If Angron can be withdrawn from the battlefield in this way, then Erebus will be sure to escape from Magnus' hands.

This despicable bastard tightly grasped the scepter in his hand, trying to use ordinary souls and words to seduce Angron, who had lost his wisdom.

But it was obvious that Erebas still underestimated the bond between Angron and the Nuthria gladiators.

Although Angron had already lost his will in pain and rage, the aura of the Nutharian gladiators... had already been deeply engraved into the soul of this demon prince.

Angron could clearly feel that the souls he was protecting in his arms did not have any aura of Nutharian gladiators at all.

Angron, swallowed by the fury of war, reacted for a moment, and then quickly understood the current situation in front of him.

Angron was deceived by that bastard Erebus! !

Angron regained consciousness and became even angrier.

This abominable monster, which had long lost its human form, let out an angry roar. Angron crushed the soul light spot in his hand, and then launched a shocking charge towards Erebus's location once again.

Two chain axes burning with blazing fire, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, struck at Erebus's head with an unrivaled attitude.

For a moment, Erebus seemed to feel death coming...

Facing the threat of death, Erebus suddenly burst out with an immense will to survive!

The power from the blessing of the Prince of Joy and the unknown demon exploded at this moment! !

At this moment, the power obtained by Erebus from sacrificing half of his soul has been gradually weakening! Because of this, Erebus's counterattack was unable to cause enough damage to Angron and Magnus.

But after all, it was the power that Erebus obtained by sacrificing half of his soul.

Although Erebus's counterattack failed to cause substantial damage to the two demon primarchs, under its torrential psychic bombardment... Angron's forward charge was abruptly blocked. Come down.

And taking advantage of this period of time, Erebus has used the filthy power of chaos to tear a subspace crack in the land of Cartier! !

Facing the double pressure of Angron and Magnus, Erebus couldn't see any hope of winning! !

In order to avoid death from finally coming to him, Erebus decisively abandoned glory... and chose to escape from this tragic battlefield as quickly as possible.

As long as this despicable traitor steps through this colorful subspace rift, he can rely on the demonic power that has not yet dissipated from his body... to reach an unknown and unknown coordinate deep in the Eye of Terror.

As long as they get there, no matter how powerful Magnus and Angron are, there is absolutely no way they can find Erebus's whereabouts in a short time.

There was a hint of longing for the future on Erebus' blasphemous face.

But unfortunately, the furious Angron and Magnus did not intend to give this troublemaker any chance to escape.

Along with a blasphemous chant, Magnus, the Lord of Prospero, picked up his crystal scepter from the earth again! !

The moment Magnus held the scepter tightly in his palm again, the crystal scepter blessed by the Lord of Changes burst into dazzling light.

In just a few breaths, millions of chaos runes covered this tragic battlefield like raindrops! The suffocating atmosphere of chaos permeates the land, and there is something disturbing in the air...

When these runes first appeared in response to Magnus' call, they had no real connection to each other! !

Even a chaos wizard like Erebus, who possesses certain psychic talents, cannot determine the purpose of these chaos runes in a short period of time.

The only thing Erebus was sure of was that the appearance of these runes was definitely not a good sign.

And the subsequent development of the story was just as Erebus expected! !

When the last Chaos Rune was imprinted on the earth following Magnus's will, these originally peaceful Chaos Runes finally showed their fangs at this moment.

Frightening psychic power spreads from this almost uncountable chaos rune.

The moment before the subspace rift in front of Erebus opened completely, the psychic power from Lord Prospero had forcibly closed the rift completely.

At this moment, Erebus has lost his last chance to escape! !

If nothing unexpected happens, what this despicable shit-taker will face next...will be the Lord of Red Sand and Lord Prospero, who are swallowed up by endless anger.

Looking at the entire galaxy and even the crazy sea of ​​souls, there are almost very few people who can escape from the siege of the two demon primarchs.

And this obviously does not include troublemakers like Erebus! !

At this moment, the power gained by Erebus from sacrificing half of his soul had gradually begun to fade! In a few minutes at most, this guy will once again become the villain full of conspiracy.

At that moment, it means death is coming! !

"Wait, great Lord Prospero! And great Lord Red Sand!" The endless fear like a tide has completely crushed Erebus's psychological defense.

This despicable betrayer raised his hands above his head in humiliation, trying to seek forgiveness from the two demon primarchs in this way.

"I surrender to you! I can make up for the mistakes I made before, as long as you are willing to let me live... I can even give you all the resources accumulated by the Word Bearers in the past ten thousand years." Erebus's terrified plea for mercy echoed on the earth.

But the two demon primarchs who had long been swallowed by rage did not buy it.

"The things of the Word Bearers always have a dirty stench." Magnus' voice exuded a deep chill, "Erebus, you'd better die! Only an eternal and endless death can atone for the sins you have committed."

Before Erebus could react, Magnus's red body exuding terrifying majesty appeared in front of this despicable betrayer! !

Erebas opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Magnus was no longer interested in listening to this bastard's nonsense!

At this moment, the demonic power that enveloped Erebas' body slowly dissipated! After losing the protection of this power, Erebas is now just a weak ant.

"Welcome death in pain! The 500 million creatures on Prospero will curse you in the depths of hell!" Magnus' pupils flowed with dazzling light.

Accompanied by a burst of blasphemous chanting, the terrifying psychic flame instantly covered Erebas' sinful body!

This blazing psychic flame is enough to burn a tank into molten iron in a short time! But thanks to the great blessing left by the Prince of Pleasure, Erebas did not die immediately.

But in this case, death may be a better choice for Erebas.

Of course, after the initial rage... Magnus quickly returned to his normal state.

Magnus knew that he couldn't let Erebus, the troublemaker, die too easily! If that were the case, the Lord of Prospero would not have the face to meet the souls of the 500 million scholars on Prospero!

Although the blazing psychic flames were still burning Erebus's body, compared to before... this flame was slightly weaker in both intensity and range.