Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Hundreds of millions of ravens hovered high in the sky, pulling out the sound of howling wind.

They merged into a storm of steel claws and iron wings, releasing a cold killing intent.

That was one of the forms that Corax, Lord of the Ravens and Revolutionary of the Saviors, possessed.

After awakening his own essence, Corax also possessed many mysterious abilities.

His ability is not weaker than those demon primarchs.

And it is more free than them, and will not be controlled by other evil gods.

Fulgrim, Angron, and Mortarion, these guys ascended to demons, seem to have broken free from the shackles of reality, and gained stronger power and freedom.

But those are just false appearances.

They will all be controlled by the evil god behind the scenes.

They didn't really have the freedom Lorgar once claimed.

Under the evil god's will, they are like slaves.

Once you violate the will of the evil god, you will be punished.

Unlike Corax, he is free.

Perturabo, Fulgrim, Lorgar, Ahriman, Fabius and many other traitors who surrendered to Chaos.

They looked up and followed the voice.

After seeing the huge group of crows, everyone's eyes were solemn.

Other Chaos traitors were shocked by the power of the Raven Lord.

No one expected that Corax would appear on the battlefield.

This was a variable they hadn't anticipated.

Corax is well known in the Eye of Terror.

He appears every few hundred years and hunts down humans who surrender to Chaos, especially the Word Bearers.

"Are you bluffing, Corax." Fulgrim was swimming among the ruins, "Even if you are included, today is destined to not be able to change the ending."

To deal with Guilliman, they assembled a large number of Chaos armies and demons.

In terms of quantity, it far exceeds Guilliman.

In terms of combat power, it is not weaker than Guilliman's newly transformed fighters.

This is where the Eye of Terror is most closely integrated with the Warp.

Chaos cultists will get more buffs here, making them powerful enough to counteract the technological power of Guilliman's legions.

Another point is that Guilliman's troops have been thrown into other areas by the storm created by the sacrifice ceremony.

Even if Corax joined the battle, it would only be a little troublesome, and it would not change the situation of the battle at all.

"And if I'm added, Fulgrim."

Behind Fulgrim came another voice.

The same firmness.

Fulgrim turned his head to look over, and found space cracks burning with golden flames appeared on the surface at some point.

Wearing a black battle armor with hollow patterns, decorated with white bones and flames, and holding a bolter with flame patterns and a chainsaw sword, the cursed warrior came out of the space crack.

Silent and speechless, shrouded in flames, appearing like a demon.

Of all the legends of the Legion, the most extraordinary is that of the Legion of the Damned.

The Legion of the Damned is a mysterious group of space warriors.

When an important battle situation is at stake, all hope seems out of reach.

These warriors would then emerge from the Warp and stride forward to unleash wrath on the enemies of the Imperium.

When the bloody battle is over, they disappear with them.

Often it was just a blink of an eye by the soldiers, and those people disappeared without a trace.

Some speculate that they are the Emperor's vengeful warriors, a loyal army far beyond this world.

The Legion of the Damned is the embodiment of vengeful flames.

Dwelling in matter and the Warp, they fought for the Emperor's will, bringing hope to worlds that had fallen into despair.

After the Great Rift appeared, they appeared more frequently.

Guilliman had received many reports of these flaming warriors haunting every desperate battlefield.

Aiding the crushed Imperial Army, saving the situation, and then disappearing quickly, leaving no trace behind.

They are an extension of the Emperor's will.

The entire legion is composed of those loyal heroic souls.

Flames enveloped them, and ghostly auras danced at their feet, moving with their movements.

The weapons held by the Bound Warriors are also more powerful than those of ordinary Space Marines.

Their bolts are capable of destroying the toughest armor.

Nothing can withstand the wrath of the ghosts of the Legion of the Damned.

Even if it is Chaos God's Chosen, a concrete fortress or boiling magma.

Fulgrim's eyes were not on the cursed warriors.

Instead, he stared at a stalwart giant who came out of the crack.

For the first time, Fulgrim's erect snake pupils showed astonishment and fear.

He saw someone who shouldn't be here.

"Should you be dead already?" Fulgrim said in horror.

"Yes, you killed me in Isstvan." The visitor's tone was very calm, talking about the pain of betrayal in the past.

The visitor was wearing gold and black intertwined armor and holding a huge warhammer.

Unlike other space fighters, the opponent's back is not a power pack or a medical pack.

It is a complex mechanical weapon, all kinds of weapons rotate as if they have their own will, locking every enemy on the battlefield.

The emblem of a metal gear on the back of the head exudes a faint halo.

Fulgrim uttered the name of the person in horror, "Ferus, this is impossible, how could you stand here."

The person who came was the former Lord of the Tenth Legion, the Gorgon of Medusa, the Iron Hand.

One of the twenty Primarchs created by the Emperor during the Great Crusade.

When the Emperor's laboratory was attacked by the forces of Chaos, Ferrus' nutrition pod was sent to the world of Medusa.

With the wisdom of the Primarch, Ferrus grew up, took control of the planet Medusa and killed a metal monster.

The metal monster was invulnerable, and Ferrus could only kill it by sinking it into the lava.

The metal monstrosity melted and merged with Ferrus' arms, giving him true hands of steel.

It is for this reason that the Tenth Legion was named the Iron Hands.

They are the most technologically oriented Legion and have a completely different style from other Legions.

"Nothing is impossible, and there are not only gods in the subspace." Ferrus said, "It's like you will be resurrected in the glory of the gods, why do you think that I, under the protection of my father, cannot do it?"

"Do you think that the gods are superior, do you think that the father who has been harmed by you to the point of being unable to get up is an incompetent person? Do you think that the god you follow is stronger than your father? But one day, you will understand that in the warp space , no one has the willpower like him."

Primarchs are fusions of warp and real matter, beings who belong to both worlds.

Corax was able to possess many strange methods because he successfully awakened and controlled those powers.

Even if Ferrus died without awakening, he still possessed his own Warp essence.

In a sense, Ferrus is as immortal as those demons.

"He is not my father." Fulgrim said viciously.

"We share the blood of a woman and a man. As the provider of the other half of the genes, why can't He be called your father?" Ferrus stared at Fulgrim, and the image of the other party was completely different from the previous one. .

Fulgrim's legs had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a long snake's tail.

His torso and face were elongated, and his ribcage mutated enough to accommodate a completely new pair of arms.

"I don't want to argue with you about these meaningless topics, Ferrus, you may have survived under the protection of the corpse emperor, but you can't do anything, Guilliman will definitely die here today, you can't change the established destiny."

"No, he won't die, he will be the next ruler of the empire, the new lord of mankind." Ferrus held a warhammer with a golden light shining on it, and flames flowed from his eyes, "This is the father His will is also his established destiny.”

"Do you think you can do this?" Fulgrim stretched out his four arms, holding four poisoned longswords tightly in his hands.

"We can change everything," Ferrus said calmly.

Fulgrim stared at Ferrus with a grin on his face, "If I kill you once, I can kill you a second time, no matter how many times you resurrect."

"You can have a try." Ferrus raised the hammer. "Maybe it won't be me who fell down this time."

The two brothers who had fought in the Isstvan galaxy did not say any more nonsense.

Hatred has long since wiped out the brotherhood between them.

There is only fighting, only fighting.

Only when one side completely falls down can the grievance end.

Fulgrim is blessed by the Prince of Pleasure.

During the ten thousand years, he was also working hard to improve and indulge, so that the combination between himself and the God of Pleasure became closer, and the more power he gained.

Ferrus is not inferior, even though his head was beheaded by Fulgrim in the past.

But he has awakened to his own essence, and has received the Emperor's blessing.

Moreover, the situation this time is completely different from the massacre at the Isstvan landing site in the past.

At that time, Ferrus was surrounded by traitors and was exhausted from fighting.

Fulgrim waited for work at ease, and was blessed by demons.

That demon's uncanny abilities were the main reason Ferrus failed.

And now, Ferrus has wielded the same power.

He has long been familiar with the existence of warp demons.

In the realms of the Emperor that do not belong to reality, he has slain countless demons who tried to plunder the souls of humans.

The two Primarchs, who had chosen radically different paths, clashed with their powerful weapons, unleashing forces that could level mountains and seas.

The frenzied storm was stirred up by the terrible aftermath.

No one can enter the scope of their fight.

Those fools who try to do that will be torn apart by the aftermath.

The arrival of the Lord of the Raven and the Lord of Medusa made Ahriman feel a little bad.

The Lord of Medusa died on Isstvan's Landing.

Ahriman also always believed that the Lord of Medusa was dead.

But he didn't think of a thing.

That is the emperor who can make the gods fear, and also has the ability to resurrect those people.

An Anglican saint who comes back to life every once in a while.

and those bound warriors.

These examples all prove that the Emperor has no less authority than the gods.

After entering the Eye of Terror, Ahriman learned something from some of his colleagues and demons who entered the webway.

The souls of Ferrus and many loyal soldiers who died in the massacre at the Isstvan Landing Site once appeared during the Webway War.

They repelled the tide, allowing the Custodians, as well as the surviving human forces at the time, to withdraw from the Webway.

During the Great Crusade, the emperor was able to collect souls, and pretended to say that he was not a god.

A big liar.

Ahriman touched a talisman hanging in his hand. It was an alchemy item that allowed him to teleport away instantly regardless of the distance in space.

This esoteric technique he learned from the Book of Magnus.

As the strongest wizard under the emperor, Magnus has a very in-depth study of space.

When the lord of the wild wolves, Leman Russ, executed the extermination order, Magnus used this method to teleport all the Thousand Sons warriors away.

The talisman in his hand was not as powerful as Magnus's had been.

But it was enough to send him away.

The plan to siege Guilliman has failed.

When the Lord of Medusa and the Legion of the Damned appeared, Ahriman knew that there was no need for this plan to continue.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, but it does not want to have a oriole behind it.

Ahriman ignored the Emperor's influence in this plan.

Those loyal Primarchs are also ignored.

Those guys had been quiet for so long that he had already assumed that the Emperor and the Primarch would not interfere with the affairs of the Imperium of Man.

It has long been agreed that the Empire controls reality while they hide in the Eye of Terror, allegiance to the Warp.

The Emperor never attempted to exert his power on the Eye of Terror.

The legend of the Primarch was also slowly deified over ten thousand years.

They no longer appeared, and even Abaddon, the Chosen of Chaos and Lord of the Black Legion, dared to say that the era of the Primarch had passed.

Who would have thought that after 10,000 years, those loyal Primarchs would reappear.

A whole new storm is brewing.

The war between the empire and the traitors continues.

The return of the primarch was a signal.

Lorgar, who originally had the chance to win, felt that he could be humiliated again, and even eliminated Guilliman once and for all, was also looking ugly at this time.

Corax, Ferrus, Guilliman, plus the Legion of the Damned, which at first glance was written by the Emperor.

The advantage that was originally thought has disappeared.

Now, the hunter has become the prey of others, how to escape is a problem! !

If there is a long delay and Guilliman's fleet returns, none of them will be able to escape.

Guilliman stood before the multitude of Primaris warriors who had regrouped behind him, Sword of the Emperor in hand.

Sweep past the horrific battle between Fulgrim and Ferrus.

He already had a rough idea of ​​the Emperor's authority.

What the gods can do, the emperor can already do.

This made Guilliman feel a little worried.

The gods, as we all know, no longer have their true selves.

Just an aggregate of extreme emotions.

They are constantly asking for sacrifices of all kinds.

All the blessings are just to gather more extreme emotions and make the believers more fanatical to perform various sacrifices in order to enhance their strength.

If the Emperor becomes like that, it will definitely be a human nightmare.

An existence that always asks for human souls and sacrifices will bring mankind to the end.

How long can the emperor's humanity last! !

Once the God Emperor is born, the crisis it will bring will tear mankind apart.

"Go." Perturabo didn't hesitate at all.

The appearance of the Lord of the Raven and the Lord of Medusa made him realize that the plan to besiege and kill Guilliman had failed this time.

If you continue to stay, you will only put yourself in danger.

"It's too late, Perturabo. When you were planning how to siege Guilliman, the big net against you was already quietly opened. Today, you are doomed to have nowhere to escape. It's time to pay back the past at the landing field." The guilt of the Holocaust, Perturabo."

A figure wearing yellow armor and holding a weapon stepped out of the crack.

He was the third loyal Primarch to arrive.

It was also the one that Perturabo wanted to defeat the most in the past.

Now, it's time for them to end all grievances.

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