Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Sheets of twisted energy tore through the night.

Shroud the entire planet in dark purple light.

Terrible, dark clouds twisted into thousands of strange shapes that cannot be accepted by mortals rolled across the sky.

The sky weeps, and the unearthly sea pours out the frenzy of the ether.

Unclean energy pervades everything.

Countless shadows and monsters roared, making crazy cries.

The sky became transparent, revealing the unimaginable horror, the giant spherical eyes as large as mountains and the terrifying monsters that only appeared in madmen's dreams overlooked the entire starry sky.

A scene of horrific blasphemy that even the wildest artist could hardly express.

The world of Cadia is no longer at the level of reality, being dragged into the vast ocean by the enemies of the empire.

The sky became transparent, emitting a strange light. Everything is so terrifying, unimaginable, and indescribable.

In such a terrifying environment, the soldiers of the empire are still advancing bravely and fighting with all their might.

The Blood Angels are never afraid.

They fought with all their might.

"For the Holy Emperor." Dante roared: "The children of Baal will never fail the Holy Blood."

His blade shone brightly in a dark world.

Four original casting upgrades gave him the power to kill gods.

Let his body surge with endless power of war.

Nothing can defeat him.

Nothing can stop him.

Dante frantically slashed and killed everything he could see.

The strongest think tank - Mephiston and the chief priest - Astorius followed closely behind him.

They waved their scepters and shouted the oaths that have been shouted countless times.

Hack and slash monsters and enemies who dare to charge at them.

Knock them down, hack them, chop them to pieces with your weapon.

"For the world we desire." Mephiston roared.

A huge electric ball was condensed in his hand.

When he pressed down suddenly, a sea of ​​thunder with a radius of over a thousand meters was formed, covering all the demons within the range.

The cries of pain continued.

It's all from the devil.

Terrible psionic force tore their bodies apart and reduced them to ashes in the wrath of the Sons of Blood.

The shrill cry was full of wailing and fear that made the devil despair.

The Heart of the Empire gave him the ability to manipulate psionic spells at will.

All kinds of violent thunder and flames were released from his hands.

Tear those demons to shreds, smash those aliens to pieces.

The Blood Angels are on the move.

No monsters and enemies can stop them.

Dark thunder fell from the sky.

A huge pit was left in the ground.

Dante relied on his keenness to avoid that terrible blow.

A monster wearing armor and a cloak descended from the sky holding a thunder hammer.

"I am the god of Asgard, mortal," said the monster. "Put down your weapons and surrender to me."

"Go to hell, monster." Dante's answer was simple and crisp.

"Black anger, blood thirst." Dante, who was brandishing a huge sword, let out a silent roar in his heart.

Bloodthirst and Blackfury have long been considered the curses of the Sons of Sanguinius.

But after Guilliman took charge of the empire, the two became the unique talents of the Blood Angels.

Only they can control the terrifying increase brought about by blood thirst and black anger.

With Dante's inner cries.

Endless rage and thirst for blood overwhelmed the Imperial hero.

Dante's eyes turned red, then completely black.

The fangs grew out instantly.

become extremely scary.

But his combat power also increased several times in an instant.

The terrifying aura exuded made even a cancerous monster that had lost itself fear it.

Under the urging of his will, the weapon in his hand also emitted a brilliance intertwined with arcane and power fields.

Dante jumped up and let out a low roar.

With one blow, he slashed on the opponent's Thunder Hammer.

The heavy force made the cancerous Thor tremble.

Before the other party could react.

He kicked out again, kicking the opponent hundreds of meters away.

Thor's heavy body collided into the group of monsters just like that.

Dante rushed up and let out a strange roar.

"I give my life to the Holy Emperor, monster. Nothing can defeat the Son of Baal, and nothing can save you, monster."

Dante growled those words like a beast.

Those dark eyes looked like demons.

After the cancerous Thor blocked a few times with the Thunder Hammer in his hand, he fell into a hopeless situation where he could not support himself.

Even if it is a god, facing the original cast warrior who has undergone four original cast enhancements, the gap cannot be made up by courage and courage.

The hammer of thunder in the hand of the cancerous Thor came out.

Dante swung the sharp sword in his hand and chopped off the opponent's head.

His blade is filled with the power bestowed by the Holy Emperor, as well as the power brought about by human technology.

Cancerous Thor burns with howls.

The raging fire reduced it to ashes.

When everything subsided, only a pile of ashes remained in the battlefield.

A so-called god was killed just like that.

Mephiston and Astorius next to Dante also found their own opponents.

Fight those cancerous monsters with weapons.

The Sons of Blood would never succumb to those pathetic monsters.

No enemy can bring them to their knees.

These mighty warriors fought desperately.

Head towards the final fortress.

The battle the Blood Angels have engaged in has never been more intense.

If you think that there is only one place, you are very wrong.

In every corner of the eyes, the same tragic battle broke out.

Countless imperial warriors are fighting in blood.

There was the sound of shouts and battles everywhere.

With the continuous emergence of flashes, the pressure on the enemies of the empire is also increasing.

The Space Wolves, Salamanders and other Chapters have all encountered their own difficulties.

Under the leadership of Logan, the wild wolves unabashedly used the second-order combat form, transformed into a werewolf form, and harvested the enemies of the empire.

The same goes for the other Chapters, who will not hesitate to sacrifice in any way to win this battle.

The cries of Imperial loyalists resound from every corner of Cadia.

The flag of the double-headed eagle appears here and there.

This is an all-out war.

Countless imperial troops attacked the enemy from all directions.

The transmitted flashes continued one after another.

The warriors and war vehicles of the empire also came out of the light in a steady stream.

In the end, all the troops marched towards the darkest and densest central area in unison.

The two Primarchs Ryan and Dorn were the first to notice the abnormality in the central area.

They thought their brother must have been taken there.

While gathering troops scattered all over the place, they took the lead in rushing towards the central fortress.

The terrifying giant beast wriggled and ran from the sky.

They are as large as mountains, with grotesque legs.

A large number of tentacles protruded from the disgusting and bloated body, dancing wildly in the air.

It stinks like a tomb.

When he started running, the whole world trembled slightly because of his heavy body.

The cries and howls of young goats are full of indescribable profanity and curses.

They tried to pounce on the mortal troops of the empire, using their size and the power of the curse they carried to deal a heavy blow to the mortals of the empire.

However, when they travel halfway.

There was a sudden explosion in the sky.

"The hour of vengeance has come, weep at the feet of men."

Six gigantic Titans fell from the sky, descending like Valkyrie with inviolable divine power.

After several improvements and upgrades.

Titan is no longer the kind of bloat it used to be.

With a streamlined mechanical torso, it can be freely transformed into a flight state and a land combat state.

The material of its composition is made of active metal and neutron star density material.

While the hardness is astonishing, it also has an unimaginable recovery ability.

Equipped with a high-strength void shield, it can transfer all physical and magical attacks to the void.

In addition, there are various abilities that can be called terrifying.

Short time manipulation, a special protective shield based on quantum uncertainty, an instant leap without cooling time.

The neural embedding device even allows the titan pilots of the empire to use their own mechs like their own.

Let the heavy and bulky Taita Mech become their second body.

These abilities have greatly enhanced the actual combat performance of Titans.

Recently, the Empire is even researching the use of summoned Titans, using the subspace and small universe, as well as the space technology of the Empire to create an accompanying space or transportation channel for them, and store their Titans in it.

Called out when necessary.

In this way, the consumption can be greatly reduced, and the operator can be on standby at any time.

It can also improve combat efficiency.

Let the Titan Legion be able to play more advantages.

Operators can summon their Titans anywhere on the planet, or anywhere in the universe.

Titans stand proud on the battlefield.

A blessed power spear gleaming with arcane light is mounted on its arm.

The mistress of the Jiaoyang Titan Legion - Aniya controlled her mecha and let out a roar.

In front of her was a monstrous beast running wildly.

As huge and terrifying as a mountain range, those dancing tentacles are the greatest blasphemy and offense to the creatures in the real universe.

Such weird creatures should not exist in reality.

Aenea and her titan have become one.

The anthropomorphic Titan Mecha possesses unimaginable majesty and power, and has truly become a war madman and an angel of judgment in the hands of the God of Myriad Machines.

Aniya let the reactor output at full capacity, tightened every hydraulic pipe, and the terrible heat was released from the huge exhaust vents on both sides of the back.

The great power spear mounted on the arm crackled and danced brightly and blindingly.

Nothing can stop these angels of judgment.

When the terrifying giant beast entered Ainiya's attack range.

She made a move.

The power spear pierced out, and its force was unimaginable, enough to smash mountains and rivers.

It pierced the bodies of those wriggling monsters and penetrated them.

making it scream in pain.

The hydraulic device of the mechanical arm contracted at her will, lifting the heavy monster.

The other robotic arm cauterizes it with a Titan ion weapon mounted on it.

Like a skewer.

While howling, the monster waved its disgusting and slimy tentacles, and lashed at the shiny shell of the Angel of Judgment.

The shell made of neutron star material is the hardest thing in the universe.

The nuclei are all crushed.

The density is so high that the planet and normal steel are as fragile as tofu in front of it.

Such an action is extremely inconsistent with the needs of war, but it can bring unexpected deterrent effects.

The giant beast howled, its huge body pierced by the power spear, and the arcane runes inscribed on it destroyed its recovery ability and continued to intensify its pain.

The terrifying ion flame made its body sizzling, making it howl continuously.

Other titans fought around Aenea.

The Knights are also operating their small Mech Charges.

With one dash after another, impale streams of enemies onto the knight's mech's spear.

While roaring excitedly, the white-scarred cavalry wielding a scimitar rushed out of the light on a speed motorcycle.

Corsaro charged with Chogoris' eagles.

Fix the huge scimitar on both sides of the hoverbike, and then rush to the enemy's formation. The sharp scimitar will harvest those monsters like straw.

Wait until the enemy's formation is pierced, turn around again, and do it all over again.

This scene made Wufo's speed monsters all scream.

They abandoned their boss and ran to race with the white-scarred cavalry on their motorcycles.

The voice of WAAAAAAAGH is endless.

There were a huge number of speed monsters, and after some consideration, the white-scarred warrior ignored them and let them follow behind him.

After a while, the scale of the speed cavalry expanded into a terrifying torrent.

Countless geek boys are racing along with White Scar.

"WAAAAAAAGH."

"WAAAAAAAGH."

"WAAAAAAAGH."

Ufo didn't pay attention to this matter, immersed in his own battle.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAGH." He growled deafeningly.

Wielding the huge machete in his hand, he chopped those space undead and monsters to pieces.

The other orc boys were also excited.

The guns in his hands kept firing.

Even the little bastards are armed and charging, wanting to win, wanting WAAAGH.

Everywhere on the battlefield has fallen into a fierce battle.

Countless monsters were chopped down.

The large army of the empire marched towards the central fortress.

Victory is already doomed.

All the troops were suffocating, eager to plant the flag on the giant fortress and declare its victory.

The battle in the central fortress is still going on.

Guilliman's body burst out with brilliance, with a huge body, fighting fiercely with opponents from all sides.

Responding to Horus' offensive with continuous and brisk footsteps.

The Emperor's Sword can be used to its full potential.

The turbulent flame became more and more brilliant, illuminating the darkness flowing beside him.

After blocking the heavy sledgehammer, Guilliman released a bolt of psychic lightning, killing a werewolf-like cancerous hero with sharp claws stretched out from the hand next to a Primaris warrior.

Rescuing the other party is not only out of kindness and a reward for the other party's loyalty, but also for the consideration of one's own safety.

Guilliman was naturally very aware of the loyalty of the original cast warriors to him.

When necessary, they will die for themselves without hesitation.

That way, you will be rescued when you are in danger.

"Take care of yourself first!" Horus roared angrily when he saw that Guilliman dared to distract himself from saving people.

Guilliman swung his sword like a raging flame, forcing him away.

"Sorry, you're too weak."

"I hope you will be as stubborn as ever later." Horus roared: "Pay the price, mortal, you don't know the horror of the universe at all, just because you picked up a shell, does that mean it is the entire ocean? "

"You don't need to know how big the ocean is to catch a fish that is stupid enough to wash ashore." Guilliman sneered back, "Yug-Sothoth, you are a fool. Apart from being able to bully those pathetic mortals, What use are you for?"

The weapons of the two made a loud bang when they collided, releasing energy enough to destroy the entire planet.

The range where they fought was filled with the smell of flames and ozone.

The whole earth was shaking.

The cancerous Odin, covered in squirming flesh and blood, rushed out from the side.

In his hand he held a spear that was surrounded by black light.

The falcon, which had lost its hair on its two heads, and its talons were shining coldly, swooped down from the sky, trying to harass Guilliman.

Swing away Horus' sledgehammer again.

Guilliman swung at the cancerous Odin.

With just one blow, the spear in the opponent's hand was cut off.

The blade cut through the armor of the Lord of the Nine Realms.

The raging flames engulfed it directly.

Odin let out a mournful howl.

The flames burned his flesh and soul like a gangrene.

Flesh flowed like a melting candle.

The exposed skeleton becomes charred black in mere seconds.

The cancerous Thanos also rushed forward.

His only weapon is a glove with five notches.

The glove emits a strong radiance.

His body was no less than that of Guilliman, just as tall, just as terrifying, and just as strong.

As an eternal race, he has immortal life and almost god-like strength.

Legend has it that they are the perfect race created by the Celestial Group.

No one knows if this rumor is true.

After all, the Celestial Group of their parallel universe has been slaughtered.

Both the head and the body were made into warships and fortresses.

Guilliman rammed the other with the gauntlet of his other hand.

In the terrible impact, the cancerous Thanos flew back at a speed thousands of times faster than before.

He simply cannot resist the reverse impact force from the weapon collision.

The whole person shot out like a cannonball, and his heavy body hit the wall covered with flesh and blood, and with the rumbling sound, big holes were knocked out.

No one was a match for Guilliman.

Even if they joined forces, they would be nothing more than chickens and dogs that could be easily crushed, vulnerable to a single blow.

The cancerous Phoenix girl flew up.

There was a terrible light in her eyes.

A palpitating phoenix force lingered on his naked body.

This is the most primitive force that created the universe.

It can travel through time and space at will, and directly absorb all energy that falls on the host. It can even absorb the opponent's life energy.

She gathered the Phoenix Force in her hands and released it towards Guilliman, trying to erase it from reality.

Guilliman took a random step and left his original position.

When she reappeared, she was already standing behind Phoenix Girl.

The strong and powerful palm covered with heavy armor had already pinched Phoenix Girl's head.

By the time Phoenix Girl felt the pain, her head and body had been sliced ​​open by the Emperor's Sword.

The raging phoenix force gushed out, trying to save his host, but Guilliman directly crushed his head.

The scorching flames ignited Phoenix Girl's remnant body.

The pouring Phoenix Force was also ignited like natural gas.

Dr. Banner, in his rage form, has the power to shatter stars with a single punch in his terrifying body.

He came at a gallop, carrying a huge weapon like the ones used by other Primaris warriors.

However, before he got close to Guilliman, he was engulfed by a flying flame, and his flesh and soul were burned to ashes.

Horus' face became extremely ugly.

I tried my best.

Still got this result.

How could this damned mortal possess such terrifying power in the real universe.

He swung his sledgehammer and rushed up again.

As Guilliman swung his sword to block, a terrifying shock wave also erupted.

The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce, and each other's reaction time was at the millisecond level.

However, Horus was one step short in the end.

Guilliman's blade sliced ​​across his shoulder.

It was as easy as a burning knife cutting through butter.

The sharp blade pierced the opponent's arm.

The raging flames burned the opponent's body.

"It seems that you are still the one to lose, Yogg Sothoth." Guilliman taunted, drawing out his sharp blade before the opponent's hammer swung over.

Horus let out a scream of pain.

His men also panicked.

The three Primaris warriors let out excited cries.

They also knocked down the cancerous heroes who blocked them one after another, and chopped their bodies into pieces.

Horus staggered back as Guilliman landed another blow.

The emperor's sword pierced through the opponent's chest.

The sound of its wailing echoed through the great fortress.

The severe pain made Horus no longer able to hold the giant hammer, and it fell to the ground with a dull sound.

The shining brilliance also quickly dimmed, returning to its original appearance.

When Guilliman drew his blade, Horus also fell limply to his knees.

The huge head hangs down like a mortal about to be executed.

Guilliman wanted to step up, to deal the final blow to Yogg-Sothoth's avatar.

A slight stabbing pain came from his waist.

Turning his head to look, at some time, a black figure with a whole body in pitch black, reflecting the bright galaxy stood beside Guilliman.

The waist was pierced by the black long sword in the opponent's hand.

Although the wound was not deep, infinite dark power poured into Guilliman's body, destroying his cells and soul.

Guilliman knocked the opponent into the air with a flick of his hand.

The body of the black shadow flowing with the galaxies exploded under the blow of Guilliman's anger.

Was ignited while splashing, burning into nothingness.

"You're too happy, mortal." Horus rushed over, and the claw on the other hand pierced Guilliman's body mercilessly.

The vicious curse contained in the giant claws fought against the energy in Guilliman's body, and a violent roar erupted, even drowning out the noise of the battlefield.

The claws pierced Guilliman's armor.

Gouged into Guilliman's flesh and blood, cutting out shocking wounds.

The bright red blood of the king spilled out.

Guilliman had not been so seriously injured since the crossing.

The severe pain made him moan involuntarily.

The barbs of the claws tore large chunks of muscle.

The vicious curse seared his bones.

As Horus roared excitedly, Guilliman was lifted violently, and then flew away.

The heavy body fell to the ground, rolled several times in a row, smashed a profane statue, and barely stopped.

The Emperor's Sword fell beside him, losing his strength, and the burning flames slowly disappeared.

Horus picked up his sledgehammer again.

The terrible grin appeared on the perfect face again.

Shadows in the dark screamed in excitement.

They expected Guilliman's death.

Expect that dreadful fear to just go away.

Look forward to the decline of the terrible human empire, and become their paradise again.

The three Primaris warriors yelled in horror, with fear and grief in their tones.

They try to get rid of their opponents, even if they pay the price, they will go to save their lord, and it doesn't matter if they are injured.

However, those cancerous monsters attacked and hindered them like crazy.

Horus strode forward.

He raised the sledgehammer, ready to deliver the final blow to Guilliman.

"Do you think you can really challenge an omniscient being? You are just a lowly native, a stupid mortal. I am the one who has the last laugh."

Horus gave a triumphant expression.

"You're wrong, I was the one who had the last laugh."

As the words fell, Horus felt a sharp pain.

The trident covered with strange patterns pierced through his back, and then pierced out from his chest.

Guilliman's blow just now has caused Horus to suffer heavy damage.

Now this halberd even took away his last vitality and strength.

The cancerous monsters who were originally excited and looking forward to the final victory watched this scene dumbfounded.

No one could have guessed how things would turn out like this! !

Horus turned around with difficulty.

Abaddon, whom he had previously treated as a slave and a waste, stood behind him.

The halberd that pierced his body was held in the opponent's hand.

The strange lines on the war halberd have unknown power, even the soul of the omniscient and omnipotent will be hurt by that power.

"Surprise, idiot." Abaddon smiled, "I have endured you for a long time, you know!!"

All forbearance is for this moment.

Ridiculously trashed by the Cancerous Legion.

Coerced by the green-skinned orcs to make way.

humiliatingly endured the humiliation of these people.

Now, everything has paid off.

"How dare you!" Horus looked surprised and angry.

There is obviously no such link in the fate he glimpsed, why is it like this! !

"Go away, the winner is me, the Great Marauder-Abadon. Next time you see me, remember to be respectful, idiot."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Abaddon violently pulled the halberd out of the opponent's body, and stabbed it in again.

Yogg-Sothoth fell, cut down by the very man he once scorned and despised.

The cancerous monsters watched this scene, and then let out piercing screams.

They swarmed, trying to save Horus and tear Abaddon apart.

A strange flash of light lit up at this moment.

Vashtor, Hon Suo, Huron and others stepped out in the light, as well as carefully crafted mechanical puppets.

The eyes of the mechanical puppet released a strange red light, and the weapon in his hand easily pierced the bodies of those cancerous monsters, chopping them into pieces.

Their arrival completely changed the original situation.

Facing the overwhelming mechanical puppets, the cancerous monsters were defeated steadily.

The control of the situation fell into the hands of Abaddon.

"Hahaha, I am the ultimate winner." Abaddon stepped on the head of Yogg-Sothoth's clone. This idiot dared to name himself after his genetic father, an unforgivable crime.

Abaddon raised his halberd high, and stabbed it into the opponent's chest.

He leaned over to look at Guilliman, a mocking look in his eyes.

"I am the victor. Your time is over, Guilliman."

Abaddon's voice was rough.

The mechanical puppets firmly controlled the situation.

Yogg Sotos was trampled under his feet.

Numerous cancerous monsters were also blocked.

No one can stop the Great Marauder any longer.

"Surrender to me. I can spare your life." Abaddon looked at Guilliman and whispered. "Thank you for my kindness and generosity, and be excited about it."

"Dream." Guilliman struggled to stand up.

"It's expected." Abaddon said with a smile: "Then you can't blame me."

Abaddon drew the magic sword Drachanion.

The other party was screaming excitedly.

Longing to drink the blood of a lord of men.

"This is the end of your legend." Abaddon said with a pause: "The same is true of your empire."

Abaddon laughed wildly.

In the next second, his laughter stopped.

A smile also froze on his face.

He looked down with incredible eyes, and found a sword appeared on his chest.

pierced his chest, puncturing his main heart.

He turned around with difficulty, looking at the person who dared to attack him.

The opponent was wearing a set of black armor, with an unsheathed sword on his back, and a pair of spears etched with intricate patterns on his waist.

The fully enclosed helmet blocked the opponent's face.

Only the red light emanating from the eye position can be seen.

That was the visual enhancement device of the helmet, not the gaze of the other party.

The sword in the opponent's hand is obviously the same as the trident he got from the ruins of that ancient civilization.

Has mysterious and unknown power.

His body was weakening, and his strength was like a flood that broke a bank.

"Who are you?" Abaddon finally realized the anger of Yogg-Sotos clone just now.

Only one step away from victory.

But was suddenly taken away.

"I am Alpharius." The other party said in a low voice.

"You're not Alpha!" Abaddon said weakly, he was just plotted against, and his mind was not broken.

He is very wary of those guys and knows Alpha's style like the back of his hand.

This guy in front of him acts a lot like the Son of Hydra, but there are still nuances.

"It's so smart, it's worthy of being a big predator, but unfortunately there is no reward for guessing right."

"Who the hell are you?" Abaddon yelled, pushing him away with a violent outburst.

Blood spurted out from the wound.

Abaddon let out a howl of pain.

The man stepped back, pulled out his double guns with lightning speed, and shot at everyone.

His spear skills are very accurate.

The shooting target was clearly well thought out as well.

Picked targets next to those Primaris warriors, allowing them to escape their enemies and rescue their lord.

"I am the son of Caliban, the guardian of the abyss, the seeker of truth, the human who walks in the dark, you can call me Lord Cypher."

ps: I drank too much, and I didn’t sleep until twelve o’clock. I hurriedly edited and uploaded it. This chapter is yesterday’s, sorry.