Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

The Lord of Red Sand was not moved at all by Lorgar's explanation.

There was no luxury of "emotion" between fallen betrayers! From the moment Angron saw the truth, Lorgar was doomed to be torn to pieces.

With a chilling roar, the Prince of Khorne charged towards Lorgar.

The pungent smell of sulfur hit him in the face, and the murderous intent so strong that it was almost tangible made the Word Bearers Primarch's face turn pale.

As the host of the Ascension Ceremony of the Lord of Red Sand, Lorgar was very aware of Angron's terrifying power!

Looking at the entire Betrayer camp, except for the fallen Chaos Warmaster Horus, no one could contend with the Prince of Khorne on the front battlefield.

The black wings of death have arrived!

But just as Angron's charge was about to reach Lorgar, the Great Unclean One Ompu, who was deeply loved by his father, stood in front of the Word Bearers Primarch.

"This war is related to the great plan of my loving father. I don't care what hatred you have among each other, but if you don't want to be an enemy of the entire [Plague Garden]... then it's best not to fight among yourselves at this critical juncture!"

There was a strong sense of warning in Ompu's words.

"Are all Nurgle's followers such fools?" A scornful smile appeared on the corner of the Imperial Regent's mouth.

It doesn't take a fool to know never to reason with a Fellow of Khorne in his rage.

Not only did the warning from Ormpu fail to shake Angron's murderous intent, but even the Great Unclean One himself was included in the category of "prey" by the furious Prince of Khorne.

The sharp roar of the chainsaw axe echoed across the land of Macragge! Angron, wrapped in blood-red flames, crashed straight into the direction where Lorgar was like a meteor.

None can stop a raging Prince of Khorne.

The Word Bearers Legion that wanted to protect the Gene Father couldn't do it, and the bloated Great Unclean Ones couldn't do it either...

Hundreds of Word Bearers were smashed to pieces by Angron in the charge! And the Great Unclean One who dared to stand in front of the Prince of Khorne was pierced through the chest by a bloody chain axe.

Foul green ichor spread across the land of Macragge, and Nurgle plants carrying a virulent plague absorbed nutrients from the ichor and thrived on the territory of the empire.

Ompu covered the wound on his chest, his pupils covered with foul-smelling green secretions, filled with shock and anger.

The Chain Axe with Khorne's blessing has truly damaged the "essence" of the Great Unclean One!

Thanks to the generous blessing of the father, Ompu will not fall! But the damaged "essence" will permanently weaken the power of this demon.

For a Chaos Demon, losing power is far more painful than eternal death!

Tzeentch Prince Platylos originally wanted to stop this internal strife! But the tragic condition of [Great Unclean One] Ompu made this ugly bird change his mind.

To risk one's life for an unreliable ally... Only a fool would make such a choice!

No one, including the Imperial Regent, wanted to intervene in the war.

As the biggest troublemaker in the galaxy, whether in the Empire or the Chaos camp... the reputation of the Word Bearers is in a mess.

No one would choose to help Lorgar at this moment!

Not taking advantage of this opportunity to add insult to injury was the limit of what Lorgar's Chaos allies could do.

"Angron! Calm down!" The blasphemous [Word of Chaos] activated a thick psychic barrier around Lorgar.

Filthy chaos runes flow above the psychic barrier, and the defensive strength of this barrier is even enough to withstand the bombardment of battleship macro-cannons for a short period of time.

But the defensive magic that Lorgar was so proud of was like a joke in front of the furious Angron.

The chainsaw axe blessed by Khorne easily penetrated Lorgar's psychic barrier!

The axe blade, which exuded a bloody smell and carried terrifying kinetic energy, struck directly at Lorgar's [Three-Eyed Skull Scepter].

With a deafening roar, the scepter made of chaos metal and countless souls shattered.

Lorgar's body was like a cannonball, and was blown hundreds of meters away by this terrifying force.

Rage surged like a tide into Angron's soul! This pure and burning fury even attracted the attention of the Brass Throne.

The Lord of Brass, sitting on the throne, had not felt such intense anger for a long time.

Such anger deserves a reward!

So, Khorne bestowed his blessing on his most beloved demon prince.

The blessing containing the [Power of Khorne] penetrates the veil between reality and illusion, and silently flows into the soul of the Prince of Khorne.

In an instant, the red flames burning on Angron became even more terrifying! Even though they were hundreds of meters away, the imperial warriors could clearly feel the madness and anger.

The fear of death has overwhelmed Lorgar's will.

This despicable betrayer abandoned his fighting gene offspring and released a teleportation sorcery through the [Chaos Word].

The blasphemous light of chaos enveloped the traitor's body! In an instant, Lorgar's figure had disappeared from the spot.

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In a forest hundreds of kilometers away from the battlefield.

A filthy and profane chaotic light suddenly flashed by, and Lorgar dragged his wounded body and walked out of the chaotic light with difficulty.

The attack from Angron had severely wounded the Word Bearers Primarch! Burning blood and fire lingered on Lorgar's wounds, and the intense pain hit the betrayer's soul like a tide.

"Angron! I will repay you double for the humiliation you brought upon me!!!" A trace of resentment flashed in Lorgar's red pupils.

Lorgar is not good at direct combat! But when it comes to conspiracy and demagoguery, this villain is simply the undisputed "king" among all the Primarchs.

As long as Lorgar is given enough time to plan, even the powerful [Prince of Khorne] Angron will end up dying in the conspiracy!

But unfortunately, Lorgar has no time left!

A warp-space rift emitting brilliant light suddenly opened up beside Lorgar without any warning.

The next moment, hundreds of Astartes wearing scarlet power armor descended on the land of Macragge.

Similar to the Word Bearers, this group of Red Astartes are also betrayers from the Horus Heresy.

Their name is... [World Eaters]!