Oh, Corrupt Dark Gods, I, the Lord of Hell, Am the True Representative of Advanced Productive Forces!

Ratatatat.

On the Blood Soil front line.

A colossal Hell Engine more than a hundred kilometers long slowly rolled forward, like a mechanical mountain shifting inch by inch, striking tremendous fear into the Blood God's army.

And there was not just one such terrifying engine, but dozens, hundreds, even more!

"Blood God!

What kind of Vicious Engine is that? Can we withstand its charge?"

The Blood God's believers looked at the gigantic monster in the distance, belching billowing black smoke, and were awed by its terrifying size.

They had never seen such a massive Chaos Engine before. Even the largest Skull Cannon looked like a little toy before those things.

The fireballs spat by the Heldrakes smashed into these Chaos Engines of the Lord of Hell, but could not even melt their armor.

The lava and sorcerous storms that swept over them had no effect either, swiftly quelled by the Anti-Psyker Vicious Runes upon them.

Never mind the Blood God's believers—even the Chaos Coalition was shaken by this colossus.

As its gigantic feet moved, every chaotic existence across the entire front line area could feel the shaking and jolting, while its shadow swept over them as well.

The charging Beastmen involuntarily slowed under the pressure of the colossal Hell Engine, and even the Beastman God-Chosen did the same.

Though the Beastmen were simple-minded, they still knew they could not charge through a colossus like that. Their horns were not going to budge it.

This was the Warp-version super Hell Engine built by Abyssal Hell using the Necron World Harvester as a prototype, best suited for deployment on the battlefield to devour everything.

Rumble!

It plowed a massive gap through the Beastman line, its enormous ram crushing the bastion atop the lava volcano.

Then the Chaos Coalition quickly followed up, fully