Sanguinius spread his vast, filthy wings, so evil they inspired dread.
His body fused fallen divinity, angelic grace, and the violence of destruction.
The once kind, merciful angel had been drowned in filth, his compassion and empathy turned into trampling life beneath his feet.
That had also made him even stronger, and he had become the strongest Primarch beneath Horus and The Savior.
His attacks could threaten both of their lives.
"Stop that Primarch!" the greater daemons of Hell roared, blocking the way before the Chaos Throne.
They used their daemonic bodies to build a wall of flesh, trying to hold back that evil Archangel.
Even at the cost of their lives, they would never allow anyone to harm The Savior upon the throne.
That was the divine decree sent down by the Lord of Hell, one that could not be defied!
"I'll burn you to ash!"
The huge mouth in the abdomen of the foremost greater daemon of Hell spewed lava at Sanguinius, a substance hot enough to melt alloy.
Yet the Archangel's black wings snapped shut before him, and the lava seemed to crash against an unbreakable shield.
It had no effect at all.
The searing heat instead dyed the Archangel's wings an even more wicked color.
Pfft!
A black shadow streaked past. The Dark Spear Sanguinius hurled pierced the greater daemon of Hell through the heart.
The agony in his heart made him wail, but the greater daemon's voice quickly stopped. His burning head had already fallen.
At some unknown moment, the Archangel had appeared before that greater daemon of Hell and cut off his head with the Moon-Silver Blade.
An elegant yet cruel slaughter.
Very quickly, the greater daemons of Hell surrounded Sanguinius. There were thirteen of them in all!
Their bodies were even taller, almost