On the storm-tossed homeworld of Baal.
The sudden descent of a Chaos God of the Warp had subjected every living thing here to incomparably immense pressure.
Looking around, only the Machine Gods standing beneath the Burning Emperor's Blood Banner, along with the countless armored knight riders, seemed largely unaffected.
After their initial panic, countless Titan Pilots and knight pilots drew upon their loyal faith in the Primarchs and even The Emperor.
They swiftly raised immense heavy weapons toward the sky and unleashed unceasing bombardments upon the seemingly omnipresent Sixth Chaos God!
Though it achieved little, and the Sixth Chaos God could not even be bothered to retaliate, it symbolized the Imperium—and humanity's—will to struggle and resist!
At the same time, outside Angel's Bastion.
Rorschach, who had just been forcibly infused with a portion of his missing memories, slowly raised his bowed, heavy head.
For the first time, he stared directly and clearly at the Sixth Chaos God with eyes that were involuntarily leaking pale golden blood.
In truth, Rorschach had vaguely suspected that there were some unspeakable tricks involved in the battle against the Emissaries of the Gods.
But he had never imagined that the one who played the decisive role was not The Emperor, but the so-called "Rorschach"!
"What exactly do you want?"
At that moment, veins bulging across his bronze face, Rorschach faced the terrifying oppression of a Chaos God of the Warp and roared himself hoarse at it.
The Primarch Brothers around him, whether Chaos Primarchs enduring the dreadful pressure or Loyalist Primarchs still able to stand nearby, all turned uncertain and alarmed gazes toward Rorschach's massive body!
"Godhood—"
"You must embark upon the Path to Godhood! Otherwise, you will be of no use whatsoever!"
In an instant, the Sixth Chaos God's low growl and roar merged