Thor Arrived Too Late, and the Daemon Descended!

Hiss, hiss, hiss—

The Scythe of Blood in Primarch Rorschach's palm continuously swept through the surroundings.

It carved streaks of dazzling green light through the air, which was constantly illuminated by soaring blood-red radiance and fierce warfare.

In an instant, Khorne Bloodletters baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, along with the Hellblades they swung—

Were effortlessly severed by the Scythe of Blood's sharp edge.

They were reduced to chunks of flesh and blood scattered across the ground!

Yet at this moment, amid the continuous roar of Bolter fire erupting from the charging Weepers Company—

Even more Khorne Bloodletters, Flesh Hounds, and supernatural creatures that had become Khorne worshippers rapidly converged on Primarch Rorschach's position, seemingly intending to stop the assault!

Flap, flap!

An Atavistic Vampire suddenly swooped down through the blood-red sky.

Although countless exploding Bolter rounds instantly blasted it into a mangled heap of flesh—

Its severed hand, flying off to the side, held an already activated Melta Bomb!

Boom!

An extremely scorching Explosion Shockwave abruptly engulfed the center of the charging force.

A Weepers Combat Squad that had no time to evade became the victim of this suicidal attack.

Eight or nine towering Astartes bodies were melted into wisps of dissipating ash by the horrifyingly intense flames.

Even their Terminator Armor could not block it in the slightest!

And if Lucas the Great Deceiver, who had just been hacking apart several Khorne Bloodletters and Flesh Hounds, had not instinctively run a little farther ahead—

He would likely have followed those fallen brothers into death!

"By Russ's leg hair! Brothers of the Weepers! Split off some men to deal specifically with those supernatural creatures! Kill these alien freaks we've never seen before first!"

"Hey, you big tree up ahead! If you've got the balls, stop running!"

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