To a certain extent, this final battle between both sides had entered a feverish state of madness from the very beginning.
For the Nurgle daemons, this Chaos Planet was now their last refuge that had not yet been destroyed by the Expeditionary Fleet.
If they were unfortunate enough to lose, not only would the Nurgle daemons have to return to the depths of the Warp.
It would also become as difficult as ascending to heaven to obtain another similarly corrupted star system in the real universe.
For the Expeditionary Fleet of the Regent of the Dark,
if they successfully reclaimed the Disaster Stars, then even if it could only be used for mining resources in the future, it would still count as a great victory worth deeply remembering for the people of the Imperium of Man and Ultramar.
It could also allow countless Imperial Worlds struggling bitterly on the Imperial Dark Side to see a remaining glimmer of hope, proving that The Emperor upon the Golden Throne and even His divine sons had not abandoned them.
Rumble—
As countless Nurgle daemons and Astartes slaughtered one another across the battlefield,
more than a hundred enormously massive Daemon Engines suddenly appeared upon the Chaotic Battlefield with a thunderous crash.
Squads of Primaris Terminators clad in new Terminator Armor immediately advanced with heavy weapons, taking on the arduous task of beheading the Daemon Engines.
More than a dozen formations of Leman Russ Tanks swiftly turned their black cannon muzzles and unleashed an unceasing barrage upon the slowly advancing Daemon Engines.
Drip—
Yet at that moment, a fine drizzle suddenly began falling from the sky, which was already filled with great quantities of Green Poisonous Fog.
The gentle rain swiftly transformed into a torrential downpour like a waterfall.
Countless heavy vehicles speeding across the