Boom! Boom! Boom!
Massive fireballs repeatedly tore across the dim night sky, hurtling straight toward your colossal body.
They were the Omega-pattern Bolters favored most by the Night Lords' tactical support squads.
These ancient weapons possessed devastating killing power; even an ordinary Primarch might not be able to take their blasts head-on.
Yet at that moment, you abruptly drove your Adamantium Power Armour and leapt from the ground.
Fleeting Shadow Clones instantly burst forth around your massive body.
They slipped through the narrow gaps between countless fireballs, their Shadow Scythes flashing from their palms as they cleaved squad after squad of Night Lords into innumerable chunks of flesh and blood!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
As you continuously evaded the concentrated fireball barrages from the Bolters while wantonly slaughtering scores of Night Lords,
a series of extraordinarily dense, heavy footsteps rang out.
More than fifty black-armoured guards clad in Ironclad Terminators swiftly emerged from the shadows of the buildings.
Like a pack of humanoid wolves closing in on their prey, they completely surrounded you!
"Where is that coward Konrad Curze? Why did he send his sons to die in his place?" A mocking sneer could not help but curl across your lips.
The moment your words fell,
the taciturn black-armoured guards answered with the violent roar of countless bolter rounds and Bolter fireballs.
You drew a deep breath.
As countless black shadows coiled and leapt around you, an immensely thick layer of Shadow Armour instantly enveloped your enormous body, completely blocking the exploding fire of bolter rounds and the terrifying fireballs from the Bolters outside your Adamantium Power Armour!
Like an elusive Shadow Ghost, you unleashed Shadow Step.
Whenever your massive form flickered into view across the ground,
one or several black-armoured guards, utterly unable to react in time, were cleaved cleanly