Countless Beastmen let out deafening roars. Their Chaos-mutated flesh was either blasted apart by bolter fire or brutally cleaved open by swinging Power Swords.
The plasma spheres Lion El'Jonson fired with a raised hand were completely blocked by an invisible yet immensely heavy Psychic Shield the moment they reached Serafax.
You watched the Chaos Sorcerer Lord, flames raging between half his face and skull, sneer coldly at Lion El'Jonson. He then activated his ancient Power Armor and swiftly fled to the rear.
Lion El'Jonson, the Sword of Loyalty clenched in one massive hand, moved forward without hesitation.
Like a ruthless, seasoned hunter, he began tracking his prey.
Just as you were about to activate your Vibranium Power Armor and move with Lion El'Jonson,
you immediately saw several hulking Annihilators, their twisted, mutated flesh writhing as they entered your field of vision.
You gave your Skull Helmet a slight shake and slowly drew in a breath through your nose and mouth.
The Scythe of Blood clenched in your massive hand suddenly trembled, and your enormous body surged toward the Annihilators amid a low rumble!
You had to eliminate them before the Annihilators could unleash large-scale suppressive fire.
There were already few Astartes under your and Lion El'Jonson's command. It would hardly be worth it for them to die here while fighting alongside two Primarchs.
Moreover, as a Primarch yourself, you did not believe that a mere Chaos Sorcerer Lord required you and Lion El'Jonson to go all out, even if this was a trap the enemy had painstakingly plotted for a long time.
Clack, clack, clack—
Green light flickered across the Scythe of Blood in your massive hand, its keen edge forcibly splitting apart one enormous Chaos body after another.
Before the mutated cannon muzzles on more Annihilators could aim at