Captain Jules of the 13th Company, Sixth Legion, "Shadow of Order," lunged at Ezekyle Abaddon.
The moment he saw the tall topknot, he recognized Abaddon.
As one of the heroes of the Great Crusade, Abaddon had been used countless times in discussions alongside the outstanding Astartes of every Legion.
Even the Lord of Fate was not considered qualified to be discussed in the same breath as him.
But Jules was not afraid. He had the power bestowed by his father.
He was a Court Earl. He was "Winner."
"Winner" immediately spread his spirituality and locked onto Abaddon.
Bestowing misfortune.
An Adamantine Warhead from a Bolter round struck a gleaming pillar, then ricocheted off and hit another pillar at the top of the mine.
Boom!
Shattered stones rained down like pellets, battering the armor of the Justaerin Terminators.
Jules's eyes narrowed. Abaddon savagely smashed through the waterfall of falling rock and charged at him.
"Winner" released eleven years' worth of accumulated luck.
He set his Bolter to rapid fire and aimed in Abaddon's direction.
A hail of rounds shot out like a line of rain.
Boom!
Another boulder came crashing down, slamming into the Justaerin Terminator armor.
Abaddon's right foot staggered, and his body lurched sideways.
The barrage struck Abaddon's right chest. The Adamantine Warheads collided with one another, yet did not explode.
The Bolter rounds spun in place, weaving past one another, constantly colliding and producing a strange reaction.
A cloud of smoke rose.
The members of Wickel's tech unit, who had just arrived on the battlefield, stared in shock as Lord Abaddon's right chest actually ruptured under the bombardment of a single magazine of Bolter rounds.
Bang!
Abaddon's knees smashed two sunken craters into the ground.
Karlos Aketon, the captain of the Castulan Terminators, stared as the invincible First