Abba Abba Abaddon!

The roar howled like waves crashing in the dead of night, crushing the air and shaking the ground. Even the gray-white grains of sand on Murder Star bounced rhythmically with the sound, striking toward Primarch Prime as he advanced on the Piercer band step by step.

Yet the sound wave shattered the instant it touched Primarch Prime, like surf breaking against a reef.

Primarch Prime slightly raised his head, and the pupils beneath his helmet abruptly contracted.

The five Piercer musicians froze for a moment. An inexplicable fear surged through them, locking them in place. Murder Star fell silent once more.

Then the Piercer vocalist's head suddenly exploded. Primarch Prime appeared before him in an instant, his power fist smashing out and shattering the vocalist's skull with a single blow.

The remaining four Piercers let out shrill roars. The guitarist plucked his strings, the keyboardist struck his keys, the drummer pounded his drum kit, and the bassist made sounds no one cared about.

Deadly sound waves stabbed toward Primarch Prime at close range.

But Primarch Prime vanished from where he stood, like a shadow melting into darkness.

The sound of a power dagger slicing through a throat rang out. At some unknown moment, the weapon in Primarch Prime's hand had become a combat blade, which lightly slit the guitarist's throat.

The guitarist fell. Behind him, the keyboardist furiously hammered the keys, and ten thousand utterly different sounds rang out in midair like ten thousand different weapons stabbing toward Primarch Prime.

Primarch Prime released a bestial roar. The scent of blood radiated from him, and he seemed to become an exceedingly bloodthirsty ghoul.

But his speed now surpassed sound itself. He easily evaded the sounds unleashed by the keyboardist and seized the keyboardist's head in both hands.

Primarch Prime pulled in