Angron, Your Dad Has Arrived!

The scattered Dark Angels Chapters gathered toward the Demon Forge Palace in unspoken agreement, following the direction of the "beacon" sent by the Ravenwing.

At the same time, the Sons of the Forest Chapter was facing an unprecedented crisis—the Daemon Primarch, Angron!

If it had only been the Daemon Primarch, Alvin might still have found a way to temporarily hold him back.

But what they had to deal with was not merely the Daemon Primarch. There was also the even more troublesome Khorne Legion!

Because of the Chaos Ritual, the already-fragile barrier between reality and the Warp on Dragon Forest Star had been torn open into a massive breach, creating a perfect opportunity for the Daemon Primarch Angron and Khorne's army of daemons.

On the brass shrine altar, the barrier between reality and the Warp, ripped apart by the evil Chaos Sorcery, resembled a gigantic blood-red eye—or perhaps a deep "well" leading into the abyss.

Khorne's Daemon Legion poured madly through the passage like an endless tide of blood.

For a time, the Sons of the Forest were at an overwhelming disadvantage!

"Protect His Highness!"

The well-trained Sons of the Forest immediately gathered around Alvin. Centering their formation on him, they formed a tight defensive array and organized an orderly retreat among the ruins of the Blood Palace.

The killing zone formed by the Heavy Bolters sniped at the completely frenzied Khorne daemons!

The tall, heavily muscled crimson daemons looked like skinned monsters. Their pulsing muscles and veins were exposed, while crude brass plate armor covered their bodies. Fearless of death, they formed a tide of blood and charged the Sons of the Forest's defensive line wave after wave.

These skinned monsters were daemons known as Bloodletters, the most common core troops in the Khorne Legion.

Once they joined battle,