Blood Angels: Hold On, We're Coming!

Witness the magic of Kamar-Taj!

Mirror Dimension!

The layers of folded space suddenly unfolded like a dazzling kaleidoscope. Amid the rich golden light, the enormous tower was enveloped—and then vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes!

Dead silence.

Absolute, vacuum-like silence descended. Then came a completely different sensory shock.

The space where the Great Tower had stood seemed to have been "swallowed" along with it, vanishing without a trace—not even a scrap remained.

That towering "Great Tower"... had disappeared?!

Where was the tower?!

Where had that enormous tower gone?!

No one knew how Alvin had managed it, making such an enormous tower vanish into thin air. It was practically like a magic trick!

The Daemon Prince was dumbfounded.

No one could have expected this outcome. And the one who found it hardest to accept was none other than the proud Daemon Prince.

"Alvin—!!!"

After being toyed with time and time again, the Daemon Prince Seragrim was utterly enraged. His blood-red, beastlike pupils glared fixedly at Alvin.

It was him!

No matter what, he had to be captured!

"Crush them all for me—!!!" At that moment, the Daemon Prince joined the battle himself, roaring as he charged at Alvin.

"Hold them off. Buy us time."

Now that the Great Tower was gone, Alvin had no interest in continuing to tangle with Chaos and the Orks.

But just then, the Dark Angels' secret communications channel was consumed by a piercing crackle of static.

Crackle... crackle...

Alvin had just assumed that the distorted Warp here, along with the Chaos Sorcery, was interfering with the communications channel when he heard a voice.

"Crackle—ground... can... you hear...?"

"Repeat—this is Blood... I am... Dante—"

Dante?

Louis Dante? The Blood Angels?!

No way?!

Baal, where the Blood Angels fleet was stationed, was at least several hundred light-years