The Flank Collapses-Are They Going to Lose?

Khorne's Daemon Army had clearly run out of patience. The towering, blasphemous machine, dozens of meters high, embodied the Chaos Legion's resolve: to crush the Imperium's flank defenses completely in a lightning-fast assault!

It was a blasphemous creation of Chaos!

Standing atop the broken earth, its very existence seemed to embody the will of the Chaos Gods. Surging, frenzied malice poured down like a tsunami, mixed with visible waves of crimson energy, and flooded the trenches ahead.

It wasn't a purely mechanical construct. It was more like a terrifying beast of flesh and steel, forcibly fused together with blasphemous Chaos Sorcery. Beneath every armor plate lay twisted, sinewy flesh. Thick hydraulic pipes and power cables protruded like tendons and veins, pulsing like the heartbeat of a colossal living creature as dark-red energy coursed through them!

Scalding, crimson steam billowed around this terrifying "Daemon Titan." Countless mortal thralls had offered up their blood and souls to it. Through the blood mist, one could even make out the lives imprisoned in the Chaos construct's Forge and outer armor: face after face, twisted in anguish and wailing!

The flames of hatred became tangible, setting the atmosphere ablaze for hundreds of kilometers and making the clouds burn like fire.

Where the Daemon Titan's head should have been sat an enormous brass skull. As its jaw opened and shut, it unleashed a roar powerful enough to shatter souls:

"Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!"

The Daemon Titan's roar carried a pure will to destroy, along with a massive Psykana Shockwave.

Visible crimson waves spread outward from its gigantic frame, sweeping in a fan-shaped arc toward the 113th Regiment and the main force behind them!

Vooooom—BOOM!!!

Lund bore the brunt of it. It felt as if an invisible hammer had smashed into