"No time!"
"The chant is complete."
The Grey Knights' final chant was about to be completed.
Morians's arm had already been severed.
He struggled to maintain the psychic barrier with one hand.
The psychic power he controlled formed an absolute defense. Yet even this defense could only block most enemies; some still broke through and ambushed him.
His distraction allowed the enemy to strike him.
Theodosius was covered in blood.
The last Black Templars stood around the corpses of the Blood Raven Chapter.
With the psychic barrier gone,
they could only throw everything they had into one final loyal strike against the enemy.
Through their loyal will, in the name of the Omnissiah, they instantly refilled their spent ammunition.
Before them stood Chaos enemies tens of thousands of times their number.
Chaos warbands, Chaos Lords, Defilers, Servitors, the faithless, enslavers, Daemon Engines, and Hellbrutes formed a massive army.
They launched their final charge.
Numbers ten thousand times greater than theirs, numbers enough to drive anyone to despair, came crushing down upon them.
Their psychic barrier was gone, their ammunition exhausted. They had no banners, no reinforcements, no hope. They could no longer hold the line.
"Such foolishness!!!"
Lucius, Chosen of Slaanesh, could already see the Chaos realm about to be born.
When the fifth Chaos realm was born,
the glory belonging to the Four Gods would permanently manifest on the scale of the physical universe.
It would never again be breached by the False Emperor and his people.
Like a cancerous cell in the universe, it would continuously devour star regions and strengthen itself until it completely replaced the entire Milky Way.
"At the moment of birth!" Lucius let out a shrill, grating laugh.
"Is it not done yet?"
Morians withdrew the arm he had been using to wield psychic