Death Comes to Those Who Court It (Please Vote)

The massive Judgment of Finality had been divided into several large battlefields. Countless humans and warriors of the Blades of the Celestials fought desperately aboard the crippled giant vessel.

Endred Hall charged straight at Mr. Sinister with boundless fury, swinging his power fist.

This powerful mutant might not have been much of a fighter himself, but he was far better at using bizarre genetic creations to deal with his enemies.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of different bio-weapons appeared across the battlefield.

"My little darlings rarely got the chance to come out and play. I never expected them to eat so happily today."

Mr. Sinister's sinister laughter echoed from every direction. A massive gene pool exploded into a cloud of viscous blood mist, and those bio-weapons burst forth from within.

The countless compound eyes reflected the arcs of the Broken Hound's power fist.

Deadly psychic acid spewed from their mouthparts, leaving deep corrosion marks across the hard deck plating.

Hall's assault squad drew tightly together. The towering Terminators, as massive as fortresses, stood at the front, wielding the deadliest power weapons and raising storm shields to form the first line of defense.

The other Space Marines, equipped with ranged weapons, occupied high ground beneath the cover of their battle-brothers and continuously unleashed heavy bolts and plasma beams.

Everyone on the battlefield had their own role and duty.

Like precision screws, these warriors formed an immense and unstoppable war machine.

Their fields of fire interwove and supported one another, blasting the charging bio-weapons into exploding clouds of blood.

The Iron Men legion attacked from the flank, switching their primary weapons to Gauss beams.

Whenever a ghostly green light flashed soundlessly, a bio-weapon was completely disintegrated into scattered atoms.

Mr. Sinister no longer cared about the losses. So long as