Along another route, Bars and Wilson, Chapter Master of the Bronze Claw, infiltrated through a transport passage.
Strictly speaking, he was not a Chapter Master, but the current rotating chairman elected by the Clan Council.
This passage had originally transported vast quantities of grain. The processing plant was astonishingly large, so naturally, its agricultural produce entrance was broad and easily traversed.
This force, led by the Bronze Claw, would coordinate with another force to launch a full assault on the factories in this district.
Thick black liquid dripped constantly from the ceiling, and something like carnivorous plants seemed to lurk behind the surrounding metal panels.
The creatures shrouded in the strange Psyker Power here all bore Nurgle's mark to some degree. To move these bizarre poisonous things, Bars would have to expend considerable Psyker Power to override their existing connections to the Warp.
Bars did not particularly want to accompany Chapter Master Wilson, who looked just like one of those unscrupulous Adeptus Mechanicus priests. But Evan carried the shield and could not operate alongside a psyker, leaving Bars no choice but to work on this side.
Before they encountered any enemies, a deafening explosion rang out. The corrupted floor around them began to shake, its violent tremors resembling a minor earthquake.
"Explosion at three o'clock in sector 028-321-123. Requesting intelligence support."
Wilson waved a hand to reassure Bars. Another of their units was exchanging fire. Their Librarian and the old Dreadnought equipped with a Graviton Claw had always been this violent in battle.
"Praise the Omnissiah! Advance!"
Wilson gave the order to assault, and the warriors advanced in a Firing Slaughter Formation.
Only Bars felt out of place.
Don't our Sons of Iron Hands invoke the Emperor too? Why is it the Omnissiah here?
Wilson suddenly burst forward at a