The Dark Gods abandoned their plans to attack from this side and openly called the Emperor shameless.
This thing just would not die.
Kaldor Draigo, already something close to a Warp creature, also had his Lightning Domain active. He was completely different from those Grey Knights: fighting consumed none of his soul, and the void shield merely amplified his power.
That made the enormous void shield seem less like a mad fortress filled with sacrificial souls and more like a daemon engine.
A fortress of destruction piloted by Kaldor Draigo.
With the souls of several hundred Grey Knights behind him, their accumulated experience fighting daemons would make Kaldor even more terrifying.
Breaking through here would require more daemons than the Webway did.
Why waste any more time here, then?
The offensive here looked enormous, but hardly any Greater Daemons of note were taking part anymore. Only tides of daemons kept Kaldor pinned down, preventing him from leaving for another battlefield.
When Khorne began abandoning these tedious collisions of psychic power-lightning, storms, fireballs-the Blood Army in Khan's Defense Zone received a terrifying blessing.
Angron was a little slower than these forces. He had slaughtered eight planets, offering entire worlds' worth of skulls to the Blood God in his frenzy. Of course, he had also been banished many times.
Most often, Exterminatus weapons incinerated him in a single strike. On a few occasions, naval lances descending from above burned him to ash.
Khorne naturally wanted to keep going, but the 888 years were nearly over.
Ships carrying Primaris Warriors in Khan's Defense Zone were swallowed up one after another. Khorne hurled endless daemons at the Primaris "Alpha Legion" Ultramarines Legion, exhausting its ammunition and medical supplies through prolonged, relentless warfare.
At last, he decided to commit Angron and crush these irritating