During the first few days after the White Scars arrived on Terra, Sage "Castor" installed the weapons he had made last time on their tanks and Jetbikes.
And now... just before the White Scars' steel tide crashed into that dark green plague fog, Liu Zhipeng pressed the hidden activation button!
"Hummm-!!!"
Every Reality Stabilizer mounted on the White Scars' tanks activated at the same instant!
An invisible, cold pulse of energy, suffused with "reality" and "order," erupted outward from the White Scars' charging formation!
The instant the plague fog formed by Mortarion's aura of despair touched that pulse of "reality," it was rapidly neutralized, dispersed, and vaporized, like ice and snow meeting a raging fire! The crushing despair that could break a mortal soul vanished in an instant!
The Death Guard warriors, who should have been impervious to weapons and as tenacious as zombies, suddenly howled in agony as that pulse of "reality" swept over them! The unnatural resilience bestowed by Nurgle's "blessings" was forcibly suppressed, temporarily reduced to mortal levels!
"...What?!" Deep within the fog, Mortarion's immense, rotting figure shuddered! He felt it. His connection to his loving "Grandfather" had actually been... severed by an icy force?!
"...No... impossible!!!"
But the Khan would give him no time to think!
"...The air is clean." The Khan's hawklike eyes pierced the thinning fog and locked precisely onto his fallen brother. "My sons!... Tear them apart!!!"
White lightning slammed into dark green decay!
"...What have you done?!" Mortarion swung his enormous, deadly plague scythe, parrying the Khan's storm of blade strikes. He could feel his strength draining away. The daemonic energy that had once flowed endlessly through him had become agonizingly sluggish within this strange zone of "reality"!
"...I haven't done anything." The Khan's blade moved faster. Like a phantom, he darted