Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Ran Dan's emperor has arrived.

It appeared in the scarlet and exuberant light like the throat of a beast, stepping on the death and silence from the horizon, and came to this battlefield.

No one can see its face clearly, not even Morgan, who opened his third eye, can do this. Every warrior who tries to identify its face, if his pupils are not killed by the dazzling light, Death, if his spirit is not distorted by that crazy will, then all he can see is a pair of the most majestic and sacred armor, bathed in the boundless light like a star.

And in that boundless light, some people saw the most twisted monster, some saw the most terrifying skull, and some saw the most powerful opponent who was only one step away from killing them: everyone, no matter who he was No matter how brave and wise he is, when he looks at the alien emperor, he will only see the things that he fears most deep in his heart.

Those fears that they themselves did not expect are now breaking through their defenses with an unstoppable and victorious momentum, just like the most stubborn resistance, but they are just annoying grasshoppers in the summer night.

Ran Dan's Emperor, it may be a full ten meters tall. When it walks, runs, and kills the Space Wolves' army at the fastest speed, it sets off a wave more powerful than the most united Mars Titan Army. Terrifying, the sword light it wields is more powerful than the salvo of the most magnificent battle fleet.

Block it and you will die.

Looking directly at it will scare you.

Both Astartes and Primarchs felt fear: the instinct to feel that they theoretically no longer existed.

For a moment, Leman Russ even truly felt that his loyalty had been challenged and shaken. When the huge screams, killings and footsteps were captured by his senses, the Wolf King of Fenris only felt His fingers even felt numb, as if he had fallen into the deepest trench.

Whether it was the violent eternal winter of Fenris, or the slight anger shown by the Lord of Mankind due to two failures, or the countless things he faced in the Great Crusade, that can be said, No [creature] that can't be named has ever given him this feeling, the feeling closest to fear.

The Primarch of the Sixth Legion recognized in an instant that this fear did not come from his body, but from his soul.

But despite this, Leman Russ still did not stop his mission.

Sweat was falling and was sticky on every inch of the Primarch's skin: in just a few seconds, the two sons of the Emperor had reached an incredible level of efficiency, almost ignoring the outside world. Everything, put all your strength into the work of destroying the device in front of you.

In the time it took for a mortal to blink his eyes, Morgan had already squeezed the power of his soul and pointed out hundreds of gaps and loopholes, while Leman Russ was wielding the Spear of Dionysus: this even he needed The magic weapon that can only be danced with all one's strength leaves shocking holes in every pointed target.

Hundreds of thrusts, each one causing the two Primarchs to use whatever strength they had left to make sure they didn't have to do it again.

【the last one. 】

Morgan's voice, which was equally trembling, trembling, and struggling to remain calm amidst boundless fear and apprehension, echoed in Leman Russ's ears. At the same time, the last ray of light appeared in Leman Russ's ears. In his eyes, that was the last mark.

The Wolf King didn't hesitate at all. He raised the Dionysian Spear in his palm and stabbed it with all his strength.

Destroying the solid shell of the [Engine of Destiny] is undoubtedly a very difficult task. This terrifying instrument embodies all the hope, despair and ambition of the entire race, mixed with blasphemous technology from the subspace. It is an existence in itself. Lying on the blurred line between reality and fantasy, even the most powerful orbital bombardments cannot harm it: except for the divine weapons given to Leman Russ by the Emperor himself, which contain the power of the Lord of Mankind.

With the mighty power of the Primarch, coupled with the control of the Spider Queen, and the will of the Lord of Mankind sealed in the Spear of Dionysus: the cooperation and joint efforts of these three, step by step, shattered the... The existence of [Engine of Destiny].

This container was personally created and blessed by the gods of the endless furnace in the Sea of ​​Souls. It is as towering and majestic as a mountain. Leman Russ must use all his strength to shake it time and time again: the shell is broken, the machine The screaming, twisted pipes and tight metal that were originally indestructible finally appeared like majestic glaciers burned by the scorching sun, with shocking huge scars appearing one after another.

Just like a hard paper bag wrapped in water, this creation that was carefully balanced by luck and control finally burst completely with the roar and swing of the Wolf King: even though it was as big as a hive The Wolf King's body was not something that the Wolf King could challenge, but with Morgan's best efforts, a towering and twisted gap that was wider and larger than a warlord-level Titan was finally cut through by the unstoppable power of the Dionysian Spear. It was dug out of the strongest shell.

The thick shell of hundreds of meters was completely destroyed by the power of the Primarch, and the fear contained within it: souls, countless souls, countless souls, even if the wisdom of Morgan and Magnus were brought together, It was impossible to completely count the souls, just like a tsunami that was inspired and pulled, rushing towards the vast world and towards the two panting Primarchs.

What kind of terrifying power is that? Countless lives screaming in death, betrayal and torture, their anger and resentment expand day after day, and their number has reached a terrifying level: even if Morgan All the souls that have been killed, devoured, and used so far, taken together, are far less than the tip of the iceberg of this power.

This terrible wave: it can completely destroy a Primarch mentally.

The Wolf King gritted his teeth and ordered his body to recover as quickly as possible from the weakness of all his strength, but this still could not stop the wave from rushing in front of him.

At this moment, Morgan's palm touched Ruth's shoulder armor

The Spider Queen of the Second Legion was gritting her teeth, and her face had become extremely ferocious and terrifying.

In the face of this endless wave of wailing souls, Morgan issued an unbreakable death order to her own will: blood left at the corner of her mouth, and her mind screamed at all costs,

Finally, she temporarily curbed the torrent of destruction, and she seized this briefest opportunity, which didn't even last for a breath, to recite the simplest spell.

The next second, the figures of Morgan and Leman Russ fell in the distance, watching the destructive wave begin to destroy everything around them, like a tsunami ravaging a fragile fishing village.

Leman Russ looked at this scene. He took two heavy breaths and stood up impatiently.

"it's over?"

[To be on the safe side, we’d better expand the gap further. 】

"Then you do it."

【……? 】

While panting heavily, Morgan looked at her blood relatives, wanting to ask for clarification, but she soon realized that this was a useless move, because Leman Russ's behavior could not be more obvious.

Without any pause, when Leman Russ's strength recovered a little, he couldn't wait to enter the state of fighting and running. He held his ax and the Spear of Dionysus and was running into the distance. go.

There, the screams and war cries of thousands of Space Wolves were earth-shattering, but they were shrinking at a frightening speed. Every time time passed for the briefest moment, there were hundreds of roaring voices that completely erupted. disappear.

In contrast, the scarlet star is only one step away from the [Engine of Destiny].

At the moment when Morgan was stunned, the Wolf King of Fenris had disappeared from her sight. Morgan gritted her teeth. She commanded her voice, penetrating distance and space, and echoing in Leman Russ's mind. .

【return! Leman Russ! There are more important things here! 】

The Wolf King did not stop. In a few breaths, he had crossed countless hills and burning ruins. His eyes were wide open, the corners of his mouth were closed, and his face was unusually solemn.

In the Sea of ​​Souls, this violent Primarch was almost grabbing the collar of his blood relative, roaring angrily. She could even feel the sultry heat from Fenris impacting her face and pupils.

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"important things?!"

"I'm telling you! Morgan!"

"Did you see what's there! Those are my descendants! They are fighting! They are bleeding! They are dying in droves!"

"I have to get there! I have to fight with them! To me! That's the most important thing!"

Morgan gritted her teeth. She called for her psychic powers, flew towards the collapsing soul cage, and continued her mission. Her vicious voice echoed in Leman Russ's mind for a long time.

【It's stronger than you think! 】

【Leman Russ! You will die! 】

What she answered was a laugh and an unhesitating response, which happened in the shortest moment.

"Yeah."

"Then remember to collect the body for me."

No more answers.

And when Morgan looked at the sea of ​​souls of her blood relatives again, she only heard endless courage, faith, and war cries.

There were more things that she couldn't immediately understand.

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massacre.

This is massacre.

In the eyes of mortals, in a completely negligible fragment of time, Ran Dan's emperor had already reached the edge of the [Engine of Destiny]. He walked from one side of the battlefield to the other, and no one could stop it.

Even the Space Wolves, endless Space Wolves, they are constantly rushing from the battlefield that has been conquered. There may be thousands of people, or maybe tens of thousands.

But it makes no sense.

The Emperor strode forward, unstoppable. With just one blow, he opened an unbridgeable and offensive chasm in the iron-grey wave of Astartes. There were thousands of Astartes warriors in this They were struck down to death, and more sons of Russ were thrown into the sky by the slightest aftermath. They fell heavily, and even the strongest will could not support them to stand up quickly.

The legions were routed.

The Emperor, it took less than a second to complete the blow, and it took less than a second to cross the collapsed legion. It had arrived next to its beloved creation, and at this moment, it heard a The sound you least want to hear.

That was the sound of breaking, that was the sound of countless souls being released, which meant that this cage was no longer perfect, but had a fatal gap.

Even the greatest will and the most majestic monarch came to a standstill at this moment. A feeling about fate and the future struck it, causing it to make no movement at this moment, only to sigh and sigh. .

And when it quickly recovered its mind and was about to rush to the gap and try to fill it, it saw that figure.

Everyone saw that figure.

He leaped high, more powerful and dashing than any great hero.

That's Leman Russ.

What flashed before him was the sharp edge of the Dionysian Spear.

one strike.

Amid all the cheers and roars of the Space Wolves, the two most powerful beings clashed.

The alien emperor's huge claws pierced the Primarch's arm. The strongest and thickest armor cracked like a dry leaf, and the rolling blood belonging to the Primarch dyed it red.

And Russ's Dionysian Spear pierced the air and gravity, leaving a gap and a fleeting light in Emperor Randan's most gorgeous armor.

Both warriors were roaring, using all their strength, and then were involuntarily forced back by the backlash of the battle.

The Alien Emperor took a step back, and the Primarch fell to the ground, rolling around a few times before barely regaining his footing.

But even so, the face of the unscathed Emperor Randan was indeed cold, while the blood-splattered Leman Russ smiled amidst the cheers and exclamations of his descendants.

"Kill me, or stay here."

Looking at his opponent, the Primarch uttered these words, and then raised his Dionysian Spear again.

charge!

charge!

It's like the gods are betting on everything, and the great heroes are carrying out their charge and tragedy.

The Primarch was roaring, fighting, squeezing all his strength and skills again and again, to stand firm under the offensive of this unstoppable enemy.

Leman Russ rounded the spear and swung a blow. At the same time, his opponent had already swung at least ten blows, each blow hitting his body and arms, and every second, like this The duels will be held multiple times.

When the nearest Space Wolves rushed here, their genetic father had completely turned into a blood man and was retreating steadily under the alien offensive.

But despite this, Leman Russ was still smiling.

In the duel that no one could see clearly, and struggling to keep up with this powerful opponent, the Wolf King of Fenris stared at the unharmed alien emperor in front of him and spat out his only sentence.

"I don't need to win."

"Is not it?"

He smiled.

Along with his laughter, another explosion came out just a few dozen seconds after the battle and massacre.

This time, it was completely earth-shattering.

[Engine of Destiny] is shaking, roaring, and falling apart.

He died completely under the relentless attack of a primarch.

A crack, a huge crack, enough to tear apart a hive city, and now, it has appeared on the side of the cage, and billions of souls are escaping batch after batch with every heartbeat. , shattered, ceased to exist.

Finally, the face of the alien emperor had turned into complete ice. It tried to rush away at all costs, but was blocked again and again: blocked by this laughing, savage, and scarred victor.

The silence was ignited.

【enough! 】

Finally, the roar belonging to the alien and the emperor echoed in the sea of ​​souls.

Randan's emperor took a step forward. It did not block Leman Russ's offensive. It allowed the Dionysian Spear to stab hard on its chest, piercing the armor and leaving blood.

At this moment, it clenched its fist, and before the Primarch could react at all, it hit Leman Russ' blond head hard.

one strike.

The Primarch fell, his breath became extremely weak, and he could not even roar or laugh.

His battle ax was completely shattered by this blow, and the Dionysus Spear broke away from his fingers and rolled to the ground.

The Emperor moved forward again, trying to get there or kill the young in front of him, but everything was in vain: all the Space Wolves pounced.

The endless iron-gray color showed no hesitation. Thousands of Russ's descendants rushed towards their genetic father to protect him amid endless roars and chants.

Slaughtered, killed, robbed of their souls and lives, crushed into exploding flesh and blood without hesitation... Nothing could stop them. In the shortest time, hundreds of the best Space Wolves He died next to his genetic father, using his life and footsteps to stop the alien emperor until his anger came to him again.

"die."

It spoke as it began to emit a force powerful enough to wipe out everyone.

At this moment, it heard a cold scolding.

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【Get away! 】

[You damn alien! 】

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The alien emperor raised his head and saw only a pair of blue pupils burning with genuine anger.

The next second, she vomited out blood, a large amount of blood.

Along with this blood, the most turbulent wave came, which were the released prisoners in the [Engine of Destiny]. Under the guidance and orders of their best efforts, they formed a wave that could destroy everything and rushed towards Ran Dan. The emperor.

They can't kill it.

But it's enough to stall for time.

Delay the most precious seconds.

Morgan breathed, and she felt a weak feeling that was attacking her mind unbridled, commanding such a huge and resentful power to make her mouth, her heart, and her soul bleed.

She wouldn't do that at all.

But she did.

This is something that even Morgan himself cannot explain and understand in a short time.

But she didn't have time to think. In this briefest opportunity, she once again used her remaining strength, even letting more blood and chaos run rampant in her mind.

Finally, she called for a door, a door that could lead to the surface of Tuckers 5, a door that led to survival.

Without any hesitation, she threw the dying Leman Russ in, along with any Space Wolves she could see who could still fight.

She had no time to care about anything. She only remembered that she had thrown her children in before the Space Wolves, and they were also wrapped in a basic layer of protection.

In normal times, or even just now, accomplishing all of this was just a blink of an eye, but now, Morgan was so weak that he had to order himself to do these things.

It only took a few seconds until all this was completed, and Ran Dan's emperor had already let out its roar. In front of its roar, the wave of souls was temporarily broken, and Morgan had already arrived next to the door.

At the last moment, her eyes echoed between the injured Space Wolves and the Dionysian Spears who fell to the ground in the distance.

She didn't hesitate.

The last moment was used to seize the weapon given by the Emperor himself, and then Morgan disappeared through the door.

Only Ran Dan's emperor was left, silent, looking at the dead [Engine of Destiny].

Make some kind of determination.