God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Standard Terran Calendar, 943.M41, Extreme Star Domain

This world is called Mistry, located on the northwest edge of Extreme Star Domain, in quiet Among the stars, it doesn't have many distinguishing features, just an ordinary Agri-World.

But today its calmness is ruthlessly torn apart. Many things move from the subspace outside the galaxy to bees. They are not beautifully and magnificently decorated with the sky eagle emblem and the church. The galaxy runners in the universe, but the gray corpse, with a huge shell behemoth.

They used to be death sickles under the command of the God Emperor, but now they are only loyal to the god of corruption.

After battleship occupies a position above Mistry’s ridiculously poor orbital defense, even the custodians of the most gullible planets feel restless.

They sent messages to the leading battleship, a huge monster, like throw a stone and see it sink without trace in the sea, without any response.

Then various commands were sent frantically to the defensive grid to make them retreat, but even then it was too late.

The mild-tempered local residents have never seen a fleet full of firepower, so they should not be blamed for ignorance of what is about to happen-they still look up at the sky when the bombing comes. .

Then, the sky was shrouded in white light, and the clouds were burned out. Before the light spear accurately destroyed every command and control node across the northern hemisphere, the huge ship wiped out the orbital station, and the burning material fell. Rain generally strikes various urban areas, and after hours of uninterrupted artillery fire, only bricks and shreds remain on the spot.

The burning flakes of promethium swept the only remnants and seared them to jet black.

The huge granary became a cave with white heat, and precious grains turned into burning dust.

When the bombing finally ceased, bombs carrying deadly viruses were dropped on the ground to continue the unfinished massacre.

A week later, when the few survivors who survived the bombing and the torture of the virus crawled out of the shelter they found on the spot, with tinnitus and tearful eyes, they thought it was a The terrifying errors that need to be corrected, the worst stage is gone, and those-who are satisfied with the apocalyptic destruction brought by their hands, whose cause is still a mystery, may now move on to the next target.

But after that, the airborne cabin trailing the dirty trail tore through the smoky sky, and several clusters of teardrop-shaped fine gold objects smashed onto the ground, forming a team of pottery steel and corrupted flesh and blood. A huge monster emerged from the rubble pit at the impact site.

Afterwards, more and more airborne cabins landed, and even warriors with decayed armor rushed out of the poisonous air mass. Their faces were hidden in helmets equipped with inclined grilles, mostly deep in the helmets. Horns or nodules, through the cracks all over the slimy armor, even creeping internal organs can be seen.

If you only look at the appearance, no one can imagine that they were a group of stubborn and tenacious warriors a long time ago.

The fourteenth Legion of the Great Expedition was once called the Twilight Raider. After the original body was recovered, it was renamed the Death Guard. It was also one of the rebellious Legion in the Horus Rebellion.

But it’s worth thinking about the fact that the company commander of the Death Guard, Nathaniel Gallo, was also the Number One Person who brought the news of the great rebellion back to Terra.

Although the Death Guard participated in the great rebellion, it was not what it is now. The original body at that time still resisted the subspace, until the original body left and right hands Tai Sifeng planned a conspiracy.

When the Death Guard’s fleet marched towards Terra, Tesfon began to take action. As the commander of Legion, he instructed his men to frame and kill the navigator of the ship. He declared that these people were still loyal God Emperor and assured its original body that he could lead the fleet to Terra without relying on navigators and using his own think tank.

The original body trusted him, but he didn't expect him to take the entire Legion into a trap-the death guard fleet floated helplessly in the subspace because there was no navigator. At the mercy of chaos.

In the drift of boundless, the Destroyer plague struck, and the death guard was knocked down by it, but Taisfon also received his long-awaited reward from Evil God Nurgle. He mastered the plague’s Strength, the body became the habitat of the Nurgle flies, and the armor became the nest of the plague.

After that, he changed from a company commander of the Death Guard to the Herald of the Nurgle and the lord of the Destroyer's Lair. Mortarian himself was forced to succumb to the plague and faced the Nurgle plague like his sons. The pain caused.

Evil God Nurgle came to the front of Primarch Mortarian. He told Mortarian that if Mortarian was unwilling to swear allegiance to Plague God, they would be immortal forever. The torment continues.

In desperation, Mortarian broke his silence and swore allegiance to Nurgle.

Although the pain caused by the plague was ended, the death guard was re-transformed into a decaying army composed of plague warriors, with no resemblance to what they looked like before entering the subspace .

After the defeat of Horus, Mortarian led his death guard in a battle of destruction on more than twenty planets and finally retreated to the Eye of Fear, where he also got After receiving the final reward of Nurgle, he was upgraded to a full-fledged Demon Prince, ruling one of the greatest plague worlds belonging to Nurgle Evil God in the Eye of Fear.

In the long time that followed, Mortarian never stepped out of his plague world, but would send a plague fleet to spread the plague in the galaxy.

He became more and more obsessed with the problem of subspace. Although he would come back to lead his Legion from time to time, when he was away, Legion began to split into many smaller gangs.

On the other hand, although the Death Guard Legion split into a large and small faction war gang, as a cohesive force, they never completely disintegrated.

These war gangs continue to fight under a common single goal. They have never been too involved in the civil war with other traitors Legion. Among all the surviving traitors Legion, the death guard is still the most orderly and orderly. Organized is also the most threatening to Imperium.

The end of Mistry has come.

With horrific efficiency, the death guard landed in the ruins of one section after another.

They never ask, and they want nothing more. With the aftermath of rainstorm tumbling over the ruins of the city, the fierce acid rain splashed on the still hot metal, and the overturned city survived. The person is hunted like a trivial ant.

But their purpose is not just to kill.

Planet’s capital was once the world’s most populous city, and it has received more enthusiastic attention than other regions, but now there is only a whole area full of smoked debris from the prosperous past. The sunken ditches in the ruins.

Suddenly, the shimmering air was violently torn apart, overflowing with a neon arc. The swirling sand dust was stirred like a poisonous snake, and the remaining bricks and stones rolled down.

next moment, the silver sphere shimmers and appears in the world, decorated with surging dark energy, the sharp crackling sound suddenly rises, the fragile appearance of the sphere all split up and in pieces, and the fragments are scattered on the broken Stone rubble room.

In the center stood eight majestic silhouettes. Seven of them strode out, their thick handguards lifted their long-handled sickles, and their corrupt Battle Armor was covered with scratches and burns. Get out of the frenzied battle with the more severe opponent.

The eighth man stands out among these huge monsters. His old armor is covered with rust and deep sword cut marks. The frost brought by the void is steaming outward, and his yellow eyes are in Shining under the pale cloak like a shroud, holding a flag with a huge bronze bell.

The death knell, most people call him that.

At this moment, he is indifferently watching the demise of a world, and the Foehn wind whizzes through the disintegrating city scene, and the Purgatory Fire that rages in a messy settlement spiral tower injects fuel for it.