Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 550 The Wrath of the Blood God, Emperor's Avatar VS Khorne the Great Demon, Angron
"Kahn... my chosen one... was killed by the False Emperor's lackey?!"

Khorne's roar shook the entire Blood Realm. The bronze throne trembled violently, the river of blood surged and boiled, and countless skulls exploded into dust in His rage. A blood-red storm rose in the warp, a terrifying storm that swept across a quarter of the warp, swallowing countless human ships that were still navigating normally in the warp.

"Disgrace!! That tattered, dried-up corpse dared to humiliate me, to humiliate me, a great god!" His wrath materialized, and blood rained down, each drop burning with the flames of destruction. The great demons of Khorne knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, and even the most arrogant Bloodcrusher cowered in a corner, trembling.

How many years had it been since their masters had been so angry? How long? They had almost forgotten.

When one's master gets angry, it can be terrifying; the entire subspace can be engulfed in bloodshed.

"The incarnation of a false emperor... dares to encroach on my territory?!"

His wrath was not only due to the fall of Kahn, but also to the appearance of the Emperor's incarnation—that golden light, that purifying power, could so easily obliterate His most powerful warrior! This was not merely defeat, it was blasphemy!

"Blood sacrifice! Blood sacrifice!! More blood sacrifice!!! More skulls."

Khorne's will crashed into the real universe like a thunderbolt. Countless Khorne followers on the battlefield suddenly went mad. Their flesh twisted and swelled, their eyes blazed with crimson light, and their battle axes and chainswords were swung uncontrollably, hacking and slashing everything around them indiscriminately.

Khorne's wrath also greatly increased the fighting power of the Chaos forces, with countless Khorne demons pouring out from the warp.

"Kill! Kill them all! Wash away the shame with blood!" The fearful voice reached the ears of every believer and every demon, and the frenzied slaughter began.

Because of the blessing of the blood god Khorne, the power of the human legions was suppressed.

At this moment, the emperor, seated on the golden throne, radiated golden light, and a powerful psychic energy enveloped the warp.

They pulled the human ships that had just been swallowed by the blood-red storm back onto their tracks.

"My people, do not engage in warp travel now. Switch to faster-than-light engines and do not enter warp under any circumstances." The Emperor's voice traveled through time and space to the navigator's mind.

These human ships, saved by the Emperor, immediately knelt on the ground and began to pray to the great God-Emperor. They also activated their faster-than-light engines and began to travel through the real universe.

Meanwhile, the human imperial merchant ships that were not equipped with faster-than-light engines, as well as some ordinary spaceships, found a nearby area to rest and recuperate, and at least for now, they absolutely could not enter the warp.

Otherwise, a terrifying blood god will devour everything.

On the command deck of the Vengeance Soul, the Babar alien, disguised as Abaddon, felt the wrath of the Blood God. His skin began to burn, and the roar of Khorne echoed in his ears, as if he would be torn apart at any moment.

“Master…we…” he trembled as he looked at the figure in the shadows.

The voice from the shadows was deep and cold: "Continue the attack, but don't win."

The Blood God's move was like giving the Chaos army a shot of adrenaline; it was absolutely fantastic.

“But Blood God—” The Babar alien, disguised as Abaddon, was somewhat timid, as that terrifying crimson divine power had also appeared on his own body.

Fortunately, his master was by his side, and human strength could help him resist this insane power of the Blood God.

"If the Blood God wants revenge, then give him the chance."

The Babar alien gritted his teeth and nodded, then turned and roared, "Black Legion! Continue the attack! The Blood God is watching us!"

The Chaos Space Marines aboard the Soul of Vengeance roared in fury, signaling that the battle was about to become even more intense and bloody.

The Chaos army charged again, but this time, their offensive was even more frenzied and chaotic.

The Khorne Chaos Space Marines, along with their mortal followers, unleashed an unimaginable fighting spirit.

Some of the enraged World Eaters Space Marines even began attacking everything around them, including their own allies.

Kill! Kill! Kill! That was the only thought in their minds. At that moment, all the Chaos Space Marines of the Black Legion and other factions of demons began to distance themselves from these terrifying madmen.

Calgar noticed something amiss with the Chaos Legion.

"They're in chaos, the great enemy of chaos is in chaos, the Emperor's holy light has weakened them, and now the Blood God's wrath is tearing them apart." What an utterly foolish bunch of demons.

This time, we must defeat you all, defeat Chaos Warmaster Abaddon. Oh right, Abaddon has already been defeated, so let's destroy the Black Legion!
"All troops! Advance! Now is the time to end them!" Karga roared as his gigantic body led the charge, with the other Ultramarines closely following their vice commander.

The Ultramarines' lines surged forward like an iron torrent, the Battle Sisters' purifying flames burned away the scattered demons, and mortal soldiers roared as they charged, laser guns and bayonets piercing the chests of one Chaos traitor after another.

However, just when victory seemed within reach—

The sky split open. A massive, blood-red rift stretched across the heavens, and the sound of brass horns reverberated through the clouds. Even the humans on the battlefield fell to the ground, clutching their eardrums.

“That is…” Calga’s pupils contracted sharply.

A giant hand covered in brass armor emerged from the crack, followed by a second one—they clung to the edge of the crack and tore at it with all their might.

"The Blood God's Demon Prince... no, the even more terrifying Great Demon Slayer..."

With a deafening roar, a colossal creature descended from the rift—Scarbrand, the Vampire King, the most powerful demon of Khorne, the supreme killer once banished by the Blood God for his arrogance, now summoned back for revenge!
Its wings blotted out the sky, its battle axe burned with an inextinguishable rage, and with each step it took, the earth turned into a pool of blood. "You lackeys of the false emperor... your death is nigh!"

After Skabrand appeared, the rift in the sky did not close. A taller and more terrifying figure appeared, carrying two giant axes, with disheveled hair and crimson skin.

The newcomer was none other than Angron, the most powerful demon prince under Khorne's command and the former human Primarch. Angron had now undergone a gigantification transformation, and his body was no longer composed of warp energy.

Rhodes, aboard the Soul of Vengeance, frowned. Khorne was indeed furious this time, and had even dispatched his elite troops.

One of the most powerful Khorne archdemons, Skabrand, and the Primarch of Chaos, the Demon Prince Angron.

"You lackey of the false emperor!!" Angron's roar was like a thunderclap. His voice was no longer the tone a human could produce, but rather the howl of millions of masochistic souls. His body was larger than before, and his muscular, crimson skin was covered with runes of the Blood God, each line burning with flames of rage.

"Now...it's your turn!" His eyes were completely bloodshot, and the Butcher's Nail trembled wildly deep inside his skull, plunging him into an endless killing frenzy.

He no longer remembers that he was once the Primarch, no longer remembers that he was once human—now he is simply Khorne's most loyal executioner.

Skabrand laughed wildly and swung his battle axe, the massive brass blade cleaving the earth, instantly vaporizing dozens of Ultramarines into a bloody mist.

“Skulls! More skulls to offer to the Blood God! To the Brass Throne.”

Seeing this, Rhodes sighed and once again released the Emperor Avatar from the system space. There was nothing he could do; he didn't have the Emperor Avatar.

Angron or Skabrand, either one could easily beat Calga.

Just as the Chaos army was about to overwhelm the Empire's defenses, a golden light, brighter than the sun, tore through the blood-red sky.

The Emperor's avatar descended once more, his light even more intense than before, holy flames burning fiercely on the blade, as if capable of incinerating anything blasphemous.

"Angron." The Emperor's avatar's voice was calm and cold, yet it contained a power powerful enough to make demons tremble.

"You could have been the guardian of humanity; you had a great and noble mission." Rhodes began to preach, controlling the Emperor avatar.

Angron's maniacal laughter abruptly ceased, his body trembling violently as the Butcher's Nail throbbed wildly into his nerves.

"Shut up! Shut up!! I don't need your pity!!" But these words were so grating to Angron that they made him even angrier and more eager to kill the golden monster in front of him who looked exactly like his father.

Calga knew that this battle had transcended the realm of mortals.

"All troops, retreat! Reorganize the defensive line!"

“But, sir! The Emperor’s Incarnation—” an Ultramariner officer shouted anxiously.

“That’s not a battle we can get involved in!” Calga said through gritted teeth.

"Our mission is to hold our ground and prevent the chaotic scum from taking advantage of any openings!"

The battle nuns began chanting hymns, purifying the flames to form a sacred barrier that blocked the demons' charge.

The mortal soldiers, relying on cover, used laser guns and heavy weapons to suppress the Chaos traitors' attack.

Wielding twin axes, he charged toward the Emperor's incarnation with devastating force, the earth cracking beneath his feet and the air being torn apart by his charge.

Skabrand roared and joined the battle, the two most powerful warriors of Khorne attacking the Emperor's avatar simultaneously.

The battle between the Emperor Avatar and the two Khorne Archdemons had transcended the laws of physics. Angron's giant axe, with enough power to shatter mountains, was blocked by the Emperor Avatar's holy sword.

The golden psionic storm clashed with the Blood God's wrath, distorting the very fabric of space.

Skabrand launched a surprise attack from the side, his battle axe aimed straight for the Emperor's head, but holy flames erupted instantly, scorching his brass armor red-hot.

(End of this chapter)