It’s the eve of harvest, the time to satisfy your thirst for blood.
This is also the time Morinette spends tasting.
He looked out from the main observation window of the orbital station with a smile on his face, revealing the tips of his steel teeth and the huge brass-colored Blood God brand on his chest.
The ghost in the void also smiled back.
He let go and looked behind the nightmare figure, his eyes focused on the dark sphere shrouded in his shadow.
Ma'Kande No. 2, a small planet, a green and rugged rock on the edge of the Pacific Starfield, a place that is easily forgotten, a place that is enough to meet the needs of the Blood Bronze Claw warband.
Morinite was once a captain of the elite third-line army of the Twelve Legions. They were once called war dogs. They used tomahawks and ferocious offensives to bring fear to the enemy on the battlefield. They were unstoppable berserkers. Also a killer who is never satisfied.
They too were once part of the Imperium of Man, sworn to serve the Emperor and Mankind until the emergence of their Primarch.
Angron, the Primarch of the Twelve Legions, was plucked from a slave world by the Emperor. The warhound he once was disappeared, leaving only the World Eaters driven to madness by the Butcher's Nail.
Due to Angron's pathological hatred of the Emperor, they were among the first rebels to join the Horus Heresy.
They then unleashed their murderous lust and madness on Istvan III, Istvan V, Nuceria, and Terra. The World Eaters also led an assault on the Imperial Palace, and it is said that they One of the champions, Captain Kahn of the 8th Assault Company, was the first to rush into the breach.
However, after the Emperor's Sons of Horus' flagship "The Spirit of Vengeance" killed Horus at a severe cost, the rebels felled and scattered, and the World Eaters were forced to retreat along with the other Traitor Legions.
After their defeat, the survivors fled into the Eye of Terror with the Traitor Legions.
As early as the Shadow Crusade, Angron had been elevated to a Daemon Prince by the Blood God Khorne. With the efforts of the World Eaters' senior commanders, they continued to operate as a legion, but most of the warriors fell. He surrendered to the Chaos God and became an extremely bloodthirsty Chaos Space Marine.
It was not until the fratricide caused by Karn that the Legion was broken into numerous warbands that the history of the World Eaters Legion came to an end.
It was at that time that Morinite started to set up his own business. He pulled up a war gang of one hundred people, named it [Blood Bronze Claws], and took a cruiser named "Flesh Raider" to serve as various members in the Eye of Terror. thugs of the forces in exchange for necessary supplies.
In the Eye of Terror, wars are as frequent as people drinking water, but most of the time, he is able to lead the warband to retreat unscathed.
But not long ago, when he assisted a group of Dark Mechanic Cultists in excavating a certain ruins, he was attacked by a war gang of the Third Legion, and their employer also jumped at the critical moment. As a result, the war gang was defeated and ravaged. was also sunk.
In the end, only nine people with him were left in the warband. They survived by taking an escape boat, but they also lost their ability to move, and it was only a matter of time before they died in the subspace.
However, the Blood God did not seem to give up on them. At the desperate moment, an imperial transport ship appeared. There seemed to be something wrong with their Geller position, which resulted in Morinit being completely undetected when he drove the lifeboat close.
When they boarded the transport ship, they had just repaired Geller's position, and the transport ship, which had suffered heavy losses, immediately had no resistance.
Morinite didn't kill too many people because they needed someone to pilot the transport ship. Then within an unknown period of time, they turned most of the people on the ship into Chaos believers and gained knowledge from them. a key message.
There is a sword-class frigate that is nearly completed on the Ma'kande 2.
This was a very important piece of information. Although he had temporarily gained a place to stay, Morinite never thought that he could make a comeback by relying on a transport ship, and at least one frigate was required.
Although his strong desire drove him to rush to Ma'kande 2 to snatch the frigate, Morinite analyzed the situation very calmly.
Firstly his warband had been decimated, with only 9 Space Marines along with him, and all they had was a transport ship.
The opponent is a complete orbital defense station, manufactured and controlled by the Mechanicum. If they rush over like this, the probability of being beaten to pieces halfway is 100%.
Victory cannot be won by relying on space warfare, so the key issue becomes how to board the orbital station.
Morinite was not a person who was good at using his brain, not to mention that the Butcher's Nail was still interfering with his thinking. However, on the eve of the warband's near destruction, he still forced himself to come up with a plan.
Lure the other party onto the ship first, then seize the other party's landing ship, and then use that landing ship to quickly enter the orbital station.
He was also betting that the opponent's defense system would not activate so quickly, that the opponent would give his landing ship a security identification code, and that the Imperial people there would not be very smart.
Then, under the blessing of the Blood God, he made the right bet.
The loot that will follow will be extremely rich!
"The Blood God will drink the blood of cowards!"
Not far away, a Khorne warrior was dismembering a man wearing a Legion uniform and using his thick blood to paint blasphemous words and symbols on the walls.
That's understandable, given that warbands are so hungry for new victims.
Even Morinette himself felt a shiver creep up his spine when he remembered those screams.
However, although they controlled part of the orbital station, the situation did not change decisively. Massacre was an interesting pastime, but now this pastime is dispensable.
The star port of the orbital station is where they want to go.
While thinking, Morinette felt a tingling pain in his skull.
He indulged the feeling, imagining the sharp teeth of the combat knife cutting deep.
The Butcher's Nail, the curse and blessing of the World Eaters, was brought to the Legion by the Primarch Angron. Its essence is a neural implant that can give the victim's brain the intense stimulation that only blood and killing can. Slow down this irritation.
Some say that the World Eaters' fall began with the Butcher's Nail, but Morinite denies this.
The sudden terrible silence was broken by a sound, the shrill sound of an old alarm bell.
"what happened?"
Morinite withdrew his gaze from a distance and turned to look at the horrific slaughterhouse. Thousands of mutilated corpses covered the ground. Eight scarlet giants stood in the sea of blood. Every breath they took would flow from their helmets. A puff of mist drifted from the grille.
Every World Eater's body is covered with skulls and heads, as if they are medals to show off.
"The weak Imperials intend to separate us from them."
A World Eater pulled his ax out of the victim's gaping chest, bringing out a viscous mess of blood and entrails.
"They're not going to get their way."
Morinite knew the importance of time, and the Imperials had many choices. They could even choose to blow up the frigate, or wait for support from the Mechanicum on the ground.
Either way, it is extremely detrimental to them.
So they immediately moved towards the center of the orbital station, killing people along the way.
Before the victims fell to the bloody floor, Chaos Space Marines rushed towards the orbiting station's control center.
On the guarded building, a group of void teleporter spiers pointed straight into the air, a group of crackling energy poles and erected teleportation nodes.
Looking from a distance, an officer was rushing to operate the wheel lock of the explosion-proof door facing south of the center.
"Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"
Morinite, who was wearing a helmet in the style of the Blood God's crown, let out a terrifying war cry. The officer was staggered by the roar and became disoriented. Then the World Eater descended on him from above, and his gauntlets penetrated the man. skull and pinched his spine.
Then the pale bones and the adhering internal organs were pulled out of the cavity like a carrot.
"Skull offering skull seat!!!"
