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Dark Apostle Azroth looked upon the Sons of Lorgar, their crimson armour gleaming in the heart of the Infidus Apocalypta. They were waiting, waiting to kill the the puppets of the false-Emperor, the Dark Apostle raised his crozius "Brothers of the 9th Grand host, soon we will be upon the wretched world of Agalus Primus. There we shall spread the word of blessed Lorgar, the fools who refuse shall be flayed alive, and those who give themselves to the gods of the Aether shall be spared our blades but fall upon their erstwhile brethren. Now Sons of Lorgar raise your blades and cut your wrists and offer your blood so the slaughter shall begin anew!" As the assembled host did as instructed, Azroth smiled, for the will of the gods is coming to absolute fruition. with this blood sacrifice, not only will they be able to summon the servants of the Dark Gods they will also bring the blessed aether upon the hated Imperials. "Now the sacred Coryphaus will speak of his plans, and how much damage the Cults have done."
The Coryphaus will do as said above as well as qoute a passage from the Book of Lorgar (make it up)
The Vostroyan commander begins to brief his regiment of where they are going next until reports of a warpstorm up north and red armoured traitor marines start to come in and then he releases the distress signal
For the Ultramarines it is obvious.
The Coryphaus will do as said above as well as qoute a passage from the Book of Lorgar (make it up)
The Vostroyan commander begins to brief his regiment of where they are going next until reports of a warpstorm up north and red armoured traitor marines start to come in and then he releases the distress signal
For the Ultramarines it is obvious.