The Struggle Continues and the Upcoming Wrath
(General POV)
Location the Hiveworld Kolbaline, the Maxum Plains Battlefield
The battle raged across the Maxum Plains, as the Carnage forces were savagely attacking what remains of the Kolbaline Guard.
While the Guard was distracted as a two front split assault was almost in position to strike, a force devired of chaos guardsmen, chaos psykers, and several void wraiths under the command of the Abyss Defiler, a Greater Daemon of Carnage, Kha'braxi.
The greater daemon was using some of its psychic power to make himself and his forces unnoticeable as the pale skinned daemonic being was eager to consume many more souls and earn favor with his dark patron as he, this war was assigned to him by the Dark One himself and Kha'braxi refuse to fail.
Even having to listen to a worthless meager human, he'll obey without question as they continue to march, Kha'braxi kept his senses on the progress of the battle and the daemon sorcerer was pleased, this only feed into his eagerness to join the battle and destroy countless in the name of the Dark Harbinger, as spread open its mouth telling his daemons and mortal soldiers "Hurry. We must reach the ambush point if we wish to satiate our bloodlust." these words excited the followers of Carnage as they doubled their efforts to reach the point of assault and join the slaughter themselves.
Corex, now in the battlefield, saw a marauder fly towards him and start firing, this only made the sorcerer lord click his tongue as he raised his left claw to the air pointing towards the upcoming plane.
Focusing his psychic connection to the Warp and Chaos, he formed a strong barrier over himself as the bullets of the marauder were hitting said barrier and dropping to the ground as the plane flew pass him, slightly turning his body Corex then lower his left arm, and rised his right grasping to his weapon the Carnage Maker, as the surge of warp-energies started coating the chaotic weapon as violet colored lighting surges fort out the axe-scepter.
Sending out warp-lightning at the plane, the violet and grey lightning bolts surged across the air, and upon reaching and making contact with the marauder plane, while inside the plane the pilot tried desperately to keep the plane airborne, and working the attack from Corex was devastating to the systems, and parts of the ship causing small explosions and fire all over the marauder, as the pilot requested mayday, he never finished as the marauder overloaded becoming a great fiery explosion, all the while Corex watched from below, as the insignificant machine was destroyed by his power.
This amused the Sorcerer Lord, as he quickly turned his attention towards the guardsmen engaging the flesh horrors in melee from distance from him, so deciding to indulge in more carnage he started walking toward said battle, as from behind him the marauder's fiery wreckage dropped and crashed against the ground, causing another explosion.
The commander swung his power-saber, beheading a husk that tried to jump him, all around him, his fellow guardsmen were fighting against the techo-organic abominations of the Flesh Horrors.
Several troopers were either stabbing at down flesh horrors with their knives or bayonet blades or forming a firing line of laps-rifles but that only worked for a few moments, before they were overrun with Gorrs bulldozing through allowing the husks to swarm over them, a bloody butchery for those poor souls.
But yet there are still brave men and women fighting, even if they have yet to kill one of the Bio-crafter Commanders their still cause considerable damage to the enemy.
The Guard Commander was leading a charge against another group of husks accompanied by a single gorr with a chainsaw arm attachment, as the greenskined techo-organic abomination roared at them and charged with robotic spider legs eager to fight and kill, just like it's origins of being once a xeno warmonger greenskin.
The Husks, grouned, creeked, and wailed as these metallic as their violet chaos energy surged and glowed through their mechanized zombies, claws and fangs sharp and eager for bloodshed.
But the sound of charging numbers, as the thunderous echoes of foot stomping was heard closing in.
That was the sound of more enemy reinforcements coming from no other place than within the barrier, from much more husks along with the slower and withered defects, more gorrs with various weapon attachments ranging from huge disk-saws, to power drills, as well as several bio-crafters crawling their way to the battle as well, and worse as the guardsmen watched as the titanic insect made of countless bodies and twisted machinations of science, a Dreadpede crawling towards them at top speed.
The said dreadpede intruscted by a Bio-crafter with long hair and a violet cybernetic eye to aim its laps-cannons at the enemy direction and fire high leveled laps-lasers at them upon the highly concentrated crimson laser impacting on the earth, it cause a powerful explosion taking down several unfortunate souls.
As the blast from the Dreadpede obscured the vision of the Kolbaline guardsmen, only the sounds of what they can assume to be bladed and needle legs of the dreadpede and the bio-crafters skitter across the battlefield to kill them, refusing to let more of his men to fall into the jaws of the techo-organic enemy he order the Flamer and Heavy Weapon Specialists to formation to prepare for incoming attack, while the others from a firing line as the sound of the skittering become closer and closer he was preparing to give the order when they were welcomed by silence.
Silences and nothingness the battle completely stopped around the area, not risking for an enemy ambush, so the Kolbaline Guard Commander gave the order to organize and fire at will.
As all the guardsmen were loading their guns, and take aim in random directions in front of them...
When they all started to hear of woman screaming and wailing, the wails augmented by the psyker power that individual possesses which was further empowered by the ruinous power of Chaos, this is the heavy vehicles of the Chaos Guardsmen.
The psychic scream was agonizing for these poor men and women, forcing the more affected to their knees, clutching their heads, and dropping all their weaponry in the painful process of enduring the agony burrowing into their minds.
Those who were slightly more resilient were still able to stand, but it was still intense the pain drilling into their unprotected minds.
Then, as some were slowly but still able to look and point their weapon, the sound of a powerful cannon joined the wailing.
Soon, a huge blast impacted, blowing up several guardsmen to pieces, while others were knocked away from the blast wave, the commander managed to survive with some meager burns and maybe a bruised rib or two but the continuous wailing was the worse, even with him using every ounce of strength to struggle against it, it was still unimaginably painful to bare.
As the smoke clears revealing not only hordes of flesh horrors either waiting or fighting against other Kolbaline Guard troops, but the leader of the Carnage forces, Corex Andamalas standing beside what appears to be a highly defiled baneblade.
This behemoth of a tank was painted violet, maroon, and black the sacred colors of the Dark God, reinforced by countless gobos mechs and daemonic forgers, three ginormous daemon tank barrels all etched with daemonic runes of carnage along with multiple other weapons from heavy bolters and flamers, several daemonic maroon and slightly purple tinted blade-tipped tentacles swaying and swipping crazily in the air connected to various areas of this corrupted baneblade, a huge mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth and was breathing out light violet gas exhaust, baring a golden eight-point star altar at the top of the tank that has a bound highly insane and mutated psyker woman is strapped to by chains and bondage, and finally spiked treds to crush all that it rolls over.
This the more improved and corrupted version of their previous infernal machines, this is the Iron Ruin Hellbeast, one of Corex's secret weapons after Lady Cassandra was cocooned he called back their few baneblades and had all gobos work tirelessly to make these rolling daemonic machines.
Corex watched as the weaklings struggle against the wails of the Iron Maiden, strapped to the Hellbeast, with sadistic joy, he pointed his Carnage Maker forward and simply said "Fire.".
Location Alderi Space, the Cruiser Altar'Alaeden
After the event that the Eldars have named the Great Rage, it occurred infecting many of their people and causing bloody casualties.
The Farseers and others gifted with the ability to navigate through the realm of souls have either been blocked by the "Shadow" and been broken beyond anything that eldars have experienced since the War of Heaven.
Then there is this the Great Rage, which has been infecting them turning brother against brother, child against parents, and civilian against warriors overwhelmed by an unnatural bloodlust that can be compared to the brutish Greenskins, a group of farseers called the "Urlthawai" which translates to Reborn Warriors were amongst the few that haven't fallen to either entity influence, and during the Great Rage have managed to bring several Eldar back from sanity...but not without great losses.
These Reborn Warriors were women as is comon for farseers all survivers gathered together under the call of their chosen leader was a black haired male Eldar prince, baring the most majestic armor of wraithbone, baring the colors of white, red, and gold, armed with a special spear called the "Whispering Death" his name is Alaeden.
The very prince who had to led and army of warriors to face and the entire planet of infected alderi from one of their worlds that has fallen victim to the Great Rage and those too affected by this evil began praising and chanting some false deity called the Blood God.
Alaeden told the Urlthawai what had happened to the world of Haash, and while he was able to save the mind and lives of hundred-thousands of their people, the ones he was forced to cut down, were much more than the saved.
Alaeden standing before the seven Urlthawai, he told these farseers he was forced to abandon Haash and cut off the Webway, completely from that world and infected eldars.
The Urlthawai grieved and prayed for their brethren souls, and one of them a red haired farseer with a wild aura along with hair, she is known as the "Blade of Khaine" and proud devoted follower to the alderi war god, having war paint of brown on her face of all her sisters that have been gathered she bared the least amount of armor, and in reality she and her sect of Eldars were more intuned with nature and battle she was chosen as a Urlthawai because she stopped an entire legion of orkz and infected eldars from her sector of Kailaba, she is Nagi'ish or simply Nagi.
Hearing the pointless discussion and was annoyed with the waste of time, she slammed her unique spiked wraithbone, made broadsword against the ground, and yelled, "Enough!!!! While I will grieve for my fallen, I'll not waste my time arguing and discussing when we should be active. Lord Alaeden. Why have you gathered us, and most importantly, what do you need of us and our forces?" silence was followed after Nagi's blunt declaration.
Alaeden closed his eyes and sighed as he told them he gathered them together for their experience against these unknown entities dwelling within the realm of souls, along with being unparalleled warriors, for just some time ago his psykers were able to sense a singularity within their space and he started to gather many sects, and forces to investigate this "Great Rage Singularity" and if needed destroy it.
The Farseers looked at each other before six of seven kneeled and offered their services in the upcoming conflict, the one among the Urlthawai, that refused was Nagi'ish saying she'll not risk her people and homeworld for a fools mistake.
She went further that while she and her sect possess unique psychic power, that Nagi believes saved them from falling into the "Great Rage" leaving many of their worlds, and people unprotected is foolish so she refused to participate and left through a webway gate, back to her homeworld unknown to them, two dark deities were watching from another realm...
Laharl was pleased that Khorne had already corrupted and conquered a world in the Materium.
Plus, the battle with the eldars will be enjoyable, especially with the frost planet Ymir, and that farseer's homeworld also seems like a worthy target along with said eldar has peeked the Dark One's interest but for now the Carnage God's focus is Kolbaline which is on its last legs.