The Emperor was loath to risk their lives amid the madness of open battle. No allied army was coming, only an endless tide of Northmen coming in from beyond the Aver River. walked ever in darkness. [1c], With the entire kingdom alerted of their presence, Ebnir Soulflayer, most trusted of the Witch Kings generals, rode out towards the Tower of Volroth with what force he could readily muster, only to find the fortress that housed 80,000 elite Druchii warriors lying in ruins. Everywhere one looks, all of Mankind is beset by evil forces: both old and new. Instead. The Emperor was on the brink of ordering the retreat through the portal, abandoning those he had sent into the dark when a great warcry was sounded. With targets on either side, the Black Coffin opened up with a rolling bombardment, while cannonades swept opposing decks clear with grapeshot. Scores of High Elven Shadow Warriors had advanced through the rocky outcrop to the West and let loose a barrage of arrow fire at the Black Guards flanks, killing dozens of the elite warriors. All along the front of the Chaos horde, beastmen broke ranks and charged in his wake. Though many rune-marked knights were torn from their saddles, the Everchosen rode on unharmed. Even as the barbarous Northmen lay in their primitive huts and fur tents, a great flash of light illuminated the centre of the ruined town, and from out this light came a portal from which legions of armoured Imperial soldiers and berserk Empire Knights cleaved a path through the confused and unprepared Crowfane Horde. Neferata, Mortarch of Blood was given her own leave and Nagash allowed her to go east and reclaim Lahmia, the Cursed City, unknowing that Neferata was nothing more than a bait to lure Khalida from her fortress. Cheers were raised and flags waved as they marched across the eastern drawbridge and into the city beyond. When the Bastion fell, so too did the Empire's last chance of holding back the Chaos tide. Bone cracked and blood sprayed as the great and powerful Skrazsllk was reduced to a gory smear. [8d] Upon Deihstein Ridge, however, the second Crusader army was caught in a massive ambush by a caravan-train of Strigany nomads, but the timely arrival of Volkmar's own Crusader army had in turn ambushed the Strigany ambushers. Where once Malekith had ruled over but one race of elves. The moment the barbarous horde came within range, the Empire guns opened fire. Middenhelm had not simply been sacked, it had been defiled. On him too was a strange, magical glow. Yet always some scavenger bird, mounted patrol or undersand stalker have managed to find them. You will assume the role of one of five heroes, each featuring different play-styles, abilities, gear and personality. Gutrot and his tiny army managed to beat back the greatest the Drakwald threw at them. Yet Valten believed absolutely in the strength of Sigmar and Ulric to aid their people. Moreso, Nagash went back on his promise to bring Isabella back to him and so, the Necromancer owed Vlad nothing! In Ulthuan, Phoenix King Malekith stirs hidden from the eyes of all his subjects, whilst Prince Imirk of Caledor fights at his stead. The streams of refugees pouring into the dwarf capital from other kingdoms had given Thorgrim much anguish. The daemons, perhaps sensing their demise, howled with one terrible voice as Teclis intoned the final word of the spell and slammed the base of his staff down upon the daemon's severed head. [3h], When Kouran met Imirik, the atmosphere was extremely tense as each one tried to subtly insult and berate the other. Festus held a fat hand and caught Vlad's blade in a grip but the wooden stake in the other plunged itself deep into Festus chest. Yet behind him even still, a new ally stood to defend the Imperials. What sense was there in resisting? Queek’s mind worked quickly, so fast the world appeared to move more slowly to him than to those of longer-lived races. The Bloodied Horde has already breached the first of Naggaroths defences. vanishing in a swirl of shadow and leaving nothing but mocking laughter on the wind. With all Skaven eyes turned towards Valten and Martak's breakout to the north, the Emperor's followers escaped their dying city, leaving the ruins of Altdorf to burn In their wake. At last the waters rose so high that even Imirik's mighty Dragon Minaithnir could not remain and so the Dragon Prince left, the sight of Teclis lost to his sight. From all sides the black veil came, encircling and enshrouding the skies above the Land of the Dead. Come, join us and relive an Age of War unending. Yet Gelt was fooled, for it soon became clear that it was Emil Valgier that was the Changling, and Valten was there not to kill the Emperor, but to save him from certain death. The warcries of the charging Chaos knights echoed weirdly along the high arched tunnel of the gatehouse. Above the skies, mighty swarms Terradons continued their assault but were slowly picked off by a flak battery of Ratling Guns and Warplightning Cannons. It was Gregor Martak who provided an answer. While his helmeted head remained lowered In deference, the Curseling's eyeless cranium tilted up toward Archaon. The horde across the square had now reached vast proportions, forming a seething tide of black armour and ragged banners that stretched back into the gloom. An endless black tide, they swept out to the cast and west, marching on to encircle the city in a living noose of armoured bodies. Surprised by the attack and having little time to wheel around, the Chariot Legions blundered upon each other and were destroyed utterly. Mortars thumped, cannons boomed and helblasters let out a massive roar. On and on, three mighty hordes of diseased warriors crosses through the land, and in their way, mighty bastions of the Empire stand resilient to the very end. Unable to awaken their lords, Lord Tetto'eko reached into the Winds of Magic, and with the willpower of hundreds, the High Priest ensnared a roaring comet and made it hurtle towards the city. [9m], With his army demoralised, Queek retreated with his scattered forces back in into the entrance only to stop when Queek believed the third clawpack reinforcements were coming. The world now is destined to be consumed by fire and ruin, were it not for the sacrifice of one last unsung hero. As reality bends and weakens, the hungry hand of Slaanesh stretched his hands within. The southerner wore his determination like a suit of Gromril, and the fire in his belly was hot enough to see him through a dozen Kislevite winters. Now. [1t], Yet the hordes were disorganised, and all their forces were directed solely towards the centre of the Imperial battleline, leaving their flanks exposed. No description could ever do that duel justice, for mere words could scarcely impart the speed and ferocity of the blows exchanged, nor the incredible willpower that drove the combatants on through the most horrendous of wounds. If they could be ordered at all. As the dark clouds gathered above, little by little, milk-white rain hit the corpses that lay scattered across the streets until the rain turned into a downpour. In the same moment, on the western flank. First in piecemeal warbands, then in a flood, Archaon's horde began to gather along the square's southern edge. [1s], As the magical battle between the Slann and the Grey Seers continued, slowly but surely, each of the Slann Mage-Priest were strained beyond mortal fortitude and became comatose by the battle until only Lord Mazdamundi remained. The Everchosen demanded to know everything the ratman could tell him about the warrior with the hammer. The Screaming Bell soon followed, and upon its twelfth stroke, Thanquol invoked a spell of despair and fear upon the entire city. With a last glance at Tyrion's corpse, Alarielle left towards the worldroots with tearful eyes. "[9p], As the Warlord of Eight Peaks was distracted, the battle soon slipped out of his hands and it became apparent that it was a lost cause. Imperiously. Others holed themselves up in the most defensible of the city's remaining structures, garrisons fortifying locations such as the House of Gold, the Tower of Wolves and the Middenheim Brewery. Using foul sorcery, Neferata spied the armies arrayed against her upon a pool of blood. Ensorcelled blades hacked through plate armour, or were driven point first into howling faces. Yet still the godspark fought and raged. Through the mayhem strode Kairos, blasts of power leaping from his staff. On the host's eastern flank a massive slaughterbrute ploughed forward. Not even the tiniest beast would roam abroad In the garden today. If Archaon himself could be brought to battle beneath the gaze of the Empire's greatest gods then Valten was sure that he, as the Herald of Sigmar, could meet the Everchosen and strike him down. First came the Ushabti Jackal Legions, the Sable Spears and the Desert Vultures. It is mankind which binds the alliance of Order together, and should they fall, the world will soon follow. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. The Battle of the Delta was won and the skull of King Kalhazzar stood as a trophy next to Luthor Harkon's desk. The power of Ulric howled through him one last time, a sharp, cold ache. Across the square the legions of Chaos howled and roared, but the message was clear. This attack troubled Kemmler little, for the true threat of this attack were the Three Sisters of Ancelious that stood behind the embattled shield-wall, woving counter-spells to halt the two Necromancers resurrection spells. As he flung the magical projectiles he howled a wordless, wrenching sound of grief and denial. Even as Malekiths army pulls back, Teclis tries to persuade the Phoenix King that the only hope of victory not just against Tyrion, but against the Dark Gods as well lies in unraveling the Vortex and binding one of the Winds to Malekith, making him practically a God to equal the Fell Powers. Distracted by the voice in his head, Shadowblade missed his mark, but as Malekith was about to destroy the assassin, Tyrion intervened and the two fought a desperate battle. Now battered, bloodied and broken in body, the prideful Witch King would still walk on his own two feet, only Caradryan was allowed to atleast stand beside him as they entered the Shrine. At last, the two Avatars fought in a great duel to decide the fate of the Elves. In response, a trio of Doomwheels converged upon the Steamtank. With every passing moment, the greenish-yellow fog that permeated the streets grew so thick that no one could see more than a few feet from them. Atop a windswept fjord north of the Sea of Claws, a warlord clad in hellforged armour astride a daemonic steed looked across the bay where hundreds of Kurgan wolfships headed south, their brine-glittered oars rising and falling the like the slow pulse of fate. [8a], Upon the massive steam-barge Luitpold III, Volkmar and his crusader force of State Troops, Flagellants and Imperial Knights have made progress through the River Stir and made landfall upon the sandy shores of Lake Helsee. The daemon's questions were sometimes pointed, sometimes strange. It would only be so when the fugitive Emperor was slain and Averheim, last of the Old World's great cities, was cast down. Great traps of mystical quicksand or massive holes filled with sharpened stakes awaited those that foolishly tried to pursue. For a moment the fight hung in the balance. Emerging out of the fog, Lord Skrimanx and a handful of battered bodyguards were all that remained of the monstrous Skaven army. An ominous wall of clouds, dark and ragged, was closing around the realm of Nehekhara. At first many of the Lords and Ladies of Athel Loren didn't have much trust in their new Queen, even though her soul had since merged with that of Ariel, but after Orion and the Twilight Twins pledged their allegiance to her, those who disagreed kept quiet. They were gleaming redoubts in a universe of filth. The blade cut plate mail, flesh and bone, severing Weissberg's arm at the elbow. His words, though faint, were heard clearly by Queek even from so far away. The phalanx broke against the onslaught but Prince Dannor managed to rescue a few score of spears and headed straight towards the shrine, where Korhil and his White Lions matched them. Knowing the time is now, King Phar alongside King Ramssus led Legions of Chariots and Horse Archer upon the enemy flanks, using the speed of their steeds to seek out and destroy all the Necromancers that commanded the Undead hordes. Thank you … [1w], Firing as they advanced, Khalida and her Archer legions have finally caught sight of one of Neferata's handmaidens. Soon, many began to despair, as nothing could stop the hordes from breaking through the northern defences. In response, make-shift plague-catapult flung projectiles upon the fleet, smashing their way past the Imperial blockade only to face the majestic might of Marienburg's dwarf-made seawall. Gobbla was dead, his small, faithful brain leaking out through the hole in the top of his head. Lord Mazdamundi even magnified the light of the sun, bathing Lustria for three days in purest illumination. The Crowfather attempted to disperse once more, but too late. Finally, as the Undead were nigh upon the fortress very walls, the Warlord in desperation brought out his last and most greatest weapon. Warhammer World Volley after volley of crossbow bolts thudded Into flesh or sent screaming steeds stumbling beneath the charge. [9h] Back at the front, the Skaven clawpacks eventually pushed the Dwarfs out of their first line of defence, entering the Halls of Reckoning and breaching the first gatehouse. Yet as the ritual took place, with Settra making his leave, if the King of Kings were to stay for the ceremony just a little longer, he would've ended the greatest threat to his reign once and for all. Back and forth the two battled until Tullaris Deathbringer, most exalted execution of Har Ganeth managed to cleave through Tyrion's dragon armour and pierce right through his back. Helborg stuttered out a plea for forgiveness in the name of Sigmar before his corpse slid from the blade unto the floor. Finally, Shadowblade appeared over the forest canopy and provided the time needed for the Puremanes to flee and head towards the shrine just as the banners of Morathi and Hellebron finally appeared. Martak knew all that Ulric knew. Yet as the battle seemed won for the Imperials, trumpets blared to the north as a host of Blood Knights came down south. To the west, the Glottkin, however, would not be denied. On that sorrowful day, Karaz-a-Karak had finally fallen to the rats. Artillery nests were set up by the College of Engineers and the shouts and prayers of Captains and Warrior-Priest rang across the morning. Talabheim a scorched waste. The Skaven, sensing weakness in their allies, quickly converged and destroyed the Northmen's siege camp, killing off the survivors as civil strife amongst Northmen and Skaven swirled out of control. Only the Wizards of the Bright Order proved the fiercest and most determined of the magical conclave. Without it, the citadel of the city was overrun. In anguish, the entire Mortuary Cult realised this new discovery with cries of dismay. With a deafing crack, La Maisontaal exploded as a magical duel soon erupted within it's foundations. Divided upon the issue, King Kazador in his pride still kept to his word and began preparations to bar his hold from the outside world, with several of the other Dwarf Kings following suite. As the Dwarf's pace slowed to a crawl due to the unnatural landscape, Count Nyktolos and his host of terrorghest have unveiled their hidden plans to lure the Beastmen hordes directly towards the path of the Dwarfs, resulting in the devastating Battle of Red Cairn. [1g], Days after Gilles' recoronation as Royarch, plague broke out in the southern dukedoms of Quenelles and Carcassonne. Ungrim’s fire consumed those few ratkin who tried to reform. For glorious days after the battle, the grand city of Averhiem had finally known some peace, for the bombardment had finally ceased. Teclis told the Witch King that nothing about him was a lie, but he was the Chosen of Asuryan and if he can't survive the flame, then their people are lost forever. Archaon swung round in the saddle and the Slayer of Kings sliced through the air. The Light Order, their pyramidal sanctum sequestered away in the aether, ventured forth in great numbers, chanting in an ancient tongue and sent a wave of pure magic once more against the Daemonhost. First to have struck were the Sisters of Singing Doom, charging straight towards Prince Dannor's phalanx of the Everast Sentinels. Dispair felt like a bile rising up from each and every one of these brave warriors, but whenever it would seem that it would finally consume their will to fight, they recalled friends and comrades lost, of families slaughtered by the murderous and hated Northmen. His first act as Regent was to imprison the remaining Caledorian Princes at large within the Kingdom of Lothern, then afterwards sent out armies to harry the Dark Elven assaults upon the Kingdom of Ellyrion. Some forty leagues short of Ghrond, Malekith's army was blocked by a massive horde of Daemons led by a mighty Bloodthirster of Khorne. So it is fitting that a Champion of Chaos shall unite the warring tribes of the North and bring about the End of Time as we know it. Like a damned fool beardling he had left the door open behind him. In time, the Skaven hordes begin to slowly take level by level from the Dwarf and Greenskins alike. Vangel bound the Greater Daemon U'zuhl into the blade, and the millennia of imprisonment had sent it insane with rage and fury. Far hidden by the eyes of the vermin, a mighty host of warriors laid in wait for the coming hordes that march northward. So it went. Pushing himself away from Caradryan's aid, the Witch King took a few staggering steps towards the flame then stopped. Given the severity of the news, Karl Franz had expected the Ice Queen to invoke the terms of his old alliance and call upon the Empire to march north to Kislev's salvation. When the dust settled, only Krell, twenty of his Doomed Legion and a few Morghast were all thats left of the elite core of his army. Prince Apophas, the Cursed Scarab Lord of Numas had long coveted a soul that would replace his own within the Underworld, and once he's been informed by an agent of the Council of Thirteen of a being that death itself couldn't even claim and a mighty weapon to enact such a deed, the Prince rose from his crypt and stole the Destroyer of Eternities. The King soon realised that his hidden battery of Catapults were being assaulted and that there would be no support coming from the coast. Taal's mighty chest heaved. The fiery jets stabbed through the Empire ranks, twisting men Into gibbering spawn, or burning them to ash. the true attack was about to fall elsewhere. Khazrak swung his heavy iron sword with all the fury of a wild animal. and their particular talents would be useful in the days to come. Mannfred could've performed the task, but he had little trust in the rogue Vampire. Yet despite their best efforts, it still became known that Krell was slowly making his way southwards.[1u]. With a flick of his wrist, Nagash sent a gust of death winds upon the Guardian, but the spell did little to erode something already as ancient as it. Well, it ended here. He bellowed a warrior's greeting as he hacked his way through a last rank of stormvermin and clasped gauntlets with Valten at the battle's heart. Released from their plight, the Angels of Decay droned downward but were intercepted by the crazed Sons of the Comet, these madmen using tooth and nail to tear down the wings of these daemons. Cut off, the garrisons of the remaining gatehouses fought on in desperation. As he rose to the plinth of power and began the Great Exodus, the minds of all the remaining Slann within the World had formed into one to aid their eldest in this dire time. One by one, each White Lion made a final stand before dying with spears piercing their chest. Drums pounded, Orders rang out. But the Drakewardens walked through the fire unscathed. Arrayed against them was a much smaller force of Elven warriors led by Tyrion himself. [1r], Yet out of the chaos and bloodshed, Thorek Ironbrow, bloodied and his stomach gutted by Neferata herself, rose up from his imminent grave and slowly, painfully, crawled his way towards his Anvil of Doom once more. Yet still the ranks of the foe ground forward, black armoured figures chanting the praises of the Dark Gods as they poured toward the Empire lines. Gouts of fire poured from spout-like arms and yawning, daemonic mouths. In time, Thanquol's ascendancy to power is becoming undeniable. One weapon in particular was missing, an atomic bomb Ikit has since called the Warpbomb Magnifier. It seemed at that moment that victory for the Greenskins was within their grasp, but just as the first wave was about to collapse, Mistress Imentet led the second wave upon her ornate coven throne, a host of ethereal creatures following close behind. 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