The chaotic scene inside the giant hall makes even the bravest, the most seasoned veterans churns their stomach and puke out their gastric juice, if not dying outright.

Various projectiles are flying everywhere inside the hall, wrecking any obstructions standing between them and their targets.

Debris knocks onto each other, flies up in a flurry like a storm made of chunks of plastic, pieces of ceramic and steel armors, and mixed into that are some bone shards, meat and blood of various colors, some are crimson, still warm, some are black, dried up from hours ago, some are even have a purplish green shade to it, burning as soon as they contacted air inside the hall while emitting a foul, putrid smell, complimenting the anguish screams and screeches emitting from hundreds of people and animals, some are screaming as their limbs got blasted into million particles by a flux core reactive cannon round, some are wailing for their comrades, some are chanting fanatical prayers and mantras, trying to bless themselves with vile unknown powers or curse their enemies, and some are just simply screaming because their mind cannot stand firm before the psychic attack of the nightmarish warlocks and have gone mad as their brains and organs twists, turns, and finally cramp themselves into the infinite void that should not even exist.

Such is a scene playing out in the 4 kilometers wide audience hall of the grand flagship ‘Vengeful Spirit’ of the Horus Lupercal, the chapter master of the Luna Wolves, the Favored Son of the Emperor, the Warmaster of Imperium, and the arch traitor of humanity.

The battle aboard his ship has gotten into the final phase, as millions of troops and space marines pours into the battlefield just to be evaporated by plasma and heavy lasers, the final attack led by the Emperor himself against Horus the traitor is closing into an end soon, with nobody will be able to back off at this point.

In the middle of that gruesome battle, stood two man facing each others.

The giant man donning a golden and red armor suit with wings folded on his back shouted at the top of his lung:

“HORUS LUPERCAL, YOU CONTEMPTUOUS, UNFILIAL BASTARD! WHAT HAVE THE RUINOUS POWER DONE FOR YOU!? NOTHING! THEN WHY HAVE YOU TURNED YOUR BACK AGAINST OUR FATHER AND HUMANITY ITSELF?”

Hearing that, the man in the blackened tactical dreadnought armor just snorted at the giant. Caressing the freshly decapitated head of a space marine in his hand, he then exude out a malevolent and overbearing aura, causing the winged man to unconsciously shuddered back a bit. With a disdainful gaze, he opened his mouth:

“You are asking the wrong question. It’s supposed to be ‘what have you and your ‘father’ have done for humanity itself’. The chaos god have opened up my mind, they let me know about many things, the ugly truth about humanity, your fake god-playing father, about everything. I know them all, Sanguinius, I know it all. Do you even know what the Chaos itself feeds upon? Humanities’ deepest desire. And I’ve seen all of them, thanks to Lorgar. If not for him, then I would have spend the rest of my life doing corrupted bidding for our ‘father’, ha!”

“YOU!” - The giant angel gnashed his teeth, audible crunching sound could be heard emitting from his mouth.

“In the name of Imperium Of Mankind, I will erase you and your corrupted warband off the face of this universe!”

The ornate sword by his waist unsheathed, emitting an invisible buzzing warp force field. As it flies forward, the blade scrapes against the scabbard, dragging along with it a trail of white scalding spark like a whip of fire, punishing the enemies at his command.

“That’s all you’ve got!? Haha, favorite child of the emperor, you are still so weak and naive!”

Horus also leaps up, his palm closes up like a blade as a lightning claws gauntlet manifested upon his forearm, sparking with purplish, reddish blood colored energy bolts.

In half a second, the claws made contact with the sword-

CLANG-!!!

*KACHA-!

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TSSSSSSSS-!!!!

-

BOOM!!!!!!!

-a hundred time.

BAM!

The hall was engulfed in white light, with intense heat and force erupting from the duel of two primarchs at the eye of the storm.

Troops from both sides who were standing close to their commanders were pushed back and sends flying by the terrifying force, some even disintegrate instantly-

“NOOOOOOOO!!!!!”

“HELP MEE!!”

“I DON’T WANNA DIE!!!!!!!!”

“KHORNE BLESS ME!!!!!!”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

-screams erupted again, many time more savage than the cries before their exchange.

Both of them were pushed back, away from each other tens of meters. Horus stand straight like a ramrod without a scratch on his body, laughing savagely. On the other hand-

*Pu-*

The previously unscathed Sanguinius spurts out a mouthful of blood, his magnificent armor cracked, seemingly countless holes spills out a mixture of machinery oil mixed with his own blood. His pale face is now even paler, appears even ghastly, but the expression on it did not change one bit.

“Horus… for you to fall so low… using chaos hexes? You are not that different from a daemon prince, i see.”

As he stopped mumbling, the aura of his halo began to magnify and expand, gradually washing the hall with a golden light, stunning both loyalists and traitors. As for his opponent Horus, he just stand there without moving, smirking.

“If that’s the case, it’s better to end your life for good, preventing future trouble for our father”  

The golden aura condensed and force their way into his sword, blazing with intense white flame. On his back, the white pair of wings spreads out majestically, slowly turns blood red.

Laughing maniacally, Horus brandished the pulsing power claw.

“Haha, come, Sanguinius! I know that you are not such a weakling! Show me your strongest card, let me have some fun and I shall grant you the honor of your skull offered to Khorne!”

The red angel charged toward Horus as a burst of psychic force propelled him forward at the speed of sound.

“DIE!”

Horus’ expression hardened, He raised his other hand wielding a war hammer and smashed it to the direction of Sanguinius.

WHOOSH!

PUCHI!

WHAM!

CRACK!   

The two exchanged blows once again, but this time, there’s also thousands new stab wound emerged on Horus’ armor plate. Both of them appears to match evenly at this point, but suddenly-

*SKEEEEEEEE- BOOOM-!*

A gigantic railgun projectile with the size of the Eiffel tower went past the void shield array and found itself bore into the ship hull, just a dozen meter away from the audience room-

BANG!

-but the force of the projectile wasn’t that easily negated.

“What!?”

The angel’s expression turns ugly. The shockwave pushed him away and tumbling toward Horus’ lightning claw in a blink of eye, and Horus did not miss this heaven blessed chance. His lips corner went up slightly into a malevolent grin as he drove the claw fueled with howling demonic energy toward his brother’s sternum and-

*Puchi*

-Drove his forearm straight through it.

*RIPPPPP*

He pulled his forearm back, dragging along with him bit and pieces of meaty organs and ceramite armor, in his palm was holding two beating hearts connected with each other by adamantium and plasteel cables, one fleshy and pulsing, the other black and covered in hexagonal nano webbing.

Sanguinius froze in place as his armor hardened, the power source destroyed by Horus’ strike earlier. Vomiting blood along with bit and pieces of his lung, his eyes bulging with red veins, he wailed vengefully:

“HORUSSSSSSS!!!! I, SANGUINUS, KING OF BAAL, SON OF EMPEROR, PRIMARCH OF THE BLOOD ANGELS, SWEAR UPON MY BLOOD THAT AFTER I DIE, I WILL MAKE YOUR SKIN FESTERS, YOUR BLOOD ROTS, YOUR FLESH CRAWLS WITH TYRANIDS AND YOUR MARROW BURNS LIKE PROMETHIUM! I CURSE YOU!!!”

Horus stood there, sneered:

“So long, brother.”

Then he slowly crushed both of Sanguinius’ heart into a fine red powder in his hand, then burned it to nothingness with a ghastly black fire formed by his psychic power. Sanguinus furious eyes slowly turns dim and finally, he collapsed.

Upon witnessing this scene, the traitor troops loudly cheered while the loyalists broke down and sob incoherently, some even goes mad and laughs hysterically as their morale has hit the rock bottom of all rock bottom.

The ship then shakes violently. Horus looks up toward the ceiling and relaxly smiled:

“Finally, you are here…”