Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

The Primarch was like a hero in ancient Terran mythology, facing the traitor's army alone.

Magnificent, outstanding, yet extremely lonely...

Celestine struggled to follow the Primarch, but her injuries were too severe! The only thing the living saint could do now was to pray devoutly to the Lord of Humanity in the highest heaven.

Pray that the great Lord of Humanity can save the Primarch from his desperate situation.

Perhaps the Emperor heard Celestine's devout prayers!

The cold deck of the battleship began to tremble at this moment! Under the shocked gaze of the betrayers, a mysterious Astartes force joined the battlefield.

The emblem branded on the shoulder armor shows the identity of this Space Marine - [Ultramarines]!

This [Ultramarines] that suddenly appeared seemed incompatible with this desperate and crazy era.

This group of Astartes possessed a treasure that should not have appeared in the 40K era - "Hope"!

The most puzzling thing is that the power armor equipped on this group of Astartes was actually the ancient [MK2 Expedition Type]!

This type of power armor was discontinued as early as the [Horus Heresy]! Most of the expedition power armor that has been passed down to this day are holy relics collected in the treasury by various chapters.

This mysterious Ultramarines seemed to have no idea why they were here! But from the equipment of both sides, the Sons of Guilliman could easily identify the enemy and the friend.

"Damn Chaos!" The sergeant leading the Ultramarines was full of anger, "Follow me and charge! Support our friendly forces."

The Sons of Guilliman showed shocking efficiency!

The Astartes wearing Terminator power armor and holding a giant Storm Shield charged forward at the front of the team.

Chainsaws and explosive bombs from the [Noise Warriors] fell like raindrops, but the vicious attacks of the betrayers were all blocked by the [Stand Barrier] activated by the Storm Shield.

The Ultramarines shouted the names of the Emperor and Guilliman and fearlessly launched a counterattack against the betrayers.

The addition of this [Ultramarines] force instantly turned the tide of the battle!

The attacks of the traitors were all resisted by the loyal son of Guilliman, and now... the Primarch can finally spare some time to treat Fulgrim properly!

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At the same time, in an asteroid belt thousands of miles away from the Mechanicus flagship.

A warship branded with the emblem of the Inquisition was quietly floating among the meteorites.

This battleship shut down all systems including lighting and power engines, so even the divination array of the Emperor's Eye could not detect the existence of this Inquisition battleship.

There is no doubt that this battleship named Black Oath is the last insurance left by Fulgrim to kill the Primarch.

But now, this insurance has expired.

The Clown Troupe, a branch of the Eldar, attacked the Inquisition warship!

The defensive servitors responsible for the warship's security were destroyed by the agile Clowns, and the Grand Inquisitor himself was captured by the Clowns' leader, the Shadow Prophet, Hilandri Curtain Walker.

As stated before, Slaanesh, the Prince of Pleasure, was born from the corruption of the Eldar.

The first cry of Slaanesh at birth tore open the Eye of Terror, and more than a trillion Eldar were devoured by the Prince of Pleasure! Even the gods believed in by the Eldar could not escape the clutches of Slaanesh.

Slaanesh slaughtered the gods of the Eldar in an extremely joyful and depraved way!

In the vast temple, only the [God of Laughter] Cegorach, the [Goddess of Life] Aisha and the [God of War] Kane survived.

Among the three surviving Eldar gods, Aisha was "protected" by her benevolent father Nurgle, while Khaine was beaten to pieces by Khorne, the Lord of Brass.

The only complete and free Eldar god left is the [God of Laughter] Cegorach.

The [Laughing God] hiding in the shadows is full of hatred for Slaanesh!

Therefore, the Harlequin Troupe is happy to provide some necessary assistance to the Primarch.

[Harlequin Troupe] The mission of this trip has been successfully completed, but just as this group of elves with oil paint on their faces want to leave, a disturbing green light suddenly emerges from the darkness.

It was a tall and slender Necron!!!

"Good evening! Guests from the Eldar!" The Necron bowed slightly to the clowns very gracefully, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Trazyn! I am a... ordinary collector."

"Trazyn!!!"

[Trazyn], this name is notorious in the clown troupe.

This Necromancer who calls himself the "Collector" has "collected" more than five troupes! Hundreds of clowns have been sealed in stasis by Trazyn, becoming permanent exhibits.

The [Necrons] and the [Eldar] are mortal enemies, and Trazyn is a wanted criminal that the Harlequins have been pursuing for thousands of years.

A short sword flashing with silver light appeared in the hand of [Shadow Prophet], and the other clowns also raised their weapons, ready to tear the skeleton in front of them into pieces at any time.

But who is Trazyn?

He is the greatest collector in the galaxy!

As a senior sixth grader, Trazyn never does anything he is not sure of.

Since Trazyn dared to appear in front of the Harlequin, it meant that this Necron was sure of victory.

Even to the powerful Eldar, the technology of the Necrons is something close to witchcraft!

In front of the well-prepared Trazyn, the Eldar clowns had no power to fight back!

Except for the Shadow Prophet who had the ability of [Shadow Stealth], the rest of the clowns became the collection of the Endless.

In a good mood, Trazyn took out a small stasis stand and carefully sealed his "trophy" into the display cabinet.

More than twenty fully equipped Eldar Harlequins, plus a Grand Inquisitor from the Inquisition.

Trazyn's trip was fruitful!

A [Grand Inquisitor] is already a high-level collectible! But the old man in front of him, who was plugged with life-support devices, made the Endless a little dissatisfied.

After a moment's careful study, the Infinite placed a metal tag on the Stasis Stand that held the Grand Inquisitor.

Collection Number: 5-17-356

[A Grand Inquisitor from the "Pure Humanity Faction."]

Note: The IQ and thinking logic of this collection are significantly different from those of most humans! Preliminary estimates show that this individual may have unknown damage to the brain center! In the terminology of carbon-based life, this unknown damage should be called [cerebral palsy].

Judging from the Grand Inquisitor's various confusing behaviors, this guy can indeed bear the title of "Cerebral Palsy"