Word Bearers 3 - Dark Creed by Warhammer

Author:Warhammer [Warhammer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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A fraction of a second later the Dreadclaw hit the ground with spine-compacting force, its talons

embedding deep into marble.

Restraint harnesses were retracted instantly and the Word Bearers piled out of the assault pod

behind Marduk, roaring with fury and hatred.

Enemy soldiers were falling back away from them, and Marduk’s pupils contracted as he

focused on this prey.

“Come, my brethren!” he bellowed. “Let us murder them!”

The Dark Apostle hurled himself into the fray, hacking and cutting like a berserker. Bolters

bucked like angry beasts in the hands of the Word Bearers, and chainswords revved furiously as

their hunger was sated on the blood of these pathetic specimens of humanity. Only after these first

soldiers were slaughtered did Marduk take in his location.

They had landed in the middle of a large column-edged square, overlooked by towering arched

bastions and profane temples. Soaring arched bridges and flyways crossed far overhead, and huge

weighted royal blue banners stitched with Imperialist propaganda and symbols were draped down

their sides. Statues stood atop the massive columns, and Marduk snarled in hatred as he saw that

they were depictions of White Consuls and Ultramarines, standing sentinel in heroic poses, bolters

clasped in hands and heads wreathed in ivy.

Other Dreadclaws were streaming down from the heavens. Several crashed nearby, causing the

ground to crack beneath them. One of them brought a towering statue of a Space Marine captain

plummeting to the ground as it hit it with the force of a falling meteor, smashing it to splinters.

Another struck one of the high arched bridges and broke straight through, leaving a gaping hole

before slamming down into the middle of an ostentatious fountain. A great spume of water and

steam was sent up as the glowing red assault pod hit home.

One drop-pod was shredded by flak as it descended, and came apart in mid-air, trailing black

smoke, flames and debris. Astartes figures could be seen silhouetted against the fire as they tumbled

from the shattered Dreadclaw.

It took Marduk a moment to assess his location, estimating that they had been driven several

hundred metres off course. He saw their target up ahead and with a roar led his warriors in its

direction, sprinting across the square as the sky overhead was torn apart by gunfire, streaming

missiles and rapidly descending drop-pods.

Their objective loomed up ahead of them, and Marduk stared up at it hatefully. The gigantic,

broad-based tower squatted at the north end of the square, replete with statuary and bas-relief of

famous White Consuls battles. Fifty-metre-high lance battery barrels protruded from its gleaming,

golden dome, and dozens of flak-cannon turrets and missile racks bristled down its sides. The

weight of fire from this tower was immense, and Marduk saw several Dreadclaws ripped apart.

There were a dozen such towers within the landing zone, and each of them was marked as priority

targets for the assaulting Chaos Legion.

The air tingled with electricity and there was a sudden influx of air before the lance battery fired.

Were it not for the autosensors of his helmet dimming his vision at the sudden burst of light,

Marduk would have been blinded temporarily as it fired. A beam of pure light stabbed upwards

towards the distant Word Bearers fleet in high orbit.

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