Cyrpheruss Invasion Part 4: Unleashed Fury

(General POV)

Location the Warhammer 40k World-The Materium/Realspace: The Outer Rim of the Milky Way-North, Outside of Anarkarr Stars-Tombworld Cyrpheruss Surface-Necron vs. Daemons of Chaos

Nearly three weeks since the Soulless War, has begun on Cyrpheruss.

The Necrons were mercilessly fighting the chaotic daemons of the Dark Gods of Chaos, with the said chaotic daemons were actually fighting well together, but only by the command and authorities of the Elder Daemons, currently fighting on Cyrpheruss.

Ahhephokh was slaying/banishing all the daemons that stood in his way, all the while his warriors, and a couple of doomstalkers, were unleashing all their fury onto the daemons in a hail of neon-green plasma blasts, while the doomstalkers fire high-powered, and condensed bright neon-green, death rays at the enemy.

Mordred noticed the bigger threats being the doomstalkers, so rising his massive bolter-mounted claw, at them and began to shot at them, seeing their Elder Daemon, the observers, stalkers, void wraiths, saw-disk armed mortifinis, and other Carnage daemons with range capabilities were attacking along several other daemons, including the skull cannons of Khorne, providing the Ultimate Slaughterer aid against the massive walkers of the necrons.

While Mordred was focused on the canoptek walkers, Gallon and Kratos along with their respected daemonic legions, charged forward to face Ahhephokh directly.

As Vilitch they choice to lead their tzeentchian forces, along with some of the Dark Harbinger's daemons, to flank the necrons, with his azure three clawed feet stomping through the white sands, with screamers, cockatrice, mindsteale sphiranxes, and even stalkers and death stingers, rushing beside the Cursed Twins, as Vilitch rises his staff and commanded the flamers and fluxing eyes to charge ahead and strike the enemy, before they can react against them or try to split up.

For the glory of Tzeentch, Vilitch, swears that these false immortals shall die in the name of the Lord of All Change, and just like the twins predicted, while the Necron Overlord, was fighting against the elder daemon servents of the Blood God, and the Rot Lord, they'll deal with the rest that were splintering off the main enemy force.

Ahhephokh was fighting against carnage, blood, and plague daemons, when some balrogs charged at him, and he sent a message to some of his necron warriors, sentinels, and lokhust destroyers, to splinter off and reach the targeted tomb, where their aircrafts are resting.

But once again the damn servent of the Gods of the Warp, enticipated his move as the tzeentchian forces, were on the way to engage his splinter force.

This further enraged Ahhephokh, as he let out a frustrated, and angered, metallic sounding grunt, a couple of flesh hounds, and poxbringers were aiming straight for him, and in response Ahhephokh once again powered-up his Abyssal Staff, and charged at the daemons standing before him.

He swung his plasma, sparking staff at one of the high-daemons of Nurgle, blowing through it, burning and tearing through the rotting green flesh, and spoiled innards of the poxbringer, infected black blood stained the sands.

Bring back his staff, he swung widely to the right, towards a couple of flesh hounds, that growled and roared at him from the side, before they could either attack or pounce on the Necron Overlord, he was already in mid-swing of his staff, blowing and burning through the draconian hounds' heads, killing and banishing them.

More and more daemons were surrounding Ahhephokh, and one or couple of daemons were falling to his power and rage.

As the Canoptek Scarabs, started to swarm and crawl onto Ahhephokh, with the sole purpose of healing some of the damage that he has suffered in this three-week long war.

But as the scarabs were to slow and unable to willstand the crippling warlockish sorcery of the laharlish daemons, a Abyssal Defiler, known as Kha'braxi, a Greater Daemon of Carnage that made his name known amongst his daemonic kin, during the Kolbaline invasion.

Kha'braxi lifting his daemonic scepter, he chanted in dark tongue to cast, [Curse of Weakness] upon all the scarab mechs and the Necron Overlord, which caused a system crash in the scarabs mainframes, and forced Ahhephokh down onto a knee.

This was humiliating to the Necron Overlord, forced to this pitiful state, so using his strong will and pride, Ahhephokh pushed himself back to his feet, and fire a huge plasma blast at Kha'braxi.

Who quickly responded to the incoming attack, by erecting a barrier of daemonic energy around himself, as Ahhephokh's blast hit him and knocked him away, as a large number scarabs, fell off his form, Ahhephokh was barely repaired from all the damages he suffered.

Standing straight he walked back into the fight, with his optics glowing menacing, as hus enemies were closing in on him...

Vilitch and Thomin were fighting against more necrons, with Thomin cleaving through necrodermis with ease with his enchanted, daemonic greatsword, when one necron warrior tried to fire plasma at closer range of him, Thomin responded by swinging his flail, smashing and exploding the head of the necron, causing a small explosion and spark to fly from the lifeless, headless necron's body.

At the same moment, Vilitch was casting and launching bolts of magic, at the enemies, meanwhile the flamers under their command, swoop together their maw-ending arms spewing tzeentchian fire, at the necron, the magically empowered flames of Change, causing various effects to the "burning" victims, they melted, or crystallize, or even explode on the contact of them flames, a wide spread wall of blue and pink tinted, whitish-blue flames consumed, several necrons.

The screamers that weren't circling around the Hallowed Temples of the Changer, were diving and slicing through not only the warriors, spyders, and even a doomstalker that walked over and joined, this splinter group of necrons.

Gallon with the combined forces of his plague-kin, khornate, and laharlish daemons with in the middle of massive fight against the main forces of the Necron Overlord, Ahhephokh, Kratos was fighting the same force in a another area, while Mordred was more focused on taking down the doomstalkers, as more were joining the assault against the Ultimate Slaughterer.

Gallon was truly enjoying the death and battle, as one of his heads, the left-head was spewing massive gastric projectiles, the right-head was breathing out acidic, nauseous miasma, covering the area in a deadly, thick green haze, while the central head "looked" and sorbayed the battlefield, regardless of not possessing eyes, and he spotted a target.

A group of three Lokhust Destroyers, floating and shoting down their daemonic forces, Gallon then a addresses the Greater Plague Daemons, "Great Unclean Ones!! Rotten!! Destroy those false reapers, and show them true meaning of death." this Greater Daemons, laugh and cheered as they stomped and crawled toward the assigned target by Gallon.

With that taken care of, Gallon mentally instructed his other heads to stop attacking, as he stomped his way back into the main battle.

Kratos launched one of his chains, at one of the necrons, stabbing it into the chest of said necron, pulling it at himself and in a powerful spin, smash and explode the necron.

With the other chain, Kratos, he swung and slash every necron, slicing and burning through all the bodies of the necrons in his sight, once several necrons were slain by him, he retracted/retrieve his [Blades of Chaos], and switch with his [Leviathan Axe].

Holding the Nordic, runic axe in his hand, he started to transform into his daemonic form, as size increased, great burning horns, beard, and wings burst out of him, amplifying his wrath, bloodlust, strength, and power, as his Leviathan Axe, reacted to Kratos' true form and power, causing Kratos daemonic turned right-arm to be cover in frost and ice crystals, all the while to the elbow.

With a mighty roar, worthy of a Spartan, Kratos leap into battle, grasping his axe with both claws, rising over his head, and causing it to glow in power and emanate intense frost.

When the necrons noticed the incoming Kratos, they scramble to aim and attack him solely, ignoring all other enemies to take down the Daemon of Sparta, Kratos was free-falling throught all the plasma blasts, passing beside of his form, as he smashed his Leviathan Axe to the desert ground, causing a gigantic burst of ice and frost, freezing and impaling all the necrons, caught in the blast zone of Kratos' attack.

Pulling his axe, from the frozen sand and crystal, that was created by his axe, a frozen spot of Cyrpheruss, Kratos toss his axe to the side and stabbing into a sentinel's side, causing great damage and freezing the canoptek construct, as the force of Kratos' weapon throw, causing it to stumble and smash against any close by necron.

When the sentinel stopped rolling across the desert, completely broken and dead, Kratos "hmm" and stretching out his right arm, with a open hand the Leviathan Axe, tore out the sentinel and flew back to Kratos' hand.

Rushing into battle, he cut and chop through all his enemies, while the pyre fiends, the giant burning, devil head, daemonic spirits came to support their Elder Daemon, breathing out, great streams of hellfire or balls of infernal flames at their enemies.

This war was intensifying every single passing moment, and across the Materium many were starting to only feel the surging, growing power of Chaos, pulsating in the northern edge of the Milky Way Galaxy.

(Anathema POV)

Location the Feudalworld Earth:2030s-Unknown Area; Anathema's Hidden Chamber

I've finished my latest meditation session, further enhancing my understanding of my powers.

Occasionally I leave my chosen chamber of isolation, to see the progress mankind has achieved, machinery and engineering has reached a whole new level, with some dependence on Artificial Intelligence, while I don't trust such a unnatural born life, I see the need for it so mankind can progress further on...but lately, I could sense a growing disturbance in the Galaxy, the damn evil entity and tyrants of the Warp, were causing great turmoil on the world.

Leaving the cavern, and was meet with intense cold, ice and cold from the snow covered mountains I'm hidding away, looking at the beautiful blue skies, I can sense the forces of Chaos, were active again.

Damn them, whatever my enemies are up to I must be ready to intervene if needed...Chaos!!

You shall not have my world, or the souls of my people, finally religion is dying in this world and science along with progress is dominating as it should, soon I'll start my latest purge, I'll erase all records of ancient religion, and replace it with atheism.

(I just wanted to show a little update of the state Earth is as soon the Age of Progress/Terra is happening, and also show my version of why religion disappeared from Terra, until the Last Church incident.)

(General POV)

Location the Immaterium: The Neutral Zone of Chaos, the Mount Olympus-The Palace of the Dark Gods; The Council Chamber of Calamities

The Dark Gods, were eating a small feast in Council Chamber, not wanting to miss anything happening in the Soulless War.

The Dark One was watching as his wives Chi, and Jade, along with his sister-in-law, Valkia were feeding their babies, while Laharl, Khorne, Nurgle, and Tzeentch, were drinking some their own brew of Ambrossia, watching as their Elder Daemons, were destroying everything on the battlefield, especially Gallon and Kratos.

Gallon was spreading death and disease across the battleground, while Kratos rip and tear everything to the Dark One's mind, he imagine that this would happen if they ever created a game of Kratos in any sort of Sci-fi setting, like their world, almost like the legendary Slayer from Doom.

Speaking of the legendary Doomslayer, he'd be a perfect champion of Chaos, or more likely a Khornate Champion.

By saving his precious bunny, and if it wasn't a uncanon meme, Laharl would summon and give the Doomslayer's most favorite person to be with him, Isabelle from Animal Crossing.

The Dark One, was planning to head to the Doomworld, after the Great Horned Rat, Ultnarth, is apart of their world and pantheon, as the Doomslayer's world will prove to be a treasure throve for him and his brothers, as they can obtain not only the Doomslayer into the service of Chaos, but also take all the daemonic weapons and creatures into their service as well.

As Laharl took another swing from his Ambrossia, Tzeentch commented on his second elder daemon, pinning down the forces of Ahhephokh, as this war continues on, now already a month plus some weeks have passed since the start of the Soulless Wars.

That's when Nurgle felt a tug on his raggy loincloth and chains, looking down he saw his sweet little Eveline, came for some affection and attention, making Nurgle smile and laugh affectionly, as he picked up his daughter and let her join their little conversation.

She showed respect to her uncles, which Laharl responded like a loving uncle, while Khorne was his usual stubborn and stoic, while he didn't show it, Eveline knew that Uncle Khorne cared, meanwhile Tzeentch just laughed and shrugged his eight shoulders to Eveline's affectionous salutation...that's probably the most affectionate demonstration to a family member that isn't his wife-to-be.

Regardless, they kept on talking and watching the battle unfold, Laharl spoke to his brothers, "Brothers, I think it's time for some much needed "reinforcements" for our forces. Don't you guys, think so?" saying the question, with a tone and look of malice.

Immediately his brothers, caught on exactly on what their older brother, meant by "reinforcements", and they all showed a clear aura a malignant intent over their forms.

Location the Materium/Realspace: The Outer Rim of the Milky Way-North, Outside of Anarkarr Stars-Tombworld Cyrpheruss Surface-Necron vs. Daemons of Chaos

Back again in Cyrpheruss, the Soulless War was still ongoing, it almost been a couple months since this chaotic battle between immortal beings has started.

While the two forces fought, a couple new Warp-rifts open into reality, specifically three massive rifts that belong to Khorne, Laharl, and Nurgle.

This clearly meant that the Dark Gods were sending more daemons from the Warp onto Cyrpheruss, to provide aid and support to the daemonic legions already on the planet.

In the sickly green rift, came a massive swarm of plague scorpionlings, numbering the thousands, then came the matriarch of infected, scorpion daemons.

It was Skorpious the fourth elder daemon, and the great Elder Hellbeast of the Plague Garden, the crystal, spore and fungus covered titanic scorpion elder daemon, as the eight legs, crawl into the white desert and her three-splitted stingers, sway and drip unimaginable poison from the stinger-points, Skorpious she let a roar, as she rush to battle in the command of Grandfather.

From the crimson and scarlet rift, came out the three headed, titanic, draconian daemonic hound and elder daemon of Khorne.

This is Karanak, the second Elder Daemon of Khorne, and the Apex Hunter Beast of the Blood God, as they came out the rift, thousands of flesh hounds and wrathful cerberuses have also cross over into reality, Karanak roared releasing hellfire from their three mouths, and he lead his pack into the latest hunt that his master the Blood God, a set him loose upon.

Lastly from the violet, black and maroon rift came a large amount of highly mutated Warp Spawns cross over ahead of the hellbeast that was unleashed upon Cyrpheruss.

Stomping out of the rift is the titanic, violet tinten, grey-skinned giant hellbeast, Nidhog the third Elder Daemon of Carnage, and the Destroyer, it massive arms, stomping onto the sands, and multi-arachnid like legs crawling/carrying the ever mutating form of Nidhog, and just like the ST-Demogorgon, it roared splitting his mouth like a twisted, flower like maw with rows razor-sharp teeth, shown to all.

The three Elder Hellbeasts of Carnage, Blood, and Plague were set loose on the necrons, commanded to obey the orders of Mordred, Kratos, Gallon, and Vilitch.

It was clear that the Chaos Gods, wanted to total annihilation for the necrons of Cyrpheruss, Ahhephokh was shocked at the sight of three titanic sized daemonic monsters.

Immediately all the Elder Hellbeasts, started to attack, with Skorpious shooting acidic stingers at the necrons, upon hitting a unfortunate necron, either melt to death or crystallize dead.

Nidhog, channeled it's daemonic power, closing it mouth as Warp-energy of neon-violet, mauve, maroon, white, and grey was glowing and shining through the open splits of the mouth of Nidhog, as it open a bolts and spark of purple struck the sand causing mutation onto the white sand.

Sensing the danger, Ahhephokh rush to avoid the upcoming attack, and he ordered his warriors to escape, but once Nidhog, completely open its mouth, Nidhog fired a massive beam of pure Warp-energy, destroying everything caught in the path of destruction.

Lastly Karanak, having not drastically increased in size, but also the range and option of his attack.

Each head breathe out some hell fireballs, spitting them in rapid succession, like a hellish volley, causing huge explosions with every fireball, crashing onto the ground.

Ahhephokh never expected this level of power and devastation from the reinforcements of the enemy, he tries to connect to any other remaining tombs on Cyrpheruss for reinforcements, but this was the limit for warriors that he can call upon.

Growling in rage, he smashed his Abyssal Staff onto the ground, causing a small plasma explosion on the sand, Ahhephokh send a command to his spyders and scarabs to repair all the still active and operating units of his army.

While distracted his sensors picked up an incoming threat, heading towards him a great speed and force.

Reacting as fast as he can, Ahhephokh, he smashed the bottom of his empowered staff onto the ground, and thus forming a dome barrier of transparent neon-green electric currents and plasma over himself.

Then a runic, frost colored and covered axe smashed against his dome, causing the two forces to clash against each other and knock Ahhephokh far away...

As Ahhephokh systems were rebooting, and his optics become operational again, he can see a daemonic silhouette in the sandcloud, as the axe on the sand, launched itself back into the sandcloud, it was clear that this will be the greatest and most intense duel that Ahhephokh, ever faced before.