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The Great Rift has torn the Emperor's realm in two. Ancient alien empires rise from the ashes of prehistory to claw at the dying stars. Predatory nightmares boil from the outer darkness, while everywhere the veil of reality wears thin and the flames of war rise ever higher. Day by day, battle upon battle, the galaxy careens ever closer to total annihiliation.
As the massive space hulks known as the Arks of Omen spread the flames of Abaddon’s war across the galaxy, a powerful agent of the Inquisition ignites an ancient archeotech beacon – praying that its light might drive back the darkness. Yet that which burns bright may be seen from afar. Deep in the void, the hateful gaze of Angron, Daemon Primarch of the World Eaters, is drawn towards the light. Driven by his fury, the Red Angel vows to drown the beacon in blood.
At the end of a long and bloody road, the armies of the Farsight Enclaves stand poised to secure final victory over the Ork hordes. As Commander Farsight's audacious attack reaches a critical stage, an Ark of Omen and its attendant Balefleet erupt from the warp to shatter the balance of the conflict.
The Arks of Omen have sown terror and death from one side of the galaxy to the other. Despite the efforts of those who opposed them, their masters have gathered enough arcane artefacts for Vashtorr the Arkifane to fashion his monstrous Key. The hour draws nigh when the daemon and the Despoiler will between them awaken this engine of terrible power.
Vashtorr the Arkifane, daemon demigod of the soul forges, has fixed his gaze upon the Rock. Somewhere deep within the spacefaring battle station and fortress-monastery of the Dark Angels lies a prize that the Arkifane will spend countless lives to seize. Gathering a terrifying Balefleet around him, riding to battle aboard the most vast and grotesque Ark of Omen yet, Vashtorr closes his ironclad talons around the heart of the Dark Angels Chapter and prepares to crush it.
The Baneblade is a super-heavy tank outfitted with a bewildering array of weapons, even for a vehicle of its prodigious size. Each Baneblade serves as a mobile bastion, as well as a symbol of pride to those who march alongside it. The Baneblade hull also serves as the basis for a number of more specialised variants employed by the Solar Auxilia – including the Hellhammer, which exchanges the standard Baneblade battlecannon with a Hellhammer cannon that sacrifices range for increased destructive capabilities.
The Idoneth Deepkin are a mysterious race of aelves who dwell within the oceans of the Mortal Realms, emerging from their watery seclusion to plunder the souls of land-dwellers – a grim harvest upon which their very survival depends.
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Even in the Age of Darkness, the monumental architecture of the fledgling Imperium tends towards impressive edifices, a combination of baroque and gothic elements mixed with militaristic structures designed to stand in even the harshest environments.
Across the war-torn worlds of the Age of Darkness, massive armies battle amongst ruined cities. Nowhere is the cost of war more evident than areas where entire blocks have been bombarded, or suffered the tread of mighty Titans.
The Silent King and his Necron legions have expanded the boundaries of the Nephilim Anomaly, raising sinister noctilith pylons upon world after world. Whole systems have vanished beneath this smothering anti-psychic shroud, but the Necrons' efforts to sever realspace from the warp have not gone unopposed. A fresh Imperial armada, overseen by the acquisitive Archmagos Cawl, has struck deep into the Nephilim Anomaly. But have they come to topple the ominous noctilith technology of their enemies, or to harvest and exploit it for themselves?