The reptilian Seraphon strive tirelessly to advance the Great Plan of the Old Ones, returning true order and balance to realms warped by the Dark Gods. Their armies see cold-blooded saurians and ferocious scaled beasts fight together as a potent force – a fusion of predatory violence and esoteric cosmic power that few can withstand.
The Tyranids are alien predators invading the galaxy from the vast intergalactic void beyond its edges. Like swarming insects falling upon precious crops, they devour all before them – consuming life upon each world in their path, and leaving nothing but airless rocks in their wake. They are a threat to every sentient species in the galaxy, and their numbers are growing.
The Soulblight Gravelords are powerful undead monstrosities eternally hungering for the blood that sustains them. Led by cruel and immortal vampiric nobility, they go to war with hordes of undead thralls and twisted beasts. Each dynasty fights differently, attuned to their morbid commander's predilections – the Vengorian Lords are those who have succumbed to their bestial nature, leaving them just as warped in body as they are in soul.
The Space Marines are the Emperor’s will made manifest. They are his Angels of Death, and for ten thousand years, the Space Marine Chapters have been Humanity’s shield and sword in the face of the horrors that beset it. These genetically enhanced super-soldiers are among the greatest warriors to have ever existed, and their fast-moving spearhead forces employ high-speed tactics to strike like an armoured thunderbolt.
Devoted to endless slaughter, the World Eaters are fanatical worshippers of Khorne – led by their bestial Daemon Primarch, Angron. These fearsome Space Marines are augmented by strange devices known as the Butcher’s Nails, which are embedded in their brainstems and hammer relentlessly at their minds, driving them to deeds of unmatched brutality. The Nails push their wearers to madness, compounded over many millennia by the influence of the warp and the macabre rituals of the World Eaters Legion.
The Orks are the most savage and warlike species in the galaxy, and can be found infesting every one of its corners, forever seeking their next big fight. The Beast Snaggas are a particular 'subkultur' of Orks, who shun fancy gadgets in favour of more traditional tools – muscles, choppas, and tamed squigs. They chase down the biggest and most impressive targets, from alien monsters to hulking war machines, in order to prove their sheer tuffness.
The Astra Militarum is a monolithic military force, soldiers and vehicles beyond number spread across war zones throughout the galaxy. Its inexhaustible armies are the Emperor's hammer and the Imperium’s shield. They defend countless worlds from invasion and rebellion, and wrest back lost territory in grand crusades. Faced with ancient monsters and extragalactic horrors, the troops and tanks of the Astra Militarum stand together, acting as one to crush any opposition with brutal and undaunted resolve.
New races in the galaxy are as redoubtable, courageous or determined as the Kin who make up the Leagues of Votann. Nor are many as ruthless when it comes to the risk-and-reward calculus of war. To face them in battle is to stand before an armoured avalanche that crushes all in its path. It is to be appraised and then brusquely dealt with by attackers who see you as little more than an obstruction to wealth and glory – or else as a hated nemesis, whose annihilation is worth any cost.
The Slaves to Darkness march through the Mortal Realms in the name of the Dark Gods, ever pushing back against Sigmar’s dreams of peace and prosperity. They have suffered and sacrificed to conquer this land – and inflicted suffering in turn. Now none will halt their renewed advance, in a tide of blackened armour, twisted bulk, and trampling hooves.
The Bretonnians are a warlike and valiant people who willingly seek out battle as a way of securing personal honour and pride. Their armies are feared and respected throughout the Old World, marching to war in the name of the Lady of the Lake, and sweeping aside all opposition on the field of battle.
An Age of Darkness has descended upon the galaxy. Horus Lupercal, Warmaster of the Emperor's armies, has turned against his gene-father and sent the Imperium spiralling into bloody civil war. Of the eighteen great Space Marine Legions, finest of all humanity's soldiers, fully half have sided with the traitorous Warmaster, while the remainder stand staunchly loyal to the Emperor. It is a war of brother against brother, Space Marine against Space Marine, which has seen the might of the Imperium's vast armies turned upon itself in a cataclysm of fire and blood.
The Tomb Kings are the true monarchs of the Undead. They ruled a vast and mighty civilisation at a time when other human nations were still barbarians, and now, thousands of years after their deaths, they have been awakened. Rising from their sarcophagi, the mummified Tomb Kings possess the same thirst for conquest that drove them in life. They march forth to reclaim their rightful dominion over the kingdoms of the living, and woe betide any that stand in their way.