AdvertisementElement Games - Wargaming Webstore
"We watch them as they move, slow, methodical, deliberate, and we see their strength. Their mechanical minds are capable of incredible intellectual feats, their bodies are resilient, and strong, their advance inexorable. And yet, for all their strength, for...
++Ecclesiarchy System Wide Broadcast by Cardinal Boreas+++ Hail to you, my innumerable flock! For four score decades the brave men of the Astra Militarum have fought and won countless battles against the vile xenos who dare to defy mankind's manifest...
"A sound like thunder roared across a grey sky so thick with ash and smoke it choked what little sunlight dared touch the blasted and cracked ground below. Only it wasn’t thunder, but the death scream of a gunship...
The brazen host advanced towards the impenetrable murk that shrouded their foes. The cold, hard light of a dying star glinted off their bronze and crimson mk X armour. A cohort of Primaris marines lead the way, elegant and...
Khargûls chainaxe screamed as it swept downwards, it's reving engine drowning out the death scream of its victim. The cultists head bounced and rolled clear as its body flopped to the floor. The cultists face betrayed the fear that...
+Transcript of message received via system wide data burst on Helica IV+ Rejoice primatives, for today you will be given a chance to prolong your insignificant existence. In full accordance with the honour codes of Necrontyr, I, Lord Tauromon, master...
The howling of the wind was lost behind the scream of xenos particle whips and the sharp crack of gauss flayers. The undying cohorts of Necrons warriors marched in perfect lock step, every rank unleashing volleys in unison as...
Zarathustra thrust his open palm forwards in an unhurried and seemingly innocous gesture that nevertheless sent his heretic astartes opponent sprawling, his ceramite breastplate and reinforced ribcage caved in. His spear spun in his free hand as he swivelled...
The shriek of shuriken projectiles ripping through the miasma that enveloped their targets sounded like the screams of vengeful wraiths from beyond the veil of tears to be quickly followed by the sharp cracks of the disc-like rounds shattering...
The clatter of brother Alenso's boltgun on full auto almost drowned out the bestial roar of the rapidly approaching Ork horde. Almost. Spittle flew from gaping tusked maws as the xenos charged towards the scouts with their violently crude...

Recent Posts