Following the disastrous invasion of Sotha and the dimming of the Pharos' light, Gendor Skraivok languishes on board the VIII Legion flagship Nightfall. Distrusted by his allies and despised by his rivals, he nonetheless means to claw back leadership of the Night Lords from the pretender Captain Shang, by fair means or foul. And, rather than a portent of doom, the daemonic blade that seems to have chosen him as its bearer may be the answer…
Nouvelles - Guy Haley
The horrors of the Shadow Crusade are over – the Word Bearers and their World Eaters allies have been driven back, and peace restored to Ultramar. But a new danger has arisen – a political one, as Primarch Guilliman and his brothers have declared themselves rulers of a new Imperium. Lucretius Corvo, Ultramarines captain and survivor of many battles, is unsure. But he is to be honoured by the primarchs with the Laurel of Defiance for his heroism, and it would be foolish to voice his doubts in such a time…
Since he was crippled by rebel treachery on Sixty-Three Nineteen, Maloghurst ‘the Twisted’ has continued to serve Warmaster Horus as his closest aide and confidant. His loyalty has remained constant, but the XVI Legion has changed – rivalry and personal ambition run rife, and although Horus’s authority is supreme, his equerry’s is certainly not. When a daemonic plot to infest the Vengeful Spirit comes to light, Maloghurst reluctantly turns to the few allies he has left: the mysterious Davinites.
Seeking refuge, the remnants of the Night Lords fleet stumble across Imperium Secundus.
Si l'on occulte les fausses attentes données par la couverture et le manque de pertinence des nouvelles, il n'y aura malheureusement pas grand chose à retenir de ce petit recueil que nous devrions seulement considérer comme un bonus... et encore.
As Horus grinds the Imperium beneath his boot, emissaries from the XVIth Legion return to worlds sworn to the Warmaster during the Great Crusade to have them renew their fealty. With the Sons of Horus already at battle readiness over Sixty-Three Fourteen, a grim decision must be made.
Encore une nouvelle histoire "sympa mais sans plus" qui s'ajoute à la liste déjà longue des récits Horus Heresy dont on se passerait bien. A lire si vous en avez vraiment envie mais dans le genre il y a mieux.
When the vessel once known as the pilgrim ship Veritas Diras emerges from the warp after three centuries lost, it falls to Black Templars Castellan Adelard and his sword brothers to board the hulk and discover the fate of its crew and passengers. What they find goes against all that they hold dear and they vow to cleanse the vessel of its monstrous taint and return it to the Emperor’s light – or die in the process.
Sword Brother Brusc of the Black Templars clashes with his superiors and his warriors when he defies orders to abandon an Adepta Sororitas field hospital on Armageddon and instead devotes his forces to defending the sisters and patients who reside there against the depredations of the savage orks.
On the war-torn world of Armageddon, the Season of Fire is abating and the Season of Shadows beginning, and Marshal Brusc of the Black Templars faces a long journey across the ash wastes. But the enemy awaits even in the great and deadly expanse between hives and soon the Black Templars and their human charges find themselves assailed by ork ‘speed freaks’. A deadly chase begins…