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Mighty battleships cruise the cold void of interstellar space. The Imperium of Man holds sway over a million worlds. But this is a dark time, where technology is regarded with suspicion and dread, and where daemons lurk in the shadows. The future of mankind hangs in the balance... Sekundar. A vital planet where an ancient waystation relays the navigational beacon into this quadrant of the galaxy. Without it, the entire sector will fall to the ravaging powers of Chaos. The planet is doomed... The massed and brutal armies of Garshûl the Destroyer, Ork Warlord, are at the gates of Sekundar. They plan to release an ancient and unspeakable evil from its prison beneath the citadel. An ancient prophecy... Unless the prophecy of the bloodblade is more than a legend. Unless the ancient scribes of Sekundar spoke true when they foretold that one day the sword would be returned to save their world. Now is that time... Leonatos. Blood Angel. Space Marine. Mighty warrior. Measureless hero. Vampire... Is this the salvation Sekundar hoped for? Technology, superstition, sorcery and ritual. Action, intrigue, bravery, treachery and despair. The sacred quest of ten thousand years to again defeat an ancient foe. BloodQuest In a universe without hope, there are still heroes... Captain Leonatos and his Blood Angels must return to save Sekundar from certain destruction after an absence of ten thousand years. Both more and less than human, these bio-engineered near-immortal warriors must strive to contain the bloodlust that is the legacy of the flawed genetic seed from which they were created. Aloof and proud, they will yet learn to respect the desperate struggles of the local warriors with whom they must ally to defeat the hideous foes set against them. |
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