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If the band members of Powerwolf aren't Warhammer 40k fans. I'll be very disappointed.

Brother this is the best Imperial propaganda I've yet to see! Hail the Emperor!

This is amazing keep it up

While we cannot guarantee against Holy Terra's invasion, we will defend the seat of our civilization. For millennia we have fought against the forces of Khaos and xenos, and shall continue to do so! If necessary, for years...if necessary, alone. We shall continue to the bloody end! We shall fight them in the air, we shall fight them on the sea, the land, the hills the streets and infi ite black of space!

Que epico....

🤓 for the emperor 🤓 for the imperium 🗿 for humanity

This is the theme song of the loyalist Night Lords. The scariest traitor marine hunters in the galaxy cause no one knows they exist until they find a field of impaled World Eaters next to a battlefield.

The warrior's battle. Воинов битва.

Ya me dieron ganas de ir a madrea herejes quien se une

the God Emperor Protects

За императора!!!

The battle of five armies song

Space UN vs space Commies 😂

2:05 who she? whats name movie

befor watching, i recommendreading the bible for greater emotional effects and crusader spirit

There's the Holy imperium of man The ancient Aeldarii The peaceful Taus The chaotic chaos And then theres just Ork Boyz

Dude your videos are amazing ❤❤❤❤

Beurk

The Indomitable Power of Space Racism!

Hella late to this but I love how the ending implies that the Purification ending is the canon one for this

Ya"ilahiahi, Putri Bos nya Masya Allah Berkah 2 RAHASIA

Emperor of mankind: once again for billionth time im not a god you damn idiots.

we gonna be racist towards aliens before we even meet them 😂

Tankred overcome

The fact that there is a full on orchestral cover of the song in bloodbornes style makes me uneasy watching these, even if they are this well edited, you should check it out.

Imagine the imperium of man invading and conquering the star wars galaxy during the clone wars

Their Sacrifice is our strength and our strength is enough to bring us honor in Death.

I think I just realised why a dead space marine terrifies me a little I’m so used to the idea they’re 10 foot war machines, not overly compassionate, but protectors. And if something can stop THEM… may the emperor protect and pray for us

THIS is WHY I LOVE Warhammer!

За Императора!!!

This video is giving me the old GMV youtube days

AOT and 40K same energy

this end edit is sick

this is really fucking good

WH40K is an ocean of lore and intrigue I'm constantly afraid of drowning in.

FOR THE GREATER GOOD !

This feels like a 2011 video, rather than one made in 2022.

0:39 Omnissiah?

Rage my brethren!! Rage against the dying of the light!! Rage against the darkness

Blood of Sanguinius!

Even the video to the song was mastercrafted 👍

Glorious melee!

“'I… am… not…'But now Khârn saw the circle complete. He saw what seven years of total war had done to the Imperium. He saw what its warriors had been turned into. He had a vision, even then, in the midst of the most strenuous and lung-bursting fighting he had ever experienced, of thousands of warriors in this very mould, marching out from fortresses of unremitting bleakness, every one of them as unyielding and soul-dead and fanatical as this one, never giving up, not because of any positive cause in which they believed, but because they had literally forgotten how to cede ground. And he saw then how powerful that could be, and how long it could last, and what fresh miseries it would bring to a galaxy already reeling under the hammer of anguish without limits, and then he, even he, even Khârn the Faithful, shuddered to his core. Khârn and Sigismund’s last bout at the Siege of Terra. It this extract that always gets to me. Full context below: 'I… am… not…'But now Khârn saw the circle complete. He saw what seven years of total war had done to the Imperium. He saw what its warriors had been turned into. He had a vision, even then, in the midst of the most strenuous and lung-bursting fighting he had ever experienced, of thousands of warriors in this very mould, marching out from fortresses of unremitting bleakness, every one of them as unyielding and soul-dead and fanatical as this one, never giving up, not because of any positive cause in which they believed, but because they had literally forgotten how to cede ground. And he saw then how powerful that could be, and how long it could last, and what fresh miseries it would bring to a galaxy already reeling under the hammer of anguish without limits, and then he, even he, even Khârn the Faithful, shuddered to his core. 'I… am… not…'He fought on, now out of wild desperation, because this could not be allowed to go unopposed, this could not be countenanced. There was still pleasure, there was still heat and honour and the relish of a kill well made, but it would all be drowned by this cold flood if not staunched here, on Terra, where their kind had first been made, where the great spectacle of hubris had been kicked off. He had to stand. He had to resist, for humanity, for a life lived with passion, for the glorious pulse of pain, of sensation, of something. 'I… am… not…' he panted, his vision going now, his hands losing their grip, 'as… damaged…'The Black Sword came at him, again, again. It was impossible, this way of fighting - too perfect, too uncompromising, without a thread of pity, without a kernel of remorse. He never even saw the killing strike, the sword-edge hurled at him with all the weight of emptiness, the speed of eternity, so magnificent in its nihilism that even the Great God within him could only watch it come. Thus was Khârn cut down. He was despatched in silence, cast to the earth with a frigid disdain, hacked and stamped down into the ashes of a civilisation, his throat crushed, his skull broken and chest caved in. He was fighting even as his limbs were cut into bloody stumps, even as the reactor in his warp-thrumming armour died out, raging and thrashing to the very end, but by then that was not enough. The last thing he saw, on that world at least, was the great dark profile of his slayer, the black templar, turning his immaculate blade tip down and making ready to end the last bout the two of them would ever fight. 'Not… as… damaged,' gasped Khârn, in an agony greater than anything the Nails could ever have given him, but with more awareness of the ludic cruelty of the universe than he had ever possessed before, 'as… you.' And then the sword fell, and the god left him, dead amid the ruins of his ancient home.“ - Warhawk, the Siege of Terra: Volume 6.

It's time for emperor to wake his ass up and take command once more.

Didn't think I'd find another Kæl on here! Keep up the good work, lad! 💪

IM SO FUCKING PUMPED UP RN I COULD KILL A COUGAR WITH MY BARE HANDS LETS GOOOOOOOO

ESTO ES ARTE

Good to hear Minthara found a new cult of white haired warrior bitches after getting true polymorphed

FOR THE MUTHA FUCKING EMPEROR!!!!!!

!!!!!