Author Note: I am sick apparently Nurgle was not pleased with what I was writing.
FUCK YOU NURGLE AND I SWEAR ONE DAY MR CLEAN WILL FIND YOU!
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Alastor's Psychic sense already told him that the Doombull lumbering towards him was not a normal Minotaur, he could feel it's body dipped--more like saturated in the warp's essence.
Specifically a very bloodthirsty, wrathful, hateful and violent essence that combined with it's distinct red tone and his limited foreknowledge already told him which Chaos God this Beastkin was the champion of.
The Blood God Khorne.
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Back on the walls Alyn saw what type of Beast was approaching his liege through his binoculars, his eyes widened seeing it was a light damned Doombull!
"Robert! Christopher! Take aim and shoot!" Alyn quickly instructed the two snipers amongst the Royal Guard who quickly took aim at the Doombull's head and shot.
Yet when the lethal concentrated laser beams hit it they at most caused a scratch as the Doombull looked more annoyed than injured.
"What!?" Alyn was shocked seeing the shots hit through his scopes but do nothing, sadly he didn't possess much knowledge regarding the Warp/Aether much less about the Dark Gods.
So he didn't know that followers of Khorne especially Champions gain powerful resistance against sorcery and ranged weapons.
Add in the fact that Minotaurs are known for their powerful vitality, durability and strength especially in regards to Doombulls meant this result wasn't surprising.
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Back with Alastor he frowned seeing the shots do virtually nothing he knew the Royal Guards armaments were all high quality he also worked on different weapons for the Guards to use to test out his weapon making skills.
Those shots were powerful enough to cleanly go through most metallic alloys with only the elite warriors of other races and nations having armours and ways to protect themselves.
ROOOOOAAAARRRRRR!!!.
The Doombull gave a piercing roar that seemed to revitalize the Beastkin ranks while causing panic to the human side of the army!
Multiple soldiers fell down either flat or on their knees as they felt their ears rings and the smell of great amounts of gore and blood assaulted them even if they were a significant distance away from the battlefield.
Quite a few of them even felt their visions shift for a moment from the surrounding to a place filled with Blood to the point the sky and the ground was blood red!
And...were....those whispers?
The Royal Guard fared better but even their faces tensed in concentration as they tried to centre themselves.
"By the Light when could Doombulls or even Minotaurs use sorcery!?...wait no.....this is something else!"
Alyn had seen and even fought against his fair share of Mages and he could instinctually feel whatever supernatural force the Beastkin leader used was not sorcery if anything it felt much more primal and raw!
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The Doombull bent his knees and in speeds that seemed very out of proportion with his size and build rushed towards Alastor while hefting his large blood red axe.
Alastor kept his composure as he brought up sword and axe in a cross shaped guard which was soon hit by the Doombull's swing.
His eyes widened slightly as he was blasted easily more than a dozen meters away even the ground he planted his feet on broke trying to stop his momentum.
'Strong! A hell of a lot stronger!' The Doombull was upon him again and this time Alastor dodged the next attack before successfully slicing through it's torso as a torrent of blood flew.
But to Alastor's surprise the Doombull acted if nothing happened and once more swung at him hard as Alastor hastily brought up Reckoning to counter it.
Only for his eyes to widen in shock as Reckoning's disruptive field clashed with the aura released from the other axe's blood red runes until finally Alastor axe flew from his grasp far away and he hastily dodged the follow up hit by backflipping away!
'Damn it, I shouldn't have underestimated this thing, but enough is enough!'
Alastor knew from his foreknowledge that the most efficient and "easy" way to kill Chaos Champions and Banish Daemons was either through the use of Fire or...
GOOD OLD MELEE!
Giving his own warcry Alastor did not hold back his power and also dashed at high speeds towards the Doombull with Dawn in hand.
What ensured was a brutal and fast paced melee between the Khornate Doombull and the young Primarch!
Each clash of Sword and Axe caused shockwaves as the air around them exploded with raw power.
The ground itself was torn apart whenever one of their strikes hit it causing craters and for large dust clouds to form around them which were blown apart in the next clash!
Alastor's unrestrained speed and strength proved to be stronger than his opponent's as well as his skill with the sword causing him to strike the Beast's body much more.
Yet the Doombull tanked all of his hits and ignored the massive injuries on it's body to attack Alastor almost as if he was blood drunk.
This also had the effect of him able to land powerful counters with each serious injury Alastor was able to land on it's body which Alastor was only able to negate and block to the best of his ability using his Telekinesis to form a shield around his vital areas
'I'm really hating this damn Chaos given durability, thank the light this isn't a Nurgle Champion or I might have needed to continue this longer!' Alastor's frustration mounted as he continued his clash.
Finally seeing his chance when the Doombull overextended his next strike Alastor cut it's Axe wielding arm off with Dawn and struck hard with his leg to it's knee to shatter it's kneecap.
The Doombull ignored the pain but couldn't stop itself from falling to one knee leaving itself open as Alastor swung his Dawn one last time and lopped it's head clean off!
It's head flew through the air and fell down on the ground while blood gushed out from it's now headless body.
The Doombull's death shattered whatever will was left in half the Beastkin army as they tried to run back in the darkness of the woods.
But the other half of the army mostly considering of Elites emboldened at the death of the Beastlord rushed toward Alastor and the town wanting to slaughter or kill the human to become the next Beastlord!
BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!
Only for multiple shells to fall on the attacking Beastkin causing large groups of them to turn into bloody mush and scattered body parts.
Multiple Stormwind fighters flew above as they dropped ordinance on the Beastkin and multiple Transport and armoured vehicles also appeared from the nearby hills depositing soldiers who immediately opened fire on the Beastkin.
While armoured vehicles like Tanks also opened fire on them.
"Reinforcements have arrived!" A Royal Guard shouted in joy seeing the friendly forces.
Alastor sighed in relief as he saw Stormwind troops routing the rest of the Beastkin army while Tempest pattern Tanks and fighters provided air support and heavy firepower.
"Looks like your father has brought an army with him even if most of the work was already done" Alleria came from behind him holding the severed head of the last Bray-Shaman she had killed.
Alastor nodded at her. "Maybe but the further manpower will be useful for scouring the region of more Beastkin pockets and fortifying the position, Oh and thank you for getting rid of the Shamans"
"I told you it's a pleasure for a Windrunner to kill these foul creatures and I must say your duel with the Doombull was something else"
Alleria told him as she looked at the dead Doombull feeling her respect for Alastor rise further despite only meeting him for a day or two at most.
Alastor chuckled and was about to reply when his gaze fell on the severed head of the Doombull and for a moment he almost felt it was still watching him....!
Suddenly getting a thought Alastor used his Psionics and connected to the severed head but found nothing and even the clarity he saw in it's gaze was gone.
'Was it my imagination?'
"Alastor? is everything alright?" Alleria saw his expression flicker as he looked at the severed head and asked confused.
"Sorry just my imagination playing tricks on me" He reassured the beautiful Elf and maybe tried to do it to himself as well as he watched a large Gunship make a beeline towards their location.
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Author Notes: Hell yeah! Alastor had his first badass moment and what did that ending means exactly? hmmm?
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