As Celestia had expected, the people of Equestria were awed by the arrival of the two new Legions. Clad in ultramarine-colored armor, the children of the Moon, called Legiones Nox, were the very embodiment of the night. Like their mother, the legionnaires skillfully traveled the World of dreams, helping their mother fight the nightmares of her subjects. With tears of pride, Luna watched as the joyful ponies, rescued from the nightmares of their own minds, thanked her children from the bottom of their hearts, giving them flowers and falling to their knees. Their strength and might were absolute! The speed and reaction were beyond praise. Truly, they are the angels of death!

And yet, it wasn't just killing monsters that was part of their job. Like Luna, they helped the ponies mentally, with advice somewhere, on the contrary, with a warning against rash actions. Every day their power In the dream world grew more and more, until finally their mother decided to release them into the real world. A feast was held under the night sky in Canterlot in honor of the appearance of Legiones Nox. The aristocrats and common ponies looked at the offspring of the former princess with awe, so similar to their cousins and at the same time so different from them.

More calm and silent, they contrasted strongly with the emotional and vociferous children of the solar Celestia. The alicorn sisters tried their best to stop the beginnings of any hostility or distrust between them. Especially considering their own past, and the fact that their children had their memories and emotions passed on through their blood, there was a high risk that an ordinary verbal altercation could escalate into a fight or, worse, a fatal confrontation. And, fortunately, at their first meeting, the legions did not show resentment or malice towards each other. On the contrary, they were very happy to see each other, which was not the case for the Firstborn, who looked at their cousins with indifference and sometimes with arrogance. The sisters understood that they needed to rally the children. To instill in them the bonds of martial brotherhood. They must go through the crucible of battle together, forging a glorious victory together. And they had such a chance.

Creatures unknown to Equestrian science appeared out of nowhere and began attacking ponies. The newly formed enemy did not have a uniform shape and appearance. Each of them was a terrifying construct of terror and fear. Pieced together and casually stitched together by dark magic, these creatures, covered in black carapace armor, spread fear and panic among the Equestrian population, trapping and trapping ponies in spider cocoons.

On that day, the Angels of Death showed no mercy. The war that unfolded throughout Equestria was truly terrifying. Animal savagery and cruelty met the disciplined and well-trained might of the two legions. The children of the princesses had no pity for the enemy, just as the creatures created by the evil genius had no pity for them. What was supposed to be a quick sweep turned into a massacre.

Befuddled by the past easy victories of Legiones Solaris, the ponies hoped for a quick victory, discovering to their horror that the new enemy was not inferior, but in some places superior to the offspring of the princesses. The angels themselves did not have such high expectations of themselves. With cold determination, they killed and destroyed the enemy, suffering fatal wounds that would normally kill a pony. Many of them lost a hoof or an arm on the very first day, and sometimes even their lives. The death of each of them was felt like a hammer blow in the souls of their mothers.

The alicorns themselves were relentless, hovering over the battlefield, destroying creatures one by one, and each of their blows was fatal. Celestia in her gilded armor and Luna hidden in night-colored armor were unstoppable, none of the monsters created by Grogar could even injure them.

After waiting for the two mares to run out of steam, the creator of these abominations suddenly appeared, teleporting into a dense group of Celestia's legionnaires and brutally tearing them to pieces right in front of their mother. Deciding not to miss the moment, the dark sorcerer makes a powerful shot with the dark magic of the Gods directly at Celestia, but fortunately her younger sister came to the rescue.

Putting up a shield in front of her sister, who had fallen to the ground in excruciating pain, the former princess of dreams rushed to attack. After killing several of the creatures that stood in her way, she clashed in battle with the first Emperor of Equestria. A being whose name was once forgotten, and now reappeared in order to regain what he believed rightfully belonged to him. With the power of the Four Chaos Gods, as well as the wings they gave him, Grogar fought the Moon in a deadly battle. Throughout their battle, he did nothing but chase after her, laughing maliciously and trying to wound her with a cursed blade, but the victim eluded him every time.

It was only by killing her three daughters, who rushed to her mother's aid, that he was able to make her slow down. For just one brief moment, the Moon was already on the ground, struck by a shot of magic. And before he could land, Celestia, who appeared behind him in a flash of teleportation, screaming in rage, plunged her flaming sword into the enemy's spine, striking his heart. The wizard collapsed next to the defeated Luna, choking on his blood, and in less than a minute he disappeared, crumbling to dust. But with the leader's murder, the creatures he created were not going to run away, on the contrary, they further intensified the onslaught.

And so it went on day after day, until finally the last of the monsters died at the gates to Canterlot. This time, the pony capital was more protected with the help of a force dome supported by Starlight Glimmer and Twilight, and although the townspeople and the refugees housed in the city were not affected, the price was too high. Of the two thousand sons and daughters, only five hundred barely alive warriors remained alive. Smeared in blood and ichor, they stood proudly above the mountains of bodies of fallen abominations, majestically holding the standards of their fighting companies in their hands.

Equestria withstood, as in previous upheavals, being on the verge of death and oblivion. And seeing the devastation and weakness of the victor, the rulers of other kingdoms began to think about invading the pony lands in order to tear off piece by piece from it. The news that angels can not only be injured and killed turned their heads, but the former Princess Celestia helped them to recover. She sent a message to all the kings and queens, princesses and princes in which she clearly explained that if they decide to attack Equestria, she will simply destroy them with her all-consuming power, leaving nothing but ashes in place of their states.

The message of the alicorn brought the once-loyal allies to their senses with a cold shower, but did not forget their plans.

In Equestria itself, the news of the death of the children of Celestia and Luna caused a natural shock. At the sight of the dead legionnaires, the ponies fell into a stupor, unable to even utter words. But for the Sisters, everything was much worse, because it was as if a huge piece of their soul was being torn out, over and over again, causing incredible pain from the loss of their offspring. But the former rulers were able to suppress their grief, completely devoting themselves to the restoration of the kingdom and the legions.

Unfortunately, the Crystal Empire was not spared by the attack of monsters. Created from the blood of Cadence and Shining Armor, the legionnaires, clad in purple armor, attacked the animals who dared to encroach on their home with all their fury. While the Princess and her Prince protected their little daughter Flurry Hart within the walls of a castle covered by a force field, their newly matured children gave their lives for the sake of the crystal ponies and the entire Empire. With a mask of disgust and contempt on their faces, the stallions and mares killed one abomination after another.

And as in the case of Equestria, the victory was not easy for them. Out of a thousand, only a hundred remained alive. A pitiful handful stood victoriously on a huge mountain of corpses with the standard of the royal family in their hands. Fortunately, civilian pony casualties were avoided, unfortunately due to the selfless sacrifices of the brothers and sisters.

After burying the dead and giving them all the honors, the ponies continued to live on. At the very top of the mountain on which Canterlot stood, Twilight Sparkle ordered the construction of a memorial complex in the form of a huge statue of two legionnaires, the son of Celestia and the daughter of Luna. The son standing on the right held a sword in his right hand, at the same time hugging his sister, who, in turn, clutched a foal pony to her chest with her left hand, and they both looked into the distance, to the south, to the endless lands.

In the Crystal Empire, a memorial complex was also erected, which is a crystal wall on which the names of the fallen were engraved, and next to it stood a huge statue of an anthropomorphic mare dressed in a white robe. A huge sword towered over her head, held in her right hand, while the mare herself, with her head turned to the left, stretched out her hand, as if calling for a holy struggle. She was called Mother Empire, and she called her children.

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He was surrounded by darkness, but he felt no fear. All the pain that shot through his body disappeared in the blink of an eye. An unusual lightness was felt everywhere, as if he no longer had a body. It was as if all that was left of him was his dark soul. But the place, cold, gloomy, empty, it was painfully familiar to him.

Brief flashes of memories from the past inflamed his feelings of anger and thirst for revenge. How could he lose to them? With the Power of Four All-powerful Gods from another universe, how did he manage to lose? Trying his best to analyze his mistakes, the dark magician did not even notice the presence of others.

And those present themselves, who watched their puppet with great disappointment, decided to show themselves. The first to appear before his eyes was the God of Blood, clad in his sturdy armor the color of blood. Slaanesh appeared behind him, sitting on her perverted throne, with a glass in her hand. Then the Grandfather of Plague and Disease appeared, and the God of Change materialized last, spreading his huge bird wings.

And now he realized that there would be no mercy for failure. Even after the appearance of his overlords, he felt no fear, only complete disgust for them. The choice had been made, the deal had been made, and now he was at their mercy.

"You failed us, Grogar!" The God of Blood shouted furiously. "Not only did you fail to injure the princess, but you also lost the battle!"

"On the other hand, with his attack, he showed the world that Angels are not as omnipotent as was commonly thought." Tzeentch hastened to add.

"For once, I agree with Tzeentch!" Slaanesh was bored on her throne, drinking from a glass. "If it didn't work out with the princess, it might work out with everyone else!"

"We use their fears and doubts, turning them into self-confidence and pride!" Nurgle rejoiced.

"Still, we need to tread carefully! The God of Change closed his eyes, looking through possible future events. "We must be absolutely sure that our plan is working!"

"And I think we need to change the puppet!" Slaanesh declared loudly. "He failed us one last time! And he must pay for his failure!

"I agree!" Khorne tapped the armrest of his skull throne.

"Yes, we need a new servant! The one who possesses cunning and guile! And I think I've already found such a candidate!" with a wave of his hand, the God of Deception reproduces in the center the image of the former queen, now imprisoned in a stone prison of a criminal. "I think with her disguise and sabotage abilities, we will achieve great success!"

"Don't make me laugh!" Grogar said. "Chrysalis is just a stupid bug, capable only of deception and betrayal! She will let you down!"

"Just like you did to us," Tzeentch said contemptuously, making Grogar writhe in pain for his disrespectful tone. "If we don't take full control of her!"

"Oh, I'm going to pump this bug with my worst diseases! Her mere presence will knock anyone down, even the most persistent!" Nurgle couldn't get enough of it. "And yes, Tzeentch, what about the others?" Wouldn't it be wise to use all three?"

"As practice has shown, they are nothing alone, and they can be easily controlled! But when they're all together... That's right, they can start a rebellion!"

"What we definitely don't need!" Slaanesh supported her brother.

"In that case, if there are no objections..." without hesitation, Tzeentch teleports a piece of the statue torn from the Canterlot Garden.

Frozen in an attacking pose, Chrysalis, with a grimace of anger and disgust on her face, suddenly began to free herself from her stone prison, Piece by piece, crack by crack, until her entire body was free. Not understanding where she was, the former changeling queen noticed Grogar's spirit writhing in pain and jumped aside.

"Grogar?" changeling said in a frightened voice. "What the hell!?"

And suddenly, with all her gut, with all her filthy soul, she felt an outside presence. Turning her head, she saw something behind her that defied her comprehension. Four powerful beings sat in front of her, each on their own throne. The sight was so amazing that ichor flowed out of the beetle's eyes. His hooves began to shake, and his chest seemed to have run out of oxygen. Gloriously obeying someone else's command, Chrysalis lowered her head as a sign of her humility.

All attempts to resist were useless. She just couldn't. And the Gods, who saw her pathetic attempts at resistance, only smiled maliciously. From now on and forever and ever, she belongs to them, and of course to a greater extent to the God of Plague Nurgle. His personal toy.

""Greetings, Queen Chrysalis!" Nurgle began happily. We have business with you!

Author's Note

I'm sorry you had to wait so long for this chapter, but I just lost inspiration. However, after the release of the trailer Astartes 2, it returned.