Chaos Space Marines

Chaos Terminators are heavily-armoured veterans, clad in – or fused to – ancient suits of corrupted war-plate. Each of these murderous elites is akin to a walking tank, wading through futile volleys of fire to strike down hapless defenders. Entitled to a hand-picked arsenal of heavy firepower and brutal weaponry, they tear apart squads and vehicles alike at the head of their masters' warband. This…

Powering into battle on a trio of articulated track units, the Myphitic Blight-hauler is a light Daemon Engine that provides the Death Guard with heavy firepower wherever it is needed. Resembling a Bloat-drone that has been stripped of its turbines, this strange machine has heavy weapons mounted on its carapace, and its rusting armoured plates can absorb impressive punishment – as can its blubbery…

The Emperor’s Children are prideful traitors who have fallen victim to their depraved obsessions. Upon the battlefields of the 41st Millennium, they indulge these obsessions in a horrifyingly violent fashion. Always on the move, they are driven by their compulsive need to experience new thrills and, in honour of Slaanesh, they weave an exquisitely intricate and lurid tapestry of violence. This pac…

Noise Marines orchestrate riotous destruction on a massive scale. They saturate the war zone with piercing bursts of shattering clamour, thrumming waves of aural destruction and other extreme psychosonic attacks. These hedonistic worshippers of Slaanesh are inured to most stimuli and seek to unleash ever-increasing cacophonous destruction to stir their jaded senses. This multipart plastic kit buil…

The Red Corsairs are the undeniable masters of the Maelstrom, and they are rightly feared by all who tread too close to this benighted area of the galaxy. Striking out in raiding parties composed of elite Chaos Space Marines and scores of traitor guardsmen, they pillage what and where they want to scavenge material and grow their infernal empire. This packed box is ideal for starting a new Red Cor…

Stepping out from the fog of war come the Rubricae. Many of these undying warriors were psykers in their own right, before an ancient curse damned them to an eternity as living husks – their baroque power armour now contains nothing but sparkling dust. In battle, a malevolent witch-light crackles around the eyes of these traitor Space Marines as they open fire on those they would have once called…

The World Eaters, like their patron god Khorne, are not known for subtlety. When they go to war, they often do so with a host of bloodthirsty Daemons of Khorne at their side, all to reap skulls for the skull throne. The Berzerkers charge headlong into the thickest of the fighting, filled with rage, while ghastly Bloodletters and Bloodcrushers seek to outdo each other in acts of wanton destruction.…

Khorne Berzerkers relish their role as the Blood God’s sacred destroyers, and their fanaticism is feared throughout the galaxy. The warp-fuelled rage of these superlative warriors drives them into a murderous frenzy of killing movement. Those who face them in battle are shredded under a rain of furious blows from revving chain weapons, each strike powerful enough to shear clean through limbs, lop…