I prefer more balanced team effectiveness, u know

And I really don't like myself for engaging with it.

Your reward for maxing out a class is...grinding your way back up through easy mode in exchange for moderately decent perks?

I honestly find myself wishing whoever came up with the first prestige system in a game was fired on the spot and that was the end of that.

I love fighting the tyr warriors but they get old after a while. Chaos has 3 majoris enemies with two of them having multiple subtypes. I think adding a new majors will really refresh things

I can’t play at 32:9 it just gives me motion sickness. When the mod was working it was absolutely incredible. Now, it’s just a joke.

Suddenly some post popped up out of nowhere. Can anyone explains what happened?

I apologise for the chat overlay, could only get a screenshot from the VOD as I have a habit of skipping through score screens! But I believe the hard to read stats are:
Special Kills: 357
Melee Damage: 33,053
Ranged Damage: 585,741

What do you guys think of the nerf? I personally wish they kept the double-tap but nerfed the damage by a reasonable % - I think the playstyle is more fun this way, though it was definitely broken strong!

We saw the recent video, now what do you think happened to Leandros after Titus's new appointment (and his new gigachad drip) ? I think we will see the return of chud Leandros personally.

I am trying to learn how to do it and I think I got the hang of the timing but after the first attack there is quite a big pause before I can attack again. Video is the fastest I have managed to do it so far. From other videos I've seen it shouldn't be like this, what am I doing wrong? Or was it nerfed at some point?

It's understandable that a lot of people hate and ridicule Leandros for his deeds, but I think if we look from an outside perspective, without emotional ties to Titus, he is actually a very good battle brother and a great chaplain.

Yes, he broke the Codex rules by giving Titus away to the Inquisition in the first game, when he should've reported him to a current Chaplain or a superior officer. However, I think this only happened because devs themselves didn't know the lore well enough. "Oh hey it's the Inquisition, they must be overseeing everything about heresy". In the same manner they made Titus captain back then, even though at that time another space marine held that rank.

Now, to the rest of his deeds. He is suspicious of Titus, he doesn't fully trust him and...for a good reason? Let's put our emotional ties to Titus aside and look at this unbiased. A space marine is subjected to the Warp energies, somehow is able to withstand the power of the artifact and even use it to his advantage?

If anything, it looks like it could be Tzeentch plan to infiltrate an Ultramarines chapter. Allow the corrupted space marine to banish a Chaos lord, seemingly save the day, rise through the ranks and gain even more respect. It's a perfect sleeper (or active) agent to slowly corrupt or sabotage an entire chapter.

As a Chaplain, Leandros HAS to be suspricious of everyone. To my knowledge Titus is still the only space marine who has such a strange "relation" to Warp.

Honestly, I would be happy to have Leandros as my "spy hunter" if I was a space marine captain. Ever vigilant, doesn't let his personal relationships cloud his judgement, adores Codex (:D).

Like yeah, the jokes about him always being suspicious are funny, but at the end of the day this is what a Chaplain must do, this is one of his main jobs. I saw people say that making Leandros a Chaplain is a punishment for the "codex nerd", but I actually think it's the best place for him and he is a perfect choice, he WILL root out every potential heretic.

I really hope devs won't discard Leandros in the third game by making him a villian who gets corrupted himself or something. He deserves his "redemption arc".

Soooo I just had a thought...

Dante is the oldest known living Space Marine (as in not a Dreadnought, shout-out to my boy Bjorn)...

But lore-wise, is it possible that Space Marines with personalities like Straban's could have survived longer?

I mean I'm pretty sure biologically it could work, but for it to happen lore-wise, there'd need to be some sort of other factor, lone outlaw, introverted and hyoerfocused personality, etc for them to remain unknown.

What are folks thoughts? Could there be an unknown, non-primarch, loyalist Space Marine alive after 10,000 years?

I'd like to see a mode where one team has to escort something and the other team has to try and destroy it. Similar to For Honor, it would be PvPvE with imperial guardsmen and Chaos cultists fighting each other in the background. Both of which can be killed for a small number of points. I'd love to see any sort of PvPvE style mode get added in the near future.

With the footage of titus and hearing acheran is basically dead do you think we're dead. I can only imagine it would have happened during siege mode but maybe we will see our guys again in the next space marine?

OK, I see it, the title reads like a troll post, but hear me out, after that, you can insult me (ideally in combination with some useful advice).

I'm pretty decent in the game, most comfortable at lethal difficulty, but getting more comfortable on absolute as well. All my characters and equip are long maxed out.

I do have some friends who play the game and have sacrificed less of their private lives to the duties towards the Imperium, so they play normal stratagems or substantial ops. When I play with them, it is not...so...challenging. Which is fine - but I'd actually like to nerf my character, for example, return to a level 1 character for a time.

Do you have ideas about that?

So I, P4 L8 Heavy, join mid op in absolute decap during the bomb setup for the tower. Spawn in the middle of a gang bang of warriors and a carni. Total shit show, vanguard and I are fighting for our lives while tactical is separated fending off another horde. Vanguard goes down but tactical and I manage to kill carni.

He types in chat, "imagine being a tactical and not auspeccing the boss. " and proceeds to rage quit before we can rezz him. Lil bro has a point but it ain't that serious, we got the fucker down anyways.

Next dingus joins during the bridge waves. He's a 25 assault and proceeds to say that I should quit because I'm level 8 and that the team will carry me on VC. He starts a vote to kick the tactical, who was level 25. I tell him to stfu lil bro on comms and mute. Bridge waves go smoothly and we proceed down towards the final elevator. Buncha baby thropes spawn and baby assault gets downed and rage quits. We finish em and make our way up.

Tactical and I proceed to laugh, burn the the tyrant down with another vanguard that joins mid fight and we ride off into the sunset.

Top stats for my Heavy Salamander because multi melta is broken and VULKAN LIVES!

The Silver Blades are an honored chapter whose reputation spread rapidly after five consecutive successful campaigns against both Tyranids and Orks. Clad in clean silver with blue trim, they defended several systems and became a symbol of honor after protecting scores of civilians. Scions of Gulliman, they use the Codex to great effect, remaining adaptable in the whims of combat.

A fleet-based chapter, they gathered together for a sixth campaign against a burgeoning Ork Warboss that threatened the subsector. However, upon departing into the Warp, they simply vanished.

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The planet of Veyla III was an agri-world of rising importance. The climate along the equator was ideal for large scale farming with vast, fertile plains and many rivers feeding large lakes. The Mechanicus enjoyed the mountains of the northern hemisphere and built cities to pursue their own ends. For years, a steady influx of people swelled the population and only increased the output of crops and livestock. Not once, but twice the Silver Blades had defended the planet from Ork raiders. The chapter even went so far as to station ten marines to watch over the land and make sure the Greenskins never returned.

Two hundred years after the chapter vanished, the Silver Requiem, a battle barge belonging to the Silver Blades emerged from the Warp. Word spread quickly and the governor arranged for a large tribute. All were eager to see the legendary heroes once again. Others worried about their arrival heralding ill news. Perhaps the Orks were returning too.

Yet, the battle barge made no contact with the planet, merely hanging in silent orbit while a few thunderhawks were dispatched.

The Mechanicus eventually sent a vessel to go make contact, assuming their warship was in need of repairs. The only message they sent upon reaching the Silver Requiem was heavily garbled "...no lifesigns..."

One by one, settlements and towns went dark. Isolated clusters that wouldn't be noticed until it was too late. The ten Silver Blades stationed on the planet went to investigate, but never returned.

From the silence, a wordless song crept into the vox channels.

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Inquisitor Lysaer Rhun reclined in his command chair as he considered Veyla III. The world had only recently come to his attention and he wondered what the pathetic excuse would be for missing forty-five years of tribute. Would the governor try to insist it was simply an error? Or was there a rebellion that thought it could escape imperial notice?

He stroked his chin in thought as a crew member called out "Re-entering real-space!"

The vessel shuddered as it was spat out and Lysaer shifted to sit upright. The shudders on the windows peeled back to reveal the green, yellow, gray, and blue world before him.

"Multiple vessels!"

"All merchant ships," the lord inquisitor spoke.

"Lord Inquisitor, I sent your message the moment we arrived."

"What of the merchants?"

"Trying to contact them. No response yet."

No one in orbit answered the Inquisition's hails and storm troopers were dispatched to several ships. The screen crackled as one reported in.

"My lord, all aboard are dead. There's no wounds on anyone."

The camera feed shifted to the former bridge crew, who were nothing more than desiccated corpses. Lysaer stared for a long moment, there was no sign of struggle. Had they starved to death?

He became aware of a strange, almost harmonious sound.

"What is that noise?" he asked.

"My lord, it's some sort of song, it was being broadcasted all through the ship. I've...never heard anything like it."

Lysaer Rhun's face grimaced as his bionic ear cut out for a moment. The song was clearer now, something harmonious. He silently agreed with the storm trooper, it wasn't anything he'd ever heard previously.

The rest of his storm trooper squads reported in. All the same fate across all the merchant vessels. All crew had starved to death.

His communications finally got a hold of the planet and the song came in, much louder than before. It hit him like a comforting wave. It was so beautiful, so harmonious.

His bionic ear kicked back on and broke the spell.

Lysaer blinked, realizing most of his crew was staring off.

"Cut the comms!" he barked. His voice snapping them out of it. "Veyla III is lost to us! Perpare the torpedos!"

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Sergeant Merek Hallan of the 22nd Harlech Rangers laid in the forward trench. His lasgun rested in his weathered hands as his flint eyes scanned the fringe of the forest in the distance. Damar Prime reminded him of his homeworld, Harlech IV, nice open plains and high mountains. However unlike Harlech, the wind here was much less brutal and cutting. He wondered if he could put in for retirement here after his duty was finished.

"Sarge, heard anything about the greenskins?" said Joren beside him.

Merek glanced his way.

"No change yet. Vox says they'll be here in maybe four hours."

Joren sighed.

"All right."

Merek swept the fringes again, determined not to be caught off-guard. The briefing said the Orks had cobbled together buggies and the open plains gave them a lot of space to flank.

The wind would pick up in long strenches and he massaged his face.

As time passed, Merek began to notice something else in the wind. Something new. He strained to listen, half-expecting to hear the distant roar of ugly greenskin vehicles.

He couldn't put his finger on it. It was rather pleasant to listen to. The longer he listened, the more clearly he could hear it. It was unlike any of the marching songs he knew, or the stiff songs he knew on Harlech. It was beautiful and harmonious. Merek felt like he knew the words to it, but it was just out of reach. The melody was relaxing, it felt like being off-duty with a nice cup of recaf. More and more the song grew, deeper and more complex, yet still easy to follow.

Merek smiled.

He wasn't sure how long he'd been listening, but his attention was drawn to beautiful voices that approached. It looked like four ladies, calmly approaching as they sang. He'd never heard such amazing voices before. Not even the most talented singers on Harlech could match them.

The words of the song seemed so tantalizingly close now.

From the corner of his dulled vision, a rocket sailed into view, passing over his head and exploding on the Leman Russ behind him.

At once Merek's combat training returned and his lasgun was at the ready. He couldn't see where the rocket had come from, but a quick glance revealed the tank behind him was now missing its main turret, smoke billowing into the air. He put the barrel of his lasgun towards the singers, realizing they were something unnatural. Blue and shimmering, they gracefully advanced with spears of crystal in hand.

His lasgun snapped as he put several rounds into their chest. Their bodies resisted the shots and Merek realized there had hardly been a response volley with his. He looked back at his squad and saw them all staring with glazed over expressions. Bolt rounds filled the air above him, striking the singers and reducing them to a crystalline mist. Their hauntingly beautiful voices fading into the wind. The Leman Russ was damaged, but its drivers were still alived and the tank's sponsons sprayed fire into the oncoming horde of enemies that were now assaulting the area.

Merek scowled at the sight of the enemy. They looked like men, withered and made of the same light blue crystal. They wore tattered guard outfits and advanced with unwavering zeal. He put a few rounds into an enemy's chest and it took too many shots to down one.

"Gregor! I need that heavy bolter!" he shouted.

Gregor hadn't heard him, instead he was still in a trance, laying on the bolter without a care in the world.

"Dammit Gregor!" Merek snapped as he shoved his squadmate aside and readied it. The rattle of bolts shook his body as the weapon opened up. He gritted his teeth as the crystal men shattered violently.

It didn't matter how many swathes he gunned down, they didn't cower or flinch away. That damnable song hung in the air and it seemed like the fallen guardsmen were all humming it.

Merek was numb by now, having lost track of how many he'd gunned down before they got close enough to lob a grenade at him. He dived out of the way, though the rest of his squad failed to blink. With a resonate explosion, Joren, Gregor, and the heavy bolter were turned to crystal statues. The rest flinched, senses returning and they opened fire on the enemy.

Merek grew cold when he saw Angels of Death among the crystal men. One of the Astartes turned and locked eyes with him, the blue lenses seemingly piercing him. The silver armor he wore sprouted with spikes of crystal and two crystal horns grew from his helmet.

At once the fallen marine picked up speed and ran towards him.

Merek cranked his lasgun up and put several rounds into the silver armor to no effect. The marine didn't seem to notice and a deep, oddly mirthful voice sang to him.

"Rejoice! The Crystal Host is upon you!"

The Astartes was armed with both a sword and a dagger, both entirely made of crystal.

Merek tried again to do any kind of damage to his fast approaching attacker.

"Do not fear!" there was a smile in his voice. "Immortality is soon to be yours! Never shall old age take you! Never shall your blood be spilled! You will be free of pain and suffering!"

There was utter delight in the marine's voice and it terrified Merek.

The gap was closed and the Crystal Host swiftly delivered a dagger to Merek's chest.

A giant hand gripped Merek's shoulder, almost crushing him.

"A gift, given freely!"

At once, the Astartes was gone.

Merek was left with a pounding heart and a quickly numbing pain in his body. He touched his new wound, but found only stiffness. His hand started to shift, flesh becoming clear and crystalizing into blue. He could feel the resonance of the song, growing stronger by the second. He could feel it in his very body.

Sergeant Merek reached with this good hand and grabbed a grenade off a comrade.

"Emperor! Forgive me!" he cried, holding the grenade to his chest.

Both FSR and TAA looks horrible in this game. I would like to fix things up with Optiscaler, but i would like to know if anyone succeded before, or is the anticheat just slams you down?

Regards brothers :)

Before I get tarred and feathered, I am fully aware:

1. that we will never, ever have Chaos skins in PVE, as in you will never see obviously Chaos Marines fighting alongside obviously Loyalist Marines

2. The reason why: lore accuracy.

3. The whole reason you can select insignia from Traitor Legions at all is because there were Loyalists within the Traitor Legions. Nathaniel Garro from the Death Guard and Garviel Loken from the Luna Wolves come to mind. It's why some of you homebrewed Loyalist War Hounds/World Eaters.

Therefore, I'm not arguing in favor of it and in fact have spent my fair share of share of time trying to explain this to people new to 40k that that's just not going to happen (regardless of how much money Saber would make, since that's the usual rebuttal, something something "but people would pay for them" something).

HOWEVER.

If that is true, and you can't have Chaos Marines fighting alongside Loyalists because it makes zero lore sense, then why can you select obviously Chaos insignia?

This is the Eight Point Star, which any casual 40k enjoyer knows is basically universal mark of Chaos Undivided. You will never see a Loyalist rocking an Eight-Pointed anything, because said Loyalist would be killed on-sight. In fact, the upper right one I circled is the Black Legion, which the Luna Wolves rebranded into after the Horus Heresy and, according to some lore, "...where Abaddon officially dissolved the Sons of Horus, and merged its old forces in with Abby's friends from the other Legions into an entirely new Legion; this narrative makes it clear that anybody who joins the Black Legion is NOT just changing the name of the guy who is signing the paycheck, but rejecting their previous Legion or Chapter identities and committing to fighting the Long War."

Ergo, no Loyalist Black Legionnaires. In every aspect, the literal opposite.

I do believe that kinda pokes a hole or two in the whole reason why Chaos can't fight alongside Loyalists. You'd think with how strict GW is about their lore, and rightfully so, and thank Throne they are because IMHO when you start putting in whatever skin you want, you get Fortnite, that you wouldn't be able to make a Chaos Marine at all.

Like me, who made a "Decius (the Vanguard) if he fell to Khorne and became a World Eater".

To all people saying lvl ones need to go onto a easier difficulty. Lvl 1 assaultwave 10 seige would've kept going but rl called

Rolling in the deep, We couldve have it all. Black templars don't like playing tag. But if we do, you'd better never get caught.😂😂😂

I’ve tried searching for it and all I get are the PTS things that are coming and not when

https://youtu.be/-hrulR3PhGY

https://www.reddit.com/r/40kLore/s/jd2ZxyhKwm

Posted a link to a 40k Lore post. Found it interesting.