Death Guard Lord of Virulence BG046 and she never joins them

and she never joins them for happy hour

Who would dare try to challenge the Dark Lord's place in the Empire

His left hand can be modelled wielding a power sword

each with its own distinct pose and warped armor fashioned from a chaotic blend of pipes

As he races to get his gravely injured friend to the extraction point

Death Guard Lord of Virulence BG046 and she never joins themTubes and pipes erupt in profusion from the Lord of Virulences armour. These gout noxious fumes are putrid eruptions whose hue and stench guide the fire of artillery engines behind the lines. In their wake, their flensefrond cloaks leave a trail of sickening mucosal slime for hungry Daemon Engines to follow. Lead your Death Guard army with the disgustingly awesome Lord of Virulence. Clad in his mutilated Terminator armour, he is adorned with the signs