Sci-Fi War, Start With An Upgradeable Spaceship

Hurry to the bridge control hall from the bloody road.

Abaddon was somewhat saddened by the depravity he had seen.

The noble Luna Wolf has become a servant of the dark gods.

The original power to destroy the world has completely controlled them.

They are no longer noble warriors, but driven servants.

Step into the ship of the Vengeance.

Horus, who had regained his health, stood on the console, with a huge star map floating above it.

It was the planet Ulanor that established his glory in the past.

It was from this place that the Emperor raised him to the position of Lord of the Crusade, chief of the War Council, taking his place in the Great Crusade.

It was a grand ceremony.

It is the highest symbol of honor.

And this place will also be the place where the army of traitors will be assembled to attack Terra and kill the Emperor completely.

Abaddon knelt down and paid him respect.

He loathes the current legion, they have become slaves of the power to destroy the world.

The scumbags of the Word Bearers tricked them.

What happened to Devon was planned by them.

Erebus, that shameful traitor, was the one who stole Intreth's old enemy blade and handed it over to the traitor on the planet Devon.

He also lured Horus to eliminate the traitors, and wounded him with the blade of his old enemy.

In the end, it is to send Horus into the halls of those evil gods.

Abaddon swore that when this was over, he would make everyone pay.

It is absolutely not allowed for someone to humiliate and hurt one's allegiance like this.

"You are here, Abaddon." Horus looked at Abaddon and smiled, no different from before.

But Abaddon saw the corpses abandoned in a dark corner.

Those mortals were tortured and died.

From the bodies of those tragic deaths, we can know what happened in this place just now.

Horus changed completely.

The Space Wolves attacked before, stabbing Horus with the Spear of Dionysus, a weapon forged by the Emperor.

The Luna Wolves defeated the Space Wolves in time, and issued orders for the Alpha Legion to pursue them.

The Emperor's weapon also has mysterious powers, and it revives the hidden light personality in Horus.

The dark and light personalities battle each other, causing Horus to grow weaker and weaker.

In order to keep him alive, Rogster, the aide of the Warmaster, used mysterious rituals to completely kill Horus's bright personality and restore him to health.

This should have been a good thing.

But Abaddon could see that Horus' soul gradually collapsed after losing his balance, and he was gradually swallowed up.

"Father," Abaddon echoed Horus' words.

"Now that most of the Loyalist Legion has collapsed, the most important thing now is to find strength to fight against my father, the Emperor. The power he possesses makes everyone terrified.

Horus waved his hand, and the projection on the console also changed.

Revealed another planet, Moloch.

This planet has portals to the Warp, which can help him gain strength enough to fight the Emperor.

"We must take this planet, and then we will go to Ullanor, where all the legions will gather, and then directly attack Terra"~. ""

"As long as my father is dead, everyone else is no longer a cause for concern. Those who are living loyal Primarchs will have no ability to resist.

Horus said with a smile, "Mankind will also be saved, and we will learn how to live with Chaos until eternity.

"Everything will follow your wishes, father." Abaddon said respectfully, "I will get Moro planet for you, without any accidents."

"Very good." 35 Horus said. "Connect me to Lorgar, he and Angron should still overthrow Guilliman's little kingdom."

Wearing a ferocious beast mask, the wizard who was drawing the octagonal summoning rune immediately took action.

These wizards are surrounded by faint whispers, and the breath they emit is disgusting.

All kinds of invisible creatures that are hard to discern are hidden in their shadows and bodies.

"Warmaster, we are ready, we only need to sacrifice and perform the ceremony." 5

Horus smiled, "Bring those men up. 39

A moment later, a group of ragged captives with fear in their eyes walked over with several mechanical servants.

There are even psychic navigators with white eyes.

Their shriveled bodies bear the symbol of the Space Wolves.

The tattered, mud-filled garments were stained with blood and abuse.

Their teeth have been pulled out, and their bodies shake with pain when they walk.

But they stand out among the frightened crowd.

They have nothing to fear.

Even though they knew what a terrible fate they would face, they never showed the slightest fear, but carried the nobility and fearlessness of the Space Wolves.

They served in the army of loyal humans.

And followed them in a heroic raid on Horus' fleet.

It's a pity that when covering the retreat of the Primarch Leman Russ, he was unfortunately captured.

The blind psyker looked around, even without sight, they could easily recognize where Horus was.

Even if they were about to face death, they did not hesitate to spit at Horus.

Such arrogant and rude behavior was immediately beaten by those soldiers.

"These fools still don't understand what I'm going to do, and I'm going to drag the whole of humanity out of the quagmire, out of the grip of my father, the tyrant."

Horus shook his head and said.

"It is precisely because of their mortal nature that they are short-sighted."

Abaddon said.

The flame of the ceremony ignited, and the smell of burning human bones filled the entire bridge.

The wizards work together to speak the dark language, invoke the power of the gods, and establish communication.

Their tone is pious, and they dare not neglect in the slightest.

Communicating with the gods has never been a straightforward matter.

But once Horus is disappointed, their lives will be lost.

The sacrifices were brought up one by one.

The servants standing behind them slit the captive's throat with a sharp blade carved with the symbols of the gods.

A mother held her child less than ten years old in her arms and made a begging sound.

"No, please."

"We are not followers of the Emperor, please spare us. 35

The mother begged these soldiers who had promised to sacrifice their lives to defend mankind, hoping that they would not take their children away.

However, her child was crying with its throat wiped out, and its feet were held upside down, allowing its blood to flow into the flames, making a sizzle.

What a sad scene that was.

A mother watched her child die in front of her eyes.

Soon, the mother was also killed, suffering the same fate as her own child.

Several ordinary soldiers in tattered military uniforms looked desperate.

If the Emperor is still protecting them, then open your eyes and see it all.

What a terrible thing those shameful traitors have done.

Can human beings really survive in this terrifying galaxy?

All had their throats slit, and their blood was used to please those beings who did not exist in the real universe.

The emotions of hundreds of deaths have formed a powerful emotional force.

Under the guidance of these wizards with evil power, they tried to contact Lorgar and Angron on the other side of the galaxy.

Abba felt the temperature drop suddenly, and a biting cold wind blew from an unpredictable corner.

This supernatural gust of wind, carrying the dust of lost eras and ruined empires, carries a sense of eternity, eternal existence, and endless eternity.

The flames rose, but the darkness in the control hall grew thicker.

The air grew colder, and the creatures hiding in the shadows whispered.

The form of Lorgar took shape in the flames.

Horus smiled and said, "Lorgar, have you brought me good news?

"Yes, brother. Great news. Lorgar said. We have brought war and disaster in your name. The planet Koss has been turned into hell, and the Thirteenth Legion has collapsed. They will not sweep the empire for you." obstacles.

"This is indeed good news, what about Guilliman?" Horus asked,

"Didn't kill him, but we left him enough of a mess. All life on Calth was sacrificed, and a storm that tore through the warp swept through. There was nothing the Loyalists could do, but There is absolutely no way to calm this terrible storm, and Terra is doomed to be alone."

"I will continue to set off the warp space storm, to ensure that all loyalists will not be able to return to Terra, and they will usher in the saddest fate."

said Lorgar, Primarch of the Word Bearers.

Horus nodded in satisfaction, as long as he captured Moloch and gained the power of the gods, he would set foot on Terra and end his father.

Macragge.

A new army is gathering.

All the school-age men in the Five Hundred Worlds were recruited.

The last remaining mechanical priests and their apprentices were also called in by the orders of King Macragge.

The wave of mass production will inevitably start.

The three loyal Primarchs moved around the five hundred worlds, established new communication stations, and supervised the progress of various projects.

All loyal soldiers work together to create a new five hundred world.

(Get money) This will be their reliance on sweeping the rebels.

New technologies are applied.

They will establish communication networks and means of communication that belong to human beings.

Warp storms continue to rage, making warp voyage impossible.

But the three loyal Primarchs have gained new support. They will leave the warp and use new methods to transport their legions to various designated battlefields.

The situation will be in their hands and not in the hands of traitors like Horus.

This unprecedented war that tore through mankind will definitely not announce the demise and end of mankind.

On the contrary, this is a signal of the imminent rise of mankind, declaring that the plan of the gods is about to fail and will usher in the cruelest revenge.

They can fool the universe from above.

But there will also be existences stronger than them coming, and they will be completely smashed into endless nothingness.

Everything will be liquidated, and any hatred will not be forgotten, it will only be doubled.

There is absolutely no being that treats humans as playthings in the palm of their hands.

Under the underground palace of the Holy Court.

Among the complicated machinery, Vulkan was still lying in the cold golden coffin.

Volkan, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly heard a heartbeat.

Then came the second sound.

Third tone.

It made the Salamander warriors who had persisted for half a year weep with joy.

Their father, another loyal Primarch will return.