Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

This is Chapter 173, the chapter name is spelled wrong.

When Guilliman painted the last strokes of the complex rune.

The influx of darkness caused everyone to panic.

The terrifying sense of blindness made Sicarius, a veteran who has fought for many years, rarely show fear.

He tried to open his eyes, but couldn't see anything.

Superman's senses failed at this moment.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see everything around him clearly.

This is not just darkness at the level of physical space, but a change in concept.

This place has been transformed into a place of complete nothingness by inexplicable forces.

All laws and concepts disappear.

Everyone was in it, and there was an absurd illusion deep in their hearts. Did the concept of light really appear in this universe?

"Cal." Sicarius yelled, "Nata, are you there?"

No one answered.

It was as if these companions disappeared nearby in an instant.

No one answered, Sicarius took two steps forward, he couldn't feel the hardness of his stepping on the rock.

Aren't they already in that cave in the rock?

Thinking of this, Sicarius showed a frightened expression.

What happened in the end, why can't I sense the existence of the Primarch and my companions with my enhanced senses?

Sicarius yelled a few more times.

Still no response.

Just as he was considering whether to take some unconventional measures.

Suddenly, it was over.

Light returns to the world.

All visions disappeared.

It was as if it came so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

In the blink of an eye, the darkness receded.

Everything is back to normal.

Sicarius turned around and found that his comrades were standing beside him and did not leave suddenly.

Everyone had the same confusion and bewilderment on their faces.

Kaul, the absolutely rational ruling sage, also appeared in a panic, the weapons and detection devices on his body were dancing wildly. Obviously, what happened just now made him also fall into a panic.

Just now, they couldn't perceive the people next to them at all, and fell into absolute loneliness and darkness.

No one is not afraid of that feeling.

"What happened just now?" A glory guard asked the comrade-in-arms next to him.

The other party looked blank and shook his head, no one knew what happened.

"Where is your lord? Where is he?" Sicarius glanced around and found something that terrified him.

Guilliman was gone.

Do not!

He yelled in his heart.

If anything happened to Guilliman, there was absolutely no way he could forgive himself.

Calgar and others would also tear him apart in a fit of rage.

The Empire cannot lose its Primarch, and the Ultramarines cannot lose their Primarch.

Ten thousand years ago, the Ultramarines lost him.

When Guilliman returned to their side, each Ultramarine swore a new vow.

They will pay all the price and will never allow the Gene Father to leave them again.

Sicarius was surrounded by unprecedented fear.

Ruined.

Primarch lost.

"Don't panic, he just went where he wanted to go." Kaur comforted Sicarius aloud, his mechanical fingers turned and pointed in one direction, the arch made of special stone.

Everyone looked over and found that the arch had also changed.

There it turned out to be a slab of obsidian with a bright light.

Now it has become a vertical black oil film, covering the original position of the stone wall.

There are countless undulating concentric ripples on the oil film.

Just like the other side is swaying the sparse raindrops.

"Perhaps we should go in and find him," said Sicarius.

"Are you crazy, Sicarius. Only two people have ever used this path to enter the depths of the warp before, one is the emperor, and the other is the rebellious Horus. Do you think you are qualified Are you on par with those two?"

Kaul blocks Sicarius' ridiculous proposal.

Going into the depths of the Warp is no fun.

It is the domain of the gods where the most extreme malice is deposited.

Mortals simply can't bear these, they will only drive themselves into madness, and eventually become the slaves of the gods.

"Then what can we do?" Sicarius had a look of panic on his face.

What if Guilliman went in and didn't come back?

He felt he couldn't bear the loss of his Primarch.

Sicarius felt that if something like that happened, he would not even have the courage to face Calgar, Ventris and others.

This kind of thought penetrated into his heart like a shard of cold ice, and all the light and color quickly escaped from his inner world, leaving only a painful paleness.

He finally realized the pain of those ancestors who lost their primarch ten thousand years ago.

All hope was completely lost.

All that is left is endless misery and despair.

"Wait, he is better than anyone else, even Horus is not as good as him. All we can do is trust. I believe that he will come out safe and sound." Kaul's mechanically cold voice was like a piece of The ballast stone suppressed everyone's flustered hearts.

"How long has he been in?" a voice asked.

"It's only a few minutes, don't worry." Kaul showed his timing device, and the device automatically popped up a holographic projection, showing that the darkness engulfed them, and it was only a few minutes.

This timing device is specially modified and is accurate to the nanosecond level.

Kaur performed many experiments relying on this timing device.

There is absolutely no possibility of any deviation.

Sicarius wanted to say something else.

There was a whole new change in that arch.

For this reason, he had to swallow his own problems first, and prepare to deal with the possible threats.

A violent force swept from the other side, impacting the black film, making it vibrate endlessly.

Everyone picked up their weapons and aimed at the arch.

Their eyes were alert and they held their breaths.

Once they find that the demon has entered the real world, they will not hesitate to open fire.

A tall and majestic figure stepped out, he was wearing azure power armor inlaid with gold trim, and the double-headed eagle on his chest was extraordinarily bright.

They couldn't help but hold their breath when they saw the most noble face in the galaxy.

The other party frowned when he saw many guns aimed at him.

"It doesn't seem to be in line with the dogma of the Ultramarines to do something to your own lord!!"

"No, my lord, we thought something was coming out. After all, you have only been in for a few minutes." Sicarius hurriedly put away the bolter and explained.

The same goes for other honor guards.

How impolite it is to point a weapon at someone you are loyal to.

"Only a few minutes?" Guilliman felt that he had been inside for a long time, and it wasted a lot of time just to teach the demon Marchai Kidd a lesson.

I didn't expect him to stay in it for so long, and the reality is that only a few minutes have passed.

It seems that the subspace does not follow the time and space laws of the real universe, and it also takes effect here.

The passage of time between the two has basically nothing to do with each other.

"My lord, have you found what you need?" Kaul asked.

"Of course, everything is under control." Guilliman smiled, "Let's go, our work is not done yet."

"Where are you going? My lord." Sicarius asked.

"Go to the Stone Fortress, it's time to wake up Lion." Guilliman said, "The current situation of the empire is too bad. Mortarion is preparing to attack the empire, Abaddon is threatening the Vigilante, and many reforms of the empire need me to watch. Things There are too many, and there are too many enemies, we need to use every bit of strength we can."

"It's time for the galaxy to return to the era of the Primarch, and we will sweep away all enemies."

The stone wall returned to its original appearance, and Guilliman and others left Modo.

For the sake of insurance, it is also to prevent someone from getting into it by mistake, getting something he shouldn't get, and destroying his plan.

Guilliman ordered the Gray Knights to send a team to garrison here, and no one was allowed to pass this way into the depths of the warp without his authorization.

In order to strengthen insurance, he also mobilized a fleet and Astral Army Corps, as well as a Colossus of Heaven's Retribution.

He authorized the gray knights stationed there to blow up the Modo planet when necessary.

Far Eastern frontier.

Havers Planet.

Tiwa blinked at the enemy filter in the helmet of his battle suit.

Tau forces have detected a small force of Space Marines breaking into their lines as they attempt to recapture an important foundry.

A vassal army stationed there has been executed by the opponent.

Humans also launched a counterattack at this time. If they can't deal with the space fighters in the factory in time, they are likely to lose the important strategic point of the factory again.

To this end, the Tivars, along with an elite Fire's force, were brought in to deal with the Space Marines.

To tell the truth, these Space Marines are really reckless when a team of five dares to penetrate the enemy's lines.

But Tiwa knew that this team did have the qualifications to be reckless.

Space Marines are known as the demigods of war and the angels of the Corpse Emperor.

This phrase is often uttered in the mouths of human captives.

Tivar was disgusted by their stupidity, but he had to admit one thing.

The terms of these demigods and angels are very apt indeed to describe Space Marines.

Space Marines possess uncommonly keen senses, as well as great physical strength.

A Huoshi warrior can be easily crushed to death without any equipment.

And sensed the hostility thousands of meters away, and made evasive actions in advance to the long-range sniper bullets.

One-on-one, even the mightiest warrior of the Tau in full gear would find it difficult to stand up to an unarmed Space Marine.

There's only one way to hunt down a Space Marine, keep them out of your way.

Use hunting cores and drones to lock their positions, and then use unscrupulous means to kill them remotely, or use saturated firepower to blow them up.

This is the best way.

It's a pity that after the tactical team entered the factory, it disappeared and hid in the dark.

They were smart enough not to choose to defend head-on.

Instead, the complex terrain of the factory was used to prevent the Tau Empire from rebuilding the factory's defenses, creating an opportunity for their counterattack.

Tiwa checked all the data of his hunting core for the last time.

He made sure all the drones and fire units were all wired up.

A message is then sent to the commander requesting action.

The voice of the boss confirming the action came quickly.

Tiwa immediately performs data calculations, builds models, comprehensively analyzes the opponent's tactics, and calculates the best plan.

The tactical computer quickly planned several feasible routes for him to sneak into the factory.

"Prepare for action." Tiwa whispered, "The detection data of all the detection drones have been shared, and we are ready to support each other, and the relevant firepower deployment is in place. Advance, for the glory of the ether, for the people of the highest good Glory."

As the words fell, Tiwa activated the combat suit and entered stealth mode.

He jumped up, the invisible combat suit buzzed, and brought his body high into the sky, rushing towards the factory area like a gliding bird.

The other members of the team rushed to the sky in the same way, with an extremely fast speed.

Each with its cloaking field activated, is darting through the air and into the factory area.

Fist-sized detection drones entered the factory area first, scanning the entire factory, looking for the location of those space fighters.

The transparency of battlefield information is the biggest advantage of the Huo clan fighters facing these emperor angels.

Like opening a full map, they can quickly locate and scan the space fighters and lock their positions.

"Found an enemy."

The words of another Huoshi warrior came from the channel.

On the display screen of Tiwa's helmet, a red dot appeared.

The target is 3.2km away from him, on the second floor of the factory.

The scouting drones found the opponent's heat trail.

But in the next second, the red dot disappeared.

A spy drone showed a lost connection.

Obviously, it has been destroyed by the opponent.

The detection drone was only the size of a fist, and it was in a stealth state, yet it was locked and destroyed by the opponent in the first place. This kind of fighting instinct is horrifying.

"It's really a difficult opponent." Tiwa's face turned cold, the interstellar warrior was more difficult than he imagined, but it also aroused his fighting spirit.

Today, he must wipe out this Space Marine squad.

"Continue to push forward." Tiwa whispered, "Stay alert and ready for fire support at any time."

The battle suits of the Tau have the function of invisible flight.

From optical invisibility to electromagnetic invisibility, it can ensure that Huo's fighters will not be discovered by the enemy to the greatest extent, and can sneak in silently.

Tiwa was flying in the air, waiting for the information report from the scouting drone.

His weapon is fully charged and ready to be activated at any time.

Tiwa has set up a program, and the automatic weapon system is connected to the detection system. As long as it finds an enemy, it will immediately launch an attack.

Space Marines have extremely fast neural reflexes, and their bombs are powerful.

Once hit, it is likely to directly destroy the energy shield of the combat suit.

Think of the opponent's huge caliber weapon.

Tiwa has more recognition of the barbaric definition of the human race.

Only lunatics and thugs would develop that kind of weapon.

The best way to fight is to use your own mobility to attack first when you find it. If you fail to hit it, just evacuate directly, use the flight function to temporarily leave the battlefield, and then call for fire support to clean up a wave.

"Found, enemy, no!"

A terrified voice sounded.

It then disappears to show disconnected.

By the time the others arrived, the Huo warrior was already dead.

With a headshot, the two drones fell beside them, emitting black smoke and flashing electric sparks.

"May you return to the ether." Tivar and several other Fireshield warriors stood beside the dead man, praying for him.

Tivar swore to avenge the dead.

A machine bee took the corpse away.

Many Huoshi fighters continued to sneak.

A small team detected the enemy and entered the factory under the cover of drones.

It was dark inside the factory.

The opponent deliberately cut off the light source.

The Tivar knew that these Space Marines could see in low light.

They're all some savage lunatics.

"Be careful, he's not far away." Tiwa told the team to keep their spirits up.

The Huo warriors activated heat source detection, and the drones also activated the radar to scan the complex factory environment.

A Space Marine emerges from the darkness.

The bolt gun in his hand pulled the trigger continuously, shooting the Huoshi fighters continuously.

Even in a stealth state, the opponent can still hit the Huo warrior with his keen intuition.

The explosive bombs are extremely powerful, and the energy shield can reduce a certain amount of damage.

But the body of Huo's fighters is still too weak, once they are hit at a vital point, they will lose their ability to move.

The opponent's shooting is so accurate that it can even calculate the evasion behavior of Huo's fighters.

Without the slightest hesitation, every time you shoot, you will basically hit.

In less than a minute, the ten-member Huo clan's tactical team quickly reduced its staff by more than half.

Relying on his keen fighting intuition, the opponent rushed left and right all the way, accompanied by a series of screams, Huo Shi fell down continuously.

"Sacrifice is the cornerstone of victory," said a Fire warrior, leaping at the Space Marine.

There is a special device hanging on his body, which shows a countdown.

At this time, the countdown has reached the last few seconds.

The other Huoshi fighters either evacuated the area, or ordered the heavy shield machine bee to block in front of them to resist the impending explosion.

After the space warrior killed another Huo's warrior with the chainsword, he subconsciously looked at the Huo's warrior who rushed towards him.

Seeing the device in the opponent's hand, he turned around and wanted to escape.

But it was too late, there was a booming explosion, and the soaring flames lit up the sky.

The entire factory area was bombed.

"The first one." Standing on a high place, Tiwa saw the flames, and the seven Huoshi warriors had already gone offline, wishing them to return to the embrace of the ether.

Tiwa clenched his fists and ordered the scout drones to move on.

For glory, for victory, for the highest good can shine in the galaxy.

The necessary sacrifice is worth it.

The Tau race will surely replace humans as the new masters of the galaxy,

These heroes are destined to be remembered.

The Fire Warriors of the Tau tribe have already been blessed by the ethers, and they will not stop because they pity their lives.

With the first kill, soon the second, third, fourth, one after another, the Huoshi fighters wiped out these enemies hidden inside the factory with their fearless sacrifice and powerful firepower.

Titanium tiles are not very happy. After obtaining the battlefield information provided by the scouting drones, controlling the entire factory structure, and being able to predict the enemy's prophet, as well as sufficient fire support, the battle loss ratio of the Huoshi fighters and space fighters of the Tau clan is still the same. Up to fifteen to one.

One must know that the Huoshi fighters led by Tiwa are all elite, wearing the latest battle suits.

Their combat effectiveness is much higher than that of ordinary Huo clan.

In addition, they also have almost unlimited fire support and battlefield information provided by the detection drones.

Fifteen to one is a terrible battle loss ratio for them.

For titanium tiles, some are unacceptable.

"There is one last one." Tiwa whispered.

"Find the heat sensor of the target."

A Fire Warrior shouted over the comm.

"Very good. All squads gather and kill him." Tie ordered.

For this kind of small-scale combat, Tiva admits that they are not as good as these barbaric human gene creations.

Maybe it should, find a way to make them fight head-on.

In terms of frontal firepower, the Tau race is much stronger than humans.

In addition to the huge number of Huoshi fighters, there are also various advanced artillery arrays that can bombard them without interruption.

Tiwa decided that next time, he would rather find a way to blow up the factory and send the opponent to the sky with firepower, rather than waste the lives of Huo's soldiers.

Under Tiwa's order, many teams assembled quickly.

He counted, and there were a total of forty Huo clan fighters, all of whom were special elites.

Such a force is more than enough to hunt a lone wolf.

But Tiwa still underestimated the horror of that lone wolf.

The opponent was proficient in stealth and ambush, escaped hunting several times, and killed many Huoshi.

Tiwa spent a lot of effort to block the opponent in a hall, leaving the opponent with no way to escape.

"For the blood of Lion."

Accompanied by a war cry, a scarred space warrior jumped down from his hiding place. The bombs in his hand had been exhausted, only the chainsword was still spinning at high speed.

The Tau have studied it and found that these chainswords look ancient, but they are very advanced.

Its material is made of single molecules, so it is extremely sharp and can easily break through the battle suit.

The space warrior fought fiercely, obviously determined to die.

He was extremely swift, sweeping across all directions with the roaring chainsword in his hand.

No Huo clan fighter could beat the opponent in close combat, and was easily swept and beheaded.

In just three minutes of fighting, Tiwa lost fifteen comrades in arms.

Dozens of drones fell to the ground, and electric sparks burst out.

The other drones output with all their strength, and the dazzling pulse beams filled the entire room, blocking the opponent's way.

There are dazzling beams of light everywhere.

The factory area selected as the combat area is full of steel artifacts.

At this time, many places were melted, and molten iron was dripping. ,

The other party was biting everything like a crazy beast, and its speed was extremely sensitive.

Until a robot bee hit the opponent's leg, the scorching light instantly pierced through the strong thigh covered with steel.

The speed of the opponent slowed down, and he limped to fight.

Tiwa didn't waste this opportunity. He raised the pulse gun in his hand and hit the opponent's other leg with one shot. After the opponent let out a scream, he fell down.

Tiwa was not careless, he ordered the machine bee to continue output.

After confirming that the opponent was no longer able to resist, he ordered to stop.

At this time, half of the opponent's body has been penetrated by the beam.

He was shot in the heart.

But what is shocking is that the other party did not die because of this.

Tiwa ordered people to take off the opponent's mask, but the opponent was still alive, and his tenacious vitality was outrageous.

"You are a group of monsters." Tiwa looked at the space warrior who was gnashing his teeth at him and said, "Look, even if you have only one head left, you can still bite people, it's too scary."

"You will pay for this, and the Warden Chapter will pay in blood," the Space Marine said.

"You will never have this opportunity. The Tau Empire will become the new master of the galaxy." Tau Va said, "Your era has passed, and now is the era of the Tau people. You will never go against the general trend."

"You will know what the general trend is. The son of the Lion King has guarded the empire for ten thousand years, and no one has ever been able to completely defeat us." The space warrior said.

"Now there is." Tiwa raised his gun and pointed it at the head of the space warrior, "The Tau Empire is invincible."

He pulled the trigger.

The space warrior's head was pierced by the light beam, exuding a scorching smell.

"The mission is completed, they have all been wiped out, and the infiltration plan has failed." Tiwa reported to the superior.

"Well done, we will launch an all-out attack on their monastery, utterly ruining this so-called Warden Chapter. All glory to the Aether, all glory to the Tau Empire."

On the other end of the communication, there was a fanatical voice.

Tiwa smiled, and then ordered people to clean up the battlefield and prepare for the next battle.

subspace channel.

Honor Laurel.

Calgar stood on the bridge, took a deep breath, and then another.

The second original casting upgrade was successfully completed.

He could feel the blood rushing through his majestic body.

Air travels to and from his lungs at several times the speed of an ordinary person.

The breath rolled up has a tidal force.

The improvement brought about by the second original casting upgrade is even more terrifying, and Calgar feels unprecedented powerful power lurking in his body.

The power armor he uses has been fully upgraded to ensure that the armor can adapt to his stronger body and unleash even more terrifying power.

"Flickering." Calgar's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body changed with the words, shattered like glass, and then merged into a solid body ten meters away.

"You are becoming more proficient in using this power. It seems that you are very talented. You must know that it is really difficult for an ordinary psychic to control this power. You need to experience countless failures. There is only a slight chance of success.”

Calgar's exclusive psychic consulting expert stood aside in a robe and said.

"No, it's not my talent. It's the instinct brought about by upgrading and strengthening. I feel that using this ability is like breathing. As long as I want to, I can release it."

Calgar shook his head, he was very clear that he could have such a special skill, not because of his own reasons.

It is the special ability brought about by the second-generation original casting upgrade launched by the original body.

Calgar also doesn't know how the Primarch managed to implant these special skills into his body, making him even more powerful.

This ability is similar to psionic power, but it doesn't burden the spirit at all.

It means that Calgar's ability does not need any price.

This is an unimaginable advantage over psykers.

When a psyker uses his ability once, he often needs to pay the price of a splitting headache and tormented by hallucinations.

Seriously, even the soul will be eaten by the devil.

Just this point, it is against the sky.

In addition to flickering, Calgar also has other skills, mind perception, spiritual invasion, etc., all of which are special abilities brought about by the original casting upgrade this time.

He can even jump continuously with the help of air, treating the air as an entity.

Calgar gave it a try, and he was able to jump through the air three times in a row.

Maybe even more jumps as he gets used to the reinforcement and slowly develops it.

The original casting upgrade is a true demigod path.

"This time, I will definitely not disappoint my father. I will use my life to guard the Vigilance Star. The Vigilance Star is there when people are alive, and the Vigilance Star is also there when people die."

Calgar tried his abilities a few times, and his tone became firmer than ever.

This time, he will definitely give the Primarch a satisfactory answer.

Hold the Vigilante and beat Abaddon to show him just how powerful Calgar's iron fist really is.

Vengeful Spirit.

Abaddon stood at the position he was most used to on the bridge, looking coldly at the warning star displayed by the holographic projection.

This is a vast world, heavily guarded.

This is evident from the naval ships scattered around it, as well as the many Loyalist Chapter runes displayed on the ancient device interface.

However, such a huge military force is now in disarray, disrupted by savage aliens and internal thugs.

Those aliens instinctively smelled the great value of this planet as the only stable transit point at the northern end of the Nachmond Corridor.

The Corridor of Nachmond is one of the only known passages to the dark side of the Empire.

Whoever controls this area will gain the dominance.

However, the nobles of the empire, as always, dragged the loyalist army back.

They searched for water, food, and various products that can be used by themselves for 1,000 years, and then hid behind the high wall, letting those ordinary people fend for themselves.

Such a selfish and irresponsible behavior made countless civilians angry. Under the instigation of some churches, a massive rebellion was launched, causing the Hive City to fall into turmoil.

"Stupid as always." Abaddon sneered as he looked at the various information displayed on the screen.

The kingdom created by the corpse emperor is so corrupt and disgusting.

This is the fate of letting those mortals take power.

Only by overthrowing the corpse emperor, letting mankind fall into chaos, and be ruled by superhuman space fighters, can there be a chance of redemption.

Abaddon inherited the dream of his genetic father, which was to overthrow the corpse emperor and rebuild the human empire.

The Nachmond Corridor didn't do much for Abaddon.

After all, with the help of his allies in the warp, he could navigate the storms of the warp, ignoring the effects of the Great Rift.

On this trip, his purpose is to destroy the Blackstone device here, and completely cut off Terra's way to the dark side of the empire.

Abaddon's meditation was interrupted by the captive's remarkable breathing.

He turned his head and glanced at the fallen Space Marine.

This poor unlucky guy had been stabbed more than a dozen times, but the powerful physiological mechanism still maintained his life.

. Seeing the other party's once handsome face covered with blood, Abaddon showed a cruel smile.

It's always fun to crush the hopes of these loyalists and push them into the abyss.

He stepped in front of the loyalist, "I wish you lived longer, so you could see how I crushed your warband and hung up their corpses."

"You will only kill yourself, your doomsday is coming soon." The star warrior captive coughed and coughed up blood once after saying a word, and the blood from the wound dripped down the scarlet armor. Obviously, He has reached his limit. "The thirteen original body has awakened, you will be completely defeated by him, and there will be no chance of turning over."

Abaddon revealed the claw of Horus, and the tip of the claw rested on the warrior's neck, "Do you know this weapon?"

The Space Marine looked up, hatred and anger in his eyes.

Abaddon didn't wait for his answer, but continued on his own.

"It drank the hot blood of your genetic father, where Sanguinius fell in the past. The claw of Horus will also drink the blood of Guilliman. Then I will cut off his head , put it here, and make him like his stupid brother."

He flexed the Claw of Horus, savoring the memory of slaying the Primarch within it.

Under his feet, the bloodstains had not been cleaned up.

Most of it was Sanguinius' blood, but some came from the Emperor himself.

"You will pay the price," growled the Space Marine, as Abaddon spoke of the death of Sanguinius, sending him into space and time, symptomatic of Black Rage.

Abaddon didn't care about this, even if the son of Sanguinius in front of him lost control and went berserk, he would not be his opponent.

The other party's hatred and anger made him quite useful.

That's it, breaking the psychological defenses of these idiots little by little, using their pain to break them down.

"No one can make me pay. The Primarch's time is past. This is Abaddon's time. This is my time."

Abaddon laughed, full of complacency.

For Vigilus, he has assembled an army never seen before.

Every day new warships and warbands come to join him from the Styx War Zone and the Hellforge of the Eye of Terror.

The strength of the army is definitely the most terrifying war gang assembly after the Battle of Cadia.

It was really easy to defeat the Alien and Loyalist forces on Vigilante.

Just comparing the Spirit of Vengeance with the Imperial Navy stationed on Vigilus is like a competition between a giant sword and a small knife.

The Vengeful Spirit is a Queen of Glory class ship.

Once, it belonged to Horus.

With Horus launching that battle on Terra.

Unfortunately, Horus failed.

He was so weak that Terra stood upright under his frantic attacks, only to fail in the end.

Abaddon will succeed because he is strong enough.

Vigilante must fall before him.

At that point, an entire half of the galaxy will be completely cut off from the Emperor's Light.

In this way, the war that has lasted for thousands of years has come to an end.

Once his quarry is crippled, he can march on Terra, end the Emperor's reign once and for all, and bring Khayon out of Terra's prison.

Abaddon swore that he would step on the ruins of the palace, declaring that he had fulfilled Horus' dream and redeemed mankind.

"You will always be dreaming," said the loyal Space Marine. "You will never defeat a Primarch, and you will never enter Terra. You will only be a loser like your genetic father. A wretched man whom men mock."

When Abaddon heard this, his face was gloomy and cold, and he was a little angry.

He grabbed the loyal Space Marine.

From the scabbard at the side, he drew the magic sword Drachanian, which inhabited the first murder.

"You may want to die at the claws of Horus like your genetic father, but you don't deserve it, because you're just a pathetic, shapeless idiot. The empire is finished, I Abaddon said, even if The corpse emperor immediately ran from his golden prison, this matter cannot be changed, you are finished."

Pooh.

The space marine spat.

Acidic saliva sizzled against Abaddon's armor.

Abaddon didn't hesitate, he pierced the opponent's throat with his sword, and took out the opponent's gene seed deftly and accurately, and then pierced through the opponent's body with the sword, allowing the magic sword to suck all his vitality.

The Space Marine soldier fell, blood soaking the floor where Sanguinius' blood had once stained.

"Vigilus shares your fate, fool," Abaddon whispered.

Putting the magic sword into the scabbard, Abaddon looked at the wizard who was carving an octagonal summoning rune.

"Connect me to the star grabber, so that I can have a more comprehensive understanding of the current situation."

"As you wish." The wizard bowed with a very respectful attitude.

He was careful, as always, to look away, to avoid offending the moody Abaddon.

Abaddon paid no heed to the other's cowardice.

The other party is still useful, and is considered obedient, let him live for the time being.

As the incantation was chanted, the eight braziers placed on the eight-pointed star rune emitted thick smoke, forming a figure.

The air flickered a few times, and the figure formed by the mist became clear, revealing the red eyepiece and distorted mouth of the Star Reaver.

"Harken," said Abaddon, "report on your situation."

"We have brought war and disaster in your name. It is a pity that the local forces are still stubbornly resisting, and we are almost able to conquer each other. And some new news shows that there are new forces preparing to enter Vigilus, Then the situation could be even more chaotic.”

"My coming is conquest." Abaddon raised the claw of Horus in his hand, "Tell me, who doesn't have eyes and is ready to continue to die?"

"The assistant under Lord Macragge, the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines Chapter - Calgar, in addition, there are also the Battle Nuns under the State Church, and a group of newly formed Knights, as well as a large star Realm Army Corps."

Abaddon showed a trace of disgust, "Guilliman is still as stupid as ever, he would send Calgar to die. If that's the case, then I will behead Calga on the Vigilante, and let the news of his death be accompanied by the news of Vigilante's fall." Reaching his ears, making him weep with regret over the death of his favorite son."

"This is inevitable. After Horus, the only Warmaster who has been blessed by the four gods and controls the Eye of Terror, Calgar is destined to be your dead soul under the sword."

The star grabber said respectfully.

"I prefer to hunt Guilliman, the days of using his head to proclaim the Primarch are over," Abaddon said.

"You shall have your wish, Warmaster," said the Starreaver.

Abaddon smiled, "I just hope that this day won't take too long. That stupid Guilliman must not hide behind his heir like a coward, or I will despise him."