Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 189

  The battle in the void has been going on for a long time.

   Both the Empire and Chaos maintain a stalemate.

  With the arrival of the Calgar fleet, this stalemate was quickly broken.

  The scale of victory quickly tilted to the side of the human empire.

   There are no accidents in the Void War, everything is a matter of course, and mankind is destined to win.

  When Calgar's flagship, the Glorious Laurel, appeared in the Void.

  The victory of the void battlefield is already doomed.

  No matter what the Chaos side does, it is impossible to change this ending.

  The huge imperial fleet completely crushed Chaos in terms of firepower and numbers.

   In the face of the absolute power of destruction.

   Any subtle tactic is a poor joke.

   What's more, the Chaos fleet has no cooperation at all due to internal fighting.

  A group of stragglers fighting independently face the well-equipped and advanced regular army.

   It is really hard to say how cruel the scene was.

  The fleet spearheaded by the Glory Laurel pierced into the weak area of ​​the Chaos fleet, and the infinite firepower covered every Chaos ship within the strike range.

   Every Chaos battleship is seriously overflowed with damage.

  The imperial fleet showed the Chaos side what is called a fire-saturation strike.

  After Guilliman's reforms, the number of Imperial Navy ships has been rising.

  Forge worlds are building warships at a frantic pace.

  It turned the imperial navy, which was always petty in war, into a fanatical follower of the theory of firepower.

   There is no enemy that can't be dealt with by a light spear. If there is one, give him a thousand shots.

  Use absolute firepower to let the enemy know what cruelty is.

  Don't ask why the empire is so wasteful, asking is arrogant.

  A battleship belonging to the Iron Warriors was torn apart by the endless firepower of the void shield.

  The firepower of the empire is too terrifying.

  Even if there is only a tiny weak point, it will be blasted through by the overwhelming firepower, tearing up the hull structure, and finally becoming a pile of wreckage scattered in the cold space.

   The battleship's void shield was overwhelmed by countless explosions.

  Shield generators are overloaded with frequent flashes.

  Countless light spears covered the surface of the void shield.

  Let the entire void shield be covered with gully-shaped white flames.

  When the void shield disappeared, thousands of tons of live ammunition followed.

  The battleship withstood the bombardment for a full ten seconds.

  The hull exploded one after another, and at the end, the flames caused by the explosion converged into a huge pillar of fire, which was ejected from the cabin, resulting in a big explosion.

   In a silent burst, the flames are burning.

   The keel of the battleship broke.

   A second later, the reactor exploded.

   A miniature sun envelopes the entire ship in a perfectly shaped yellow sphere.

  The viewing port of the Glory Laurel will automatically darken accordingly to block out the too strong light.

  The edge of the nova reaction produced by the reactor explosion touched the frigate next to it.

  The void shield of that ship was also overloaded and shut down in the electromagnetic storm formed by many moving purple currents.

   Soon, the unlucky frigate also embarked on the same fate as the battleship.

   Burns in silent flames, bursts, and finally falls apart.

  The imperial fleet is devastated, and no Chaos ship can stand in front of the spears formed by the fleet.

   Chaos ships let alone counterattack, they are lucky to be able to escape by chance.

   Only the Spirit of Vengeance, blessed by the gods, managed to escape from the battlefield by chance.

   "Fleet, free fire," Calgar ordered, "Clean them up."

  There are a large number of debris floating in the void, and the imperial fleet is besieging the remaining Chaos ships.

  Those Chaos ships were all running for their lives in a hurry. They thought there would be a fierce battle.

  However, they underestimated the power of the Imperial fleet.

  Their understanding of the Imperial Navy is still in the period when Guilliman has not yet awakened.

  Unbeknownst to them, the Imperial Navy before Guilliman awakened and the Imperial Navy after Guilliman awakened were two completely different concepts.

  Calgar stood on the bridge, originally wanting to wipe out these Chaos fleets completely, block those Chaos fighters on the Vigilance Star, and come out to close the door and beat the dogs.

  However, a psychic communication from the Eldar Seer-Anviel of Sam's Arkworld caused him to terminate this plan.

  From the information disclosed by the other party, he realized that the situation of Vigilante has reached the point of urgency.

   "The plan of the predators is about to succeed. Once they are allowed to complete the ceremony, the Nachmond Corridor will be closed directly, and Terra will lose the only stable channel leading to the dark side of the empire."

  Receiving a psychic communication from an Eldar ally, Calgar could only relinquish control of the fleet to others.

  Lead the team to the surface of Vigilus to stop Abaddon's conspiracy.

  The chaotic Chaos Fleet has already fallen apart, and what follows is just a meaningless unilateral massacre.

  Those chaotic warships that were panicked and only cared about fleeing for their lives could no longer prevent the imperial fleet from approaching the Vigilante.

  Many imperial ships passed through the wreckage ring formed by the broken ships at full speed, headed towards the warning star, and parked in low-earth orbit.

  Many Primaris Space Marines have also received Calgar's order, and they are all ready.

   They are gathered on the drop deck, waiting to be teleported.

  The mechanical ark has also entered the low-earth orbit of the Vigilante, and the anti-aircraft artillery controlled by the forces of chaos has continuously bombarded the void shield of the mechanical ark.

  Unfortunately, the lethality was not that great, and Regula didn't care about it.

  At this time, he was still having a final conversation with the Thunderbird pilot.

  If the test passes, the Thunderbird air-to-ground amphibious fighter will be officially deployed to the Imperial Army.

   is of great significance to the empire.

  It is also of great significance to Mechanicism.

  Represents that the Empire and the Mechanicum will completely abandon the old concepts in the past and start to make great strides in innovation. Human beings will once again embark on the path of science and rationality

   "Beautiful girls, it's time to test your training results." Regula stood on the high platform and shouted with a mechanical voice.

   Numerous female pilots of the Jiaoyang Legion have also assembled, and they are ready for actual combat.

  The superiority of the Thunderbird fighter is fully demonstrated at this moment.

  It does not require a dropship to reach the surface.

   This alone is enough to instantly kill the various Titan models currently used by the empire.

  The current Titans of the empire need transport ships to send them to the ground, which is very cumbersome.

   means that the empire must suppress the opponent's anti-aircraft firepower in order to send the Titan to the ground.

  The Titan that landed is the God of War, with the Void Shield and Titan weapons killing all directions.

  A Titan that has not landed is like a phoenix that has shed its feathers and is not as good as a chicken. Once it is killed, the many costs that the Empire has paid for the Titan will not be recovered.

  The Thunderbirds simply don't need the Empire to suppress ground fire.

   Can rely on speed to pass through the dense firepower network and land as a firepower unit.

   "The relevant task details have been transferred to your personal database, perform well, girls." After finishing this sentence, Pugula, the mechanical sage, stepped back.

   "For the Emperor."

   "For Guilliman."

   "We shall win."

  Accompanied by the girls' oath, many mechanical priests got busy, preparing for their final expedition.

  The Thunderbird fighter jet is controlled by a single person, there is no crew member, and all problems can only be returned to the hangar or maintenance base to deal with.

   For this reason, inspection before departure is essential.

   A slight mistake can lead to a fatal error.

   Soon, the Thunderbird fighter jets were pulled by the mechanical arm to the port road of the ark one by one.

  They take off in sequence and rush to the void.

  Ania's body was sleeping in the nutrient solution.

  Her consciousness has merged with the Thunderbird fighter.

   No keystrokes or assistance required.

   All she needs is a command from her consciousness, and the fighter can start to operate.

  The roaring engine pushes the heavy fighter.

   After sliding through the passage leading to the outside world.

   At the last few meters, the thruster ejected a blue propulsion flame.

  The celestial force field traction device installed on the fuselage also made a huge buzzing sound.

  This device allows the Thunderbird fighter to eject and accelerate with the help of the celestial force field.

  The fighter roared out, and after completing the acceleration, it rushed directly to the surface of Vigilus.

  The speed quickly reached a speed of three kilometers per second. 1

  The ground defense force spotted the Thunderbird, but the speed made it difficult for them to lock the Thunderbird.

   You can only watch them easily escape the dense firepower net and invade the airspace they control.

   "Stupid follower of the corpse emperor, pay the price."

  A warlord-level Titan from the Chaos side pulsates with heavy steps, and the sounder emits the crazy voice of Chaos Cultists.

   This warlord-class Titan once played a huge role in the Great Crusade, capturing cities and territories for the Empire.

   However, after the Horus Heresy, the Deathskulls joined forces with Chaos.

   Stained with the blood of countless loyalists.

   Later, this Titan was transformed by the Dark Mechanicus in the Eye of Terror, and its power was further enhanced, making it even more terrifying and powerful.

  With the defeat of the knights, Jubei City will no longer have the power to stop them.

  At the feet of the Titan, the Chaos Cultists held banners and weapons, forming battle clusters one by one.

  They surrounded the Titans, using the opponent's firepower and shields to stare at the defensive artillery of Jubei City.

  They were extremely excited, looking forward to breaking through the last line of defense of Jubei City.

   Slaughter those stupid believers of the corpse emperor.

  Let those fools know that the will of the Chaos Gods cannot be violated.

  The corpse emperor is just a lie, and the gods are the truth.

  The empire is retreating steadily, and the knights have been defeated.

  The fragmented wreckage of the titan is scattered everywhere, burning with flames.

  The loyal knights fought to the last moment, but it is a pity that the number of Titans on the Chaos side far exceeds them.

   In addition, their Titans are also much worse in quality than Chaos.

   Failure is an inevitable thing.

   "Death!" The Chaos Cultist stabbed the defender in front of him to death. The bright red blood made him extremely excited, and he couldn't help shouting again.

  He couldn't bear to offer more sacrifices to the gods.

  The defenders hiding in ravines and fortresses became more and more desperate.

   There are more and more Chaos Cultists, and there are Titans to help.

   Soon, they will all die.

  An officer draws his saber, ready to encourage the soldiers to fight back one last time, to die heroically.

   Before he could speak, there was a whistling sound in the sky.

  Looking up, I saw several fighter planes roaring from a distance. The speed was so fast that visible sound waves appeared at the tail of the fighter planes, and billowing white air waves formed where they flew past.

  The officer saw golden double-headed eagles etched on the fighter planes.

   This logo clearly shows that these fighters belong to the imperial camp.

  The colonel showed a hint of joy, but soon became desperate again.

  The opponent has Titans, and fighter planes can't help them. The loss of the defense line is a foregone conclusion.

  The Chaos Cultists looked up at the fighter plane, unlike the Empire side, they let out excited shouts.

  In their view, the other party is undoubtedly looking for death, flying at low altitude in front of the Titan, is it a display for the Titan's artillery?

  Today, let the Titan's cannon tell these pilots how the jet should fly.

  Many thick muzzles were aimed at the sky, and the missiles on the shoulders rushed towards the enemy with tail flames.

  However, the opponent deftly avoided the intensive attack launched by the titans.

   None of the missiles and beams hit the enemy.

   After approaching the Titan, the fighter stopped for a moment and then switched shapes in the air. The gears and machinery were changing rapidly, and the armor was also being reshaped.

  In just a few tens of seconds, the fighter plane transformed into a Titan more than 40 meters away.

  Under the blessing of the original speed, when the Titan landed, it moved a long distance, leaving a gully on the ground.

   Those Chaos believers watched this scene in horror.

  The warplane-converted Titan is falling on top of them.

  The huge body fell to the ground, crushing them all into minced meat in an instant.

  The ravines left by the Titans were full of minced meat and blood of the Chaos Cultists. The scene was once very **** and cruel.

  The Chaos believers who were still excited saw this scene, and their morale was so frightened that they lost their morale. If it weren't for the warlord army behind them, they might turn around and run away.

  The defenders were also dumbfounded.

   They watched those warplanes transform in the air, and then landed as Titans.

  The multi-tube rapid-fire rotary cannon mounted on the thick mechanical arm also opened fire immediately, frantically strafing the Chaos Cultists on the ground.

  The speed of the artillery is very fast, enough to fire a thousand lasers in one second, and the power is enough to penetrate the steel plate.

  In just a few breaths, the Chaos Cultists who were still rampant and excited all suffered heavy casualties.

   Those who survived were also howling and screaming.

  In a moment, the situation was reversed.

  The officers and many soldiers who thought they were dead just now smiled.

  The warrior-level Titan saw this scene, turned its guns and fired at the fighter Titans that killed the ground troops of the Chaos side.

  The Thunderbird Titan is slightly thinner in size, but the technology contained in it is far superior to many traditional Titans of the Empire.

  Missiles and blast energy beams hitting their shields can only cause the shield to rippling with light, and cannot break through the defense at all.

  The ground troops attacking Jubei City were quickly slaughtered by the Thunderbird Titan. Afterwards, they turned their heads and looked at the Warrior Titan.

  As if they had a tacit understanding, a spear with a shining blue arc popped out of the steel-cast arm.

   Titan duels tend not to last long.

  Even if the size of both sides is very large.

  Duels often only take a moment to decide the outcome.

  The force field device and the propulsion device behind it allow the Thunderbird Titan to have better mobility.

   They can even spin and jump, doing all sorts of things older Titans couldn't.

  Waving the huge palm of the Warrior Titan, it made a sound like a sonic boom in the air, but it was deftly dodged.

  The Thunderbird Titan relies on the kinetic energy given by the thrusters and the armor-piercing given by the power field.

  Three or four spears pierced the belly of the warrior-level titan.

   Another one pierced the head of the Warlord-class Titan, killing one-third of the crew members on the spot.

  The battle process is simple and efficient, without the slightest sloppiness.

  Thunderbird-type Titan completely crushes Warlord-level Titan in terms of speed.

   No matter how powerful the warrior-level Titan is.

   But you can't hit the opponent, and it's useless.

  Ania felt unprecedentedly relaxed, the enemy was no match for them at all.

   Without even a decent resistance, they have already been overthrown. The Chaos side is a piece of rubbish!

  If the Titan crew members on the opposite side heard her thoughts, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.

  The performance of the new Titan is far superior to the Titans researched by the Martian Mechanicus in the past.

   Not to mention, the old models of the Chaos Party that were 10,000 years ago.

   Comparing the two, it is completely like holding a Gatling laser gun and playing an arquebus. The two are not on the same level at all.

  The crew members in the cockpit of the Warrior Titan screamed, but their cries could not change the situation of the battle.

  The abdomen was pierced, and the energy core was also destroyed.

  The interior of the Warlord Titan flashes red lights for alarm.

  The energy pipeline was damaged, as was the energy stack cooling device.

  Those crew members tried to open the hatch and escape from the warrior-level Titan.

   Once the overheated energy core explodes, they will all die inside.

  Kainiya and the others did not give them a chance.

  The spear in his hand retracted and stabbed out again, completely destroying the energy core and energy circuit of the Warrior Titan.

  Detecting that the energy overflow index of the warrior-level Titan increased, Ainiya and the others withdrew, then switched to fighter plane form, and roared away.

   The battle here is over.

  They need to go to the next battle.

  The purpose of the Thunderbird air-to-ground amphibious fighter is this, relying on its speed advantage to quickly cut through the enemy.

  The battlefield situation is extremely complicated, and speed is the key to determining the outcome of a game.

  The competition on the battlefield is not only the number of the two sides, but also the logistics and the speed of the troops.

  A troop with 500,000 troops and a troop with 100,000 troops, must it be 500,000 troops encircling 100,000 troops?

  If the 100,000 army has super high mobility and can cooperate closely, the 500,000 army is the one that is surrounded.

   Troops that cannot be put into battle and supported in time do not exist for the two warring parties.

  The warrior-level titan that originally had the advantage on the battlefield fell to the ground.

  Mars spewed out from the damaged mechanical joints like a fountain.

  Afterwards, Mars turned into a flame that soared into the sky, and a big explosion rumbled and the ground shook.

   Tens of thousands of fragments were like blades, rushing in all directions with high temperature and flames. The Chaos army, which had suffered heavy casualties, suffered another disaster.

  The Titan's explosion turned several kilometers around into hell, and a huge high-temperature shock wave swept away, drowning those Chaos Cultists.

  The missiles stored in the Titan were also detonated, setting off a series of explosions and intensifying the shock wave.

  The imperial defenders also had to hide in the trenches, and when the wind and waves calmed down outside, they went out. Everything had settled, the ground was scorched black, and there were fragmented corpses everywhere.

  A look of awe crossed their faces.

  The strength of the imperial support force was beyond their expectations.

   A difficult defensive battle was turned into a one-sided massacre by them.

  The speed was so fast that the defenders felt like they were dreaming.

   Just now, I was parting from life and death, and I was preparing to write a will.

  Now it's just a matter of laughing and watching the enemy disappear in an instant.

   "Empire shall prevail."

  On the silent battlefield, I don't know who shouted the first sentence.

   Then the defenders shouted excitedly.

  They crawled out of the trenches and rushed to the burnt-in-the-scorched battlefield where limbs and arms were scattered everywhere.

   Some Chaos cultists survived by chance and were dragged out by them.

  Those guys are no longer as rampant as they were just now, their faces are full of fear and desire for life.

  The counterattacking defenders showed no mercy, they made the captives kneel.

  Do to them what the damned do to Imperial captives.

   The same scenario is playing out elsewhere.

  The appearance of the imperial support troops brought the defenders of Jubei City, who were originally at a disadvantage, to an instant comeback.

  Some Chaos cultists had already reached the city, but they were still fired by the support troops, and they were defeated, crying for their father and mother.

  The horrific firepower of the support troops made their previous excitement and carnival disappear without a trace, replaced by fear and despair.

  The mentality of the Jubei City defenders and the Chaos troops has reversed.

  The same is true for the offense and defense of both sides.

  Eastern Mountains of Vigilus.

  Jace is here to stop the attack of Heretic Tate, and even the Eldar show up to help them defend the eastern mountains.

  Under the strata of the Eastern Mountain Range are rich blackstone deposits, and it is also one of the important nodes for the Word Bearers to reverse the vigilant anti-subspace force field.

  Knowing the importance of their mission, Jess and the others are ready to fight to the death.

  The two sides engaged in small-scale brutal fights in the complex environment of the Black Mountains.

   In order to prevent the Eastern Mountain Range from falling into the hands of Chaos, Jess took the risk of attracting the gene stealers hiding in the depths of the Eastern Mountain Range, and also attracted the orcs who were destroying everywhere.

  He knew very well that this place could not be held with the strength of loyalists.

   Abaddon is too strong, no one can stand against him.

  Jess can only use this method to plunge the eastern mountains into chaos and stop the plot of the Black Legion.

   This strategy was very successful.

  The eastern mountains became a land of chaos.

   Zerg, Orc, Empire, Chaos, and other forces are constantly fighting in the mountains.

   Traces of battle and mutilated corpses can be seen everywhere.

  The eastern mountain range has a large number of tunnels, and geothermal heat gushes out.

  After the riot, the Genestealers saw it as a brood.

  The environment there is very suitable for the Zerg race, and they have an absolute upper hand in fighting in that kind of place.

  With geothermal heat, they do not lack any energy sources. It is a good place that can be attacked, defended, and farmed.

   For this reason, they will never hand over the Eastern Mountain Range to any party.

  Orcs are more pure, they were born purely for war.

  The more wars, the more excited they are.

   Realizing that there were more wars in the Eastern Mountains, orc clans from all over the place set out on their locomotives.

   The more the Chaos party uses all kinds of powerful weapons to wipe them out, the more excited they are, and they come from all directions in a steady stream, just to fight with bugs and bad shrimps.

  However, Abaddon's ability to become the Warmaster was definitely not due to him treating guests to dinner, giving the Four Gods a back door, nor was it brought about by his father's connections.

  The subspace is a place that pays attention to strength.

   Abaddon relied on his own strength to conquer other warbands and form the Black Legion, and finally he was recognized by the Four Gods and became the Warmaster.

  Seeing the stalemate in the battle, Abaddon went off in person, sweeping away all enemies who dared to stand in his way with his mighty strength.

  The elite of the Black Legion came out and fought their way out, allowing the Word Bearers to install the Blackstone Demon Crown on the top of the Eastern Mountain Range and perform the ceremony.

  Jess was forced to take the last force and the Eldar to stop it.

  The long-term battle has left them scarred and on the verge of their limit.

  Many soldiers didn't even get a good night's sleep, and what they ate was the nutrient cream in their battle armor.

   However, none of the fighters flinched.

   Shouting oaths, they charged the Black Legion ceremony.

   "Traitor." Jess stepped into the battlefield with a hammer in hand.

  His scepter has been broken, and the hammer in his hand is another warrior's relic.

   "Stupid, idiot who can't see the truth of the universe." Abaddon walked towards Jace. This damned little bug has repeatedly sabotaged his plans, and now it's time to liquidate.

  Jess accelerated and rushed up, using the impact of running, he swung his warhammer to attack.

   "Pay for your crimes."

  Jess's voice was full of anger.

   Facing Abaddon, he would think of Gabriel's death.

   He wants to avenge Gabriel.

   Blood for blood, this is the dogma of the wolf.

   After activating the Emperor's Angel combat engine, Jess' ability has also been greatly improved.

  The body becomes stronger and the senses become more acute.

   Abaddon didn't speak anymore, he also rushed to Jace, the claws of Horus covered with deadly energy.

  The magic sword Drachanian shone with a strange, evil light in his hand.

  The magic sword swung to Jace's head, he could only dodge hastily, and swung his warhammer to fight back.

   Unable to find out, the opponent's move was just a feint.

  The Claw of Horus is his real purpose.

  Jess fell into a disadvantage in an instant. Even if he got the blessing of the Emperor Angel battle engine, it would be difficult for him to fight against Abaddon who was blessed by the four gods.

  The war hammer in his hand barely blocked the fatal blow of the magic sword.

   Horus' claws pierced into Jess's body, and then he was thrown flying.

  Jace felt dizzy, and then filled with pain.

   Bright red blood spurted out and splashed in the air.

  When it landed, the ground was already bright red.

  He fell heavily on the ground, his vision was blurred, stone chips splashed beside him, and severe pain spread from the wound to his whole body.

   "Trash." Abaddon looked down at Jess condescendingly, with no concealment of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

  Jess endured the pain and stood up, supporting his body with the hammer.

  The anger in his heart sustained him.

  Looking at the great enemy in front of him, he let out a wolf howl soaked in grief and fury.

   The Space Wolves will never give up.

  He was born of Fenris, son of the Frost Wolves, who lived in the shadow of the Glacier of Death, and honed himself in the storms that swept across heaven and earth.

  Russ' will turned into blood flowing in his veins.

  He is the son of Fenris, he is the successor of Ruth's will, he is the wolf.

  Amidst the stern wolf howl, Jess' eyes turned crimson, and black hair grew out.

  The strong and powerful body grew rapidly, cracking the thick armor.

  Teeth becomes sharp and crosses each other.

  【A genetic data change has been detected, and the database has been formally filed-wolf-like, relevant data has been recorded】

  【The wolf has turned into a special genetic mutation, and it is being checked for genetic remodeling. 】

   The sound of the Emperor's Angels battle engine echoed in his mind, but Jace could no longer hear it.

   His rationality was also overwhelmed by wildness.

  Under infinite rage, he turned into a werewolf.

  The deaths of brothers and comrades, the deaths of civilians, and the mortal soldiers who fought in despair only to be crushed in the end.

   During this period of time, the sacrifices in front of him turned into fuel for anger, making every cell cry out in anger.

   Now that it has completely erupted, the only thing supporting him is his hatred for Chaos and his unbearable will to kill.

  Jess rushed towards Abaddon, he jumped up, smashed his knee heavily on Abaddon's arm, and suppressed him with his body and strength.

   "A monster." Abaddon sneered, "Look at the difference between your current appearance and a demon?"

  Jess couldn't speak, he just attacked the opponent crazily.

  The combination of wolf transformation and combat engine gave Jess an unprecedented increase in strength.

  Unfortunately, as the Warmaster, Abaddon's power has really reached a level comparable to or even surpassed that of Horus in the past.

The claw of Horus, blessed by the gods, caught a gap and pierced into Jess's chest. It was extremely sharp, and the armor and tough wolf-like skin were like paper. Abaddon pierced it. Put on.

  The claw of Horus lifted up, tearing Jess' body apart in an instant.

  Bright red, scorching wolf blood spurted out with the claws of Horus, sizzling on the ground.

  Jace staggered back in front of Abaddon, standing still for a few seconds.

   Then his legs went limp and he knelt down on the ground, bleeding profusely from his damaged lips.

   Abaddon stood in front of Jace condescendingly.

   All Jace could do was stare back with angry eyes.

   But he was too injured and couldn't stand up anymore.

   The evil power of the warp on Horus' Claw kept destroying his body.

  Heart of Guilliman's repair function has been severely weakened.

  Jess was completely desperate. With wolf form and combat engine, he couldn't defeat Abaddon, and he wasn't even qualified to fight him.

  The gap between the two is so large.

  It is so big that it is desperate.

   "The game is over, you idiot, you can't beat me." Abaddon said, raising the magic sword in his hand.

  Drachanian let out a howl of excitement, it was eager to bathe in the blood of a hero.

   Killing those warriors who are unwilling will always give it more pleasure.

  The unwillingness and pain of those warriors during their lifetime will be transformed into its nourishment, nourishing its twisted and evil essence.

  When the magic sword swung down, a strong flash of light lit up beside Abaddon.

  The attack of the magic sword Drachanian was also blocked, and Jess was able to survive.

"The disgusting lackey of Chaos." A deep and powerful voice came, and a blue figure appeared on the battlefield. It was the great lord of Ultramar, the capable subordinate of the Empire's regent, the most perfect extreme warrior, a model hero, possessed The most honored Calgar of the Ultramarines.

   He appeared with three hundred Primaris Space Marines.

   Of course, this is just the beginning.

  On the battlefield, there was a constant flash of light, and a steady stream of original cast space warriors came out of the light.

  Their joining turned the Black Legion, which had the upper hand, into a disadvantage.

  After receiving the warning from Anvil, the prophet of Sam's Ark World, Calgar did not dare to delay, and used the teleportation technology to directly teleport to the eastern mountain range to stop Abaddon's plot.

Seeing Calgar's appearance, Abaddon frowned slightly, "You came too early, the gift I gave you hasn't been ready yet! If you were a day or two late, you would be able to see the corpses and Infinite demons."

   "I also prepared a gift for you." Calgar said blankly, "A cage made of pure gold, and a fire rack in Terra."

   "Are you very confident in catching me??" Abaddon showed a mocking expression, "Who gave you what kind of confidence? Your genetic father? That stupid and cowardly Guilliman?"

   "If you can't catch it, it's okay to take the corpse back." Calga said, "To be honest, I have a problem with wasting resources to preserve the corpse of a traitor."

"By the way, how was the body of Horus kept in the past? I heard that he was kept very well by the Emperor's Children. When you found the body, you found hundreds of pieces in pieces. Horus is really brave and strong. Ah, his heir is even more so. He can sit back and watch his genetic father be divided into hundreds of pieces without any anger. It is amazing to be so strong and brave."

"Abadon, being a warrior, being a warmaster really wronged you. Go put on women's clothes, learn how to dance from the succubus, and prove your bravery and strength to the gods with beautiful dance moves. It will definitely be very gratifying.”

   Abaddon's face turned cold, and Calgar's poisonous tongue made him a little at a loss as to how to answer.

  The blasphemy of his genetic father made him even more angry.

   "You are looking for death!" Abaddon roared.

"You can give it a try and see who is looking for death! How can a waste who can't even keep the body of his genetic father have the guts to stand in front of me and talk to me? Could it be that after throwing yourself into chaos, you don't even have dignity and face?" Has it all been abandoned?"

   Calgar's contempt and arrogance made the angry Abaddon even more manic.

  The twin explosive bolts hanging under the Claw of Horus roared and fired, but Calgar did not make any evasive movements.

  A faint halo appeared in front of him, and the energy built into the armor blocked the impact of the explosive bomb.

  The flames of the explosion covered the shield, but failed to break through.

   Not to mention hurting Calgar.

   "You only have this ability, waste." Calgar said indifferently, "Go and learn to dance, Abaddon. You are not suitable for showing bravery in battle, you can conquer the gods with dance."

   "You'll know the answer, hope your weapon is as sharp as your mouth, bastard." Abaddon's face contorted in rage, and the air around him screamed.

  The demonic sword in his hand produced tentacles of demonic energy that licked the air like flames.

  The Claw of Horus is also fully charged, making a crackling sound.

  The evil power of the subspace makes this power claw even more terrifying, enough to tear everything apart.

   Abaddon was furious to the extreme, and he struck hard.

  The claw of Horus and the magic sword pierced Calgar's shield and pierced his body.

  But he was not happy, because the hand felt very wrong.

   There is no sense of reality that pierces the flesh and blood.

   More like a phantom.

   "Are you old and dizzy? Waste, I'm behind you."

   Calgar's voice sounded behind Abaddon.

   Abaddon was shocked, not knowing how the other party did it.

  Try to turn around and defend, but it's too late.

  A battle between the Astartes can be decided in an instant.

   Calgar's iron fist slammed heavily on Abaddon's body, not only smashing his back armor, but knocking him to the ground.

   Cough! cough! cough!

   Abaddon was pinned to the ground, blood dripping from his lips.

  He wanted to get up, but Calgar stepped on his head, stepped on it again, and stuck to the ground.

   "Is this the level?" Calgar looked at Abaddon whose head was trampled by him.

   Abaddon roared furiously, but Calgar's feet seemed to be welded to the planet, unable to move at all.

   "Do you think you have won, Calgar?" Abaddon's voice was full of hatred and killing intent.

   "Keep your head up before asking me if I won," Calgar said. "You're a piece of shit, Abaddon. You."

  The earth shook and cracked.

  In the distance, a ray of light shot straight into the sky.

   That is the light emitted by the activated Blackstone Demon Crown.

  The sky was torn apart, and countless demons poured out of it.

  They howled excitedly, jumping for joy that they came to the real universe.

  The anti-warp field of Vigilus has been reversed to become a massive amplifier.

   Demonic forces are stronger on Vigilus than elsewhere.

"You didn't win, Calgar." Abaddon, who was trampled on Calgar's feet, said tauntingly, "You focused on me like those idiots. This is your biggest mistake. If you don't save him, Maybe there is a last chance to stop it, but unfortunately, you made the wrong choice."

   "Kill you, those guys will collapse soon." Calgar said, "You are destined to end here today."

   "Do you think you can kill me?" Abaddon mocked, "I am the God's Chosen, and you want to kill me?"

  As soon as the words fell, a powerful shock wave of spiritual energy surged with Abaddon as the center.

   Calgar couldn't stand still, and took a few steps back.

   Abaddon rose to his feet, his strength increased as Vigilus' anti-warp field was reversed.

  The flames of the magic sword became brighter and more intense.

   Abaddon, holding the magic sword, looked at Calga, revealing cruelty and killing intent.

   "Today is your death day, Calgar, you are doomed, even if Guilliman comes, he will not be able to save you."

Chapter end