Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

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

The Empire and Chaos maintained a stalemate.

The stalemate was quickly broken with the arrival of Calgar's fleet.

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

There are no accidents in the battle of the void, 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 fleet of the Chaos side has no cooperation at all due to internal fighting.

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

It's really hard to put into words how cruel the scene was.

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

Every chaotic 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 on the rise.

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 rounds.

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's defenses.

The firepower of the empire is too terrifying.

Even if there is only a small 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.

The shield generator is 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 explosions converged into a huge pillar of fire, which was ejected from the cabin, resulting in a big explosion.

In a silent burst, the flames blazed.

The battleship's keel broke.

A second later, the reactor exploded.

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

The observation port of the Honor Laurel automatically dimmed to block out too bright 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 hapless frigate also embarked on the same fate as the battleship.

Burning, bursting, and falling apart in silent flames.

The imperial fleet was shattered, and no Chaos ship could stand in front of the spears formed by the fleet.

Not to mention the Chaos Ship's counterattack, it is a blessing to be able to escape by chance.

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

"All fleet, free fire," Calgar ordered. "Clean them up."

Massive debris floated in the void, and the Imperial fleet surrounded the remaining Chaos ships.

Those Chaos ships were all running for their lives in a panic. 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.

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

However, a psychic communication from Anvir, the Eldar seer 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 no delay.

"The plan of the Great Predator 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.

He led a team to the surface of Vigilante to stop Abaddon's plot.

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

Those chaotic battleships that were panicked and just running 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 Vigilante, and parked in low-earth orbit.

Many Primaris Space Marines were also ordered by Calgar, and all were ready.

They gathered on the drop deck, waiting for the teleportation.

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

It's a pity that the lethality is not great, and Regula doesn't care about it.

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

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

Significant to the empire.

It is also of great significance to Mechanicism.

On behalf of the Empire and Mechanicum, they will completely abandon the outdated concepts of the past and start to make great strides in innovation. Human beings have once again embarked 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 is brought to the ground without a transport boat.

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.

It 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, killing all directions with the help of void shields and Titan weapons.

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.

It can pass through the dense firepower network by virtue of its speed and land as a firepower unit.

"The relevant task details have been transferred to your personal database, perform well, girls." Mechanical Sage Pugula stepped back after saying this.

"For the Emperor."

"For Guilliman."

"We're going to win."

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

The Thunderbird fighter is controlled by a single person, without crew members, and all problems can only be returned to the hangar or maintenance base to deal with.

For this reason, maintenance before departure is essential.

A slight mistake can lead to a fatal error.

Soon, the Thunderbird fighter jets were pulled by the mechanical arm one by one to the Ark's port road.

They take off in sequence and rush into the void.

Aenea's body was dormant 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.

Roaring engines propel heavy fighters.

After sliding through the passage leading to the outside world.

At the distance of the last few meters, azure propulsion flames were ejected from behind the thrusters.

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 aid of celestial force fields.

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

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

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

I 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 sound 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 Fear, and its power was further enhanced, making it even more terrifying and powerful.

With the knights defeated, Great North City will no longer have the power to stop them.

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

They circled around the Titan, 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 followers 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, the gods are the truth.

The empire retreated steadily, and the knights had been defeated.

The shattered wreckage of the titan was scattered all over the place, 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, the quality of their Titans is much worse than that of 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 help but offer more sacrifices to the gods.

The defenders hiding in ravines and fortresses also 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 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 whistling 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.

Officers saw golden double-headed eagles etched on the 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 has become a foregone conclusion.

The Chaos cultists looked up at the fighter plane, unlike the Empire side, they shouted excitedly.

From their point of view, the other party is undoubtedly looking for death, flying at a 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 fighter plane should fly.

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

However, the other party deftly avoided the intensive offensive launched by the Titans.

Not a single missile or beam 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 was 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 filled with the minced meat and blood of Chaos Cultists. The scene was once very bloody and cruel.

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

The defenders were also dumbfounded.

They watched as the warplanes morphed in the air and landed as titans.

The multi-barreled rapid-fire rotary artillery 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, all the Chaos Cultists who were still rampant and excited suffered heavy casualties.

Those who survived were also howling and screaming.

In a moment, the situation was reversed.

The officer and many soldiers who were desperate just now, who thought they were dead, smiled.

Seeing this scene, the warlord-level titan turned its guns and fired at the few fighter titans that killed the Chaos ground troops.

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

When missiles and blast energy beams hit their shields, they could only cause the shields to rippling with light, and they couldn't 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.

Dueling between titan engines tends not to last long.

Even if both sides are very large in size.

Duels often require only a few moments to decide the outcome.

The force field device and the propulsion device on the back give the Thunderbird Titan more excellent maneuverability.

They can even spin and jump, making all sorts of moves that older Titans couldn't do.

The warrior-level titan waved its huge palm, making 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 propellers 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 Titan, killing one-third of the crew on the spot.

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

The Thunderbird Titan completely crushes the Warlord Titan in terms of speed.

No matter how powerful the warrior-level Titan is.

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

Aniya felt unprecedentedly relaxed, the enemy was no match for them.

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 Titans is far superior to the Titans developed by the Martian Mechanicus in the past.

Not to mention, the old models of Chaos Fang 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 at 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.

Inside 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.

But Aniya 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 has risen, Ainiya and others retreated, then switched to the fighter plane form, and roared away.

The battle here is over.

They need to move on to the next battle.

This is the purpose of the Thunderbird air-to-ground amphibious fighter, which can quickly cut the enemy with its speed advantage.

The battlefield situation is extremely complex, 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 maneuvering speed of the troops.

An army of 500,000 troops, and a troop of 100,000 troops, must it be that 500,000 troops encircle a 100,000 troops?

If the 100,000 army has super high mobility and can cooperate closely, the 500,000 army will be the one to be surrounded.

For the warring parties, troops that cannot be put into battle and supported in time do not exist.

The warlord-level titan that originally had the upper hand on the battlefield fell to the ground.

Mars sprayed out from every broken mechanical joint like a fountain.

Then, Mars turned into a flame that soared into the sky, and a big explosion rumbled and made the ground shake.

Tens of thousands of fragments were like blades, carrying high temperature and flames and rushing in all directions. The Chaos army, which had suffered heavy casualties, once again encountered a catastrophe.

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.

There was a look of awe on 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, it was still life and death, and I was going to write a will.

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

"Empire shall prevail."

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

Then the defenders shouted excitedly.

They crawled out of the trenches and rushed to the burned and scorched battlefield, where limbs and arms were scattered everywhere.

Some Chaos Cultists were lucky enough to survive and were dragged out by them.

Those guys no longer had the arrogance they had just now, their faces were full of fear and longing for life.

There was no mercy in the counterattacking defenders, who made the captives kneel.

Do to them what the damned do to Imperial captives.

The same scene is playing out elsewhere.

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

Some Chaos cultists had already reached the city, but they were still beaten by the support troops with a burst of firepower. They were defeated and cried 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 defenders of Jubei City and the troops of Chaos has reversed.

The same goes for offense and defense on both sides.

The eastern mountains of Vigilus.

Jace was here to hold back the Heretic Tate's attack, and even the Eldar showed 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 anti-warp space force field of Vigilus.

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

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

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 by the strength of the loyalists.

Abaddon was so strong that no one could 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.

There are a large number of tunnels in the eastern mountains, 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, fighting in that kind of place, they have an absolute upper hand.

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

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 off on their motorcycles.

The more the Chaos side used all kinds of powerful weapons to wipe them out, the more excited they were, and they came from all directions continuously, just to fight the bugs and bad shrimps.

However, Abaddon's ability to become the Warmaster was definitely not due to him treating guests to dinner, allowing the Four Gods to get in the 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 powerful strength.

The elite of the Black Legion fought their way out, allowing the Word Bearers to install the Blackstone Demonic 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 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's ritual site.

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

His staff had been broken, and the hammer in his hand was another warrior's relic.

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

Jess rushed up at a high speed, and with the impact of running, he swung his warhammer to attack.

"Pay for your crimes."

Jace's voice was full of anger.

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

He wants to avenge Gabriel.

Blood for blood, this is the dogma of wild wolves.

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

The body becomes stronger and the senses become more acute.

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

The magic sword Drachanian shone with an eerie, evil light in his hand.

The magic sword swung towards Jace's head, and 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's 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.

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

Jace felt dizzy, 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 to 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 enemy in front of him, he let out a wolf howl soaked in grief and fury.

The Space Wolves will never give up.

Born of Fenris, son of the Frost Wolves, he lived in the shadow of the Glacier of Death, and honed himself in the storms that swept across heaven and earth.

Ruth's will turned into blood flowing in his veins.

He is the son of Fenris, he is the heir to the will of Russ, he is the wolf.

Amid the howling wolves, Jess' eyes turned crimson, and black hair grew out.

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

The teeth became sharp and crossed each other.

[A genetic data change has been detected, and the database has been formally filed-wolf, 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 head, but Jace could no longer hear it.

His rationality was also overwhelmed by wildness.

Under the boundless rage, he turned into a werewolf.

The deaths of brothers in arms, 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 scream in anger.

Now the complete eruption is supported only by his hatred for Chaos and his unbearable will to kill.

Jace rushed to Abaddon, he jumped up, slammed his knee heavily on Abaddon's arm, and suppressed him with his body and strength.

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

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

The combination of wolf form 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.

Dark 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 so injured that he couldn't stand up anymore.

The evil power of the warp on Horus' claws continued to destroy his body.

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

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

The gap between the two is so large.

Big enough to be hopeless.

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

Dracchanion howled in excitement, eager to bathe in the blood of a hero.

Killing those unwilling warriors 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 was swung down, a strong flash 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.

With him came 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 fighters 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 Eldar 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 on the surface of Vigilante and endless demons."

"I also prepared a gift for you." Calgar said blankly, "A cage made of fine gold, and a burning frame in Terra."

"You are confident in catching me??" Abaddon showed a mocking expression. "Who gave you that 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 a traitor's corpse."

"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're courting death!!" Abaddon roared angrily.

"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 Have you lost all your face?"

Calgar's contempt and arrogance fueled an enraged Abaddon.

The twin bolts hanging under Horus' Claw 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, trash." 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 was 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, furious to the brim, struck hard.

The claw of Horus and the magic sword penetrated Calgar's shield and penetrated 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 startled, not knowing how the other party did it.

If you want to turn around and defend, it's too late.

Battles between the Astartes can be decided in an instant.

Calgar's iron fist hit Abaddon's body heavily, 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 Calga 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 let out a furious roar, 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 hate and murder.

"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 was 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 had come to the real universe.

The Vigilante's anti-warp field 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'm the God's Chosen, so you want to kill me too?"

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

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

Abaddon rose to his feet, growing in strength 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 time of death, Calgar, you are doomed, even if Guilliman comes, he will not be able to save you."