Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

"This is a trap." Anvil, the Eldar prophet who had been assisting Calgar, spoke first.

Anville has been staying on the Victory Laurel since the Battle of Vigilante, helping Calgar to make suggestions, and is an important spiritual power for Calgar to fight against chaos.

These days, Anville's strength and knowledge barely allowed him to gain some recognition.

If he is not so arrogant, this recognition will be deeper.

Unfortunately, arrogance is inherent in the Eldar.

"Indeed, it's an obvious trap. Abaddon is not a reckless man. He is using himself as a bait to lure me away from Scarlet Earth Star." Calgar nodded, agreeing with Anvil's statement.

While speaking, Calgar scanned the actions of the many crew members on the bridge, and didn't seem to put all his attention on this.

[Spaceship enters predetermined orbit]

【Entering the calibration route】

【Acquired defense permission】

【Keep stable, berthing into port】

The voices of the machine slaves came out through the sound generator in their throats, stirring in the chaotic bridge.

The crew members were walking around, confirming and correcting various parameters for the Victory Laurel to berth into the designated orbit.

The system operator powers off the workstation.

A tangle of slender nerve cables protruded from the consoles in front of them.

Connecting their brain-computer interface with the data pipeline on the ground.

The divine brain has shared most of the data calculations, but the most important orders will still be decided by the crew.

The screen reflected the glow, and it could be seen that the operator's skin was almost transparent, and the dark pupils were abnormally diffused, reflecting the data flow from the screen.

Transparent skin is caused by staying in the void for a long time.

Many crew members may spend their entire lives without a few opportunities to go to the ground.

They were born in the void and died in the void.

Calgar's voice is not loud, but it can penetrate these chaotic voices.

He put his hands on the railing in front of him.

The servo structure of the bionic arm made a clicking sound, and the electronic prosthetic eye embedded in the eye socket also made a slight friction sound.

The Chaos traitor who delivered Abaddon's words was thrown to the ground, guarded by Primaris warriors.

The opponent's body is extremely thin.

The evil psionic aura emanating from the dirty robe made people feel very disgusted and hateful.

Calgar waved, motioning for the Primaris warriors to take the traitor down.

There is only one end for him, and that is to be burned in the wrath of the Great Emperor.

"Faced with such a crude trick, what are you going to do?" Anweier asked, rubbing the spiritual bone scepter in his hand.

"This is a rough trick, but any trap needs bait, and Abaddon knows exactly what we want. It's a trick, and it's our best chance to solve Abaddon."

"So far, this guy is the most terrifying harm to the empire, and he is also the greatest threat to the empire." Calgar said in a deep voice, "The thirteen dark expeditions he launched against the empire will cause countless bloody storms and chaos every time, and it is also The main cause of the Great Rift."

"Abadon has a top-notch strategy and mentality. He will lie dormant like a poisonous snake, waiting for another opportunity. If he cannot be dealt with, the empire will always be on guard. Once he relaxes, the poisonous snake may come back again. Sneak in."

Anweier was silent for a moment before speaking, "Then are you planning to accept the appointment?"

Calgar nodded, "Abadon wanted to lure me away from Scarlet Earth, and I granted his wish."

"Are you really going to duel with him?" Anville asked.

"No, I won't speak any glory to those damned traitors. They deserve to die, and they will always die. All we have to consider is how to make them die. As long as Abaddon shows up, I will find a way to catch him , Kill him. Before the future of the empire and personal glory, the former is always the most important."

"I will select a group of the most elite imperial warriors, and they will be ready to teleport and attack at any time, to ensure that Abaddon has nowhere to escape, and that he can't die any more. Of course, this matter also needs your help, Anvil, I need the strength of your Eldar."

"What can I do for you?" Anville asked.

"The last time Abaddon used witchcraft to escape, this time we must block all his back routes so that he can't escape. As soon as Abaddon appears, you have to trap him and create conditions for me to kill him .”

Calgar took two steps, a powerful heart was beating in his body, and the surging blood surged through his veins with surging power.

He breathed slowly, relaxed his thoughts, emptied his mind, and envisioned Abaddon's evil plan again, guessing the vicious backhand of the other party under the appearance of this clumsy technique.

"I understand that at that time, I will make many priests of the Eldar race perform a ritual blockade." Anville said, "Make sure that Abaddon's position is blocked, so that he can no longer use witchcraft to escape."

"This time, let Abaddon have nowhere to escape." Calgar said in a deep voice.

The lumen lights in the corridors of the battleship flickered.

False ghosts flicker and emerge everywhere.

Tentacles grew out of the flesh and blood all over the corridor, wriggling and swinging the slimy body.

Those sailors peered out of the darkness with malicious eyes.

The mouth with sharp fangs let out a strange whisper, echoed in the air, drilled into everyone's mind, poisoning their minds and souls.

In the long corridor, there are more than a dozen incense burners shaped like animal mouths full of twisted fangs.

An automatic chanting machine is suspended above.

Following the chanting of those blasphemous scriptures, the mouth of the beast will spit out a scent.

Silently, the Warriors of the Word Bearers came out of the darkness.

The genetically enhanced body is wrapped in thick ceramic steel armor.

The color of the armor is like solidified blood.

They walked in silence, breathing thick smoke.

Behind them, cultists in dirty robes.

They hid their faces under their cloaks and followed their masters.

These people are all skinny, but the enthusiasm on their faces has not weakened in the slightest.

It is the greatest honor to serve the gods.

Dedicating everything to the gods is what every human being should do.

They firmly believe that they are on the right path.

Those idiots who follow the corpse emperor will realize one day that they can't change anything.

No one can shake the status of the gods.

What Guilliman did was also just a dream.

The empire will eventually collapse, the corpse emperor will die, and only the gods will live forever.

The Word Bearers entered the bridge, and stood around the bridge.

They asked the believers to walk to the command seat where Erebus was, waiting for the other party to wake up.

Prepare to wake up the sleeping Erebus with the sacrifice of the believers.

At this time, Erebus let out a scream that was sometimes painful and sometimes excited.

Ever since that day, Erebus has been in this state since accepting the power of the terrifying being named Yogg-Sothoth. Half asleep and half awake.

Just like Horus of old.

The originally distorted face became terrifying and ferocious.

Twisted by the power of a god from nowhere.

Get freaked out and become dilapidated and unkempt, like the kind that alcoholics or drug addicts have.

Under the swollen eyelids, the pupils are constantly twitching.

Saliva snaked down between the sharpened teeth.

Erebus is tormented by endless nightmares.

Countless rays of light, the stars of the entire universe turned into eyes, watching everything.

Wraps everything within everything, looks at everything outside of everything.

No words can describe what he saw.

No words could describe the change in his thinking.

That imprint affected him.

Let him see the more terrifying truth than the gods revealed to him.

However, this is not the whole truth, but only a part of it.

In front of that terrifying creature, he felt like a pathetic ant.

The other party doesn't need to do anything, just its existence can make everyone who sees it go crazy and commit suicide.

Erebus felt himself being dragged into countless dreams.

He lived in it for thousands of years.

From the birth of the universe to the destruction of the universe, his soul was stretched infinitely and thrown into the endless river of time.

He went back to when he just became Erebus.

Watching the young self kill the real Erebus, replace the other's identity, and become a priest.

Watching the young man, he was immersed in the belief of the gods, excited that he had glimpsed the truth of the universe.

Watching himself in his prime, he followed Lorgar to conquer the whole world, and established worlds that believed in the emperor. At the same time, he was silently promoting the cause of the gods.

Countless reincarnations made Erebus almost collapse.

He felt that he was being pulled by an invisible thread of fate like a plaything.

No power can resist that manipulation.

The malicious eyes were always watching him, disintegrating his will and dissolving his spirit.

Let everything in him go to collapse and destruction.

There were weird creatures squirming in his dreams, eating everything.

From one dream to the next.

They let out shrill, high-pitched laughter, celebrating the abundance of food they had been given.

When Erebus was awake, he was already on the verge of madness, attacking others with weapons like crazy.

Those nightmares and visions tormented him.

It took a long time before he regained his composure.

But the bridge was already littered with corpses, and the corpses of those believers were scattered on the ground.

The Word Bearers watched all this with fear and concern in their eyes.

Things are getting worse for Erebus.

No one knows what kind of terrifying existence that ritual summoned.

Since that day, Erebus has been slowly transformed.

The strange whispers echoed in his ears, so ethereal that it was impossible to determine the true source of those voices.

Even if you use witchcraft to block your senses, those voices will still appear.

In deep sleep, those voices will appear in dreams.

Like a gangrene attached to the bone, it cannot be shaken off.

Tentacles grew on Erebus' body, scales appeared, and pupils became elongated.

His thoughts became weird, he wanted to break free from the shackles of the battle armor, and roam freely in the void and subspace.

"My lord, you have been sleeping for longer and longer." A Word Bearer soldier came out and said.

"I'm lost." Erebus said, "Damn Abaddon made me a container, that existence named Yogg-Sothoth is no less than four Chaos Powers, the power of that existence is only the original The body can bear it perfectly."

"I must release this power as soon as possible, otherwise my sanity will collapse, and my flesh and blood genes will become disordered and chaotic. Tell me, what arrangement has Abaddon made now? When will he launch the attack?"

"The troops are gathering in the subspace, and the planet killer is ready. At the same time, Abaddon also sent an invitation to Calga to a duel. He decided to lure Calga away, and then send troops to sneak attack on Chidi Planet."

"Such a clumsy scheme really fits his stupid brain." Erebus said sarcastically, but then he thought that he was coerced by the other party into a container of power, and he felt extremely angry.

If it weren't for Abaddon's worth and being favored by the gods, Erebus would have wanted to kill this guy directly.

It's a pity that the cause of the gods still needs Abaddon to promote it.

As long as the human empire is immortal, the importance of Abaddon will always be there.

At this stage, no one can replace Abaddon in the position of the Black Legion.

With Abaddon dead, the Black Legion would fall apart and fall apart.

At that time, the situation will inevitably fall to the side of the human empire.

No one has the means to organize a war as huge as the thirteen Black Crusades launched by Abaddon before.

For this reason, Erebus could only endure.

Patience until the other party completes the work of the gods.

At that time, Erebus will definitely find a way to cut off that idiot's head.

"What should we do now, my lord? Cole Pharron tried to seize your power while you were asleep and lost. He announced to the Word Bearers warband that you have lost the ability to continue to rule them. "

There was a trace of anger on Erebus' face. Damn Cole Farron, one day, he will make this damn fool pay the price.

"Let that trash be arrogant for a while, and then I will let him know who is the most favored believer of the gods."

At this moment, a Word Bearer warrior walked in.

"My lord, the Warmaster wants you to attend the battle meeting on the Vengeful Spirit."

Erebus was silent for a moment, and finally decided to go to the Vengeful Spirit.

He had to encourage Abaddon to launch an attack as soon as possible, so that he could release the power of that Yogg Sothoth.

Otherwise, he will collapse before the empire collapses.

The chambers of the Vengeful Spirit are dark and forbidding.

When the Sons of Horus Legion had not yet rebelled.

This is a place full of glory.

Noble people gather here to decide the fate of the galaxy.

And now the Vengeful Spirit stinks of the Warp, and everything has changed.

Those ancient banners are long ago battered and stained with disgusting filth.

The glorious lights and pageantry of the past have been replaced by traces of corruption and profanity.

The shutters on the dome of the hall were also closed due to lack of maintenance.

The great windows no longer let in light, only darkness.

All the furnishings were thick with dust and squirming flesh.

The air was thick with the stench of sweat and the smell of rotting moose.

Numerous bones were scattered around the overturned instrument.

Shadows shrouded the corners of the meeting hall.

No one knows whether those are real shadows or those unspeakable horrors.

Abaddon sat on the throne.

In front of him were many high-ranking generals of the Black Legion.

Urquisos, the warlord who rules over all followers of Khorne in the Black Legion.

The Black Legion has a large number of followers of Khorne, including a large number of Space Marines.

They are obsessed with hand-to-hand combat, using razor-serrated knives, chainswords, power claws, or all kinds of terrifying weapons to offer the craziest wars to the blood god.

Korda, the tyrant of Sarolla who ruled all the followers of Slaanesh in the Black Legion, Zagshin the Destroyer and other warlords.

These guys fanatically pursue the will of Shalaane, and every expedition will cause a horrible and bloody massacre, in order to satisfy the twisted needs of the heart and complete the sacrifice of the God of Pleasure.

Of course, there are also wizards who worship Tzeentch and schemers who play tricks.

They are the rarest in number, yet their status is high.

Talented seers and fortune-tellers formed the core advisory group trusted by the predators, assisting the predators to create vicious plots one by one.

When Abaddon and Calgar failed in the battle on Vigilus, it was these wizards who performed witchcraft to rescue Abaddon.

The Emissaries of Decay, led by the warlord Skerak, are staunch followers of the Plague God.

Nurgle's festering touch left an indelible mark on these warriors.

They are Abaddon's plaguebringers and heralds of disease.

Oftentimes, the Black Legion spreads infection and plague in the enemy's camp, weakening the enemy's resistance before the official attack.

Those who can gather here are all prestigious existences in the Black Legion.

In order to completely destroy Chidixing, Abaddon gathered them together and prepared to launch a large-scale war.

Abaddon watched the ambitious warlords from his throne room.

Every body is abnormally twisted and terrifying.

The evil power of chaos has completely polluted them.

These guys are so cowardly that they bow at the feet of the gods.

How sad.

Abaddon did not really believe in the Chaos Gods.

This is also one of the main reasons why he has not ascended to the devil so far.

He will never be a servant of Chaos.

He's not like these groveling fellows.

The gods are not his masters but his partners.

Forge alliances against the Empire and the Emperor.

They are equal.

Abaddon saw the power of the Warp only as a tool for his personal ambitions.

At heart, he is an Astartes Suprematist.

From the time of the Great Crusade, Abaddon believed that the Astartes were the most powerful beings in the galaxy, and that the human empire should be ruled by the Astartes.

Those cowards who bowed their knees before the gods and traded dignity and freedom for power had always been the existences that Abaddon looked down upon.

If it wasn't for the fight against the empire, he would never bother to be with these guys.

"Calgar will be drawn away. In order to hold him back, I also need to temporarily leave the Legion. The rest will be left to you." Abaddon looked at everyone, "Once Chidi Star is destroyed, the destruction of the human empire The countdown has also entered, no matter how much Guilliman does, it is doomed to be in vain. This is our best opportunity, once missed, there will be no more."

"Even if Calgar leaves, the defense of the empire's troops should not be underestimated. Those damned guys have obtained brand-new technology. With the blessing of the dark gods, we may not be able to capture the Red Earth Star." Red occupying the large vortex Pirate Lord - Huron pointed out the problem.

Out of hatred for the empire, Huron, the lord of the red pirates, also joined the battle against Chidixing this time.

Once successful, the empire will enter the countdown to destruction, and his long-standing ambition will be realized.

Huron was once the commander of the Star Claw stationed in the Great Vortex, a noble and loyal soldier of the empire. Unfortunately, he chose to degenerate later, hoarding the empire's taxes secretly, expanding the battle group and his own power.

The great vortex is located at the intersection of the subspace of the Ultimate Starfield and the physical universe, and its size is second only to the Eye of Terror.

After losing the Badab War, he was besieged by the Loyalist Star Phantoms.

Half of the body was destroyed by the thermal melt shock wave.

He received mechanical transformation in the Great Vortex, and named himself Huron the Black Heart, implying that he would never forget the damage the empire caused to him.

Over time, Huron acquired an extremely powerful force, becoming one of several important beings in the galaxy.

The addition of Huron the Black Heart made the troops attacking Chidi Star a lot stronger. The attack on the Cadia Fortress World was not so terrifying.

"Then let us destroy them directly with blade and fist, and please the great blood god with their blood and soul." Khorne's follower-Urquisos said.

"A bunch of fools," taunted Ashur, wizard and voidseer of the Vengeful Spirit.

As a follower of Tzeentch, he has always ridiculed the barbaric believers of Khorne who don't know how to use their wisdom.

"A waste who only plays tricks." Urquisos growled, he stood up, and aimed the chainsword in his hand at Ashur.

The chainsaw sword had long been stained red by blood, exuding a pungent bloody smell.

That is the symbol of Urquisos' killing and tyranny.

"I don't care to teach some brainless guys a little lesson, let them know that many things in this universe cannot be solved with an axe." Ashur sneered, rubbing the skull scepter in his hand , gemstones of various colors are inlaid on the scepter, reflecting the firelight of the meeting hall.

"Let's have a fight." Korda, a follower of Slaanesh and the tyrant of Sarolla, also said, "Only victory can prove who is right."

"That's enough, don't fight anymore, Korda." Abaddon said a little tiredly, "Our mission is to destroy the Red Earth Star, not to discuss who is stronger here. Who will take on the task of breaking the Red Earth Star Fortress, Be the vanguard of this action."

"The warriors of the blood god are ready." Urquisos roared loudly, "We will not just hide behind like the other gods' bastards, let those wastes and their gods go back to the warp Well, a bunch of incompetent useless gods with a group of incompetent useless followers."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the meeting hall drew their weapons.

Many war lords looked at Urquisos with anger.

Such remarks humiliate them and the gods behind them.

Urquisos' face didn't change at all, and he didn't care about the angry eyes of others.

Instead, he looked at those war lords with provocative eyes.

Want to get hands on with them.

Urquisos couldn't wait to present a bloody feast to the blood god.

What the blood god desires is war and bloodshed.

He never cared whose blood was shed.

"That's enough, Urquisos, don't make any more provocative actions." Abaddon stood up, looking down at Urquisos with danger in his eyes.

He couldn't let the Black Legion fight among themselves at this moment.

Guilliman went to the Baal galaxy. This was their last chance. Once missed, there would be no future.

The anger of the Warmaster made everyone suppress the anger in their hearts.

Abaddon even lost to Calgar.

But his strength is still unmatched by others.

There is no good fruit for offending him, and it may even lead to death.

After shocking these guys, Abaddon turned his gaze to the direction of the Iron Warrior who had been silent all this time.

There sat several warlords of the Iron Warriors, and Honso was their leader.

Perturabo was captured by Guilliman.

Several war blacksmiths had a big battle, and in the end Honsou was victorious, gaining the power vacated after Perturabo left.

Hong Suo's participation in this war is also to completely defeat the human empire.

Only then would there be a slight chance of saving Perturabo.

Honsou is a mixed-race, contradictory individual.

His gene-seed is half from the Iron Warriors and half from the Imperial Fist.

Even the three-year-old child of the Alien family knows the hatred of the Imperial Fist and the Iron Warriors.

It is conceivable how much trouble such an identity has brought to Hong Suo.

"Iron Warrior is the best siege master, maybe you can bring us some surprises."

Hearing Abaddon's words, Hong Suo turned his gaze away, and at the same time he opened a holographic projection.

An image showing Chidixing's fortifications emerged out of nowhere.

The data is very detailed, as well as the names of the corps.

Obviously, this is intelligence flowing from within the empire.

All departments of the empire have been very strict in the review of personnel.

It's a pity that there are endless traitors.

Especially Chidi Star, which is close to the big rift and is always affected by the subspace.

There will always be someone who succumbs to his own desires and becomes a pawn of Chaos.

From those traitors, the Black Legion was able to control the movements of the imperial forces and the defense system of Chidixing.

"Chidi star has the most advanced fortress shield in the empire, a void shield defense network composed of multi-layer lenticular shields. It covers the entire planet. This shield is different from a standard void energy dome. The dome has only one Layered spherical or hemispherical structure protection. This lenticular shield is composed of multiple independent elements, like a wall of shields, each shield is an energy lens, and each shield is superimposed on the other When one of the shields fails on the shield, only a small hole will be exposed on the entire shield, and the overlapping shields will cover this small hole.”

"With our firepower, it is impossible to destroy layer by layer. When the second layer is destroyed, the first layer of shield will reappear. Calgar attaches great importance to Chidixing, and he has assembled a large number of mechanical Teachers are working non-stop in each hive world of Chidi Planet to ensure that all shields work normally. The multiple redundant networks used to prevent shield failure have reached the system-wide level. If we rely on normal storms, it will be difficult for us to Victory."

"Then let us land directly and lead our warriors to charge towards the city wall gloriously." Urquisos roared.

Hong Suo smiled and mocked mercilessly, "You will be wiped out in the process of descending. Chidixing has a large air force. Their weapons and equipment are brand new. The latest mine There are 300 bird amphibious fighter jets, and they are also large in scale. Using teleportation technology, they can support mobile defense forces around the world within 5 minutes. Even if you are lucky enough to land on the surface of Chidi Star, you will find it within 5 minutes Surround yourself with massive forces, those titans will blow everything in your area to pieces in a matter of minutes."

"Then you mean that we can't break through Chidixing?" Erebus asked with a frown.

Hong Suo looked at Erebus and said, "I'm just telling you how tight the empire's defenses are on Chidi Planet."

"Then can we break through Chidixing, and how should we break through Chidi?" Said Korda, the tyrant of Sarolla.

"My genetic father once said a wise saying that every wall has a weakness, no matter what material it is built from, stone, steel or dancing light, it will exist in a weakness. The empire was built with countless new technologies The defensive wall of the Red Earth Star also has its fatal weakness."

"Humanity's technology is based on the laws of physics, but the subspace does not follow the rules of reality. The empire has the advantage in the real world, and we have the advantage of the subspace. If we can distort the laws of physics where the Chidi star is located, we will It creates a chance for us to win."

"Can it be done? Distorting the reality so that we can attack the Chidi Planet." Abaddon looked at the Void Prophet - Ashur.

The latter nodded, and the projection emerged with his wave.

Around the red earth galaxy, eight coordinates are marked in the void.

It constitutes a chaotic octagonal pattern superimposed on the red earth galaxy.

"In the past, no matter what we did, it would be impossible to distort such a huge star field. With the appearance of the big rift, the power of the ether has filled the entire universe, and the Chidi star is just located near the big rift. It has its own anti-warp force field, and we can also use this ritual to distort the entire galaxy."

"The more blood we can spill, the more distortion field we can form, and the eternal and immortal demon legion can also set foot on the Chidi star. Completely destroy this planet."

"Then act like this and use the advantages of subspace to defeat the defense of the empire." Abaddon looked at everyone present with a hint of danger in his eyes, "I don't care what grievances you have in private, but now is a critical moment, you must Unanimously, otherwise don't blame me for blaming you for the failure."

"As long as the Chidi star is destroyed again, the empire will enter the countdown to destruction, and our expectation for 10,000 years will also be realized. Invading Terra and killing the corpse emperor is just around the corner."

"According to the news from the Great Sage of the Ruler, the progress of the lighthouse project is more than halfway. Even if there is no Emperor's Astronomical Torch in the Holy Land of the Empire, normal navigation is still possible. On the dark side of the Empire, the Baal galaxy and several important galaxies The construction of the lighthouse has also come to an end, and even if there is no Nachmond Corridor, we will be able to safely cross the Great Rift."

"I see."

"Does my lord need to deploy troops from other places to support Chidixing? According to the information received by the astropath and the scene foreseen by the fortune-teller, unimaginable wars will break out on Chidixing. It is very likely that the Black Legion will go out and spare no effort." Destroy Chidi Star."

"In front of the Lighthouse Project, the Red Earth Star is irrelevant, and the Nachmond Corridor is also irrelevant."

"Then why do you want Calga to defend Chidi Star by any means?"

"Calgar's attention caused Abaddon to misunderstand. He set his sights on the Nachmond Corridor, thinking that he could cause the empire to suffer heavy losses in one fell swoop. The Red Earth Star is irrelevant, but it can make the traitor's blood flow on the Red Earth Star They want a victory, so put the victory in the noose as a bait, and let them poke their heads to get it."

Then we should gather more troops and destroy the enemy in one go. "

"No need, Chidixing has enough troops. If they are too strong, those traitors will easily escape. War is also a matter of human nature. It will always make them only a short distance from success, and they will continue to invest in it." Force. This kind of strategy, you can call it the strategy of Pinduoduo, a kind of strategic thinking that plays with human nature to the fullest.”

Guilliman stared at the boundless starry sky outside, and said with his back to Sicarius.

"Pinduoduo strategy?" Sicarius asked inexplicably: "I have never seen this strategy in any battle books or cases. What does it mean? My lord?"