Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 576 Heroes of the Empire

The Warmaster of Chaos, initiator of the invincible Black Crusade, the powerful Lord Abaddon looked at the communication helplessly at this moment.

He was threatened by a mortal whose military force was far smaller than his own, so he had the confidence to propose this conspiracy, or open conspiracy.

Abaddon had to admit that he couldn't argue with the proposal. After all, if he died his army would lose most of its combat effectiveness.

Now Abaddon couldn't even understand why Taylor let him go, it seemed best to catch them all in one fell swoop.

If he were to do this, he would definitely not hold back. It can even be said that he would try every possible means to kill them all.

He suspected Taylor was up to something, but he couldn't think of anything.

He now looked at his father's ship of honor, riddled with holes by that damned mortal.

He was forcing himself to give up, but he had no choice...

He turned on the communicator and spoke to his old rival.

"Why, now you want to spare my life?"

"After everything that's happened to us, after we've been fighting each other for so long?"

"What do you need? You want to release the tiger back to the mountains. What do you want me to do?"

"You think your little favors will impress the Chaos Warmaster? You think you've already won the whole thing and can give me so-called conversion? Just like your little girlfriend?"

He almost gritted his teeth and questioned his enemy with the most vicious language.

Taylor simply replied, "Whatever you want to think, I don't want to escalate the war. I've already won, just like the checkmate in the game of Regicide."

"You can say I cheated, but I defeated you twice. I also know very well that the Chaos Gods will not allow you to die, because your existence is their last hope."

"If I fire my cannon and try to kill you, you'll be sucked into the warp and put on a sob scene, saying why, why."

"Why do honor and victory always elude me?"

"Then you say you've lost everything, your position, your army, and then you ask the gods to give you everything."

"Then those four Warp bastards will show mercy and take your soul, then trick you into working for them wholeheartedly, leading to an exciting revenge counterattack."

"It may take thousands or tens of thousands of years. Who knows? Anyway, you won't die."

"As long as this farce continues, there will be no boundaries to our affairs."

Taylor said helplessly at this moment. "That's enough, Abaddon. You're like a child, craving something you can't have every day."

"You'll only make things worse, over and over again, and in the end there will be nothing left."

"You think you're carrying out your father's wishes? But do you really know the truth?"

Taylor said at this moment.

"All of this is a conspiracy by the Chaos Gods. You should think carefully about this: is the Emperor really a tyrant?"

Abaddon laughed. "Of course he is a tyrant! If he had been a little nicer to us, to his children, if he hadn't wanted to become a god, if he hadn't done those foolish things..."

He spoke bitterly at this moment, as if everything was the Emperor's fault.

But Taylor replied, "The Great Crusade is in full swing, and brothers have gathered together. The glory of the past has become dim and sad because of your betrayal."

"And what you believe is the Emperor's betrayal is actually what he desires: to decipher the Webway of the Eldar, and ultimately to open up a path for humanity to escape the Warp."

"Space Marines also have a place in humanity's future. The Empire needs you, but even if it doesn't, you still have other things to do."

"I know that Horus also agreed to the Space Marines' retirement." "And his fall came from an ambush by Chaos, a terrible conspiracy."

Abaddon said in disbelief. "You are spreading rumors and misleading the people!"

Taylor emphasized. "But as the Warmaster of Chaos, you should be most aware of the relationship between humanity and the Warp. You didn't understand that before."

"Yet you still continue to dream like this, convincing yourself that your past betrayal was meaningful, that it was to save humanity from the tyrants?"

"The Emperor is the perfect ruler. Is that difficult to admit?"

Having said this, Abaddon choked up for a moment, then immediately returned to normal.

He continued to chant about letting the tiger return to the mountains and that you will regret it, and then he left with his fleet, looking dejected, like a stray dog.

And Taylor won, he defeated the Black Legion and performed an almost impossible miracle.

But he did not have any sense of accomplishment, or even any sense of victory.

It would be better to say that he had become numb, numb to the wars, the endless wars and troubles, and the things that the gods provoked again and again.

He wanted to make an end of it, of course Abaddon might not listen to his advice. He had been on this road for ten thousand years, which was really too far.

There was no way he would come back, and even if he did, no one in the empire would accept the return of a traitor.

No one is happy for him, and no one thinks he can be saved. Perhaps Taylor is the only one who speaks out and tells him the truth.

The Space Marines are not without a future. They clearly have a place in the Emperor's plan, and Abaddon and his father are just paranoid?

How could this be possible? Although there was indeed a conspiracy by the Chaos Gods, Abaddon would not admit it.

At this moment, Taylor just returned to the ruins of Cardia and opened a bottle of good enough champagne and dry red wine for himself, his old brother, his handsome old man, Ryan and him.

The two of them clinked glasses and talked about the future of the empire and how the current situation would develop.

It seems that chaos is no longer a trouble, as if humans have overcome the harassment of chaos. Of course, this is just a relatively good guess.

Apparently things weren't going so smoothly yet.

Taylor says now, "I'm going to go back and map out my world and figure out what's going on."

"The Empire's dark side has retreated, Abaddon and the Red Corsairs have been nearly annihilated. Now it seems the Empire can achieve a thousand years of peace."

"Two Primarchs, a long time, the Empire can usher in amazing changes."

“Is this the dawn of hope?”

Ryan replied. "Of course."

"But my brother won't let you go."

"You're a hero. I know you like to hide from those things, but you probably can't hide this time."

Taylor smiled wryly. "Come on, then."

At this point, Guilliman's warship finally arrived. They toasted each other for a long time before this useless guy finally arrived.

Of course, he dealt with 60 percent of the enemy's troops.

Guilliman did indeed send a message right away, inviting Taylor to visit Macragge...

(End of this chapter)