Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 648: Abaddon's Defeat at Huarong Road

Chapter 648: Abaddon's Defeat at Huarong Road (Three in One)

Perturabo was always the shortest among his brothers, with only Alpharius being below him.

Once the short and sturdy Iron Lord puts on the specially made Terminator power armor, he becomes as unstoppable as a walking heavy tank.

But Perturabo was only sixty centimeters tall now, and when he stood on the ground he was not even as tall as Ryan's power boots. Many Primarchs stared at each other, looking at Perturabo in some confusion.

Novel, this is so novel!
"Hey, hey, isn't this our rebel commander-in-chief, Perturabo?"

"I didn't expect you were so cute when you were little. How come you became such a mess when you grew up? You look so ugly all the time."

Konrad Curze's eyes were shining. The Primarch from Nostramo grabbed the other party's Greek shawl strap and lifted it in front of him to examine it carefully.

"The future has completely changed. At least in the future I see, Perturabo will not become like this."

"He should have been forced to upgrade himself to the Demon Prince of Undivided Chaos under the threat of death."

Curze said excitedly, and the other Primarchs put aside their past comments about his madness.

You know, when Curze told Dorn that a galaxy-wide rebellion would tear apart the entire human empire, the Primarch reprimanded Curze extremely harshly.

The two even fought each other, and Dorn was seriously injured by Koz and bled.

And now, everyone has to admit that Koz is right.

Some people are geniuses if they see one step further than everyone else, and are crazy if they see two steps further.

"Father is in the throne room. As for his condition... I don't know how to describe it, but overall there is no problem." Dorn said vaguely, which was rare.

After hearing the news, Ryan and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Lion King appeared extremely calm on the surface, he was actually very nervous in his heart. He was extremely worried that due to his negligence, the Terra Palace would fall to the rebels' attack.

"In addition to the Lion's Gate, Abaddon is leading the elite of the Sons of Horus to storm the Saturn Wall defense line."

Ryan mentioned it, and after seeing Dorn's expressionless reaction, he immediately realized that this was a flaw that his brother had deliberately left.

If it was Perturabo, that would be fine, but Abaddon? What was that pointy-headed creature?
"I saw the weakness of Saturn's wall defense early on, but I realized that this was definitely a trap that Dorn left for me."

"I don't want to waste troops to test whether this is a trap, but since Abaddon is so excited and proactive, let him go. Even if he fails, it's not my order, so I can't be blamed."

Little Perturabo, surrounded by six brothers, has completely given up. Let him be destroyed. It has already come to this, how much worse can it get?
Does he really expect to escape from the hands of these hostile brothers with his own weak arms and legs?

Besides, Perturabo didn't want to see his offspring in this state.

He now has a completely indifferent mentality, thinking that it would be fine if he lived or died.

The killing in front of the Lion's Gate is coming to an end. With the arrival of reinforcements, it is only a matter of time before those Warp demons are annihilated.

"It seems that we have to get rid of Abaddon before going to see our father." Ryan said.

"Don't be careless, brothers. Horus hasn't shown up yet. Based on our understanding of him, he must be preparing something. Perhaps Abaddon knows some information." The blood on Chagatai Khan's scimitar had not yet dried, and he spoke as cautiously as ever.

"Then let's go together. I'm curious about what Abaddon's expression will be when he sees us."

……

At the core of the Primarchs' discussion at this moment, Horus' most trusted son Abaddon was leading the First Company and two other companies of Astartes to attack the Saturn Wall.

All of the Gastlin Terminators, Katurian Raiders, and the Council of Four Kings have assembled and are following Abaddon's orders.

In addition to them, some Emperor's Children belonging to the Third Legion also participated in this operation.

These minorities in the Third Legion still maintained their previous discipline and disdained to fight alongside their brothers who were obsessed with sensual pleasures.

"My lord, we have lost communication with the Iron Warriors. Something may have happened at Lion's Gate."

The Gastlin Terminators around Abaddon slowed down their pace. Their progress at the Saturn Wall was indeed smooth. The Imperial Fists did not set up much defense here.

However, their augury showed that the energy fluctuations in the direction of the Lion's Gate were plummeting, and the Iron Warriors had also lost contact, which undoubtedly gave them a very bad premonition.

It's impossible that Perturabo would just get too excited and get killed by Rogal Dorn in a one-on-one fight?

No, no, no.

A dangerous thought came to Abaddon's mind, but he quickly shook his head and threw away all his concerns.

Don't worry about a guess, maybe Perturabo conquered the Lion's Gate and temporarily disconnected the signal?

While Abaddon was comforting himself, he was also quickening his pace.

"Perturabo has some wisdom, but not much. He sees the flaws in Dorne just as I do, but his little heart is afraid of the unfounded threat."

"He has always been competing with Dorn in his heart, but he always loses to Dorn. In my opinion, he has been scared by Dorn for a long time, and he thinks everything he sees is a trap set by Dorn."

"How can such a cautious person be worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with my father? He is not even as courageous as me!"

Abaddon wantonly slaughtered the Solar Auxiliary Army and the Mechanicus troops stationed here.

The Imperial Knight mechas unleashed powerful firepower on the Sons of Horus, but Abaddon rushed out regardless.

Those powerful storm bolters strangely did not cause any damage when they hit his specially customized Terminator armor.

The metal bullet seemed to sink into the water, disappearing without a trace, and even the huge kinetic energy and thermal energy contained in it were completely swallowed up.

Upon closer inspection, the dense furnace fire was burning on Abaddon's power armor, even protecting it from damage from the knight's mecha.

When Abaddon got closer, he used his jagged magic sword to cut off the heavy and solid lower support column of the knight mecha.

Suddenly this powerful war machine collapsed and fell to the ground. Abaddon found the driver and killed him with a single blow.

With Vashtor's blessing, Abaddon is invincible against heavy firepower and armored units.

"The empire is nothing more than this." Abaddon's heart was surging, and he single-handedly killed a knight mecha.

"I laugh at Dorne's lack of strategy, Sanguinius's lack of wisdom, Jaghatai Khan is just a barbarian from Chogoris, and Leman Russ is a barbarian among barbarians."

"I am here. The Saturn Wall will soon be my trophy. I will set foot on the palace grounds faster than Perturabo can."

"Primarch? The Primarch is just a name. My father is the only one who exists. His brothers are just people with great ambitions but little talent."

Abaddon and Gastlin Terminator had already blown open the Saturn Wall defenses with powerful melta bombs.

Amid the collapsing buildings and the diffuse smoke, the proud captain of the Sons of Horus stepped into the palace.

"I come, I see, I conquer!"

"I, Ezekiel Abaddon, conquered the false emperor's palace today!"

The air here seems to be particularly fresh. The false emperor has invested all his resources into his extravagant palace.

Look at the mortals living outside. They live in dark, damp nests without sunlight, endure the torture of acidic and toxic rain, and eat corpse starch processed through countless material cycles. Shouldn't such tyrants be overthrown?
Horus is just. He wants to eliminate the false emperor who is oppressing everyone in the world. The pain now is inevitable, and things will get better when the war is over.

Abaddon kept repeating it in his mind to cheer himself up, and all his hesitations were resolved.

The main force of the Empire is fighting Perturabo at Lion's Gate, so there will definitely be no problem here.

However, when the three companies of the Sons of Horus entered the walls of Saturn, a sudden explosion occurred.

The ground beneath the feet of Abaddon and the other Astartes was torn apart, and the terrifying fusion bombs and other more dangerous killing traps finally revealed their true colors.

As the company commander's eyes were filled with horror, mushroom clouds of nuclear explosions enveloped his troops.

"I've been ambushed!"

This was the last thought in Abaddon's mind before the attack came.

Just as they had exhausted all their efforts to break through the heavy defense system of the Saturn Wall and stepped into the real core of the palace with excitement, Dorn's back-up plan finally came into play.

After the city wall collapsed, Abaddon and his battle brothers advanced more than a thousand meters without encountering any obstacles. This moment was undoubtedly the most proud and relaxed time for the Sons of Horus.

Dorn accurately grasped Abaddon's character and knew his clever characteristics.

The trap left by Dorn was filled with a large number of fusion nuclear bombs.

These dangerous weapons, which can release energy comparable to that of the sun in an instant, have been in a dormant state all the time, and will only release their self-dormant system after detecting enough enemies.

In addition, thick smoke from phosphide weapons and viral weapons also spread across the battlefield.

The thousands of elite Sons of Horus troops brought by Abaddon were caught off guard and suffered damage from multiple fusion bombs.

Even the most sophisticated Gastling Terminator could not withstand the destructive power of a nuclear bomb at such a close distance.

The heat radiation and shock waves instantly melted the armor and evaporated the flesh and blood inside.

Even the Warp Daemons were no match for this level of firepower and were banished screaming back into the Warp.

Abaddon was protected by his own guards who risked their lives. The Gastlin Terminators piled up into a human mountain and pinned his company commander down.

The violent shock wave directly tore through the atmosphere, turning into a roaring wave that blew away the broken corpses. The Gastlin Terminators fell everywhere in a very miserable manner, but they had already become mutilated.

Some Sons of Horus had such strong vitality that even though their upper and lower bodies had been separated, they still hadn't died. They struggled and crawled on the hot and molten ground with their charred hands.

The air was filled with thick, hot smoke and the stench of roasted humans.

Abaddon struggled to crawl out from the pile of dead bodies and shouted at the top of his lungs into the communication channel that was interfered by the electromagnetic pulse waves from the fusion nuclear bomb.

"Steinbeck, are you still alive?"

"Karl, Karl! Answer me!"

Abaddon did not suffer much damage because the core of the nuclear explosion was in the middle of the team, and he had already entered the palace with the vanguard.

The armor blessed by Vashtor protected him very well, and the bound Chaos Daemon within it was using foul psychic energy to heal Abaddon's wounded body.

However, apart from the rustling sound caused by the strong electromagnetic pulse in the communication channel, there was no response.

The crystallized land was steaming with scorching heat waves, and the temperature of thousands of degrees was enough to ignite all combustible materials.

Abaddon began to run in fear and helplessness. He walked alone in the inner wall area of ​​the palace, which was like hell on earth, searching for any battle brothers who might still be alive.

"I shouldn't have come in!"

"Ahhhh! What have I done!?"

"This is a trap. That bastard Perturabo saw through everything, but he let me get here!"

Abaddon searched for a long time, but only found some brothers who were blown away by the shock wave of the explosion at the edge of the trap.

They are still alive. Astartes' superhuman body and the protection of the soul-attached armor make his vitality extremely tenacious.

His power armor gradually regained its functionality. On the transparent display screen, a large number of Sons of Horus had turned silent scarlet, which was a sign of their death.

"The Katurian raiders have been completely wiped out, and most of my Gastlin Terminators have also been lost."

"Where's Eichmand? Where's Tiberth Marr?"

If the near destruction of the Gastlin Terminator had made Abaddon so heartbroken that he almost fainted, then the silence of Horus Eichmand Jr., who was also a member of the Council of Four Kings, made him even more terrified.

After Horus revealed his ambitions to his heir, Garviel Loken defected, and Eichmander personally killed Tarik Torgaddon, leaving only two of the Council of Four Kings. And today, he suddenly felt a chill that penetrated his bones.

If he was the only one left in the legion, no matter what he did, he would not be able to restore the legion to its original state. How would Horus view him, the sinner who ruined the legion?
"Abaddon!"

"You bastard!"

"Get out here and look at me!"

In the nuclear dust, countless unfamiliar figures emerged. The heavy footsteps sounded like a death knell, shaking Abaddon's heart.

Because he was so familiar with this voice, even in the deepest dreams, he had never forgotten the other person's appearance.

"Loken!" Abaddon shouted.

Even if he just listened to the familiar footsteps, there was no way Abaddon would make a mistake; this was definitely the person who had defected.

"It's me. Aren't you looking for Eichmand? He's here with me."

Gavial Loken spoke slowly, his tone filled with indescribable joy and sadness.

"I have avenged Torgaddon. I'll give you this head back!" Loken said, throwing the spherical object in his hand to Abaddon.

The captain took it subconsciously and held it in his hands. Through the dim light of the power armor helmet, Eichmand's charred head appeared in front of Abaddon.

Eichmand's proud ceremonial crown had long since disappeared in the nuclear explosion. His tactical helmet was badly shattered and had lost its airtightness in many places. The interior was in an extremely miserable state due to the burning of thermonuclear radiation.

His eyelids were completely burnt, and his eyes, full of unwillingness, stared at Abaddon's eyes, but he still struggled to move them.

"Stop talking nonsense, I won't give Abaddon to you anymore, his head is mine!"

Next to Loken, a giant wearing heavy black armor and over three meters tall spoke in a voice that was almost like grinding teeth.

He was armed with an extremely terrifying master-grade power fist, from which emanated a heart-pounding force. Even among other rangers, Endred Hal was a veritable giant.

A ferocious and dangerous look appeared on the Broken Hound's face, and then, ignoring Loken's hesitant look, he rushed forward and hit Abaddon in the face several times.

After activating the Disintegrator Field, the Power Fist in his hand flashed with crackling blue electricity, and smashed Abaddon's helmet with thunderous momentum.

One punch from Hal was enough to kill a Gastlin Terminator, but against Abaddon, he threw more than a dozen punches in the blink of an eye.

The immense rage turned into extreme calmness. He was always like this. The angrier he was, the calmer he was, and the more deadly he was.

The captain's huge body was smashed away in the battle. In Hal's hands, Abaddon was no different from a rag doll.

He was spitting out large mouthfuls of blood and had multiple comminuted fractures all over his body, but he was still alive and kicking.

Not only that, Abaddon was still running away, and his speed was no slower than before.

"What the hell is this monster's physique?" Even Hal, who usually has a cold personality, couldn't help but hold his breath and cursed in his heart.

Even if it was him, he would die miserably after being hit by more than a dozen power punches, and perhaps not even his body would be left.

This is the power fist, the most lethal type of power weapon. Its biggest weakness is that it is too slow.

Hal pounced and knocked Abaddon to the ground again, and then beat him hard.

Abaddon, who was still lying on the ground gasping for breath, suddenly stood up, and the broken tactical helmet quickly healed in the black fire.

Before Hal could continue his attack, Abaddon ran in the direction he came from without looking back.

It was a pity that he brought thousands of elite troops with him when he came, but now three large companies including the first company have long been wiped out, and those who were lucky enough to survive may not be able to escape the stranglehold of the rangers.

"I can't die yet. The future of the Legion depends on me..."

"I still have to go see my father. I can't die!"

Abaddon ran extremely fast, even the old scouts of the Raven Guard might not be able to run as fast as him.

The company commander was shocked that the bastards behind him didn't catch up with him. He felt strange and happy at the same time.

"I laughed at Gavial Loken's soft-heartedness for not catching up. If it were me, I would never let the enemy go even if there was only one person left."

"If they were to ambush a group of Space Marines here and wait for me to tire myself out, even if I could break through, I would still be seriously injured. I am amused that they didn't expect this."

How could Abaddon just sit there and wait to die? Even if it was extremely humiliating, he had to live on. Only by living could there be hope.

However, before Abaddon could leave, he heard a loud bang of a bolter, and Jagatai Khan, with his White Scars, drove a battalion of Tengu mechas to block in front of him.

"Abaddon, we have been waiting for you for a long time, but you run faster than we thought." The Khan's long beard fluttered, but the White Tiger Knife in his hand was still dripping with undried blood.

When Abaddon saw Chagatai Khan standing in front of him, he was almost frightened to death.

As one of the three heroes of the Great Crusade, Abaddon also has his own pride. He is confident that he can fight with Gaviel Loken and the war dog named Endred Hal whom he just met.

Didn’t you see that he took more than a dozen power punches from Hal, but was still running briskly with only some minor injuries on his body that were not worth mentioning?

Abaddon was well aware that he was definitely inferior to Sigismund and Radolon in terms of martial arts, both of whom were at the pinnacle of Space Marine combat skills, and their skills were even enough to exchange a few moves with the Primarchs without being defeated.

The strongest point of the First Captain is his monstrous physique, as well as his extraordinary endurance and recovery ability.

In the era of the Great Crusade, when the adamantine armor had not yet been invented, Abaddon had already customized a finely crafted Terminator armor for himself, and greatly enhanced its defense and strength, but the price was extremely heavy.

And Abaddon trained himself to the point where he could drive this power armor with ease without relying on a power backpack.

The purity of his body was incredible, even Sigismund could not match it.

He is best at using defensive counterattack tactics. He first relies on his physical advantage to find the opponent's flaws, consume the opponent's physical strength, and then wait for the right opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

But all this is based on the premise that the enemy is a Space Marine.

If facing a Primarch like Chagatai Khan, or even Lorgar who was the weakest in melee combat among the Primarchs, the physical strength and endurance that Abaddon was so proud of would be a joke.

The strongest Space Marine can only fight with the weakest Primarch for a few rounds, and it is not a serious life-and-death battle.

Even though the White Tiger Blade was still quite a distance away from him, Abaddon still felt that his life was over.

You should know that among the Primarchs who had the closest relationship with Horus at the time, there was Chagatai Khan, and a large number of people in the entire Fifth Legion were pro-Horus. Abaddon knew this Khan too well.

Chogoris's war eagle is extremely low-key, but its own martial arts should not be underestimated. Chagatai once commented that Fulgrim's swordsmanship was flashy and impractical. If he took action, he would be able to defeat the Phoenix of Chemos at the fastest speed.

Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Abaddon definitely didn't want to give it a try.

Abaddon's arrogance and confidence vanished the moment Chagatai appeared. It seemed that the war at Lion's Gate was really over, otherwise a Primarch would never have come specifically to wait for him.

Although he enjoyed great prestige among the Space Marines, in the eyes of the Primarch, he was nothing special. How much face did he have to make Chagatai come to him in person?

No, I can't die yet. My father's great cause needs followers.

When he thought of the legion that he had betrayed, and the insane Horus who had been infused with the power of the Warp, Abaddon's desire to survive burned again.

He dropped his magic sword and walked slowly to Chagatai Khan with bare hands.

Then, the proud company commander knelt on one knee before Chagatai Khan and lowered his head.

"Khan, long time no see." Abaddon ignored the contemptuous looks of the White Scars warriors and greeted them.

"Great Khan, do you still remember that when you were in the Sixteenth Legion, I was by your side? I saw the brotherhood between you and my father.

Although you have gone your separate ways because of different paths, my father has always missed you very much. He has told me countless times how much he hopes you can continue to support him unconditionally as before. "

Abaddon began to play the emotional card. Although in the eyes of the proud White Scar warriors, this was a completely shameful act of throwing away their dignity and honor, Abaddon no longer cared about it.

He could only gamble that Chagatai Khan, a man with a clear distinction between love and hate, would remember their old friendship and let him go.

The Khan stroked his long beard and couldn't help but fall into memories of the past.

The years spent with Horus were pleasant memories. At that time, the wolf-god was as warm and easy-going as the sun. He showed his true love to his brothers and tried his best to live in harmony with every brother.

Even brothers like Angron and Perturabo, who were hot-tempered and erratic, usually did not have much malice towards Horus.

Abaddon is Horus's little follower, the eldest son who looks silly and has no brains.

He is also his eldest nephew.

"Go away. From now on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other."

The Khan was in deep thought for several seconds, which was a very long time for a Primarch.

Abaddon's face was filled with ecstasy. He bowed deeply to Chagatai Khan, then fled in the other direction regardless of anything.

"Sir, are you really going to let this traitor go?" Qin Xin couldn't help but ask. He instinctively hated the guy with the pointy head.

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond," the Khan replied. "But if I let him go, it doesn't mean that my other brothers will let him go, right?"

Qin Xin suddenly realized. He vaguely remembered the direction Abaddon fled, which seemed to be the location of Lion Johnson and Leman Russ.

I hope Abaddon can use his eloquent tongue to successfully persuade the Lion King and the Wolf King. Qin Xin is already observing a moment of silence for him.

……

Abaddon only felt his two enhanced hearts beating wildly. This level of running did not make him feel anything at all. It was the escape from Chagatai's knife that made his emotions enter an extremely tense state.

"I can't believe I actually did it. Chagatai Khan let me go."

"Stupid, stupid Khan, how can you let the tiger go back to the mountain?" Abaddon sighed in his heart. If it were him, he would never do such a thing.

"But if you let me go now, I will also let you go if you fall into my hands in the future."

Abaddon didn't care what the chances were that the Primarch would fall into his hands, but that was what he told himself, and it would happen one day.

The captain of the first company was about to escape from the defense line of the Saturn Wall. Outside was the support force of the Sons of Horus. As long as he joined up with them, he would have the power to protect himself.

Abaddon quickened his pace again. He seemed to have seen the figures of his fighting brothers.

However, when he approached again, he was horrified to find that those so-called Sons of Horus were all dead corpses. Their armor was even still intact, but they had lost all vitality.

There were many corpses that were split apart from head to tail alive, but they were still connected together by the pull of magnetism.

Another ambush?!
As this thought emerged in his mind, the figures of Lionel Johnson and Leman Russ suddenly emerged from nothingness.

Lion's Jonson's cold eyes fell on Abaddon, while the Wolf King played with his Frost Blade Battle Axe with amusement.

"Are you still going to run away? Abaddon, I advise you not to waste your energy again."

Luo Xi stood up from the side. They had just hidden in the psychic barrier created by Leman Russ and did not expose themselves at all.

"You are so proud of yourself. So many of us Primarchs accompanied you in performing the "Failure at Huarong Road". You are so proud of yourself."

"Tell us, what cards does Horus have that he hasn't revealed yet? His allies, the four divine demon armies he summoned, have all been defeated. Is this all you have planned?"

Listening to Roche's questioning, Abaddon suddenly laughed.

"I will never betray my genetic father, nor will I bow down to you. Dream on!"

Suddenly, Abaddon's suit of forge armor blessed by Vashtor ignited with soul flames again, and wrapped in flames, the captain of the first company disappeared in front of Lion Jonson and Leman Russ.

(End of this chapter)

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