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Chapter 724 Abaddon: The late emperor died before his great undertaking was fully completed.

within subspace.

The Glory Queen-class battleship, named Vengeance Soul, drifted in the warp. It did not activate the device called the Geller Field, so warp creatures could approach the battleship without any hindrance. Strange, distorted creatures could be seen in every part of the battleship.

The same applies to the bridge.

Abaddon stood on the bridge, his gaze fixed on the wizard before him.

Occasionally, a menacing demon would leap out between them, but since this happened so often, they both chose to ignore it.

"How is the ritual going?" Abaddon asked, sizing up the wizard.

The wizard spoke softly, but his appearance changed constantly, and buttery feathers would sprout from his body from time to time.

"You have plenty of time," the wizard replied in a voice that disgusted Abaddon, his beak opening and closing.

“You will surely arrive in Cardia before the appointed time.”

Abaddon was getting impatient, but he knew the wizard was right, because there was no concept of time and space in the warp.

"Look!" The wizard suddenly began circling in the bridge, while simultaneously popping his own boil and drawing indescribable marks on the floor with the pus.

Abaddon frowned at the wizard, feeling that the Soul of Vengeance had been desecrated, but he could only endure it, because everything the wizard did was for the sake of the ritual.

"Your fleet will appear on Cardia, and you will slaughter countless terrified ants."

"The Chaos Warbands, scattered throughout the galaxy, will join this great expedition."

As the wizard drew the mark, he muttered to himself, words Abaddon had heard countless times, as if he were making a wish to the dark gods.

Nothing can stop your victory.

"Every word I say will become the truth."

"..."

The eight-pointed star pattern was striking; it didn't appear to be made of pus, but rather to be an intricately crafted image.

"Is it over?" Abaddon asked.

The wizard did not answer. He stood in the very center of the eight-pointed star pattern, his body stiffening until he became a statue.

However, a Chaos warship appeared near the Black Fleet.

Then came the second warship, the third warship... more and more warships suddenly appeared around the Vengeance Soul.

They looked as if they had been taken from the material universe into subspace by something, and were even arranged neatly.

As the warships appeared one after another, a rift opened directly in front of them, sometimes shrinking and sometimes widening.

"The gods are truly generous," he said casually.

He had long anticipated that accepting gifts would come at a price, but this time the Chaos Gods did not mention the price.

This can only explain two possibilities.

First, the cost far exceeded his expectations.

Secondly, the gods didn't have time to settle these costs with him.

Abaddon turned to look at the man who was tied to a pillar, his eyes gouged out, his tongue cut off, and his limbs severed.

Reincarnators, huh...?

Abaddon sneered.

Just a clown.

He simply couldn't believe that these weaklings could stir up the entire galaxy and draw the attention of the Four Gods.

"I will bring you back to reality."

Almost every warband in the entire galaxy was under his command, and at this moment, he even had the urge to storm Terra.

“This is my time!”

"Army attack!"

The crack ahead suddenly widened.

A planet that resembled a furnace appeared.

That's Cardia!

.....................

The plague and raiding ships will continue to ravage the area around Cardia, the Volskane Ironclads will wipe out Cardia's high command at the landing site, and then Chaos Warmaster Abaddon will gather his main forces to attack Cardia.

A protracted battle will ensue on Cartier.

Abaddon's thirteenth Black Crusade had begun at this point, but the flames of war had already spread across several star sectors.

But after Abaddon unleashed the Blackrock Fortress's devastating weapon from the start, no Imperial fleet could withstand the Black Fleet alone.

Sector after sector fell.

One fleet after another was defeated.

No one is a match for the Black Legion.

Moreover, the Red Pirates and the Plague Fleet were all involved in the encirclement and suppression.

In a galactic war of this scale, ordinary Astartes chapters are no longer able to change the course of the battle; what is needed are legions.

Because the Chaos Astartes have now essentially formed a legion-based combat system.

As for the Holy Order, if it encountered a legion-level Chaos Force, its only fate would be to be swallowed whole.

But it was too late for the empire.

Blackrock Fortress crushed the wreckage of two cruisers, and countless frozen corpses of Imperial Navy soldiers drifted in space, witnessing a scene of despair.

This massive, mysteriously constructed mobile space fortress is said to have been built by the Eldar craftsmen during the War of Heaven to counter the Star Gods' superweapons.

It has a network of passageways inside, which allows Eldar to enter or travel to other places with network entrances and exits.

During one of the Black Crusades, Abaddon somehow found a device that could control Blackrock Fortress and used it to inflict massive casualties on the Imperials.

Towards the end of that expedition, he even brought Blackrock Fortress back to the Eye of Terror, in preparation for his later evil plans.

This time, both Blackrock Fortresses were deployed simultaneously, in conjunction with powerful celestial warships, as well as cruisers and battleships from the Chaos Warband.

In just one encounter, they nearly destroyed all the Imperial Navy forces within the Cardia defense perimeter.

In the pitch-black, silent universe, a massive black fortress led a large fleet of Chaos ships toward Cardia, surrounded by the wreckage of Imperial ships of all sizes.

This fortress, forged by the Eldar gods and now strengthened and cleansed by warp energy, is not something mortals can easily destroy; the wreckage of the loyalist ships is bloody proof of this.

However, several warships of the human empire were still heading towards Blackrock Fortress not far away.

The Chaos commander mocked the Loyalists' foolishness and recklessness, then ordered his own troops to be ready to fire and annihilate these lackeys of the false emperor.

Even though the empire had made as many preparations as possible.

However, facing the Black Legion, which is almost a collection of chaotic forces from the real universe, it is still like a knight charging towards a windmill.

Compared to Chaos's almost all-out determination, the Empire still only regarded this battle as a battle that would determine the fate of the star system, and did not regard the Thirteenth Expedition as a war that would determine the survival of the Empire.

Moreover, due to the turbulence in the warp, a large number of fleets and support forces were delayed or simply trapped in the warp.

This resulted in a limited number of support troops actually reaching Cardia in a timely manner.

Meanwhile, the Chaos army launched a three-pronged attack, catching the defending forces completely off guard.

The organized forces have now retreated to the planetary orbit of Cardia, holding their ground and awaiting reinforcements.

The great Black Legion Warmaster, Abaddon, chosen by the Four Gods, stood on the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit. Before him stood Huron of the Red Pirates, Typhons, Thorax, and other forces of Chaos and Anti-Imperialism, large and small, all gathered together, reminiscent of the heroic gathering of Liangshan heroes.

Especially for Abaddon, who had painstakingly completed twelve Black Crusades.

Although he was always ridiculed for being "unlucky in every battle" and "loyal in a roundabout way," heaven knows he had always wanted to pull off a big heist!
Was it easy for him? His father died, his brothers scattered, and the Son of Horus could only mingle in the Eye of Terror, where he was almost wiped out.

He had no choice but to step in and salvage the situation; heaven knows how difficult it has been for him to hold on until now. Those other warlords and chaotic forces outside have never submitted to him!

Things are different now. With the support of the Four Gods, he has truly become the supreme ruler of the Chaos forces!

He stroked the claws of Horus and said in a complicated tone, "The late emperor passed away before his great undertaking was half completed."

"The world is now divided into five parts. The False Emperor, the Greenskins, the Necromancers, and the Zerg are causing trouble on the outside, while the Legion is exhausted and fighting on the inside. This is truly a critical moment of survival."

“I was originally a commoner, farming in Kosonia, barely surviving in this chaotic world, and did not seek fame or fortune among the lords.”

“The late emperor did not consider me lowly or unworthy, but condescended to consult me ​​on matters of the time. I was deeply moved and thus pledged myself to serve him.”

"Later, when the country was overthrown, I was entrusted with a mission amidst the defeat of the army and received orders in a time of crisis. More than ten thousand years have passed since then."

“Since receiving the commission, I have been constantly worried and anxious, fearing that I might fail in my duty and thus tarnish the wisdom of the late emperor. Therefore, I have led twelve expeditions deep into the barren lands.”

"Now that the four directions are settled and the army is well-equipped, we should lead the three armies northward to pacify Terra. We will do our utmost, however incompetent, to eliminate the wicked and restore the army to its former glory."

"This is how I repay the late Emperor and fulfill my duty to Your Majesty."

Pirate King Huron whispered to Typhon beside him, "Has Abaddon gone mad?"

“Possibly.” Typhons turned his head.

To be honest, if it weren't for Nurgle's direct instructions, he certainly wouldn't have wanted to get involved in Kadia, as he was planning the plague war.

However, the four gods collectively ordered support for Cardia, disregarding everything to destroy the sector on the front lines, mobilizing forces and taking actions far exceeding those of the past.

All the warships had entered the system through rifts in the warp: the Plague Fleet led by Typhons, the Red Pirate Fleet sent by Huron, and the Conqueror of the Oathbreaker Kosorak...

Bloodline, Thousand Sons, Scarlet Carnage, Star Skinner, etc...

Over the past century, all the renowned Chaos Lords of the War Clan have been present.

Twelve battleships have already gathered in the star system, along with more than three hundred other warships of various types, and even two Blackrock fortresses.

What a magnificent sight this is...

Our fleet is attacking other planets besides Fortress World. We just need to wait for Blackrock Fortress to shatter Cardia's shield before launching another bombardment to destroy the entire planet.

Victory in the war was inevitable.

What needs to be done now is to balance the interests and needs of all parties.

In other words, it means dividing the spoils in advance.

After all, Chaos Astartes also needs to eat and develop; it can't just give up everything to help others.

The Four Gods may not care, but Abaddon cannot afford to be indifferent.

"After you destroy Cardia, you must help me conquer the Forge World!" Thorax demanded of Abaddon without any hesitation.

Abaddon's expression darkened upon hearing this. Had these idiots not listened to what he had just said?

Our goal is to reclaim Terra!

Why are you still so narrow-minded, focusing on just one or two casting industries?

As expected, a scoundrel will always be a scoundrel.

"I remember."

Although Abaddon inwardly despised him, he outwardly treated people with the same gentle and welcoming demeanor as his father.

"Don't worry, I will help you."

Solax also had his reasons; he had already committed the entire Oathbreaker fleet, and many of his men were dissatisfied.

The Battle of Qardia was essentially a foreign expedition for them, offering little benefit and potentially resulting in losses.

If we can't feed our brothers some meat, there's a real possibility that infighting will break out on the battlefield.

Typhons said, "Once the Battle of Cardia is over, please attack the Limit Starfield."

“Okay.” Abaddon nodded in agreement.

The Four Gods ordered that if the Battle of Cadia went smoothly, the foundations of the Empire should be swiftly and thoroughly destroyed, leaving them no chance to regroup.

“I can grant all of your requests,” Abaddon said.

"But the war is not over yet."

“They have lost all ability to fight back,” Huron said coldly.

"Are you still afraid of the remnants of the defeated army hiding on that planet?"

"Of course I am not afraid of the false emperor!" Abaddon said sternly.

"But don't you know that some travelers have come to the galaxy over the past few decades?"

Abaddon waved his hand, and a human with his limbs severed was pushed out, his chest cavity ripped open, and a bright red heart was faintly beating.

Typhons' bloated, decaying body twitched slightly as he looked at Huron, who remained expressionless.

Clearly, they had all heard of the existence of reincarnators.

But most of them had never seen a reincarnator.

I've only heard that their technology is completely different from the Empire's, and that they don't rely on psionic energy.

The Empire is searching, and so is Chaos.

“The weak,” Kosorak said dismissively, raising his chin.

"He is weak, but the others are not," said Void Lord Veles.

"I've met one of them."

"He seems to possess the ability to become more powerful the angrier he gets."

"His body can swell to a size larger than that of an orc lord."

“Isn’t that just an orc?” Sekan the Skinner of the Stars scoffed.

"No, he has a destructive capacity for reality that far exceeds our imagination."

"I personally witnessed him blow up a cruiser with a single punch!"

"Um?!"

All the Chaos Lords were startled.

“A Hades-class cruiser,” Veles said.

"In reality!"

“Impossible!” Huron retorted.

There is a being that can destroy a cruiser with a single punch using only its physical body. Even the Necromancer Overlord cannot do this. Only the legendary Star God can do it!

Veles looked at him: "This is what I saw with my own eyes."

"Of course, he is not without weaknesses."

"He seems to be afraid of our psychic powers."

Abaddon tapped his armor: "You're all right."

"The reason why the gods want us to cooperate is simply because they are worried about these people interfering."

"Others may not need to be a concern."

"The gods have warned us that we only need to pay attention to one existence."

He picked up a severed hand.

Reality on the green wristwatch.

[353 days, 12 hours, and 53 minutes until the arrival of the Zhongzhou team]

(End of this chapter)