I'm a magnetic field madman

The helmet, shaped like a skeleton, has connecting pipes extending from its back like butcher's nails.

Its silver-gold body possessed an eerie and bizarre beauty, yet its form was strikingly different from Astartes's bulky physique.

It has a streamlined beauty, or rather, it is more like a proportionally enlarged mortal, with an oddly slender appearance compared to Astartes.

Even Abaddon felt a strong sense of constraint and even fear in his presence.

This is undoubtedly a disgrace, but biological instincts are so hard to control.

Abaddon hated seeing him, but he had to go.

Because he was the only reliable Chaos Primarch among the rebels—and probably the only one Abaddon could rely on and who could help him.

Lord of Steel, Peturabo.

155. The Rebellion of Cadia

He changed his appearance again, Abaddon thought.

When he contacted Perturabo not long ago, the Iron Lord's ascension to demonhood still seemed relatively normal—

His armor was a color close to his flesh, his skin was deathly pale like a drowned corpse, and his body was as large as a small mountain...

A strange sound, a mixture of gears and engine noise, emanated from his entire body.

But overall, Peturabo doesn't seem to differ much from his pre-ascension self compared to his other brothers.

But the current Peturabo may be more aesthetically pleasing than before... but for Abaddon, he feels even more distant from the concept of "humanity".

"Petulabo, I have already sent out your Dream Creator."

Abaddon looked at the Primarch before him, who seemed more like a machine than a demon, and said in a deep voice...

"But these forces are not enough..."

"What do you mean by 'insufficient,' 'War General'?"

Perturabo interrupted Abaddon, his cold, mechanical voice carrying a palpable sarcasm directed at him.

"Your mission is to destroy Cardia. Is that all you've got? Can't you even accomplish something this simple?"

“I can do it, but I need a guarantee,” Abaddon said hoarsely.

"I cannot be certain of the unforeseen circumstances that occurred when we destroyed Cardia! Lord of Steel, I am no match for the Primarch."

“I can make you stand against my brothers,” Peturabo said coldly.

“I even put that possibility in your hands, but you didn’t make a choice. You’re afraid, Abaddon, you’re afraid you’re no longer yourself, and your fear and rejection of me is the same as your fear and rejection of those four guys.”

Yes, Perturabo did propose a "plan" to Abaddon to help him strengthen himself... but that plan was not as good as the plan of the Four Gods.

Peturabo's proposal was to completely replace Abaddon's body—completely replace it, leaving only his brain.

Such a thorough cybernetic modification, even more extreme than that of the Hellbeasts, was intended to allow Abaddon to abandon his weak Astartes body and replace it with a steel body capable of fighting the Primarch!

But he still refused, not because Abaddon craved the pleasures of flesh and blood, but because he feared that his destiny was no longer in his own hands.

If one is tainted by chaos, one may fall into becoming a puppet of the four gods. So, if one is transformed into a machine by Perturabo, does that mean one becomes Perturabo's toy?

Abaddon was too afraid to gamble, so he refused Peturabo's help.

Looking at the silent Abaddon, Peturabo's mask of steel and machinery held only endless mockery for this warlord.

He hated the title of Warmaster, and he looked down on those who held it. He despised both Abaddon and Horus.

Look at Abaddon, shouting that the era of the Primarchs is over, yet he still needs to beg for their help like a child in the face of the power of the Primarchs and the Emperor.

Without the power of the Primarch, they arrogantly believe that the era of the Primarch is over?

Haha, the reason Peturabo and his depraved brothers have been lying low for ten thousand years is simply because reality no longer interests them.

If Dorne were still alive, Perturab would not have been able to remain dormant. If Feralas were alive, Fuguin would be looking for him every few days…

If Lemanus hadn't disappeared, you would have frequently seen Magnus causing trouble for him and his wolf cubs!

The Primarchs lost interest in the physical universe simply because their brothers, who were qualified to be their rivals, were no longer around.

In Peturabo's view, Abaddon was just like his father. Both believed they had manipulated Chaos, yet they were manipulated by Chaos without realizing it—they lacked even the slightest self-awareness!

As for Horus? Perturab wouldn't even bother mentioning him!

To put it bluntly, Perturabo was definitely the one who contributed 90% of the strength during the siege of Terra.

Look at his collection: a mad Angron, a Fugen with a head full of mosaics, Alpharis who has been wiped out, Magnus who is half-mad, the self-destructive Coz, the two-faced clown Loga, Mortarion who was sold by his son, and that old senile Horus!

The rebel army started off so powerfully, seemingly poised to crush the loyalists and gain the upper hand—but it all came down to the fact that all their teammates were a bunch of rich and powerful people.

Perturabo managed to bring these nobles to Terra only through his immense overall strength, superior logistical capabilities, and incredibly tolerant nature. In the end, the situation completely reversed!

Every time I think of those days, I feel like giving Horus, that old senile man, a good whack... The situation that should have been completely advantageous was turned around by Dorne because of these precious items, which is the shame of his life!

Now that he's ascended to demonhood, Perturabo's temperament has changed drastically. No longer so manic and volatile, he probably just simply looks down on all his other rebellious brothers, and even on all of humanity.

"I will dispatch a machine to assist you."

Peturab didn't bother to argue, and after making a promise, he drove Abaddon away.

Despite Abaddon's furious rage, Peturab indeed kept his promise.

Leaving the throne behind which was riddled with countless pipes, the Lord of Steel arrived at the balcony atop his tower and sent a long string of Chaos Keys down into the endless desert below.

Immediately afterwards, with a metallic roar, countless surging silvery-white liquids suddenly appeared from the cracked ground!

The liquid surged erratically, accompanied by the vibrant colors and roaring sounds of molten metal, within which a powerful magnetic field continuously rose—

"Lord of Steel, you are to activate—"

Vashtor's voice rang in his ears, but facing this warp demigod, Perturabo remained as cold as if he were commanding a subordinate...

"Activate 'Sapphire King' and project it directly onto the Cardia region. Let him protect Abaddon and let that piece of trash do his simple job!"

The molten door took shape in an instant, and then the surging silver liquid rushed into it and disappeared without a trace.

In Cardia, war is a common occurrence.

For this imperial gateway that stands outside the eye of fear...

Every Cardian who looked up could see that terrifying, enormous shadow of the warp.

For other imperial worlds, Chaos is a secret that must never be known... but for the Cardians, it is a secret they are forced to know from birth.

But would the Cardians therefore choose betrayal and depravity?

No, the Cardians have always been here, facing demons that only appear in the deepest nightmares and enemies that attack at any moment!

It was precisely because of these hardships that the people of Cardia developed an indomitable will to stand firm.

Whether facing demons, Chaos Space Marines, or something even worse!

Reflected in their deep purple pupils was nothing but indomitable spirit and unwavering strength—Kadia stood firm, and this was not just a slogan, but the most direct and undeniable fact!

Nevertheless, the sudden outbreak of war still caught the entire country of Cardia off guard before the upcoming thirteenth Black Crusade.

Because this war began with the death of the governor of the planet Kadia.

At the welcoming ceremony held on the plains of Tyrael, the Volskane armored soldiers suddenly betrayed the Empire, turning their guns on the planetary governor of Kadia and launching a blitzkrieg in a suicidal manner.

This was a reckless betrayal, because as soon as Lord Creed of the Great Fortress took office, he mobilized a large force in Kadia to besiege them and wiped out these traitors in a very short time.

At the time, no one knew that this was just the prelude to a series of deaths.

It wasn't just these Volskane soldiers who betrayed the cause; in the world of Cardia, social status is determined by an individual's and family's military rank.

This behavior ensured Cardia's overwhelming power, but it also led to a severe drawback of a Spartan-like social system.

It is well known that the probability of bullying incidents in the military is far higher than in ivory towers like schools. In Kadia, where everyone is a soldier, the oppression is not the exploitation of slaves by nobles in other imperial worlds... but rather a kind of clique formation by officers and troops based on family and military circles.

No world can escape the division into cliques and the resulting sense of superiority and discrimination...

While the situation in Cardia is not as severe or offensive as in other parts of the Empire, it does indeed have such problems.

Such a probability leads to undesirable results.

The second outbreak of unrest came from the "Whiteshields"... a strange upheaval occurred in the reserve legion to which these young Cardiacs had joined.

Several young men from ordinary soldier families in the White Shield Army suddenly gained a powerful force similar to psionic energy. While possessing extremely terrifying destructive power, they almost instantly fell into chaos.

Subsequent investigations revealed that these young soldiers were almost all victims of severe bullying within the military.

Under normal circumstances, the Cardians wouldn't care about military bullying. This is a fortress world, and the Cardians, constantly facing war, have no time to concern themselves with the trivial matters of teenagers.

But some things are just good at escalating small problems into bigger ones.

With the power of the magnetic field combined with the invasion of chaos, the demons almost effortlessly possessed the bodies of these young men from Kadia who possessed the seeds of magnetic field power...

As for the issue of bullying, it may be an inevitable fate, or it may be a result of some kind of malicious influence.

But no matter what, it has already happened.

The White Shield's betrayal was insignificant in itself; such things did happen in Kadia all the time. But when a betrayal escalates into a magnetic field demon invasion—that's a different story.

These magnetic field demons launched a surprise attack on the Lord of Creed Castle, who was preparing his strategy atop the Tower of Cadia... Fortunately, the Lord of Creed Castle was a little late due to being busy with other matters and escaped the attack... But even so, almost all of Cadia's high-ranking officers were wiped out.

The Space Wolves Chapter and the Black Templar Chapter, supporting Cardia, cooperated with Cardia's elite Kashezin forces...

They drove out and killed these magnetic field demons at great cost... but before the war even began, Kadia had already suffered almost unbearable losses.

And now, the Black Legion is about to invade.

Abaddon seized the opportune moment created by Chaos and piloted the terrifying Blackrock Fortress—the Eternal Will—to above Cardia.

The Warlord did not rush to destroy Kadia with the terrifying firepower of Blackrock Fortress, knowing full well the robustness of the planetary shield system and the excessively long warm-up time of the planet killer, Abaddon...

They chose to airdrop troops into this fortress world after cutting through the chaos of the Cardia navy.

Hundreds of Afi engines, each carrying a demon's soul, and members of the Black Legion who had used the Dream Creator were deployed onto the Cardia, while the War Commander, aboard his Eternal Will, amassed the terrifying firepower of this planet-killer, preparing to destroy the Cardia…

The start of the Thirteenth Black Crusade was not so hasty. Several years earlier, a war had already been raging around the Gates of Cadian.

The immense power of the Black Fleet tied down the Sons of Medusa on the homeworld of the Steel Hand Chapter, with a third of the fleet suffering heavy losses against Admiral Quaron's fleet... In addition, Abaddon's numerous contingency plans ensured the blockade of the Scalus system, where Cadia was located, preventing external forces from entering and altering the outcome Abaddon had set...

However, for Abaddon to accomplish all this had already exhausted many of his trump cards accumulated over thousands of years...

Not to mention the Primarch's resurgence and the Emperor's awakening, which caused the warbands that Abaddon relied on to scatter like birds and beasts.

But that was enough; he was ready when Abaddon led his most elite Black Legion into the orbit of Cardia.

Go forth and embrace your own undeniable and absolute victory!

156. Loyal People (Two-in-One)

What exists and races across the pale land of Cadia is a desperate military force.

Even without the Warmaster's original massive army of Chaos Space Marines and tens of millions of rebels and demons, the Warmaster's victories continued to climb.

He may no longer have an endless army, but his elite forces are enough to sweep everything away.

Countless crimson beams of light erupted from the roaring muzzle of the hellfire gun, slamming into the monsters with a sharp, scorching whistle.

Molten flames flashed, and a colossal divine machine trampled the earth, declaring that in the name of the Emperor, all enemies would be wiped out!

But if it's useless, then it's completely useless!

"grumble!!"

With unsettling, piercing screech, enormous iron birds ripped through the sky above Cadian, which was shrouded in black smoke and dark clouds!

"Kadia stands strong!!"

Loyal and tenacious Cardia soldiers roared as they pulled the triggers on the flying iron birds... but these mechanical monsters flew at speeds far exceeding their calibrated speeds!

The moment it swooped down, the demon Yafei, possessed by the inanimate creatures whose bodies were ravaged by the terrifying magnetic field machine's demonic engine, began to reap head after head.

Whether it's an ordinary Cardia soldier or a sturdy Imperial Venom Blade tank... whether it's fragile flesh and blood or indestructible terracotta!

There was no difference; all military forces, regardless of their material composition, were as fragile as tofu before the wings of this demonic iron bird!

In the instant those silvery-white wings swept across, everything was neatly and smoothly cut apart!

The soldiers' attacks were completely ineffective against these monsters.

A Cardia Guardian roared as he pulled the trigger on the demonic iron bird that was devouring his comrades... Crimson lasers, like raindrops, shot out from the Hellfire Gun and struck!

But it was useless; the bodies of these iron birds were made of a material as hard as refined gold.