I'm a magnetic field madman

Among the Primarchs, the two Primarchs most adept at manipulating machines and technology are Ferrus and Peturabo.

Many people are deceived by the more conspicuous image of Peturabo as a "ruthless contractor" and overlook Peturabo's true area of ​​expertise.

Now, having sided with the unbridled and lawless Perturabo, who knows what kind of technological enhancements they've received!

"You can't kill me." The Sapphire King formed his own body, stroking the blade and laughing maniacally...

"The body the Lord of Steel created for us is truly amazing—immortal, powerful, and eternal!!"

As if to vent this madness, the Sapphire King brandished the Blade of Ral and attacked Fugen!

With the power of 820,000 horsepower, he unleashed an attack even more powerful than Fugen's in an instant!

Despite this, his powerful but utterly ineffective attack was easily neutralized by Fugen.

Another fierce and brutal sword strike shattered the Sapphire King's body once more, yet his regeneration speed remained remarkably fast.

Fuggen was unable to kill the Sapphire King, and now an even worse situation awaits him!

Blackrock Fortress is falling. Before Abaddon could escape, he decisively destroyed the Night Eye and used the precious Blackrock Fortress as a rock to smash down!

While this method of use may resemble cracking walnuts with a computer, its destructive power should not be underestimated.

Blackstone is an incredibly high-quality and high-density substance, and its hardness can be said to surpass that of refined gold.

The material is entirely degenerate; the creation of this object, born from the black technology of the space necromancers, is itself a supermassive weapon.

With a simple downward strike, the gravitationally pulled Blackrock Fortress could easily pierce through the surface of Cardia, penetrate deep into its core, and then disintegrate the entire planet.

However, this process is unstoppable. Even if Kadia raises the Void Shield now, it will not be able to prevent the falling matter from penetrating their Void Shield due to the Blackrock Fortress's inherent properties against the warp.

If Kadia is destroyed, how can he complete his purpose in coming here, his atonement?

Fugen regained his senses, and with a single sword strike, he shattered the Sapphire King's body once more. Then, he raised his Flame Sword and attempted to imitate the move that Angron had once used!

Fugen's exceptional talent allowed him to master this powerful move in an instant.

Using the power of the flame sword's two sides to guide the magnetic field, two magnetic field attacks of 750,000 horsepower each were instantly condensed and clashed...

"Thunderbolt X3!!"

Fugen roared and plunged his flaming sword into the Black Stone Fortress beneath his feet, using all his strength to stop his fall!

The collision of the three antimatter forces created a terrifying roar that almost instantly destroyed the space where Fugen was located, slowing the fall of the massive Blackstone Fortress for a moment—but it wasn't enough, far from enough!

"You can't stop it!" the Sapphire King roared with laughter.

"Shut up!!" Fugen roared, then continued to unleash his power...

"Thunderbolt of Divine Severance x6!!"

Such exploitation is a terrifying drain even for the massive flow of the original body of Fugen's two hearts.

But Fugen couldn't care less about any of that. His power even destroyed the Armor of Fate on his body, as he only hoped to stop the fall of Kadia and prevent the beginning of extinction.

"You are so eager to stop the destruction, but you just want a safe haven."

Fugen heard the voice hissing in his ear, and the speaker's breath felt warm on his neck.

He twisted his neck, but couldn't see anything; there was no one beside him.

"I'm just doing the right thing!" Fugan roared.

"The right thing? What is right? Is it what you think is right, the path of the emperor? Or is it that denying your past is right?"

The mocking whispers kept disturbing Fugen's thoughts, and Fugen, who had no time to argue with the voice, mustered even more explosive power to continue trying to destroy the Black Stone Fortress beneath his feet!

Not enough! We need even greater power!

Fugen's eyes were bloodshot, and his two hearts were beating so fast they seemed about to burst out of his throat.

With such overwhelming power, Fukugen had reached his limit—

"Thunderbolt X9!!"

The highest level of power that this incomplete body can wield is being driven!

A terrifying roar, accompanied by flashes of lightning and the cracking armor on Fugen's body, resounded together!

The massive Blackrock Fortress had been blasted open by this force, but it wasn't enough; it was still lacking!

But the flaming sword in Fugen's hand could no longer withstand such violent power, and the finely crafted power sword shattered instantly... The scattered fragments opened up several bloody gashes on Fugen's body!

“You need greater strength, greater help. But right now, what you need to do most is—focus.” He chuckled softly.

"For example, right now, if you don't concentrate on your work, there will be consequences."

puff! !

The sharp blade of Ral pierced through Fugen's chest, amidst the Sapphire King's maniacal laughter... the unnatural steel forged in the warp met the steel body of a Primarch... accompanied by a piercing howl that echoed beyond the realm of mortal comprehension!

It was draining Fugen's life force, but Fugen, who was already bloodthirsty, didn't care about such things. He roared and gripped the Blade of Ral, which was piercing his chest, tightly with both hands!

He is right, He needs greater power to complete His atonement—if that is so, then let it come!

He gripped the blade of Ral's Blade tightly and pierced it directly through the wound, snatching it from the Sapphire King's hands!

In this act that resembled suicide, he grasped the sword once more!

"Yes, that's exactly it!!"

A cry of ecstasy resounded in Fugen's heart, and there had never been a moment closer than this—

He could hear voices from the future, the voices of war and death.

The thought of the guilt he bore for destroying the emperor's dream was the greatest shame and sorrow he knew.

If he cannot atone for his sins now, how pathetic and incompetent he will be.

A surge of frenzied power rose once more, and Fugen unhesitatingly concentrated it all into the demonic sword in his hand!

This time, with the surging power of over 950,000 horses... he sliced ​​the entire Blackrock Fortress in two with a single sword strike!

The momentum of the massive black rock's fall was still unstoppable, but only small fragments could fall.

Above Kadia, countless fragments of black stone fell like raindrops...

Meanwhile, the black stone array released by Kaul and Talassin dispelled the warp evil that shrouded the sky above Kadia.

In the distance, the belated Imperial fleet had already begun sweeping through the Black Legion's forces, while on the land of Kadia, although the counterattack had not yet fully unfolded, it was only a matter of time before the Imperial reinforcements resolved everything!

We've won! The Battle of Cardia is a victory for the Empire!

But Fugen thought differently. After he shattered Blackrock Fortress and killed the Sapphire King, he saw a far more terrifying and profound conspiracy—

In the instant he received the power within him, the obstacles in Fugen's heart vanished, and he felt an ecstasy from a being older than time itself, surging into the emptiness within his soul. The moment it touched his body, he knew he had committed the most grave mistake of his life.

No, this is the second time!

Fugan screamed, trying to keep it out, but it was too late. He couldn't stop it at all, because what was flooding into his soul was never an invading enemy, but a part of him!

His consciousness was suppressed in a dark, unused corner of his mind, forever becoming a silent witness to the new master of his body...

One moment, Fugen was a Primarch clone, about to once again toy with the humiliated son of the Emperor; the next, he became a vessel of chaos.

No, he is still the Primarch, he is Forgrim, a... Demon Primarch.

Stretching out her body, which hadn't been used for ten thousand years, Fugrim laughed radiantly and gleefully, picked up the Blade of Ral, and looked at the approaching battleship, and at the... Emperor on it.

Foolish mortals think that holding onto Kadia is victory?

Fogrem thought to himself with amusement, what a foolish idea.

True victory never lies in mere Kadia; true victory always lies in capturing the most crucial person.

The key used to be Horus, but now, there is only one key—

Lord of mankind

帝皇

161. Abaddon Horus Draconion

A disheveled Abaddon was thrown out of the warp vortex with difficulty, abandoned like a pathetic failure during that voyage of unpredictable duration.

"Croak!!"

Abaddon spat out a large amount of blood and fragments of internal organs... The toxins and injuries spreading throughout his body left the War Marshal without even the strength to stand up.

His arms trembled as he tried to use Draconian to stand up.

But he can't do it; he simply can't do it.

The Demon Sword abandoned Abaddon, the great demon who sealed away humanity's enemy, and the defeated war general was despised and rejected. Without the Demon Sword's help, Abaddon was like a cripple, unable to move.

Despair was the only thought in Abaddon's mind. He could do nothing more, and he was about to face a miserable death!

Is the Chaos Warmaster destined to die so ridiculously at the hands of a Primarch clone, to perish silently in this unknown world?

"So pathetic, so powerless, Abaddon, you have failed your mission."

A cold, aged voice rang out before Abaddon. He struggled to lift his head and saw an old woman wrapped in a worn-out robe...

"Morianna..." Abaddon gritted his teeth and uttered the name through the crack, the mysterious witch who had single-handedly helped him complete the Black Crusade!

But no, that's not right—

“You’re not Moriana!” Abaddon growled, his voice hoarse through the slit throat…

"Of course not. Your failure and misery have blinded you to the truth."

The cold, mocking voice continued, and Moriana's illusion instantly collapsed... Then, amidst countless surging, silvery-white metals, a bizarre metallic giant appeared...

“Petulabo…”

Abaddon has spoken his name. Who else could it be but the Iron Lord? The thing that saved him was released by him, and now, is he in Midgard?

"Your failure is such a laughable spectacle that I can't even crack a laugh," Peturabo said in a low, eerie voice.

"I did it!" Abaddon roared.

"The Gate of Kadia will be destroyed, and the Crimson Path will tear the Empire apart! I... I have done it! My failure was only because I did not want to become their puppet and toy, to be used by them!"

Abaddon's words were so desperate because this was all the honor he had left—if he couldn't even escape the manipulation of the Four Gods, then he, Abaddon, was nothing but a clown.

"You're a piece of trash who only knows how to boast about this," Peturabo said coldly.

"Everyone in this world uses others, but only trash can't be used. Abaddon, you are that trash now."

Abaddon was speechless; the poison and his injuries were gradually stripping the Warlord of his life, and warmth and sensation were beginning to rise from his body. His soul, too, would likely meet a tragic end in death.

"But what do I care about your life or death? Abaddon, I was only responsible for bringing you here."

Perturabo said coldly. His strange metallic body did not move, but an invisible nano-metal hand condensed in the air, grabbed Abaddon and threw him out like trash.

bump!!

Abaddon landed heavily, struggling in excruciating pain to barely open his eyes, and after just one glance, he froze.

What appeared before Abaddon was a temple.

The strange statue, like countless coiled snakes, bore the eightfold mark, which seems incredibly obvious now, but whose meaning few would have known during the Great Expedition.

This is the place that Abaddon remembers most vividly—the Serpent Temple in the world of Dale.

He came to Dale? No, it's long gone! With those damned Interles! With Eugene Tamba!

However, this place felt so familiar to Abaddon; he was absolutely certain it was the Temple of the Serpent.

The last bit of strength forced Abaddon to his feet, but the fighter jets streaking across the sky, the roaring Hellclaws crashing down, and the purple sky gave Abaddon a different answer.

This isn't Dale, but it's still one of Abaddon's most memorable places.

This is Harmony Planet, the world of demons, a world once occupied by Fabius Bayer and the monsters he took with him.

It was here that Abaddon personally killed Horus, a clone created by Fabius.

The war he remembered perfectly overlapped with the present moment, and Abaddon understood exactly what had happened.

He went back to the past.

He returned to the moment when he led the Black Legion to attack the city of Anthem on Harmony Star and annihilated everything there.

Time travel is not uncommon in the warp... Traveling between the present and the future in a realm without past or future is perfectly normal.

But the present cannot be changed—the corrective power of fate is immense; you can change a future that has not yet occurred… but it is almost impossible to completely alter the destiny of the present.