The battle in the void has been going on for a long time.
The Empire and Chaos are in a stalemate.
This stalemate was quickly broken with the arrival of the Calgar fleet.
The balance of victory quickly tilted towards the Human Empire.
There were no surprises in the Void Battle. Everything happened naturally and humanity was destined to win.
When Calgar's flagship, the Crown of Glory, appeared in the void.
Victory in the Void Battlefield was already determined.
No matter what Chaos does, it cannot change this outcome.
The massive Imperial fleet completely crushed Chaos in both firepower and numbers.
In the face of absolute power that can crush anything.
Any tactical sophistication is a pathetic joke.
What's more, the Chaos fleet had no coordination at all due to internal strife.
A group of scattered soldiers fighting on their own faced a well-equipped and advanced regular army.
It is really hard to describe how cruel the scene was.
The fleet, with the Laurel of Glory as the spearhead, pierced into the weak area of the Chaos fleet, and the endless firepower covered every Chaos ship within the strike range.
Every Chaos ship that was damaged was severely overwhelmed.
The Imperial Fleet showed Chaos what a saturation fire attack is.
The number of Imperial Navy ships has been increasing since Guilliman's reforms.
The various forge worlds were building warships at a frantic pace.
This turned the Imperial Navy, which had always been petty in fighting wars, into a fanatical follower of the theory of firepower.
There is no enemy that cannot be defeated by a flaming spear. If there is, just fire a thousand flaming spears at him.
Use absolute firepower to let the enemy know what cruelty is.
Don’t ask why the empire is so wasteful, the answer is just its arrogance.
A battleship belonging to the Iron Warriors had its void shield defense torn apart by the endless firepower.
The Empire's firepower is too terrifying.
Even a tiny weak spot would be blasted through by overwhelming firepower, tearing apart the ship's structure and eventually turning it into a pile of wreckage scattered across the cold space.
The battleship's void shield was overwhelmed by countless explosions.
The shield generator overloaded with frequent flickering.
Countless spears of light covered the surface of the void shield.
The entire void shield was covered with groove-shaped white flames.
When the void shield disappeared, thousands of tons of live ammunition followed.
The battleship withstood the bombardment for a full ten seconds.
The hull exploded continuously, and in the end, the flames caused by the explosions gathered into a huge column of fire, which spewed out from the cabin, causing a huge explosion.
In the silent explosion, the flames burned fiercely.
The battleship's keel was broken.
A second later, the reactor exploded.
A miniature sun enveloped the entire ship in a perfectly shaped yellow sphere.
The observation hole of the Glory Laurel automatically darkened to block out the overly strong light.
The edge of the nova reaction produced by the reactor explosion touched the frigate nearby.
The ship's void shield was overloaded and shut down in the electromagnetic storm formed by the many surging purple electric currents.
Soon, the unfortunate frigate suffered the same fate as the battleship.
Burning in silent flames, exploding, and finally falling apart.
The Imperial fleet crushed the enemy with ease, and no Chaos ship could stand in the way of the fleet's spear.
The Chaos ships were lucky enough to escape, let alone fight back.
Only the Spirit of Vengeance, blessed by the gods, managed to escape from the battlefield.
"All fleets, free fire," Calgar ordered, "clear them out."
A large amount of debris was floating in the void, and the Imperial fleet was besieging the remaining Chaos ships.
The Chaos ships were all fleeing in panic, and they had expected a fierce battle.
However, they underestimated the power of the Imperial Fleet.
Their understanding of the Imperial Navy still remains in the period before Guilliman awakens.
Little did they know that the Imperial Navy before Guilliman's awakening and the Imperial Navy after Guilliman's awakening were two completely different concepts.
Calgar stood on the bridge and wanted to completely wipe out the Chaos fleet and block those Chaos warriors on the alert star to achieve a closed-door attack.
However, a mental communication from the Eldar prophet Anvil on Sam's Craftworld caused him to terminate this plan.
From the information revealed by the other party, he realized that the situation on Alert Star had reached a critical point.
"The Great Plunderer's plan is about to succeed. Once they complete the ritual, the Nachmond Corridor will be directly closed, and Terra will lose its only stable route to the dark side of the empire."
After receiving mental communications from his Eldar allies, Calgar had no choice but to hand over control of the fleet to others.
He led his team to the surface of Vigilance to stop Abaddon's conspiracy.
The chaotic Chaos fleet has fallen apart, and what follows is just a one-sided massacre that doesn't make much sense.
Those panicked Chaos warships, only concerned with escaping, could no longer prevent the Imperial fleet from approaching the Alert Planet.
Numerous Imperial ships sped through the wreckage ring formed by broken ships, headed towards the Vigilant Planet, and docked in low Earth orbit.
Many Primaris Space Marines also received Calgar's orders and were all ready.
They gathered on the drop deck, awaiting transport.
The Mechanical Ark also entered the low-Earth orbit of the Warning Planet, and the anti-aircraft artillery controlled by the Chaos forces continuously bombarded the Mechanical Ark's void shield.
Unfortunately, the damage was not great, and Regula didn't care about it.
At this time, he was still having a final conversation with the Thunderbird pilot.
If the test is passed, the Thunderbird air-to-ground amphibious fighter will be officially equipped to the Imperial Army.
It is of great significance to the empire.
It is also of great significance to the Mechanicus.
It means that the Empire and the Mechanicus will completely abandon their outdated ideas and start a major innovation. Humanity will once again embark on the path of science and rationality.
"Beautiful girls, it's time to test the results of your training." Regula stood on the podium and shouted in a mechanical voice.
Many female pilots of the Jiaoyang Corps have also gathered together, and they are ready for actual combat.
The superiority of the Thunderbird fighter was fully demonstrated at this moment.
It does not require a transport boat to be delivered to the ground.
This alone is enough to instantly kill all the Titan models currently used by the Empire.
The Empire's current Titans all need transport ships to be sent to the ground, which is very cumbersome.
This means that the Empire must suppress the opponent's anti-aircraft firepower before it can send the Titan to the ground.
The Titan who landed was the god of war, killing everyone with the help of the void shield and Titan weapons.
A Titan that has not landed is like a phoenix that has lost its feathers and is no better than a chicken. Once it is killed, the Empire will never be able to recover the many costs it has paid for the Titan.
The Thunderbirds had no need for Imperial suppressive ground fire.
It can rely on its speed to pass through dense firepower networks and become a firepower unit upon landing.
"The relevant mission details have been transmitted to your personal databases. Perform well, girls." After saying this, the Mechanical Sage Pugula retreated.
"For the Emperor."
"For Guilliman."
"We will win."
As the girls took the oath, many mechanical priests became busy, making final preparations for them to go to battle.
The Thunderbird fighter is operated by one person and has no crew members. Any problems can only be handled by returning to the hangar or maintenance base.
For this reason, pre-expedition maintenance is essential.
The slightest mistake can lead to a fatal error.
Soon, the Thunderbird fighters were towed one after another by mechanical arms to the port road of the Ark.
They took off in sequence and rushed into the void.
Ainija's body was sleeping in the nutrient solution.
Her consciousness has become one with the Thunderbird fighter.
No keystrokes or assistance required.
She only needs to issue a command with her consciousness and the fighter plane will be put into operation.
The roaring engine pushed the heavy fighter plane.
After sliding through the passage connecting to the outside world.
In the last few meters, a blue propulsion flame spurted out from behind the thrusters.
The celestial force field traction device installed on the fuselage also made a huge buzzing sound.
This device allows the Thunderbird fighter to use celestial force fields to achieve catapult and acceleration.
The fighter plane roared out, and after accelerating, it rushed directly to the surface of the Alert Planet.
The speed quickly reached 3 kilometers per second.
The ground defense forces discovered the appearance of the Thunderbirds, but their fast speed made it difficult for them to lock onto them.
They could only watch as they easily evaded the dense firepower network and invaded the airspace they controlled.
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"Foolish Corpse King believer, pay the price."
A Chaos Warlord-class Titan pulsed with heavy steps, and the frantic voice of Chaos cultists came out of the speaker.
This Warlord-class Titan had played a huge role in the Great Crusade, conquering cities for the Empire.
However, after the Horus Heresy, the Death Skulls joined the Chaos faction.
Stained with the blood of countless loyalists.
Later, this Titan was transformed by the Dark Mechanicus in the Eye of Terror, and its power was further enhanced, making it even more terrifying and powerful.
With the knights defeated, Great North City will no longer have the power to stop them.
At the feet of the Titans, Chaos Cultists held banners and weapons, forming battle groups.
They surrounded the Titan, using the opponent's firepower and shields to stare at the advance of the Giant North City's defensive artillery.
They were extremely excited and looked forward to breaking through the last line of defense of Jubei City.
Slaughter those stupid followers of the Corpse King.
Let those fools know that the will of the Chaos Gods cannot be violated.
The Corpse King is just a lie, the Gods are the truth.
The Empire was losing ground and the knights were defeated.
The shattered remains of the Titan were scattered everywhere, burning with flames.
The loyal knights fought to the last moment, but unfortunately the Chaos Titans outnumbered them.
In addition, their Titans are of much inferior quality than those of Chaos.
Failure is inevitable.
"die!
"The Chaos Cultist stabbed the defending soldier in front of him to death. The bright red blood made him extremely excited, and he couldn't help but shout again.
He could no longer resist the urge to offer more sacrifices to the gods.
The defending soldiers hiding in ravines and fortresses became increasingly desperate.
There are more and more Chaos Cultists, and they have the help of Titans.
Soon, they will all be dead.
An officer drew his sword, ready to encourage his soldiers to launch a final counterattack and die bravely.
Before he could open his mouth, a whistling sound was heard in the sky.
Looking up, I found several fighter planes roaring in from a distance. Their speed was so fast that visible sonic waves appeared at the tails of the fighter planes, and billowing white air waves formed where they flew past.
The officers saw that the fighter planes were all etched with golden double-headed eagles.
This logo clearly shows that these fighters belong to the Imperial camp.
The colonel showed a hint of joy, but soon turned into despair.
The other side has Titans, and fighter jets can't help them. The loss of the defense line is a foregone conclusion.
The Chaos Cultists looked up at the fighter planes, and unlike the Imperial side, they shouted excitedly.
In their opinion, the other party was undoubtedly seeking death, flying low in front of the Titan, thinking that the Titan's artillery was just a decoration!
Today, let the Titan’s cannon teach these pilots how to fly their fighter planes.
Many sturdy gun muzzles were pointed at the sky, and the missiles on the shoulders were rushing towards the enemy with tail flames.
However, the opponent deftly dodged the intensive attack launched by the Titans.
Not a single missile or beam hit the enemy.
After approaching the Titan, the fighter plane paused for a moment and then changed its shape in the air. The gears and machinery were changing rapidly, and the armor was also being reshaped.
In just a few tens of seconds, the fighter plane was transformed into a Titan over 40 meters long.
With the help of its original speed, the Titan moved a long distance when it landed, leaving a groove on the ground.
The Chaos Cultists watched this scene in horror.
The fighter-converted Titan fell on their heads.
The huge body fell to the ground and instantly crushed them all into minced meat.
The ravines left by the Titans were filled with the flesh and blood of Chaos Cultists. The scene was once extremely bloody and cruel.
The excited Chaos Cultists were so frightened by this scene that they lost their morale. If it weren't for the supervision troops behind them, they would have turned around and ran away.
The defenders were also stunned.
They watched the fighter planes transform in the air and then land into Titans.
The multi-barreled rapid-fire revolver cannon mounted on the thick mechanical arm also opened fire immediately, madly sweeping the Chaos Cultists on the ground.
The artillery is very fast, enough to fire a thousand lasers in one second, with enough power to penetrate steel plates.
In just a few breaths, the Chaos Cultists who were originally so wild and excited were all killed and wounded.
Those who were lucky enough to survive were also wailing and screaming.
In a moment, the situation was reversed.
The officers and soldiers, who had just looked desperate and thought they were doomed, smiled.
When the Warlord-class Titan saw this, it turned its gun and fired at the fighter Titans that were killing the Chaos ground forces.
The Thunderbird Titan is slightly thin, but the technology it contains far exceeds many traditional models of Titans in the Empire.
Missiles and blaster beams hitting their shields could only cause ripples in the shield's light but were unable to break the defense at all.
The ground forces attacking Giant North City were quickly slaughtered by the Thunderbird-type Titans. Then, they turned their heads and looked at the Warlord-class Titan.
As if they were in sync with each other, a spear shining with blue arcs popped out from the steel arms.
Duels between Titan engines tend not to last long.
Even though both sides are very large in size.
A duel often only takes a moment to decide the outcome.
The force field device and the propulsion device on the back give the Thunderbird Titan greater maneuverability.
They can even spin and jump, performing various moves that older Titan models can't do.
The Warlord-class Titan swung its huge palm, making a sound like a sonic boom in the air, but it was dodged nimbly.
The Thunderbird Titan relies on the kinetic energy provided by the thrusters and the armor-piercing power provided by the power field.
Three or four spears pierced the belly of the Warlord-class Titan.
Another one pierced the head of a Warlord-class Titan, killing one third of the crew members on the spot.
The battle process was concise and efficient, without any drag.
The Thunderbird Titan completely crushes the Warlord-class Titan in terms of speed.
No matter how powerful the Warlord-class Titan is.
But it can't hit the opponent and it's of no use.
Ainija felt more relaxed than ever before; the enemy was no match for them.
They were defeated without even a decent resistance. The Chaos Side are all trash!
If the Titan crew members on the other side heard her thoughts, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.
The performance of the new Titan far exceeds that of the Titan developed by the Mechanicus of Mars in the past.
Not to mention the old models from Chaos Side that are ten thousand years old.
Comparing the two is like using a Gatling laser gun to fight a matchlock gun. The two are completely on not the same level.
The crew members in the cockpit of the Warlord-class Titan screamed, but their cries could not change the situation of the battle.
The abdomen was pierced and the energy core was destroyed.
The interior of the Warlord-class Titan was flashing red lights for warning.
Energy pipelines were damaged and the energy pile cooling device was also damaged.
The crew members tried to open the hatch and escape from the Warlord-class Titan.
If the overheated energy core exploded, they would all die inside.
But Aniya and others did not give them a chance.
He retracted the spear in his hand and stabbed it out again, completely destroying the energy core and energy circuit of the Warlord-class Titan.
Detecting that the energy overflow index of the Warlord-class Titan was increasing, Aniya and others retreated, then switched to fighter form and roared away.
The battle here is over.
They need to move on to the next battle.
This is the use of the Thunderbird air-to-ground amphibious fighter, which uses its speed advantage to quickly cut off the enemy.
The battlefield situation is extremely complicated, and speed is the key to determining victory or defeat.
What is being competed on the battlefield is not only the numbers of the two sides, but also the logistics and the mobility of the troops.
If one army has 500,000 troops and the other army has 100,000 troops, does it mean that the 500,000 troops will definitely surround the 100,000 troops
If the 100,000-strong army had super high mobility and could cooperate closely, the 500,000-strong army would be the one that was surrounded.
Troops that cannot be put into battle and receive timely support are non-existent to the warring parties.
The general-class Titan, who originally had the advantage on the battlefield, fell to the ground.
Sparks spurted out from the broken mechanical joints like fountains.
Then, the sparks turned into flames that shot up into the sky, and a huge explosion rumbled, shaking the ground.
Millions of fragments rushed in all directions like blades, carrying with them high temperatures and flames. The Chaos troops, which had already suffered heavy casualties, suffered another devastating disaster.
The explosion of the Titan turned the area within a radius of several kilometers into hell. A huge high-temperature shock wave swept across and drowned the Chaos Cultists.
The missiles stored in the Titan were also detonated, causing a series of explosions and intensifying the shock wave.
The imperial defenders had no choice but to hide in the trenches. When the situation outside calmed down, they walked out to find that everything had settled. The ground was charred and there were broken bodies everywhere.
An expression of awe came over their faces.
The strength of the Imperial support forces was beyond their expectations.
A difficult defensive battle was turned into a one-sided massacre by them.
The speed was so fast that the defenders felt like they were dreaming.
Just now, we were about to part ways with each other and was preparing to write a will.
Now all I have to do is watch the enemy turn into ashes in an instant.
"The Empire will win."
On the silent battlefield, no one knew who would shout the first sentence.
Then the defenders all shouted excitedly.
They climbed out of the trenches and rushed to the scorched earth battlefield, littered with broken limbs.
Some Chaos Cultists managed to survive and were dragged out by them.
Those guys were no longer as rampant as before, and their faces were filled with fear and desire for life.
The counterattacking defenders showed no mercy and made the prisoners kneel down.
Treat these damn guys the same way they treated the Imperial prisoners.
The same scene is playing out elsewhere.
The appearance of the imperial reinforcements enabled the defenders of Jubei City, who were originally at a disadvantage, to turn the situation around in an instant.
Some Chaos Cultists had already fought their way into the city, but were still overwhelmed by the firepower of the support troops. They were completely defeated and cried for their parents.
The terrifying firepower of the support troops made their previous excitement and carnival disappear without a trace, and were replaced by fear and despair.
The mentality of the defenders of Jubei City and the Chaos forces reversed.
The same is true for both sides' offense and defense.
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The eastern mountains of Vigilance Star.
Jace is here to stop the offensive of the heretic Tat, and even the Eldar appear to help them defend the eastern mountains.
Beneath the strata of the Eastern Mountains are rich black stone deposits, and it is also one of the important nodes for the Word Bearers to reverse the anti-warp force field of Vigilant Star.
Knowing the importance of their mission, Jace and the others prepared for a desperate battle.
The two sides engaged in a series of small-scale brutal battles in the complex environment of the Black Mountains.
In order to prevent the Eastern Mountains from falling into the hands of Chaos, Jace took the risk to lure out the Genestealers hiding deep in the Eastern Mountains, and also lured the orcs who were wreaking havoc everywhere.
He knew very well that this place could not be defended by the strength of the loyalists.
Abaddon was too powerful, no one could stand up to him.
Jace had no choice but to use this method to plunge the Eastern Mountains into chaos and stop the Black Legion's conspiracy.
This strategy was very successful.
The eastern mountains became a place of chaos.
The Zerg, Orcs, Empire, and Chaos, the four forces are constantly fighting in the mountains.
Traces of battle and mutilated corpses can be seen everywhere.
The Eastern Mountains have numerous tunnels and geothermal outflows.
After the uprising, the Genestealers regarded it as their hive.
The environment there is very suitable for the Zerg, and they have an absolute advantage when fighting in such a place.
With geothermal energy, they have no shortage of energy and are a good place for attack and defense, as well as farming.
For this reason, they will never give up the Eastern Mountains to any force.
Orcs are purer, they were born simply for war.
The more wars there are, the more excited they become.
Realizing that more war was coming in the Eastern Mountains, orc clans from all over drove their motorcycles there.
The more the Chaos side used various high-powered weapons to wipe them out, the more excited they became. They kept coming from all directions just to fight the bugs and bad shrimps.
However, Abaddon's ability to become Warmaster was not due to him treating the Four Gods to a meal, using backdoors with them, or his father's connections.
The subspace is a place where strength is important.
Abaddon relied on his own strength to conquer other warbands and form the Black Legion, and finally gained the recognition of the Four Gods and became the Warmaster.
Seeing that the battle was at a stalemate, Abaddon personally took action and used his powerful strength to sweep away all enemies who dared to stop him.
The elite troops of the Black Legion came out in full force, fighting their way out of the situation, allowing the Word Bearers to install the Black Stone Demon Crown at the top of the eastern mountains and perform a ceremony.
Jace was forced to take the last of his troops and go with the Eldar to stop them.
The long battle has left them scarred and on the verge of breaking point.
Many soldiers didn’t even have a good night’s sleep, and the only food they ate was the nutritional paste inside their armor.
However, no soldier backed down.
Shouting their oaths, they charged towards the Black Legion's ceremony site.
"Traitor." Jace stepped into the battlefield with a warhammer in hand.
His scepter had been broken, and the hammer in his hand was a relic of another warrior.
"Stupid, idiot who can't see the truth of the universe." Abaddon walked towards Jace. This damn little bug had repeatedly ruined his plans. Now it was time to settle accounts.
Jace accelerated and rushed forward, using the impact of running to swing his hammer to attack.
"Pay for your crimes."
Jace's voice was filled with anger.
When facing Abaddon, he would be reminded of Gabriel's death.
He wanted revenge for Gabriel.
Blood debt must be repaid with blood, this is the doctrine of the wild wolf.
After activating the Emperor Angel Battle Engine, Jace's abilities were greatly enhanced.
The body becomes stronger and the senses become more acute.
Abaddon said no more as he also rushed towards Jace, the Claw of Horus coated in deadly energy.
The demon sword Drachanion shone with a strange, evil light in his hand.
The magic sword swung towards Jace's head, and he could only dodge hastily and swing his hammer back.
He failed to realize that the opponent's move was just a sheep attack.
The Claw of Horus is his true purpose.
Jace was instantly at a disadvantage. Even with the support of the Emperor's Angel Battle Engine, he still found it difficult to fight against Abaddon, who was blessed by the four gods.
The war hammer in his hand barely blocked the fatal blow of the magic sword.
Horus's sharp claws pierced into Jace's body, and then he was suddenly thrown away.
Jace felt the world spinning, and then was filled with pain.
Bright red blood gushed out and splashed in the air.
When he landed, the ground was already deep red.
He fell heavily to the ground, his vision blurred, stone chips flying around him, and severe pain spread throughout his body from the wound.
"Waste." Abaddon looked down at Jace, with undisguised contempt on his face.
Jace endured the pain and stood up, supporting his body with his warhammer.
The anger in his heart sustained him.
Looking at the powerful enemy before him, he let out a wolf howl filled with sorrow and rage.
The Space Wolves will never give up.
He is the son of a giant frost wolf born in Fenris, living in the shadow of the Death Glacier, and tempering himself in the storms that sweep across the world.
Rus's will turned into blood and flowed in his veins.
He is the son of Fenris, he is the heir to the will of Russ, he is the wolf.
Amid the shrill wolf howls, Jace's eyes turned red and black hair grew out.
The strong and powerful body grew rapidly, breaking through the thick armor.
The teeth become sharp and interlocking.
A genetic data change has been detected, and the database is officially prepared - wolf transformation, and relevant data has been recorded
The wolf has turned into a special genetic mutation and is being examined for genetic reconstruction.
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The sound of the Emperor's Angels' battle engines echoed in his mind, but Jace could no longer hear them.
His rationality was also overwhelmed by wildness.
In his endless rage, he turned into a werewolf.
The death of brothers and comrades, the death of civilians, and the mortal soldiers who fought in despair, but were ultimately crushed.
The sacrifices that had taken place before him during this period of time had turned into fuel for his rage, making every cell in his body scream with anger.
Now that he had completely exploded, the only thing holding him up was his hatred for Chaos and his unbearable will to kill.
Jace rushed towards Abaddon, leaped up, and slammed his knee hard into Abaddon's arm, suppressing the opponent with his body and strength.
"A monster." Abaddon taunted, "Look at what you look like now, how is it different from a demon?"
Jace was speechless, he just attacked the other person madly.
The wolf transformation combined with the combat engine gave Jace an unprecedented increase in strength.
Unfortunately, as a Warmaster, Abaddon's power has really reached a level that is comparable to or even surpasses that of Horus in the past.
The claw of Horus, blessed by the gods, seized an opportunity and suddenly pierced into Jace's chest. It was so sharp that the armor and tough wolf skin were pierced by Abaddon like a paper lake.
Horus' claws shot up and instantly tore Jace's body apart.
The bright red, burning wolf blood spurted out along with Horus's claws, sizzling on the ground.
Jace stumbled back from Abaddon, remaining on his feet for a few seconds.
Then his legs went limp and he fell to the ground, blood gushing from his torn lips.
Abaddon stood condescendingly in front of Jace.
All Jace could do was stare back with anger in his eyes.
But he was too badly injured to stand up.
The evil power of the Warp on the Claw of Horus continued to destroy his body.
The repair capabilities of Guilliman's Heart have been severely weakened.
Jace was completely desperate. Even with his wolf transformation and combat engine, he couldn't defeat Abaddon. He wasn't even qualified to fight him.
The gap between the two is so huge.
So big that it makes people despair.
"The game is over, fool, you can't beat me." Abaddon said, raising the magic sword in his hand.
Drachanian howled with excitement, eager to bathe in the blood of a hero.
Killing those unwilling warriors always brings it more pleasure.
The resentment and pain of those warriors in their lifetime will be transformed into nourishment for it, nourishing its twisted and evil nature.
When the magic sword was swung down, a strong flash of light appeared next to Abaddon.
The attack of the demon sword Drachanion was also blocked, and Jace survived.
"Disgusting running dog of Chaos." A deep and powerful voice was heard, and a blue figure appeared on the battlefield. It was Calgar, the Grand Lord of Ultramar, the right-hand man of the Imperial Regent, the most perfect Ultramarines, the model hero, and the one with the most honors among the Ultramarines.
With him appeared three hundred Primaris Space Marines.
Of course, this is just the beginning.
On the battlefield, there were constant flashes of light, and a steady stream of Primaris Space Marines walked out of the light.
Their joining turned the originally advantageous Black Legion into a disadvantage.
After receiving the warning from Anville, the Eldar prophet of Sam's Ark World, Calgar did not dare to delay and used the teleportation technology to teleport directly to the eastern mountains to stop Abaddon's conspiracy.
Seeing Calgar's appearance, Abaddon frowned slightly, "You came too early, and my gift for you is not ready yet!
If you were a day or two later, you would have seen corpses and countless demons on the surface of Vigilance Star."
"I have prepared a gift for you as well." Calgar said expressionlessly, "A cage made of adamantium and a stake on Terra."
"You are so confident that you can catch me?" Abaddon showed a mocking expression, "Who gave you such confidence? Your gene father? That stupid and cowardly Guilliman?"
"If we can't catch him, we can still take the body back to report." Karga said, "To be honest, I don't agree with wasting resources to preserve the body of a traitor."
"By the way, how was Horus' body preserved in the past? I heard that he was well preserved by the Emperor's Children. When you found the body, you found hundreds of pieces. Horus was really brave and strong, and his descendants were even more so. They could sit back and watch their genetic father being cut into hundreds of pieces without any anger. It is amazing to be so strong and brave."
"Abaddon, being a warrior and a warmaster is really too unfair to you. Put on women's clothes and learn how to dance from the succubus. Use your beautiful dance to prove your bravery and strength to the gods. I'm sure they will be very pleased."
Abaddon's face turned cold. Calgar's sharp tongue made him at a loss as to how to respond.
The blasphemy against his genetic father made him even more angry and ashamed.
“You are looking for death!
Abaddon roared.
“You can try and see who is looking for death!
How can a loser who can't even take care of the remains of his own gene father have the courage to stand in front of me and talk to me? Have you abandoned your dignity and face after entering the chaos? "
Calgar's contempt and arrogance made the angry Abaddon even more manic.
The twin explosives under the Claw of Horus roared and opened fire, but Calgar did not make any evasive move.
A faint halo appeared in front of him, and the energy built into the armor blocked the impact of the bomb.
The flames of the explosion covered the shield but failed to break through it at all.
Not to mention hurting Calgar.
"That's all you can do, you idiot." Kalga said calmly, "Go learn to dance, Abaddon. You are not suited to showing bravery in battle, but you can conquer the gods with dance."
"You will know the answer. I hope your weapon is as sharp as your mouth, bastard." Abaddon's face twisted in anger, and the air beside him whistled.
The magic sword in his hand gave birth to tentacles of demonic energy that licked the air like flames.
The Claw of Horus was also fully charged, making a crackling sound.
The evil power of the subspace makes this power claw even more terrifying, enough to tear everything apart.
Abaddon was extremely angry and he struck out fiercely.
The claws of Horus and the magic sword pierced through Calgar's shield and into his body.
But he was not happy because something didn't feel right.
There is no sense of reality that pierces the flesh and blood.
More like an apparition.
"Are you blind? You idiot, I'm behind you."
Calgar's voice sounded from behind Abaddon.
Abaddon was shocked and didn't know how the other party did it.
He wanted to turn around and defend, but it was too late.
Battles between Astartes can be decided in a split second.
Calgar's iron fist hit Abaddon hard, not only smashing his back armor, but also knocking him to the ground.
Cough! Cough! Cough!
Abaddon was pinned to the ground, blood flowing from his lips.
He tried to get up, but Karga stepped on his head and then stepped on him again, pinning him to the ground.
"Is that all?" Calgar looked at Abaddon, whose head he was stepping on.
Abaddon roared furiously, but Calgar's feet seemed to be welded to the planet and could not be moved at all.
"Do you think you won, Calgar?" Abaddon's voice was filled with hatred and murderous intent.
"Put your head up before you ask me if I won," said Calgar. "You are a piece of shit, Abaddon. You ..."
The earth shook and cracked.
In the distance, a beam of light shot straight into the sky.
That was the light emitted by the Black Stone Demon Crown when it was activated.
The sky was torn apart, and countless demons poured out of it.
They howled with excitement, rejoicing that they had arrived in the real universe.
The Vigilant's anti-warp field has been reversed, turning it into a massive amplifier.
The power of demons is stronger on Vigilance than anywhere else.
"You didn't win, Calgar." Abaddon, who was stepped on by Calgar, said sarcastically, "You focused on me just like those idiots. This was your biggest mistake. If you didn't save him, you might have had one last chance to stop it. Unfortunately, you made the wrong choice."
"If they kill you, those guys will collapse soon." Karga said, "You are destined to end here today."
"Do you think you can kill me?" Abaddon taunted. "I am the chosen one of the gods. Do you think you can kill me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful psychic shock wave surged out with Abaddon as the center.
Karga couldn't stand steadily and took several steps back.
Abaddon stood up, his strength growing as the Vigilante's anti-warp field was reversed.
The flames burning on the magic sword became brighter and more intense.
Abaddon, holding the magic sword, looked at Calgar with a look that revealed cruelty and murderous intent.
"Today is the day you die, Calgar. You are dead. Even Guilliman cannot save you."