Pieces of distorted energy tore through the darkness, enveloping the entire world in dark purple light.
Dark clouds rolled across the sky, as if being pulled into a huge tornado, so dark and oppressive that it made people feel uneasy.
The light of lightning shines on every hive city.
Energy beams and artillery fire intertwined.
Every street was filled with gunfire and bullets.
The soldiers of the Empire relied on the Imperial Church and priests for defense.
Devout Anglican priests possess the power of faith.
This power can resist the shadow of the Warp, forcing the Chaos traitors to be unable to break through those places with the help of the evil power of the Warp.
We can only rely on hard power to attack the local area little by little.
This kind of resistance made it difficult for the Chaos Forces, which had been unstoppable from the beginning, to overcome it.
The cost of capturing a single street was greater than the cost of capturing the entire perimeter of the hive.
As the Warsmith, Honsou was responsible for commanding the Chaos forces in Abaddon's absence, preventing them from being exhausted, but to no avail.
At this time, he had already set foot on the land of Red Earth. Information from various fronts poured in from different places, and was eventually received by those tall iron ring robots and transmitted to him.
Hong Suo inherited all of Pitu Labo's legacy, including the intelligent robots made up of technological fragments excavated by his genetic father from the ancient technological era.
The Iron Ring Robot is extremely powerful, possessing terrifying firepower and computing power, and can help process huge amounts of battlefield data.
Through the data collected from various battlefields, Hong Suo can clearly see the situation of the entire battlefield.
The war is happening on every street.
The tenacious imperial army held on with their fearless spirit and terrifying firepower.
The Chaos Warriors could hardly move forward.
Each step was accompanied by a great deal of sacrifice.
As the resistance increases, the Chaos side's losses grow exponentially.
But the results are also gratifying.
The balance of victory is gradually tilting towards Chaos.
They were about to win.
Just a little bit.
You can achieve victory.
"How is the construction of the Blackstone Crown going?" Hong Suo contacted the head of the Word Bearers, Kor Phaeron, and asked.
After Lorgar was captured, Erebus was used as a vessel of power by Abaddon.
Control of the Word Bearers Legion has fallen entirely into the hands of Kor Phaeron.
"Everything is going as planned, but there are some important nodes that are still controlled by the Empire. If we can't get those nodes, the Blackstone Demon Crown ceremony cannot be carried out." Cole Phaeron quickly responded to the Warsmith.
This horrific ritual of the Blackstone Crown reversed the anti-space force field of the Vigilant Star, causing the Nakmond Corridor to slowly close.
If it weren't for the Eldar prophet Anville who found some lost ancient knowledge from those ancient books, which was able to slow down the closure of the Nak'mond Corridor, humans would have lost this important throat passage long ago.
It is obvious that the Chaos side wants to repeat the same trick again.
Use the Black Stone Demon Crown to completely reverse the situation on the Red Earth Star and detonate it, leaving the Empire no chance to maintain the passage between the Imperial Holy Land and the Imperial Dark Side.
"We must increase our efforts." Hong Suo said as he looked at the current progress. "At this point, we are only one step away from the demise of the empire. We have occupied more than 90% of the entire Red Earth Planet, and now only a small part of it is controlled by the empire."
"This is the closest chance we have to success. The empire's defenses are already in danger. We just need to make an extra effort to fulfill our long-cherished wish."
In the conversation video, Cole Phaeron nodded.
"I understand. The Empire is just struggling to survive, relying on the last bit of defense to try to save the situation. What they can't do is doomed to fail. We only need to seize the last important node, and we will win, and the Empire will be finished. The Word Bearers will definitely mobilize all their forces to occupy the entire Red Earth Star and completely deprive the Empire of its ability to resist."
Honso nodded. "Just do it, Kor Phaeron. We will succeed. The reign of the Corpse King has come to an end. Everything will soon come to an end."
Communications were cut off.
Honsou conveyed the same order to the other war lords.
Ask them to release their hidden power.
We must wipe out the empire's last resistance in one fell swoop, fulfill their long-cherished wish, and completely end the human empire.
Every Chaos War Lord and War Warlord was roaring with excitement.
They have already obtained more than 90 percent of the Red Earth Star, and only the last few percent are left to achieve the final victory and witness the disintegration of the Corpse Empire.
Inspired by this, more Chaos Traitors and Daemon Vehicles were thrown into the battlefield.
They took out the family fortune they had accumulated over thousands of years.
Just to overthrow the empire in one wave.
There are dark waves of demons and traitors everywhere.
The flora and fauna of the entire Red Earth Star have mutated to something terrifying.
The demon walked on the ground, howling.
The world has fallen, and only a few places still resist them.
Just like lonely boats in a storm, destined to be swallowed up.
Many Chaos War Lords have decided to destroy Red Earth at all costs and eliminate the Empire's resistance.
They just want to strangle the empire completely.
Soon, they will be able to do it.
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The huge spirit of vengeance just floated in the void.
Abaddon awaits Calgar's arrival.
The latter did not disappoint him.
The Victory Laurel also broke free from the subspace and floated in the void.
The two sides just confronted each other like that.
Both sides knew very well that they could not completely kill each other through naval battle.
The only end is seeing each other fall.
Abaddon asked Erebus to stand with him and prepare for battle.
He then ordered the shields of the Vengeful Spirit to be lowered.
"Come here, Karga. You want to arrest me, don't you? I'm right here. If you want my head, come here."
"You will pay, Abaddon, for your arrogance and folly," Calgar responded.
"Then board the Spirit of Vengeance, make this a fateful occasion, and take my head for your foolish father," Abaddon taunted.
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On the bridge of the Laurel of Victory, Calgar stared at the screen of the Spirit of Vengeance floating in the dark sky.
He turned his head to look at the tall figure on the throne, representing miracles and hope.
The other party was hiding in the shadows, but the golden double eagles and the azure power armor showed his status as the most honorable person in the empire.
"Father, the prey has appeared." Karga said respectfully.
"Let us begin," the majestic figure said in a deep and powerful voice. "We must let them know that we are no less capable than them in plotting and scheming. Calgar, remember our primary target is the Spirit of Vengeance. That ship is more important than Abaddon."