Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"All our frigates are gone."

Typhonse's communication image popped up again, informing him of what Abaddon already knew.

Abaddon had no time to talk nonsense with Typhons. He was holding on to the armrests of the throne as much as possible to stabilize his body in the violently shaking bridge.

"The port side is under attack!"

"Waiting for damage reports from the weapons teams on the port side!"

"We are counting the damage to each battleship in the fleet!"

The crew members on the bridge kept making reports.

The fleet had just been swept by weird energy weapons, all the frigates exploded, and the void shields of other types of warships were also paralyzed. The Vengeful Spirit was also blown to the port side by the particle lance of the battleship ahead. This series of situations made Abaddon feel upset.

"If you can't come up with a suitable strategy, my fleet and I will leave immediately!"

Typhons was far more upset and excited than Abaddon. His body was constantly weakening or getting stronger due to the exchange of fire between the Celestial Engine and the Blackstone Fortress. The pustules on his body were constantly bursting and re-coagulating, and his flesh and blood kept festering or growing out. New flesh sprouts... Typhons felt that his body sometimes enjoyed unparalleled comfort, and sometimes suffered the most horrific torture.

"We must be calmer at this time." Abaddon comforted Typhons in a calm tone. He knew that at this critical moment, there was no need to mess up.

However, this calm tone made Typhons become even more angry and agitated.

"All the frigates are gone, and my fleet also lost ten cruisers. The ships can be rebuilt, but my brothers and sisters can't be resurrected after they die!"

"You arrogant bastard, why didn't you investigate the enemy's strength before launching an attack? Why did you rush to Cardia in such a hurry?"

"..."

Abaddon calmly endured Typhons's complaints. He wanted to ask Typhons if he hadn't sent people to the Tyrone sector to conduct reconnaissance. Why didn't he investigate the situation? Although he thought so in his heart, Abaddon did not say it out loud.

Until an adjutant ran into the bridge and reported the situation on the port side.

"Sir, a big hole was opened on the port side of your battleship..."

After listening to the report, Abaddon felt like someone was clutching his heart. The port side of the Vengeful Spirit, which he cherished so much, suffered heavy damage. This was more heartbreaking than the destruction of all the frigates in the fleet.

"Shut up!" Abaddon growled at Typhons, who was still complaining. "You servant of the Dark Gods."

Typhons really calmed down a bit.

"This fleet battle cannot be fought," Abaddon said.

Typhons nodded in approval after hearing this.

In less than half an hour since the war started, all the frigates were destroyed, and the void shields of other warships were also overloaded, making them completely unable to fight the enemy fleet.

Moreover, Huron's captain did not send a communication to Typhons and Abaddon. He is probably dead. The Red Pirates' fleet may not continue to stay in the galaxy.

Victory was within reach forty minutes ago, and Abaddon did not want to give up easily. His first idea was to let the fleet get close to Cadia at all costs, and then airdrop the army onto Cadia.

Warp rifts also exist across the galaxy, meaning wizards can easily summon daemons.

But this idea was immediately rejected by Abaddon. What's the difference between dropping an army without controlling the planet's orbit and throwing an army to its death?

Moreover, the fleet would suffer serious losses as it approached Cadia, which was not cost-effective.

"Forty minutes ago, victory was within reach." Abaddon was very unwilling, but reason told him that he must evacuate, otherwise when the planet-like weapon fired an arc again, his own fleet would be completely destroyed.

But there is one more thing Abaddon wants to do before evacuating, and that is to obtain more information about the enemy's metallic planet, and then find a way to defeat that planet in the future.

Typhons had no patience to wait any longer, so he cut off communications and ordered a retreat.

Every battleship in the Plague Fleet slowly turned to the direction of the rift, and then rushed over as quickly as possible.

The Red Pirate Fleet had already evacuated. Most of the frigates in the Chaos Fleet were provided by them. They decisively chose to leave after all the frigates were destroyed and the commander lost contact.

Abaddon didn't want to give up. He still decided to give it a try, so he gave three orders to the lieutenants on the bridge.

"Other battleships cover the evacuation of the Vengeful Spirit."

"Let all the warships on the west side of the fleet load boarding torpedoes and prepare for a gang-hopping war."

When giving the last order, Abaddon's eyes fell on one of his adjutants, who was holding a pair of swords.

This lieutenant named Tyranon Lyra was one of the founders of the Black Legion and a master swordsman.

In any previous war, whenever Abaddon needed someone to carry out the most dangerous gang-hopping missions, Lyra would be his first choice.

But Abaddon did not let the lieutenant join the gang: "We have not confirmed whether the enemy's shields can intercept all entities... You will wait in the bridge until I get enough information."

After issuing the order, Abaddon personally directed the gang war.

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After all the cruisers on the west side of the fleet were loaded with boarding torpedoes, a total of ten cruisers were organized into a gang battle fleet by Abaddon. The boarding torpedoes of these ten cruisers were only loaded with mortal servants.

The ten cruisers and the mortal servants they carried were cannon fodder used to test the waters.

If they can successfully jump gangs, other cruisers and the elite combat forces of the Black Legion will participate in the second round of gang-hopping battles.

Under Abaddon's arrangement, ten cruisers separated from the fleet and sailed towards the celestial engine. When they were pulled towards the celestial engine by gravity, they launched boarding torpedoes.

Tens of thousands of boarding torpedoes are pulled toward the celestial engine by gravity, and the speed at which they are pulled is even faster than normal flight.

As the boarding torpedoes got closer and closer to the celestial engine, Abaddon watched the images in the bridge intently, looking forward to their successful landing.

All the boarding torpedoes were dragged towards the satellite structure. When they were about to hit the shield, they were intercepted by an array of close-in defense weapons. Most of the torpedoes were exploded by missiles and lasers. Only a few lucky ones survived the sky-wide attack and then crashed headlong into the sky. On the energy shield.

Abaddon was a little disappointed but not discouraged. He thought he had detected crucial information.

That is, the shield used by the enemy is different from the void shield. It can intercept any entity. Whether it is a torpedo or a ship, it is impossible to penetrate it without overloading the shield. If you want to engage in a gang-hopping battle, you must use teleportation. means.

These experiences will be used in the next battle.

"This war is not over yet." Abaddon stood up from the throne, clenched the power claw, and stared out the window at the battleship pursuing the Vengeful Spirit.

The battleship's figure was gradually blocked by a large number of cruisers that came to block it.