Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The Terminator armor walks heavily along the corridor of the battleship. When one Terminator walks around, it is heavy enough, but when dozens of Terminators walk together, the shock is literally earth-shaking.

Everyone in the corridor immediately retreated to both sides. The rebel navy sailors who had surrendered to Chaos, the Dark Mechanicus priests and their servitors, and even the Chaos Space Marines passing by the corridor subconsciously retreated to the side. Give way to those passing by.

Warmaster Abaddon was walking in the corridor. He was walking in the corridor of the Vengeful Spirit wearing a Terminator. Behind him were dozens of guards who were also wearing Terminator armor. They followed him. The Warmaster marched down the corridor leading to the bridge.

When Abaddon came, everyone shrank away from him. In fear, the mortals quickly retreated to the sides and stood against the wall, fearing that they would be crushed because they blocked the way of the Warmaster and his guards. The Chaos Space Marines who were also members of the Black Legion also moved to both sides and bowed to the Warmaster.

But although they were bowing to Abaddon, the latter didn't even look at them. Abaddon led his guards past the floor-to-ceiling windows on the bridge corridor. Abaddon glanced at the assembled fleet outside the window. , countless teleportation rifts are flashing in the dark galaxy background, and giant ships are jumping out of them.

Abaddon looked at the fleets that were gathering towards him. He said nothing but turned around and walked straight to the door at the end of the corridor. The Chaos Warmaster strode towards the steel door. When Abaddon walked in front of it, The door immediately slid open to both sides, as if afraid that it would be shattered for blocking Abaddon.

Abaddon walked into the bridge, and a group of Terminator guards behind him also walked in. The Warmaster walked straight to the bridge holographic platform in front, where Serksos, Otik, and a group of The officers of the Black Legion war fleet are already waiting there.

"Tell me, Thraxos, what do you want to tell me?" Abaddon walked up to Thraxos and asked. The tall warmaster stood like a mountain in front of Thraxos, and he looked down at him. The Admiral of the Black Legion, who looked up at the Warmaster's eyes and was silent for a moment, then clicked on the holographic panel next to him.

As Xerxos clicked, an image of a person appeared on it. It was a man wearing a golden power armor. That armor was familiar to all Chaos Space Marines and all traitors, and they were also extremely afraid of it. The ground armor, because that armor once belonged to a man who made these traitors and even their masters of the Four Gods fearful.

"Corpse Emperor?!" A guard behind Abaddon exclaimed. All the Terminators around him instinctively took a step back, taking a few steps back under the golden armor and the golden halo behind him. Only Abaddon stood steadily in front of the image and looked at the man. The Warmaster frowned and walked to the table.

"No, it's not the False Emperor, it's Vito." Abaddon growled. He looked at the holographic image of Vito in front of him. All the Chaos Space Marines came closer again. They looked at Vito's face on the image. , everyone can see it.

"Marshal? Is it the marshal?" A guard behind Abaddon asked in a low voice to another person beside him. The latter nodded slightly and looked at the image, "It's him, it must be right. Marshal Vito is still the same as Marshal Vito." They look the same in my memory, but why is he wearing His armor?"

Abaddon glared at the guards behind him with his peripheral vision. Everyone immediately stopped from their memories. The Terminators stood behind Abadon and took a few steps back. Then Abaddon turned and looked at the man in front of him again and frowned. brow.

"Are you calling me here just to let me see him and let me know who I am fighting?" Abaddon turned his head slightly and looked at Xerxos beside him, his eyes as terrifying as a sharp knife.

"Do you think I can't defeat him, and are you trying to persuade me to retreat in this way? Thraxos, are you afraid?" Abaddon growled, but Thraxos shook his head slightly, his His palms were still pressed on the interface, and he looked at Abaddon with a slightly worried look.

"No, my lord, the Marshal released a holographic speech on the public frequency band of the solar system. We also received it. We thought maybe you should take a look, but"

"But what? Xerxos." Abaddon asked in a deep voice, which sounded like the hiss of a bomb slowly passing through the barrel of a gun, sending a shiver down the spine. numb.

"The Marshal's speech may displease you, my lord." Thraxos whispered, as if to remind Abaddon, but the latter raised his head slightly and looked at Thraxos in front of him.

"Play it."

"My lord, I must remind you that its contents are very serious."

"Play it and I will not repeat the same command twice, Threxos."

The Warmaster roared and gave the order and then looked at the image. After Serksos and Otik looked at each other, Otik nodded slightly to Serksos, and then the admiral of the black fleet showed up. I took a deep breath and pressed the play button.

The video began to play. Abaddon watched Vito's speech, and his face changed suddenly as he listened to each sentence. The Warmaster's expression changed from calm at first to stiffness, then to displeasure and finally to anger. When Vito When he said the words "We will defeat his failed son Abaddon just like we defeated Horus," the current Warmaster Abaddon's anger completely burst out.

Abaddon roared and smashed the holographic imaging instrument in front of him with one punch. The furious Warmaster slammed his huge power iron fist and lightning claws on the electronic desktop, and the screen of its digital display was completely shattered at the first blow. The broken glass fragments spread out and hit the Astartes standing around.

Everyone instinctively stepped back, even Abaddon's own guards wanted to step back. No one wanted to stand by Abaddon when he was angry, except for Sexus, who continued to stand by the table and calmly faced Abaddon's anger.

The admiral of the Black Fleet watched his Warmaster constantly slamming the holographic instrument in front of him. His iron fist hit the instrument again and again. He looked at Vito's image and his anger was as strong as a boiler that was constantly thrown into coal. Under his slap, the entire desktop completely fell apart, and the twisted and deformed metal finally broke under the deformation. The entire holographic instrument completely collapsed and hit the ground to one side.

After the holographic instrument was completely paralyzed, Vito's image finally flickered and disappeared. Seksos looked at the collapsed instrument and Abaddon. Abaddon, who was standing in front of the pile of steel wreckage, snorted angrily. His already scarlet eyes became even more bloodshot in anger, and his bloodshot eyeballs were full of bloodshot.

Abaddon raised his head and pointed a claw at Seksos, "Order the fleet to set sail! Attack Terra immediately! I want that old bastard to sit on the golden throne with the false emperor! I want to cut him into pieces and hang him on the throne!"

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Warmaster, but our fleet has not completed the expected assembly, and many fleets are." Seksos was not afraid of Abaddon's anger and poured cold water on him, and he paid the price for it. Before Seksos finished speaking, Abaddon stretched out a claw and grabbed Seksos' neck.

Abaddon roared, grabbed Sexus and strode out, then slammed him against the wall. The Black Fleet Admiral was hit against the steel wall of the bridge like a cannonball, and the entire wall was dented inward. Sexus was hit against the wall by Abaddon and his neck was tightly pinched.

"You failed! Sexus, you let me down!" Abaddon roared and pinched Sexus' neck. The huge force quickly made Sexus feel unable to breathe. His throat was tightly squeezed down, and his breathing became difficult and short. The admiral looked at the warmaster in front of him with his head raised and his eyes lowered. He opened his mouth painfully and squeezed out his words from Abaddon's claws.

"Killing me will not help, Warmaster, your anger cannot be released here." Sexus looked at the furious Abaddon in front of him with a sullen face. He was like a furious wolf that was angry and his blood-red eyes flashed red, and his teeth were trembling in his mouth.

Abaddon looked at Sexus, roared, and threw Sexus to the ground. He turned and roared to the side, and when he passed a terminal platform, he punched the instrument through. The broken cable structure of the instrument was attached to his arm, and the jumping arcs bombarded the iron fist that pierced through the back of the instrument.

"What happened? Why was my order not executed?" Abaddon roared and pulled out his fist. He stood a few steps away with his back to Sexus, who had just climbed up from the ground. He rubbed his neck that was pinched purple and blue and coughed to answer the warmaster's question.

"Ahem! The outer fleet was intercepted by the entire Solar Fleet and dozens of Astartes during its return. The Night Lords and Death Guard were originally sharp blades to delay the Empire's reinforcements, but now they are stuck too deep and are held by the huge fleet of the Empire and cannot be pulled out."

"The Midnight Lords and their team are now unable to escape from the battle. In addition to the White Scars who were originally engaged in guerrilla warfare with them on the outer periphery, there are also the Raven Guard. Now according to the latest news, the various war fleets of the Ultramarines have also been executed after Guilliman disappeared in the Maelstrom. "If Guilliman is unable to lead the fleet, the Chapter Masters and the highest military commanders of each battle group will continue to execute the order issued by the Primarch to lead their respective fleets to break up into smaller pieces, gather together as much as possible and reorganize to rush to Terra, regardless of the life and death of the Primarch himself, and do their best to rescue Terra." "Did the Ultramarines do it? Did they abandon their father?" Abaddon turned his head and looked at the standing Serksos and asked in a low roar. After Serksos finally stood firm, he nodded silently to the Warmaster. "Yes, Warmaster, the Ultramarines have faithfully carried out the order as always. The largest fleet, after Captain Mikael reorganized the scattered fleets, still broke into the outer solar system from the eastern disk of the solar system, piercing our blockade like a dagger."

"Not only that, many other chapters are urgently joining the battle, especially the Minotaur Chapter. The Minotaur are like madmen, completely ignoring any Imperial planets and friendly forces that need protection and help along the way. The entire chapter is rushing towards Terra like a desperate person. They almost successfully reached the jump point. If it weren't for the timely interception of a return defense fleet of the Iron Warriors, the Minotaur Chapter would have broken into the solar system."

Sexus looked at the angry Abaddon. His eyes were enough to scare a mortal to death. Even an Astartes would probably be scared to death, but Sexus had no choice. He was the admiral of the Black Fleet and he had to face Abaddon's anger.

"Now the outer fleets can no longer come back to join us. If they leave, the empire's huge reinforcements will immediately rush into the solar system, and our military advantage will be instantly eliminated. We can only rely on the current troops, Warmaster. "

Abaddon looked at Threxos and was silent for a moment, then let out a low growl. He turned his head and walked to the huge glass window of the bridge to look at the fleets outside, those fleets that barely escaped from the front line to assemble here.

The Warmaster looked at them, his red eyes reflected on the glass window with a faint halo, "You said Guilliman disappeared in the Maelstrom? Where is Huron? Did you ask him if he caught Guilliman?"

"The Astropath contacted the Red Corsairs, but Huron said he did not capture Guilliman, but I am sure he was absolutely lying. The spy we sent inside the Red Corsairs told me that he saw Huron carrying a huge ship The battleship captured him and brought him back to Blackstone Fortress, and then secretly imprisoned a group of people on the fortress. He refused to tell us who it was, but I am sure it was Guilliman."

"Huron wants to secretly offer this gift to the Four Gods of Chaos without telling you, to challenge your position, Warmaster." Serksos said behind Abaddon, and Warmaster looked at Serksos from the mirror reflection of the window. Xosus raised his head slightly and said, "Did he succeed?"

"No, no, our spies said that the Blackstone Fortress was suddenly attacked by an entire company of the Cursed Legion and a group of blue-armored Astartes. The Red Pirates had no idea where they came from, but They were led by a Fallen Angel, who was armed with two spears and a giant sword. He led the assault troops to kill through the corridors of the Blackstone Fortress, broke into the prison, rescued Guilliman and others, and then evacuated the city. "Vortex area."

"Where's Huron? How is he?" Abaddon asked in a low voice, and Xerxos shrugged slightly as if it was some good news. "Our arrogant young ally who tried to betray you and fought against the fallen angels He fought a battle, and the result was quite tragic. One of his eyes was blinded, and his mechanical body was also scarred by the fallen angel. It is said that it is currently being repaired by the Dark Mechanicus. "

"Hmph, this is the only bit of good news. A stupid betrayal plan failed." Abaddon said, looking out the window at the magnificent battleship flying past. The heavy cruiser was spitting dazzling fire towards the Vengeful Spirit. Flying sideways, swooping down to join the fleet hovering below.

"Where is Guilliman? Is he anywhere?"

"No, Warmaster, we have no news about the Emperor's Thirteenth Son. He disappeared together with the mysterious Fallen Angel and has not been heard from since."

Abaddon looked at a battleship outside the window and raised his head. It was a gray-black battleship with a long winged sword branded on the side of its armor. "Who is that fallen angel?"

"Seph, Warmaster, that mysterious Fallen Angel. I asked the fallen angel veterans who work with us. They said that Seph has been a stray knight for a long time. He has been away from his brothers for a long time. No one knew what he was doing or why he was doing it."

Xerxos walked up behind Abaddon and looked at the fleet outside the window with him. It must be said that he was very brave, and he dared to walk up to Abaddon when Abaddon was so angry.

But he was lucky, or in other words, his talent prevented Abaddon from killing him. Abaddon may have fallen to the edge of stubbornness and madness, but he was still a wise leader. He knew that those with talents and abilities were Those who cannot be killed easily are more useful to keep than to kill them.

In order to conquer Terra and kill the false emperor to end the eternal war, Abaddon needs the help of people like Xerxos, so although he is angry, he will not actually kill him.

"How much more strength does the fleet we have now have than Terra?" Abaddon asked sharply, while Xersos looked at the fleet outside the window, his eyes quickly moving from the huge fleet assembled around the Spirit of Vengeance. Passing by, as if counting their numbers.

"Our current power is three times that of Terra, and the power of the Astartes is more than ten times greater. We can attack the Warmaster."

"No, don't underestimate Marshal, Threxos. The fleet in Marshal Vito's hands is not far behind ours. He can still use the defensive arrays on the ground and in orbit to make up for the gap in the number of warships. Facing those heavy Orbital defense system, our current number of warships does not have a crushing advantage. "

Otik came from behind the Warmaster and Serksos. The War Blacksmith of the Iron Warriors stood beside Abaddon and said seriously, "Warmaster, our fleet cannot guarantee a complete defeat of the Marshal. You know that his military talents are How remarkable, he was known as a genius tactician and strategist like Horus."

"Do you mean that I am inferior to him? Otik." Abaddon growled and glared at the war blacksmith, but the latter was not afraid of the killing eyes. Otik raised his head and looked directly at him. Looking into Abaddon's eyes.

"I am just fulfilling my obligations, Warmaster. As a high-ranking officer of the Black Expeditionary Force, I would like to remind you, sir, that our fleet is insufficient in number to guarantee absolute victory."

"Contact the Forge-General of Mars and ask him to send his Mechanicus fleet to join us. Since he wants me to spare his life and grant them forbidden technologies that the Emperor forbids to touch, he needs to show sincerity. Loyal, let him join the battle, plus our numbers will be enough with the Mechanicus fleet."

"No, Warmaster, this is exactly the problem. We have lost contact with the Forge General on Mars. There has been no news since the last contact. The representative of the Dark Mechanic Sect to Mars has also disappeared. I think the Forge General is either because of The marshal showed up and repented, or he was killed, but now we can't use the power of Mars."

"And if the Mechanicus chooses to support the Marshal, they will also send their fleet to Terra. In this way, the ratio of our forces to the Marshal will only be twice that. The gap will be even smaller. In addition, the absolute advantage of the orbital defense system will continue to shrink. ”

Otik was quite bold. Since he directly told Abaddon the news of the failure, the Warmaster turned around and walked up to Otik and looked down at the war blacksmith like a giant wolf looking at its prey. His huge sense of majesty directly affected all the people. Pressed on the war blacksmith.

"You have brought me another disappointing news, Otik. This is the second time you have brought this kind of news. Tell me, is there anything else you want to say?"

"I suggest retreating, Warmaster, using our still strong military power to attack and occupy other areas of the empire, and establish a stable position from subspace into the physical universe. This way, the demon army can continue to flow and steadily enter the physical universe to strengthen us. The power allows us to compete with the Marshal and Guilliman."

"No, Otyk, on the contrary, we must not leave. Guilliman is returning to Terra. Vitor has also reappeared on Terra, killing those stupid High Lord idiots. He united Without the political power of the Empire, if we wait until Guilliman joins him, the Empire's huge war potential will be unleashed, and it will be even harder for us to achieve absolute victory."

"Our war with the Empire will become a war of attrition, and the time of the eternal war will be extended for God knows how long. Now is our best chance. Terra is still isolated and helpless. We can take advantage of our local military advantage. This is a rare opportunity to capture Terra and kill the false emperor! This way we can tear open the gate of the Webway and turn Terra into the new Eye of Terror to tear apart the Empire! In this way, Guilliman will not be able to fight with us! Confronted, I will win!"

Abaddon said, but Otik frowned and looked at the Warmaster in front of him, "I must remind you, Warmaster, the Marshal is also on Terra. He will definitely stop our attack with all his strength and provide support for the peripheral reinforcements to break through midnight." The Lords' defenses were fighting for time, and as more Imperial reinforcements arrived, the outer blockade forces could not hold on for much longer. "

"Isn't this just right? Doesn't this excite you? Otik?" Abaddon said, looking down at the war blacksmith in front of him, his eyes filled with excitement? An almost crazy excitement.

The Warmaster turned to look at the dark Milky Way outside the window, and looked at the Terra star shining in the distance, "This kind of battle is the most interesting, a crushing victory without any suspense? No, my long battle will not It ended so boringly.”

"He is challenging me, Vito, he is challenging me, just like he challenged Horus, and I will not lose like the weak Horus, I will win, I will defeat him and then in the palace of Terra Zhong used that epic battle to crown me and ascend the throne.”

Abaddon watched Terra raise his power claw. He looked up at the planet as if the throne world was already in his hands. "I accept his challenge and order the fleet to set off."

Xerxos and Otyk looked at each other and bowed to Abaddon together before walking to the inside of the bridge. Abaddon continued to stand in front of the window. He looked at Terra in the distance, huge beneath him. The Spirit of Vengeance battleship is slowly turning, and it and the hundreds of black fleet battleships around it are turning in the direction of the throne world.

The huge jet of flames lit up the edge of the solar system like a large meteor. In the black night sky, it was as if the entire universe was ignited with flames. The huge destruction fleet was flying towards the planet under Abaddon.

"I will take Terra, I will make the galaxy burn!"

Abaddon clenched his fist violently, submerging Terra in his power claws, the bells of war, the silent announcement of destruction.