Warhammer Inquisitor

The Terminator armor is walking on the corridor of the battleship with heavy steps. When a Terminator walks, it is heavy enough, but when dozens of Terminator walk together, the shock is literally shaking the world.

Everyone in the corridor retreated to the sides immediately. The rebel navy sailors who had defected to Chaos, the priests of the Dark Mechanicus and their machine servants, and even the Chaos Space Marines passing through the corridor all subconsciously retreated to the side. People passing by give way.

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

When Abaddon approached, everyone shunned him, and the mortals stepped back to stand against the walls in fear, fearing that they would be crushed because they stood in the way of the Warmaster and his guards. Those Chaos Space Marines who were also members of the Black Legion also made way to the 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 wall of French windows on the bridge corridor, and Abaddon glanced at the assembled fleet outside the window. , countless teleportation rifts are flashing in the dark background of the galaxy, and giant ships are jumping out of them.

Abaddon looked at the fleets that were gathering towards him. He didn't say anything but turned his head 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 him The door slid open to both sides immediately, as if afraid of being crushed for blocking Abaddon.

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

"Tell me, Sirksos, what do you want to tell me?" Abaddon walked up to Sirksos and asked, the tall Warmaster stood in front of Sirksos like a mountain, overlooking the The admiral of the Black Legion, who looked up into the Warmaster's eyes and was silent for a moment, then clicked the holographic panel beside him.

As Sirksos clicked, an image of a person appeared on it. It was a man wearing a golden power armor. All Chaos Space Marines and traitors in that armor were extremely familiar and hated, and at the same time, they were extremely fearful. The ground armor, because that armor once belonged to a man who terrified these traitors, even their four god masters.

"Corpse Emperor?!" A guard behind Abaddon exclaimed, and all the Terminator around him took a step back instinctively, taking a few steps back under the golden armor and the golden halo behind them, Only Abaddon stood firmly in front of the image and watched the man, and the Warmaster frowned and walked to the table.

"No, it's not the false emperor, it's Vito." Abaddon growled, looking at the holographic image of Vito in front of him, all the Chaos Space Marines leaned up again, and they looked at Vito's face on the image , A person can see God.

"Marshal? Is it the Marshal?" A guard behind Abaddon asked in a low voice to another person beside him, who nodded slightly and looked at the image, "It's him, it must be true, Marshal Vito and Looks the same in memory, but how is he wearing his armor?"

Abaddon glared at the guards behind him from the corner of his eye, and everyone immediately stopped from their memories. The terminators stood behind Abaddon and all took a few steps back, and then Abaddon turned his head and looked at the man in front of him again and frowned. brow.

"You called me here just to let me see him and let me know who I'm fighting with?" Abaddon slightly turned his head to look at Serksos beside him, his eyes were as terrifying as a sharp knife.

"Do you think I can't beat him, and you use this method to persuade me to retreat? Serksos, are you afraid?" Abaddon growled, but Sirksos shook his head slightly, his Still pressing the palm of his hand on the interface, he looked at Abaddon with slightly worried eyes.

"No, my lord, the Marshal has released a holographic speech on the public frequency band of the solar system, we have also received it, and we think maybe you should read it, but"

"But what? Serksos." Abaddon asked in a low voice, which sounded like the hiss of a bolt slowly passing through the barrel of a gun, which made people shiver. numb.

"The marshal's speech may not please you, my lord." Serksos said in a low voice, as if to remind Abaddon, but the latter raised his head slightly and looked at Serksos in front of him.

"Play it."

"My lord, I must remind you that its content is very serious."

"Play it, I won't repeat the same command twice, Sirksos."

The Warmaster roared and gave the order, then looked at the image. After Serksos and Otik next to him looked at each other, Otik nodded slightly to Sirksos, and then the admiral of the Black Fleet came He took a deep breath and hit the play button.

The video began to play. Abaddon watched Vito's speech, and his face changed suddenly after listening to the speech. When he said, "We will defeat his failed son Abaddon as we defeated Horus", the current warmaster Abaddon's anger broke out completely.

Abaddon roared and smashed the holographic imaging device in front of him with a punch. The furious warmaster slammed his huge power iron fist and lightning claw on the electronic desktop, and the screen of its numerical control display was completely shattered at the first blow. , the burst glass shards spread out to the surroundings and hit the Astartes standing around.

Everyone instinctively stepped back, even the members of Abaddon's own guard wanted to step back. No one wanted to stand by Abaddon's side when he was angry. Except for Serksos, he continued to stand. The table met Abaddon's rage calmly.

The admiral of the Black Fleet watched as his warmaster kept pounding the holographic instrument in front of him, and his iron fist hit the instrument again and again. He watched Vito's image, and his anger was as vigorous as a boiler being continuously thrown into coal. , under his slap, the entire tabletop completely fell apart, the twisted and deformed metal finally broke under the deformation, and the entire holographic instrument completely collapsed and hit the ground sideways.

After the holographic instrument was completely paralyzed, Vito's image finally flickered and disappeared. Serksos looked at the collapsed instrument and then looked at Abaddon. Abaddon, who stood in front of the pile of steel wreckage, snorted angrily. The already scarlet eyes became even more blood red under the anger, and the bloodshot eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes.

Abaddon suddenly raised his head and pointed his paw at Serksos, "Order the fleet to set sail! Attack Terra immediately! I will let that old bastard sit on the golden throne with the false emperor! I will tear him apart Hang on the side of the throne!"

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Warmaster, but our fleet has not completed the expected assembly, and quite a few fleets are." Serksos poured cold water on him without fear of Abaddon's anger, and he also After paying the price, Abaddon stretched out his claws and grabbed Serksos' neck before he finished speaking.

With a roar, Abaddon grabbed Serksos and strode out, and then slammed it heavily against the wall. The admiral of the Black Fleet was hit on the steel wall of the bridge like a shell, and the entire wall was dented inward. After going down, Sirksos was hit by Abaddon against the wall and strangled his neck tightly.

"You failed! Serksos, you let me down!" Abaddon roared and pinched Serksos' neck. The huge force quickly made Serksos feel unable to breathe, and his throat was crushed to death. Stuck down, breathing became difficult and short, the Admiral looked at the Warmaster in front of him with his head raised and his eyes lowered, and he squeezed out his own words from Abaddon's claws in pain.

"Killing me won't help, Warmaster, your anger cannot be released here." Serksos looked at the furious Abaddon with a livid face, like a wolf that exploded after being irritated, The blood-red eyes shone with red light, and the teeth were biting each other tightly and trembling in the mouth.

Abaddon looked at Serksos, and threw Serksos to the ground after roaring. He turned and roared and walked to the side. When he passed a terminal platform, he punched the instrument in half, and it exploded. The incomplete cable structure of the instrument was attached to his arm, and the small jumping arc bombarded the iron fist that pierced through the back of the instrument.

"What happened? Why wasn't my order carried out?" Abaddon growled and drew his fist. He stood a few steps away with his back to Serksos, who had just jumped from the ground. Getting up, he rubbed his bruised neck and coughed to answer the Warmaster's question.

"Ahem! The peripheral fleet was intercepted by the entire Sun Fleet and dozens of Astartes battle groups during the process of returning to defense. The Night Lords and the Death Guard were sharp blades that delayed the Empire's return, but now because of Inserted too deep, and held by the body of the vast fleet of the Empire, unable to extract."

"The Night Lords and the others can't get out of the battle now, except for the White Scars who were engaged in guerrilla warfare with them on the periphery, and the Raven Guard. Now, according to the latest news, the various war fleets of the Ultramarines are also missing in Guilliman in the maelstrom. After the star field, Guilliman's last order was carried out."

"If Guilliman is unable to lead the fleet, the chapter masters and the highest military officers of each battle group will continue to implement the rescue order issued by the Primarch to lead their respective fleets into pieces, regroup as much as possible and then rush towards Terra , regardless of the life and death of the Primarch himself, and try his best to rescue Terra."

"Did the Ultramarines do it? Did they abandon their father?" Abaddon turned his head and looked at Serksos, who stood up, and asked in a low growl. He nodded.

"Yes, Warmaster, the Ultramarines faithfully carried out their orders as always. The largest main fleet, after Captain Mikael reorganized the sporadic fleet, still broke into the outer reaches of the solar system from the east side of the solar system. , piercing our blockade like a dagger."

"Not only that, there are many battle groups that are urgently joining the battle, especially the tauren war group. The tauren are like lunatics, completely ignoring any need for protection, imperial planets and friendly forces along the way. They almost succeeded in reaching the jump point, and if it wasn't for a returning defense fleet of the Iron Warriors to intercept them in time, the Tauren Chapter would have broken into the solar system."

Serksos looked at the angry Abaddon, his eyes are now enough to scare a mortal until his heart explodes, even the Astartes would probably be scared to death, but Sirksos has no choice, he is Admiral of the Black Fleet, he must face Abaddon's wrath.

"Now the peripheral fleet can no longer come back to join us. If they leave, the empire's huge reinforcements will immediately enter the solar system, and our military advantage will be resolved in an instant. We can only rely on the current troops, Warmaster. "

Abaddon looked at Serksos and was silent for a moment, and 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 had barely escaped from the front line to gather here.

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

"The Astropaths contacted the Red Corsairs, but Huron said he missed Guilliman, but I'm pretty sure he's lying. The spy we sent inside the Red Corsairs told me he saw Huron taking a huge The battleship captured them and brought them back to Blackstone Fortress, and then secretly imprisoned a group of people in the fortress, he refused to tell us who it was, but I'm sure it was definitely Guilliman."

"Huron wants to hide this from you and secretly offer this great gift to the four gods of chaos to challenge your position, Warmaster." Serksos said behind Abaddon, and the Warmaster looked at Sir from the mirror reflection of the window. Xos then raised his head slightly, "Did he succeed?"

"No, no, our spies say that Blackstone Fortress was suddenly attacked by a whole company of the Bound Legion, and a group of blue-armored Astartes. The red pirates have no idea where they came from, but They were led by a fallen angel, who held a pair of guns and carried a huge 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 from the Great Wall. Vortex area."

"Where is Huron? How is he?" Abaddon asked in a low voice, while Sirksos shrugged slightly as if it was good news. "Our arrogant young ally, who tried to betray you, fought against the fallen angels." One of his eyes was blinded, and his mechanical body was also scarred by the fallen angel, and it is said that he is currently undergoing repairs at the Dark Mechanicism."

"Hmph, this is the only piece of good news. A stupid betrayal plan has failed." Abaddon said, looking at the magnificent battleship flying past outside the window. Flew sideways and swooped down to join the portion of the fleet hovering below.

"Where's Guilliman? Where's he?"

"No, Warmaster, we have no news of the Thirteenth Son of the Emperor. He disappeared 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 winged sword branded on the side of its armor, "Who is that fallen angel?"

"Cypher, Warmaster, that mysterious fallen angel, I asked the veterans of the fallen angels who worked with us, and they said that Cypher was already an outlier knight, and he had been away from his brothers for a long, long time, Nobody knew what he was doing or why he was doing it."

Serksos walked behind Abaddon and looked at the fleet with him through the window. It must be said that he was very courageous, and dared to walk to Abaddon's side when Abaddon was so angry.

But he was lucky, or in other words, his talent prevented Abaddon from killing him. Abaddon may have fallen into the brink of stubbornness and madness, but he was still a wise leader. Those who cannot be killed easily, keeping them is more useful than killing them.

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

"Our current fleet is superior to Terra, by how much strength?" Abaddon asked sharply, while Serksos looked at the fleet outside the window, his eyes quickly glancing from the huge fleet gathered around Vengeful Spirit. Skimming, as if counting their number.

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

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

Otik came from behind the Warmaster and Serksos, and the iron warrior's war blacksmith stood beside Abaddon and said solemnly, "Warmaster, our fleet cannot guarantee to completely defeat the Generalissimo, you know his military talents are How remarkable, he was called a tactician and strategist as talented as Horus."

"You mean, am I inferior to him? Otik." Abaddon growled and glared at the war blacksmith, but the latter was not afraid of the murderous eyes. Otik raised his head and looked straight at into Abaddon's eyes.

"I'm just doing my duty, Warmaster, as a senior officer of the Black Expeditionary Army, I will remind you again, my lord, that our fleet is insufficient to guarantee absolute victory."

"Contact the foundry general of Mars and ask him to send his Mechanicum fleet to join us. Since he wants me to spare his life and give them forbidden technology that the emperor forbids to touch, then he needs to show sincerity, Loyalty, let him join the battle, plus our number of the Mechanicus fleet is enough."

"No, Warmaster, this is exactly the problem. We have lost contact with the Foundry 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 Foundry General is either because The appearance of the marshal 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 fleets to Terra. In this way, the ratio of our forces to the Marshal will only be doubled, and 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 in front of Otik, overlooking the war blacksmith like a giant wolf watching its prey. On the war smith.

"You have brought me another disappointing news, Otik, this is the second time you have brought this kind of news, tell me, do you have anything else to say?"

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

"No, Oetik, on the contrary, we must not leave, Guilliman is returning to Terra, and Vito has reappeared on Terra, killing those stupid High Lord idiots, he unified If we wait until Guilliman joins him, the huge war potential of the empire will be brought into play, and it will be even more difficult for us to achieve an absolute victory."

"Our war with the Empire will be turned into a war of attrition, and the time of the eternal war will be extended for who knows how long. Now is our best chance. Terra is still isolated and helpless. We let our local military advantages This is a rare opportunity to capture Terra and kill the false emperor! In this way, the gate of the webway can be torn open, and Terra can be turned into a new Eye of Terror to tear apart the empire! In this way, Guilliman has no way to fight with us If I fight, I will win!"

Abaddon said, but Otik frowned and looked at the Warmaster in front of him, "I must remind you, the Warmaster, the Field Marshal is also on Terra, he will definitely stop our attack with all his strength, and break through midnight for the outer reinforcements The defense lines of the lords are buying time, as more imperial reinforcements arrive, the peripheral blockade troops will not last long."

"Isn't this just right? Doesn't this excite you, Otik?" Abaddon said, looking down at the war smith in front of him, his eyes filled with a kind of...excitement? A sense of excitement bordering on madness.

The Warmaster turned his head to look at the dark Milky Way outside the window, and at the flickering planet Terra 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's challenging me, Vito, he's challenging me, as he challenged Horus, and I won't lose like weak Horus, I'll win, I'll beat him and be in the palace of Terra Crowned me with that epic battle."

Abaddon watched Terra raised his power claw, and 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."

Serksos and Otik exchanged glances, bowed to Abaddon together, and then walked to the inside of the bridge. Abaddon continued to stand in front of the window, and he looked at Terra in the distance. The battleship Spirit of Vengeance is slowly turning, and it and the hundreds of Black Fleet battleships around it turned in the direction of the throne world.

The huge jet of flames lit up the edge of the solar system like a mass of meteors, in the black night sky it seemed that the entire universe was ignited with flames, and the huge destroying fleet was flying towards that planet under Abaddon.

"I will take Terra, I will set the galaxy on fire!"

Abaddon clenched his fists violently, drowning Natera in his power claws, the bell of war, the silent announcement of doom.