Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Within the Black Legion, Abaddon's will is unshakable.

This legion was pulled together by him alone.

His prestige cannot be replaced by others.

Under Abaddon's order, the Spirit of Vengeance turned around and headed for Red Earth.

The same goes for a large fleet.

As followers of Chaos, they can operate far more in the Warp than the Empire.

Especially the Black Legion, a chaotic force with powerful power.

Even the demons of eternal hunger are reluctant to provoke them.

Provoking the empire is at most just being expelled.

He provoked the Black Legion, but he was going to be caught as a hard laborer.

Those devil engines and devil vehicles are imprisoned one by one.

Even the giant battleships like Spirit of Vengeance and Planet Killer have imprisoned demons as servants.

To harass the Black Legion is really asking for death.

The warriors stood beneath Abaddon's throne, and they kept silent, lest they offend the Great Marauder, drawing his wrath.

Ever since he was badly wounded by Calgar on Vigilus, the tyrant has become quite irritable.

Many unlucky people have already died in his hands.

Nobody wants to be next.

The few mortal crew members were even more frightened and trembled, not daring to show any opposition at all.

The Vengeful Spirit has become terribly polluted by the Warp.

Huge marble portals covered with thick flesh.

Blood flows along the transparent tubes, and those important compartments beat like a heart.

Those flesh and blood are still alive, continuously shrinking and expanding, like a living body.

To some extent, the Vengeful Spirit is actually a living body.

Under such conditions, the mortals of the Vengeful Spirit would not survive long at all.

As for the Queen of Glory class battleship like the Spirit of Vengeance, the manpower needed is not a small number.

Even if there are devout believers who believe in chaos, it is by no means easy to replenish the scale of Vengeful Spirit's normal operation.

To this end, the think tanks of the Black Legion have come up with many ways.

For example, catching the devil as a strong man.

Or fuse a soul with the Spirit of Vengeance, making the battleship the body of that soul.

Using a special ritual, they bound a girl's soul to a vengeful spirit.

Steel became her body, and the thick armor became his skin. The reactor acts as her heart, keeping Vengeful Spirit going.

The girl's soul is named Itzara, and she was once the sister of Kayan, the chief think tank of the Black Legion.

After the girl died, she first became the core machine soul of the battleship Telarok.

When the Vengeful Spirit was recovered by Abaddon, she was transferred to a new battleship.

Became the soul and heart of a vengeful spirit.

She was in a life support tank above the bridge, suspended in an icy blue liquid.

No matter what crisis the Vengeful Spirit encountered, she kept quiet, staying in the refuge filled with amniotic fluid.

A cogitator cable extending from her head connects to the machinery of the life-support cage.

The cables swayed gently in the artificial amniotic fluid, like a group of swimming snakes forming a huge crown.

Each of the metal snakes is constantly transmitting her thoughts to the receiving systems all over the battleship, and at the same time transmitting all the information received by the battleship to her brain.

The liquid in the tank is clear and transparent.

On the base of the tall glass jar, a buzzing set of equipment is continuously filtering the liquid and pouring nutrients into it.

Itzara has no eyes, but she can see all she wants.

The many tall towers of the Spirit of Vengeance, thousands of machine sighting devices and sensors are her eyes.

When Itzara spoke, the entire comm channel of the Vengeful Spirit became her voice.

"The orbit has been corrected, and it is estimated that we will reach Chidixing in six days." Itzala's voice echoed through the black microphone device on the bridge, echoing in the silent crowd.

Abaddon did not speak, he sat back on his throne, his face showing anger.

He was looking forward to the moment when he would personally destroy Chidixing.

That would be the pinnacle of his career.

But he also has some concerns.

During the Vigilante battle, he was severely humiliated by Calgar.

Calgar's power is too terrifying, even if he is blessed by the four gods, it is difficult to resist the opponent's blow.

Just a little bit, it was broken in the hands of the other party.

In order to fight Calgar, he had Erebus brought up.

Lorgar, Perturabo, and Fulgrim are the three demon primarchs who want to surround Guilliman on the planet of learning.

As a result, Corax, who escaped, surrounded them with other loyal Primarchs.

The three were defeated and were captured alive and brought back to Terra.

Due to the strength of the empire, the forces they left behind could not take revenge on their own, and could only choose to cooperate with Abaddon.

Erebus and Cole Pharron, two guys fighting for power and profit, led a group of Word Bearers to join the Black Legion, wanting to participate in the big event of destroying the empire in order to save their own Primarch.

In the must-kill list of the human empire, except for Erebus, who is not the original body and is selected into the top five, it ranks above Fabius.

Erebus is one of the most important members of the Word Bearers and the Dark Council of Thekaros.

Instigator of the Horus Heresy.

Played an important role in the process of Lorgar and Horus turning to Chaos.

He calls himself the Hand of Fate.

The deadliest tool in the plans of the Ruinous Powers.

During the time of the Great Crusade, Erebus occupied the prestigious position of Chief Priest of the Word Bearers.

He is a fearsome, intimidating warrior of the Astartes.

His shaved scalp is tattooed with chapters from the Book of Lorgar, which he uses to intimidate and inflict psychological blows on his enemies.

However, what is not known is that Erebus never really endorsed Lorgar's beliefs from beginning to end.

He considered the Emperor to be untrustworthy.

Before joining the Great Crusade, he had already believed in the gods of chaos, and secretly assisted the gods in destroying the foundation of the emperor.

After the Perfect City was burned to the ground by the Thirteenth Legion, Lorgar fell into self-doubt.

At this time, Erebus, who had been acting secretly, began to reveal his heretical ideas.

He persuaded Lorgar, telling him that there are other gods worthy of belief in this universe.

With the help of Cole Fallon, Lorgar's adoptive father, Lorgar was tortured in confusion.

After making the pilgrimage into the Eye of Terror, Lorgar and his legion fully embraced Chaos.

After the Fall of the Word Bearers, Erebus shifted to a new goal, becoming more determined to serve the gods and become their most proud subordinate.

With the help of his own reputation, in the name of observation and learning, he entered the Sons of Horus Legion.

He stole the Chaos Weapon, the Nemesis Blade, from the Intereth civilization.

The Interracial civilization is a pure human civilization, which retains ancient technology and civilization, and is a very benevolent civilization.

This civilization is very afraid that Horus and others are lackeys of Chaos, so they are very wary of it.

After a long time, they discovered that Horus and the others knew nothing about the subspace, and they were surprisingly naive.

At that time, the humans of Terra were kept pure by the impetus of the Emperor's Truth.

Imperial truth is a lie.

But it also helps humans.

Let them not be poisoned by the horrors of the warp.

Just when the Interracial civilization rejoiced at the purity of Horus and others, and was preparing to join the empire.

Erebus's act of stealing the Chaos Weapon made the Intresian civilization believe that the ignorance and purity of Horus and others were all disguised.

War broke out between the two sides.

Horus doubted himself for the second time in a diplomatic defeat.

The first time was with the False Emperor.

It is also a civilization that survived the dark night, but was destroyed by the son of Horus.

Horus doubted himself that if the Emperor were here, these two wars would never have happened.

After that, Erebus took advantage of Horus's pride and sent him to the planet Devon.

Erebus told the story of the rebellion of the governor of Planet Devon in front of many reporters, and Horus, who lost his face, was furious.

The governor of Planet Devon, Yugan Tamba, was personally appointed by Horus. The loyalty of the other party is what Horus admired the most, and he mentioned it many times.

The other party's betrayal undoubtedly hit Horus' self-confidence again.

In order to wash away the shame, he personally led the team to kill the traitors, and was eventually stolen by Erebus from the Interrace civilization, and handed over to Yogan Tamba's old enemy, Blade.

After the usual treatment was ineffective, Erebus proposed to send Horus to the temple, and used rituals to guide the other party to see the so-called "truth", which eventually made Horus fall.

Under the bewitching of Erebus, Horus stayed away from the Great Crusade, reached an agreement with the God of Chaos, and embarked on the road of rebellion against the Emperor.

For a long time, Erebus stayed with Horus, serving as his dark spirit's advisor and ally.

Abaddon's hatred for Erebus was as deep as Lorgar's.

Even if one day, he succeeds in destroying the human empire.

His next target will also be the Word Bearers Legion.

Even though many people ridiculed Abaddon as a reckless man, he was not worthy to be the Warmaster elected by the four gods.

In fact, this is just a kind of impotent rage and jealousy.

Abaddon's abilities may not match the Primarch's.

But he is definitely the top few in the first echelon of space fighters.

Before the rebellion, Abaddon was the first company commander of the son of Horus, and the chief of the Council of Four Kings that Horus valued most.

He dared to argue some things with Horus, and even the Emperor.

This quality alone is enough to beat many people.

Many Primarchs would not dare speak out against the Emperor, let alone those Space Marines.

Abaddon became the co-choice of the four gods because among the many traitors, he was the only one who could hold the banner.

Angron was dominated by endless rage, Fulgrim turned to Slaanesh, Mortarion became Nurgle's lackey, and Magnus was used as a plaything by Tzeentch.

The Four Gods would definitely not allow one of them to become a Chaos Warmaster.

The gods all want to devour each other, and want to completely control the power of chaos.

Although Lorgar has no obvious inclination, his personal ability is also at the Primarch level.

But he is not popular.

If it weren't for the great enemy of the empire, and he was still a demon primarch, I'm afraid he would have been attacked by the crowd long ago.

Not to mention Perturabo, that kind of awkward personality is hard to convince the public, and he might even be betrayed.

Erebus ridiculed Abaddon for not being worthy of being the co-choice of the four gods.

But if Erebus is given the position, he is afraid that he will be hacked to death by other Chaos warriors immediately.

Abaddon stood by Horus' side throughout the Great Crusade and Heresy.

He has witnessed the fall of his genetic father into a tool of the gods.

At that time, he already hated Lorgar and the Legion of Word Bearers.

If it weren't for the great trouble of the empire, Abaddon would send troops to attack the Word Bearers immediately.

Surrounded by several wizards, Erebus came up.

No matter where this guy goes, endless black shadows follow him.

The vague whispers linger, and various invisible creatures with indistinguishable trajectories hide in his shadow.

His face was very ferocious, with bone spurs growing on it, and faces the size of thumbs floating on it.

Erebus saluted Abaddon as a great Warmaster.

But Abaddon saw hypocrisy in his eyes.

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Abaddon didn't show it. He looked at Erebus and asked how to deal with Calgar.

Calgar's power is certainly not as terrifying as Guilliman's.

But it still cast a shadow on Abaddon.

One punch almost knocked him back.

If those wizards hadn't taken him away, I'm afraid the Black Legion would have lost the leadership of the great Abaddon ever since.

"We can sacrifice to the great Chaos, and those beings in the darkness may be willing to contribute." Erebus said, "Not long ago, we got a group of captives, and those captives can be sacrificed. Using their flesh and blood and Soul, we can exchange for the power to kill Calgar."

"Really sure?" Abaddon asked.

Erebus nodded confidently, "Trust me, Warmaster. Those demons are powerful enough to bring Calgar to his knees and beg for his life."

Abaddon stared at Erebus, his eyes became serious, and Horus' claw waved.

"Since you are so confident, I will leave Calgar to you to deal with. I hope you can handle this matter well. That will be a good thing for you and me."

Erebus froze for a moment, then continued, "Warmaster, I need a container."

Abaddon showed a sneer, "This is your business, I just need the result."

"This container is very demanding." Erebus said, "It needs to be strong enough to suppress the demons."

Abaddon stood up, stepped down from the throne, and walked in front of Erebus.

The magic sword Drachanian screamed excitedly in his hand.

It can feel the terrible anger in the master's heart.

The Shadowbane longed to taste the blood of Erebus.

"Then who do you think is the most suitable for Erebus?" Abaddon looked at Erebus and asked slowly.

Erebus originally wanted to say, Warmaster, you are the most suitable one.

He has muscles but no brains, and calls himself the Warmaster of Chaos every day.

He also looked at the gods with disdain.

If you don't act as a consumable, who will act as a consumable.

Erebus just wanted to find a reason to send Abaddon away like his old father, and consume the empire by the way.

That would give him a chance to take control of the Black Legion.

Lead the people to complete the cause of the gods piously.

But seeing Abaddon like this, he suddenly felt a little terrified.

If he said that Abaddon became a container of power, he might be the next one to be strangled by the claws of Horus.

The wizard who was devoured by the demon is still screaming.

He doesn't want to be next.

"I think he's a good fit."

Under the threat of death, Erebus pointed at another warrior.

The warrior let out a threatening growl.

Everyone knows that the power of demons is not so easy to get.

Abaddon pressed down Erebus's hand little by little, "Let the container come, Erebus. I know you are the closest existence to the Chaos Gods, at least that's what you said."

"Warmaster." Erebus still wanted to struggle.

But Abaddon's gaze made him shudder.

Being a container doesn't have to be dead.

Against Abaddon, sure death at once.

Thinking of this, Erebus could only nod his head, suppressed his anger and unwillingness, and said obediently, "Yes, I also think I am the most suitable."

"That's fine." Abaddon smiled, and he walked back to his throne.

Having experienced so many things, Abaddon has long been aware of the urinating nature of Chaos.

The gifts of chaos are never free.

It takes more than it gives.

What the rituals of Erebus were, Abaddon did not know.

But he knew that if he wanted to get those powers, he had to pay for them.

He was not one of those wizards who sold their souls to demons for a little knowledge and power.

If he can't beat Guilliman and Calgar, he will return to the Eye of Terror.

Borrow another ten thousand years from the sky, if you hang on, you won't believe it, and you won't be able to win after tens of thousands of years.

As the saying goes, a man with a heart will live up to the sky, and three thousand soldiers will destroy Terra.

Erebus' face was ugly.

He failed to trap Abaddon, but instead brought himself in.

But now, there is no other way.

There can only be a ceremony.

A fire pit and chaotic octagonal runes for sacrifice were quickly completed.

Captives with psionic potential were selected to serve as sacrificial offerings.

Along with the screams, the evil fire in the subspace was ignited.

These flames do not use ordinary firewood, but use soul fragments as fuel.

In the flames, those anguished souls screamed.

Erebus looked down into the fire pit in a low voice, chanting ancient sacrificial runes.

Firelight reflected his shaven, twisted head.

Also reflected on barbed and bone-decorated armor.

Abaddon sat on the throne, watching Erebus' movements.

His size is very large, and the Terminator armor on his body hummed slightly.

This set of Terminator armor has quite a historical origin.

It can be traced back to the end of the Great Crusade, when Horus and the Dark Mechanicus established a covenant, when the foundry general Kelbo sent a batch of Terminator armor as a witness of the covenant.

Erebus took out a book, straightened his body, and flipped through the ancient pages, finally finding a complex pattern composed of entangled emblems.

Those ancient, lost gods have long since fallen into the ranks of daemons, or been completely forgotten, sitting in some corner of the warp, waiting to die with the universe.

Many people know that Chaos Demons, Warp Gods and other such existences have eternal lifespans.

From the looks of it, this seems like a blessing.

But this is not.

Civilization will collapse, and those gods believed by civilization will be forgotten.

New gods will grow as new civilizations rise, taking their place.

Some of those ancient gods collapsed with the collapse of faith, while others did not, remaining as strong as ever.

Only, they were forgotten.

They can only stay in the corner, waiting for the day when the universe will be destroyed.

Subspace and reality have a very special relationship.

If no one remembers the gods, then the gods have no way to interfere with reality, it is just a strange natural phenomenon.

If someone performs rituals on them, they can get their help and at the same time become a channel for them to interfere with reality.

The wider the name of a god is spread, the more powerful it can interfere with the universe.

Just like two countries.

It doesn't matter how strong you are in another country.

People don't like you.

Unless you go to war and conquer people, it is impossible to exert influence.

But there is another way, which is to use various methods to infiltrate.

Cultivate your own advocates.

A country is all people from other people, so the internal affairs and economics are all controlled by them.

One word from someone can throw the whole country into turmoil.

The same is true of the Warp.

The Four Gods have been supporting their spokespersons and using them to interfere with reality.

If, like during the Great Crusade, an iron-fisted king came to the real universe, he wanted to eliminate the influence of the warp and kill those traitors who were smuggling inside and outside.

The influence of the Four Gods will also drop suddenly.

It is easier to seek help from these forgotten gods than to rely on the power of the four gods.

Those guys are all ashes in the corner, transparent existences that are not noticed.

They will not be stingy with their blessings, just to spread their voices for those idiots who yearn for power from chaos.

Erebus performed many rituals.

This kind of thing is very familiar to him.

Large numbers of captives were killed and used to make connections.

"Bah." An officer spat at the soldier escorting him, "Don't touch me with your disgusting hands, minion of Chaos."

"Damn it." The soldier roared angrily.

Abaddon looked at that position.

A happy smile appeared on the mortal's face.

The other party felt Abaddon's gaze, and turned to look at him, showing disdain.

"A group of cowards who only dare to hide from the glory of the regent. You have no ability except to slaughter women and children."

"Damn mortal." The soldier who was spat on grabbed the officer's head.

The other party is still smiling.

Spit on all the traitors here.

There was a clicking sound.

His neck was broken, and the body fell limply.

Abaddon's face became ugly.

Guilliman's return brought a lot of changes.

In the past, these cowardly mortals would never have any courage to resist.

But now, they dare to spurn themselves.

This is not a good sign.

They are changing.

Abaddon hated the change.

The world is getting more and more damned.

Chidi must be destroyed to let Guilliman know that he cannot save the empire.

"Quickly, execute them all," Erebus said, "Use their souls and blood to sacrifice to the power of Chaos."

The dagger sliced ​​across the necks of those innocent people.

Blood gushed out from the wound.

Malevolent warp flames rose.

Their blood hissed in the flames.

At the moment of dying, the hot, vivid and powerful emotion filled the whole room.

It was panic, pain, and the fear of being betrayed.

Erebus knelt on the ground and drew a figure that was exactly the same as in the book.

However, he didn't notice that a rune had gone awry, and blood stained that rune.

A complex shape has power, and it can be associated with a specific being.

Any deviation, the summoned things may be very different.

Erebus has done this kind of thing many times. He thought he was familiar with the road, so he didn't conduct any inspections.

The temperature on the Vengeful Spirit plummeted.

A biting cold wind blows from an unpredictable corner, carrying the dust of lost eras and ruined empires, and carrying the meaning of eternity and eternity.

Those hidden in the shadows howled in inexplicable terror.

They sensed that an ancient and terrifying existence was coming.

That breath is so terrifying, it is enough to make countless lives go crazy.

Shadows dance around the corners of the room as if brought to life.

A noisy voice from nowhere came from all around.

Full of endless malice and horror.

Even the creatures in the shadows are crying.

They couldn't bear the threat that voice posed to them.

"Are you asking for my help? A tiny creature."

Abaddon wasn't much moved.

He has completed many trials.

I have faced many ancient, terrifying demons no less than the four gods.

"Yes, I am the Warmaster of Chaos, the future master of the galaxy, what are you? Who am I talking to?"

"This world does not yet have my name, and you will be the first to know. I am the one who is all things, the ruler of time and space-Yug Sothoth. I am outside the worlds, and you called me, I will answer you." said the voice.

Erebus was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice. He looked down and found a graphic error.

A trace of fear suddenly rose in my heart.

He seems to have summoned the wrong one.

But now, it is impossible to recover.

If Abaddon knew that he was showing incompetence, he might be killed.

Erebus just wanted to summon a god whose name was lost in the ancient river, and use his power to fight against Calgar.

Now, an inexplicable existence has been summoned.

An existence no less than the Four Gods.

"I seek the strength to win," Abaddon said.

"Victory, a useless word." The voice said, "creatures bound by ignorance often desire these. In the infinite world, many creatures will make similar requests. It is not difficult, but you can do it for this time. What did you pay for the deal?"

"What do you need?" Abaddon asked. "Soul? Flesh? Or something else?"

"Your strength is too weak, and there is nothing that can satisfy me. But you are the first creature to summon me in this world. As a reward, I allow you to owe a promise as the price of the transaction."

"That's an absurd condition," Abaddon said. "No one would make an unlimited promise."

"Then what can you take out? You have other imprints of Chaos power on your body. In this case, you are destined not to be loyal to me. I saw a perfect container in this world. If you can fetch it for me, this The deal is over."

The patience of that voice was gradually worn out.

Obviously, the other party didn't like such a transaction very much.

But it is still patient.

This universe has no imprint of it.

If you can leave a mark, it will definitely be a very worthwhile thing.

It has no intention of striving for control of this world.

But if it can leave a mark, then its game can expand to a wider range.

What a wonderful thing.

Abaddon frowned, and then said, "That's it, seal your power on him, and after I win, I will fetch that container for you to complete the deal."

"The contract is established, tiny creature, don't try to fool me, or your fate will face unimaginable horror, no one can deceive the omniscient Yogg Sothoth." The voice said.

Then, it disappeared.

The screaming of those shadows also stopped.

Erebus has a strange mark on his body.

That imprint was distinct from the imprints of the Four Gods on him, as if they were a completely different force.

This reminded Erebus of something bad.

During the siege of Terra, he paid a visit to a man.

That is Erda, the Primarch Mother, a mighty Immortal.

He once tried to persuade the mother of the Primarch to join the Chaos side.

But the other party refused.

For this reason, Erebus summoned four big demons to recover the situation.

Those four great demons were all killed by Erda.

The power used is not the power of the warp gods.

During that conversation, Erebus knew that there were other forces in this world.

Those powers are older and more powerful than the powers of the space gods.

Erebus has been thinking about this in the days that followed.

But not much clue.

Until now, he was sure that the being that Abaddon talked to was definitely not a creature of this universe.

But it is equally powerful, and it is as incomprehensible as the Four Gods.

If his Primarch knew about this kind of thing, his whole body would probably collapse.

God is not alone.

There may be more of them than humans.

The appearance of the big rift not only tore apart the curtain of the subspace and the real world.

It also made this universe come into the eyes of more chaotic creatures.

A universe in chaos that is about to fall is like a delicious cake.

Erebus feels that there may be more powerful Chaos powers awakening, and they will participate in the gluttonous feast that carves up this universe.

After feeling that the god who claimed to be Yogg-Sothoth had left, Abaddon glanced at Erebus, which made the latter dare not look directly, for fear that his mistakes would be known by the other party.

Fortunately, Abaddon didn't take the matter too seriously.

What he thought was how to destroy the empire.

As for whose power to use to destroy it, Abaddon didn't care.

Let the galaxy burn.

Red Earth Star.

Calgar led the fleet to support the planet.

Crimson Star is immune to damage from the Great Rift.

But the galaxies around it have fallen.

The evil of the Warp corrupted the worlds, drawing them into the Great Rift.

Next to Chidi Star, a galaxy named Sergil has also become the site of a demon prince named Jorkan.

Countless demon armies flocked to Chidi Star from the Segil Galaxy, trying to bring this planet into the territory of the Demon Prince.

Traveling through this kind of thing, there are comings and goings.

It is impossible for Sishen to be strong, and they will be full of rubbish, being pressed and beaten.

Keeping in mind the original intention, my book is Zhutianwen, and the classification is Zhutianwuwu.

Crossing is inevitable.

certain.

Soon the devil will be worse than a dog, and the gods will go everywhere.

The Great Expedition of the Heavens Edition will take a long time.

It will take a long time, brothers and sisters, before you can take a big hammer and go to other universes to beat the families of the gods.

To rattle and kill.