Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 709 Abaddon: I don't understand why everyone is talking about this...

subspace.

The colossal, dark creature spewed forth hellfire, scorching the surrounding chaotic evil energy.

That's the Blackrock Omen Ark, the Dark Prince's mount—

Heart of Fear

On the deck of this flagship, a dark mass of fear warriors had gathered.

Their armor burned with dark red flames, and they were equipped with modified heavy weapons.

"We are the most formidable Chaos Force in the galaxy and the subspace, and this time we must destroy those cowards."

They have utterly disgraced the Chaos Warriors!

Lord of Fear, Ellie, roared as he addressed his warriors.

He was among the first warriors to join the Legion of Dread, receiving Diablo's blessing and taking pride in his identity.

To the Dread Warriors, other Chaos Warriors are practically like beggars; they wish they could cut ties with them.

The true mastermind behind the Legion of Dread, the Savior and Warmaster of Chaos, has now revealed himself as Diablo's representative in the galaxy and warp.

He bestowed upon the Legion of Dread a noble mission: to participate in the great games of the High Heavens, unlike the Black Legion, which continues to frolic in the galaxy.

Not long ago, the savior, the Chaos Warmaster, issued an edict that the Legion of Dread was mobilized in almost its entirety to participate in the war in the Vigilant Star Zone.

Their target is the Black Legion, those cowards who dare not face the gods.

The savior and the Chaos Warmaster provided definitive intelligence, and they must repay him with substantial spoils.

At the same time, the Black Legion's flagship, the Planet Killer, completed its jump and appeared at the edge of the Vigilant Star region.

No one knows.

This black stone behemoth is a brand new flagship, using only a portion of the Planet Killer's hull and inheriting its name.

Bridge area.

The warp furnace was entangled with countless cables of flesh and fel steel, and within each suspended cage were blind wizards who sacrificed their souls to make the furnace burn fiercely.

The light emanating from the highest heavens illuminated the entire area, making it even colder and filled with murmurs.

"traitor!"

Abaddon's black-armored figure loomed forward, Horus's Claws crackling with fel electricity.

His body was so enormous, and his fel energy surged.

Phew——

The claws pierced through the rusty power armor, impaling a Chaos Commander and lifting him up.

"Do you think your clumsy concealment methods can escape the eyes of the great raiders?"

Abaddon looked at the dying Chaos Commander before him with a hint of contempt: "I knew all along that you were a lackey of the Legion of Dread."

If it weren't for my permission, would you have sent out the marching route?
You delivered false information, which conveniently helped me, allowing the Black Legion to reach its true destination smoothly.

Upon hearing this, the Chaos Commander's eyes showed a hint of shock.

He was about to beg for mercy when he was torn apart by Horus's claws, and murky blood splattered onto the nearby Chaos Overlord.

It instilled fear in those who existed.

"This is the fate of a traitor," Abaddon said slowly, gazing at the chaotic beings present.

"No one can escape the watchful eyes of the Great Raiders; the only fate for a traitor is death!"

After Abaddon had done all this, he returned to his throne, surrounded by his bodyguards.

The Planet Killer also set sail again, heading towards its true destination.

The Black Legion gave the Fear Legion, or rather, the Savior, the wrong information, which will cause vulnerabilities in the Vigilant Star's defenses.

Give them the opportunity to break through.

"The savior has won too many times and is too arrogant, not realizing that defeat will follow him like a shadow."

Abaddon sat on his throne, lost in thought.

The savior fantasized about using the Empire's military might to defend the entire Vigilant Star region, but that was impossible.

Unless the enemy fleet can surround the entire star system, there will be gaps.

"I've lost many times, but winning just once is enough."

Abaddon's gaze was resolute.

Over the years, his prestige has suffered many blows, including being robbed, defeated, and subjected to Salamansi rumors, but he has never fallen.

He still strives to maintain his authority.

Especially after losing the title of Chaos Warlord.

But Abaddon knew he couldn't continue like this, or his authority would be challenged and the Black Legion would be unable to maintain its rule.

Gradually disintegrating.

He needs a victory, and a grand victory at that.

Let the name of the Great Raiders return to the galaxy's view, occupy people's memories, and form a new appeal.

Instead of becoming unknown.

The Vigilant Star War Zone is the best target; the Savior wants this place and has sent a large number of troops there.

Once Abaddon realized this, he began plotting, for nothing would earn him more prestige than destroying the savior, the emperor.

This was his last desperate gamble, a bet on his final strength.

"The main force of the Black Legion has been fighting in the Vigilant Star Wars Zone for many years and knows this area better."

Compared to a savior, I have an advantage: I know the weaknesses here.

Abaddon thought so.

A hint of resentment flashed across his face: "While I can no longer obtain a Vigilant Star, neither can anyone else!"

This is the true purpose of the Great Raiders.

He wants to destroy the Vigilant Star; what he can't have, the Savior can't have either.

Fortunately, everything is proceeding smoothly.

After giving the Savior false information, Abaddon quickly launched a multi-pronged operation, breaking the Black Legion into smaller units.

They gathered from different areas to their destination and launched a fierce attack on the defense line.

"There aren't many beings in the Milky Way that can manipulate things with such subtlety."

Abaddon thought confidently that it was beyond doubt and there were no tactical problems.

Soon after, his Planet Killer will break through the defenses and land with the Blackstone Vibration Device to destroy the Vigilant Planet.

The warp storm triggered by the destruction of the Blackrock mines will completely block the Nakmonde Corridor region, turning it into a chaotic paradise.

That would be a victory no less significant than the fall of Cadia!

"This will be the sixteenth black..."

Abaddon muttered to himself, but then, remembering something, he shut up, as that would be unlucky.

He didn't want to bring up the Black Expedition anymore.

Perhaps we can consider this matter after we destroy the warning star, regain our prestige, and restore our strength.

"Prophet, will we be able to reach our target area successfully?"

After a moment of silence, Abaddon turned to ask Moriana, the Prophet of Chaos, who was standing beside him.

During the war, he liked to ask the other party whether the future would be favorable.

Moriana's eyes rolled back as she gently waved her withered wooden staff, causing the blind wizards' wails to intensify.

Her psychic powers traveled along the withered staff into the warp furnace, seeking answers about the future in the High Heavens.

Countless fragments streaked past, many of them dim and faded.

It is difficult to predict.

The prophets of chaos searched patiently and glimpsed a sign of the future.

A hint of joy appeared on her pale face: "My lord, our ships arrived at the designated area smoothly shortly afterward, exactly as planned."

Abaddon felt even more at ease after hearing the outcome of Moriana's prophecy.

He chuckled and said, "That's right. We're gathering along a completely new route, so how could we possibly be intercepted?"

My plan was very secretive and sudden, and the savior was misled by false information, so how could there be a problem?

Abaddon couldn't figure out how he could possibly lose this time.

thump~
The Black Stone Omen Ark and the Planet Killer suddenly burst out of the warp and arrived at the designated rendezvous point.

But the next moment, the ship's radar issued an alarm, detecting signals from numerous ships.

In fact, there's no need for alarms; the Imperial fleet can be seen in the distance from the bridge dome.

"Could it be... that the fleet has been surrounded by the Empire again?"

Abaddon stared at the gleaming Imperial ships ahead and abruptly rose from his throne.

The fleet arrived safely, but an ambush by the Empire awaited them!

"My life is over!"

His face was filled with disbelief, and a chill ran through him, penetrating to his very core.

The great raider recalled his experience during the Fourteenth Black Expedition. Back then, his fleet had ventured alone into the Primarch Fleet's headquarters and been bombarded by countless ship-based cannons.

The memory of being surrounded by enemies on all sides, with artillery fire raining down on everything, still sends chills down my spine.

Even after a hundred years, the terrible memories remain vivid.

It's like the cycle of fate.

However, this time it is even more dangerous. The Savior's encirclement is bound to be even more terrifying than that of the Primarch!
"Was that savior truly omniscient and omnipotent, or was I just unlucky?!"

Abaddon's body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and only one thought occupied his mind—

retreat.

The savior is terrifying; this war is lost!

However, just as he was about to announce the retreat, he swallowed his words and felt a surge of surprise.

There aren't many Imperial ships in this area; if we send another one of our own fleets, we can completely annihilate them.

Moreover, this was originally a designated gathering area.

They can still fight!
Abaddon's emotions had been on a rollercoaster ride, and he took a deep breath:

"The Savior did not anticipate the Black Legion's route; it was merely a routine defense. Otherwise, the fleet would have been much larger."

He knew all too well how much firepower the savior would use against the enemy.

If this is a trap, then he will be facing an overwhelming imperial fleet.

Because many areas of the Vigilant Planet are affected by subspace storms, making direct passage impossible, short jumps are necessary for navigation in this region.

That would require coming out of the subspace.

The savior likely deployed defenses in numerous air vent areas to block the enemy.

"Unfortunately, that would only disperse our forces and give the Black Legion more opportunities."

Abaddon sneered.

After that, he gave the order to engage the enemy.

The Black Legion's fleet will arrive from different shipping lanes, quickly gathering strength to destroy the Imperial fleet here and create a huge gap in the defenses.

At that time, it will be easier for me to advance to the warning star.

boom! ! !
The Planet Killer's main cannon emitted a dying red light, like a giant eye of doom, before a crimson energy beam pierced through the void.

It hit the flagship of the Imperial fleet.

The battleship's void shield shattered with a deafening roar, and the spilled energy affected many surrounding ships.

This caused chaos in the fleet.

However, the commander of the Imperial Fleet seemed to have anticipated this and quickly organized the fleet.

They launched a counterattack.

The torrent of light spears and macro cannons crashed into the planet killer's chaos shield, then were twisted into powerless fragments.

But the attacks were relentless, continuously draining the Chaos Shield.

"That Imperial battleship actually has a double-layered void shield; no wonder it can withstand the Doomsday Cannon."

Abaddon was somewhat disappointed, as this was beyond the Black Legion's expectations; otherwise, they would have charged up for a longer period.

We will surely be able to destroy it in one strike, thus gaining the upper hand.

Fortunately, his reinforcements were about to arrive and could easily destroy all the Imperial fleets.

He sat back on his throne, calmly observing the airspace battlefield.

Both sides sent ships to cross the finish line, with laser spears, plasma cannons and macro cannons intertwining, and torpedoes being launched silently.

Some warships even aggressively charged forward, using their rams to ram the enemy's armor and boarding them at close range.

The entire region descended into chaos.

However, Abaddon gradually discovered that more and more Imperial fleets were arriving, while there was no news of the fleet that the Black Legion was supposed to assemble.

This put increasing pressure on the front lines.

???

He was somewhat confused. "Where is my fleet?!"
Before long, the wizards rushed over in a panic, reporting urgent news—

The Black Legion's fleets on multiple routes were intercepted by the enemy!
The Empire, the Orks, the Eldar, and the Dread Legion, among others, are all intercepting the Black Army's fleet.

This is why the fleet was delayed in arriving.

"Damn it, what on earth is going on?"

Abaddon felt a chill run down his spine, unsure whether this was an accident or if the savior had foreseen his prediction.

But if that's the case, what about the alien army? Can that guy command the aliens in the Vigilant Star region?

In any case, the big raider's micromanagement failed.

"Everyone retreat! Leave this airspace!"

Abaddon did not hesitate and gave the order to retreat.

This is also one of his strengths; he knows when to run away and preserve his strength as much as possible.

I'm used to it.

Otherwise, the Black Legion wouldn't have been able to launch sixteen Black Expeditions and still have the strength to fight.

Abaddon quickly gathered the remaining Chaos ships and collectively entered a short warp jump to escape the vigilant planet's region as much as possible.

This is the only way he can leave now.

The surprise attack on Vigilant Star is unsustainable; it's time to retreat, preserve strength, and wait for an opportunity.

That is the best choice.

Moreover, he might be able to launch a surprise attack when the situation on Vigilant Star becomes tense.

That guy Irebas will definitely not let the Savior get away with it.

Abaddon thought so.

Previously, Iribas had approached him seeking cooperation, but he refused, not wanting to have anything to do with that shameless guy.

What's more, that guy has the Chaos Gods behind him.

However, what happened next made Abaddon even more disheartened.

The shadow of the savior was ever-present, and every time the Black Legion emerged from the warp, they were swiftly besieged.

Four or five times in a row.

Even the High Heaven's Soul-Guiding Pillar started smoking due to continuous warp travel, and blind wizards withered and died in droves.

"Has the savior set up defenses in every region?"

Abaddon's eyes showed more anxiety and unease.

Soon, news came in one after another.

Several Black Legion fleets were destroyed, and many more Black Legion fleets, after being intercepted by the Legion of Fear, did not even bother to fight back or escape, but simply surrendered to them.

They even claimed that this was a defection from darkness to light, and that the new Chaos Warmaster was more worthy of the Chaos Warriors' following!

This is the power of the savior's appeal and the terror of his propaganda offensive, aside from the fact that the Legion of Fear is receiving better treatment.

Ron set a new goal for the Chaos Warriors.

That is the eternal war of the High Heavens, and the enemy is the Chaos Gods.

In comparison, continuing to attack important fortresses or Holy Terra seems rather low-class.

In particular, some Chaos Warriors, at the invitation of the Savior and the Chaos Warlord, swaggered to Holy Terra and even checked in at the Royal Palace.

While everyone else is vacationing in Holy Terra, you're still clamoring to invade the solar system. You're too ashamed to face anyone if you say that.

After all, most Chaos Warriors just want to participate in war after war to prove their worth.

As a result, the value of important imperial fortresses and holy Terra seems to be low, at least compared to god-slaying, it is not prestigious.

Therefore, apart from the Chaos Warriors controlled by the Warp Gods, the others are more inclined to the goals set by the new Chaos Warmaster.

But this news was undoubtedly fatal for Abaddon. The Black Legion was in a state of disintegration and had almost no chance of recovery!
"Traitors! They're all traitors! Why?!"

Abaddon smashed the armrests of the throne, too grief-stricken to even stand up.

The betrayal wasn't the biggest blow to him; the biggest blow was that the Chaos Warriors were no longer willing to fight against the Empire and attack Holy Terra.

Attacking Holy Terra and ruling the empire was the Warmaster's dying wish, his lifelong goal, and the Black Legion's belief.

Now that the Black Legion's faith has been shattered and even their foundation has been torn down, how can they possibly turn the tide?
He couldn't figure it out.

Why are the Chaos Warriors unwilling to attack Holy Terra?
"I do not understand.

Why is everyone talking about the War of the Supreme Heavens instead of getting involved in reality and ruling an empire?

Abaddon slumped on his throne, his voice trembling: "It's as if the galaxy and Holy Terra mean nothing to us."

Ten thousand years ago, the Black Legion embarked on their journey from the Eye of Terror, unleashing the Black Crusade, igniting raging war wherever they went…

This former Chaos Warmaster and Great Raider reminisces about his past glory, when his power was at its zenith, as was that of the Black Legion.

Is the Vigilant Star Zone about to become the Black Legion's burial ground?
Abaddon slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with the flames of revenge, but before he could react, a new alarm sounded.

That was the signal that the enemy had boarded, and what followed... was the aura of a savior!

(End of this chapter)