Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 710 Pursuing the Lord of Shadowmoon Wolf: A Big Trouble for Vigilant Star?

"That guy's here, trying to board and behead the big raider?"

Upon sensing the presence of the Savior, Abaddon's vengeful fire raged, and the human-faced fel energy surrounding his body howled incessantly.

He abruptly rose from his throne, wielding the Chaos Sword, while the Claw of Horus shimmered with fel energy.

Their own Chaos Lord and elite guard legions are all here, and the Savior has even jumped in to help.

It is undoubtedly a humiliation.

"Savior, since you desire a final battle, I will grant your wish!"

Abaddon roared, assuming a fighting stance, his imposing aura spreading outwards:

"The Great Raiders await here today, ready to fight to the death and end our feud!"

He sat on his throne, patiently awaiting that moment.

Soon, dozens of Dark Thunder Guards and Dread Warriors boarded the ship via teleportation and arrived at the bridge area.

Their dark red flames, wings of light, and special effects halos illuminated the area, even overshadowing the light of the highest heavens.

The equipment of the Dread Warriors is almost the most extravagant in the galaxy and warp, exuding a strong sense of intimidation.

They were all equipped with modified weapons of a high level of craftsmanship, and even the heads on the trophy stands on their backs had been modified, equipped with force fields or scarlet lasers.

Simply put, this group of warriors are the elite of the Fear Legion's elite, with all of them equipped with +18 weapons and gear.

Compared to them, the Black Legion's equipment was far too shabby, covered in rust.

Unfortunately, the Black Legion has become increasingly lacking in supplies in recent years, and even its elite troops don't have much good equipment.

The Dread Legion's configuration ignited the desires of the Chaos Warriors on the bridge; they longed to possess such exquisite equipment.

However, Abaddon was somewhat bewildered when he saw these elite warriors; he did not see the savior and emperor he had expected.

Wasn't that guy supposed to have a duel with me? Where did he go?

Abaddon sat high on his throne, looking down upon the elite forces of the Dread Legion, and demanded, "Where is the Savior? Does that so-called Chaos Warmaster dare not face me?"

The Dark Thunder Guard Commander stared directly at Abaddon, his tone calm and steady:

"The Chaos Warmaster and the Dark Prince are too busy to attend this battle in person, so he sent us to deliver an imperial edict."

Ron no longer concealed his identity; instead, he openly revealed it.

Moreover, with the increasing activities of his subordinate forces, it became difficult to keep it a secret.

Moreover, his position is secure, and there is no need for him to continue hiding it.

In today's galaxy and subspace, who dares to call themselves an alien heretic? They'd be looking to rebel.

On the contrary, displaying it can create even greater power and influence.

Most importantly, the identity of the savior has become a disguise; his true core is the Hope Sun, a deity worshipped and believed in in the warp.

It is also a multifaceted existence—Hope Sun, Diablo, Green-skinned Rogo, and so on.

In other words, he is not a single human being, but rather a higher-dimensional being like the Chaos Gods.

Not restricted by ethnicity.

This allowed him to gain the worship and faith of more races and forces, and even the Legion of Dread quickly accepted this fact.

After all, in the eyes of the Dread Warrior, the Savior, the Emperor, and the Chaos Warmaster were merely administrators; he, like himself, worshipped Diablo.

That King of Fear is the one they truly serve.

Given Ron's current status, Abaddon is no longer worth his personal duel, nor is it necessary.

If it were Horus, who was being controlled by the gods, then it would be worthwhile for him to personally intervene.

He will stand at the level of an emperor, facing the galaxy and the subspace with a broader perspective.

However, this core secret was unknown to Abaddon and his companions; all he could see was the Savior.

Just as in the eyes of other life forms, the Chaos Gods are also elusive, existing only in the realm of concepts.

Abaddon was enraged after hearing the words of the Dark Thunder Guard Commander.

He gave a cold laugh:
"Does the savior think that you alone can defeat me?"
If that guy really had such an incredibly foolish idea, then I overestimated him before.

No matter how you look at it, the elite Dread Legion in front of him seemed to be coming to their deaths, and he and the Chaos Lords could easily lead their troops to wipe them out.

"No, it was not us who defeated you, but the decree of the Chaos Warmaster..."

The Dark Thunder Guard Commander remained completely calm even when facing the Great Raider and his forces.

He took out a special device, which was wrapped with the psionic energy of the savior, the Chaos Warmaster.

The aura that Abaddon just sensed was emitted by it.

hum~
Ron appeared as the Chaos Warmaster, clad in True One armor that burned with crimson flames, with the curved horns of his helmet pointing skyward.

He was even more imposing than Abaddon, and was clearly the ruler of the Chaos side.

The appearance of Ron's psionic projection made the atmosphere in the bridge area oppressive, drawing everyone's attention and making them more wary.

Even if it was just a pre-stored psionic image.

He looked at the crowd as if giving an order: "Abaddon and the warriors of the Black Legion, your defeat is inevitable. Stop this pointless struggle."

Your beliefs no longer hold any meaning. Chaos warriors should have higher goals, not just fool around in the galaxy.

In the name of the Emperor of the Empire and the Warmaster of Chaos, I invite you to join a new war, against the Chaos Gods, high above beings who toy with your souls.

Don't you want to pull them down from their divine throne and expose their ugly faces to everyone?

Ron's psionic projection seemed to be staring directly at everyone, his voice carrying an unparalleled inflammatory quality:
"This is the Black Legion's last chance."

If you refuse this glorious war, then I'm sorry, you will die as cowards, with eternal shame, and no one will care…

bang——

Abaddon finally lost his temper, using his fel energy to crush the special equipment and dispel the psionic projection.

He was so angry:
"Savior, do you think you can break my power like this?"
The Black Legion will never surrender; victory or death!

The Black Legion is not yet defeated. The Planet Killer appears to be fleeing, but it is actually approaching the Vigilant Star in a roundabout way.

He also has the opportunity to launch a suicide attack.

Once the Planet Killer approaches the near-Earth orbit of the Vigilant Star, it can coordinate with the Black Legion Chaos Lord, Haken the Star Reaper.

The Blackstone Vibrator resonates with the Blackstone Crown on the surface, igniting the Blackstone Mineral Network.

That plan had been in preparation for many years, and if it hadn't been repeatedly looted before, it would have been successfully implemented long ago.

Fortunately, it's not too late now.

"All personnel, proceed through the chaotic storm towards Warning Star!"

Abaddon issued orders, commanding the fleet to navigate through the terrible storm.

That was a rift that the Black Legion wizards found hundreds of years ago, and now it's finally coming in handy.

Although this is somewhat risky, it will allow the fleet to bypass the savior's obstruction and reach its target via a faster route.

"Pathetic defectors, the so-called Chaos Warmaster's edict is invalid, and you will all die here."

Then, Abaddon pointed his demon sword at the elite Dread Legion soldiers, who were poised to surrender, with overwhelming force:
"Kill them!"

In an instant, many areas of the bridge were covered by explosives and disintegration fields, and a fierce battle broke out.

However, Abaddon realized something was wrong the next moment.

The Planet Killer remained motionless, showing no signs of continuing its journey, and even shut down its subspace engines.

More importantly, there were no signs of an attack on the area.

In other words, the Black Legion members in those areas voluntarily defied the Great Raiders' orders and brought the flagship to a stop.

Immediately afterwards, they sent a message to the bridge, announcing their obedience to the Chaos Warmaster's decree and their desire to participate in the Great War of the High Heavens.

Abaddon was stunned by the result, and only one thought remained in his mind—

This is outrageous!
No one had ever so openly defied his orders in all these years; what a defiance!
"Reverse, reverse!"

Abaddon was furious and filled with murderous intent, letting out a roar like a tiger.

He gazed at the Chaos Lord beneath the throne, his armor black and inlaid with grotesque machines, his tone hesitant:

"Valikar, go...execute all the traitors, leave no one alive!"

Before joining Chaos, Valikal was a high-ranking technical sergeant who possessed Chaos forging skills, making him ideally suited to deal with traitors and restart the ship's warp engines.

However, upon hearing this, the Chaos Lord did not obey the order. Instead, he looked up and silently gazed at the Great Raider on the throne.

Not only him, but the other Chaos Lords were the same.

Those Black Legion warriors who had received orders to attack the elite of the Legion of Fear had already fallen to the ground under the fierce assault.

The elite Legion of Fear sent by the Savior returned to their ranks, looking up at the throne like the other beings.

His gaze was so cold.

Abaddon snapped out of his rage and, facing the many gazes around him, felt an unprecedented chill.

After the Black Legion was defeated in the final battle, they lost even the faith to fight to the death.

Now, even the Chaos Lords under his command have chosen to rebel.

The savior, the Chaos Warmaster, secured victory with a single decree.

And yet he foolishly wanted to duel with him?
Abaddon realized that a pathetic barrier had separated him from the savior, and that he was not qualified to challenge him at all.

No wonder the Planet Killer was constantly being pursued; the enemy was inside its own territory.

For a moment, the entire bridge hall fell silent, with only the blind wizard on the Soul-Guiding Pillar occasionally letting out a faint wail.

"The Great Raider, you have failed."

The Dark Thunder Guard Commander slowly said, "The Chaos War General does not wish for further casualties. Please accept this situation."

Abaddon stared at the traitorous Chaos Lords and Commanders, beings who had followed him for thousands of years.

He asked softly:
"Why are you so afraid of the savior, so afraid of death?"

Amurel Ika, that colossal, monstrous, chaotic, fearless being filled with emerald liquid, muttered:

"We are not afraid of death, but we do not want to die in vain."

We yearn for a grander war, not constant defeats and ridicule.

If we are already part of the empire, why can't we change our goals?

Valikal went even further and asked, “My lord, you can still lead us on an expedition, but the target of our conquest will be the High Heaven.”

"Even at a time like this, why do you still oppose that Chaos War General?"

Abaddon took a deep breath.

The Chaos Lord's words sounded almost like, "Your Majesty, why are you rebelling?"

He laughed in anger, gritting his teeth as he said, "What if... I insist on refusing that edict?"

As soon as they finished speaking, the Chaos Lords slowly drew their weapons and activated their force fields.

The meaning is self-evident.

Even the commander of the Chaos Guards beside the throne drew his weapon.

"Even you've rebelled?"

Upon witnessing this scene, Abaddon felt a sudden wave of dizziness and anger, nearly fainting.

Those were his personally selected bodyguards.

How absurd! Is there no justice left in this world?!
Abaddon was incredulous and almost lost his strength. Any bodyguard was the most trusted person, willing to die for their master.

It was modeled after the emperor's imperial guards.

If even his personal bodyguard betrays him, how much of a failure must he be?
However, Abaddon soon saw a glimmer of hope as the Chaos Guard commander stood in his way:

"Come on!"

Then, a large number of Chaos Guards in jet-black armor rushed out from the passages on either side of the throne and pounced on the elite of the Dread Legion and the Chaos Lords.

The rest covered Abaddon's escape through the secret passage to the throne.

"I haven't completely failed; I can still take the Blackstone Vibrator with me..."

Abaddon ran wildly along the secret passage, thinking that it was his last hope for victory.

"We cannot allow the predators to relocate their target facilities!"

Around the throne, the elite of the Dread Legion broke through the defenses of the Chaos Guard and attempted to pursue Abaddon.

More importantly, they needed to acquire the facility mentioned in the intelligence that could pose a deadly threat to Vigilant Star.

However, before they could take any action, the bridge area was subjected to a fierce attack.

That was an unknown enemy.

In an instant, intense artillery fire spread throughout the area, plunging everything into chaos.

Meanwhile, Abaddon, feeling uneasy, fled the Planet Killer with the Black Stone Vibrator, sensing a familiar presence.

It filled him with fear and anger.

……

a few days later.

In the atmosphere.

Several teleportation torpedoes, their tails burning with flames, plummeted at high speed and crashed heavily into the ground of the deadwood forest.

Then, the teleportation beacon lit up, and a tall, golden figure and his guards stepped out from the teleportation array.

That was the savior, the emperor of the empire, clad in the True One Armor, and his Imperial Guard, the Watchers.

"Have you found him yet?"

Ron surveyed the dry, dark forest, then turned to ask the Imperial Guard commander beside him.

A few days ago, the intelligence department found Horus's trail, and after receiving the news, he personally led a team to pursue him.

The commander of the Imperial Guards looked at the bird divination instrument, nodded, and pointed out the direction.

Afterwards, Ron led the Imperial Guard in a rapid advance towards the target location.

However, when the group arrived, they found only the corpses of Chaos Warriors scattered everywhere and the land stained with filthy blood.

On the nearby dead tree, lay a person covered in blood, barely alive.

That was Abaddon.

The former great plunderers are now so desolate.

His chest bore claw marks, his internal organs were destroyed, his hands were smashed, and even his face was peeled off. He was constantly being corroded by a special evil energy.

It looked like he would stop breathing at any moment.

"What a coincidence..."

Ron watched this scene, his brows furrowed.

"Notify the alert star."

"What Abaddon had has probably been taken by Horus. We're in big trouble."

(End of this chapter)