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Chapter 249 Abaddon: There could still be Sanguinius waiting for me on the ground?

On the throne of the Vengeful Spirit,
Abaddon was angry, and there was a deep scar on his face.

That was the scar left by the black sword, the scar that the Black Templar Marshal Amalric left for Abaddon with his life.
The descendant of Sigismund chose to wait for Abaddon on the Mechanicus Ark, the Iron Wraith.
He challenged Abaddon in the name of the Black Templars, in the name of Sigismund, the former champion of the Emperor, and in the name of the black sword in his hand.
The entire Black Legion heard Amalric's declaration of war against Abaddon.

Although the Black Templar Marshal was fanatical, he was not foolhardy.

Abaddon accepted the challenge.

Ten thousand years ago, after the Great Crusade ended, it was Sigismund who continued to hunt Abaddon and the other rebels.

Ten thousand years ago, when he became the Warmaster of Chaos and launched the First Black Crusade, it was he who stood in front of Abaddon.
Sigismund persisted for a thousand years in his quest to kill Abaddon.

The Black Templars he once led lasted for ten thousand years.

Even after ten thousand years, Abaddon was still willing to pay a little respect to his old rival.
So, Abaddon and Marshal Amalric, who was holding the black sword, had a one-on-one duel.
That guy's strength is far inferior to their original Grand Marshal Sigismund.

But at the last moment of the battle, Amalric abandoned all defenses and attacked Abaddon almost desperately.

In other words, he almost rushed towards the magic sword Draconian in Abaddon's hand.
Just like Sigismund who died at the hands of Abaddon ten thousand years ago,
The blade forged by Draconian, the demon born in the first murder of mankind, killed Amalric in almost the blink of an eye.
But he still swung the sword at Abaddon even though his body was pierced by the blade, leaving deep marks on Abaddon's face.
The wound was healing, but Abaddon still felt the pain.
Not from the face, but from the chest,

From the wounds Sigismund left him,

Sigismund also pierced Abaddon's chest with a suicidal attack.
He was old then, but still deadly,

Abaddon then used the Claw of Horus to tear apart Sigismund's body, killing his old rival.
But the wound Sigismund left on Abaddon was like a brand that could never be erased, and it remained on Abaddon's chest for ten thousand years.

Part of Sigismund's black sword, which caused the wound, was lodged in the sword on Abaddon's knee.
Abaddon lowered his head and looked at the pitch-black blade on his leg. The blade was solemn and majestic, as black as the night, and engraved with the inscription "Imperator Lux" in High Gothic.

Sigismund's black sword was forged into ten after his death, and the one on Abaddon's knee is one of them.
He seemed to be able to feel the presence of Sigismund's soul in the sword, like a dark, empty and angry sword light.
After ten thousand years, he was hurt again!
"You keep on talking nonsense, Abaddon. Do you think I'm listening?"

"You will die like your weak father, with your soul scattered, looking at the scene with shame, crying and sweating."

Sigismund's past humiliation suddenly rang in Abaddon's ears, as if the sword was speaking.

At this moment, a beam of scorching defensive laser roared and shot at the Spirit of Vengeance, and the void shield instantly set off a burst of sparks.
A few seconds later, another defensive laser was fired from the Ice Moon Krasus, and a ship far away from the Vengeful Spirit exploded.
"asshole!!!"

Abaddon grabbed the black sword on his knee and tried to throw it at the wall.

But Abaddon suddenly felt an unbearable burning pain in his hand, and he let out a howl of pain.
He suddenly let go of the black sword in his hand and looked at his palm.

There were no scars on his palms, as if what happened just now was just an illusion.
Then Abaddon seemed to hear the Black Sword's machine spirit murmur a teasing laugh.

Abaddon was furious, furious beyond all measure.

Raised by Erebus,

Why are things in the Cadia system so bad?
Cadia has exploded, but the Ice Moon Krasus in the same star system is still so troublesome.

First, he sent out the first batch of Birds of Prey.
Lost contact inexplicably,
Then came his hell dragons,

Shot down by a weird defense laser,
Then came the wizards of the Word Bearers,
In their communications before they died, they were shouting about why the Warmaster was like this, Guilliman, the Perfect City and other crazy things.

Finally, there is the raptor that was just sent out to investigate the wizards' occupation of the fortress.
Before he died, he actually shouted something about the fearlessness of the Blood Angels while flying in the sky? ?

Why didn't you say that Sanguinius was resurrected and waiting for him on the Ice Moon Krasus, Abaddon?
What bothered Abaddon the most was that powerful defensive lasers would occasionally be fired from the ground.
The lasers were fired at them, but the machine souls of many ships of the Black Legion actually coordinated to shut down their void shields.
Even Abaddon could vaguely sense that the Spirit of Vengeance also had this impulse!!

Could it be that the great sage Belisarius Cawl discovered some kind of STC that can control machine souls?
The machine spirit that could remotely control the Black Legion's ships committed suicide. Could it be that the God of All Machines had appeared?
Abaddon couldn't stand these bad things anymore.

His subordinates also sent back only worthless nonsense and lies.

He must go to Crassus the Ice Moon to see for himself.
This might be a bit risky.
But Abaddon is not afraid!

In this galaxy, apart from the gods and the primarchs who have become the dust of history, there is not much that can threaten Abaddon.

"What did you see?" Greyfax snorted coldly, using his psychic power to destroy the brains of the surrounding black legionnaires while asking the pseudo-saint. The tanks and Astartes of the black legionnaires were like stains covering the snow fields around the expeditionary army. They roared, howled, groaned, giggled, and coughed as they attacked the expeditionary army.

The Hell Dragon roared in the sky, fighting with the loyal knights of the Taranis family. The warriors of the 184th Regiment of Cadia held their defenses, coordinating various armored forces to barely resist an enemy that was a hundred times stronger than them.

The great sage Cawl was like the incarnation of the machine god on the battlefield, running on the battlefield with his multi-legged mechanical legs, and hitting the traitor's head with the Axe of Ohm Messiah in his hand.
Reina was suspended in mid-air, the raw power of the High Heaven transformed into a storm and vented around her. Every time she raised her hand, an Astartes of the Black Legion exploded, and every roar was a thunder of the Warp that descended.

"Hope." Celestine flew in the air, with the silver sword in her hand burning with hot flames, which sprinkled on the enemies on the snowy field.

"I see only death!" Greyfax responded, knowingly and scathingly. "Our death!"

"But maybe it will be yours again, you lying pseudo-saint!"

While cursing, Greyfax used his psychic power to paralyze a Black Legion tank.

Celestine just shook her head disapprovingly. She fell from the sky and led the Battle Sister Seraph Squad to launch a charge, briefly tearing open a gap.
Greyfax quickly followed, using his own psychic powers to widen the gap.

"You serve the Emperor, you trust the Emperor, why don't you trust his hand to guide me?" Celestine said sincerely to Greyfax as she fought side by side with him.

"I don't believe you because you are a heretic. You make everything about us more ignorant and superstitious!"

Greyfax spat:
"You used those gullible people to achieve your own unspeakable secrets. I really should have let Abaddon kill you!"

"If you didn't have followers around you, I would have killed you right now!"

The nearby Sisters of Battle had obviously heard this, and they all cast angry glances at Greyfax.

Celestine quickly stopped them with her eyes, then smiled and said, "Should I take this opportunity to kill you?"

Greyfax followed the Sisters of Battle and went too deep into the enemy lines, far away from Reyna and the 184th Cadia Regiment, whom she trusted.
Celestine could indeed kill her before anyone could come to her rescue.

"Yes." But Greyfax said without hesitation, staring at Celestine.

If Celestine killed her, it would prove Greyfax's suspicions and allow everyone to see her true colors.

The smile on Celestine's lips disappeared: "I won't, Katalinya, He also has plans for you."

"I saw it, whether you believe it or not."

With that, Celestine flew high again, showering the traitors with fire.

Greyfax snorted coldly. Her mood was still gloomy, but deep in her soul, for some reason, she felt a little comforted by Celestine's words.
Reina couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the quarrel between the two ended.

She had just been observing over there.

If Celestine cannot stand Greyfax's suspicion, or Greyfax attacks Celestine because of his suspicion,

Reina was able to intervene in time and stand between the two.
Since leaving Asford, Reina has felt that these bigwigs in the empire are more extreme and confrontational than each other.
Ordinary people don’t know how to adapt and adjust themselves.
Reina couldn't help but shook her head, waved her hand and tore the raptor that tried to attack her from the air in the distance into two halves.
Hopefully, they can resolve their differences and become true companions.
Reina's eyes suddenly widened, and a dark premonition echoed in her soul.

She felt in the warp that something extremely dark, cold, crazy and corrupt was approaching them.

Its twisted power produced a horrible echo in the warp, and the blade in its hand seemed to carry the fate of human death.
A series of omens and scenes appeared before Reina’s eyes.

She saw an eagle, a hound, a snake, and a fly,
Twisted silk threads extend from their bodies, manipulating a puppet.
The puppet held the stone tool used in the first murder by humans in its hand, and its father's claws were tied to its arms. It walked towards Reina and the others with its head held high.

The expression on his face was full of confidence and complacency, as if to say: "Look, I used those four beasts, but I was not controlled by them!"

Then the eagle chuckled, the hound shook his head in disdain, the snake looked pleased, and the fly smiled with indulgence and helplessness.
But they all plucked the strings in their hands and continued to control the puppet.
"It's him!"

Reina let out a terrified roar:

"Puppet. Oh no, the Great Plunderer Abaddon is coming!!"

(End of this chapter)