Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 273 The Destroyed World of Magdalor, Angels Appear
Abaddon emerges from the anti-gravity beam.

Beside him, the Black Legion raiders had already launched an attack on the monastery.

"Humph!"

Upon seeing the Steel Angels Legion, with only this small force before him, he merely expressed his disdain. But these guys, Vashtor still needed his support.
He is perfectly capable on his own.

However, in order to cooperate in the future, he still sent a military force capable of destroying a planet to fight against the other side. After all, he thought he could easily defeat the former Kadia, but instead, he encountered an attack from the Gamma world.

Vashtor looked at the warriors of the Iron Angels, who were holding the monastery behind them, and felt only a slight disdain for them. He was indifferent to their stubborn resistance and their pointless waiting to die.

These corpses could be used to create a demonic engine for chaos fusion, allowing their bodies to merge with demons and become their guardians.

The bolters and automatic rifles spewed out tongues of fire, clashing with the endless firepower of the Black Legion. However, the Black Legion's raiders were essentially suppressing the battle groups of a few dozen men with their firepower.

Forced to retreat and find new cover, the Iron Angels, however, refused to back down an inch.

Abaddon practically trampled over the corpses of the Iron Angels Legion as he entered the battlefield to reap the souls of those warriors.

His power claws could pierce almost any loyal Space Marine Mark armor.

His terrifying height made him seem like a Primarch himself, as he held the Space Marines he had pierced through in his hands, letting out a cruel laugh.

The person, along with their armor, was slammed heavily to the ground.

As he stomped, the black legion behind him reduced the enemy's firepower by leaps and bounds.

After him, Vashtor began to descend into the center of the battlefield.

He couldn't wait to get what he wanted.

"We can't hold out, Company Commander."

The Iron Angels Chapter has done everything in its power to defend their home planet, but their enemy is too strong. The Black Legion, led by Abaddon himself, is attacking their home planet with a massive army of Black Raiders. This is extremely important news.

At least, this news should have some military strategic value at the Empire level. However, even though their Star Speakers tried their best to spread the message, it was still breached by the chaos before them.

They acted too quickly.

There must be something the other party wants here.

The company commander, who had already lost an arm, understood that this planet must be of value to the enemy, but they were unable to defend it.

Inside the monastery, the pure seals symbolizing their loyalty burned continuously behind them. The enemy's chaotic magic had infiltrated the monastery. The dim sunlight from the sky shone through the stained glass windows, casting blasphemous warp-like fluctuations.

Everywhere was filled with a chaotic, decaying atmosphere and sin.

"Company commander, they're here!"

The sounds of battle and fighting outside gradually subsided, and the nuns fighting in the monastery stood behind them, as if waiting for the enemy's final attack.

"understood."

The company commander gripped the power dagger in one hand, ready to fight the enemy.

It's highly unlikely that these people can hold Magdalene.

In the Gamma world.

The instant Vashtor appeared.

The Gamma World then received traces of Vashtor from the star map.

A star map shimmering with light revealed Vashtor's location, and at that location, numerous chaotic figures also appeared. Although they had not confirmed who the enemy was, it was highly likely that since Vashtor was in this place, there was likely something Vashtor needed there, and they needed to take this place back from the enemy.

The Web Key is very important to Vashtor, but it is also very important to the Gamma World.

Although these Web Path keys have long since transformed into various devices or concepts throughout history, existing across different times and nodes, for Vashtor, once these things are gathered together, Vashtor can use his power to completely restore the keys to their original form, thereby unlocking the final treasure left behind by the ancient saints in the Web Path space.

If Vashtor can do it, then the Gamma World can do it too. The question now is which side will get the key first.

"found it?"

"Then let's send the rest of the Fourth Army to do the work."

Since the other side is over there, whatever they're doing, the Gamma World must send some people to investigate. Currently, Vashtor is collecting the fragments of the Web Key. Most of the fragments are scattered throughout the universe. Wherever Vashtor goes, it's definitely related to the Web Key fragments. Even if they're not related, it won't take them too long to get there, since they have the Necromancers' space warp technology, allowing them to jump at any time.

It's not possible to replace all the warships with the Space Necromancer version right now, but we can do it step by step.

Gamma World.

Fourth Group Recruiting Office.

"Seraph, your wings are a bit troublesome. Could you please take them back?"

"There's nothing I can do about it, it's just how I am. Actually, I think I don't need to wear power armor."

"Heh. You think you're the Lord of Gamma?"

"Recruiting office, you two have been recruited. Head to Space Station No. 7 immediately."

"receive."

"It's really strange. Where have the recruitment office been picking up soldiers from these past few days? Either they're always finding people to recite poetry and pretend to be cultured, or they're just flying around with wings, making it so hard to even rebuild their power armor! What a hassle!"

The conscripted seraphim are a part of Saint Gilles' soul, or more accurately, fragments containing some of Saint Gilles' mischievous personality traits. The Saint Gilles soul fragment in the Emperor's hands is more stable and mature, while the current Saint Gilles soul fragment is more like his personality traits before he was tormented by those vampire worlds, still carrying some childish playfulness.

So he doesn't care when others tease him.

He simply felt that the opponent's power armor wasn't as attractive as his wings, and he'd rather not wear power armor at all; fighting in this world would be more fun.

In fact, his agility and speed did indeed surpass those of the average Space Marine. Among these Space Marines, his speed and strength were astonishing. Given his outstanding achievements among so many Space Marines, it was natural that many people would tolerate his willfulness. After all, capable people are often more forgiving.

"Dude, you're not wearing power armor!"

"Yes, I brought a sword."

Some people saw in Saint Gilles's hands that the sword he forged was very similar to the sword in Sisley's hands, but the difference was that when he used it, the sword would automatically ignite with flames. Although it was a copy of the one in Sisley's hands, it also contained some kind of mysterious technology. The weapon in his hands should also be one of the template swords forged by the Gamma World in imitation of the Emperor's Sword.

"Board the ship. There are quite a few enemies this time, including Vashtor, a demon that targets the technology of the real universe. Everyone needs to check their weapons to prevent them from being compromised by the Chaos Demons. The data you carry is the easiest target for their discarded code."

"Yes!"

Since the Gamma World is going to deal with Vashtor, it must be on high alert. Vashtor's power comes from chaos. Of course, their current colossus weapons are responsible for destroying Vashtor's energy planet. Once Vashtor's energy planet is destroyed, the enemy will attack the Gamma World, and the Gamma World can be wiped out in one fell swoop.

With this limited force, it's far from enough to take Vashtor directly.

"Come aboard!"

Large numbers of troops are boarding the warships. Their temporary warp-targeting weapons have been assembled and, once deployed on the battlefield, will greatly weaken the power of Chaos, allowing their full power to be unleashed.

The world of Magdallo is on the verge of destruction amidst the shadow of war. The tribes and mortal resistance forces in this world are almost unable to form an effective attack and are swiftly wiped out by the arriving Black Legion.

And those monasteries of the steel angels were so destroyed that their former glory was almost completely gone.

One by one, the battle nuns fell in pools of blood, their souls returning to the Golden Throne.

Meanwhile, the Iron Angels warriors in the battle were being driven back by Chaos, with almost no chance of resistance.

Their defeat seemed imminent.

"The Steel Angels Legion is doomed."

They have run out of gene neutrons and can no longer train new soldiers. Their last batch is about to perish. After their demise, the enemy will take their gene seeds and train the Chaos Space Marines they need. They will also use this gene seed technology to desecrate the honor of the Iron Angels Chapter.

Abaddon advanced toward them, the Black Raiders pressing them into the last remaining area. They stood on the ruins, carrying the Legion's battle flag, each wielding a bolter in one hand, attacking the endless army of Chaos. Their hoarse, roaring, furious voices even drowned out the sound of the flames spewing from the loyal bolters in their hands.

And just when they were about to be completely taken down.

The black-clad raider outside paused in his actions.

Even the warlord Abaddon paused for a moment.

He seemed to sense some kind of suffocating movement.

(End of this chapter)