Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Chapter 147 Abaddon: The advantage is mine!

In the darkness.

Eighty-eight Khorne armies, led by eight Khorne archdemons, began to descend from every corner of Terra, and the Dark Mechanicus's Dead Skull Titan Legion once again appeared on the land of Terra.

The Regent is assembling his troops, and the same is true in the Warp.

This army of Khorne was selected from the endless carnage of the High Heavens, and their purpose was extremely clear. They gathered from all directions and swarmed toward Terra Palace, toward the Star Torch and the Golden Throne.

But what awaits them is a combined defense line composed of countless mortal auxiliary troops, elite astral soldiers, Imperial Fist soldiers, the Silent Sisters, and the Imperial Guard.

The large number of warships gathered in near-Earth orbit could have provided precise orbital strikes, but the warp storms stirred up by the demons prevented the warships from striking. However, the spaceports also allowed outside forces to continuously enter Terra.

This attack was well-prepared. Just as Guilliman said, humanity will not repeat the mistakes of the past. Although the subspace outside the solar system is also launching a full-scale counterattack, the rebels have gathered a fleet, and the leader of this fleet is obviously our invincible Abaddon.

With the help of the warp, the Vengeance Soul flagship once again arrived in the Solar System.

Even someone as proud as Abaddon felt a headache and a sense of powerlessness as he looked at the defense system built by the Primarchs in the solar system.

While Guilliman may not have the same understanding of defensive measures as Dorn, Dorn also lacked the resources to manage and operate so many forces. Therefore, the Chaos Fleet was going to attack a fully operational and completely well-equipped Terran defender.

Moreover, compared to the Horus Rebellion of yesteryear, Chaos's forces are far too "thin".

Although the number of eight Khorne Archdemons and eighty-eight Khorne armies is quite exaggerated, the original main demon primord, Angron, was somehow thrown directly to Armageddon!

However, this was not what annoyed Abaddon the most.

Abaddon had originally hoped that Slaanesh's Primarch, the corrupted serpent demon, would be able to help him, since the Primarch had shown great interest in Guilliman's resurrection and had also gathered his offspring in the Warp.

But when those fallen princes gathered, this serpent demon started clamoring to clone the Primarch of the Iron Hand, Felus Manus, to witness this attack, wanting to once again urge his brother to join him in a counterattack against the false emperor.

But the result was exactly the same as before.

Even the cloned Primarch of the Iron Hands still despised and refused to associate with the filthy serpent demons. Thus, he began to clash with the Primarch of the Demons, Vograim, and began to reenact the duel between the brothers on Eastvan V.

Because of the clones' fierce resistance, the Primarch abandoned his original promise to attack Terra together with his good nephew Abaddon. This caused Abaddon, who had arrived near the Sunfield via a warp storm, to experience the feelings of his uncle Peturabo, the only one who actually did anything during the siege of Terra.

While the Empire's situation is indeed tense due to the entanglement of various factions, Warhammer is a world where things are more about who's worse. Although the various actions of the human Empire are quite abstract, they are at least united under the same banner.

You've encountered a rebellion. If you send out a Star Language message, you might get lucky and friendly forces will come to your aid. But the Chaos side is just a bunch of lustful bastards.

You can't expect a bunch of bastards to help you with good intentions. Even though Abaddon was appointed as the Warmaster of Chaos by the four Chaos Gods, he didn't have the prestige to control most of his subordinates.

It could be said that Abaddon did not want to come here, but as a slave of Chaos, even though he always believed that he had not submitted to the Four Gods, when the order was truly passed down from the Chaos God who was higher than the heavens, Abaddon had no choice but to obey.

Otherwise, the power bestowed upon him would dissipate, which would obviously be unacceptable to Abaddon.

Under these circumstances, they could only pray that Primarch Forgrim could end his duel with the clone Gene Brother as soon as possible and bring reinforcements, otherwise they would miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to launch the Star Torch attack on Terra.

According to the Emperor's message, it will only take 6 hours. In 6 hours, Forgrim will lead his army to Terra.

As the darling of the newly born evil god Slaanesh, Forgrim was undoubtedly the most powerful of all those who betrayed the Primarch. He once easily defeated Guilliman, but foolishly failed to cut off his head!

"Damn it, if he had killed Guilliman sooner! There wouldn't be this Legion situation!"

Abaddon couldn't help but curse, but after a breath, he calmed down and turned to look at the demon sword beside him.

The demon hidden within this magic sword is so powerful that even the emperor is wary of it. However, under normal circumstances, the demon within the sword completely disregards Abaddon's existence, so the sword's true power is never unleashed.

However, upon arriving in the solar system and approaching the human emperor, the sword began to show some unusual activity. Its terrifying energy was stirring, seemingly eager to kill the Corpse Emperor on the golden throne!

There will be opportunities, but not now.

Abaddon growled. Now that he had arrived in the solar system, he had never thought of directly ascending Terra to kill the false emperor. This time, Abaddon's strategic objective was to destroy the Empire's Star Torch, to destroy the beacon guiding the Empire's warp travel. The victory of Chaos was almost visible to the naked eye.

Once this is achieved, the law of victory will be revealed: Amegadoton! Once this vital world is secured, the human fleet trapped within the solar system will be nothing more than fish in a barrel!

Thinking this, but then worse news began to emerge: a traitor fleet sent to Saturn mysteriously disappeared, and the Mechanicus on Mars seemed to be working exceptionally hard, turning the entire planet into a weapon for outward attacks, causing heavy losses to the traitor fleet.

Near the Terra orbit, the terrifying Mountain Array seemed to have regained some of its former glory, unleashing terrifying cannon fire from the traitor's ships.

But none of this could stop the constant arrival of Chaos reinforcements. Abaddon, leading the Spirit of Vengeance, was stationed far away, and the situation was still developing within his expectations.

When the Chaos' landing craft descended from the sky and arrived at the Lion's Gate.

A figure that instilled fear in all the rebels suddenly unfurled its dazzling white feathers before them!

"Saint Geres?!"

Abaddon himself didn't realize the sheer terror hidden in the sharp words that burst from his mouth when he saw the incoming image information!

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