Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Chapter 167 Abaddon's Winning Strategy

Beep!

The alarms on the Vengeance Soul were blaring; their ship had suffered massive damage.

Abaddon only realized something was wrong when the group of Grey Knights wasn't killed immediately.

He didn't spot Lancelot immediately. The commotion caused by the orcs in the mist distracted Abaddon, making him wonder why an orc force had come to his ship.

But the orcs were just a minor incident; the real threat was the audacious Grey Knights. Thus, Abaddon channeled the power of the Four Gods aboard the Soul of Vengeance, and there was no doubt that the Four Gods would grant any request for his rituals.

But this time is different from the past.

Because the gazes of the four gods seemed to be directed at them, Abaddon, as the nominal leader of the ritual, did not have much control.

He could only watch as the Four Gods used warp magic on the Soul of Vengeance to summon various blasphemous materials and create a terrifying monster.

The four gods, who were originally enemies, united for the first time, even though they still harbored their own ulterior motives.

But to put it bluntly, they created an extremely powerful demon, a collection of the defeated of the human empire, marking the end of the Primarch era.

Even though he has only just been born, he is definitely not someone that those pseudo-emperors' psionic cans can handle!

In Abaddon's eyes, the souls of these psionicists would be the monster's first meal after its birth.

But the expected massacre did not occur. Abaddon ordered the Chaos Wizard to investigate, and the iconic shield and longsword came into view.

These characteristics —

This foreshadows Lancelot's arrival without any hesitation!

He was clearly still above Terra before, even in the fastest spaceship he shouldn't have been able to get there!

And how did he get onto the Soul of Vengeance? The wizard had sworn he couldn't possibly still be alive, so what was this thing standing before him now?!

Countless questions flashed through my mind like lightning, but the silence was broken by the mournful cry of a Chaos Wizard.

"This is impossible! This is impossible! This is impossible!"

The Chaos Wizard beside Abaddon knew more about the Warp, and it was precisely because of this greater understanding that the Wizard reacted the most strongly.

The countless eyes, twisted and distorted by the chaos, were now nearly bursting open: "How can he draw upon the Emperor's power and not die? Unless he has the Emperor's blood! He—could he be a Primarch?! A new Primarch!"

The Chaos Wizard screamed, almost tearing his own flesh apart.

Abaddon's muscles tensed as he listened to these words. The image of Rogdorath on the Siege of Terra flashed through his mind, even though...

Even after ten thousand years, it still makes his hair stand on end.

Being able to draw upon the Emperor's power and survive would be a nightmare for all traitors, because you have no idea whether the person in front of you can once again unleash the terrifying Emperor's power.

But now he faces the shadow of the Primarchs' defeat. If he were truly a Primarch, he would inevitably be restrained by this demon in essence—unless—unless he could once again invoke the Emperor's power.

Because of this, Abaddon did not appear immediately.

Now, when Lancelot actually managed to block all of his ship's macro cannon salvo aimed at the Titan satellite with just a shield, Abaddon realized that the artifact in his opponent's possession was no ordinary artifact.

When Titan suddenly unleashed terrifying psychic power, severely damaging the Vengeance Soul and tearing a large chunk of the ship, along with Lancelot and the Grey Knights, from the Vengeance Soul, Abaddon knew they were about to leave.

Thus, the Chaos Warmaster emerged from the darkness.

And now.

Looking at Lancelot in the distance and listening to him recount the events of ten thousand years ago, Abaddon's eyes were filled with gloom.

That year, he led his team in a surprise attack on what he thought was a breach in the palace, but instead they stepped into Rogdorath's ambush, resulting in the death of almost all of his veterans. The most elite force of the Sons of Horus perished beneath the Terran palace.

As Lancelot's words were transmitted through the public channel, all the Chaos Space Marines aboard the Soul of Vengeance fell silent in fear.

That incident was nothing short of the greatest humiliation for Abaddon. But even if the old story is brought up again, the current Chaos Warmaster is now able to…

Suppress your emotions.

He remembered all his fallen brothers, who had lost their lives because of his misjudgment. But Abaddon believed he would never repeat the same mistake. He would return to Terra, to the Sun Sector, and with absolute power, he would tear apart all of Terra's defenses.

That day is not far off.

Abaddon looked at Lancelot in the distance. His fleet, which he had sent to another location, had sent back some better news. His other monster-class ship, the "Planet Killer," had achieved a great deal of success during this period. This news indicated that his thirteenth Black Expedition was ready ahead of schedule.

The opportunity to avenge the human empire has been fulfilled; I need to go elsewhere to complete my mission!

I won this round again!

Although the Star Torch has been lit, these lackeys of the false emperor may think they have won a great victory, but they will face the darkest despair at this most triumphant moment.

"Lancelot".

Abaddon repeated the name once more, his voice filled with murderous intent: "We will meet again, and then the light of the false emperor will not fall upon you as it does now! And I will personally take your head."

Abaddon sneered, and the Soul of Vengeance had already opened the warp in preparation for another warp.

He refused to admit it was a failure.

Although the flagship Vengeance Soul was damaged and the Grey Knight's fortress monastery was not destroyed, he has now obtained an even more terrifying existence!

Looking at the shadow demon beside him, before warping, the shadow demon also let out a terrifying roar that seemed to pierce through the space environment!

Lancelot remained on guard with his shield raised, but they were indeed determined to leave.

Once the warp fluctuations subsided and the Vengeance Soul led its fleet into the warp, everything returned to calm. Lancelot finally breathed a sigh of relief and then became aware of the injuries his body had sustained.

"Depend on."

Lancelot looked down and realized that he had several holes in his body. The wreckage of the warship, torn apart by the psionic hand, was now falling towards Saturn at an accelerating speed!

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