Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The labyrinth was filled with blood, fire, the afterimage of Horus, the war cries of the Black Crusade, the resentment of the dead crew members, the whispers of demons, and the control chains of the Dark Mechanicus.

After rushing in with a swarm mentality, they immediately encountered a counterattack.

Countless twisted codes transformed into black behemoths, lunging at the swarm nodes.

Some subspace contaminations disguised themselves as old Imperial authority, luring swarms into traps.

The symbol of the Eye of Horus is repeated continuously, attempting to crush the invaders with the accumulated power over millennia.

Lawson's response was simple.

Overwhelming in computing power.

The emperor's golden fire burned past.

The living metal blockage was passed through.

The machine spirit screamed even louder.

The temple walls cracked open, revealing hidden cannons poking out, ready to fire at Lawson.

The shadow blade swept past.

The muzzle was completely broken.

Several little demons sealed inside the Machine Soul layer crawled out of the pipes, only to be burned to ashes by the golden fire as soon as they landed.

Lawson gradually moved towards the core.

The machine spirit responded with an even stronger surge of data.

Swarm intelligence puts pressure on people.

The T-series connects synchronously from each control node.

The Lurker provided the internal Chaos access password for the Soul of Vengeance.

Imperial Golden Flame surged from Lawson's palm, burning into the outer shell of the Machine Soul Core along the living metal pipes.

At that moment, the entire ship of the Vengeance heard a scream.

Many Black Legion veterans looked up and saw the Eye of Horus symbol on the bulkhead begin to bleed.

Then, it was burned to charred marks by the dark golden flames.

……

The bridge fell faster than expected.

The interim commander had just ordered the self-destruction to be activated when he was personally beheaded by Faceless from the Lurker Legion.

Faceless still wears the disguise of a Chaos Veteran.

When he stepped out from behind the commander, the Black Legion officers on the bridge even thought he was one of their own.

Until his knife pierced the back of the commander's neck.

The bridge gate was blown open.

The battle sequence has begun.

The Black Legion's bridge guards launched a final counterattack.

They were brave, but they all died quickly.

The final self-destruct chain of the Vengeance Soul was severed.

The engine control unit was taken over.

The transmission array is locked.

The weapons deck was partitioned and sealed off.

There was still sporadic resistance inside the ship, but it was too late to change the overall situation.

The real battle will be fought in the core temple of the Machine Soul.

Lawson and the swarm mind suppressed the Soul of Vengeance machine to its deepest level.

That ancient, twisted, and angry consciousness is still resisting.

It roared the name of Horus.

It roared the name of Abaddon.

Roaring with the Long March, revenge, and the inevitable burning of the empire.

Lawson got annoyed.

He nailed a wisp of imperial golden fire directly into his core consciousness.

"Shut up."

The swarm mentality surged down like a tidal wave.

The black pollution layer was peeled away, revealing a small patch of the original remains of an ancient warship's mechanical soul deeper inside.

The residue was broken.

Yet the underlying logic of warships from the Imperial Age can still be discerned.

Lawson did not destroy it.

He instructed the T series to seal this residue as the core of the reconstruction.

The remaining chaotic contamination was enveloped by layers of golden fire and living metal and pressed into the isolation zone.

The tremors of the Vengeance Soul gradually subsided.

One by one, the bird divination alarms went out.

The black Legion permission markers on the bridge main control panel have been cleared.

A new swarm identification chain has been incorporated into the ship's hull.

The anchor point is stable in the static force field.

The engine stopped resisting.

The pull of the Void Claw gradually decreased.

The Vengeance Soul has come to a stop.

It is no longer the black behemoth fleeing into the warp.

Instead, it was a trophy forcibly put on the reins by Lawson, who held it by the neck.

……

Inside the wartime command courtyard of Saint Harbor.

Calga looked at the orbital diagram.

The color of the Vengeance Soul changed from enemy red to contest yellow.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, it gradually transformed into the dark gold mark of the Lawson faction.

He remained silent for a long time.

Haldor Shuangpi stood to the side and muttered curses under his breath:

"damn it."

"That's the Soul of Vengeance."

Stronus's prosthetic eye rotated at a noticeably abnormal speed.

"Historic loot".

"Its strategic value is immeasurable."

Olukin, the white-scarred Khan, stared at the orbital diagram for a long while before speaking:

"Abaddon lost his hands, then his ship, and if he loses it all, will he come back naked next time?"

On the Vengeance Soul, Lawson looked into the depths of this ancient flagship.

Horus' flagship, Abaddon's throne.

Now, it belongs to him.

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Chapter 207 Calga: May the Emperor bless us, this living devil is a loyalist!

The collapse of the Chaos Fleet began the moment Abaddon's arms were torn off.

What truly made them realize the defeat in the war was not Abaddon's injury.

The Chaos Warmaster has seen too many wars. The Black Legion believes the Warmaster will return, even if half of him is shattered. As long as the warp whispers and the gods still look to him, Abaddon will remain Abaddon.

But the loss of the Soul of Vengeance is another matter entirely.

That flagship was not just a simple warship.

It was Horus's former throne.

It is the Black Legion's mobile temple.

It is a symbol of Abaddon's authority.

When it hovers in orbit around the Vigilant Star, all the Traitor Warbands, the Dark Mechanicus, the Corrupted Knights, and the Chaos Legion can see the Warmaster's shadow in it.

Now, the shadow was grabbed by the neck and shoved into the mud by Lawson.

When the identification beacon of the Vengeful Spirit was extinguished from the Black Legion's command chain and then relit with an unfamiliar dark gold swarm symbol, a brief silence fell across the Chaos Fleet.

The Tzeentch faction reacted the fastest.

On a sorcerer cruiser bearing the symbol of the Nine Eyes, wizards of the Thousand Sons Legion gaze at the images displayed in the crystal array.

These images simultaneously fell into their prophecy chart, and the future branch instantly collapsed.

A wizard spoke slowly.

"The main storyline of the War General has ended."