Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

The descendants of the Lord of Red Sand, fanatics of the Blood God Khorne, a company of the former 12th Legion - 'World Eaters' is here. They have just killed all 888 million people on this planet and piled their skulls into mountains, offering blood to the Blood God and the throne.

Abaddon needs their strength for the coming war.

"I hope that Moriana can be trusted this time..." Abaddon muttered to himself as he looked at the ruins of the church getting closer and closer in the distance.

Recalling the nightmarish experience before, the Chaos Warmaster still had lingering fears. Even Abaddon, who had experienced the Battle of Terra Imperial City, was still quite taboo.

The high-dimensional hunters named Boundbreakers roared as they drilled into the Eye of Terror, breaking into the realm of Chaos to feast on the food. The once invincible Khorne berserkers and Tzeentch birdmen died as easily as ants.

That was complete death, their souls and flesh turned into food for the higher-dimensional invaders.

The Lord of Change said: "We can't go on like this!"

Then the Four Gods issued a decree, granting Chaos Warmaster Abaddon an unprecedented powerful blessing.

The four gods gave without reservation. What a powerful force that was! Abaddon felt that he was standing at the same height as his deceased father!

If it were me now, I wouldn't be unable to fight even the Lion King Llane who defeated Fulgrim, right?

Abaddon thought so.

However, he could only think about it. The blessing of the evil god was not without price. Now he could not fight his way out of the Eye of Terror as he wished. Instead, he needed to stay here, gather the army in the name of the true God, and build a long line of defense.

An unbreakable line of defense that is strong enough to hold back the overwhelming force of the Boundary Breakers.

Chapter 279 The Bereaved Dog

Chapter 278 The Bereaved Dog

Passing through the scorched wasteland soaked in blood, what comes into view is a small hill made of skulls. The pungent smell of blood can be smelled even through the Terminator helmet.

Abaddon waded through a literal river of blood holding the demon sword Drachanion and came to the collapsed ruins of the church. The statue of the plump and sexy goddess lay on the ground with her head separated from her body, her body covered with scars and blood, looking quite miserable.

"This is the indigenous belief of this planet, the Earth Mother Goddess 'Terra', the same name as the Empire's throne world."

Khayon, who was following behind the Warmaster, said: "The residents here believe that humans were molded from clay by Terra, the Earth Mother. After the rise of the State Religion, they came here to preach, interpreting the Earth Mother as one of the thousands of incarnations of the Emperor, which led the residents here to convert to the State Religion's belief system."

In other words, this goddess statue is actually a statue of the human emperor.

Abaddon glanced at the goddess on the ground, whose plump breasts and round waist and hips were highlighted by the artistic means of exaggeration, and his eyes twitched slightly.

Even the Chaos Warmaster, who had destroyed countless statues of the Emperor over the past ten thousand years, felt somewhat overwhelmed by this scene.

Slaanesh is above...

"In local beliefs, the Earth Mother Goddess controls love, fertility, harvest, and other powers, so her statues always highlight female features." Ka Yang did not continue the topic and shouted softly: "Beware."

The Terminator guards behind him immediately raised their weapons and took up their positions. However, it was not until about half a minute after Khayon issued the warning that heavy footsteps were heard from the ruins ahead, mixed with the sounds of flesh being torn and blood dripping.

One by one, burly berserkers covered in blood walked out of the almost completely collapsed chapel of the Church of Mother Earth, the chain axes in their hands still rumbling. The air was filled with a solemn atmosphere, so heavy that it almost dripped blood.

Abaddon clenched the magic sword in his hand and looked forward. He saw that the armor of the warriors who believed in Khorne was dripping red, as if they were wearing pieces of solidified blood. The marks on the shoulder armor symbolized the number of times they had performed high sacrifices to the blood god. The blasphemous ornaments on their necks were amulets bestowed by Khorne to defend against spells and sneak attacks. The skulls strung on the iron halos behind them were powerful opponents they had killed. As for the skulls on their heads...

"Hmm...Hmm?!" Abaddon was stunned.

Turning his gaze towards the heads of the World Eaters walking out of the church, he saw not the iconic horned helmets of the Khorne Berserkers, but... a dog's head.

A growling dog's head.

Why do World Eaters have dog heads? ...But there are nails on the foreheads of these dog heads. They must be World Eaters, not some canine aliens who killed World Eaters and put on their armor.

Abaddon glanced at the military advisor Khayon standing beside him out of the corner of his eye.

"That is a poor imitation of the Lord of the Brass Fortress." Khayon whispered, leaning on his sword, "The reason why the followers of the Blood God Khorne wear the iconic horned helmet is actually to imitate the 'Commander's Helmet' with long horns worn by the Blood God himself."

"Then why did the World Eater take off his helmet? And..." Abaddon did not say 'and why did a dog's head grow under the helmet'.

But Khayon understood: "Because decades ago, the commander's helmet worn by Khorne suddenly disappeared. As to whether it was stolen or robbed, there are different opinions. The believers of Khorne strongly denied that it was robbed, so the more credible statement at present is that it was cheated away by the Lord of Change, Tzeentch...

It is said that the furious Blood God roared in the depths of the warp for eight days and nights, but in the end he still failed to find his helmet. From then on, the image of the Blood God lost the iconic element of the "Commander's Helmet", and even his followers stopped wearing helmets. "

I see. No wonder Khorne was the only one who didn't show up when the four gods blessed me. He was just shy... Abaddon stared at the World Eaters butchers approaching him and asked Khayon in a low voice, "So why do they have dog heads now?"

"Because the image of the Blood God Khorne under the helmet is actually a roaring, angry dog, it was just covered by the helmet before. But now the Helm of the Commander is gone, the World Eaters should be disguising their faces as dogs and continue to worship the Blood God in this way." Khayon spoke quickly because the World Eaters had already walked out of the ruins of the church and came to them.

Abaddon took a deep breath and moved the Claw of Horus on his right hand.

Although it stands to reason that he, who was blessed by the Four Gods, should not face too much hostility from any Chaos camp, the one in front of him was Khorne's berserker, the World Eater. People who believed in Khorne had some problems with their brains, especially after slaughtering people to sacrifice blood to the Blood God, they often fell into the illusion of killing and could not extricate themselves, and would kill anyone they saw.

"Warriors of the Blood God, in the name of the Brass Throne, I command you to obey." Abaddon slightly raised the magic sword in his left hand, and abundant blood energy lingered around his body, greatly enhancing the prestige of the warmaster with the power of Khorne.

no respond.

A dozen blood-soaked warriors walked out of the church and walked towards this side without saying a word. The dog heads roared, blood and saliva slid down their cheeks, revealing their sharp canine teeth. The low growls from their throats rumbled with the chainsaw axes in the hands of the berserkers, and every move revealed a strong aggressiveness.

"Be careful, they are not in a sober state yet." Khayon said as he protected Abaddon behind him, preparing to draw the long sword at his waist to sober up these mad dogs.

But Abaddon simply shook his head and gently pushed Khayon away.

"Warmaster?" Khayon was puzzled.

"They can't hurt me." Abaddon showed a domineering smile that belonged to a king. He walked forward and pointed the magic sword in his hand at the World Eater Terminator closest to him: "The former 12th Legion's 'War Dogs' have now fallen to this state. It's a pity."

Seeing the World Eaters with their dog heads bared and their teeth bared but not daring to actually pounce on him and bite him, Abaddon became more determined in his belief.

The power of chaos can be used, but one cannot over-rely on it, and one cannot hand over all the choices to the evil god. Otherwise, even if one, as the Chaos Warmaster, seems to have a glorious future, if one is not careful, one will end up like these mad dogs.

"Why don't you kneel down?!" Abaddon shouted angrily, and rushed forward at a speed that was totally inconsistent with the heavy Terminator armor on his body. Khayon reacted the fastest, and his eyes followed Abaddon's figure and swept across to a particularly burly World Eater warrior.

This was an exceptionally powerful World Eater, the Butcher's Nail on his head was driven so deep that the end of the nail was almost invisible. The long nail that completely pierced his brain stem completely destroyed his ability to think and shattered his original personality, turning him into a fool who could only talk about blood sacrifice to the Blood God.

The World Eaters call those warriors who embrace the Butcher's Nails most deeply 'Master Slaughterers'.

"Master Slaughterer? Just a stray dog." Abaddon snorted coldly, and the claw of Horus pierced the chest of the Master Slaughterer.

He roared and raised a bloody corpse, his eyes filled with bloodshot anger: "You are a bunch of stray dogs, why don't you kneel down immediately and pay homage to your new master?!"

Chapter 280 The troubled times are coming

Chapter 279 The troubled times are coming

In the name of the Blood God and with his own mighty power, Abaddon was the bravest of the three armies, established his authority, and subdued this group of crazy World Eaters who had lost their minds in the killing.

Khayon came to Abaddon and whispered, "The next target is the Thousand Sons."

The Thousand Sons Legion, with each member having a master of psionic power, is indispensable to the unbreakable defense against the Worldbreakers. Therefore, although the Warmaster's deputy, former Thousand Sons member, psionic master and swordsman 'Iskander Khayon' has some unpleasant past with the Thousand Sons Legion, Khayon is not a person who will be completely dominated by personal feelings. His old grudge with the Thousand Sons does not affect the Warmaster's olive branch to the Thousand Sons.

The Four Gods granted Abaddon the blessing of the Supreme Heaven and ordered the Chaos Warmaster to summon all the armies he could to create an unbreakable line of defense. However, among all the forces in the Chaos camp, Abaddon only paid special attention to the World Eaters and the Thousand Sons.

Because, the Ascended Primarch of Nurgle, the Pale King Mortarion, and the Ascended Primarch of Slaanesh, the Shining One Fulgrim... have both led their legions to the edge of the Eye of Terror to hold an unbreakable line of defense.

Even Lorgar, the Primarch of the Word Bearers of the Chaos Undivided Camp, and Perturabo, the Primarch of the Iron Warriors, who had not converted to any god, were forcibly summoned by the Four Gods and forced to join the war against the Worldbreakers.

Angron, the Ascended Primarch of Khorne and the 'Lord of Red Sands', had part of his soul essence eaten by the Worldbreakers that broke into the battlefield during the previous Battle of Baal. Now he has become extremely manic and has lost all his reason. Normally he can only be imprisoned, and on the battlefield he is thrown out like an automatic harvester that does not distinguish between friend and foe and kills indiscriminately... Well, actually, is it no different from before?

As for Tzeentch's ascended Primarch Magnus, he had disappeared long ago, and there was no news of the famous Ahriman either.

The World Eaters and the Thousand Sons are currently leaderless, and now is the perfect time for the Warmaster to win them over and expand his own prestige. Abaddon will not work wholeheartedly for Chaos, he will only use Chaos to strengthen himself, and will never let himself lose his independence and follow the old path of Horus.

"I hope that woman Moriana can be trusted..." Abaddon murmured in his heart as he looked down at the Dog-Headed World-Eater who was wagging his tail and begging for mercy in front of him.

Moriana, a woman shrouded in mystery. As one of the three original founders of the Imperial Inquisition, she chose to leave the Empire and escape into the Eye of Terror due to a conflict of ideas with the other two founders, and has never been heard from since.

However, what few people know is that this elder of the Empire, the founder of the Inquisition, chose to stand behind the Chaos Warmaster and give him advice.

Less well-known is that, even after thousands of years of betrayal to Chaos, Moriana remains loyal to the Emperor.

It's amazing.

In the previous invasion operations against the planet of Pluto and the Stone Fortress, it was Morianna who reminded Abaddon that he should judge the situation and quit while he was ahead, because although Tzeentch's plan was complete, she could observe many unstable factors from the disturbance of the thread of fate.

A shadow, a huge shadow, looms over the Milky Way, influencing the rise and fall of civilizations and interfering with the course of history.

Moriana didn't know what adjective to use to describe the shadow. Broad? Big? Deep? None of them were appropriate... The only thing she was sure of was that the shadow's existence was even far above the four high Chaos Gods.

Therefore, Moriana warned Abaddon to be cautious in everything, as the water in the Milky Way was very deep and extremely turbulent.

Sure enough, the arrogant Fulgrim was defeated by the Lion King's sword. If the Vengeful Spirit had not started its engine in time and led the Black Legion to escape into the Warp, this ship inherited from Horus, the Queen of Glory, would have suffered heavy damage under the full firepower of the Stone Fortress.

After returning to the Eye of Terror and receiving the blessings of the Four Gods, the Plunderer Abaddon received a new warning from Moriana.

Recalling Moriana's words, he still felt a strong sense of unreality.

"The Chaos Gods are afraid, trembling, and breaking down. They can no longer play with the galaxy as they did in the past. In front of hunters from higher dimensions, the so-called eternal existence is nothing more than a group of livestock waiting to be slaughtered. - Don't be intimidated by the pretentiousness of the dying gods. The initiative is in your hands. It is the Four Gods who need your protection, not you who have to fight to please them."

These are Moriana’s exact words.

When Abaddon first heard this, he was incredulous. He couldn't imagine why the high and mighty God of Chaos needed the protection of mortal life? How absurd was this?

Moriana said: "They have encountered their natural enemy."

"The reason why the evil gods were able to sit on the Diaoyutai in the past was because of their transcendent and eternal existence. The immortal gods do not need to care about the resistance and hatred of mortals, which will only provide them with more emotions and energy. As fragments of gods, demons will be reborn in the subspace even if they die in battle; their existence is eternal and their power is endless. This situation is unsolvable... until the Breacher came."

"There is a kind of creature that exists in the form of information and feeds on energy and matter. Their narratives transcend time and space. Chaos cannot control them, and the Four Gods are helpless. No matter how many armies Khorne sends, how much magic Tzeentch casts, how many plagues Nurgle spreads, or how many desires Slaanesh stirs up... they are just adding a few more dishes to the feast of the World Breakers, which will make the World Breakers more powerful."

"So the Four Gods need you. They need the physical life in the material universe to stand between them and the Boundary Breakers. Mortals also have souls, but the energy they contain is much less than that of the sub-space demons. The evil gods need mortals to consume the number of Boundary Breakers, slow down the speed of their invasion, and delay... their death."

The Milky Way is no longer what it used to be.

The status has been reversed! From now on, the gods no longer sit on the Diaoyutai, but need to beg for protection from mortals!

On the surface, they still pretend to be superior, but in their hearts they are already panicking!

Abaddon clenched his fists. He could feel the surging power in his body, and he could also clearly feel that his consciousness was still clear.

In the past, how could it be possible to obtain such a powerful power from the Four Gods and still maintain one's own will? In the past, those who sacrificed themselves to the evil gods for power, who didn't lose themselves, who didn't go crazy? And who didn't have a good ending? But now it's different, now is not the same as in the past.

The troubled times have arrived! Let's see how Chaos Warmaster Abaddon stirs up the storm at the forefront of the times.

Be arrogant at first but respectful later, endure humiliation and make the best use of both sides to strengthen yourself; given time, I, Abaddon, will surely accomplish great things, shock the world, and drink from Materra.

Chapter 281: Virtual and Submissive

Chapter 280: Virtual and Submissive

After filling the cabin of the Pot of Greed with the Dark Eldar captives bought from Primus, Russell, who did not have enough money, wrote an IOU and returned to the Krenna Sector through the Cadia Stargate.

Of course, this IOU was not written in vain, as it was used as collateral. Russell was unable to get the transcriber back. This precious item is still temporarily kept in Primus' hands, waiting for the Star Bullet to pay off the payment.

Russell originally thought that this trip to Cadia would delay him for at least five years. However, because Primus concealed the fact that the stargate had already been completed, Russell returned several years earlier than expected, which was good.

It was just that the idea of ​​a shipload of Dark Eldar sailing across the ocean always struck him as a bit odd.