Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

Compared to the clear scene in which he had seen Sanguinius die on the Vengeful Spirit, this prophecy was far too vague.

I was so caught up in the momentary panic that I failed to carefully analyze the true meaning of this prophecy.

"I can guarantee that Sandales is fine. The prophecy you and I saw was probably just a scene of the surface of Cadia being cleared after his departure."

"To be even more certain, it was probably just an attack launched by Abaddon to destroy the Black Stone Obelisks in Cadia."

"What do you think?"

Sanguinius' words made Curze think carefully about his thoughts.

If this had happened in the past, I would definitely not have bothered to think at all and would not have believed what this guy said at all.

But it's different now. Now it concerns the life of Sandiles' little brother. He would rather die on this planet than let anything happen to Sandiles.

This youngest brother is about a future, a future that no existence can deny.

"Okay, I'll trust you this time, but I'll make extra safeguards."

"Listen, Sandiles, I have captured an Eldar ship. It's very fast. If things go wrong, take the Storm Crow gunboat and leave immediately. Do you understand?"

"I'll come get you."

Coze wanted to leave, but Sandales's outstretched hand stopped him from leaving.

"Koz, I need to ask you something. What deal did you make with your father?"

"You care so much..."

"Father! Is that you, father?!"

Before Koz could finish his words, two other voices immediately sounded urgently. They were the two Black Legion veterans who had chosen to surrender in the defense of the Temple of Saint Moricon.

They have stayed in the dungeon until now just to confirm a guess they had.

And when Horus' soul took over their bodies, the throbbing of their gene-seed immediately made them excited.

Even though they had been renamed the Black Legion and their gene-seed had been tainted by the energies of the Warp, this could not change their past as the Luna Wolves and the Sons of Horus.

They are veterans from ten thousand years ago, and their gene seeds can sense the breath of the Gene Father extremely accurately, so they can guarantee that their father's soul must be in the body of the archangel!

And it is not a soul controlled by the four gods, but the real father, the Lord of Shadow Moon Wolf, who is known as the Wolf God, and the real father who calls them sons.

"Here we are, Father, please, let us see you!"

"You've been gone for over ten thousand years. The Legion is no longer what it once was... Many of our brothers have lost their purity, and have even become the hollow shells of those demons!"

"If it is really you, then I beg you to save those children who are still loyal to you from the Black Legion. Abaddon will only lead them to the true abyss!"

At this moment, the three veteran Primarchs present seemed to understand why Sandales was safe...

Perhaps they could get those rebellious Astartes to rebel again...

"To cut a long story short, what kind of deal did you make with your father?"

"A future, Horus, a future that none of us Primarchs can refuse."

After saying this, Koze immediately disappeared, leaving Horus standing there thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

A bright future none of us can refuse?

Haha, it can't really be the painting we secretly saw under the palace back then...

As if he had figured something out, Horus no longer worried about the deal between Curze and the Emperor, but walked straight to the place where the two former heirs were imprisoned.

When Horus reached them, the two veterans were already weeping.

The body standing before them was not their father's, but the soul contained within it definitely contained a part of their father's.

Gene seeds don't lie, and their souls don't lie!

"Father, the true Wolf God..."

"Tell me, what did Abaddon do?"

"He was deceived by Erebus's lies! That hateful dark apostle destroyed all his brothers!"

An old soldier standing before Horus cursed Erebus with an indignant voice.

That dark apostle had turned their father into a slave of the Four Gods, and now he was harming his brothers who did not believe in the Four Gods.

"That dark apostle sacrificed the souls of many of his brothers to the Four Gods, using their bodies as vessels for the demons to descend!"

Needless to say, this one sentence alone was enough to make Horus, the father, feel a surge of anger rushing straight to his head.

What does Abaddon eat?!

Others have already bullied your brother like this, what are you doing!

"Isn't Abaddon in charge?"

"He once tried to control it, but the control the Four Gods exerted on him was too strong, and he was no longer able to resist!"

"What else did that Erebus do?"

Horus' left hand had begun to tremble slightly. If he had been holding his World Breaker in his hand, a big hole would have appeared on the ground next to him.

"He spread the faith of the Four Gods within the Black Legion, dividing the former brothers and forcing them to fight each other to determine the so-called Chosen One."

"The so-called Ukantus is one of the four chosen ones who believe in the Blood God. He killed many of his brothers just for the name of the so-called chosen one."

Erebus, Urcantos...

Very good, I'll remember all of your names. You'd better pray you don't run into me again, or I'll make you understand why I'm the first Warmaster of Chaos...

"Listen, I have a mission for you now. You can still return to the Black Legion now, right?"

"Yes, father. Do you need us to gather our remaining brothers? They are all in another Black Stone Fortress. As long as we go back through the rift, we can hinder the launch of that Black Stone Fortress."

"Then can you still come out alive?"

"Some of them can, but the rest will definitely not come out..."

Horus was silent for a few seconds, then gently stroked the heads of the two heirs, something he had not done for a long time.

"I want you to rebuild the Sons of Horus. Abaddon is no longer fit to lead you..."

"Go back and complete this mission, and come back alive. I give you this order as your father."

71

Chapter 71 Horus: Abaddon, what do you mean the era of the Primarchs is over?

(Sixteen thousand words!)

"Thermostat! Bring up the meltastat! They're coming!"

"Where's the plasma launcher?! Destroy that Chaos Dreadnought for me!"

"The Hell Dragon, the Hell Dragon is coming! Be careful of the demonic flames!"

Inside the Krav Bastion, various sounds rose and fell, but the main melody was the sound of the imperial soldiers fighting and killing.

Mortals cannot use the bolters that only Astartes can use alone, but the heavy bolt launchers they set up can help them unleash these devastating bolts on their enemies.

The muzzles of the individual laser rifles in the hands of every Cadian soldier were almost red, but they still did not stop firing.

At this moment, the outer wall of the Krav Bastion has been breached, and a large number of Black Legion traitors and various demon engines have begun to move towards the interior of the bastion.

Every explosion-proof door has now become a key node that must be fought for, and every room that can be called a battlefield has become a meat grinder filled with blood and flesh for both sides.

Both sides want to control such a location and use it as a node to continue defending or attacking the next key area.

Every room that served as a transportation node was lost, which meant that the Cadia defenders lost another chance of winning.

Right now, the balance of victory is gradually tilting towards the Black Legion. Even though the Phalanx has tried to release orbital bombardment firepower to the ground, it is still unable to stop the subsequent enemy forces rushing into the interior of the bastion.

"Don't panic, don't retreat, I stand with you! The automatic cannons will not stop firing, quickly replace the ammunition!"

At this time, Lord Creed, who was already holding a cigar between his teeth, was wearing the military green Cadia coat, and then he held two specialized small-caliber grenade launchers in his hands and fired continuously.

Thanks to the effects of some strengthening potions, his body is much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, so he can also use more equipment that mortals cannot use.

"Don't retreat! Once the front line is lost, it will be difficult for us to continue to resist!"

"Cadia only has this one defensive node. Even if we retreat, there's no place safe anymore!"

"It is better to die gloriously in battle than to abandon your own line of defense and flee in disgrace, only to meet your death in the end!"

Lord Creedburg knew very well that the current battle situation and morale could not be saved by scolding and threats. Only a foolish general would speak ill of his soldiers in such a near-final battlefield.

At this moment, it was not that these soldiers did not want to fight, but the fear in their hearts gradually suppressed their rationality.

They also wanted to raise their guns and attack, but the fear controlled by the power of destruction was restraining their bodies.

What they need at this moment is role models.

They need a role model who can burst into the battlefield and bring them positive emotions.

Before the arrival of the Primarch, he was the benchmark of this battlefield, and before becoming the Supreme Lord of the Castle, he was the direct commander of the 8th Regiment of Cadia.

They are the elite of the elite of the Cadia Blitzkrieg Army!

"Warriors, think of the traitors of the Voskani Ironclad! Their actions nearly destroyed all of Cadia's generals!"

"But did we back down?! No, we didn't!"

The small-caliber grenade launcher in his hand had run out of ammunition, so Lord Creed simply grabbed the individual rocket launcher next to him and fired at a rushing Marauder tank.

The rocket whizzed out of the muzzle, dragging a trail of white smoke, and after flying quickly, it hit the side armor of the Predator tank directly.

The prepared armor-piercing warheads poured a terrifying heat flow of iron sheets into the interior of the Predator Tank. The Chaos traitors controlling it were instantly cut off by the heat flow, and some were even melted into some kind of mixed liquid by the heat flow.

"Cadia has stood for ten thousand years, and it will continue to stand!"

"The original rock of this planet has been shattered! The ledge that once supported its land has been destroyed by Chaos! But we, the Cadians, will use our bones to build a new skeleton for this planet's blood-soaked land!"

The shouts of Lord Creed spread to every room through the entire sound array system of the Klav Bastion. Even in the inner battlefield where the fighting was the most intense, the lord's encouraging words could be heard.

The veteran warriors had already drawn their chainswords and were engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the enemies who had rushed to the front line.

The young soldiers in the rear once again aimed their laser rifles at their enemies, and the constantly leaping scarlet lasers shot at the rushing enemy troops again and again.

Indeed, the attack he launched alone was insignificant.

But what if ten or even dozens of lasers are focused on one person at the same time?

Even the powerful Black Stone Fortress in space eventually had its shield pierced by the light gathered by human weapons, didn't it?

What you traitors are wearing is nothing more than obsolete power armor. The weapons in our hands can easily penetrate it!

"Cadia has given us everything we have. It is our home and the land where countless Cadians have stood for generations!"

"They want to ravage our homes, keep us under their feet, break our bones and spines, and make us bow our knees!"

"But that's impossible! We are Cadians, children of Cadia with bones harder than steel! We are not born to kneel! So we will teach them a lesson!"

“Cadia stands tall!!!”

The will of mortals continues to surge and churn in the warp, and the tearing vortex it gathers is so strong that even the ancient demons in the warp cannot approach it.

A cold and brilliant sun is silently watching this place, and all demons can feel the anger of the sun gradually gathering.

Black and red flames of revenge burned everywhere in the warp, burning all those filthy beings who intended to pour malice on humanity into ashes.

Even the Four Gods could only choose to wait and watch silently at this moment.

Reaching out now is seeking death.

Anyone who dares to raise a hand will have the Emperor chop it off...

No one will win this Black Crusade, not even the Four Gods, because the moment the Eye of Terror infinitely amplifies their power.

The power of the Emperor will also be infinitely amplified.

This simply puts the human empire on another path.

This was not the scene the four gods wanted to see.

They just want to continue this great game that has become interesting again with the arrival of Sandles.

So they needed to make the Emperor believe that he could save the Empire at the right moment to prevent this guy from directly turning the table.

But Abaddon's actions undoubtedly put them completely in opposition to the Emperor at this moment, with no possibility of confusion.

However, what happens in the subspace is not known to people in the real universe.