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

"Don't think you can be forgiven so easily. The sins you've committed must be atoneed for through fighting. Compared to those stubborn traitors, you are much luckier."

"The Blackstone Fortress will be returned to you. In exchange, you must stay near Baal and help the Blood Angels fight the Zerg."

Abaddon didn't care about what Sandales said.

The Black Legion is likely to disobey his command at this moment, and they may choose someone else as their leader.

You will become an abandoned person, a person nailed to the pillar of shame.

"Did you hear what I said?"

Abaddon fell silent and turned his back to Sandales.

"Hey, give me an answer. It's your turn to get on board."

Abaddon still did not intend to answer Sandales.

But he soon realized that something was wrong, because a sense of malice attacked him from behind and spread throughout his body.

The moment he turned his head, a hammer was swinging towards his head.

"Abaddon, if you want a beating, just say so!"

The tone of voice was clearly not that of Sandales!

The father took over the body? ?

Due to Abaddon's bad attitude, Horus thought he had to have a good talk with him himself.

But he is not as gentle as Sanguinius and Sandales.

He adheres to the Cthulhu tradition, which is the most direct and effective "performance" art.

You may not understand verbal art, but you can always understand performance art!

Seeing that the hammer was about to hit his head, Abaddon fell back and watched the power hammer pass by his nose.

"Aren't you just worried that they won't obey your orders anymore? Then do it!"

"You are the children of Cthonia! Everything you have in the future will not be given to you by others, but you have to fight for it yourself!"

"You are the captain of the first company who inherited my last wish. If they don't obey, you will beat them until they obey!"

"Only the truly strong can lead others to a better future. This is why I rebelled against the Emperor, and this is also the spirit I wanted to entrust to you!"

Abaddon stared with wide eyes at his father who had taken over control of his body.

This was the first time he heard his father express his wish for him to inherit his spirit.

"Back then on Planet Daven, when I was dying, I wanted to tell you this, but unfortunately, I no longer have the chance."

"But it's not too late to make up for it now... Abaddon, listen to me, we are the children of Cthonia. No Cthonia will kneel at the feet of others to desire what they want."

"If you want to be the new Chapter Master, then go and get it. If they don't obey, then beat them into submission."

"The name of the Son of Horus belongs to the will of Horus, and only the strongest can inherit it!"

Horus swung his hammer and smashed it next to Abaddon's head...

Then he turned around and released his grip on the hammer handle.

"Before I go to Baal to see you again, you had better have defeated them and regained command of the Sons of Horus Chapter. Then, I will let you challenge me once more."

"You can prove to them now that you are capable of leading the Sons of Horus again, and you will also need to prove to me that you are capable of leading them."

"I will confiscate the Draconian. In exchange, I will give you the Worldbreaker."

"Except for the Blood Angels, no one can find you now. Hurry up and get on board. Wait for me to come back to you in the Baal system."

Abaddon just stared blankly at his father who had his back to him.

In fact, his father has always been extremely partial to him, and he has known it from the beginning to the end.

Even though he had done such cruel things to his brothers in the past, his father still just beat him up and let the matter go.

If it were any other legion, the Primarch would have simply killed his offspring who did such a thing.

But his father did not take his life, but just wanted to bring him back to the right path.

My father would not simply exchange the Worldbreaker with me for Draconian, but would make his position clear to other competitors.

Unless someone else can defeat Abaddon, he is the one his father truly recognizes as capable of leading the Sons of Horus Chapter.

Even now, my father still favors me.

Sandales and Sanguinius also watched through their bodies' vision what Horus did for Abaddon.

Even they have to admit one thing.

Compared to the Emperor who now sits on the Golden Throne, Horus is more like a loving yet strict real father.

Perhaps the reason why the Emperor favored Horus so much was because he saw his own shadow in this guy.

"Compared to Horus, you seem a little too doting on your children. You don't act like a father at all."

"What do you mean? You might as well explain it more clearly."

Sanguinius's originally lightly clenched palms suddenly became stiff. He always felt that what Sandales was going to say next would not be good.

If this brother dares to say something weird, I will have to teach him a lesson.

He was reluctant to beat his own offspring, but this was not the first time he had beaten his brothers.

Sandales did not notice Sanguinius's eyes and small movements that wanted to hit someone, thinking that the other party was still watching the touching drama between Horus and Abaddon, the father and son.

So without any guard at all, he just said what he wanted to say.

"You're more like a mother..."

At this moment, everything was silent.

But Sanguinius knew that it was only the calm before the storm.

"Sandris, come here. I've noticed some flaws in your combat skills. Let me help you correct them."

What happened in the Sea of Souls naturally did not affect Horus. He just silently turned his back to his offspring.

If we talk about disappointment, he was indeed disappointed with Abaddon.

He had never expected that his most promising offspring would turn the former legion into what it is today.

But if he had to give up, he would not give up Abaddon, or any of his offspring.

The reason why Abaddon disappointed himself was that he chose to give up his blood brothers between Chaos Demons and his blood brothers.

But as a father, he would never give up on his offspring.

No matter how far Abaddon goes on the wrong path, he must beat Abaddon back to the right path.

"I want you to lead the Sons of Horus to help defend Baal. You don't need to send ground troops, just rely on the fleet and the Blackstone Fortress to fight."

"You owe it to these loyalists."

"As children of Cthonia, we must repay what we owe."

"get out."

Abaddon stood up again, glanced down at the Worldbreaker beside him, then quickly grabbed the hammer handle and picked it up.

Then he immediately swung it behind him, because he knew that his real father would never let him take the World Breaker.

As I just said, no Csonian will accept charity from others, even if today's weapons were stolen from his father!

As expected, the moment Abaddon picked up the Worldbreaker, Horus immediately swung the Sword of Hope and attacked Abaddon.

The Sword of Hope did not catch fire, and Abaddon did not activate the power potential of the Power Hammer at all.

The father and son continued to clash with their weapons until Horus deliberately exposed a flaw, allowing Abaddon to knock him down with the Claw of Horus in his right hand, and then watched this son who had once again embarked on the right path run away.

"Abaddon, you stole my things today! I'll remember this. Sooner or later, I'll come back to you!"

"Come if you have the ability. Only the strongest can get what they want! Besides, the former Horus died on the planet Davin. I will lead my brothers to rebuild the former legion!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Horus was extremely happy at this time.

Because he knew that the former Son of Horus had returned.

No one knows what this Son of Horus refers to.

Perhaps it was because of the legion's numerous descendants, countless honors, and its invincibility in battles across the country.

Perhaps he could be the true descendant of the deceased Wolf God, the son from Cthonia who inherited the Wolf God's will on the planet Davin.

But perhaps there is another possibility, which is that it is both.

But what exactly it means, perhaps only Horus himself knows.

But Horus just lay on the ground and slowly closed his eyes.

His last wish has been fulfilled...

"Are you done yet?! If you are, come back and help me! Sanguinius wants to kill me!"

"Ten thousand years ago, none of my brothers dared to say that I looked like my mother, but I never expected that one of them would dare to say it ten thousand years later!"

"Calm down, I'm just speaking from my heart!"

"Stop talking nonsense and come face me!!"

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Chapter 1: Forever Atoning for Your Sins in This Life (Abaddon Extra)

(In response to readers' comments, I've sped up the coding of a new chapter. Thank you very much for your suggestions.)

(If you have other opinions, please feel free to raise them and I will try my best to consider them.)

(This chapter is a separate extra story. The timeline is that Blackstone Fortress has reached the Baal system, and Sandiles has reached Macragge. It does not follow the current main plot timeline.)

"Can we return to the Empire?"

"No."

"Did Father forgive us?"

"No."

"Then can we regain the name of the Luna Wolf?"

"I do not know."

Three consecutive questions ruthlessly shattered all their fantasies.

They thought Abaddon was allowed to see his father because his father had forgiven them.

But now it seems that my father has not forgiven me at all.

"So what should we do next? We can't go back to the Empire, and that damned Erebus has treated us as discarded tools."

"If we keep drifting like this, where are we going?"

The few people who once had a say in the Legion were standing in the control room of Blackrock Fortress with Abaddon. They did not receive any good news, nor did they get any answer that they were forgiven.

In fact, even they know it.

What he had done over the past ten thousand years could never be forgiven, but he still held onto an impossible fantasy.

"The Legion has been shattered once again. The warbands we once gathered have now left one by one, and we have become rootless."

A relatively calm veteran described the current situation of the Legion to Abaddon. Their top priority was to decide what to do next and resolve the internal situation that had already caused conflicts.

"During the long process of personnel replenishment, the Legion has infiltrated some people who shouldn't have been there. They are spreading all kinds of destabilizing information within the Legion, intending to overturn our control."

All the information was laid out before Abaddon like a creed, and the latter was trying hard to sort it out one by one.

After all, I am not a father.

When faced with many contradictory but interrelated things, he still needs to think.

The legion was broken for the second time, and civil strife was imminent.

"Can you confirm who is spreading the rumors?"

Abaddon's somewhat dejected voice spread throughout the control room. He had not yet recovered from the shadow of his father's harsh criticism.