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

Even if his father gave him the World Breaker.

"Some people who cannot be our brothers, no matter how much they pretend to be like us, we can still recognize them."

"Compared to us, they are more like the shadows of those Alphas."

So it was them... a group of guys who lurked in other people's ranks and spread rumors in order to disrupt their command.

I still have impressions of them in my memory.

Although not much, there are definitely some.

"How did you discover their identities? From what I know, those Alphas should be very good at hiding."

"No matter how hard they try, they can't possibly remember the traditions of their time in Cthulhu. They don't even know what a mirror coin is."

Mirror Coin...

Hearing this word, Abaddon's thoughts fell into a brief memory. He still remembered that his first mirror coin was given to him in person by his father when he joined the Moon Wolves.

It was used to reward him for refusing to obey his biological father's incomprehensible Cthulhu coming-of-age ceremony for the sake of his comrades.

In fact, I am no longer worthy of this mirror coin from my father.

"What should we do? Clean them all up, or..."

"Since they intend to overthrow our control, let us proceed according to Cthonian tradition and gather everyone in the hall of Blackstone Fortress."

Abaddon grabbed the string of mirror coins from his waist and carefully placed them in a storage box.

Until he has cleansed himself of all his sins, he is no longer qualified to wear these mirror coins.

"Is it a showdown or something?"

"There's no duel now, only a fight to the death. They won't let us atone for our sins, at least not that Erebus."

Abaddon now knows who is behind all this. Only Erebus would pursue them so relentlessly.

That damn thing will definitely come in person. What I failed to do on the Spirit of Vengeance must be made up for today.

Turning around, Abaddon took the lead and walked towards the most crowded hall inside the Blackstone Fortress.

That's where all the idiots inspired by the Alphas gather.

"Abaddon has abandoned us! He is no longer qualified to lead us!"

"He believed the Empire's lies and intended to use our lives to achieve his own personal goals!"

Such familiar words, have I heard them there before?

The closer he got to the hall, the more Abaddon could hear the words he had shouted.

When he shouted these words, he felt that he was absolutely right.

But now it seemed that these words had once again turned into boomerangs and hit him on the head.

"You think you can overthrow me? I'm the successor chosen by my father himself! I'm the one who inherited the will of the Wolf Shepherd God who died on the planet Davin!"

"You are a weaver of lies! You are trying to lead us into a trap set by those Imperial lackeys!"

I have to say that these Alphas are really good at motivating people.

At least in Abaddon's eyes, these guys didn't look like Alphas, but more like the fanatical lunatics of the Word Bearers.

"If I'm the editor of these lies, then what are you? Are you the manipulators who encourage these people to act as cannon fodder?!"

A group of followers quickly emerged from behind Abaddon, including a whole team of fully armed Terminators.

These people are the last trump cards he has.

Seeing that the situation was about to become tense, even the originally noisy voices in the hall fell silent at this moment.

Some of them were indeed instigated to the point of losing their minds and intending to raise weapons against Abaddon.

But there are still some who are waiting and watching, they don't know what Abaddon is trying to do.

"You have no right to talk to me. I know that guy Erebus is here. Tell him to get out. I have something to discuss with him!"

Abaddon knew that Erebus would not give up the Black Stone Fortress easily, as it was his capital to win over Huron.

As long as he still controls Blackrock Fortress, Erebus will definitely come to face him.

Just as Abaddon was about to shout again, the figure that instantly filled him with rage walked out from the shadows.

His face was covered with evil god runes, and his power armor was covered with pages made of human skin, and the words on them were continuously spreading malice from the subspace to the surroundings.

Almost everyone was deliberately avoiding Erebus's path, but there were still some irrational figures following him.

This guy who had done so many bad things and even had his name stolen finally appeared before his eyes again.

At this moment, it was just like the scene when Erebus backstabbed Loken and tried to continue to seduce him while they were looking at each other from a distance.

"You still chose to believe the words of those false emperor's lackeys. Horus is long dead, killed by the Emperor's hands."

"No, my father died at the hands of the Four Gods. Even the nemesis blade that stabbed him to death was created by the Four Gods."

Abaddon suppressed his inner anger, the Claw of Horus on his right hand was crackling, and the power field on it was now activated again.

And the World Breaker that his father gave him, the power hammer that symbolizes the will of the Moon Wolf, was also held in his left hand at this moment.

Arcs of blue light pulsed, and this weapon, reforged by the Emperor's hands, was eager to smash a huge hole in the head of Erebus, the source of all this sorrow.

In the hall, the Word Bearers and Alphas who came with Erebus were confronting Abaddon's followers.

Even those who had been in the hall from the beginning, watching silently, began to line up in groups.

Some of them have seen through Erebus's true nature.

This guy is a scumbag who is so rotten that he can't be any worse. He is a jerk who may kick the person next to him into the abyss of no return at any time.

As Abaddon once let slip, the bastard even stole his name.

"Does this scene look familiar to you? When I stabbed Loken to death, you and I stood facing each other like this."

"He tried to persuade you to go back with tears in his eyes, but you chose to refuse, right?"

"You actively embraced the Warp. I shouldn't need to remind you of that."

Erebus had a playful smile on his face.

Everything Abaddon had done before was now a sharp knife that could tear off pieces of his flesh.

Abaddon denied his past, but it had left an indelible mark on him.

Loken's death will always be the biggest thorn in Abaddon's heart.

If used properly, he could drive this thorn into Abaddon's heart.

Vicious thoughts kept emerging in Erebus's mind, and he seemed to have come up with a plan that could drive these so-called Sons of Horus completely crazy.

And all it would take is one more moment of weakness on the part of Abaddon.

"I deeply regret not accepting Loken's advice and instead trusting the words of a bastard like you."

"I admit that I was self-degrading. I also admit everything I did and the consequences."

"Over the past ten thousand years, countless people have lost their lives because of my actions. I deserve death."

"But before I truly die, I must use this remaining life to atone for my mistakes!"

Under the gazes of everyone in the hall, Abaddon and Erebus launched a joint charge, the scene of Loken's death still vivid in their minds.

But now, Abaddon intends to make another choice.

Loken's death had indeed become the biggest thorn in his heart, and the final Moon Wolf saw that he would fall into depravity.

But he was still willing to try to persuade himself.

"Even if you fight me with swords, Loken will not be able to come back alive. He has long since become a demon in the warp."

The greatsword of Erebus collided violently with the Worldbreaker in Abaddon's hand. The revenge battle that had not broken out in the past was made up today, ten thousand years later.

Anger was boiling in his chest, and the World Breaker in his hand was constantly swinging and attacking.

Even Erebus, the dark apostle with the power of four gods, felt that he could not face Abaddon's crazy attack at this moment.

At this moment, he only felt that Abaddon in front of him was like a madman, who would hardly avoid his attacks at all, as if he was seeking death.

The power exerted by his left hand made the World Breaker invincible. If he had not intentionally guided the direction of the attack, the weapon in his hand that came from the subspace would have been broken in the previous confrontation.

"Loken really can't come back to life. The thorn he left in my heart has brought back to life the person who should have died!"

Abaddon found an opportunity and used the Claw of Horus in his right hand to cut several wounds on Erebus' body so deep that the bone was visible.

This powerful weapon, descended from Horus, still possesses considerable power.

The pain made Erebus lose his mind, and he swung the sword in his hand towards Abaddon's neck, while his mouth, which should have been torn apart, kept spewing blasphemous spells.

The energy of the Warp converges within the Blackstone Fortress, intending to tear the veil between the real universe and the Warp.

But soon, Erebus seemed to have encountered something terrible and wanted to stop the situation from continuing.

Unfortunately, in the end, the situation was no longer under his control.

The veil between the two worlds was indeed torn, but what emerged was not the demonic army summoned by Erebus.

The dull sound of footsteps echoed in the noisy hall, and the cursed army burning with black flames stepped out from the rift between the two worlds.

They stared with anger at all the fallen who followed Erebus, and in an instant they spewed equally flaming bombs and molten streams of heat at these self-depraved people.

The tallest figure smashed a Word Bearer into pieces with just one hammer. The terrifying power was so strong that all the Fallen present could not resist it.

The already large number of Fallen suffered a horrific blow. This sudden attack force disrupted all their deployments.

The most important thing is that any attack seems to have no effect on these guys wrapped in black flames.

Even powerful warp spells will be completely destroyed by the opponent's terrible resistance.

Erebus watched all this in horror. The script did not seem to unfold as he expected. The thread of fate was forcibly changed by a tyrannical force.

The chaos of the battle distracted Erebus, and Abaddon took advantage of this opportunity.

The Worldbreaker, which had been accumulating power for a long time, swung from bottom to top and hit Erebus's breastplate directly. The terrifying force knocked the latter directly into the air, and the spikes penetrated the power armor and pierced into the flesh of his chest.

"I should have done this earlier. Because of my mistake, you have lived for ten thousand more years!"

"I will not die. The Four Gods will revive me. Everything you did today was in vain."

"Then I will kill you again and again until the day you can no longer be resurrected."

This heavy blow made Erebus completely unable to resist. The greatsword from the warp in his hand was broken by Abaddon's hammer, and the bones of his legs were also crushed into pieces by Abaddon's feet.

Looking at the guy lying on the ground, Abaddon's anger was still boiling in his heart.

I wish I could have made the same choices as I did today.

"Do you think you can become the Luna Wolf you once were? You're just running away!"

"Even if you kill me, you can't deny all this. All these sins are the result of your own choices!"

"You had the opportunity to leave with Loken, but you chose to refuse."

"You had the chance to kill me back then, but you still chose to fall. Don't kid yourself... Ugh!!"

Abaddon did not wait for Erebus to finish his words. Instead, he smashed Erebus's two arms and grabbed the bastard's head with the Claw of Horus.

He didn't start the power stance.

Dying under the power stance was too easy for Erebus.

Just when Abaddon was about to crush Erebus's head, a cursed Astartes holding a flamethrower suddenly walked up to him, and then aimed the flamethrower at Erebus and spewed out black and red flames of revenge.

The Dark Apostle's wails echoed in the hall, and the power of hatred and destruction continued to destroy his body.

Even if the true nature of the Dark Apostle is in the hands of the Four Gods, such pain has a real effect on Erebus's current soul.

Erebus's body was reduced to ashes in the flames, but the flames of revenge will burn forever in his soul.

Perhaps in the future, the Four Gods will extinguish the flames in Erebus's soul.

But now, he has to endure this torture.

After watching Erebus turn into a ball of fine ash, the Cursed Astartes holding the flamethrower decided to leave.

Looking at his back, Abaddon suddenly felt familiar, and when he saw the round mirror coins hanging around his waist, he realized who this Cursed Astartes was who had burned Erebus alive with him.

"Lorcan...is that you?"

The Cursed Astartes, whose name was called, did not speak, but looked at Abaddon silently. There was anger, hatred, compassion, and all kinds of complex emotions in his eyes.