I am the magnetic field maniac

If the Eye of Terror had not opened, this place would have been just an area that would be breached sooner or later.

An empire with a primarch and an empire without a primarch are two completely different things... The power gathered by the former can kill Abaddon with a single punch!

He also knew how insignificant his appeal and cohesion as a Warmaster was compared to a Primarch, and that only one of the three Primarchs would be enough to blast Abaddon apart! !

But Abaddon had no choice, he had no other option but to meet the enemy.

The Black Legion is now a banner and a target of the rebellion, and Warmaster Abaddon is the one who must die!

"Kayan, we must fight, because we have nothing but fighting!"

Abaddon stepped down from his father's former throne and walked in front of Khayon, a tall shadow looming over him, and said in a throat-tearing voice...

"Moriana's prophecy has come true. We are only one step away from tearing apart the Corpse King's empire! Cadia is right there. As long as we destroy them, everything will be fine!"

Khayon's lips moved slightly, looking at the nearly insane Abaddon, and said sadly...

"No, Abaddon, it won't get better."

"Even if the human empire will be torn apart in the next moment, we will have no future. Abaddon, a force, a powerful force different from psionic power is awakening... and those primarchs have divine power beyond your imagination and mine."

"Even if we destroy Cadia and tear open the Great Rift, we will only face the slaughter of one or more Primarchs..."

"Magnetic field power, huh?" Abaddon snorted sarcastically.

"Kayan, do you really think I'm an old man with dementia sitting on the toilet? I know the news, and I know the power, but this doesn't prevent us from having the possibility of victory!"

At this point, Abaddon paused for a few seconds and said meaningfully...

"Kayon, you and Ahriman went to Comoros. I heard from those demons what happened there. Has the Eldar Empire really been restored?"

Kayan nodded slowly

"The Alien Empire..." Abaddon muttered in disgust. This combination of words reminded him of the former Randan.

"Can we win them over?"

But despite his disgust, Abaddon still raised his questions from a practical point of view - he actually didn't mind cooperating with the aliens, he was a pragmatic Chaos warlord like Huron, but all he got in return was Khayon's silence.

It's impossible, absolutely impossible. Not to mention the natural enemy relationship between the Eldar and Chaos, even if the Eldar Empire can cooperate, it should cooperate with the Human Empire.

"It looks like we have one more enemy." Abaddon grinned.

"Very good, the hypocritical Corpse King and his alien allies are coming to destroy us, which makes our cause even more just..."

"You still think you can win?" Khayon growled.

"After knowing so many dangers and so many enemies, Abaddon, you still want to tell me that you can win!"

"Because we have no other choice but to win!" Aba roared fiercely. He pulled up Kayang and roared with a ferocious face...

"Khayon, tell me! What choice do we have but to fight! The moment we raise the flag of rebellion, the moment the first flame that will tear the galaxy apart is ignited, do we still have a choice? Either accept death, or win!"

"There is no place for us in the universe anymore! Whether it's Chaos or Empire, we can only carve out our own path!"

Khayon remained silent. He just broke away from Abaddon's hand and said bitterly...

"Then Warmaster, I may have to withdraw from your crusade... Ahriman needs my help. We need to restore all the brothers of the Red Letter. And... I want to take my sister with me."

Ka Yang didn't know what kind of mentality he had to say such words, but he was indeed ashamed, very ashamed.

Even though Abaddon obviously betrayed Khayon once, to Khayon, Abaddon was still the good brother who once led him to break into Comoros.

But he did not lie, Ahriman needed him, the Thousand Sons who were harmed by the Red Letter needed to be restored, and Khayon, who had made a deal with the Eldar, could no longer participate in Abaddon's expedition.

He even wanted to take his sister away, who had now become the sister of the flagship machine spirit of the Spirit of Vengeance, and completely withdraw from this war.

Khayon didn't know what the future would be like, because he was sure that the Empire would never accept him. And he had no intention of being loyal to the corrupt Empire. Perhaps he, Ahriman, and the remaining Thousand Sons would leave the Eye of Terror and go to other places where the light of the Astronomican could not reach.

Logically speaking, Khayon owed Abaddon nothing. But for making such a request, Khayon still felt ashamed.

Abaddon narrowed his eyes, and the Claw of Horus in his hand rubbed lightly against the floor of the Soul of Vengeance. Countless whispers came to Khayon's ears, and he even saw a twisted chaos demon hovering around Abaddon, ready to devour anyone he wanted!

"can."

Just as Khayon was about to take action, he received an unbelievable answer from Abaddon.

He raised his head in disbelief, but Abaddon just responded expressionlessly...

"Take your sister and leave my flagship! Khayon, you owe me another debt that you can't repay!"

"I will repay this debt, Warmaster."

Khayon bowed slightly to Abaddon, and then left here in disappointment. Abaddon squinted his eyes and stared at Khayon's back, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"I will not let any betrayer go, Warmaster."

A mechanical, cold and rational voice sounded in the bridge, and the next moment, the metal in front of Abaddon flashed with hellish molten light, and then, surrounded by countless pipes, it formed a huge... monster.

A metal body, a grotesque head that looks like a furnace, and demonic horns pointing forward.

He has a pair of blade wings made of metal and gears, his left hand is a claw made of five precise and sharp engineering knives, and his left hand holds an ancient scepter that looks like a war hammer...

He looked like a demon, but his hunched body and metal-covered appearance clearly did not make him belong to any of the Four Gods.

"Vashtor..." Abaddon stared at this demigod of the Warp, the god of dark machinery, the lord of the Soul Forge!

He was an ally chosen by Abaddon before the Thirteenth Black Crusade. Different from the Four Chaos Gods, even though they were both gods... the meaning and essence represented by Vashtor were still trustworthy to Abaddon.

He symbolizes the result of the unbridled development of technology. He is the master worshipped by the Dark Mechanicus... Therefore, he pays more attention to the fulfillment of the contract than any other person or god.

Of course, another major reason for cooperating with him is because he is weak enough!

Although he represents an extremely powerful concept, Vashtor is still just a demigod with very little experience in the warp.

Not to mention competing with the Four Gods, there is a high probability that he cannot defeat the powerful demon.

Vashtor's strength has never been in his power, but in his "skills".

"Khayon is an emotional and foolish man. This is just a trivial price to pay. I can gain the respect of this great psyker who already doesn't trust me, and also prepare for the possibility in the future."

Abaddon looked at his ally and calmly gave the answer. Just like what he said, since he knew that Khayon would not stay to help him, instead of turning against him, it would be better to do him a favor. This is what he learned from Huron.

"It doesn't matter, but Vashtor, where is what I want?"

"It's already been prepared."

Following Vashtor's voice, a burning portal opened in front of Abaddon, and he stepped into it without a doubt... and then he came to a dark and ancient building.

Everywhere was filled with pale green runes and light, with structures that were twisted, distorted, and weird at angles and geometries that were incomprehensible to humans.

This is Blackstone Fortress, the ultimate weapon that Abaddon is going to use to destroy Cadia!

But that is now in the past. After learning about the changes in the galaxy, Abaddon has already hatched a new plan.

He followed Vashtor to a deeper place, where a huge soul furnace appeared before the Warmaster!

One after another, huge demon engines emerged from the pool of liquid metal...

The metal plates emitting boiling etheric steam foreshadow what kind of evil spirits and horrors these things harbor!

As the wielder of the Soul Furnace, Vashtor is the forger of those twisted and blasphemous demonic weapons.

He is responsible for playing a kind of intermediary role in the warp space...

Introduce those who are defeated but dare not return to the Four Gods Realm to be reborn to the Dark Mechanicus who are eager for war machines... and then use these disciples as middlemen to sell them to Chaos warlords who need weapons.

The value of such a huge factory that can automatically produce Demon Engines is extremely high...even Chaos tycoons like Abaddon and Huron would be envious!

But it's clear that this is more than just a place to produce demon engines.

Because these twisted and terrifying killers have changed their appearance a lot... In addition to the blasphemous runes and dripping blood on their bodies, their shapes are more and more like... iron birds?

"Using the knowledge of the Unfinished God, I have integrated the power of magnetic field rotation into the demon engine."

Vashtor's voice is full of the collision of iron and fire, a contradictory combination of cruelty and coldness...

"The so-called Yafei has now become a metal weapon that can accommodate more demons. Those newly born magnetic field demons in the Supreme Heaven will get a metal war body that matches them. And Warmaster, these weapons will enable you to obtain the victory you want."

"Very good, very good!"

Abaddon looked at the war machines overflowing with magnetic field power with greed and satisfaction. Breathing the smell of ozone, Abaddon's eyes were full of desire for victory!

That fool Khayon, who knows what kind of power he possesses! With the help of these magnetic demon engines, he will loudly announce that the era of the Primarch is over! !

"I must warn you, Warmaster."

Seeing Abaddon so complacent, Vashtor promptly poured a basin of cold water on him and said lightly...

"The Eldar Empire also possesses similar technology. In the final analysis, our technology all comes from the pleasure of the Unfinished God. And my intelligence network tells me that the Necrons are also planning something... If all causes and effects converge on Cadia, then that war..."

"No problem!" Abaddon grinned.

"Since we are about to have a war that surpasses everything, let's not leave any hope for the worst! And I also have a hunch that in the next war, there may be no winners or losers..."

"Since I have seen the result of failure, I might as well give it my all! It's better to lose everything than for only me to lose!"

Vashtor said no more words and melted away, leaving only Abaddon's wild laughter in the molten fire.

120. Magnetic Field Beast

Leviathan's tentacles extend from the endless sky to the boundless ocean. It is the great devourer from outside the galaxy and the demon of all living things.

The Tyranids are known for their powerful combat qualities, terrifying numbers, merciless soldiers, and their ability to evolve without weaknesses.

They are almost the most perfect war species among all races, even the greenskins cannot compare to them.

If we have to point out a disadvantage, it is probably that their marching speed is relatively slow because they rely on gravity nodes.

They rarely have the opportunity to appear on the galactic stage, but every time they appear, it will inevitably bring endless death.

But this time, the war in the east of the galaxy declared a collective defeat for the Terrans.

grumble! !

The sharp screams resounded throughout the deep space, spreading across a distance of light years on the power of electromagnetic waves!

A massive hive carrier disintegrated in the void, and this also indicated that this was the force that had almost destroyed Macragge...

At the same time, the destruction of Hive Fleet Perseus, which took away the limbs and left eye of Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar.

And what kind of military force was able to cause all this and easily destroy billions of insect swarms?

There were only a hundred troops.

Yes, there were only a hundred monsters, spreading their wings in the dark void, soaring like dragons, but making strange screams!

It was these monsters that destroyed an entire secondary hive fleet. Only a hundred of them accomplished such an incredible feat and achieved the goal of an apocalyptic-level battle.

Among these one hundred monsters, several hideous-looking Dark Eldar warships were hovering in the void. There was no doubt that they were the ones who controlled and released these monsters.

"Very good, the swarm samples required by the Grand Master have been extracted."

Valosian looked at the large number of Zerg samples that were contained in the sub-plane, and a cruel smile appeared on his pale face under his helmet...

No matter how many times he had seen him, he was always amazed by the Grand Master's amazing wisdom!

Those one hundred monsters were biological weapons developed by Grandmaster Ji based on the magic god's amazing technology. They were a group of dragons specifically designed to replace warships to complete void combat objectives - the Black Eclipse Dragons!

Compared to the original demons, the wings of these black dragons allow them to have a super-strong flying speed in the void that is no less than that of the sickle missile. Although their own traffic has been weakened to a certain extent, each of them has a stable minimum destructive power of 500,000 horsepower!

The war in the void does not require the complete convergence of the realm. The destructive power of 500,000 horses plus the traffic blessing enables each black dragon to have the ability to easily blast open the void shield of a battleship!

In contrast, in addition to their super speed, the defense and recovery capabilities of these Black Eclipse Dragons are even more amazing.

Just like the magnetic field power itself, the "versatility" of these magnetic field weapons is also terrifying. They are biological weapons with destructive power, mobility, defense and self-recovery capabilities, and they don't even need to eat. Such a perfect thing, I'm afraid only the ancient saints can create it! !

Valosian looked at the black dragons with longing, his hands trembling slightly, because it was power and desire that were at work.

They, the Eldar, have already mastered such a terrifying weapon, and based on the production speed of the Blood Orcs... they will soon be able to build a force strong enough to conquer any part of the galaxy!

They will tear apart the humans, trample the orcs, crush the undead, and rebuild the entire eldar empire!!!

Valosian's thoughts raced with the powerful force he held in his hands, but he did not delay the work at hand.

After ensuring that all the biomass required by the Grand Master was contained, Valosian immediately ordered the opening of the Webway portal.

The door opened, and a sharp whistle sounded from the battleship...

After receiving the signal, the black dragons immediately screamed and rushed into the webway.

Valosian and his fleet left with it, but they did not notice that the tentacles of the dead hive mothership were struggling to move, slowly rolling up a part of the body of a killed Black Dragon and swallowing it into its stomach.

The Queen of the Hive used the last of her biomass to complete the analysis of the sample, and then died completely.

Then, a message spread instantly to the programs of the Queen's brains of other Zerg hives in the galaxy in the form of quantum waves that transcend light.