I am the magnetic field maniac

How could the great Warmaster fall to such a pathetic state?

Abaddon witnessed the end of Horus' life, his sanity torn apart by the power of the Four Gods...

Only the soul with nothing but appearance is left, hanging on the pathetic appearance of having only a body.

Apart from strength, Horus was useless at that time. All his former greatness and glory were gone...

All that was left was a pitiful shell that was manipulated like a puppet by the power of the evil god.

Abaddon had regretted more than once why he sent his injured father to that temple.

He did not regret following Horus in his rebellion, because he was willing to wield the sword against anyone as long as it was his idolized father, Abaddon... However, he absolutely did not want Horus to end up in such a pathetic state!

Later, the Emperor's Children cloned a new Horus from the body of Horus they had taken from the Luna Wolves.

But he was by no means the father Abaddon knew.

Even if he had regained consciousness, even if he had collapsed and wanted to lead his rebellious offspring back to the empire to atone for his sins -

From the moment he was torn apart by the four gods, Horus was no more.

Abaddon killed the false father himself, even though he might have actually carried a fragment of Horus, but Abaddon still did it.

The rebellion had begun, and he could not stop, either for his own sake or for the sake of his brothers who had perished in the Eye of Terror.

From that day on, Abaddon had a deep hatred for Chaos, and he vowed never to fall into the same miserable state as Horus.

but……

Abaddon, isn't he just a pitiful clown?

Through the soul fragments of Horus and the partial memories of the Father of Genes, Abaddon saw himself as nothing more than a clown.

What's the point of doing it for the brothers in his former legion? Abaddon was obviously doing it for himself.

I don't want to pass away worthlessly like dust, I don't want to become a pile of dry bones after a failed rebellion, and I don't want my awareness to be in vain.

He kept claiming to resist fate, but from the moment Abaddon stepped into the Eye of Terror, he was controlled by fate.

Becoming a Warmaster is the result of Chaos guiding one's destiny. As a Warmaster, how can Abaddon be qualified to say that he wants to get rid of Chaos?

The so-called use of chaos was nothing more than specious arguments and foolish fantasies, and now, he was deeply trapped in the manipulation of the gods...

He did not become a puppet of the gods, but that was only because he did not have that value -

Abaddon is an interesting toy, but compared to Horus...

He thinks that being free is the most fun thing about him as a toy.

"Fugen, I'm going to blast you apart!!"

Abaddon roared and charged forward again, this time his speed was more than a hundred times faster than before... and more importantly, Horus behind him also made the same move!

The claw of Horus grabbed Fulgrim's head again, and the shocked Fulgrim only had time to raise his weapon to block!

But if he can block one, can he block the second attack?

Horus's dotted line wielded the same power claws, flashing with terrifying thunder and grabbing towards Fulgrim deadly and violently!

Just as the sharp claws were about to tear open Fugen's chest, Fugen had no choice but to use his strength to attack the Armor of Destiny and retreat at an extremely fast speed!

He retreated into another space in the Blackrock Fortress, and in the ever-changing mystery, he cut into another pool of fire burning with molten lava.

And Abaddon appeared here almost at the same time.

For the Warmaster who possesses the Eyes of Darkness, even if the Blackrock Fortress instinctively rejects him, he can still make use of everything here.

He might not be able to expel Fulgrim, but he could ensure that Fulgrim would never leave here...

Abaddon roared wildly and attacked with his magic sword wielding like a berserker who believed in Khorne!

Draconian once again let out a terrifying scream that horrified his soul... and he and Horus attacked Fulgrim from the left and right.

Father, you are on the left and I am on the right!

In the terrifying offensive that followed, Abaddon seemed to have a mental connection with Horus.

No, it was a call from the soul. He and Abaddon even surpassed the so-called telepathy!

"Cuck!!"

Fugen vomited blood and quickly fell into a disadvantage after a series of attacks!

Gulp, what should I do? What should I do next?

Fulgrim was thinking, trying hard to think amidst the continuous attacks from Abaddon and Horus...but at this moment, the whispers of the devil came to his soul again.

"Look at you, so disheveled and so imperfect."

"You should merge with me. Only in this way can we become perfect..."

The demon's whispers made Fulgrim's mind even more unfocused. He and Abaddon broke through countless levels of the Blackstone Fortress. The double torture of body and mind almost drove Fulgrim crazy.

But he still seized the opportunity to win.

It's just an insignificant word, not perfect. How can there be anything perfect in this world?

Fulgrim was inspired by these irrelevant words and discovered Abaddon's weakness!

The more he fought, the more powerful and solid the Horus he summoned became... and Abaddon, on the other hand, became more "illusory".

Not only that, the Draconian in Abaddon's hand was also held in Horus' hand without his knowledge.

Upon realizing this, Fugen's eyes lit up, and he swung his flaming sword violently... Instantly, he created a rain of flaming swords that covered the entire area in this dark layer!

He did not expect such an attack to defeat Abaddon... But when Abaddon shattered the sea of ​​fire, Fulgrim laughed...

"Should I call you Abaddon... or Horus?"

Abaddon was shocked. Fulgrim's words seemed to ring a thunder in his heart, and it was this instant that made him go from victory to defeat!

Of course he knew that he shouldn't have any extra thoughts in front of a powerful enemy...but the mind and the soul were so closely connected.

When Abaddon found that the illusory Horus was gradually gaining the upper hand, when he found that even Draconian was gradually slipping out of his control, when he found that the mockery of the four gods existed in his heart.

A strong feeling of disgust and rejection burst out from his mind unconsciously.

"Gua, get out of here!!"

Abaddon instantly thought of Horus's ugly appearance and screamed almost as if he was overly nervous... and with this instant reaction, the fragments that were originally fused normally immediately had gaps.

Horus' figure stiffened, and this moment was the opportunity that Fugen was looking for!

His eyes flashed with golden light, and he pushed the sword in his hand with the strongest force, bursting out with the fastest speed in his life!

Absorbing the countless purple flames in this realm, Fugen was like a purple phoenix spreading its wings and soaring, and he rushed up with a cry that tore through the space!

bass! !

The blade tore open Abaddon's throat in an instant, and the Warmaster's eyes widened... But the magnetic force spreading along the blade and Fulgrim's use...

The residual magnetic field toxins suppressed by the Armor of Destiny immediately spread throughout his body.

"Gu, quack..."

Abaddon fell to his knees, his magic sword fell off, and he covered his wound with his left hand, which was constantly seeping with poisonous blood. However, no matter how his cells were reorganized, he could not recover.

Fulgrim did not hesitate, and was ready to cut off Abaddon's head the moment he delivered the winning blow!

But things are not that simple.

"You are indeed a waste."

Proud, teasing, and mocking voices rang out in the void... and then, a stream of silver-white liquid metal suddenly appeared in front of Fulgrim and Abaddon!

The liquid metal burst out with an extremely strong magnetic field force, instantly pushing away Abaddon and his magic sword, and even blocking Fulgrim's fatal blow!

Fulgrim wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by the monster. Abaddon gasped with difficulty, but he activated the subspace vortex without hesitation to teleport himself out!

Before leaving, he destroyed the Eye of Darkness that controlled Blackstone Fortress, and at the same time, he issued the final order for Blackstone Fortress.

come down……

He wants to destroy the Gate of Cadia, he wants to destroy the Empire! He may have failed, but the Black Crusade will win! !

The intense feeling of weightlessness and shattering indicated that this ancient creation was about to fall to the earth, but Fugen had no time to think about these things. He stared at the liquid metal in front of him!

"Oh, dear, it's been so long since we last met."

Accompanied by a voice full of teasing and joking, the silvery-white liquid slowly condensed into a shape, and soon, he took on his own appearance.

It turned into a demon covered in jewels, with a soft body and huge claws, and the metal perfectly shaped his elegance.

He held a ceremonial sword identical to the Blade of Laar, and exuded the scent of pheromones. With such an appearance, he was undoubtedly a great demon of Slaanesh!

But it’s more than that. It’s not just that.

Fugen could feel the close connection between himself and this demon, which came from the connection of souls!

"Who are you?" Fugen growled. He could not restrain his heartbeat and killing desire...

"I was born from your corrupt murder." The Great Demon laughed wildly. This body created by the Lord of Steel gave it the great power of Haobia Space in the physical universe!

"That excitement, that despair, that pain, and... that joy of liberation!"

"I was born at the moment of Iron Hand's death, in that disbelief, that lament, that anger!"

"I have countless names, but after the war that gave birth to me, I only have one name."

"They call me - the Sapphire King."

Two different kinds of laughter sounded, one in front of Fugen's eyes, and the other in Fugen's heart.

160. Salvation and Fall

What happened on Isstvan V is something that no Loyalist or Chaos faction can, or should, forget.

Of course, Fulgrim would not forget it, because that was the final step in his complete depravity.

From then on, his body was possessed by the great demon of Slaanesh, and the moment he chopped off his best friend's head, his complete depravity became unstoppable.

It didn't matter who the great demon that possessed Fulgrim's body was, because at that moment, with the death of Ferrus, not only was the corrupted Fulgrim born, but also a dedicated demon.

The Sapphire King, a little-known existence among the many great demons of Slaanesh.

When he appeared in the mortal world, he basically dealt with the Iron Hands. This demon itself existed because of the Primarch of the Son of Medusa, so naturally he was almost a big demon specifically targeting them.

But at the same time, he is also a big demon who specifically targets Fugen.

The main emotion that gave birth to the Sapphire King was the emotion felt by the Iron Hand Primarch at the moment of his death... but how much of Fulgrim's emotions were mixed in there?

That was why, when the Sapphire King appeared before Fulgrim, his sanity was almost instantly burned out.

Fulgrim saw the moment when Ferrus died at his hands - when the amethyst on the hilt of the Blade of Laar burst into light, the uncontrollable force made Fulgrim completely lose his mind.

Then, the metal forged from the Warp came into contact with the Primarch's flesh, accompanied by a sound that echoed beyond the ordinary...

The sharp howl of the realm known to man, its anomalous edge cutting through Ferrus' skin, muscle, and bone.

He stared at the headless corpse lying on the black ground, wailing and throwing away the Blade of Lar in his hand, wanting to choose death in extreme pain.

Did he choose? No, he chose emptiness, chose to give his body to the demon who killed Ferrus, and from then on abandoned everything, and in the end, everything was taken away from him...

The feelings of emptiness, anger, and madness still dominated Fulgrim's mind, and with the appearance of the Sapphire King, such emotions were pushed to the extreme.

"I'll blast you apart!"

Fulgrim roared wildly, he raised the flaming sword high and slashed at the silver demon. The surging emotions further boosted Fulgrim's strength, allowing him to break through the 750,000 horsepower mark!

Antimatter power appeared from Fulgrim's body almost instantly... When he easily chopped the silver demon into countless pieces, he did not feel the beauty of victory at all.

This demon was not dead, his "corpse" was reassembled in an instant.

The Sapphire King continued to laugh wildly as he looked at Fulgrim, and in the extremely angry Fulgrim's sight, he saw the truth that this demon was immortal!

The demon's body wasn't made of flesh or blood or anything else - it was made up of countless tiny, almost invisible nanorobots.

The immortal and eternal tiny machine was infinitely subdivided and reorganized. The soul and power of the great devil were attached to the living machine, making Fugen's attack completely ineffective.

Even if I could cut the Sapphire King into millions of pieces in an instant...

The magnetic field force contained in each nanorobot can easily complete incredible nano rebirth.

"Is it Perturabo? Damn it!!"

Fugen cursed his unhappy brother with a ferocious look on his face.