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If the powerful psionic energy contained in the Hymn Engine were to be corrupted in this way, it would ultimately spread corruption to everyone nearby—space marines and mortals alike.
However, this situation will not occur as long as Casca is still guarding the Anthem Engine.
From the largest expeditionary fleet ever assembled to strike the Orc Empire—despite heavy losses in previous battles, even the remaining fleet size and number are still enough to overwhelm the current Ominous Ark.
Unfortunately, if the Mountain Array and its escort fleet had not followed the Emperor Fist to other areas to continue pursuing the remaining orcs, the human expeditionary fleet's armed forces would have been even more impressive.
"no!"
"These guys are just going through the motions; those damn brats have absolutely no desire to attack!"
The Chaos Warband showed little interest in the invasion.
The enemy's fortress defenses were so formidable, and their fleet's artillery fire was so intense, yet the final outcome had nothing to do with the Chaos Warband!
Why did they rush so far ahead?
In order to avenge the emperor?
Uh, stop joking—look at Brother Dun, he has no reason to refute when others say he is an undercover agent for the Emperor. Does he seem like the kind of person one should follow in order to avenge the Emperor?
Although no one dared to ask Abaddon about it, after Casca's prompting, they already knew the truth in their hearts.
Killing the false emperor and burning down the Milky Way are things I can't do.
They followed Brother Dun so that they could plunder and kill humans on their planet and eat their flesh!
Since the purpose of this expedition is to gather resources, why is the human expedition fleet led by my eternal imperial war general and the sun lord combination so eager to attack people right from the start?
You're risking your life with several divine blessings a month?
Compared to veterans who have fought countless battles, their enthusiasm is far less.
(As for who killed all the veterans of the Wanzhan War, anyone who asks that question will die.)
As the naval battle lines gradually pushed back with the addition of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet, Abaddon expressed extreme dissatisfaction with the increasingly dire situation.
If this wave wipes out the entire Black Legion, he really won't be able to stand in the Eye of Fear in the future!
"No! I must gather my troops and launch an attack!"
"It's right there in that hymn engine! Creator, you must help me get there. I must fight that bastard Casgar who only knows how to bewitch people!"
Only his blood can wash away their shame!
"But our plan—"
"Forget about plans! Things have changed; I must salvage my dignity!"
The Chaos Warlord is not to be insulted!
The insulter... will surely suffer endless revenge from Abaddon the Great Raider!
With the power of Draconian's cursed sword and the blessing of the Four Gods, and both being Space Marines, Abaddon's killing of the enemy Casgar was naturally a piece of cake.
......
Lost.
After using their psionic powers to teleport Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and his assault Gastrin to the planet's surface, they engaged in a fierce battle with the Casgar and his forces.
In order to ensure a triumphant return and completely crush the morale of the human empire, Abaddon, with the help of Vashtor, crippled the defenses here.
Now, even if the fleet outside wanted to come back to help, it wouldn't be able to arrive in time. Next, it would be the best moment for him to kill Nagasca and prove his great achievements as the Chaos Warmaster!
Snapped!
Abaddon kicked open the heavy PVC door with a powerful kick: "Casca! You gossipy, treacherous scoundrel, come out and face me!"
Then Kaska came out to face him.
And then—
He was killed in one move.
Abaddon didn't even realize how fast his opponent had approached him and stabbed him through with the blade of his sword in the next instant.
Eh?
This speed and power are beyond even the Primarch's reach, and even Horus before he received the blessing of Chaos could not achieve it...
It suddenly erupted in his body at that very moment.
"Cough cough."
Abaddon fell to the side after that sword strike.
In his agonizing pain—both physical and emotional—all he could see was a demonic body desperately trying to stop Casca's advance.
Kasgar, wielding two swords, was locked in combat with Vashtor's smoldering forge hammer.
Even Vashtor, who is known as the creator, was repeatedly defeated by Kasgar's swordsmanship and could only parry.
what happened?
How did Kaska become so strong?
If even the Creator cannot defeat the opponent, wouldn't that mean...?
Does this mean they're finished?
......
Roar!
“Finally, it’s here.” Vashtor, who was desperately using his warhammer to fend off the Kasgar’s attack, felt the surging psionic tides in the warp. “His army is about to arrive.”
As for Casca, who was opposite it, his expression was even more solemn.
He knew, of course, that the real Khorne army had not yet been mobilized.
Abaddon, and even his junior, Vah, were minor figures in this battle.
The true nemesis, the opponent capable of turning the tide of battle, descended upon the physical universe on the eighth day and eighth hour of the surging blood tide.
The demonic army from Khorne.
The waves of blood churning in the subspace seemed to solidify into a physical form at this moment. The entire universe seemed to be swallowed up by the real sea of blood, while also feeling the rage, fighting spirit, and fury within the Blood God's heart.
Eight demonic armies from Khorne, each led by 888 bloodthirsty freaks, a vast and chaotic army of demons.
From the Ominous Ark of Vashtor, from the ships of the Imperial of Man, from the defensive structures on the planet's surface.
In short, from the blood and skulls of the dead in any place in the real world, the chaotic army of Khorne officially stepped into this battle filled with desperate emotions.
"How to resist...?"
Just as Casgar was pondering how to stop the advance of the Blood God's army.
A dark, shrubbery-covered area that looked somewhat unreal stretched out behind him.
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"what!"
Just as the sea of blood was churning for the eighth day and the eighth hour, Angron's mind was completely engulfed by this endless crimson.
The most direct summons from the Blood God exploded in his mind.
This was also the last measure He left behind.
As long as Angron can absorb the negative emotions of the entire universe, and as long as he can accept the gifts of malice from the Blood God, he will one day return to His side and become His raging Red Angel.
Fueled by the energy of the subspace, the crimson tide surged with almost inexhaustible energy, continuously flowing towards him from the eight directions around him.
Destruction...war...slaughter...
The will of the Blood God's true self surged toward the only being in this universe that could absorb emotions.
Whether Angron wanted it or not, and no matter how hard he tried to resist this force, it was all in vain.
This ability, which could have helped to coordinate the emotions of allies, has now become the perfect opportunity for the four Chaos Gods to invade the real world.
Snapped!
The heavy doors of the Insurgent were forcibly pushed open by Kahn's fearless mechanical arm.
"Primarch, are you alright!?"
"us--"
The fearless Kahn realized that Angron had not communicated with him for a long time and rushed back to the rear from the front.
The other crew members will not all remain silent; even if the Primarch encounters a problem, relevant crew members will notify it via communication channels.
Unfortunately, right after the war began, they were unable to reconnect to the Primarch communications on the main bridge.
What he saw before him felt eerie.
A deep red enveloped everything in this world—the air was filled with this tangible red mist, and even Kahn, who was trapped in fearlessness, felt his bloodlust and desire for killing grow the moment he came into contact with this blood mist.
If Kahn hadn't been a true veteran who had lived for over ten thousand years, he would have been completely consumed by this insane rage long ago.
The crew members who had been on the main bridge were now lying scattered on the ground. Judging from their wounds and facial expressions at the moment of death, they seemed to have been tearing, gnawing, and crushing each other before they died.
In some cases, you can even see torn pieces of flesh and skin fragments.
Blood flowed from every corner of their corpses, and the direction in which they converged was right before their eyes, in the energy vortex formed by the towering Primarch.
The vortex continued to gather, the blood congealed in the central area almost tangible. Judging from its current state, it seemed poised to fully materialize in the next moment.
Once their most gentle and righteous genetic prototype, it was at the very center of that vortex, and it seemed that even from the figure in the center of that blood-red storm, one could see that deformed entity undergoing transformation.
Something, something that absolutely does not belong to this world, is brewing in the eye of that storm!
An extremely uneasy premonition erupted in Kahn's heart.
"Angron!!!"
......
"Roar!"
On the eighth day of the eighth Standard Terran, when the sea of blood appeared, one after another, legions of Bloodletters led by bloodthirsty freaks appeared on various parts of the planet's surface.
The sudden arrival of the demon army quickly plunged the entire defending battlefield into chaos.
There were far too many. The number and strength of the demons far exceeded any previous Chaos invasion. Khorne's attack was as if he had staked all the resources accumulated over thousands of years on this final battle.
Not only were the number of bloodthirsty monsters far greater than anyone expected, but the legions they led were enough to fill every corner of the earth.
So many it's mind-boggling.
Moreover, rampaging through the planet's surface defense systems are numerous Khorne demon princes—wielding weapons blessed by the blood god Khorne.
"Get out of my way!"
Sensing that the battlefield situation had deteriorated rapidly after the arrival of the Khorne demon, Kasgar suddenly unleashed an even stronger psionic fire attack, pushing aside the creator Vashtor in front of him.
Now that the Khorne demon army has rejoined the battlefield, any advantage he previously possessed has vanished.
Not only are all the ships in the human expeditionary fleet being invaded by Chaos Demons, but even the guards...
Fortunately, with the Primarch present, it's not impossible to drive out the army of bloodthirsty monsters inside the ship, but...
The purification ritual performed by the Grey Knight Grandmasters ensured that the central area, where the Hymn Engine was located, remained unaffected by the corrupted energy of the warp.
This powerful artifact can project guiding beacons into the warp, serving as miniature star torches. It also supports a small-scale Chaos Weakening Field with the power of the Grey Knights. Even the most skilled and powerful Blood God followers will have their power weakened and become increasingly illusory once they step into it.
Even though Khorne was making a desperate gamble, allowing him to deploy almost all of his Blood God Demon Army onto this battlefield, he still couldn't directly send his Khorne army, this heavily guarded and impregnable surface defense force, deep into the heart of the fortress.
But the current situation is also fast approaching—without leaving behind Primarchs as obstacles to single-handedly defeating generals, and with Kasgar being held back by this Creator to guard the Hymn Engine... Even though Khorne's army can only project to the outer perimeter on the surface, judging by their incredible speed, they seem to be advancing straight towards the center.
Faced with such a massive Khorne army, Angron's surface garrison could only manage a brief delay.
As a result, the surface air defense firepower deployment was also severely damaged.
Kasgar was anxious about this – if no one else could stand up and stop the advance of the Khorne army, the task of protecting the Hymn Engine under the siege of numerous Khorne demons and Vashtor would fall entirely on his own shoulders!
"here it is--?"
"The Lion King!?"
Just as he was getting anxious, a figure emerged from the illusory forest behind him—the one who had recently awakened and completed the gathering of the fallen angels among the dark angels who had not yet been corrupted by chaos.
When the lion Ryan woke up, although he was old and his physical condition was not as good as before, he also had some abilities that he would never have dared to dream of in the 30K era.