Chapter 633: Group fight against Abaddon
When Zhang Weilai was interviewing Hao Xiaoxi, the Warhammer 40K universe was undergoing a vigorous movement.
The Great Expedition 2.0!
The Emperor threw all his primarchs from the 30K time and space to the God-Emperor's 40K time and space. At this point, except for Magnus, who was still imprisoned in the dungeon of 30K Terra, the 40K era of the Human Empire had gathered seventeen primarchs. .
This is an unprecedented event for the human empire in the 40K era!
If you include those loyal Primarchs who disappeared in the 40K era, the number of Primarchs owned by the Empire has even exceeded twenty. Even 10,000 years ago, the Empire's power was never so abundant!
Naturally, in order to prove his loyalty, Horus launched the Second Great Crusade in the name of Imperial Warmaster!
Compared with the First Great Crusade, the Human Empire at this time had a vast territory. The main opponents of the Primarchs were no longer aliens, but corrupt elements lurking on various planets.
Of course, the xenos were also on the Primarchs' list to eradicate, and they were priority targets.
Expedited shooting.
Among them is the Tau Empire huddled in a corner of the galaxy.
Because the Empire's military strength was too strong, Horus waved his hand and sent out a super legion composed of five Primarchs including Sanguinius, Mortarion, Russ, Lion, and Curze.
The roots of the Tau Empire must be dug out!
Horus himself, together with the other Primarchs, set out from Terra in all directions of the Imperium of Man, cleaning up the corruption along the way while restoring the Imperium of Man's rule over the Fringe Sector.
Ten thousand years of decline caused the human empire to lose many edge star fields.
Horus vowed to take back all these edge star fields. No matter what happened, he could not shake his determination.
He still has thoughts about fishing.
If this subspace of parallel time and space confuses him, he will definitely give the subspace a head-on blow!
The moment came faster than he thought.
"Abaddon?"
Horus looked at the Chaos Giant standing in front of him. He showed displeasure and said with a stern look: "Since you see me! Why don't you salute?"
So ugly!
This was Horus's first impression of Abaddon.
When he was fighting for Mortarion, he saw the demon Mortarion. The guy was covered in pus and was disgustingly ugly, and Abaddon was even worse than the four gods.
After all, the demon Mortarion is the exclusive figure of the loving father, and there are only traces of the loving father Nurgle on his body.
Abaddon was chosen by all four gods.
Nurgle, Slaanesh, Khorne, and Tzeentch all left their mark on him, leaving him looking like a pile of humanoid flesh.
Horus figured out Abaddon's identity through guesswork.
He knew that Abaddon had been chosen by the four gods. The chaos giant in front of him had traces of the four gods at the same time, and exuded an aura that made him feel afraid. Who else could he be but Abaddon?
"Horus, I didn't expect you to be alive again." Abaddon, chosen by the four gods, stared at Horus, and thick malice came from his voice, "But you seem to have forgotten the great ambition you once had, and you surrendered again. Under the throne of the Corpse Emperor, work as an ox or a horse for him."
Abaddon, chosen by the four gods, looked down at Horus due to his height.
Before coming, he was a little nervous, because the powerful image of Horus had always stood in his heart, but after actually seeing Horus, he suddenly felt that he could straighten his back.
He felt much more powerful than Horus.
He thought to himself, I am now chosen by the four gods, and this Horus is nothing.
I'm stronger than him!
Intense malice radiated from his rotting eyeballs, and he longed to tear Horus apart, use Horus' flesh and blood to pour out the evil in his heart, and dedicate Horus' soul to the four great gods.
"I have never died." Horus sneered. "When it comes time to die, I would rather die than turn into a monster like you."
While he was talking to Abaddon, who was chosen by the four gods, he sent a signal for help to his brothers.
Using the equipment of the United Government, it is possible to break through the information blockade of subspace, and use pure physical means to send help signals to the original bodies countless light years apart.
"I never thought that I would turn into such a disgusting thing." Abaddon said behind Horus, "Your Majesty, I would rather try the most painful way to die than degenerate into this. "
"Really?" Abaddon, chosen by the four gods, said with gloomy eyes.
As soon as the words fell, a storm surged in the subspace, and bloodthirsty Chaos legions poured into reality in droves.
This is a trap for Horus.
In the blink of an eye, the Chaos legions surrounded Horus and his Moon Wolves. They occupied every inch of land in Horus' sight. Even Abaddon, the chosen one of the Four Gods, was crowded with Chaos. warrior.
"Kill Horus!"
"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"
"Must win!"
"I'm so excited!"
"Kill them all! Tin cans!"
The surroundings suddenly became noisy. The gathering of a large number of Chaos warriors blurred the boundary between subspace and reality. Illusory shadows emerged from the air. The soil became soft and moist, and the feet felt as if they were stepping on the bloody internal organs of creatures. .
This place suddenly became hell.
"Trash is trash, it's just bluffing." Horus dismissed the four gods' election of Abaddon. "The outcome of the war is determined by the strength and charisma of the leader. Do you expect these rabble to win for you?"
Ordinary Abaddon pursed his lips, always feeling as if he too had been scolded.
"Soldier against soldier, against general." Abaddon, chosen by the four gods, grinned. His face seemed to be fluid, and the corners of his mouth extended to the base of his ears, revealing a pair of ugly fangs.
"Kill them all!" "For Abaddon!" "Ouch!" "."
The Chaos warriors were furious.
They are a group of violent beasts, and they will escape as soon as Abaddon gives the order, and even Abaddon himself will not be able to hold them back.
The Wolves of the Shadow Moon looked solemn. Although the enemy was several times their own, they were not afraid.
For Horus! Fight to the last drop of blood!
The war is about to break out!
"Wait a minute!" Horus suddenly said.
Abaddon, chosen by the four gods, tilted his head and mocked: "Are you scared?"
"Afraid?" Horus sneered, "Before I chop off your head, I want to tell you a story!"
"Oh?" Abaddon was very interested.
Horus put his hand on the hilt of his sword and said calmly: "During the Great Crusade, you and I also faced a similar situation to now. We were surrounded by more and more powerful enemies, and it seemed that we were in a desperate situation. .”
Abaddon, who was chosen by the four gods, frowned. He did not remember this incident at all.
Horus was extremely powerful, and the Wolves of the Moon were also very powerful. They had swept all the way through during the Great Crusade and had never encountered any tough opponents.
"Then what?" Abaddon, chosen by the four gods, asked.
He tried to remember, trying to remember the battle Horus had spoken of.
"There is no more." Horus chuckled, "I made up this story."
"What?" Abaddon, chosen by the four gods, was stunned.
The next second, he raised his head suddenly.
Countless fireballs wrapped around the landing module pierced the atmosphere. They were so dense that they left no gaps in the sky, as if more than a dozen galaxies were falling on top of each other.
"I'm on horseback waiting for support, you loser is waiting for death!" Horus smiled ferociously. (End of chapter)