Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter :
Chapter 234 An Unprecedented Terrorist Strategy (Subscribe)
"This is a trap." Anvil, the Eldar prophet who had been assisting Calgar all this time, spoke first.
After the Battle of Vigilante, Anville has been staying on the Victory Laurel, helping Calgar to make suggestions, and is an important spiritual power for Calgar to fight against chaos.
These days, Anville's strength and knowledge barely allowed him to gain some recognition.
If he is not so arrogant, this recognition will be deeper.
Unfortunately, arrogance is inherent in the Eldar.
"Indeed, it's an obvious trap. Abaddon is not a reckless man. He is using himself as a bait to lure me away from Scarlet Earth Star." Calgar nodded, agreeing with Anvil's statement.
While speaking, Calgar scanned the actions of the many crew members on the bridge, and didn't seem to put all his attention on this.
[Spaceship enters predetermined orbit]
[Entering the calibration route]
[Acquired defense permission]
[Steady, entering port]
The voices of the machine slaves came out through the sound generator in their throats, stirring in the chaotic bridge.
The crew members are walking around, confirming and correcting various parameters for the Victory Laurel to berth into the designated orbit.
The system operator powers off the workstation.
An intricate network of slender nerve cables stretched out from the consoles in front of them.
Connect their brain-computer interface with the data pipeline on the ground.
Shennao has shared most of the data calculations, but the most important orders will still be decided by the crew.
Glow is reflected on the screen, and the operator's skin is almost transparent, and the dark pupils are abnormally diffused, reflecting the data flow from the screen.
Transparent skin is caused by staying in the void for a long time.
Many crew members may spend their entire lives without a few opportunities to go to the ground.
They were born in the void and died in the void.
Calgar's voice is not loud, but it can penetrate these chaotic voices.
He puts his hands on the railing in front of him.
The servo structure of the bionic arm made a clicking sound, and the electronic prosthetic eye embedded in the eye socket also made a slight friction sound.
The traitor from Chaos who delivered Abaddon's words was thrown to the ground, guarded by Primaris warriors.
The opponent's body is extremely thin.
The evil spiritual energy leaked out from the dirty robe, which made people feel very disgusted and hateful.
Calgar waved his hand, signaling the original cast warrior to take the traitor down.
There is only one end for him, and that is to be burned in the wrath of the Great Emperor.
"Faced with such a crude trick, what are you going to do?" Anweier asked, rubbing the spiritual bone scepter in his hand.
"This is a rough trick, but any trap needs bait, and Abaddon knows exactly what we want. It's a trick, and it's also our best chance to solve Abaddon."
"So far, this guy is the most terrifying harm to the empire, and he is also the greatest threat to the empire." Calgar said in a deep voice, "The thirteen dark expeditions he launched against the empire will cause countless **** storms and chaos every time, and it is also The main cause of the Great Rift."
"Abadon has a top-notch strategy and mentality. He will lie dormant like a poisonous snake, waiting for another opportunity. If he cannot be dealt with, the empire will always be on guard. Once he relaxes, the poisonous snake may come back again. Sneak in."
Anville was silent for a moment before speaking, "Then are you going to accept the appointment?"
Calgar nodded, "Abadon wanted to lure me away from Scarlet Earth, and I granted his wish."
"Are you really going to duel with him?" Anvil asked.
"No, I won't speak any glory to those damned traitors. They deserve to die, and they will always die. All we have to consider is how to make them die. As long as Abaddon shows up, I will find a way to catch him , Kill him. Before the future of the empire and personal glory, the former is always the most important."
"I will select a group of the most elite imperial warriors, and they will be ready to teleport and attack at any time, to ensure that Abaddon has nowhere to escape, and that he can't die any more. Of course, this matter also needs your help, Anvil, I need the strength of your Eldar."
"What can I do for you?" Anvil asked.
"The last time Abaddon used witchcraft to escape, this time we must block all his back routes so that he can't escape. As soon as Abaddon appears, you have to trap him and create conditions for me to kill him ."
Calgar took two steps, a powerful heart beat in his body, and the surging blood surged through his veins with surging power.
He breathed slowly, relaxed his thoughts, cleared his mind, and envisioned Abaddon's evil plan again, guessing the opponent's vicious backhand under the appearance of this clumsy technique.
"I understand that at that time, I will have many Eldar priests conduct a ritual blockade." Anville said, "Make sure that Abaddon's location forms a blockade, so that he can no longer use witchcraft to escape."
"This time, let Abaddon have nowhere to escape." Calgar said in a deep voice.
The lumen lights inside the corridor of the battleship flickered.
False ghosts flickering and appearing everywhere.
Tentacles grew out of the flesh and blood all over the corridor, wriggling and swinging the slimy body.
Those sailors who peek out in the dark with malicious eyes.
The mouth with sharp fangs made a strange whisper, echoed in the air, drilled into everyone's mind, poisoning their thoughts and souls.
In the long corridor, there are more than a dozen incense burners shaped like animal mouths full of twisted fangs.
An automatic chanting machine is suspended above.
Along with the chanting of those blasphemous scriptures, the mouth of the beast will spit out a scent.
Word Bearers warriors came silently out of the darkness.
The genetically enhanced body is wrapped in thick ceramic steel armor.
The color of the armor is like coagulated blood.
They walked in silence, breathing thick smoke.
Behind them, cultists in dirty robes.
They hid their faces under their robes and followed their masters.
These people are all skinny, but the enthusiasm on their faces has not weakened in the slightest.
It is the greatest honor to serve the gods.
Dedicating everything to the gods is what every human being should do.
They firmly believe that they are on the right path.
Those fools who follow the corpse emperor will realize one day that they can't change anything.
No one can shake the status of the gods.
What Guilliman did was just a dream.
The empire will eventually collapse, the corpse emperor will die, and only the gods will live forever.
The Word Bearers walked into the bridge, and stood around the bridge.
They asked the believers to walk to the command seat where Erebus was, waiting for the other party to wake up.
Prepare to awaken the sleeping Erebus with the sacrifice of the believers.
At this time, Erebus let out a scream that was sometimes painful and sometimes excited.
Since that day, Erebus has been in this state since he accepted the power of the terrifying existence named Yogg-Sothoth. Half asleep and half awake.
Just like Horus in the past.
The originally distorted face became terrifying and hideous.
Twisted by the power of a **** from nowhere.
Become misshapen Become dilapidated and messy, like the kind that alcoholics or drug addicts have.
Under the swollen eyelids, the pupils are constantly twitching.
Drool snaked down from between the sharpened teeth.
Erebus is tormented by endless nightmares.
Countless rays of light, the stars of the entire universe turned into eyes, watching everything.
Wraps everything within everything, looks at everything outside of everything.
No words can describe the sights he saw.
No words could describe the change in his thinking.
That mark affected him.
Let him see the truth more terrifying than the gods revealed to him.
However, this is not the whole truth, just a corner of it.
In front of that terrifying creature, he felt like a pathetic ant.
The other party doesn't need to do anything, the mere existence can make everyone who sees it go crazy and commit suicide.
Erebus felt that he had been dragged into countless dreams.
He lived in it for thousands of years.
From the birth of the universe to the destruction of the universe, his soul was stretched infinitely and thrown into the endless river of time.
He returned to the time when he had just become Erebus.
Watching the young self kill the real Erebus, replace the other's identity, and become a priest.
Watching the young man, he was immersed in the belief of the gods, excited that he had glimpsed the truth of the universe.
Watching himself in his prime follow Lorgar to conquer the whole world and build up worlds that believe in the emperor. At the same time, he is silently promoting the cause of the gods.
Countless reincarnations made Erebus almost collapse.
He felt that he was being pulled by the invisible thread of fate like a plaything.
No power can resist that manipulation.
The eyes full of malice are always watching him, disintegrating his will and dissolving his spirit.
Let everything in him crumble and destroy.
There are weird creatures wriggling in his dreams, eating everything.
From one dream to the next.
They let out shrill, high-pitched laughter, celebrating their own abundance of food.
When Erebus was awake, he was already on the verge of madness, attacking others with weapons like a madman.
Those nightmares and visions tormented him.
After a long time, he regained his composure.
But the bridge was already strewn with corpses, and the corpses of those believers were scattered on the ground.
The Word Bearers warrior looked at all this with fear and worry in his eyes.
Erebus' situation is getting worse.
No one knows what kind of terrifying existence was summoned in that ceremony.
Since that day, Erebus has been slowly transformed.
The weird whispers echoed in his ears, so ethereal that it was impossible to judge the true source of those voices.
Even if you use witchcraft to block your senses, those voices will still appear.
During deep sleep, those voices will appear in dreams.
It is like a gangrene attached to the bone, which cannot be shaken off.
Tentacles grew on Erebus' body, scales appeared, and pupils became elongated.
His thinking became weird, he wanted to break free from the shackles of the armor, and roam freely in the void and subspace.
"My lord, you have been sleeping for longer and longer." A Word Bearer soldier came out and said.
"I'm lost." Erebus said, "Damn Abaddon made me a container, that existence named Yogg-Sothoth is no less than four Chaos Powers, the power of that existence is only the original The body can bear it perfectly."
"I must release this power as soon as possible, otherwise my sanity will collapse, and my flesh and blood genes will become disordered and chaotic. Tell me, what kind of arrangements has Abaddon made now? When will he launch the attack?"
"The troops are gathering in the subspace, and the planet killer is ready. At the same time, Abaddon also sent an invitation to Calga to a duel. He decided to lure Calga away, and then send troops to sneak attack on Chidi Planet."
"Such a clumsy strategy really fits his stupid brain." Erebus said sarcastically, but then he thought that he was coerced by the other party into a container of power, and suddenly felt extremely angry.
If it weren't for Abaddon's value and being favored by the gods, Erebus would have wanted to kill this guy directly.
It's a pity that the cause of the gods still needs Abaddon to promote it.
As long as the human empire is immortal, the importance of Abaddon will always be there.
At this stage, no one can replace Abaddon in the position of the Black Legion.
Once Abaddon dies, the Black Legion will fall apart and be fragmented.
At that time, the situation will inevitably fall to the side of the human empire.
No one has the means to organize a huge war like the thirteen black expeditions launched by Abaddon before.
For this reason, Erebus could only endure.
Patience until the other party completes the cause of the gods.
When the time comes, Erebus will find a way to cut off that idiot's head.
"What should we do now, my lord? Cole Pharron tried to seize your power while you were asleep and lost. He announced to the Word Bearers warband that you have lost the ability to continue to rule them. "
A trace of anger appeared on Erebus's face. Damn Cole Fallon, one day, he will make this **** fool pay the price.
"Let that trash be arrogant for a while, when the time comes, I will let him know who is the most favored believer of the gods."
At this moment, a Word Bearer warrior walked in.
"My lord, the Warmaster wants you to go to the Vengeful Spirit to participate in the combat conference."
Erebus was silent for a moment, and finally decided to go to the Spirit of Vengeance.
He had to encourage Abaddon to launch an attack as soon as possible, so that he could release the power of Yogg Sothoth.
Otherwise, the empire will collapse before it collapses.
The meeting hall of the Vengeful Spirit is very dark and intimidating.
When the Sons of Horus Legion had not yet rebelled.
This is a place full of glory.
The noble people gather here to decide the fate of the galaxy.
And now the Vengeful Spirit stinks of the Warp, and everything has changed.
Those ancient banners have long since fallen and are stained with disgusting filth.
The glorious lights and spectacle of the past have been replaced by traces of corruption and profanity.
The shutters on the dome of the hall are also closed because no one maintains them.
The great windows no longer let in light, only darkness.
All the furnishings are thick with dust and wriggling flesh.
The air was filled with the thick stench of sweat and the smell of rotting moose.
Many bones are scattered around the overturned instrument.
Shadows shrouded the corners of the meeting hall.
No one knows whether it is the real shadow or those unspeakable horror creatures.
Abaddon sat on the throne.
In front of him are many high-level generals of the Black Legion.
The warlord Urquisos, who rules all the followers of Khorne in the Black Legion.
The Black Legion has a large number of followers of Khorne, including a large number of space fighters.
They are obsessed with hand-to-hand combat, using razor-like serrated knives, chainswords, power claws or all kinds of terrifying weapons to offer the craziest wars to the blood god.
The Sarora tyrant Korda who ruled all the followers of Slaanesh in the Black Legion, the Destroyer-Zagsin and other warlords.
These guys fanatically follow the will of Shalaane, and every expedition will cause a horrible and **** massacre, in order to satisfy the inner twisted needs and complete the sacrifice of the God of Pleasure.
Among them, there are naturally wizards who worship Tzeentch and schemers who play tricks.
They are the rarest in number, yet their status is high.
Talented prophets and fortune-tellers form a core advisory group trusted by the predators, assisting the predators in creating vicious conspiracies.
When Abaddon and Calgar failed in the battle on Vigilus, these wizards also used witchcraft to rescue Abaddon.
The Emissary of Decay, led by the warlord Skerak, is a firm believer in the God of Plague.
Nurgle's festering touch left an indelible mark on these warriors.
They are Abaddon's plaguebringers and plague heralds.
Often before the Black Legion officially launches an attack, it spreads infection and plague in the enemy's camp, weakening the enemy's resistance.
Those who can gather here are all prestigious existences in the Black Legion.
In order to completely destroy Chidi Planet, Abaddon gathered them together and prepared to launch a large-scale war.
Abaddon sat on the throne watching these ambitious warlords.
Every body is abnormally twisted and terrifying.
The evil power of chaos has completely polluted them.
These guys are so cowardly that they bow to the feet of the gods.
How sad.
Abaddon did not really believe in the Chaos Gods.
This is also one of the main reasons why he has not yet become a demon.
He will never be a servant of Chaos.
He's not like these groveling fellows.
The gods are not his masters, but his partners.
Form alliances against the Empire and the Emperor.
They are equal.
Abaddon saw the power of the Warp only as a tool for personal ambition.
Essentially, he is an Astartes Suprematist.
Since the period of the Great Crusade, Abaddon has believed that the monks of Astartes are the most powerful existence in the galaxy, and the human empire should be ruled by Astartes.
Those cowards who bowed their knees before the gods and traded dignity and freedom for strength had always been the existences that Abaddon looked down upon.
If it wasn't for the fight against the empire, he would never bother to be with these guys.
"Calgar will be drawn away. In order to hold him back, I also need to temporarily leave the Legion. The rest will be left to you." Abaddon looked at everyone, "Once Chidi Star is destroyed, the destruction of the human empire The countdown has also entered, no matter how much Guilliman does, it is doomed to be in vain. This is our best opportunity, once missed, there will be no more."
"Even if Calgar leaves, the defense of the empire's troops should not be underestimated. Those damned guys have obtained brand-new technology. With the blessing of the dark gods, we may not be able to capture the Red Earth Star." Red occupying the large vortex Pirate Lord - Huron pointed out the problem.
Out of hatred for the empire, Huron, the Lord of the Red Pirates, also joined this battle against Chidixing.
Once successful, the empire will enter the countdown to destruction, and his long-standing ambition will be realized.
Huron was once the commander of the Star Claw stationed in the Great Vortex, a noble and loyal warrior of the empire. Unfortunately, he chose to degenerate later, hoarding the empire's taxes secretly, expanding the battle group and his own power.
The great vortex is located at the intersection of the subspace of the limit star field and the physical universe, and its size is second only to the Eye of Terror.
After losing the Badab War, he was besieged by the Loyalist Star Phantoms.
Half of the body was destroyed by the melt blast wave.
Received a mechanical transformation in the Great Vortex, and named himself Black Heart Huron, implying that he would never forget the damage the empire caused him.
Over time, Huron possessed an extremely powerful force and became one of the few important beings in the galaxy.
The addition of Huron the Black Heart made the troops attacking the Red Earth Star a lot stronger. The attack on the Cadia Fortress World was not so terrifying.
"Then let us destroy them directly with blades and fists, and use their blood and soul to please the great blood god." Khorne's follower-Urquisos said.
"A bunch of fools," taunted Ashur, the wizard and void seer of the Vengeful Spirit.
As a believer of Tzeentch, he has always ridiculed the barbaric believers of Khorne who don't know how to use their wisdom.
"A trash who only plays tricks." Urquisos growled, he stood up, and aimed the chainsword in his hand at Ashur.
The chainsaw sword had long been stained red by blood, exuding a pungent **** smell.
That is a symbol of the killing and tyranny of Erquisos.
"I don't care to teach some brainless guys a little lesson, let them know that many things in this universe cannot be solved with an axe." Ashur sneered, rubbing the skull scepter in his hand , gemstones of various colors are inlaid on the scepter, reflecting the firelight of the meeting hall.
"Let's fight." Korda, a follower of Slaanesh and the tyrant of Sarolla, also said, "Only victory can prove who is right."
"That's enough, don't fight anymore, Korda." Abaddon said a little tiredly, "Our mission is to destroy the Red Earth Star, not to discuss who is stronger here. Who will take on the task of breaking the Red Earth Star Fortress, Be the vanguard of this action."
"The warriors of the blood **** are ready." Urquisos roared loudly, "We will not just hide behind like the other gods' bastards, let those wastes and their gods go back to the warp Well, a bunch of incompetent useless gods with a group of incompetent useless followers."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the conference hall drew their weapons.
Many war lords looked at Urquisos with anger.
Such remarks humiliate them and the gods behind them.
Urquisos' face didn't change at all, and he didn't care about the angry eyes of others.
On the contrary, he looked at those war lords with provocative eyes.
Want to fight them.
Urquisos couldn't wait to present a **** feast for the blood god.
What the blood **** longs for is war and killing.
He never cared whose blood was shed.
"Enough, Urquisos, don't make any more provocative actions." Abaddon stood up, looking down at Urquisos with danger in his eyes.
He couldn't let the Black Legion fight among themselves at this moment.
Guilliman went to the Baal galaxy. This is their last chance. Once missed, there will be no future.
The anger of the Warmaster made everyone suppress the anger in their hearts.
Abaddon even lost to Calgar.
But his strength is still unmatched by others.
Offending him has no good fruit to eat, and may lead to death.
After frightening these guys, Abaddon turned his gaze to the direction of the Iron Warrior who had been silent all this time.
There sat several warlords of the Iron Warriors, and Hong Suo was their leader.
Peturabo was captured by Guilliman.
Several war blacksmiths had a big battle, and finally Hong Suo won the victory and obtained the power vacated after Perturabo left.
Hong Suo's participation in this war is also to completely defeat the human empire.
Only in that way can there be a slight chance to save Perturabo.
Hon Suo is a mixed-race, contradictory individual.
His gene-seed is half from the Iron Warriors and half from the Imperial Fists.
The hatred between the Fist of the Empire and the Iron Warriors, even the three-year-old child of the alien family knows.
It is conceivable how much trouble such an identity has brought to Hong Suo.
"Iron Warrior is the best siege master, maybe you can bring us some surprises."
After hearing what Abaddon said, Hong Suo turned his gaze away, and at the same time he opened a holographic projection.
An image showing Chidixing's fortifications emerged out of thin air.
The data is very detailed, as well as the names of each corps.
Obviously, this is intelligence flowing from within the empire.
All departments of the empire have been very strict in the review of personnel.
Unfortunately, there are endless traitors.
Especially Chidi Star, a world that is close to the big rift and is always affected by subspace.
There will always be someone who succumbs to his own desires and becomes a minion of Chaos.
From the hands of those traitors, the Black Legion was able to control the movements of the imperial troops and the defense system of Chidixing.
"Chidi star has the most advanced fortress shield in the empire, a void shield defense network composed of multi-layer lenticular shields. It covers the entire planet. This shield is different from a standard void energy dome. The dome has only one Layered spherical or hemispherical structure protection. This lenticular shield is composed of multiple independent elements, like a wall of shields, each shield is an energy lens, and each shield is superimposed on the other When one of the shields fails on the shield, only a small hole will be exposed on the entire shield, and the overlapping shields will cover this small hole."
"With our firepower, it is impossible to destroy layer by layer. When the second layer is destroyed, the first layer of shield will reappear. Calgar attaches great importance to Chidixing, and he has assembled a large number of mechanical Teachers are working non-stop in each hive world of Chidi Planet to ensure that all shields work normally. The multiple redundant networks used to prevent shield failure have reached the system-wide level. If we rely on normal storms, it will be difficult for us to Victory."
"Then let us land directly and lead our warriors to charge towards the city wall gloriously." Urquisos roared.
Hong Suo smiled and mocked mercilessly, "You will be wiped out in the process of descending. Chidixing has a large air force. Their weapons and equipment are brand new. The latest mine There are 300 bird amphibious fighter jets, and they are also large in scale. Using teleportation technology, they can support mobile defense forces around the world within 5 minutes. Even if you are lucky enough to land on the surface of Chidi Star, you will find it within 5 minutes Surround yourself with massive forces, those titans will blow everything in your area to pieces in a matter of minutes."
"Then you mean that we can't break through Chidixing?" Erebus asked with a frown.
Hon Suo looked at Erebus and said, "I'm just telling you how tight the empire's defenses are on Chidi Star."
"Then is it possible to break through the Red Earth Star, and how should it be broken?" Said Korda, the tyrant of Sarolla.
"My genetic father once said a wise saying that every wall has a weakness, no matter what material it is built from, stone, steel or dancing light, it will exist in a weakness. The empire was built with countless new technologies The defensive wall of Chidi Star also has its fatal weakness."
"Humanity's technology is based on the laws of physics, but the subspace does not follow the rules of reality. The empire has the advantage in the real world, and we have the advantage of the subspace. If we can distort the laws of physics where the Chidi star is located, we will It creates a chance for us to win."
"Can it be done? Distort reality so that we can attack Chidi Planet." Abaddon looked at Void Prophet - Ashur.
The latter nodded, and the projection emerged with his wave.
Around the red earth galaxy, eight coordinates are marked in the void.
constitutes a chaotic octagonal pattern superimposed on the red earth galaxy.
"In the past, no matter what we did, it would be impossible to distort such a huge star field. With the appearance of the big rift, the power of the ether has filled the entire universe, and the Chidi star is just located near the big rift. It has its own anti-warp force field, and we can also use this ritual to distort the entire galaxy."
"The more blood we can spill, the more twisted force fields we can form, and the eternal and immortal demon army can also set foot on the Chidi star. Completely destroy this planet."
"Then act like this and use the advantages of subspace to defeat the defense of the empire." Abaddon looked at everyone present with a hint of danger in his eyes, "I don't care what grievances you have in private, but now is a critical moment, you must Unanimously, otherwise don't blame me for blaming you for the failure."
"As long as the Chidi star is destroyed again, the empire will enter the countdown to destruction, and our expectation for 10,000 years will also be realized. Invading Terra and killing the corpse emperor is just around the corner."
"According to the news from the Great Sage of the Ruler, the progress of the lighthouse project is more than halfway. Even if there is no Emperor's Astronomical Torch in the Holy Land of the Empire, normal navigation is still possible. On the dark side of the Empire, the Baal galaxy and several important galaxies The construction of the lighthouse has also come to an end, and even if there is no Nachmond Corridor, we will be able to safely cross the Great Rift."
"I see."
"Does my lord need to deploy troops from other places to support Chidixing? According to the information received by the astropath and the scene foreseen by the fortune-teller, unimaginable wars will break out on Chidixing. It is very likely that the Black Legion will go out and spare no effort." Destroy Chidi Star."
"In front of the Lighthouse Project, the Red Earth Star is irrelevant, and the Nachmond Corridor is also irrelevant."
"Then why do you want Calga to defend Chidi Planet by any means?"
"Calgar's attention caused Abaddon to misunderstand. He set his sights on the Nachmond Corridor, thinking that he could cause the empire to suffer heavy losses in one fell swoop. The Red Earth Star is irrelevant, but it can make the traitor's blood flow on the Red Earth Star They want a victory, so put the victory in the noose as a bait, and let them poke their heads to get it."
Then we should gather more troops to destroy the enemy in one go. "
"No need, Chidixing has enough troops. If they are too strong, those traitors will easily escape. War is also a matter of human nature. It will always make them only a short distance from success, and they will continue to invest in it." Force. This kind of strategy, you can call it the strategy of Pinduoduo, a kind of strategic thinking that plays with human nature to the fullest."
Guilliman stared at the boundless starry sky outside, and said with his back to Sicarius.
"Pinduoduo strategy?" Sicarius asked inexplicably: "I have never seen this strategy in any battle books or cases. What does it mean? My lord?"
(end of this chapter)