At this time, in the bridge of the vengeful spirit.

The core members of the Black Army are here: Azekael Abaddon and Iskandar Kayan, the de facto first and second in command of the Black Army. Molana, a mortal female prophet of mysterious origin, serves as Abaddon's advisor and counselor. Ainaminessis, Cayan's sister, now exists as a special mech on the Vengeful Spirit.

In addition, there are a number of high-ranking officers of the Chaos Space Marines from different legions. For example, Teremanon, a space soldier from the Emperor's Son, leads the Chaos Gang of the "Screaming Masks". And then there's Davarus, a Space Soldier from the World Eater who leads the Insurgency Chaos Gang. The Black Legion is essentially a group of large and small Chaos Warbands.

But compared to the original history, there are two people missing.

Farkus Kaibo, the leader of the Aphotic Blades Chaos Warband. Leowin Ukles, the leader of the "Fifteen Fangs" Chaos Warband. These two people had died tragically at the hands of Aoyama Khan for various reasons, and they had no chance to serve the Black Legion and the Chaos Warlord again.

"I still don't believe it a little,"

Abaddon said with emotion:

"We, finally, are free."

"yes, it's free."

Kayan nodded slightly and said:

"But how long will you be free?"

Abaddon grinned and turned to look at Cayan and smiled, apparently knowing what Cayan was referring to - the Human Empire would soon receive news of the battle. Even though they have a legion, a serious Astarte Legion, far larger than any of the Empire's current split so-called "warbands", their opponents will still trample them under their feet with the power of the entire Empire.

"Long enough, my brother, long enough."

Abaddon smiled indifferently:

"Do you know what I expect from you?"

"As always."

Standing beside his lord, his psionic perception was as sharp as Kayan's, and he could already hear it clearly—the obscure chant rippling in the sea of souls, like blood in the water, stirred and spread in Abaddon's aura.

Phrases are immersed in a screepy, profane melody that Kayan has spent decades trying to parse the meaning of these words. It was a sing-à-vis for Abaddon alone, as if the gods were singing to him about necessity and destiny. Cayan wondered what kind of promise they had given him.

And in the midst of these Siren-like songs and melodies there was a familiar phrase, a phrase that had carved itself into Abaddon's bones and imprinted into Abaddon's bloodstream, the only phrase that Cayan could recognize.

"Draconion."

Cayan said in a loud voice:

"After leaving the Eye of Fear, I heard its singing more clearly, as if it were right in my ears."

"I hear it calling, too."

Abaddon curled the corners of his mouth and said:

"Are you ready to face it all, Kayan?"

Cayan looked at the fleet that swooped down on him, unable to outmaneuver the Black Legion despite their sheer size and far more troops and ships than a warband could have. And the spearhead of this fleet is the famous Eternal Expedition, the sister ship of the Vengeful Spirit. The image of the ancient knight sitting majestically on the throne was once again reflected in Cayan's mind.

"I don't think anyone can be perfectly prepared when they know that their opponent is Sigismund."

Cayan replied with a cautious look.

"The Emperor's Champion."

Abaddon said calmly:

"Look, he's all aged like this."

"If you're trying to convince me that he's lost his old strength, you're so wrong."

Cayan shook his head slightly.

"Hmph, probably."

Abaddon smiled noncommittally:

"He is the sum of everything we are fighting against. He is the embodiment of ignorance, he is the blind and deaf who deceives himself, and his blind loyalty to the puppet emperor has turned him into a puppet under the invisible silk thread. But I can't hate him. Doesn't that sound contradictory, Kayan? Everything we tried to destroy now has an avatar, an imperial legend, and yet I still have great respect for this man. ”

"Look up to this man."

Cayan nodded and replied:

"Then destroy the legend."

A smile appeared on Abaddon's face:

"Wise words."

"Cayan, you and Moliana, you stay with the vengeful spirit, and remember, if you lose my ship, then I will also lose what little restraint I have."

With these words, Abaddon hurried away from the bridge, followed by a group of elite guards dressed in Iron Rider Black Terminator armor—Gastarin, once the Shadow Moon Wolf, now the Aphotic Blade of the Black Legion. It's just that the person who was in charge of the guard has disappeared from the Eye of Fear, and Abaddon can now only lead it himself.

Cayan focused his gaze on the camera, the two fleets getting closer and closer. The Black Templar's detachments and battle groups are entering the battle positions one by one, and their battle ball areas are also being configured.

Amid the tremors of the deck, the Vengeful Spirit slumped around to dodge the first wave of torpedoes, and the crew of beasts and mutants erupted in savage cries and reports of the various sensors.

This is the beginning, the real beginning.

Cayan said secretly in his heart.

He then spreads his psionic sense.

……

The Eternal Crusade's bilge prison.

Fu Qinghai felt the slight shaking of the floor under his feet, as well as the deflection of the Glory Queen-class battleship during a large maneuver, the gravity simulation device could not adapt to every change, Fu Qinghai sat cross-legged on the floor, his body flailing around.

The naval battle in space has begun.

The Black Sanctuary didn't need to inform him.

Fu Qinghai can feel it here.

I don't know when the Black Army will jump into the gang.

"Shhhh

Fu Qinghai took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, adjusting his breathing and preparing before the battle.

However, before he could breathe out.

"Boom-"

A torpedo slammed into the battleship, shaking the deck violently, and the glow of the fire illuminated the entire bilge prison.

Fu Qinghai rolled over and stood up, and rushed to the door of the prison to find the Black Templar Space Marines guarding here, only to find that they had long since disappeared, and it was estimated that they had received a notice from the bridge to go to a certain deck to assemble.

So no one cared about Fu Qinghai.

"Damn, open the door before you leave."

Fu Qinghai scolded helplessly.

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu was prepared."

Fu Qinghai called for the ghost armor in his heart, and through the contact of his real name blood contract, he immediately sensed that the ghost armor was also in the bilge prison at the moment, in a place not far from him, so he controlled the ghost armor to come over by himself.

The terrifying and hideous demon armor walked quickly, raised his hand and clawed open the virtual prison door, Fu Qinghai stepped forward and put on the armor, wrapped himself tightly in the Ulu metal, and finally had a sense of security.

So what's next?

Wait.

There is no other way, it is just the word "wait".

Wait for the Black Legion to jump in on their own.

The power of an individual is extremely small in a space naval battle of this level, and the huge fleet led by the two Glorious Queen-class battleships has all kinds of warships, from frigates and destroyers to cruisers and battleships. Fu Qinghai had no choice but to wait patiently except hiding in the prison and praying that the torpedo would not hit him.

Fu Qinghai can roughly infer from the huge swing of the battleship just now and the vibration around it that the Eternal Expedition should have been maneuvering to evade just now, and the torpedo is estimated to have not directly hit the battleship, but only exploded near the bottom compartment of the battleship.

Fu Qinghai hugged himself with both hands.

Squatting in a corner of the bilge prison cell.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

……

The two groups of warships were firing dense torpedoes at each other to test each other, and at the same time, they were rapidly approaching each other. At this time, in the Black Templar fleet, three new battleships of unknown models of Cayan accelerated forward, and while being defended by a group of frigates, the bow of the ships opened fire on the Black Legion.

Standing on the bridge, Kayan could clearly see that the vents in the aft of the forward battleships of the Black Legion fleet in front of him were glowing with emergency advance, but before that, the blazing light had hit. The Vengeful Spirit undulated beneath the feet of the crowd, and the metal twisted and roared as it was pulled with great force.

"Ezekell!"

Cayan couldn't help but shout Abaddon.

"We feel it, it's the Nova Cannon."

Abaddon's voice echoed back from the teleportation deck, staccato replies mingled with crackling distractions.

Abaddon groaned, seemingly skimming the data on the helmet's retina tactical feedback device, silently calculating the likely damage to his fleet before entering the gang jump, and a ripple spread in his eyepiece.

The Nova Cannon's shells were projected by a circle of gravity impellers that accelerated and spiraled, detonating into a giant plasma cloud the size of a celestial body. The vengeful spirit tore through the remnant plasma cloud that was still powerful after the explosion, and the speed of its advance did not slow down in the slightest.

But as a result, it is increasingly lonely - the frigates and destroyers that were still sailing by the side or in front of the Vengeful Spirit are now all reduced to nothing, and the dissolved crumbs of the plasma - the Spirit of Vengeance can withstand a salvo of three Nova cannons, but they cannot.

"Squeaky ......"

Cayan stood on the bridge and clenched his hand.

By the time the Spirit of Vengeance burst out of the giant plasma cloud created by the Nova shells, the various communication equipment and detection arrays on the bridge were finally free from interference and returned to operation, but these instruments did not bring him good news:

The forward fleet of the Black Legion was almost completely wiped out.

Half of the signal light on the screen disappeared.

A whole four frigates and three destroyers.

That's the power of the Nova Cannon.

Fu Qinghai has always been thinking about the new star cannon.

However, even a salvo of three Nova Cannons could not penetrate the Void Shield of the Vengeful Spirit, a battleship that was far more prized and rare than the Nova Cannon, the flagship and seat of the genetic primordials of each legion in the Great Expeditionary Era.

Glorious Queen-class battleship.

"Have faith, Iskander."

A pale woman next to Cayan said in a dumb voice:

"Believe in Ezekell. Today, fate goes hand in hand with him, and the gods are witnessing his great deeds. He has taken the first step forward, and this is only the beginning, he is about to become a vessel filled with the promises of the gods. ”

Molana, Abbaddon's prophet and advisor.

But Cayan didn't like the woman.

"Fill the container of the promises of the gods...... Hum. ”

Cayan snorted coldly and did not answer.

The vengeful spirit turned heavily and slammed its way through the waves of torpedoes that struck like a tidal wave. A torpedo that can scrap a small battleship with a single blow is like a swarm of useless vermin in the face of the vengeful spirit, leaving only a few pinprick marks and insignificant sparks on its body.

The iron gates of the bridge slammed shut after Abaddon and the Elite Guards had left. The Vengeful Spirit, which had already trembled due to engine overload, responded to the bloodthirsty desire of the ship's soul, and actually increased its speed again and rushed forward.

Cayan knew very well that the only way for the Legion fleet to close the distance was to quickly close the distance, and although the Black Legion fleet was larger than the Black Templar fleet, it was far inferior in quality - they did not have a major weapon like the Nova Cannon.

The technology and equipment that the Black Army has at hand inherited from the era of the Great Rebellion have long since begun to deteriorate, and there are few substitutes for many spare parts. Other important resources and facilities, such as mineral-rich satellites, spaceyards for ship repairs, and the Mechanica's foundry, are as valuable to them as pure water.

Not only are they extremely scarce, but these resources themselves are also fraught with disasters. The Chaos Warband, after the various legions split, are endlessly scouring these areas, fanatically seeking to establish even the slightest logistical advantage.

And in the years to come, the countless demon engine furnaces and countless dark forged worlds that obey the orders of the Chaos Warlord are still still pregnant in the swaddling clothes of the Eye of Fear, and the current black army is large but the quality is stretched.

"We are unstoppable, but our roots are fragile."

Cayan muttered as he looked at the battle ahead.

Finally, after a long time of indiscriminate bombardment, the two fleets finally approached the distance where they could launch a gang jump. At this time, the Black Legion fleet finally began to fire at full power, the macro cannon light spear roared and screamed like a wild beast, the fortress-like stunty barrel spewed out a giant cannonball of more than ten meters, and the golden laser densely intertwined and cut through the dark void-

This was the strategy that the Black Army had in place from the very beginning. At this distance, it was difficult for the warships on both sides to continue to maneuver to avoid dodging attacks, and they could only hold up their shields to resist damage.

On the one hand, due to the lack of logistical supplies of the Black Legion, they need to conserve ammunition to avoid waste, and on the other hand, they strive to paralyze the overloaded Void Shield of the Black Templar fleet in a single shot, and then the Space Marines can start teleporting the Jumper.

That's right, launching a gang jump is Abaddon's primary goal. This battle is not only to break out of the eye of fear to seize the magic sword, but also the Black Legion has a goal of plundering the imperial warships to expand its own scale, especially when the Dark Mechanic Cult has not yet begun to forge the world, so Abaddon will be called "Abaddon the Marauder" in later generations.

As for teleporting without a teleportation beacon, will it get stuck in the wall? The Chaos Space Marines say that we are all warriors blessed by the four gods, and that such bad luck will not happen to them - in a sense, they have some truth in this thinking, since all teleportation and teleportation in Warhammer 40K Universe rely on subspace.

The Vengeful Spirit immediately found its sister ship, the Eternal Expedition, and did not bother with the other Imperial warships around it. The furious firepower that could destroy a city first sent bursts of prismatic light across the Eternal Crusade's Void Shield, and as the shield overload faded away, cannonballs rained down on its Adamantite hull.

"The Eternal Crusade's shield has failed, and Lord Abaddon and the Terminator Guard have boarded it!"

A Chaos Space Marine roared excitedly.

"The lackeys of the Puppet Emperor have also ascended the Spirit of Vengeance! The damaged parts of the hull have been marked, my lord! ”

A Beastman cultist hissed in remind.

Cayan looked down and fiddled with the holographic projection in front of him, carefully studying the structural image of the glow of the vengeful spirit. The red rune marks the expected boarding position of the Black Templar tactical team. Cayan then relayed a message and instructions on the communication channel, ordering the Chaos Space Marines who remained behind in the flagship to go to the infiltration site.

There are Space Marines in both warships, so the gang jumps are naturally carried out by each other. At the same time that the Chaos Space Marines launched a gang jump against the Eternal Crusade, the Vengeful Spirit, which had been partially shielded, was also attacked by the Black Templar Space Marines, who were attacked by the Jump Gang and the teleportation of white light.

"Less than I expected."

Cayan whispered as he stared at the hologram.

"The enemy's main forces remain on the Eternal Expedition, and they want to lure Lord Azekel and our elite warriors deep into their territory and encirclement."

An adjutant next to him said in a deep voice.

Cayan nodded in agreement

Then he turned to his adjutant and ordered:

"You take people to deal with them quickly."

The sporadic Black Templars who had infiltrated the Spirit of Vengeance were nothing to fear, and Cayan didn't pay much attention to them, and he was most worried about Sigismund. As the second-best man in the Black Legion, Cayan would love to join the Jumping Gang to face the legendary Juggernaut, but Cayan knew that Abaddon's request to stay here must have a deep meaning.

The jumping gang on the other side is the key to this battle!

Thinking of this, Cayan was really a little relieved about the battle of the Eternal Crusade, and he wanted to find a battle where he could make a difference, so Cayan gently closed his eyes and slowly extended his thoughts, spreading his psionic perception.

Soon his psionic tentacles found one of the fighters in the Jumping Gang, named "Amural", and he attached his mind firmly to the other party, and Amural found him but did not resist, but this attitude was not welcome - no one liked the psyker in his mind.

Kayan joins the gang jump with Amurlar's perspective, following his assault team as they fight their way through the ship. Since I cannot walk with their bodies, my spirit must also stand with them.

Cayan thought to himself.

……

The battleship Eternal Crusade.

Violent tremors and cries of rage were heard along with the echoes in the ventilation ducts. Magnetic Iron Boots trample on metal decks, bombs rush into the chamber, chainsaws hum with the cracking of flesh and bones, and blasphemous war cries and vicious oaths.

Inside a cell in the bilge prison.

Fu Qinghai slowly opened his eyes.

…………

Ten thousand years later, Cayan volunteered to come to Terra and was tied up in a prison beneath the palace of Terra. Blind, shackled, and lacking in his senses, he tells the Inquisitor of Siroka what happened 10,000 years ago. Recalling the gang-jumping battle back then, Cayan still has lingering palpitations:

"Molliana once told me that Abaddon was a warrior who had been blessed by the four gods together. I thought that our greatest enemy and threat was Sigismund, but we couldn't have imagined what kind of monster this gang jump would unleash from the bilge prison of the Eternal Crusade, a monster cursed by the four gods at the same time. ”

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1. In the past few days, friends have been married as best men, and the company's team building has all come together, and there is no spare time at all, plus this is a small climax, and you need to think about it slowly.

2. Personally, I think that if Abaddon did not have the blessing of the four gods, Cayan should be the first person in the combat power of the Black Legion, and Cayan, as a chaos wizard, has too many bizarre psionic means.