Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 332 At the Cost of Life
Horus has returned?

etc.
Horus?
Which Horus?

These black legions initially did not consider Horus at all.

After all, their war commander was already dead.

Horus, who possessed the ability to heal the soul, who was kind and compassionate to each of them, and who recognized them like a father, was long dead.

Even after countless inquiries, they learned that there was no way to return, which is why they completely followed Abaddon.

But now I hear...

Horus returns.

But why would Abaddon destroy them now that Horus has returned?

"Vashtor, you still want to sow discord between us? I should have just killed you back then!"

Reinster did not believe the provocation of the Chaos God before him.

After all, they had spent so much time with Chaos. If they were so easily swayed, they would probably have been devoured by Chaos long ago.

How could I possibly stand here and listen to their nonsense?

Vashtor's sinister intentions, though they were unaware of Vashtor's true purpose.

However, they knew clearly that whatever the evil god desired would inevitably lead to a bad outcome.

They won't be deceived by the Chaos God again and again.

Although some of them had fallen into chaos, and others had become so distorted and twisted that they were unrecognizable, they knew that the demons within chaos were completely devoid of any credibility.

Therefore, although Vashtor's words shocked them, compared to their members who had been seduced by the Chaos Voice, the allure of Vashtor's words was less than one-thousandth of the other secret messages they had heard.

Before the great expedition.

Magnus's Thousand Sons once found a large number of companion elves in the warp.

These demons, transformed into spirits, did indeed provide unimaginable assistance to Magnus's Thousand Sons army at the beginning.

However, as Magnus was led astray by the four gods, he gradually made mistakes.

Until finally, when the mistakes made are completely irreversible.

And that time.

The chaotic demon, disguised as an elf, finally revealed its true purpose.

The chaotic demons no longer paid attention to Qianzi's help or assisted him. Instead, they used various methods to urge Qianzi to mutate.

In a very short time, those thousand children were affected by the demon.

Finally, they all became twisted.

Those thousand children could not resist the temptation of the devil. Even when some of them saw the mirror and realized that they had truly become monsters, they wanted to regret it, but there was nothing they could do but end their mutations by self-destruction.

After that, they encountered various kinds of temptations on numerous occasions.

These temptations are alluring.

But they knew that everything comes at a price.

Moreover, Abaddon had no reason to kill them; they were among Abaddon's most supported groups.

Without them, the entire Black Legion would truly consist only of those corrupted beings from the Chaos Nest, those Space Marines who had left the Black Legion, and those new Black Legion soldiers who carried none of the honors of the Great Crusade they once possessed.

If only Abaddon remembered those honors from that Black Legion.

So even if they pull the false emperor off the throne, what's the point?

"Therefore, Vashtor, no matter how you try to mislead me, I have seen through you. A mechanical body of flesh and blood is nothing more than a string of data from the Dark Church!"

Reinster raised his bomb gun toward Vashtor.

This explosive gun, once bestowed upon him by Horus and having accompanied him for ten thousand years, had long possessed sentience. Within the range of the explosive gun, the bullet's accuracy could reach 125%.

boom!
Bullets spewed from the muzzle of the explosive gun, along with sparks, smoke, and blast waves.

The bullet whizzed through the barrel, sparks flying and smoke billowing out, like a missile being ejected. The spinning bullet seemed as sharp as a blade in space, cutting through the thin dark matter in the universe.

As it spun, it shot towards Vashtor's brow.

boom!
The bullet hit Vashtor.

However, it seemed as if it had missed Vashtor, as if some force directly affected the effect.

Vashtor's power, however, distorted reality.

The bullet, which had a 120% probability of hitting Vashtor, reappeared in the air after hitting him, as if time had reversed, and was caught by Vashtor. In fact, to others, it appeared that Vashtor had directly grabbed Reinster's bullet, and when he opened his hand, the bullet mutated at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing flesh and blood.

Whether you believe it or not is no longer my concern.

"Since you are unwilling to believe the truth, then the truth will turn its back on you!"

Vashtor also wanted to play some perverse games, inciting these people to hate Abaddon.

After all, who wouldn't want a bunch of Chaos Space Marines at their service?
These superheroic space warriors can almost single-handedly dominate the victory of a war in the universe.

If he had them, he could exploit the hatred of these Chaos Raiders, force them into contracts, and then transform them into even more terrifying demonic engines, making these guys serve him.

But these guys don't want to believe it now.

Then he had no choice but to solve this. He couldn't obtain the souls of these guys, but he could clone their bodies, or use other demons to stitch their souls together with demons to create his own Black Raider Legion.

Vashtor and Abaddon did not cooperate entirely without reservation.

Neither side committed their full strength to the cooperation.

All current collaborations.

It all stemmed from mutual distrust of each other.

"Hehe! Tui!"

He spat a mouthful of phlegm, thick enough to melt and forge armor, at the other party.

Although this thing had not played any role in past battles, it pierced the chest of a Chaos Warband leader in this war.

From a human perspective, Vashtor's psionic level has indeed reached a level above the terrifying Alpha.

Under Waldo's control.

His psychic power combined the faintest particles of every warship with his psychic energy.

His psionic bursts are powerful enough to suppress the entire power of a planet, and could even cleave a starship in two.

However, he had no interest in destroying them directly; he wanted to fuse these black raiders and the forges of the warships together.

At Vashtor's urging.

The mechanical structure above my head, like a peristaltic stomach, began to move.

This makes it even harder for the black raiders trapped here to fight.

They were surrounded by twisted metal and skeletal remains.

The steel on the ground suddenly seemed to grow arms, climbing up the exoskeleton of their power armor.

The terrifying metal hand seemed to melt, slowly seeping into the bodies of the black raiders, as if some invisible force was dragging them down completely.

"Damn it!"

The Black Raiders are skilled psionic manipulators who swiftly counter enemy attacks.

The enemy wanted to eliminate them, and moreover, to use their bodies to forge weapons.

It’s really interesting!

Use us to refine into hell dragons?
Vashtor, you really don't consider us your opponents!
These black raiders fought as they retreated, and the battle became increasingly fierce.

An angry roar came from the cabin.

During Reinster's strategic withdrawal, Reinster constantly adjusted his tactics, utilizing space and his understanding of warships to create a suitable battlefield for them.

However, this was accompanied by their retreat.

Reinster also saw through Vashtor's purpose.

In those already destroyed places, the Dark Machine Order had been forged into some kind of terrifying monster, a demonic entity composed of flesh and mechanical parts that twisted them into a malevolent form.

These evil abominations devour the creatures around them, while their souls are imprisoned within the endlessly burning core of their blood.

Amidst countless waves of heat and flame, these souls revealed their true nature.

Among them were many of the black raiders guarding other areas.

These veterans from ten thousand years ago were not numerous to begin with.

And now.

They were almost all imprisoned by Vashtor and forged with the eternal warp psionic fire.

"Damn Vashtor!"

"You deserve to die!"

And in the boiling power engine.

At the volcano-like power core, the molten dark matter power core is filled with soldiers of the Black Raiders, imprisoned by Vashtor using dark magic, and the armor they wear is also provided by Vashtor.

So, when he detonated the chaos magic.

Those metals would induce their souls, their bodies, and everything else to merge with the power core.

They didn't know what it was, since it was forged in this way.

But it is definitely the same thing as the hell dragon forged by Vashtor.

"Vashtor!"

"Don't try to hold on, you can't."

When Vashtor's chaotic magic was applied to their armor, they could not withstand it for long.

Although Vashtor forged weapons for Abaddon.

However, the ownership of these weapons did not actually belong to Abaddon; Vashtor had the right to control them at any time.

"Warning to the Chaos Warmaster: Beware of Vashtor!"

A Black Legion psionicist instantly detonated his soul and body, using his psionic power to forcefully break through the blockade and inform Abaddon of everything about Vashtor.

(End of this chapter)