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"Damn it! We still couldn't destroy that Blackrock Fortress?" Spyr frowned deeply, his heart filled with anxiety.

The two intact Blackstone fortresses before them were like two impregnable fortresses, and the powerful firepower and defensive capabilities they unleashed exerted tremendous pressure on the Imperial fleet.

To make matters worse, the Imperial Navy was already at a disadvantage in terms of the number of warships, and it was simply powerless to face such a formidable enemy.

At this moment, after starting its engines, the Eternal Will began to continuously detach from the warp and rapidly approach the Chaos Fleet.

Despite the Imperial Navy's relentless barrage of heavy artillery fire on the heavily damaged Blackrock Fortress, it was frustrating that they were unable to render it combat-ready before it successfully withdrew to the Chaos Fleet.

At the same time, the warp torrents from the depths of the Sea of ​​Souls of the Eternal Will bombarded the Imperial warships relentlessly, like a raging torrent.

However, under Spyr's excellent command, most of the warships were able to receive effective cover from other friendly ships in time before the Void Shield was about to overload, thus narrowly avoiding annihilation time and time again.

Meanwhile, on the opposite side, Frikan Malos, with the command authority granted to him by Luo Jia and the tacit approval of Peturabo, also methodically directed the Chaos warships to cooperate and advance in turn.

His goal was clear: to do everything possible to safely bring the Eternal Will back to his side at the lowest possible cost.

This incredibly fierce battle lasted for several days! The two military geniuses, Spiel and Vrickan Marlos, engaged in a breathtaking contest on the battlefield, both secretly marveling at each other's extraordinary command abilities, which were in no way inferior to their own.

On the edge of the battlefield, Talazin's Sands of Time led his undead fleet in attacking the outer Chaos ships, while together with Bella's Lord of the Abyss, they formed a defensive line to block Chaos reinforcements.

Hecate of the Underworld appeared like a ghost alongside Moriana in the fleet composed of the two Primarchs.

Although its incredibly powerful doomsday cannon has not yet been fired, its mere presence is enough to make Spiel and Bella wary and dare not act rashly.

As the three enormous Blackrock fortresses slowly converged, resembling three moving mountains, they came together.

The terrifying pressure they exuded made it impossible for the already struggling Imperial Navy lines to withstand the attack, forcing them to retreat helplessly.

However, Spier did not give up easily despite his predicament.

He racked his brains, constantly trying various tactical strategies to disperse the Chaos Fleet's forces, and did his utmost to slow down the Chaos Fleet's advance.

He knew that as long as he could buy more time, the human empire's reinforcement fleet would arrive in droves to support Planet Cardia.

Every moment of delay tilts the scales of victory more in the empire's favor.

What puzzled Spyr was that the Chaos Fleet became cautious and slow after its initial full-speed advance. Logically, the enemy should have known that Imperial warships were continuously arriving to provide support.

In their previous encounters, Spiel already knew that his opponent was a figure of equal stature to him in the fleet command.

Could it be that the commander of the Chaos Fleet has been temporarily replaced? Spyr wondered, though he didn't believe the Primarch of the Demons would do something so foolish.

Frikan Malhos was somewhat troubled at this moment, because of the recaptured Blackrock Fortress, the Eternal Will. No one had expected that the Eternal Will would actually have its own soul.

That little girl named Mokas can actually control the Eternal Will Blackrock Fortress! And she even claims to be Abaddon's daughter!

Frikan Malhos inquired with Luo Jia, but she said that eliminating her would require a lot of time to set up a ritual to completely free Blackrock Fortress from Mokas's control.

As far as Jufrikan Malhos knew, Mokas was discovered by Abaddon in Blackrock Keep and later became the ship spirit of the space fortress during the Black Legion's chaotic ritual on Blackrock Keep.

Now she's insisting on seeing Abaddon, otherwise she won't agree to move.

Luo Jia shielded Frikan Malos from Mokas's psychological probing, but he had no idea how to get the Eternal Will to go to the sun in Cardia as planned.

Holding a large-scale chaos ritual is obviously impossible now, but a smaller one is fine.

Prepared jointly by the two Primarchs, this was used to imprison Morcas, causing her to lose control of the Eternal Will for a period of time.

As for what Vrican Malhos had to do in this ceremony, it was simply to trick Mocas into stepping onto the ceremony site.

Seeing that even the Word Bearer Space Marines, who were coaxing a little girl, had expressions of contemplation about the universe, the way they looked at Vrikan Malos began to change.

"Why can't Father come aboard the Eternal Will, and why can't we communicate via the terminal?" Little Mocas pointed his right hand at the over two-and-a-half-meter-tall Frikan Malos.

“The War General is currently unavailable, and communications may be intercepted by the False Emperor’s servants.” Fricam Marlos was unaware that part of what he said was true.

Mocas frowned. She sensed that the other person seemed to be telling the truth, and she could also feel the psychological fluctuations of Friccan Marlos's concern for the War General.

“You are loyal, and Father will definitely give you an important position.” Mokas chose to believe in her abilities, unaware that under Luo Jia’s psychic distortion, she could only perceive what Luo Jia wanted her to see.

“Of course, I will be the most powerful arm of the Chaos Warmaster,” Frikan Malhos said calmly.

As they slowly walked through the deep, mysterious passage, the so-called "teleportation ritual" was finally revealed to Mokas without reservation.

The Great Manifestation Master, Luo Jia, dressed in powered armor and covered with scriptures praising the gods of chaos, stood solemnly in the center of the ceremony site, acting as the presiding officer of the ceremony.

At this moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the petite little girl walked step by step towards the center of the ceremony.

Among the crowd, Perturabo, who believed this might be the new Demon Engine, stared intently at Mocas, as if trying to see through her seemingly frail body to the secret power hidden deep within.

The not-so-large ritual site was completely surrounded by countless Dark Apostles of Word Bearers. Each of them was expressionless, but their eyes, which gleamed with an eerie light, were fixed on Mokas, giving off a chilling feeling.

However, although the look in these people's eyes gave Mokas an ominous feeling, at the same time, her innate special ability allowed her to clearly perceive the sincerity and blessings emanating from the depths of their hearts. This contradictory feeling left Mokas feeling very confused and puzzled.

She has never doubted her ability in the slightest.

It was precisely because of this unique talent that she was able to repeatedly and successfully discern the true thoughts of others, and thus won Abaddon's high regard.

Just as Mokas stepped onto the ceremony site with trepidation, the imprisonment ritual was suddenly initiated.

With a low, muffled buzzing sound, dazzling runic light rose from the ground, quickly wrapping around Mokas's body like giant chains.

At the same time, the protective spell cast by Luo Jia that had been enveloping Mokas vanished instantly.

Only now did Mokas realize that there seemed to be something wrong with his previous perception of the psychological activities of the people around him—their inner world was far too positive and optimistic! This was not in line with the state that a group of Chaos believers should be in.

Now she sensed their deepest feelings: Luo Jia's disdain, Perturabo's surprise, the Dark Apostle's contempt, and Frikan Malos's profound ambition!

Frikan Malhoth has never been willing to submit to anyone. Only he is the Chaos Warmaster, and only he can set the galaxy ablaze. And in his ambition, the Eternal Chosen is his ultimate goal!