Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"This is our last chance to strike in person, Khorne, seize the opportunity," said Nurgle.

"He is my prey. As long as we can kill Vashtor and seize his authority, all our efforts will be worth it." Khorne said confidently, then took control of Lorgar's body and the Word Bearers fleet headed off to find Vashtor. As for Horus? Khorne didn't have the mood to care about him.

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"Father, the Word Bearers fleet left without any notice. Lorgar is so presumptuous. I ask you to allow me to correct the mistakes of the Word Bearers Legion!" Makhnos said angrily as he watched the departing Word Bearers fleet.

"The commander of that fleet is no longer my brother. Lorgar is only a shell of his former self. Khorne has eroded his soul and taken control of his body." Horus' tone was filled with sorrow.

"Then father, do we need to avenge your brother?" Makhnos asked with a trembling voice after hesitating for a moment. He knew how powerful the Chaos Gods were, but he still couldn't let it go that the other party treated a Primarch, the brother of his genetic father, so cruelly.

"Haha, I'm glad you think so." A smile crossed Horus's face. "If one day I too am controlled by the evil god and my body becomes his puppet, I hope you will bravely attack me."

"Father, what are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean. Lorgar worships the Chaos God, so he gave them an opportunity, but you are different. You are just using the power of the evil god." Makhnos said in panic. It was hard for him to imagine how crazy he would be if one day his father also became a puppet of the evil god.

"Remember your words, Makhnos. Tell the others in the Legion that when that day comes, you will bravely raise your swords!" Horus said with a fierce expression. "Also, beware of those who have been deeply influenced by Chaos. They are your enemies."

"No, father, you are the great wolf shepherd god. No one can control you, not the emperor, not the evil god." Mahnos said anxiously.

"Haha, Wolf God? What a irony! Those who can't become gods always try to add the word 'god' to their titles to emphasize their superiority, while true gods disdain such so-called titles." Horus said with a wry smile. "My children, remember, if you survive this time, do not believe in any gods. If you must find spiritual sustenance, then think of the glory of the Great Crusade."

"As for me? There is no way I can escape the curse of the Chaos Gods. Their power is too strong, even my father cannot save me. So, when I lose myself, you must not show mercy! That's it, little Horus will tell you the rest. Go down." Horus stood up and patted Makhnos's shoulder to show his affection.

While Horus could not escape the clutches of the gods, he fought tooth and nail. As for the outcome of his resistance, he could only leave it to fate. Meanwhile, Khorne had already excitedly led the Word Bearers fleet into the trap set for him by the gods of order. In a vast expanse of the Milky Way sky, Khorne found the shattered Dragonwood Star.

"Vashtor, you will never escape my grasp," Khorne, possessed by Lorgar, sneered. In the distance, the Dragon Forest Star also began to move. Countless dark forges emerged from the Dragon Forest Star, attempting a final resistance.

Chapter 457: The End of Khorne's Avatar

"Haha, useless struggle." Khorne, who possessed Lorgar, waved his hand, and the domain of the Blood God unfolded, covering the entire Word Bearers fleet. With the invasion of Khorne's divine power, both the Space Marines and the mortal legions let out bloodthirsty roars. They eagerly hoped to vent the desire to fight in their hearts with a hearty battle. However, unlike in the past when they wanted to use the blood of the people around them to make a blood sacrifice, they were now just war-loving, not crazy.

At the same time, the various war machines of the Word Bearers also changed. They seemed to come alive, growing sharp barbs and claws, then mouths full of fangs and skulls emerging from the surface. They stared at the distant Dragon Forest Star like a group of bloodthirsty beasts.

"Lorgar is dead. Khorne has taken possession of him," the Traveler Avatar, hidden within the Heart of the Dragonwood, spoke to the Emperor. Lorgar's fate was sealed; his death was inevitable. Among countless possible future scenarios, Lorgar could have perished at the hands of Vashtor's vengeful blow, Perturabo's hammer, or Jonson's sword. But in the end, fate chose the most ridiculous and humiliating death: obliterated by the Chaos Gods he worshipped. It was a bitter irony.

"I know." The Emperor was deeply conflicted. On the one hand, the death of Lorgar, the leader of the rebellion, eliminated a threat to the future of the Imperium of Man. But at the same time, Lorgar was, after all, his genetic offspring, and his death was not entirely satisfactory. Indeed, it was. The Emperor did not truly love Lorgar. His affections were based on closeness and distance, and just as the five fingers of a person are not all aligned, their attitude towards their offspring differed accordingly.

"We have given Vashtor some power, enough to deal with Khorne, who has descended in Lorgar's body. If Khorne wishes to capture Vashtor, he must descend in his avatar," said the Eldar Death God. This time, the Gods of Order were going to make a big move, so they had to lure Khorne's avatar into their path.

"Very good, the fish we have caught cannot escape." The Emperor nodded, stroking the hilt of the great sword in his hand. Meanwhile, outside, the half-sage of the Dragon Forest Star, Wa Banxian, had already engaged Lorgar, who was controlled by Khorne.

"Something is not right!" The two sides did not fight for long, but Khorne felt something was wrong. The combat effectiveness of his body was a little low, while Wa Banxian's combat effectiveness was higher than he expected.

"It's useless if it's not my chosen one. And this body is full of resentment." Khorne sighed as he felt the body's resistance to him.

Even the Dark Lords have their limits, and while the Primarch's power is nothing compared to the Dark Lords, it's still a high-end creation of the Warp's power and the Emperor's genes. Filled with resentment towards Khorne and lacking the time to properly "process" this body, Lorgar's body's ability to withstand Khorne's power is extremely limited.

In the background, how was Angron able to harness Khorne's power to shatter the Anthem Engine and corrupt an Imperial fleet? For one thing, Angron was Khorne's Chosen Primarch, and he recognized Khorne as his superior. For another, Angron had already ascended to the daemon realm, and the interface protocol between their powers was perfectly compatible, allowing for smooth operation. This was completely different from Lorgar's situation.

Meanwhile, Khorne discovered that the opponent's injuries didn't seem that severe, and his reserves of divine power exceeded his expectations. Considering that the Gods of Order might arrive at any moment, Khorne decided to quickly resolve the battle. A moment later, accompanied by the terrifying sea of ​​blood from the High Heavens, Khorne's incarnation arrived!

"Surrender or die!" Khorne's avatar descended and instantly shredded Lorgar's body. The last function of this body was to serve as a coordinate for Khorne's arrival on earth! Now that He had arrived, this coordinate was useless.

"Begin!" As the Emperor drew his sword, the Traveler led the charge once again. A vast blue ocean appeared simultaneously in the real universe and the Warp, spanning space and time, trapping Khorne's blood sea within it.

"Traveler, how could you be here?" When the blue ocean surged from all directions, Khorne was wilted. He really couldn't understand how the traveler could suddenly fall from the sky like this?

Just as He was still wondering how the travelers would arrive, a golden, icy sun crashed fiercely into Khorne's sea of ​​blood. The cold, all-destroying force of destruction and the blazing power of humanity's faith combined to vaporize the sea of ​​blood, reducing Khorne's power to nothingness.

"Khorne, let your fall be the end!" The Emperor thrust his sword straight at the incarnation of Khorne. The final battle between the gods was about to begin! The scene that followed could be described as a crushing defeat... Khorne was already exhausted. The long battle between the gods and the wounds all over his body had pushed him to his limit.

At this moment, Khorne used his fighting spirit and valor to barely hold off the Emperor's attack, but even so, he was still beaten back step by step, his body covered with scars. The divine power that had once erupted like a volcano was now reduced to a gentle stream. Khorne was truly gone.

Yet, even when the Gods of Order held absolute advantage, the Traveler still chose to attack from behind. The blue ocean slowly seeped into the sea of ​​blood, then slowly wrapped around Khorne's body. The latter's spirit was completely devoted to the battle against the Emperor. The Emperor's power of destruction not only obliterated the Avatar physically, but also dissolved Khorne's spirit.

At the perfect moment, the Traveler struck. The vast blue ocean condensed into the Traveler's avatar, and the Twilight Spear in his hand once again aimed at Khorne's back. The scar beside his spine clearly witnessed the Traveler's great achievements in the previous battle! The Traveler gestured, and the spear in his hand once again pierced Khorne's body with ease, then slashed sideways, severing Khorne's spine! Then he thrust forward again, piercing Khorne's chest and exiting.

"Traveler, you despicable guy!" Khorne struggled, but this time the Traveler's nails were so strong that Khorne was unable to struggle.

"When you and the other evil gods surrounded me, I never saw you talk about chivalry." The traveler held the avatar of Khorne in place with one hand, while twirling the spear with the other. "Khorne can do it on the first day, but I can't do it on the fifteenth?"

"Traveler, sooner or later, I..." Khorne struggled, attempting to stab the Traveler with his sword. He simultaneously used his head, crowned with blood-red spikes, to strike the Traveler's avatar behind him. He struggled with all his might, even ignoring the Emperor before him.

"You're distracted!" The Emperor sneered, and the golden sword cut off Khorne's wrist. The bloody vortex flew out and was swallowed by the soul sea of ​​the nearby god of death. Khorne lost the weapon in his hand, and with it the authority over it.

The Gods of Order conducted research on how to explode Khorne's gold—no, authority—in order to explode everything necessary. Their conclusion was that if Khorne were killed, or if he were to self-destruct before dying, the Gods of Order would most likely lose their authority. The best solution was to divide Khorne's body, sealing each piece individually and slowly extracting the authority within.

Just as the scythe of the Avatar of Nurgle represents the most lethal of all Nurgle's powers, the Power of Death, so the vortex of the Avatar of Khorne similarly holds the most potent of all Khorne's powers, the Power of War and Slaughter. Therefore, the first strike planned by the Traveler and the Emperor was aimed at the weapon of the Avatar of Khorne.

So, the Traveler backstabbed Khorne and attracted his attention with words. Gods can also be angry, and when anger reaches a certain level, they may make stupid moves. Khorne was too angry, so he ignored the Emperor who was fighting Khorne head-on and was exhausted from defending himself.

The Emperor was then able to calmly sever Khorne's wrist, and then allow the Eldar Death God to perfectly seal this power temporarily.

"The next thing is blood." The Emperor smiled as he carefully pierced Khorne's body with his sword. The blood that flowed out was not evaporated by the Emperor's divine power, but was collected in a special container. This is all top-quality material, and it cannot be wasted.

"And take this crown too. I feel there must be something inside it," said the traveler.

"Yes." The Emperor nodded and prepared to take off Khorne's crown.

"Ahhh! The Emperor!" Khorne used his other hand to desperately block the Emperor's actions, but the Emperor would not tolerate Khorne and directly raised his sword to solve the problem.

"Be quiet, Khorne, and don't shout. Even if you are finished, you should have some dignity." The Emperor said seriously.

"Your so-called dignity is to cut me up like an animal?" Khorne was stunned by the Emperor's shamelessness. He felt that the Emperor's power should not be destruction, but shamelessness!

"You are right. The best way to deal with misunderstandings like yours in the subspace is to recycle them and reuse them." The Emperor said with a smile.

"Let it all end!" Finally, the Avatar of Khorne decided to commit suicide. He invoked his blood power, hotter than the stars. Infused with the universe's most potent killing intent, his blood began to dissolve Khorne's body from the inside out. Blood dripped onto the Spear of Twilight, causing the artifact to groan.

"That's enough, let's leave it at that." The traveler drew out his spear and moved away. At the same time, he and the Emperor established a barrier to prevent the leakage of Khorne's pollution.

Ultimately, the Avatar of Khorne was dissolved by its own blood, then crumbled into nothingness. Along with the Avatar of Khorne's fall, the four Chaos Gods either died or withdrew, remaining weakened for a considerable period.

"Only Horus remains." The Emperor looked thousands of light-years away, where the Luna Wolves' fleet rested. Horus and his Legion were the only remaining significant force among the rebels. As for the Word Bearers, accompanying Khorne, they had been completely defeated by the Grand Harlequin and the Immortal Warlord when the Avatar of Khorne was in dire straits. These Chaos believers had learned the hard way what it meant to bully the weak with the might of the strong!

"There's also the Eye of Terror. Let's take this opportunity to deal with it as well," said the traveler.

"Close the Eye of Terror?" asked the Emperor.

"Yes, I think the Silent King will definitely be willing to help. After all, the essence of the Eye of Terror is the terrifying power that tears the veil of the Warp and reality, blurring the boundaries between the two, and then devouring a large number of planets. Some of these planets will be returned to the Eldar, and some will belong to us. For humans to grow and develop, these planets are indispensable resources. Moreover, the Chaos Gods are now unprecedentedly weak, and they have no ability to interfere." said the Traveler.

"Your idea is very good. In this way, it will be more difficult for Chaos to enter the physical universe." The Emperor nodded with satisfaction.

"I sense Horus's remorse," the Emperor said suddenly.

"It's useless. Horus's dark side has become too entangled with the Chaos Gods. He can't escape it. His will and resistance can only prevent him from becoming a handy tool in the hands of the Chaos Gods, but cannot help him achieve victory. The Chaos Gods left power in Horus' body, and also left seeds and coordinates. There is no chance. Let Horus' death be the end of the entire Great Heresy." said the Traveler.

"Then let's end it as soon as possible." The emperor nodded.

"Will you still participate in the final battle?" asked the Emperor.

"I will be there, but I won't do anything. That's your business. The death of Horus marks the end of an era, but also a beginning. All the gods will sit in the audience, and I want to use this opportunity to do something big." The traveler said with a smile.

"What on earth do you want to do?" The emperor was shocked. When it came to causing trouble, the emperor still admired the traveler!

"Some of Vashtor's words gave me some ideas, and I decided to develop them." The traveler hesitated for a moment, and then told the emperor what happened.

"How dare you think so!" The emperor was shocked after hearing this.

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"Alas, Khorne is still too greedy. If He could stop earlier, He would not have lost His incarnation." In the Garden of Nurgle, Nurgle himself looked at the mortal world and said.

"Then, for a very long time in the future, the Chaos Realm will be suppressed by the Gods of Order. Perhaps even the arrival of a great devourer from beyond the galaxy won't change anything."

Nurgle raised his head, attempting to observe the changes in entropy within the galaxy. He was surprised to discover that he could no longer detect an increase in entropy among the Gods of Order. Clearly, their victory had extended their fortunes. This prevented Nurgle from even considering the slightest attempt to attack them.

"That's it. I still have to deal with Tzeentch." Nurgle's gaze fell on the Crystal Labyrinth. War is an eternal theme. Avoiding confrontation with the Gods of Order doesn't mean the Chaos Gods won't attack each other. To compensate for their respective losses, the battle between them will only become more brutal!

Chapter 458 Traveler: Abaddon, do your best (5K)

"Still waiting?" The traveler said with a smile as he looked at Locke who was a little anxious outside the purification room.

"Yes, although Abaddon is sometimes cruel and willful, he is generally a very good Space Marine commander. He remembers his mission and did not turn to Chaos even in the darkest hour. I believe he should be pure, but..." Loken tried his best to defend his colleague.

"He is indeed pure. The Chaos pollution has not distorted his mind. Once the test is completed and he undergoes a period of adaptive recovery, he can return to the Legion." The traveler said with a smile.

In the end, Abaddon returned to the Empire with a group of uncontaminated legionnaires. They were cautious and chose to come to Loken instead of others. Loken also welcomed Abaddon and his subordinates with caution. On the one hand, he gave them security guarantees, guaranteeing their safety and rations as long as the latter did not cause trouble. On the other hand, he quickly notified the Empire that they were welcome to come back, but necessary testing and even purification were also needed.

This move was not kept secret; the Primarchs and many of the Legion's high-ranking officers knew about it, and it had a significant impact, especially among the loyalists of the rebel Legions. After all, Abaddon's return could reveal some clues about how the Empire would treat them.

In order to handle this matter properly, the Traveler Avatar also arrived in person. Of course, this does not mean that a person of the Traveler's level is required to handle this matter, but rather that the Traveler is very interested in this matter... After all, in another timeline, "Abaddon the Invincible" is too famous.

After the Traveler and Loken exchanged a few pleasantries, the door to the purification chamber opened, and a figure with a towering braid, far more burly than the average Space Marine, emerged. At that moment, the Luna Wolves officers and soldiers waiting at the door, along with officers and soldiers from other Legions of the former Warrior Society, approached Abaddon, welcoming the former Luna Wolves' First Company Captain back into the Legion's family. Abaddon generously expressed his goodwill to everyone.

"Welcome back, Abaddon. Although I dislike many of your actions, you have not become our enemy after all. Your loyalty and will have passed the test." Garo walked forward and gave him a strong hug.

"Then you should feel lucky. If we meet on the battlefield, believe me, you won't last a few minutes in my hands." Abaddon responded to Garo with a big laugh.

"Don't worry, the scenario you expected will not happen, because I will prepare more than a dozen plasma and hot melt waiting for you." Garo said nonchalantly.

"That's okay. Loken can prepare more weapons for me." Abaddon's words were as hard as his fists. "By the way, why don't I see those frivolous Imperial Child bastards?" Abaddon glanced around. Several Imperial Child commanders he knew didn't seem to be among them. This made him somewhat dissatisfied. After all, the Imperial Child and the Death Guard had the closest relationship with the Luna Wolves back then.

"Folgen came back before you. Fulgrim had some conflicts with the Night Lords Legion before, and after his return, Fulgrim is discussing some things in the past with Curze. Discussions on all aspects. Of course, all this is limited to a certain range." Garo explained.

"Well, I can imagine this will be a heated debate," Abaddon said, eager to join the debate. At this moment, he looked out onto the terrace and saw Loken and a figure beside him. Past memories flooded back, and Abaddon shuddered.

"What's wrong?" asked Garo.

"Nothing, I'll go see Loken first." Abaddon said to Garo after realizing that Garo couldn't see the traveler at all.

"You really should meet Locke. He has done a lot to help you, and if nothing unexpected happens, you may have to work under him in the future." said Garo.

"If the treatment is good, I can consider it." Abaddon said, touching his chin.

"It's up to you." Garo patted Abaddon's shoulder and said.

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"Your Majesty. It is my honor to meet you." Facing the traveler, Abaddon did not dare to be arrogant and immediately bowed and saluted.

"I'm glad you and your brothers are back. The Empire needs people like you," the traveler said with a smile. "The test results are in. Most of them are fine, but some need to be purified. So, what are your plans next?"

"I hope to be with my brothers. I only know how to fight, so I hope to find my place on the battlefield in the future. I hope there will be enough battles in the galaxy for me to fight." Abaddon thought for a moment and said, "But I will never work under Garro. Never! I, Abaddon, have never been inferior to anyone! I can cooperate with Garro on equal terms, but I will not take orders from him." After saying this, Abaddon gave Garro a provocative look.

"Of course there were. When the main forces of the Empire were dealing with the rebels, other aliens took advantage of the situation to attack the Empire's territory. The Ork warlords in the Chondax galaxy were one of the representatives. Before, the Ultramarine Legion and the three Imperial Fists went to conquer them, but were defeated. After the Great Rebellion ends, we will definitely have to deal with this cancer, and you can participate." said the traveler.

"Three legions of Ultramarines and Imperial Fists plus some temporary reinforcements, about 4 to 4.5 Space Marines, can't they actually deal with an Ork warlord?" Abaddon said with a frown.

Abaddon was well aware that the Ultramarines' chapters were generally overstrength, with a typical chapter perhaps 1 men, while one of theirs was 1.2 to 1.5 men. The fact that they were unable to eliminate a single Ork warlord was somewhat surprising, as he had thought the galaxy's troublemakers had been largely eliminated.

"After the Heresy ends, the Imperium may mobilize a Primarch and more than 15 Space Marines to deal with this trouble." said the Traveler.

"Is it so exaggerated?" Abaddon widened his eyes.

"It's good that we can handle it," the Traveler said. This wasn't because the Traveler looked down on the Legion, but rather because the warlord of this galaxy in the background was indeed quite formidable. In the background, the Khan and his Legion were mobilized to deal with this Orc warlord, and the battle lasted for several years. Although the Alpha Legion was hidden behind the scenes to control the situation, supporting the Orcs when they were weak and the Khan when they were strong, even so, the fact that they could evenly fight the Khan showed that this Orc army was truly formidable.

Therefore, in order to eradicate this cancer, sending a Primarch and more than 15 troops is not excessive. Although the Great Crusade caused great damage to the diversity of intelligent creatures in the galaxy, to be honest, there are still many powerful aliens among them.

The xenos of Chondax are definitely not an isolated case. Take, for example, the Hrud who severely damaged the Iron Warriors' grand fleet, or the Wormmen who fought the Alpha Legion. Not to mention the horrific events the DA Legion dealt with, some of which even appear in Imperial records. Therefore, war is an eternal theme in the galaxy. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

"The galaxy is vast, and our enemies are numerous. So, Abaddon, the path you have chosen is an endless journey," said the Traveler.

"I also want to participate in the final battle of the Great Rebellion, and I also want to meet my father." Abaddon thought for a moment and said.

"No problem," said the traveler.

"There is something I need to tell you," Abaddon said after much hesitation. "The Chaos Gods once bewitched me. They said I would be the destined Warmaster of Chaos. The Imperium of Man had decayed, and all of human civilization was mired in an inescapable quagmire. The Emperor's flesh sat atop the Golden Throne, caught between life and death. I would cleanse this corrupted galaxy. They showed me many horrific scenes, and the corruption and filth of the Imperium was unbearable for me."

"Abaddon, be careful with your words!" Loken shouted from the side.

"Okay, there's nothing to hide. That was just a matter of another timeline. In that timeline, I didn't come back, and the Eldar Death God didn't awaken early. The Emperor wasn't well prepared for Chaos, and at that time, He stubbornly refused to accept the power of faith. He was also unwilling to use his own origin, so He was severely damaged by Horus, who was blessed by the Chaos Gods." said the traveler.

"What happened to my father in that timeline?" Abaddon asked.

"It must be dead. It's just a puppet controlled by the Chaos God. After he beat the Emperor to the brink of death, this puppet became useless. For the evil god, useless things are bound to be abandoned." said the traveler.

"Is this fate? A fate that mortals cannot change?" Abaddon was a little excited.

"Well, I will tell you the truth the Chaos God never told you." The Traveler then revealed much to Abaddon: Horus's dying repentance, and after Horus's death, Loken's offer of Abaddon's services, Abaddon's last chance to turn from darkness to light, only to be thwarted by Erebus's backstab. Then came the fragmentation of the Legion, the strife between the Chaos Legions, and Abaddon's own thirteen Black Crusades, all the way to the fall of Cadia, and the arrival of the Age of the Primarchs...

"This is truly an unimaginable darkness." Abaddon was stunned by the darkness before him. He couldn't imagine himself being so depraved in another timeline. He also didn't expect that he could actually cause such a big thing.

"In another timeline, the Empire was in overall decline, but why did the loyal primarchs disappear quickly after the Great Crusade? Instead, 1 years later, when the Empire was already on the decline, the primarchs reappeared?" asked Loken, who also saw the illusion.

After all, in his opinion, the overall situation of the Imperium was stable after the Heresy, far less chaotic than the 40 era. So why did one loyal Primarch after another disappear so inexplicably, even comically? Guilliman was severely injured by Fulgrim, which Loken could understand, after all, Guilliman himself was not very good at fighting.

But the Khan disappeared while pursuing the Dark Eldar. The Khan is a master at escaping, so how could he disappear? Dorn, the Primarch of the Imperial Fists, survived the Battle of Terra, a crisis like that, and then vanished inexplicably. It's illogical. How could a bunch of Primarchs survive such a storm, only to end up in a ditch?