As Konrad Curze was dragged into the darkness by the two Chaos veterans, sounds of metal tearing, bones breaking, and low whimpers continuously emanated from the shadows.
Just then, Leman Russ's voice, with his usual boisterousness, came through the comms channel:
"Hey, Uncle Li! We're almost at the bridge. Abaddon is completely entangled with Chagatai, and he's still shouting about wanting a duel!"
Inside the vengeful spirit, Chaos Warriors and demons, under Abaddon's command, launched a fierce resistance. They used the complex ship structure and obstacles to try and slow down the Imperial forces' advance.
However, after Li Feng boarded the vengeful spirit, Chaos completely lost its source of power, and many even dissipated directly into real space.
Azrael of the Dark Angels led his Space Marine Chapter directly to the main engine room. With the assistance of the Adeptus Mechanicus, they quickly seized control of the power system, causing the Core Area of the vengeful spirit to gradually become paralyzed.
Huron, with the Claws of the Stars Chapter, was responsible for clearing out various compartments and important facilities. They used precise tactical actions to gradually erode the Chaos defense lines.
However, the real focus was the battle on the bridge.
When Russ and Chagatai, the two Primarchs, led the main force to storm the bridge, Abaddon was already waiting. Wearing the terrifying claw of horus on his hand, Abaddon's pressure was like a mountain; even with two Primarchs at his doorstep, he still displayed immense will and combat power.
"corpse emperor's lackeys! You will never understand what true power is!"
Abaddon roared, swinging his power claw to block Russ's axe. The collision of the two powerhouses thundered like lightning, each clash shaking the entire bridge.
But Abaddon could clearly feel that the Chaos blessings on him were disappearing; his strength and speed were gradually starting to revert from a Chaos Warmaster to an ordinary 'first among those below the Primarchs.'
Meanwhile, Iskandar Kalyan, the 'Chaos Literary Youth' and 'Light Novel Protagonist,' was fighting a strange Night Lords wearing a red glove.
The Night Lords' attack speed was very fast, and he wielded a long, peculiar polearm; the hilt had a considerable length of black iron and ceramic decoration. At the end of the hilt was a spike with a crystal energy generator.
As a veteran of the Great Crusade, Kalyan naturally quickly recognized this weapon, that red glove, and the owner who used this weapon... "Jago Sevatarion!"
There was no sound from the helmet opposite, only silence... but the movements of his hands were deadly. Kalyan was finding it very difficult to cope at this moment... Jago Sevatarion, or Sevatar for short, nicknamed the 'Prince of Crows,' Lord of the Black Guard, First Captain of the Eighth Legion Night Lords, and ranked among the 'first among those below the Primarchs' alongside Sigismund, Lucius, Abaddon, Kharn, and Corswain.
As a typical Night Lords warrior, Sevatar was not only cunning and fierce but would also stop at nothing to win a battle.
He once openly cheated in a duel against Sigismund, the 'Blade Master,' illegally using a headbutt to repel the Black Knight, seemingly only because he was tired of the battle that had lasted a day and a night.
Although Sevatar lost to Sigismund due to the foul, he remained the only opponent who could stalemate the'Sword Saint of the West' for tens of hours. Kharn of the World Eaters Legion later tried to imitate Sevatar's headbutt, only to have Sigismund press his head into the ground and rub it.
On the other side, Chagatai launched a flank attack, using his speed to tie down Abaddon's movements, while his mouth didn't stop talking.
Chagatai: "Warmaster, why is your head pointy?"
Abaddon: "Then I ask you, then I ask you..."
Chagatai: "Abaddon, if my brother Horus were normal, you'd just be a chore boy!"
Chagatai thrust his scimitar, a stab like a venomous snake, but Abaddon, with all his might, parried it at an almost impossible angle. However, due to the dissipation of Chaos power, Abaddon's brain had begun to become strange.
His left brain began to attack his right brain, and the pointy topknot on his head began to ponder:
"Nonsense! My master Horus treated me like a father!"
"Fifth Brother! Stop talking nonsense with him!" Russ roared, "Let me cleave this guy!"
Chagatai calmly said, "Abaddon is more valuable alive. Russ, hold him!"
Chagatai seized the opportunity and thrust his blade into Abaddon's shoulder, making him pause. In that instant, Russ's axe blade sliced across Abaddon's chest plate, leaving a deep gash.
Abaddon recoiled sharply, his chest plate emitting a screeching metallic tear, and faint, corrupted flesh was vaguely exposed through the crack. The armor, once indestructible under the blessing of Chaos, now appeared so fragile without its protection.
"Shameless fellows! You only rely on your numbers!" Abaddon's tone was mixed with anger and a hint of imperceptible fear.
Seeing the unfavorable situation, Abaddon was already overwhelmed by the attack of two Primarchs. So Abaddon immediately shouted over:
"Kalyan! Come here for a moment!"
But on that side, Kalyan was being rubbed into the ground by Sevatar at this moment, literally rubbed into the ground. Sevatar's long blade directly pierced Kalyan, dragging him across the floor, then violently flung him away, smashing a large crater into the wall.
Abaddon also recognized that 'Night Lords' at this point. Amidst his surprise, he still tried to maintain his dignity, but his gradually weakening power already made him uneasy.
"Hahaha, numbers?" Russ laughed disdainfully, raising his power axe high, its blade glinting sharply in the bridge's dim red light.
"Little nephew, you should be grateful only two of us came. Otherwise, you wouldn't even have the chance to say that! (Konrad Curze: Currently playing with the optical camouflage Uncle Li gave me, Do Not Call.)"
Chagatai wiped the blood from his warblade and said calmly:
"Abaddon, we are just here to tell you a truth: power comes from glory, not from despicable sacrifice. You sold yourself to Chaos, and in the end, you will have nothing."
Abaddon gritted his teeth, the fatigue in his body and the dissipation of Chaos making it increasingly difficult for him to maintain his resistance against the two Primarchs. His gaze swept across other corners of the bridge, searching for any possible reinforcements or escape routes.
However, the vengeful spirit's bridge had been gradually taken over by the Imperial Army, and miscellaneous troops and demons were being swiftly cleared out.
On the other side, that mysterious 'Night Lords' continued to calmly allocate the battle brothers' positions, cutting off Abaddon's possible reinforcement paths.
The Inner Circle Supermen of the Dark Angels had already occupied the entire main engine room of the vengeful spirit, and Imperial Guard snipers had taken up high positions, ready at any moment to deliver a fatal blow to the Chaos Warmaster's head.
"You have nowhere to run, Abaddon."
Chagatai shook his head, closing in step by step,
"You only have two paths. Either die here, or kneel and surrender, and have you and your current comical face sent to Terra."
"I!!! Will!!! Never!!! Kneel!!!"
Abaddon roared, igniting his last shred of fighting spirit, and he violently swung the claw of horus towards Chagatai's head.
Chagatai moved like the wind, easily dodging, then kicked Abaddon's knee, forcing him to his single knee.
Just as Abaddon struggled to stand, Russ's power axe was already at his neck. The blade was just an inch away from severing his carotid artery.
"Don't move, Warmaster." Russ grinned, his eyes flashing with dangerous light, "I wouldn't mind seeing you off and helping my brother clean house."
Abaddon looked around; the Chaos Warriors on the bridge had long been purged, and only the Imperial warriors surrounded him.
Chagatai slowly approached, half-crouching, staring at Abaddon's face, which trembled slightly from anger and exhaustion.
"Abaddon, you lost."
Chagatai said softly, with a hint of mockery in his tone,
"Tell me, when you're taken back, do you want to be neatly packaged, or dragged like a dog?"
Abaddon clenched his fists, but ultimately had no strength to retaliate. The harsh reality forced him to lower his head, and the whispers of Chaos were completely silenced by Li Feng's presence.
He finally felt it now, that day... Sigismund's feeling...
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