Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"You know, Dorn ruined everything." Fulgrim complained to Jaghatai at the Ark of Bietan. "We shouldn't have allowed him to speak. His bad character will only bring the original body back." The statement became a bit ridiculous.”

"It's okay Fulgen. They have been stunned by the news now. They don't know how to think about these things." Chagatai comforted Fulgen.

Then Dorn's words continued to be broadcast through the wide-area sound array equipment, "As the seventh son of the Emperor, I prove to you with my integrity and the palace on Terra. I have returned to the Empire, and Pettu, who once rebelled against the Empire, Rabo has also returned to the empire. In addition, the conflict between Rogal Dorn, that is, me, and Perturabo has been effectively mediated. I hope that the heirs with my blood flowing in their bodies can also let go of the past. Hatred. I also know that this is an excessive request, but like Perturabo, I am waiting for you in Cadia. If you have any questions, please make a list first and I will answer them one by one."

After the voice ended, Fulgrim looked at Jaghatai, and then said with a smile, "How about you also make a statement? The Eagle of Chogoris has also returned to the Empire, and is ready to kick Abaddon's ass into bloom?"

Jaghatai curled his lips, he did not want to do such a ostentatious thing, and his mission was to command the fleet to launch a surprise attack on the Chaos Fleet. Making such a statement was really not in line with the needs of the war.

Chagatai boarded the ship, and the mess hall mixed fleet quickly detached from Bietan's Ark and headed towards the center of the melee.

Fulgrim looked back at Lin Fan. He was boarding the Void Phoenix fighter with Elafren. As the most proficient member of the expeditionary force, Lin Fan needed to solve the most difficult things on the battlefield.

For example, planet killer battleships, black stone fortresses, and weapons like Mao's Head can only be captured by stacking corpses.

Fulgrim's mission is to stay in the Ark of Bietan and be responsible for dealing with the Emperor's Sons and other Slaanesh warbands who are about to attack the Ark. Fulgrim, who has been promoted to demon, knows very well the Emperor's Sons' desire for the juicy souls of the Eldar. Eager, they will never miss the opportunity to attack the Eldar Ark, not to mention that the Bietan Ark looks scarred and fragile from the outside.

The leader of the Death Army, Ifreni, is also staying in the ark, preparing to face the wind of war with her people.

Jaghatai's analysis of the battlefield was quite correct. The leaders of the Empire and Chaos sides were shocked by the statements of Perturabo and Dorn for a long time. This situation increased as the leadership level increased.

"Have I misheard...the Primarch? Rogal Dorn and Perturabo?" Warmaster Rhys, who was in the Empire's command fortress, frowned and asked. There were not many members of his glorious family left. There are few ancient myths, so he has some understanding of the gold content of the Primarch. The officers and correspondents caught in his gaze exude clear confusion in their eyes.

"Sir...what does that mean?" An officer asked a question that others also wanted to ask. Tactical Reese was silent for a long time and then spoke slowly.

"We worship the Space Marines as legends, and the Space Marines worship the Primarchs as myths..."

......

Aboard the Vengeful Spirit, Abaddon sat on the throne and froze for a long time.

Roger Dorn?

If he just suddenly appeared and shouted that he wanted to fight for the Empire, Abaddon would still understand. After all, Dorne was just missing but not dead. It would be understandable for him to suddenly come out to help when the Empire was in such trouble. Vulkan did the same thing back then, and Magnus and Lorgar also sent messages to Abaddon, saying that they would contribute to the Thirteenth Black Crusade.

Is this a balance? It always seems like this, whenever Abaddon feels that the battle has been decided and the Empire has no choice but to make a comeback, they can always come back from a desperate situation and then fight Abaddon to a - draw.

Just like the th Black Crusade, the Imperial fleet was originally driven into the abyss of despair by the Black Fortress. However, an Imperial warship overturned the situation by hitting the artillery charging point of the Blackstone Fortress.

Who knows how this huge battleship managed to hide its traces among the advanced and almost magical detectors of the Chaos Fleet and Blackstone Fortress...

But this Perturabo...

Abaddon tapped his hand on the armrest, puzzled.

How could Perturabo side with the Empire? You must know that he fought most vigorously when attacking the Royal Palace of Terra. The entire battlefield of Terra became a place where Perturabo and Dorne competed.

Has Perturabo shown signs of leaning towards the Empire before? It seems there isn’t one either?

Abaddon scratched his head, and then he carefully recalled the two statements, and then remembered that there were two coordinate points sandwiched in the statement.

Glancing at the map, Abaddon's troubles disappeared in an instant. He sat on the throne and smiled softly, his lips showing his disdain and contempt for the empire.

"Warmaster?" Telemas on the side couldn't help but ask. He couldn't understand why Abaddon suddenly felt relaxed. His mind was still in a mess because of those two statements.

Abaddon looked at Telemas and said in a teaching tone, "Perturabo and Dorne... Haha! How ridiculous! The cunning and cowardly Imperial people are trying to use this method to disturb the morale of the army and let them The Iron Warriors broke away from our team, but have they ever thought about such a problem?"

"what is the problem?"

"That is, the conflict between Perturabo and Dorne is irreconcilable! Anyone who stands between them will be ruthlessly crushed. Even the emperor who walks on earth cannot stop the two of them from fighting openly and secretly. This Although the message said that Perturabo and Dorn had settled their feud, it placed the coordinates at two locations not far apart. The distance was so close that you could see the other party's irritating face just by standing on tiptoes and looking up. s face."

After that, Abaddon asked Telemas, "Would you forgive an enemy you have hated for thousands of years?"

"Even if he dies, it's impossible."

"If you forgive, will you let this person hang out in front of your eyes?"

Telemas was silent for a while, and then replied, "No... Thousands of years of hatred cannot be easily forgotten. I will definitely rush over and slap his face to an extent that I don't recognize."

"That's right. Thousands of years of hatred cannot be forgotten so easily." Abaddon leaned comfortably on the throne, the playful look in his eyes gradually being replaced by coldness, and a strong murderous aura was released from his body, "Ka Those idiot old generals in Dia and those stodgy idiots in the Space Marines would never have come up with this solution... It must have been done by some inquisitor looking through the nooks and crannies of history. He must have read the distorted and missing pages. He got a lot of inspiration from the ancient history books... and the damn Mechanicus Priest who helped him create the voice lines of the two... Telemas! Send me an order and immediately send Harken the World-Taker to those two coordinates. , tell him to dig out all the damn Inquisitors and Mechanicus Priests and torture them in the most painful way!"

"Yes, Warmaster." A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Telemas's face.