Chapter 419 The plague war has finally come!
Black Abyss Star.
Above the airspace, covered with rotten flesh, thorns and tentacles, the Chaos warship bared its teeth and claws, blocking the sky.
That is a terrible force that any civilized world fears.
Dong Dong Dong——
The giant hammer made of dead souls and corrupted steel bombarded the wailing material on the chopping block, causing the entire earth to shake.
The Black Sages controlled the ferocious tentacles and added more chaotic things to the furnace to forge more evil adamantine.
"Fear, torture, pain, the King of Fear follows him like a shadow, burning all souls..."
Chaos slaves sang songs of praise, worked in the dark foundry, kept the machinery running, and shed thick sweat from their hard work.
These slave workers are extremely dedicated, dare not slack off for a moment, and even feel proud.
Because they are also an important part of the Dark Foundry.
Whether it is deadly weapons and armor, or terrifying demon engines, they are all condensed with their own hard work and sweat.
These dark creatures will take countless lives on the battlefield, blood will flow into rivers, and the enemy's wails and fears will never end.
Even if he is a slave, he is still participating in killing, spreading fear, and making his own contribution to the great King of Fear!
Therefore, you can also receive gifts from that great existence!
"Praise Diavolo, who will send down more soul-burning fear and fire!"
When they think of this, the slave workers are full of strength, because some people have been favored and become higher-level dark technicians.
The Dark Technician has a strong body and more tentacles, and has got rid of his status as a slave laborer and officially became a member of the Dread Legion.
The King of Fear favored all his people equally, and all the blood and sweat devoted were rewarded.
What kind of generosity and gift is that? !
On the entire Black Abyss Star, vigorous dark production is going on. The space ship is being dismantled and more materials are being put into the dark furnace.
Batch after batch of Chaos weapons and armor were delivered, and the demon engine ignited the molten fire in the core, stepping out of the factory with a thundering roar.
These will ignite the flames of war.
Roar——
In front of the giant altar in the Dark Workshop, several fear warriors paid enough blood points and obtained their own mounts - the Hell Flying Dragon, under the envious eyes of everyone.
These hellwyrms have been specially designed and equipped with saddles, allowing the Dread Warriors to control this abomination.
They will become Dread Knights!
More and more hell flying dragons flew up, hovering in the air, spitting out pillars of flames.
In the dark clouds, a figure with faint claws and scales flashed past, and its terrifying size could be inferred just from the exposed parts.
That was the Dark Prince's vehicle - Black Flame, a hell flying dragon hundreds of meters long, pitch black and flowing with molten fire.
"Sure enough, that little guy prefers a chaotic environment..."
The observation deck of the Magic Palace.
Ron looked at the giant abomination rolling in the chaotic clouds and smiled.
That's Chi Yan.
But that was its previous name, now it's called Black Flame, and it's undergone a complete dark makeover, making it even more deadly.
It can be regarded as restoring its serious identity as a hell flying dragon.
Ouch!
Black Flame swooped down and came to the observation deck, wagging its tail desperately.
The giant tail decorated with poisonous stings and blades swept out air blasts, which were powerful enough to cut off any fighter jet or even a large landing ship.
It is begging for feeding from its owner.
"Are you hungry again?"
Ron used evil energy to restrain the struggling Chaos entity, a huge Nurgle demon, and then threw it into the distance: "Go, go and play by yourself!"
This little guy is good at this.
As the Nurgle demon screamed, Black Flame chased after him with wings, grabbed the opponent, teased, tore and swallowed it.
When it turned around, its owner had disappeared.
Black Flame lowered his head and let out a cry before flying deep into the clouds again, looking for new fun.
Such as chasing those fear knights riding little ones.
Inside the Demon Palace.
"Damn it, I have to let the black engine oil guys improve the equipment later."
Ron restrained his evil energy and sat in front of the huge dark table, leaning over and carefully poking at the data pad, handling matters.
He somewhat understood how uncomfortable Lao Ji was at that time.
"Sir, our vanguard has already set off..."
The Dark Thunder guards came to report.
Not long ago, a vanguard army of ten thousand people of the Dread Legion followed the instructions of the Dark Prince and set off from the Eye of Terror to the empire's territory - the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar.
Ron nodded, still focused on the data pad.
After those fear warriors obtained a large amount of equipment, they screamed for battle all day long and should have been released long ago.
Therefore, he asked those guys to find trouble with the Nurgle forces in advance and spread the reputation of the Dread Legion.
And by the way, it promotes the terrifying strength of the Dark Prince and provokes the Primarch of Hope to heighten the atmosphere.
In order to achieve the purpose of "I challenge myself".
Click.
Ron's sharp claws pierced the dataslate and sparks erupted.
"What a piece of shit!"
He impatiently crushed the mechanical creation in his hand and looked at the Dark Thunder Guard:
"Come and help me operate it..."
It seems that it is necessary to select a group of trustworthy people to form a dark conspiracy group to help him handle his affairs.
Afterwards, Ron slumped back to the Black Throne and listened to the report from the Dark Thunder Guards.
According to the latest statistics, the Dread Legion already has nearly two thousand Chaos warships and more affiliated battle groups, and the number of Dread Warriors has reached an astonishing one hundred thousand.
Now, the entire Black Abyss Star is actively preparing for war.
This is a force that no force in the galaxy or subspace can ignore. It is enough to participate in large-scale wars and affect the direction of the war.
All of this is thanks to the gift of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon.
It must be said that Lao Dun's contribution is commendable, and he will make a significant contribution to the cause of peace in the human empire.
From another perspective, Abaddon's health bar is indeed very thick.
Even though he was hit continuously by himself, the regent, and many chaotic forces, the opponent did not recover from the fall.
This is enough to prove that the Chaos Warmaster and the Great Reaver have something and are very strong.
Ron frowned.
The only worry now is whether Abaddon will go crazy and lose his mind to attack him.
Fortunately, he had a plan in advance and sent many wise men to prevent this.
……
Salvador.
Black Shadow Castle, hall.
"No!!!"
The great Warmaster of Chaos and the Great Despoiler, Abaddon, can't stand it any longer!
Not long ago, some survivors escaped from the territory of the Dread Legion and brought back an extremely shocking and ridiculous news.
Almost all of the two fleets sent by the Black Legion to attack the Dread Legion surrendered. They abandoned the Chaos Warmaster and joined the command of the Dark Prince.
This allows the Terror Legion to have a larger army without spending a single soldier.
This is simply the biggest joke in the galaxy in recent times, a complete humiliation, and a greater blow than the previous looting of the station.
The majesty of the Chaos Warmaster was completely wiped out!
Is it worth continuing to follow a commander who has been betrayed by his warriors collectively? !
The story about the Black Legion's conquest fleet defecting to the enemy was circulated in the Eye of Terror, vividly describing the stinginess and stupidity of the Chaos Warmaster the Great Reaver.
He has become the bastard and idiot in the Eye of Fear.
This incident was mercilessly ridiculed by many chaotic beings.
"Why is this?!
Slander, this is despicable slander, where can I..."
Abaddon Hongwen roared angrily, his whole body trembling with anger, his armor shaking and rattling, a coldness covering his heart.
He was even a little aggrieved.
Because before the reinforcement fleet set off, he clearly took out his inventory and generously armed all the soldiers.
And all the best equipment is used.
Why are you still stingy? !
"Damn!!!"
When his old rivals sent taunts one after another, the Chaos Warmaster finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted from anger.
Under the attack of the rumors about his existence, he fell to the ground. Everything was soft except for his braid.
"Lord Warmaster!"
When the commander of Slaanesh, who was kneeling on the ground ready to accept punishment, saw this, he immediately rushed over and hugged the Chaos Warmaster tightly.
Afterwards, new rumors spread that the Warmaster of Chaos was dead.
This being was humiliated by the Dark Prince and the Legion of Fear. He screamed three times in anger, vomited three liters of blood, and then fell from the throne and lost his voice.
This caused more chaos within the Black Legion, and more people packed up and ran away secretly.
In the realm of chaos, the speed of message transmission is always so fast. Soon after, the throne room.
Abaddon woke up leisurely and heard the concerned voice of Commander Slaanesh. This loyal subordinate was always guarding him.
He was quite impressed.
Now in this eye of fear, there are not many beings that he can trust.
Therefore, there is no thought of continuing to punish the other party.
Commander Slaanesh took a deep look at this being and asked: "Lord Warmaster, are we going to assemble the fleet?!"
He was unwilling to accept his previous failure.
"Contact other forces and ask them if they are willing to send troops to form a joint fleet to plunder the Terror Legion together..."
Abaddon sighed slightly, apparently calming down and not being overwhelmed by anger.
Soon after, Adjutant Tzeentch came over to report the news.
The situation is not good.
Not many leaders of the chaos forces responded to this call, and a small number of them directly rejected the proposal.
"We can't destroy the Legion of Terror, at least not now..."
Abaddon closed his eyes in pain and made a difficult decision: "We have put the Dread Legion's attack on hold for now, we have more important things to do!"
With the current strength of the Dread Legion, if they cannot gather the power of other chaotic forces and reach a consensus, it will be difficult to have a chance to annihilate them.
On the contrary, it may cause you to fall into a deeper crisis.
Through the analysis of some intelligence, he clearly understood the situation in the Eye of Terror.
The savior and plunderer of Chaos broke the tacit understanding between the forces of Chaos and organized the plunder of Salvador.
This was a very bad start, causing the trust between the Chaos forces to completely collapse, forming one chain of suspicion after another.
Now no one dares to send a large-scale army alone.
Even organizing a joint fleet has become extremely difficult. Before reaching a consensus, those chaotic forces are simply unwilling to send out a large number of their own troops.
Otherwise, what if he goes on an expedition and the rest of the chaos forces unite and take away his lair?
Even Abaddon himself didn't dare, he had already learned enough lessons.
What's more, he has deep doubts about the loyalty within the Black Legion. Are there more traitors hidden in it? !
He even doubted it.
If he sends more troops, he will most likely be attacked by the Terror Legion and other chaotic forces.
When the Chaos Warmaster loses his majesty, too many chaotic beings hope to challenge him.
Perhaps, the Dread Legion has already begun to make plans and has united with some chaotic forces, waiting for them to reveal their flaws and then give them a fatal blow!
"The Black Legion will not end here, but will become stronger!"
Abaddon's eyes became determined, reflecting on the mistakes he had made since the Black Crusade.
He was so proud and complacent that he neglected to manage the legion, causing internal chaos.
It's time for a change.
Fortunately, he still has a chance to turn back, and the Black Legion still retains enough strength to prevent him from completely falling into the abyss.
The Chaos Warmaster and Great Reaver decided to learn his lesson, purge the traitors within, reshape the Black Legion, and create a more powerful army!
Afterwards, under Abaddon's order, the Black Legion shrank its front, launched an internal purge, and developed dormantly.
……
Black Abyss Star, Demonic Palace.
"I'm sober now..."
Ron received the latest information and was quite emotional.
In fact, Abaddon made the right choice by not attacking the Dread Legion with all his strength.
Because once the Black Legion sends out legions on a large scale, there is a high probability that they will be invaded and attacked by other chaotic forces, resulting in greater losses.
This is also my long-standing operational layout.
Since the creation of the Dread Legion, he has adhered to a bottom line, that is, he must not let this new chaotic force become everyone's common enemy.
We must make a few enemies and many friends.
Otherwise it will eventually usher in its demise.
At least until it develops in secret and gains enough strength to crush all the forces of chaos, it cannot provoke too many enemies.
Therefore, when the Dread Legion recruited new members, they consciously rejected certain members of the Chaos forces.
And never offend their territory or recruit people on their territory.
Not only that, he also sent wise men to secretly establish contact with some Chaos forces, develop trade relations, and sell looted second-hand armor at low prices.
Even half-buy and half-giveaway, selflessly providing some supplies.
Some people with good connections will also sell some high-quality armors, weapons and even accessories.
This also allowed the Dread Legion to establish good relationships with many Chaos forces.
What's more, most of the Chaos forces in the Eye of Terror are hostile to each other. With the idea that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, the Dread Legion will naturally be welcomed by some Chaos forces.
Who doesn’t love such a generous friend?
Ron frowned as he looked through the information about the recent actions of the Black Legion.
That guy Abaddon is starting to work hard.
That means that the Chaos Warmaster will become more difficult to deal with in the future, and perhaps the Black Legion will undergo a transformation and become more terrifying.
Fortunately, that happened later.
Now he can finally free his hands and devote all the power of the Dread Legion to the plague war.
After Ron arranged the preparations and battle plans for the Dread Legion, the Chaos Demonic Body was covered in thick black mist.
Only two scarlet lights remained.
He was offline from this little vest, and his consciousness returned to the Wangting District to take charge of the overall situation to face the frontal battlefield of the plague war.
For a long time after that, he had to operate multiple lines...
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Holy Land World, Erth Star.
The outer ring of the huge webway portal rotates slightly, and countless ships come and go, shuttling through the airspace of this galaxy.
Ships from hundreds of civilized worlds and beyond gather here through complex web routes.
These ships come here for different purposes, including exchanges and services, worshiping holy places, cargo trading, logistics and transportation, studying, etc.
Tens of billions of people come and go, heading to this holy land world through the star port as huge as land, and then flow to different areas.
This has undoubtedly become one of the most prosperous areas in the empire.
The original land area of the planet Erth could no longer support such a large population, so it had to further expand the space and build several star rings around the planet.
These star rings have become the new residences of many departments.
For example, the Ministry of Interior, with its population swelling to more than one billion people, had long since moved out of the Wangting District and was stationed on the Star Ring.
Only the core department is left stationed in the Wangting District, ready to be dispatched by the Savior at any time.
Tower mansion, bedroom.
Ron woke up in the soft big bed, stepped on the Erdos Snow Beast fur carpet with his bare feet, and walked to the balcony.
He stretched, familiar with his original body, and then looked around.
The star rings outside the atmosphere rotate slightly and cross each other, casting a faint sacred light.
Everywhere you look, there is a garden-like green world, and you can vaguely see the blue ocean.
Over the years, Erth Star has been transformed several times. After careful design and uncanny construction, it can be described as beautiful.
It’s home to lush boulevards, majestic buildings, irrigated gardens, and many stunning sacred sights.
For example, the statue of the Emperor made of rare metals and gems that towers into the clouds and can be clearly seen from space.
Its value alone is enough to buy many planets.
This is probably one of the most comfortable and pleasant planets in the galaxy.
According to the official report of the meteorological department, the climate in the Holy Land is warm all year round, the sky is clear and blue, and there will be no uncomfortable weather.
Environmental regulation systems scattered throughout the planet maintain the stability of the planet's climate.
Making it a haven of tranquility.
Such an environment and the sacred tower covering the planet are enough to relieve the fatigue of all visitors.
Let them feel the beauty of life.
Nowadays, people from the Savior Territory and many civilized worlds hope to make a pilgrimage here, experience a one-stop vacation bathing experience, and pay homage to the emperor's holy mark - a drop of sacred blood mark.
Of course, this is all free.
Any human being has the opportunity to set foot here, especially citizens of the Savior's territory.
This place is undoubtedly a representative of human civilization, gathering many excellent qualities - harmony, beauty, unity, friendliness, and full of perfect imagination for the future of mankind.
The Holy Land of Erth is much better than the lousy Holy Terra.
But no one dares to say so.
"That's great..."
Ron's super eyesight stared at the pilgrims and citizens in the distant holy land, feeling their joy and beauty.
Perhaps after the human empire becomes extremely wealthy, more citizens will be able to experience all this.
Gradually, his expression became serious.
The scene in front of me is just some kind of illusion or expectation created by spending a lot of resources, it can be regarded as a glimmer of light.
Humanity is still in endless darkness, bottomless, and any glimmer of light is a luxury.
Now, this darkness has become even thicker.
The terrifying Chaos Evil God named "Nurgle" attacked the galaxy unscrupulously, trying to drag the Empire into the abyss.
The peace and order of the territory may also be completely destroyed.
Just now, I received an urgent message that the Savior's territory had been attacked by a plague!
(End of chapter)