Warhammer 40k: Collector of Terra

Chapter 31: Moment of Crisis
A thousand years before No. 30, the Chaos Warmaster led the Black Legion to launch the first Black Crusade.

Although that war ended with the defeat of the Black Legion, the Chaos Warmaster also achieved his goal - to obtain the magic sword [Drakonian].

The Chaos Warmaster reached some kind of deal with the subspace entity that resided in the Demonic Sword. In the tens of thousands of years since then, [Drakonian] has been active on the battlefield as Abaddon's sword.

But rationally speaking, the Chaos Warmaster actually does not like this powerful magic sword.

The subspace demon residing in the magic sword cannot be trusted!And the power of that demon was far beyond what Abaddon could control.

The fall of Prince Slaanesh [Fulgrim] is still vivid in my mind!The Chaos Warmaster did not want to be possessed by a demon that appeared out of nowhere like that idiot Fulgrim.

Therefore, in most situations, the Chaos Warmaster would rather use the [Claws of Horus] than easily release this dangerous magic sword.

But the humiliation brought to Abaddon by the Primarch had caused the Chaos Warmaster's anger to overwhelm his sanity.

The Warmaster of Chaos paid a "price" that unlocked the full power of this magical sword.

The long-dormant Draconion has resurrected!The souls swallowed by the magic sword let out painful wails, and the suffocating power of chaos filled every corner of this weapon.

The demon born from the first "murder", the terrifying existence that once severely damaged the emperor, and the creation with the title of "The End of the Empire", at this moment revealed its ferocious fangs to the Primarch.

Feeling the pure malice coming from the demonic sword, the Primarch's expression began to become solemn.

"[Drakonian] once drank the blood of the Corpse Emperor!" Abaddon pointed the blade of the magic sword at the Primarch, "and today, it will once again harvest the soul of a Primarch!"

"I don't have the habit of giving my soul to others!" The original body raised a sarcastic smile, "If you really want to stab someone... I can ask the Mechanicus to clone another Horus and stab you specifically. Have fun!"

There is no doubt that this is naked ridicule! !

Before the [Sons of Horus] was officially renamed [The Black Legion], Abaddon had personally killed a clone of the genetic father, Horus.

Although the cloned Horus did not blame his offspring, the incident still lingered in Abaddon's heart.

The taunt from the primarch touched the Chaos Warmaster's reverse scale, and the rage as hot as fire burned away the last trace of Abaddon's sanity.

The Chaos Warmaster raised Draconion high and charged towards the Primarch like an arrow from the bowstring.

With the blessing of [Drakonian], the speed of the Chaos Warmaster has far exceeded the speed of sound.

Even the powerful Primarch could only capture a vague afterimage!

The next moment, the sound of breaking wind, like the roar of a fierce ghost, sounded in the original body's ears!The Primarch's heart trembled, and he instinctively raised the Emperor's Sword to block.

boom……

There was a thunderous clash of metals!Several Black Legion veterans who were closest to the Chaos Warmaster were blown away tens of meters by this terrifying shock wave.

This shocking war has exceeded the scope of human understanding.

Even the aftermath of the battle between the two sides can easily shatter the veterans of the Black Legion and even the powerful Forbidden Army!

The increase that [Drakonian] brings to Abaddon is extremely powerful!Even with the aid of the Emperor's Sword, the Primarch could only hold on under the tide of the Chaos Warmaster's offensive.

And blindly defending will inevitably lead to omissions.

The Chaos Warmaster seized on the primarch's fleeting flaw!Abaddon clenched the magic sword in his hand, the sharp blade piercing the Primarch's heart.Even though the original body had already evaded it in advance, the magic sword hosting the subspace entity still penetrated the thick [Holy Armor] and left a hideous scar on the side of the original body.

pain!The pain spread like a tide from his side to his whole body.

The strong heart of the original body beat like an overloaded engine, and the glands hidden throughout the body secreted hormones crazily, trying to prevent the nerves from transmitting pain.

But this is bound to be futile!

The pain the Primarch felt came not from trauma, but from the Warp entity inhabiting the sword.

The moment [Drakonian] wounded the original body, the subspace entity residing in it quietly invaded the original body's soul through the wound.

In the [Webway War] thousands of years ago, this demon also used the same method to severely injure the great Lord of Humanity in front of the Imperial Army and the Mechanicus.

This demon born from human emotions feeds on souls!The pure soul of the Primarch was an irresistible temptation for the daemon.

As the nominal master of [Drakonian], the Chaos Warmaster is very aware of this demon's abilities.

During the tens of thousands of years Abaddon held the sword, all creatures wounded by Draconion would have their souls devoured by this warp demon.

For thousands of years, there is no exception!

The golden pupils of the Primarch began to shine, which was a sign that the soul was about to be devoured!
The goddess of victory has smiled upon the betrayer.

But Abaddon, with victory in hand, was not in a hurry to kill the original!The Warmaster of Chaos simply stood before his Primarch, gazing at the giant that might bring hope to the Imperium.

"The era of the original body is over." Abaddon's ugly face was filled with madness, "Next, I will lead the Black Legion to create a new era."

"An era... that only belongs to the strong!!!"

Although the Astartes and the Custodes were unaware of what was happening, they were still aware of the crisis facing the Primarch.

Under the leadership of a Custodian [Blade Champion], the Astartes and the Custodians began to try to break through the Betrayer's defenses and regain the Primarch from Abaddon.

But the traitors obviously won't let the loyalists get what they want.

The eternal soldiers of the Black Legion formed battle formations, using ancient tactics from the Great Crusade to delay the progress of the loyalists.

The Primarch is the Empire's only hope for thousands of years!But at this moment, the loyalists can only watch helplessly as hope fades.

The aura on the original body became weaker and weaker, and the smile on the Chaos Warmaster's face became more and more crazier.

When the Primarch's soul is completely devoured by the Daemon, a new era will usher in under the leadership of the Warmaster of Chaos.

……

The depths of the Primarch's soul.

[Drakonian] stared at the pure soul of the original body with greedy eyes.

Long before the rise of humanity, the Draconion was born from the depths of the Sea of ​​Souls.

(End of this chapter)