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Warhammer: My Night Lord strayed into the chat group - Chapter 65

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Warhammer: My Night Lord strayed into the chat group

Warhammer: My Night Lord strayed into the chat group - Chapter 65

Abaddon felt he hadn't been doing well lately.

It stands to reason that he has finally completed the ambition he has always had.

Penetrate the imperial fortress world Kadia, which has always been embedded in the eye of fear.

Although Abaddon also felt.

His last kind of behavior, throwing the entire Blackstone Fortress to Kadia, is indeed somewhat invincible.

Because even at the peak of Kadia.

He Abaddon threw the huge mobile space fortress such as the Blackstone Fortress towards Cadia.

Kadia will most likely shed its skin if it does not die.

What's more, Kadia really can't necessarily block the Blackstone ~ fortress as a cannonball.

But you say, Kadia is -- isn't it gone?

Did Abaddon do this last one?

In Abaddon's opinion.

That's enough.

Now Abaddon believes that he is one step closer to the golden throne.

And that's it.

When Abaddon felt in a good mood.

I also learned a somewhat frightening news that made him angry.

At the hands of Belisariukauer, the great sage of the Mechanical God Sect.

There is a relic that can revive Kiliman.

If Kiliman resuscitates.

Abaddon also knew what level he was as an uncle thirteen.

Although Robert Kiliman's combat effectiveness is not among the best in the original body.

But once he recovered.

Abaddon is sure.

Most of what he has achieved now will be lost.

Remember that the Chaos War Commander Abaddon once made bold words.

The era of the protomorph is over.

This sentence is still deafening in Abaddon's ears now.

Abaddon profoundly believes that the era of protosomes has passed.

Whether it is the original body of the empire or the original body that has fallen into chaos.

In one thousand years after another.

These protobodies do not do personnel, all of them are equal to going offline.

And he Abaddon.

Even during the Great Expedition, he could be said to be the most famous hero among all Astarte.

Soon-to-be, the master of this world.

And now.

If the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds of Otlama is revived.

Then Abaddon also knew what to expect.

I also know that the sentence he said will become a joke.

Only the original can be defeated.

If Kiliman returns, so will the fallen.

So in the whole galaxy.

It's 10,000 years ago again.

The war between the proto-proto-proto-

Therefore.

Abaddon desperately stopped Belisariukau and his pilgrim procession.

Now, however.

Failed.

Belisariukauer's team still fled!

Over and over!

Abaddon looked at the holographic projection with chagrin, the layout of the five hundred worlds of Otlama.

"Since they are going to awaken Robert Kiliman..." Abaddon, who held the claw of Horus, raised his finger and pointed at the five hundred worlds of Otramar.

"Then I will never let them see their genetic father again!" Let them never see Robert Kiliman again! "

"How is my legion assembled?"

"My dear master." Beside Abaddon, his deformed servant said, "Ready, Black Legion ready." "

"You can go into battle at any time."

"How many war gangs responded?"

"My master, there are many."

"A lot is how much!" Abaddon spoke with a hint of impatience.

Abaddon had always felt that his Chaos Warrior was not very satisfactory.

He's a Chaos warrior! Four gods together! A destroyer blessed by the four gods! (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

However......

Apart from the Black Corps, Abaddon did not have any force in this world that he could command at will.

Even the Black Corps is nothing more than a large war gang.

Although there are many Astartes in the Black Legion, they are still too few compared to the sons of Horus during the Great Expedition.

What's more, among these, together with Abaddon, the veterans of the Ancient War who fought from the Horus Rebellion to the present have died one less.

Although Abaddon doesn't know why now.

His own black corps often had people killed in battle.

But he can still pull out hundreds of thousands of ancient war veterans.

But no matter what.

These forces are always here.

Abaddon's personal soldiers died one less.

And the Chaos Battle Gang in addition to the Black Corps.

Other Chaos War Gangs, even those with only a dozen people, often disobeyed him.

It's like the chaotic bulk situation now.

He, the marshal, is also a bulk one.

He could only use some promises to collect as much help as possible from the Chaos Battle Gang.

0 ask for flowers

Come and let these Chaos Warriors reach the task given to them by Abaddon.

Let these Chaos Warriors do what they want on their own.

You can get their own rewards.

And such words.

Abaddon doesn't actually have much operability.

Abaddon couldn't even do a little anymore.

And that's not the point.

The point is that the number of troops assembled by Abaddon at each time cannot be determined.

For example, Abaddon is now.

He is going to fight the five hundred worlds of Otrama, Makurag, the home planet of the largest number of interstellar warriors in the empire.

And Abaddon didn't know why the extreme warrior seemed to know that the five hundred worlds of Otlama were going to be attacked.

Already in the five hundred worlds of Otlama, a large number of fleets and troops have been recalled.

Most of the Extreme Warriors have returned to the Five Hundred Worlds of Otrama.

This makes the enemy of this battle a little difficult for Abaddon to deal with.

Otlama is the hometown of Robert Kiliman.

This place is not so beaten.

Not to mention Makurag.

Makulag has faced many enemies, but there has never been an enemy who can actually occupy Makulag.

But fortunately, the war commander is only to eliminate Kiliman.

And not to capture Makulag.

"How many war gangs responded!"

Abaddon said disapprovingly to his servant.

"My lord! My esteemed lord! Great marshal! "

"Now that thousands of demigods have joined your ranks, we already have an army!"

"How many are thousands of Astarte." Faced with the fact that his subordinates were once again giving vague numbers, Abaddon asked again.

This is Abaddon's helplessness.

He didn't even know exactly how many soldiers he had.

Not to mention coordinating with these soldiers.

"Forget it, you report those war gangs to me."

When Abaddon asked for a call for the war gang that had joined his team, the servant, who had been sloppy, finally gave Abaddon an exact number, as well

But Abaddon at least knew the names of the gangs that had joined his team, and what clans they had come from before.

Of course, there are many war gangs that don't even have a basic history.

Like Abaddon now, it was a bulk Yu.

Warhammer: My Night Lord strayed into the chat group

Warhammer: My Night Lord strayed into the chat group - Chapter 65

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