What on earth was going on!
Abaddon's face was livid as he stared at the battlefield before him.
At first, Abaddon had planned to tie up the outer defenses, then lead his men in a direct teleportation to the command center and decapitate the enemy. However, when Abaddon tried to use Psychic Power to teleport, he was shocked to discover that the entire area had been completely sealed off. Teleportation was utterly impossible.
So he had no choice but to use a simpler, more direct, and more brutal method. To be honest, this left Abaddon extremely displeased. After all, decapitation strikes and boarding actions were what Space Marines excelled at. Now, that path to looking cool had been mercilessly sealed off by the enemy, leaving Abaddon with only one stupid option.
Fight his way in.
At first, Abaddon thought it would be no difficult task. Warp Space had already corrupted the planet, and Psychic Power was everywhere. With the blessing of the Chaos Gods, they were unstoppable!
That was how it should have been!
Yet reality was completely different!
Abaddon watched helplessly as those little figures glowing with golden light charged toward the Black Legion. Under normal circumstances, those fragile mortals could never have inflicted any damage on Space Marines. Whether it was the tiny Laser Guns in their hands or the seemingly harmless machetes, they were utterly meaningless before warriors blessed by the Chaos Gods!
That was how it should have been!
But now, Abaddon only wanted to swear.
What the hell was this?
He watched as a Cadia soldier raised his Laser Gun and pulled the trigger. The weapon immediately unleashed a beam of light almost as powerful as a Plasma Cannon, instantly piercing the armor of the Daemon Engine ahead and blasting it to pieces.
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