The Goal: The Stars and Beyond!

If observed from a spacetime perspective, a truly terrifying sight can be seen.

Between the orbits of the Alert Star and its companion star, spacetime experiences continuous and violent ripples. Within the terrifying gravitational field, even light cannot escape and is captured by the central singularity, forming a golden halo that resembles tree rings!

The Chaos Battleship, floating in the starry sky, desperately tried to escape the gravitational pull of the singularity.

Even with the Warp Engine at its maximum power, it still couldn't free the Chaos warship from that terrifying gravitational wheel.

Hundreds of blasphemous, corrupted by Chaos power, Chaos flagships resembling rotting flesh and blood, like glimmers of light adorning a star chart, were gradually pulled and fell toward the central region of that singularity!

"Damn it!!!"

Abaddon's forehead veins bulged, his body shrouded in a terrifying aura, and deep within his pupils revealed a chilling killing intent. "Despicable, shameless— Calgar, you schemed against me!"

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Only at this moment did he finally understand.

This so-called war was, from the very beginning, a "trap" set up by the cunning Calgar specifically for him, who even went so far as to use himself and the Imperial Navy fleet as sweet bait!

He couldn't resist, so he fell for it.

The price of being fooled was that he had to watch helplessly as more than half of the Chaos Fleet he had painstakingly built was annihilated by the "Singularity"!

Many Chaos warships, as they slid toward the gravitational singularity, were squeezed by the immense force and exploded, becoming cosmic debris.

One after another, Chaos Battleship exploded in the dark space like fireworks, bursting out with dazzling and brilliant light—it was quite a sight!

Abaddon might not be in a good mood.

He felt as if his heart was bleeding, and he almost couldn't catch his breath and fainted.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

He strained with all his might, suppressing the rising blood in his lungs, swallowed his anger, and stared intently in the direction Calgar had left, his eyes bulging with fury. "Notify the entire army that any fleets that are still operational, immediately jump to Warp!"

This is the only solution he can think of right now.

However, in an environment of violent spacetime fluctuations, if a spaceship attempts to force a jump, there will inevitably be enormous risks, and it is highly likely that it will be swept up by Warp Storm and then thrown into an unknown region.

The situation was now extremely urgent, leaving Abaddon no time to consider the risks. If they didn't leave soon, their entire army would be wiped out!

Compared to total annihilation, forcibly jumping to the Warp offers at least a sliver of hope!

Abaddon, leading his personal guard, used Teleportation Beacon to return to his flagship and then began directing the fleet's retreat.

Finally, amidst the relentless bombardment of the outer Imperial Navy, and the immense gravitational aura of the singularity's annihilation, the Chaos fleet began to risk its life, forcibly tearing open a rift in the Warp and jumping into it.

However, during this process, dozens of Chaos flagships were unlucky enough to directly collide with the Warp Storm, just like falling into a whirlpool in the deepest ocean, being instantly swept up and disappearing without a trace.

Several tens of minutes later.

The fleet finally stabilized. Abaddon, looking dejected, sat in the command room and asked in a hoarse voice, "How many men are left?"

"Warmaster --Only one-third of the fleet remains observable." The Machine Spirit in the communication array immediately reported the number of remaining fleet members.

One-third— Abaddon was so angry he almost vomited blood. Even when he attacked the world of Fortress of Cadia, he hadn't suffered such a large loss of troops!

The key thing is, he was furious and frustrated!

Two-thirds of the fleet was wiped out before it even landed on the Alert Star or officially engaged Calgar!

"Marius Calgar —I'll remember that!"

Abaddon had never been so humiliated. He was determined to replicate the tragedy in the world of Fortress of Cadia, but the result was a crushing blow, a slap in the face!

Of course, there's also that despicable "Fallen Angels" who dared to deceive his great Chaos Warrior; they absolutely cannot be spared!

Thinking this, Abaddon hatched a sinister plan and sneered, "Fallen Angels, is it? Send a secret message to Caliban's Inner Circle, saying—traces of Fallen Angels have been discovered on Alert Star!"

Anyone can use underhanded tricks.

If he doesn't kill these Fallen Angels and regain his lost face, how can Abaddon ever face anyone again?

At this moment, the adjutant beside him cautiously asked, "Warmaster, what should we do next?"

Yes, the original plan was to seize the Alert Star and drop the Blackstone Creation artifact at a specific coordinate location on the planet, thereby expanding the Curse Scar and completely isolating the Dark Imperium.

However, judging from the current situation, it is basically impossible to achieve this. With the loss of nearly two-thirds of the fleet, it is questionable whether the remaining fleet can even break through the Imperial Navy, let alone fight on the land of the Alert Star.

"Summon the leaders of all the major Chaos Gang!"

As Chaos Warrior, Abaddon naturally couldn't swallow this insult. Moreover, if he turned back to the Warp after suffering such heavy losses, would the high and mighty "Four Gods" let him off the hook?

With this in mind, Abaddon had to do it, even if the other Chaos Gang leaders he summoned were likely not so obedient and it would come at a great cost, he still had to keep the war going!

Because as long as the war against the Imperium continues, Abaddon will still be useful to the "Four Gods".

They can also establish a position within that sham partnership!

"Marius Calgar —congratulations, you've won the first game." Abaddon's eyes gleamed.

A chilling, crimson light filled the air, accompanied by a low, hoarse laugh, as if from a madman. "It's alright, right away—"

I'll be back soon. You'd better stay on Alert Star and wait for me!

Has the battle for Alert Star ended?

Alvin stared at the coordinates of the area struck by the "Void Claw" and fell into deep thought.

Soon, he received a Psychic Power communication from Calgar, who had already returned to Alert Star Hive City, a hint of joy on his face. "Your plan succeeded, Alvin. I will definitely report your credit to the Primarch for this Alert Star defense!"

Thank you, Mr. Calgar.

Alvin's brow remained furrowed, as if he couldn't relax, and he said uneasily, "Lord Calgar,"

I think Abaddon is very likely to return; Chaos won't give up on Alert Star.

Calgar in the projection seemed to have anticipated this, nodding without surprise. "You're right, Abaddon won't give up on Alert Star so easily. Chaos will definitely come again, perhaps in a year, perhaps in three or five years."

Alvin paused for a few seconds, but then thought about it and realized that it made sense. With Calgar's political and strategic mind, it wasn't hard to guess that Chaos would inevitably make a comeback.

But by then, Imperium support will arrive, and Calgar will also possess formidable political skills.

The outcome of integrating the various factions within Alert Star will depend on who has the superior skills.

"The war is temporarily over. If you want to leave Alert Star and head to the Black Zone, now is the best time." Calgar narrowed his eyes and looked at him meaningfully. "The road is dangerous, so remember to be careful. When you pass through Nomad Port, remember to say hello to the Forge Grand Sage there for me."

"Okay, Lord Calgar." Although Alvin was completely confused, he still agreed.

"I hope we can meet again when you return—" Calgar looked at him, his eyes filled with anticipation. "I wish you a safe journey. I won't waste any more words. I'll be very busy from now on. I've already made arrangements with the Imperial Navy; you can leave and set sail anytime."

Then, the Psychic Power communication was disconnected.

Alvin froze for a few seconds, then chuckled and shook his head, "In the end, all that preparation I made for all this, and it turned out—" He didn't use a single word. No wonder he's Guilliman's son; he probably already guessed the existence of the Void Claw, right?

Calgar deliberately didn't ask, presumably because he had already tacitly approved, and Darwin naturally wouldn't ask either.

With a wave of his hand, Alvin transferred the most valuable item in this Alert Fortress, and indeed on the entire Alert Star].

The Void Claw was thrown into the Personal Space!

Next, it's time to leave Alert Star!

He will officially embark on a journey to the Black Zone of the Imperium, an unknown region untouched by the Astronomican, to explore and discover.

Those untold secrets!