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What kind of battleships were those?!

Watching the fleet of Chaos Battleships plunge straight down through the roiling clouds like ships riding the waves, even Angron's head was crammed full of question marks.

Wait, weren't those their battleships?

Yet, unbeknownst to him, in the command flagship of the Chaos Fleet orbiting in space, Abaddon was already cursing furiously.

"Just what the hell is going on?!"

With his hair tied into a skyward-pointing braid, Abaddon glared with bell-sized eyes, the veins on his forehead bulging horribly as he roared and spat, "Who can explain who is moving these battleships? Why aren't they following orders!"

This was the first time he had led the Black Fleet in a direct assault on the Dark Angels' Chapter monastery.

It was also quite possibly the only unprecedented feat in the Thirteen Black Crusades: annihilating an entire Legiones Astartes, and not just any legion, but one of the original twenty—the famed First Legion!

If the strategy proceeded as planned, then once it succeeded, the wound inflicted on the Imperium would be no less devastating than the battle that had once conquered the Fortress of Cadia and split the Imperium in two!

But now—his plans had been ruined!

Allying with the Chaos Creator, luring the enemy deep, and annihilating the Dark Angels Legion in an encirclement—such a wonderful strategic vision had instead fallen step by step into the abyss.

From the return of the Lion King, to Dragon Forest Star being dragged into a stalemate, to the reinforcements from the Blood Angels, his perfect strategic plan was already on the verge of collapse.

Even so, Abaddon still refused to give up on this strategy for dealing a heavy blow to the Imperium.

He had mobilized so many fleets and suffered such heavy losses. How could he just