Abaddon Won Again, Yet Again!

The Ultramarines proved with hard facts that their reputation was well deserved. As long as Guilliman launched an attack, every disadvantage and every hint of despair

would be turned around!

The vanguard sent to intercept them barely put up any effective resistance before the Imperium's massive Gothic Fleet utterly crushed it.

Fragments of the blasphemous warships blasted apart drifted through space like a dense field of meteors.

What gave Abaddon an even bigger headache was that he had no forces to spare to stop this fresh Imperial army from joining the battle!

Most of the Black Legion's forces were busy surrounding the Stone Fortress and holding back the Blood Angels' rescue forces. There was no one left to stop Guilliman's Indomitable Crusade fleet.

But Guilliman's Indomitable Crusade fleet was impossible for Abaddon to ignore. Otherwise, its arrival would tip the balance of the entire battlefield!

Abaddon was surely getting a taste of what Horus and the other rebels had felt when they were besieging Terra and heard that Guilliman had raised another few hundred thousand troops—and was still on his way to reinforce them.

That damned, pure stat monster!

Whatever Abaddon was thinking, the Chaos vanguard had been defeated, leaving a huge gap in its formation. Seeing the opening, Guilliman, aboard the command bridge of the Macragge's Glory, immediately gave his orders. "Entire fleet, maintain your current formation and break through the Warp encirclement!"

"Star Whisperer navigators, establish the fleet's translation coordinates and create a Mandeville Point. The Arm of Omnissiah, bring your plasma furnace engines to full power and provide all-around protection for the fleet. Silent Bulwark, prepare to engage any Daemon assault!"

As one order after another was carried out,

the massive Indomitable Crusade fleet, like a torrent of steel, seized the moment when Chaos could barely muster