The End of Humanity Is Extinction?

"Mm?"

Suddenly, Fulgrim, who had been locked in fierce combat with Guilliman, abruptly retreated several steps and opened up some distance between them. A trace of fury and shock appeared on his eerie, perfectly pale face, mixed with a complex array of emotions.

The Chaos Gods' whispers echoed through his mind, converging into a single sentence.

Abaddon—dead!

What?

Abaddon was dead?!

The news left Fulgrim utterly stunned. He could not understand how a mere human had managed to evade the gaze of the Four Gods of Chaos and slay the Chaos Marshal right under their noses!

"Abaddon is dead—!!!"

"Abaddon is dead!!!"

"The Chaos Marshal, Abaddon the Despoiler, has been beheaded—!!!"

At the same time, Alvin's furious, excited voice rang out through the communications channel of Macragge's Glory, completely broadcasting the news of Abaddon's death!

"Good work, boy!"

A sharp gleam burst from Guilliman's eyes. Even he, normally so composed, could not suppress his excitement at this moment. "Beautifully done! I knew you could do it—!"

Of course, that was getting ahead of things.

Handing Abaddon over to Alvin had been a decision born of sheer desperation. No one understood better than Guilliman just how powerful Fulgrim had become after ascending into a Daemon Prince!

During the Siege of Macragge, he had nearly been stabbed to death by Fulgrim himself!

Count on the Honor Guard to hold back a Daemon Prince?

Before Guilliman could even finish off Abaddon, Fulgrim would probably slaughter half the Chapter. That was no exaggeration—the Daemon Prince truly possessed that level of power!

Guilliman's original plan had been for Alvin to stall Abaddon while he and the Honor Guard held back Fulgrim, all while summoning the Sisters of Silence to reinforce them.

Once the Sisters of Silence arrived, working together with Guilliman and the Ultramarines Honor