From the moment Abaddon was slain and the Vengeful Spirit destroyed, the scales of victory had already begun to tilt. The Black Legion and Chaos Legion had also completely lost their final chance.
The only path before them was a single one—run, and run fast!
If they were even a little too slow, Guilliman's Indomitable Crusade fleet would surround them, and they certainly wouldn't fare well!
Thus, the remnants of the Black Legion, including the Chaos Legion surrounding the Stone Fortress, scattered like birds fleeing disaster, each seeking to escape the encirclement.
But the question was, would Guilliman let them have their way?
Now they were thinking of running?
Too late!
Guilliman's gaze was icy. Although he had said that the scale of the battle could not be expanded, if limited forces could be used to expand their gains as much as possible and annihilate more enemies, he would never refuse.
Put simply, he could let part of the Chaos Legion escape, but he would also annihilate part of their combat strength.
"All ships, this is Regent Robert Guilliman. The enemy fleet has fallen into chaos. Orders: attack the right flank of the Black Legion fleet. Left flank, coordinates Alpha-7!
"Entire fleet, Macrocannon Array, Lance array, and torpedo systems—each fleet may independently select its targets and attack. Destroy as many Chaos Battleships as possible.
"Burn the Chaos Fleet to ashes!"
The Imperium's enormous steel fleet, like a vast nebula, completed its encirclement of the Chaos Legion under the Regent's orderly command.
Heretics, close your eyes and listen. Feel the Emperor's roar with your shattered bodies—Macrocannons, fire!
"Imperial Navy, Gothic Fleet, it is time to show your strength! Let these damned blasphemous wretches taste the Emperor's wrath!"
The Imperium's pent-up fury erupted with a thunderous roar!
In truth, Alvin had never