The Half-Baked New God
"If we can corrupt Horus Wolf of Fenris, then we can certainly corrupt his Scions."
"Moreover, we're not the only ones plotting against this plunderer; they're doing it too."
With the death of the Blood God, Tzeentch knew that they no longer had any chance of winning.
Only by obtaining the Blood God's Legacy can we have the power to fight.
The Imperium of Man is also plotting Abaddon; although their goals differ, their current paths are the same.
"Indeed, especially since Abaddon has now reached a point where he's completely arrogant," Nurgle said.
Nurgle has seen far too many things before their demise.
Abaddon is in this state now; to destroy him, first make him mad.
"Are you planning to start with that?" Slaanesh asked.
"Isn't that the most suitable one?"
The thing Tzeentch was plotting was the awakening of Roboute Guilliman.
The return of every Primarch in this era signifies hope and redemption.
Guilliman's Resurrection will certainly be a grand spectacle.
All they need to do is encourage Abaddon to bring his men to cause trouble.
Abaddon has just become a god, will certainly take this opportunity to show off his power.
In this way, they don't have to expend a single soldier.
Not only did it cause trouble for the Imperium of Man, but it also allowed them to obtain the Blood God's Legacy.
Killing two birds with one stone.
As for who will handle the Imperium's combat capabilities at that time...
Then let the Daemon, who Chaos Undivided, handle it.
Anyway, there are so many of them, it makes no difference whether one dies or a million die.
"Let's go, let's go and congratulate this new god," Tzeentch said with a smile.
"Okay, if you're going to act, you have to go all the way, right?"
The Warp God's scheme has ended, but the newly enthroned god has yet to sense the conspiracy.
Or to be more precise, Abaddon is now blinded by arrogance.
To ensure that the entire Warp would remember this moment, Abaddon made a grand spectacle of himself.
He used his newly acquired divine power to influence the maximum extent he could reach within the Warp.
A dark red energy storm raged through the Warp.
The once-open sea routes of the Imperium of Man have become even more chaotic than during the Horus Heresy.
"This newly enthroned god certainly has a lot of nerve."
Inside the Administratum of the Imperium of Man, Sinleech looked at the ever-accumulating pile of government documents.
A dangerous and cruel smile appeared on his lips.
But he quickly figured it out.
"Fine, let him be arrogant for a while."
Now is not the time for him to deal with Abaddon. It will be more interesting when Horus comes and deals with him personally.
As for these additional government affairs?
Naturally, it should be handed over to the omnipotent Minister of Department of Technology, Vashtorr.
After all, the capable should do more work.
Currently aboard the Vengeful Spirit, Abaddon is preparing for his coronation ceremony.
The original Blood Wastes has been almost completely purified by the Hall of Glory.
Abaddon chose the place where he received the authority of the Blood God to be crowned.
That is, the Realm that the God of War built specifically for him.
Surprisingly, it's a perfect match.
The beings in the Warp also showed great respect.
Regardless of how the other party obtained the Blood God's legacy, at least they got it.
This is the most important thing.
But in the eyes of these beings, Abaddon was not a god, but a piece of meat.
Everyone who came to witness the ceremony was waiting for an opportunity.
We'll devour Abaddon as soon as the opportunity arises.
Among those who came to witness the ceremony, Sinleech and the God of War mingled together.
"I was doing just fine on Punishment Star, why did you call me here?"
"Of course, we're here to watch the show."
The God of War was speechless at Sinleech's habit.
"As expected, regardless of whether you have any Positive Authority or not, you still enjoy watching the fun."
"This isn't for entertainment, God of War; this is just watching an oblivious clown."
In the very center of the entire Realm, Abaddon stood on a high platform.
Behind him was a throne.
"Gods of the Warp, beings of the Sea of Souls!"
"I once thwarted the False Emperor's plans, turning him into a corpse sitting on the throne."
"For the next ten thousand years, I, Abaddon the Despoiler, led my Legions in endless conquests."
"Twelve Black Crusade have undoubtedly proven my abilities to the Empyrean!"
"Now, the Empyrean has bestowed upon me the reward I deserve!"
"Today, with all of you as my witnesses, I will ascend to the throne of God and bring destruction upon the Imperium of Man!"
"When I ascend to godhood, the Imperium of Man will face an unparalleled apocalypse!"
Listening to Abaddon's impassioned speech.
Sinleech almost burst out laughing.
He saw it clearly: the God of War had indeed given him the power of the Blood God.
But in reality, Abaddon's current state is simply that of a white-feathered chicken that has been force-fed.
He appeared arrogant and invincible.
However, if the God of War makes even the slightest move, Abaddon will immediately revert to his original form.
However, after experiencing godhood, Abaddon would only become more insane if he returned to his original form.
"This pointy-headed idiot has been blinded by power," Sinleech said.
Putting everything else aside, which named deity in the Warp wasn't born after countless years of gestation within the Warp?
Moreover, the Blood God is only dead; his status and authority remain.
Simply because the current universe has God of War at the top.
Otherwise, these powers and authority would dissipate in the Warp, leaving them to be devoured by powerful beings.
The position of the Blood God will await the birth of the next deity.
Furthermore, even the birth of Slaanesh came at the cost of the entire Aeldari Empire.
What gave Abaddon the right to believe that acquiring those powers would grant him godhood?
Ultimately, Abaddon is nothing more than a facade.
But for Sinleech, it was a clownish performance that couldn't be better.
"Let's go, there's no point in watching any longer."
"I estimate that once Abaddon has consolidated his power, he will immediately launch an attack on the Imperium of Man."
"Then we'll probably have a lot to fight about."
"Why are you panicking? The balance of power between the five Chaos Gods has been broken."
"Now that Abaddon is only a half-baked expert, do you think the other four Chaos Gods will let him run rampant?"
"Don't worry, the beings in the Warp won't let the Imperium of Man truly perish."
"The pressure from Abaddon's ascension to godhood is only temporary for the Imperium of Man."
"I believe that before long, some elite units will emerge within the Imperium of Man, perfectly suited to counter Abaddon's actions."
"So there's still a fight to be fought, right?"
"Is there any difference between you and the Orks?" Sinleech glanced at the God of War speechlessly.
"I use my brain when I fight."
"You're completely brainless when you're looking for a fight. Forget it, there's no point in talking to you about this."
"If you really want to fight, wouldn't those two guys from the Orks be perfect?"
"Yes!"
Well, he actually went.
Oh well, let it be.
Sinleech didn't care about that; what he really cared about was Terra.
In any case, Terra cannot afford any problems before the passage is fully open.
"By the way, maybe I can find a way to send him a slipknot."
Sinleech suddenly realized that their sealing of the Dark King was only to prevent him from causing trouble before his destiny arrived.
But judging from the current situation, when fate arrives, the God of War may have to bear the pressure again.
If something really goes wrong, it will be a huge problem, and both worlds will be wiped out.
Therefore, Xin Liezhi felt that a time limit should be set for that seal.
Once that time point is reached, the seal will automatically open, and the Dark King's burning power will automatically increase.
If they can withstand the first wave of attacks in the Battle of Cadia, things will be much easier afterwards.
"Alright, I've thought it through. Let's go find Mr. Han."