The Waning of the Corrupted Full Moon

While the Black Legion clashed with the Luna Wolves, Tzeentch's plan was also proceeding smoothly.

However, for Chaos Gods like Tzeentch, unplanned plans are indispensable.

So he dispatched his Daemon Prince, Magnus.

"Magnus, I need you to intervene when necessary throughout the entire plan. We absolutely cannot allow any flaws in the plan."

"I obey the command of the Lord of Change."

Tzeentch did this because he knew that changes in the war were inevitable.

The bond between the Primarch and the Space Marines, forged by the Gene-seed, is unbreakable.

Even Abaddon the Despoiler, even if he was facing Horus from another world.

In the end, that connection beyond genes and soul will still make him waver.

As it turns out, although Tzeentch was full of scheming and treachery, he was still quite intelligent.

When the Black Legion and the Luna Wolves truly began their battle, the Luna Wolves discovered something very strange.

Chaos Space Marines are avoiding war; it's the Daemon that are rampaging upwards.

"You cowards, you dare to betray humanity, but you don't dare to face us!"

Sejanus was furious as he watched the Black Legion fighting and fleeing behind the Daemon.

But the Black Legion completely ignored Sejanus's insults and simply kept retreating.

But there is always a limit to how far we can go.

The XVI Legion during the 30K era possessed power that was extremely effective against Warp Daemon.

Initially, the war between the XVI Legion and the Chaos Daemons was almost one-sided.

Subsequently, the warriors of the XVI Legion began to truly engage in combat with the Chaos Space Marines of the Black Legion.

The Black Legion's Chaos Space Marines dragged their feet, ultimately leading to the situation they least wanted to see.

"Look at yourself! Lust, violence, anger—utterly devoid of honor!"

"You have forgotten the oath you took when you joined the Legion; you have forgotten the loyalty and determination you are required to uphold!"

"You are not worthy to be the Scions of the Wolf of Fenris!"

The XVI Legion soldiers looked at the Chaos Space Marines in the Black Legion, and they even found themselves among them.

This sense of absurdity and irony ignited the fury of the soldiers in the XVI Legion.

"No, that's not it. We were once the Luna Wolves, we have always been the Scions of Horus, and we have always carried out our father's will."

"So you've become traitors."

"That's your father too!"

"My father still fights alongside me, while your father died long ago in that Temple because of your anger and folly!"

The Primarch of the 30K were well aware that since they were going to fight the Chaos Gods, the necessary information exchange absolutely could not be concealed.

If the relevant information is concealed, the Chaos Gods of 40K will take advantage of the situation, and once there is a crack in one's heart, betrayal will gradually arise.

Therefore, almost every Space Marine in every Legion knows what the history of this universe is like.

"The Night Haunter is right. The entire Legion couldn't even scrape together a Stasis Field even if they sold everything they owned?"

Such questions, filled with anger and sorrow, echoed throughout the battlefield.

However, the Wolf of Fenris, the commander of the Legion, and his four kings did not participate in the battle.

More precisely, the members of the Four Kings Council became Horus's guarantee of unimpeded movement on the battlefield at this moment.

Horus's sole objective was the Despoiler aboard the dilapidated Vengeful Spirit.

When Horus and his four Scions boarded the dilapidated Flagship, they were filled with sorrow.

Looking at the Vengeful Spirit of Vengeance and feeling the blasphemous power emanating from it, they felt no anger.

Or perhaps their anger has been overwhelmed by grief.

Whether it was Horus or the other four who climbed up here with him.

They could all sense the humiliation this heroic Flagship had suffered over the millennia.

Such humiliation has been happening every second since the Horus Heresy began.

They've come here today to avenge this humiliation.

"Father, it seems the entire Vengeful Spirit is now empty," Sejanus said gravely.

"I know, Sejanus, he's waiting for us."

The other three members of the Four Kings Council glanced at Abaddon, then patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Abaddon," Sejanus said.

"Thanks, brother, I know what to do."

When the group arrived at the control room of the Vengeful Spirit, they saw the Despoiler sitting on the throne.

"You have come, my father, my brothers, and myself."

Horus remained silent, simply gazing at the scene with a sense of melancholy.

"Abaddon, my dearest son, look what you've done!"

The Despoiler, seated on his throne, shook his head, toying with a cup in his hand.

"You don't belong to this world, Father. You have no idea what's happening in this world."

"You have no idea how crazy the entire Imperium was back then."

"So from this perspective, you have no right to criticize me."

"How dare you!"

Seeing his alter ego spouting wild words even as death looms over him, Abaddon could not suppress his rage.

"Let's calm down." The Despoiler looked at its other self.

"In this timeline, I am far more decisive, have more leadership qualities, more ambition, and more drive than you!"

Horus has no right to criticize me, and neither do you!

"I briefly ascended to the throne of God, and though it was brief, I still retain the pride of being a deity."

"You've gone mad!" Abaddon roared at his dark and depraved self.

"Ha, I know. You've come here simply to kill me. The victor is king, the loser is villain. I have nothing more to say. My life is yours."

"Look at this, my great Gene-Father."

The Despoiler raised his glass.

Do you know what this is?

"My skull, or more accurately, the skull of Clone, but it only lacks my essence; it is no different from me."

Aren't you angry?

Horus shook his head.

Aren't you surprised?

Horus remained silent, but the Despoiler, looking at his calm father, felt his fear transform into unparalleled fury.

"Why!"

The Despoiler abruptly threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

"I killed you! Father! I killed you!"

"I killed you with the most despicable sneak attack, I cut off your head, why aren't you angry?!"

"Why?!"

The Despoiler had planned everything. He could foresee the Wolf of Fenris 'Wolf of Fenris wrath and his unparalleled killing intent.

But the Despoiler never expected that the Wolf of Fenris would be so calm.

"Abaddon, my dearest son, I know the history of this world, and I know how cruel this world can be."

"The disintegration of the entire Imperium of Man was almost destined from the beginning; you and I are merely people swept along by fate."

"I don't forgive you, Abaddon, and I don't forgive myself either, but you are still my son."

"I will bring you death, to settle the world's wrongs; this is my last act of love for you, and my last act of mercy."

The Despoiler froze, his mind unable to process anything.

How similar this scene is!

He was once nearly killed by his father's Clone, but he took advantage of the Clone's emotions.

He originally thought he could take advantage of the other party's anger again and make them kill him, which would make him feel better.

But now it seems that his father is still as great as ever, and if the time were to come again, the other party would still be as gentle as ever.