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One of his subordinates alerted the others, and all the Black Legion soldiers who had followed Abaddon raised their weapons.
Abaddon did not stop his men. Something was clearly wrong here, and preparation for battle was absolutely necessary.
Abaddon stopped when he reached the door of the control room, and his men immediately stepped forward to open the door.
The method of opening the door is also different from before. There is a skull embedded in the door.
When the skull sees Abaddon, it scans him and then automatically opens the door.
The scene in the command room stunned Abaddon.
The originally empty control room has now become extremely crowded, with cables everywhere and devices with heads everywhere.
The Dark Mechanicus priest responsible for controlling the Blackstone Fortress emerged from the dense pile of cables, and his body was embedded in a ten-meter-high device.
"This...how is this possible?" Abaddon couldn't believe what he saw.
It is now certain that there are absolutely no enemies on the fortress, but the original crew here have all been modified. The technology used looks very evil. It is impossible for the crew to be modified by the Empire or the Tyrone people, and Huron does not have relevant modification technology.
"These are all gifts for you...a more obedient black stone fortress."
A voice came from the shadows of the control room.
Abaddon and his men immediately prepared for battle. All weapons, including bolters and plasma cannons, were aimed at the shadows. They immediately saw a terrifying-looking thing coming out.
At this moment, many images appeared in Abaddon's mind.
A black planet, covered with black iron factories spewing steam and flames, with the roar of pistons and shrill screams all night long.
An angry and roaring demon, it was integrated with machinery to become a demon engine.
Many images flashed quickly, and finally a concept emerged in Abaddon's mind.
Vashtor.
An inventor, craftsman.
A demonic demigod.
Abaddon also saw that all the occupants of the Blackstone Fortress where he was were killed. They were killed by Vash'tor.
Vashtor made these people into mechanical creations that were integrated with the Blackstone Fortress. They could better control the Blackstone Fortress.
Although Vashtor doesn't know how to use many of the functions of Blackstone Fortress, after its transformation, at least the fortress will not have to be evacuated intermittently.
"What do you want?" Abaddon didn't think these transformations were for nothing. Vashtor must have an agenda just like Typhons and Huron.
"This is a gift. I just made the fortress easier to control. This is not a transaction." Vashtor shook his head slowly.
Abaddon didn't believe in the so-called meeting ceremony. Vashtor definitely had other intentions, but what he was planning was conceptual.
Just like the battle and blood, conspiracy and change plotted by the dark gods.
"If you are willing to pay a little price, I can help you repair the Vengeful Spirit, and it will be repaired quickly." Vashtor said suddenly.
Abaddon was immediately moved.
If there's anything the Warmaster of the Black Legion holds dear, it's the Vengeful Spirit.
It was difficult not to be tempted by the condition of quickly repairing the Vengeful Spirit, but he still did not agree because he knew the so-called beating nature of God, and you must be more careful when making deals with gods, otherwise you will definitely lose money.
"I don't want the Vengeful Spirit to be tarnished." Abaddon refused politely.
Vashtor nodded slowly and gradually retreated into the shadows and disappeared.
Abaddon turned to the priest who had been transformed into a control device and ordered: "This fortress is now the New Eternal Will. Move the New Eternal Will behind the fleet."
The priest carried out Abaddon's orders like an intelligent machine, controlling the Blackstone Fortress to sail to the rear of the fleet.
Abaddon was satisfied when he saw that his orders were carried out to the letter.
The biggest problem with this black stone fortress is that it sometimes gets out of control, but now this problem has been solved.
The war can continue.
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Inside the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit.
The person in charge of communications found that he could contact Blackstone Fortress. When he sent the message, the people in Blackstone Fortress would immediately reply, but this reply seemed very mechanical.
When Abaddon returned to the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit, Typhons and the temporary leader of the Red Pirate Fleet were already waiting here.
"Why is there only one Blackstone Fortress back?" Typhons asked.
"I don't know, the other one may have been blown up." Abaddon answered as he walked to the throne and sat down.
The leader of the Red Pirate Fleet then asked: "Is this Blackstone Fortress the one you gave us?"
"No, it is the Eternal Will." Abaddon replied calmly, and then comforted: "I will compensate you with something else, something better than the Blackstone Fortress."
The leader of the Red Pirate Fleet had not yet responded. Typhons on the side intervened: "Don't you still have a giant ship? It's called Planet Killer. Can't you just compensate it to the Red Pirates directly?"
"Blackstone Fortress has returned, and we can implement the previous plan." Abaddon pretended not to hear, and looked out the window: "The whole ship sails to the Anlai galaxy, and after blowing up all the celestial bodies there, we leave, and then cycle Back and forth until the crack expands to the size of a planet."
The leader of the red pirate fleet and Typhons all turned and left the bridge.
Although the cooperation with Abaddon is not going well, they don't want to break up now.
After watching Typhons leave, Abaddon leaned on the throne and looked forward.
The Black Legion fleet has received orders, and all cruisers are sailing forward.
The ships of the Plague Fleet and the Red Pirate Fleet also responded one after another.
"Wash your neck and wait."
"This war is not over yet!"
Chapter 216 Tyrone Naval Defense Tactics
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With the surviving Chaos fleets hiding within the Warp, Cadia's system was completely safe.
The Tyrone naval fleet began to perform defensive missions, activated the dimensional engine and jumped to the galaxies surrounding Cadia.
The celestial engine rotates slowly around the star, obscuring half of the sky of the fortress world.
Countless laser rifles and power armor produced in the industrial world of the Tyrone Sector broke away from the planetary structure and were sent to Cadia via teleportation or torpedoes. Due to the sudden attack by the Chaos Fleet, the Cadia Assault Force was unable to prepare in time. Supplies were obtained to cope with the coming war.
Every regiment commander and praetorian guard of Tyrone's army also went to Miraak Bastion.
Creed, the current Lord of the High Fortress, is still in Miraak Bastion. While dealing with various recent affairs on the planet, he uses broadcasting equipment to address all the Cadian people.
"The people of Cadia."
Ever since Creed became Lord of the High Castle, he has started every speech with this classic.
"Less than an hour has passed since our allies' planet appeared in the galaxy. The enemy left countless battleship wreckage in the void and fled in panic. Our crisis is temporarily lifted. Temporarily."
"The enemy is unlikely to stop here, and we will face more tests in the future."
"For the throne, for...for the Cadian Gate."
Creed paused when he said the last sentence, because he saw the space in his office suddenly twist and turn, and then a five-meter-tall metal giant appeared in front of him.
Creed remembered that he had seen this face in the communication with Lord Tyrone just now, so he did not call the guards and was not too surprised.
"When I saw you on the communication screen, I thought you were just wearing a mask..." Creed put down the speaker and looked at Qin Mo's living metal body, "What happened to you to change into a body like this?"
"This is just my body. Nothing has happened to me. If you can go to the Tyrone Galaxy, you can still see my physical body." Qin Mo said, floating to the office window and looking up at the sky.
Outside the window of the office is the training ground. Eight thousand people from the 8th Regiment of the Cadia Assault Army are stationed on the training ground. There are many people there, but they can't see Qin Mo standing in front of the window.
Qin Mo stared at the brilliance of the Eye of Fear for several minutes.
Anyone in the fortress world who stares at the sky will feel uncomfortable and may even experience blood oozing from their eyes and nostrils.
Qin Mo didn't bleed, but felt very uncomfortable.
"I felt like I was taking a bath in a sea of excrement," he said.
After saying this, Qin Mo felt inappropriate and explained to Creed: "I'm not saying that Cardia is a sea of dung, I mean here..."
"I understand." Creed nodded calmly, reached to his waist with his right hand, took out a cigar and held it in his mouth.
Qin Mo glanced at the cigar and lit it with a cluster of flames.
The strange flame without any temperature inspired the aroma of the cigar. Creed took a sip, then raised his eyebrows and nodded repeatedly, feeling pretty good: "Thank you."
Creed took another puff on his cigar and suddenly asked: "Do you think the enemy will retreat or continue to fight?"
"You just said in your speech that you didn't think the enemy would stop, why are you asking me now?" Qin Mo asked.
"I can't tell, I just have a feeling." Creed shook his head.
"I feel like they won't stop." Qin Mo thought the same. He floated to the desk and raised his hand towards the desk.
The desktop immediately turned into a star map, showing the situation around Cadia.
Cadia is located in the Cadian Gate defense zone, closest to the Eye of Terror, which is why Cadia will be Abaddon's first target when he launches his expedition.
And Abaddon's ultimate goal is not just to destroy Cadia, he has a big plan.
"If the enemy wants to continue fighting, they will definitely not come to Cadia." Qin Mo stared at the star map. He knew that the Celestial Engine once protected the Forge World.
As long as a celestial engine exists in a galaxy, it cannot be captured, but this may not be the case in other galaxies.
"Small-scale wars are still continuing to break out throughout the Misty Star Territory. The enemy's fleet has only been repulsed, but landing battles can still be carried out."
"The Imperial Navy previously conveyed that they could not find the enemy ships, that is, before the enemy fleet launched an attack through the rift... But we do not have a rift to use, and it will take some time for the navy to rush to the Cadian Gate."
"This is the first time in my life that I have seen a war on a star field scale. It's really a headache."
Creed looked at the star map helplessly.
"There is no need for the Imperial Navy to defend the surrounding area of Cadia." Qin Mo pointed at the light spots that were constantly beating on the star map. "Each light spot is a battleship of the Tyron Navy."
"One? Are your battleships so powerful that you only need one to resist the enemy's attack?" Creed was confused.
Qin Mo then explained the defensive tactics of Tai Lung Navy to Creed.
A battleship formation can defend all galaxies within the jump distance of the dimension engine. The galaxy where the main force of the battleship formation stays is called a strategic point.
Only one warship will be sent to other star systems around the strategic point. This warship does not need to be responsible for fighting. It only needs to run away and report the situation when the enemy ship appears. Then the main force will jump to the star system where the enemy ship appears. Fight, finish the battle and then jump back to the strategic point.