If such a record were to spread, the Chaos Traitors, who had only with great difficulty been assembled by Abaddon's various means, would probably immediately fall apart.
Not being able to win is one thing; insisting on fighting when you can't win, and then getting a thorough beating, is another matter entirely.
Finally, when Abaddon slowly regained his strength and stood up again, it was Vashtorr who broke the silence:
"During your... duel, our mission here has been completed."
Vashtorr even spoke very tactfully, changing 'beating' in his heart to 'duel'.
Abaddon, however, glared at Vashtorr, and after a long silence, he pretended not to notice Vashtorr's tact.
"It's good that the objective is complete. What are you going to do next?"
Abaddon immediately changed the subject. Vashtorr glanced at orac, who quickly blocked out all the images on the screen of Abaddon's personal guards shouting 'Long live Sith!' at Sith.
"The key fragments have been collected; I need to prepare to rebuild the planet."
"You need to attract the target's mobile headquarters as planned."
Vashtorr spoke of a plan known only to him and Abaddon. Although the crew members were confused, it didn't prevent a hint of excitement from appearing on their faces.
Abaddon even violently waved his arm, looking out the viewport at Ustalii, his face filled with hatred:
"Once the vault is open, I will return and tear this dog of the Emperor into a thousand pieces!"
Abaddon gnashed his teeth, but the people around him showed no reaction. Faced with Abaddon, who had just been thoroughly beaten a moment ago, making such grand pronouncements now, no one could muster any expectation.
Of course, deep down, there was still some kind of expectation, but this was not an expectation for Abaddon to achieve his goal, and no one dared to show it.
Otherwise, what would they say? That they wanted to see the usually high and mighty Warmaster get beaten up by Sith again?
Vashtorr also said nothing, merely seeing that Abaddon knew his mission, and without further ado, he simply raised his hand, and a wave of Warp energy sent Abaddon out of his harbinger ark.
Abaddon then appeared on the temporary cruiser flagship before the vengeful spirit was repaired, watching the massive harbinger ark disappear into orbit.
Abaddon retracted his gaze, took one last look at Ustalii below, and then issued a retreat order to the other Chaos Fleet.
However, after a flurry of activity on the bridge, a Mortal crew member timidly approached:
"Lord Warmaster, there is a Warband... refusing to leave."
Abaddon was stroking his cheek, which had taken a solid punch from Sith, and hearing this, he froze, then furiously glared at the Mortal who had brought him news of insubordination.
Seeing this, the Mortal became even more terrified and quickly handed Abaddon a written explanation for the other party's transmission.
Abaddon took the written report, glanced at it, and then was suddenly taken aback:
"Thousand Sons Warband? Tzeentch?"
He couldn't help but murmur, and at the same time, a strange premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
After all, up until now, besides Nurgle not having an opportunity, Tzeentch, who should have been equally active, had been unusually quiet for too long.
Abaddon quickly looked at the report, and the more he read, the more his brows furrowed, even suppressing the desire to kill the Mortal in front of him.
"Let me exterminate Ustalii, completely erase the true reason for Sith leading the Orks..."
He read as he spoke, and then the confusion on Abaddon's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a 'good boy' comment.
At the same time, on Abaddon's bridge, a Thousand Sons Psyker suddenly appeared via teleportation.
The moment the Thousand Sons appeared, he found Abaddon, his face urgent, clearly wanting to complete his mission as soon as possible:
"Terra has received news of Sith defecting to the Orks and accepting Khorne's corruption. Now, as long as Ustalii is exterminated and the evidence destroyed, Sith will be completely branded a traitor!"
The Thousand Sons Psyker spoke, but if Fanros and Shahansen on the ground had heard this, they would probably have broken out in a cold sweat.
After all, in their eyes, the most terrifying nightmare in the world was Sith being forced by the Imperium to join Chaos!
Abaddon, after a brief moment of shock, was left only with astonishment.
Is Tzeentch deliberately trying to cause trouble for Sith?
No, it's the seemingly most 'quiet' Tzeentch who is actually the most damn pragmatic!
Abaddon could even imagine that when the Emperor's prophecy of standing by Sith spread across the galaxy through 'dream visions', Tzeentch had already twisted the prophecy that finally reached Terra beyond recognition.
As for the reason for doing this...
Abaddon's eyes were so dark they seemed to drip water, and as he looked at the Thousand Sons in front of him, he could only complain in his heart:
"I didn't expect the first to enter the fray and recruit people..."
"It was actually the silently scheming Tzeentch!"
"Perhaps as soon as Sith becomes a 'traitor', Tzeentch will personally come to offer care, warships, armies, blessings, and..."
Abaddon froze, then a surge of indignation appeared on his face:
"Offer 'Chaos Warmaster'..."
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