Chapter 670: I am His champion, I am the Emperor's Champion!

"I'm not logical? I've always been very logical when I speak, it's just that sometimes I'm relatively illogical, but when I'm illogical, I'm still very logical, it's just that the logic is not clear, making it seem illogical."

"Fabius, this medicine of yours is a bit good, but it's a bit bad. If it were better, it would be a bit good. It's a pity it's not good enough, but I still think it's quite good."

"I really think my state is very great. When I'm not in pain, I'm not in pain at all, but when I'm in pain, I'm not in pain, do you know?"

Abaddon's chaotic words came out of the large loudspeaker of the Helbrute. This loudspeaker and the six medicine pumps on Abaddon's back, each as big as a gasoline can, were new modifications made by Fabius.

Eidolon's pale skin trembled slightly because of the air waves sprayed out from Abaddon's loudspeaker. At first, he even tried to understand the meaning of Abaddon's words. He even thought at first that Abaddon was stimulated by the drug's effect on his perception, and was conducting some kind of prophecy through his connection with the Warp.

But soon Eidolon discovered that Abaddon was purely babbling, as if his brain had been burned by drugs.

"The dosage is too high!" Eidolon looked at the six medicine tanks and jars behind Abaddon and said to Fabius Bile with certainty.

Fabius glanced at Eidolon with disdain: "He is a Helbrute; flesh and shell have merged into one. The required dosage is naturally large."

"Then there is a problem with this drug!" Eidolon still had that certain and confident tone.

"Are you questioning my research results?" Fabius Bile snorted coldly: "This drug was extracted and smelted from a very precious gene sequence. That gene sequence is simply a miracle of the galaxy. After the flesh and blood are integrated into that gene sequence, when consciousness is invaded by the Warp, it will automatically empty the brain, abandoning thinking while isolating the temptation of hallucinations in the Warp."

"I can guarantee the effect of this drug; I have conducted many animal experiments."

"... Animal?" Eidolon showed a confused expression.

He didn't expect Fabius Bile to conduct any animal experiments.

"Did you not do human experiments?" He asked.

"There were some originally, but after injecting the drug, the intelligence became about the same as animals." Fabius said, his eyes drifting.

"Resistant to the Warp, lowering IQ, are you sure this is not the gene sequence of an Ogryn?" Eidolon asked with a frown.

"Impossible, I have done a gene check. The intelligence of the master of this gene should be no problem in general."

Fabius shook his head:

"Still, the sample is too small. Maybe it's because the will is not firm enough that it led to such serious... logical confusion."

"Do you want to try a shot?"

Fabius Bile said to Eidolon with a smile.

Eidolon retreated a step without a trace and waved to refuse Fabius.

Fabius put down the medicine in his hand without changing his expression.

"Regardless, I have successfully curbed the ferocity of the Helbrute Abaddon, suppressed the eight daemons in his body that are constantly trying to tear him apart, allowing him to at least understand human speech and move relatively freely."

"Vashtorr's technology is very exquisite. This Helbrute Abaddon is terrifying in pure power. Now I have further modified him; ordinary mortals are no match for him."

"The price for all this is just a little bit of sapience."

Eidolon showed some suspicion. He looked at the Helbrute Abaddon: "Do you still remember who you are?"

"I am... I am the First Captain of the Luna Wolves, Abba-abba-abba-Abaddon!" A roar of confused meaning came from within the Helbrute.

But a moment later, he seemed to have discovered the mistake and hurriedly corrected himself:

"No, I am not a Luna Wolf. Loken is a Luna Wolf. I am... I am a Son of Horus!"

"Also wrong. I am not a son! I am a father! I am the father of Horus!"

"No, the father of Horus is the False Emperor. I understand, I am the step-father of Horus!"

Eidolon looked at Abaddon somewhat dazed. He couldn't help but pull a little distance from Abaddon and looked around with some fear.

"If the Warmaster were still alive, he would definitely beat him into meat paste inch by inch." Eidolon, as a senior officer in the Great Crusade era, still remembered the prestige of the Warmaster.

"Even so, he wouldn't die. The Warp has given him extraordinary vitality, allowing me to exert my creativity at will..."

Fabius Bile smiled slightly and looked at the Helbrute Abaddon beside him.

His eyes moved slightly, and some drugs were automatically pumped into Abaddon's body, cooperating with various hormones and neurotransmitters to adjust Abaddon's emotions.

"This can awaken his hatred, letting him know who he should hate and who he should kill."

"He just needs to kill. After all, our Black Warmaster has spent ten thousand years proving to us that he is an idiot."

Eidolon nodded in full agreement. In his view, Abaddon was a pure idiot. Not to mention the first twelve Black Crusades, Abaddon's most proud 13th Black Crusade was even more of a pure idiot in Eidolon's view.

Many things became different after Abaddon went solo and completed the 13th Black Crusade.

Before the Great Rift opened, warbands could ravage the Imperium whenever they had nothing to do, enjoy fighting loyalist chapters, come and go freely in the galaxy, and do things at will.

After the Great Rift opened... the Chaos warbands poured out of the Eye of Terror, but what they encountered were the Archangel Sanguinius, Regent Guilliman, Lion El'Jonson, the ascended Saint Doraemon, and the Primaris-ized million Astartes army. It was simply like tricking the rebels out of the Eye of Terror and killing them.

Even if they hid in the Eye of Terror, they would suddenly be popped out by a group of skeletons covered in fire from time to time. Eidolon even somewhat suspected: the opening of the Great Rift was a conspiracy carried out by the False Emperor through Abaddon's hand.

Abaddon's body shook slightly, and some vague sounds came from the loudspeaker of this Helbrute.

Inside the steel body, Abaddon's incomplete body was soaked in various drugs and hormones. Hatred was awakened under the action of the drugs.

The first thing that appeared before his eyes was Fulgrim's pale face with a playful smile on the corners of his mouth.

It was him, it was precisely him who caused Abaddon to end up like this.

"Fulgrim... Fulgrim..."

Abaddon's roar came from the Helbrute's loudspeaker, and Fabius Bile nodded with satisfaction.

But what Fabius didn't know was that at this moment, not only Fulgrim appeared before Abaddon's eyes.

A bald head tattooed with scriptures, the last Luna Wolf, the False Emperor, the Rock... many figures appeared before Abaddon's eyes.

But finally, Abaddon's gaze stopped on a black knight holding a black sword.

The black knight stared at him, his eyes seemingly burning with endless rage, coming with the hatred of a mortal enemy.

"Sigismund..."

Abaddon whispered. ===== CHAPTER 671 =====