[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor":3,"chapter-warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-86":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Warhammer: The 11th Primarch - The Black Emperor",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1511185,1962,"Chapter 86: The Duel Between Cezak and Abaddon","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-86",86,"\u003Cp>Using life signals scanned by the Auger Matrix, they locked onto an Ogryn camp with a similar density of life forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both First Captain were supremely confident in their own strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure fairness in their contest, Cezak asked Abaddon how many warriors he had brought, then sent his own adjutant to lead the rest of his Company to attack a different Ogryn settlement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After disembarking from the landing craft, Cezak gathered his team, each one equipped with bolt pistols and chainswords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the channel, he addressed the warriors clad in Mark II Crusade-pattern power armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first-generation armor had once accompanied the Astartes in unifying the Sol System, but had slowly been phased out due to battlefield damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even before the end of the Unification Wars, the Emperor had already begun designing newer, more advanced armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This new battle-plate, more powerful and complex, had been completed before the legions even ventured beyond the Sol System. Its protection far exceeded the first generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cezak's voice boomed over the vox:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brothers, our Father did not choose us to fight by his side in his first campaign. This is a shame upon the First Company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We must, in this conquest, announce our worth with blood and death. Only then will he choose us for the next campaign.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the front line, standing to the right, was a Shadow of Order without the red scythe insignia on his right shoulder pad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only his left bore a red falcon, marking him as a lieutenant Captain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frowning, he spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Captain, I believe Father told us to remain rational, not indulge in slaughter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of anger sparked in Cezak's eyes. He roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dixon, what are we!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are the Emperor's Angels of Death! The crimson butcher blades! Slaughter is our duty!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused briefly to contain his fury; he wasn't criticizing Nareth, but instead stubbornly declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will prove myself in my own way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising his chainsword high, Cezak turned to his men:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what about you!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from Dixon and the two squads behind him, the rest of the First Company warriors raised their weapons and shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We'll prove ourselves, in our way!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cezak locked his black eyes on Dixon and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dixon felt as if a beast were staring him down, but he didn't back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In my way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cezak sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then watch carefully how we win glory for the First Company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sealed his helmet. As the killing began, the integrated scanner in his visor would automatically identify slain enemies and update his kill count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This duel wasn't just between Companys; it was a personal contest as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cezak took the lead, charging toward the Ogryn camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nomadic Ogryns, who herded zebra-like creatures, were in the middle of selecting their next meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Cezak crashed into their midst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave no orders; his philosophy was to lead by example and always score the highest kill count in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He viewed any brother who fell in battle as an unworthy reaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a speeding tank, he charged into the herd, smashing green-striped zebras into pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood drenched his black armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cezak basked in the familiar euphoria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Ogryn charged at him with a massive club. Cezak swung his chainsword with savage grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were faster and more violent than the Ogryns'.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spinning blade tore into the Ogryn's chest and churned it apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bathed in gore and flesh, Cezak felt blissfully alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are the Emperor's Angels of Death, his butcher blades! Governance is for Malcador and the rest; slaughter is our calling. Father will understand. I will make him see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wrenched his blade free, knocked aside the corpse, and charged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let his instincts run wild, relying not on logic but raw instinct to detect enemy weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cezak became a grim reaper of ancient legend, wielding his blade mercilessly through every Ogryn he encountered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blood-soaked fury infected his honor guard and quickly spread to the rest of the warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First Company had, at the outset, lost control, letting their slaughter instinct lead them like wild horses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Dixon led two squads away from the main force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of his squads had already succumbed to bloodlust; they dismissed their lieutenant's calls for restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay calm!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get back here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maintain formation!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dixon kept shouting, trying to rally the Shadows of the Order, who were breaking formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In some ways, he was relieved the other squad was already lost to the blood frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking toward them, he saw a warrior bathed in blood, charging headlong into a swarm of Ogryns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens surrounded him. The Astartes struck out, using a savage cross-cut to cleave through his enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, multiple massive clubs came crashing down on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Astartes didn't dodge; he charged toward another Ogryn, blade raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the roar of his chainsword rang in his ears and flesh flew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two clubs smashed into his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He staggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, another swing, a fatal blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed into a pool of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dixon had no time to grieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight warriors, four from each squad, let out roars of rage, their reason overwhelmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They too charged into the Ogryn horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Abaddon was nearing the final stage of his battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leading his Luna Wolves, First Company Captain Abaddon swung his power sword, killing Ogryns while never neglecting his command duties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Katuran, two o'clock.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Katuran's Reaver Squad, the assault spearhead of the Wolves, soared into action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their jump packs erupted with blue flame and high-pitched screams as ten Astartes descended behind the Ogryn lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They raised their left arms and unleashed a coordinated volley, tearing open an entrance before diving in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With chainswords in hand, they struck not as lone berserkers but as a well-oiled team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They covered one another, leveraging their mobility in tight spaces, unlike their wild competitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were like bullfighters, gracefully dodging Ogryn attacks and countering with devastating strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon watched with pride as his elite tore open the enemy's rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Focused fully on the battle, he remained silent until the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his vox and sent a message to Cezak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've completed the mission,\" Abaddon said, glancing at the tally in his visor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eighty-six kills.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, there was no reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Company had already won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking over his men, he added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not a single casualty in my Company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes and sixteen seconds passed before Cezak finally responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I lost. Eighty-four.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon's tall topknot rose higher; he had won again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it would be in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Nareth arrived at the rendezvous point with Fourth Company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you enjoy the story, my p@treon is 30 chapters ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[email protected]\u002FDaoistJinzu\u003C\u002Fp>",1120,"2026-06-06T05:05:10.768Z",1,"novelbin.me","a19fa9c892fac7b70145e38efae2bd921c237c82ef9ae507201c9c33ad38b614","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-87","warhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-chapter-85",698,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-the-11th-primarch-the-black-emperor-cover.jpg"]