The Custodes directly unleashed their full power in the Blackstone Fortress, cutting down enemies like grass, and the Imperial Army that had charged into the Blackstone Fortress also immediately felt the pressure from the chaos Daemonic Army lighten.
The Space Marines of the Space Wolves felt that the chaos Daemonic Army opposite them seemed to be frantically retreating and moving towards one place, leaving these Space Wolves unclear about what was happening.
Why did the chaos Daemonic Army, which was just frantically charging at them, suddenly begin to retreat like a tide? Why had the intensity of the attack decreased so much? Where had they gone?
While the Space Wolves were still pondering this question, a powerful psychic lightning bolt appeared before them, followed by the direct purification of the surrounding chaos Daemonic Army.
A golden corn appeared, ah no, a golden Custodes appeared before them.
The powerful psychic lightning, combined with the Custodes' attire and the undeniable presence of a Custodes, reminded these Space Wolves of the battle on the surface of planet Cadia just before.
It was these Custodes who appeared when Cadia was about to be overwhelmed by the chaos Daemonic Army.
It was the appearance of these Custodes that turned the tide of the battle.
Their powerful psychic abilities almost swept through the entire chaos Daemonic Army.
They defied the expected standards of the Imperial Army, as powerful psychic lightning slaughtered all chaos daemon before them like pigs and dogs.
And now, the Imperial Army saw this legendary Custodes unit, which had appeared on the Cadia battlefield before, and even the resolute Space Wolves couldn't help but kneel and shout.
"All-Father above!" Wolf Lord Sven Bloodhowl of the Space Wolves knelt on the ground, praying for the Lord Emperor's protection.
The Lord Emperor had truly protected him.
He believed this was a miracle bestowed upon him by the Lord Emperor, but just as he knelt, Zeke appeared before him, reaching out and pulling him up.
"Why are you kneeling? What's there to kneel for now? Get up, you!"
Under Zeke's immense strength, how could the Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves resist? He was directly lifted up like a child.
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Sven Bloodhowl: "What's happening? Why am I floating?"
Helping this fellow up was already Zeke showing consideration for his human courage, which is why he lent him a hand.
Zeke naturally wouldn't explain to him, but instead handed him over to the Custodes behind him.
The Custodes simply grabbed him and said to him.
"As a soldier, do not kneel. Now, on the battlefield, pick up your weapon and prepare for battle."
"We don't have time to be distracted protecting you. Since you are soldiers, you must show your backbone."
A continuous stream of words.
Both Zeke grabbing him and the words spoken by the Custodes afterwards left this Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves bewildered; he didn't understand what was happening.
If even the Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves didn't understand what was happening, let alone the other Imperial Army.
They also stared blankly at the Custodes unit approaching them, watching the forces of chaos melt away like ice and snow.
Zeke had only used a tiny bit of psychic power, and these chaos forces disappeared like snowflakes.
Who would dare provoke this terrifying being? Haven't they been beaten enough?
Such a scene, in the eyes of these Imperial Army, was simply a miracle. They looked at the Custodes behind, then at Zeke, and after a detailed comparison with the Lord Emperor in their minds, they came to a conclusion.
A Living Saint! This must be a Living Saint, otherwise how could this scene be explained?
And personally protected by the Custodes!
Moreover, it shouldn't just be a Living Saint; it must also be a Chosen of the Emperor! The Lord Emperor definitely holds this person in high regard. It must be so.
The Imperial Army completed their self-imagining within a few minutes, and even assigned Zeke a status they believed was appropriate, and the Space Wolves also thought the same.
There was no time to converse with these Space Marines of the Space Wolves now; he simply waved his hand, and these Space Marines of the Space Wolves and the Imperial Army reappeared on the surface of Cadia.
He wanted this fortress; as for the Imperial Army, he would let them return to fulfill their duties.
The Custodes completed the purification of the chaos forces in this Blackstone Fortress, which now belonged to Zeke.
Facing this scene, Abaddon could be said to have seen it, but he dared not say anything. What did he see? Nearly ten thousand Custodes, the Ten Thousand Strong Custodes Regiment, had already shown up.
At this point, unless he had lost his mind, he would absolutely not continue to approach his Blackstone Fortress. If it was lost, then it was lost.
After all, he was Abaddon, who retreated as swiftly as the wind.
A Blackstone Fortress was nothing important. As long as his own life was alive, that was more important than anything else.
Abaddon still had a clear self-awareness.
The moment he saw the Custodes appear, the great war between the Terran Dominion and chaos on Cadia not long ago flashed through his mind.
That mysterious Imperial Army had returned.
If it weren't for the Titan Legions, which stretched from heaven to earth, not yet appearing on the surface of Cadia, he would be ordering a retreat again now.
After all, Cadia could be fought at any time, but senselessly sending all his troops here was absolutely unacceptable.
Although he hadn't ordered an immediate troop withdrawal, he was no longer dispatching troops to the surface of planet Cadia and was secretly withdrawing all his Space Marines.
Although those Titan Legions hadn't appeared, the Custodes were not to be trifled with. Unless he was an idiot, he would never offer his 'cans' to the Custodes for practice.
This was not the Great Pilgrimage now; this was ten thousand Custodes all appearing before him. How could he possibly wear down these Custodes as he did during the Great Pilgrimage!
At the same time, Abaddon, who didn't understand what was happening, always felt like he was being watched by something, as if his life was not in his own hands, and he was like an ant, about to be crushed at any moment.
His breathing became much more rapid, and at the same time, he couldn't speak; it was a sense of crisis in the face of death.
Abaddon's Chief Librarian, Igsmol, also seemed to sense something and urgently warned Abaddon.
"Warmaster, I have a bad premonition. I see the future path, and it is a dark expanse. Retreat quickly, run!"
His Chief Librarian had received a warning from the four Chaos Gods, and this warning was particularly strong, making the Chief Librarian blurt out the words "run quickly."
But at this moment, Abaddon still couldn't utter a single word, as if he was being targeted by some fierce beast.
It wasn't that he didn't want to speak or respond to his Chief Librarian.
Rather, a great sense of fear enveloped his entire body and mind.
In addition, his own sense of crisis also constantly warned him, making him unable to control his body at all.
Zeke saw all of Abaddon's actions and was considering whether he should reach out and crush this guy to death.
However, Abaddon was not an ordinary chaos unit. After Zeke had this thought, he could clearly feel that those four guys of chaos had already turned their gaze here.
As long as he made a move to crush this guy, then those four idiots would 100% also make a move. There was no need for this; it was a pure waste of energy.
After a moment of consideration, Zeke decided to let him off the hook.
And after Zeke's decision to let him off the hook landed, Abaddon finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and regained the ability to speak.
"Retreat, retreat immediately! All members of the Black Legion, retreat immediately! Leave those chaos daemons to continue fighting the Imperial Army. We'll make a strategic withdrawal!"
Abaddon, who retreated as swiftly as the wind, once again made his decision; he still chose to escape.
Fighting was impossible; a wise man knows when to submit to circumstances.