Chapter 1007 Chaos Perturabo: Envy and Hate for My Family

Soon, news of Perturabo's attack on Casadian III spread throughout the sector government and was passed to Sanguinius.

The noble Primarch was fully aware of the seriousness of the situation, and he immediately summoned his loyal commanders to discuss countermeasures.

"I'm going to put an end to this..."

Perturabo, the Perturabo that had not been corrupted by Chaos, decided to lead his legions personally to fight against his corrupted self.

On the edge of the star zone, a world called "Eden" is engulfed in flames.

This world, once hailed as the most beautiful garden world in the galaxy, has now become the prey of Chaos Perturabo.

His fleets poured out of the warp, orbital bombardment batteries ruthlessly destroying the planet's surface ecology, flames devouring the dense forests, and thick smoke obscured the blue sky.

The Chaos Iron Warriors landed on the surface and massacred innocent civilians with heavy firepower and chainswords, turning this paradise into a hell on earth.

Chaos Perturabo stood on the bridge of the flagship, watching all this with indifference.

There was a scarlet light flashing in his mechanical eyes, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Destroy," he whispered, "and let the fire of Chaos cleanse this corrupted galaxy."

As Chaos Perturabo's fleet raged, a huge space bridge crack tore open at the edge of the system.

The uncorrupted Perturabo led his legion out of the rift, with the flagship "Blood of Iron" pointing like a sharp sword directly at the fleet of Chaos Perturabo.

The loyal Iron Warriors are already ready for battle, their power armors shining with a cold metallic luster, and the weapons in their hands exude a murderous aura.

"All fleets, attack!"

Loyal Perturabo's voice echoed across the fleet through the comms channels.

The Iron Warriors' fleet quickly deployed and fired a volley of artillery fire directly at the flank of the Chaos fleet.

The two Iron Warriors fleets engaged in a fierce exchange of fire in the galaxy. Laser cannon beams cut through the void, and the tail flames of missiles lit up the dark universe.

The Chaos fleet of Perturabo attempted to suppress its opponent with heavy firepower, but the Loyalty fleet's tactics were more flexible and efficient.

He commanded the fleet to use the maneuverability of the space bridge, constantly changing formations and launching fierce attacks on the Chaos fleet from multiple directions.

The main gun of the Iron Blood aimed at the Chaos flagship Iron Fury, and a blazing beam of light struck the target, shaking the opponent's shield.

The Chaos fleet of Perturabo fell into disarray, but they quickly adjusted their tactics and attempted to use airdrop pods to raid the command center of the Loyalist fleet.

Just as the battle entered a white-hot stage, the loyal Perturabo made a bold decision - he would personally lead an elite force to board the Chaos Perturabo's flagship "Iron Fury".

With a violent tremor, the loyal Perturabo and his warriors broke through the enemy ship's shield and landed directly on the deck of the "Iron Fury".

The battle quickly unfolded inside the enemy ship.

Loyal Iron Warriors warriors clear every corner with bolters and chainswords, their tactics ruthlessly efficient.

The warriors of Chaos attempted to block their advance, but their resistance was feeble under the personal command of the loyal Perturabo.

As the Loyal Perturabo's forces advanced towards the bridge, he ordered communications with Chaos Perturabo to be established.

In the holographic projection, the two figures of Perturabo appeared in each other's sight.

Their faces are almost identical, but their temperaments are completely different.

The eyes of Loyal Perturabo were cold and determined, while the eyes of Chaos Perturabo were full of madness and tyranny.

"Traitors are coming? Did you know that?" Loyal Perturabo spoke slowly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Father once came to Olympia in person to watch our tactical drills. He stood on the high platform and watched how our legion broke through the strongest defense line at the lowest cost. At that time, you were also proud of it."

Chaos Perturabo's brows knitted slightly, but he did not interrupt, only staring at the other party coldly.

"Father praised our tactics as 'flawless'. He said our legion was the sharpest sword of the empire and the hope of mankind." Loyal Perturabo continued, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his voice. "He patted my shoulder and told me: 'Perturabo, your wisdom and strength will lead mankind to glory.' At that moment, I felt his trust and love."

Chaos Perturabo listened to the words of Perturabo in front of him, clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles made a harsh metal friction sound.

His voice was low and full of anger: "Shut up! The 'father' you mentioned is nothing but a hypocritical tyrant! He never really loved us, he just used us as tools, as pawns in his conquest of the galaxy!"

Loyal Perturabo shook his head, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes: "You are wrong. Father's love may be strict, but it is never false. He gave us trust and mission because he believed that we could become the guardians of mankind. And you betrayed his trust and betrayed the future of mankind."

"Trust? Mission?"

Chaos Perturabo's voice suddenly rose, full of sarcasm and anger, "He never truly understood us! He never saw our value! He only used cold orders and false praise to control us! But I chose the real power - Chaos gave me freedom and the power to destroy all shackles!"

The communication was cut off amid sneers from both sides, and the troops loyal to Perturabo were approaching the bridge.

On the bridge of the battleship, the confrontation between Loyal Perturabo and Chaos Perturabo reached its climax.

The power armor of the two men flashed coldly under the dim light, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood.

Loyal Perturabo's gaze was as sharp as a knife. He stared directly into Chaos Perturabo's scarlet eyes, and his voice was low and full of oppression:

"Look at what you have become, traitor!"

The voice of the loyal Perturabo was like thunder, echoing in the bridge, "You betrayed your father, betrayed the Empire, and betrayed yourself! You are nothing but a coward, a fool with low self-esteem, who only dares to hide in the shadow of Chaos and use destruction to cover up his incompetence!"

A trace of ferocity flashed across Chaos Perturabo's face, but his voice sounded weak and powerless: "You don't understand at all! Father never really understood me, he never saw my value! I just chose true power, I chose freedom!"

"free?"

Loyal Perturabo sneered, his voice full of sarcasm, "Your so-called freedom is to become a slave to Chaos? You are nothing but a poor creature corrupted by Chaos, a coward who dares not even face himself! You think you have gained power, but in fact, you are just a puppet of Chaos, a madman driven by desire and anger!"