Then, even as their companions fell into the core, they surged forward one after another, extending the living ladder toward Sith.
The eyes of countless Boyz were fixed excitedly on their approaching Boss Sith.
Sith was stunned. He had imagined many things, but never that his 'Xiss Boyz' would stay behind instead of fleeing, building a ladder with their lives just to save him.
Gritting his teeth, Sith pulled himself away from the shock and focused entirely on the green ladder. Releasing all his remaining Blessings at once, he made a sudden leap and grabbed the hand of one of his Boyz, finally finding a point of leverage.
Seeing that he had caught his Boss Sith, the Boy at the very front—who had the word 'Sith' tattooed in black promethium on his face—immediately broke into a wide, toothy grin.
And then...
The continent at the top collapsed as well.
Sith gripped the rock wall with his right hand and held onto the Boy with his name on his face with his left. But many more Greenskins, including the Greenskin Political Commissar, fell into the abyss along with the crumbling earth.
Sith could only watch as a swarm of Greenskins plummeted instantly.
The Xiss Boyz, seeing their Boss was safe, showed no fear of falling. They waved excitedly at Sith, their fading 'Waaagh!' echoing one last time as they disappeared into the depths.
For once, Sith didn't immediately move on. He stared blankly at the Greenskins who had died to save him. Though he would normally send countless Greenskins to their deaths without blinking in battle...
...at least this time, they hadn't died for the joy of a good scrap.
Sith took a deep breath and looked up through the widening 'canyon' toward the sky.
A large number of Transports were frantically ascending into space; the Tyranids were leaving this worthless planet.
Meanwhile, the Chaos Fleet waiting in orbit was massacring the fleeing Transports.
Although the remnants of the Imperial Fleet were launching suicide attacks against the Chaos Fleet to cover their comrades on the ground...
...the only result was being turned to ash by cannon fire mid-charge.
"Abaddon!"
Sith spoke the name through gritted teeth while staring at the orbit. He then withdrew his gaze and, pulling his last 'Sith Boy', began charging up the rock wall toward the surface.
Then, a Light Lance strike accurately hit Sith's position.
He threw the Boy in his hand with such force that the Boy's right arm was torn off.
But the loss of an arm was a fair trade for the Boy to reach the surface again.
Then, before he could react, Sith was struck directly by the Light Lance.
In orbit, Abaddon watched the monitor as the Light Lance hit Sith head-on, a look of unprecedented satisfaction finally appearing on his face.
He grinned widely, his bald head reflecting the harsh glare of the Light Lance on the screen.
"I told you, I am not my father."
"The Chaos Gods cannot control me!"
Abaddon bared his teeth in triumph. Around him, both the Chaos Fleet and the Imperial Fleet fell into a sudden silence as they watched Sith being struck by the Light Lance on their screens.
Before the Imperial Fleet could even react, the Thousand Sons Warband, which had received Tzeentch's decree, stared in shock for a moment before suddenly turning their guns and firing desperately at Abaddon.
At the same time, they recklessly dispatched Transports to the surface, even resorting to Warp sorcery to teleport down for a rescue.
While the Thousand Sons were in a frenzy, the Imperial Fleet, unable even to protect itself, could only watch the screen helplessly.
Van Roth went stiff, his face draining of all color. The body of an Inquisitor who had never retreated stumbled in that moment, collapsing entirely.
He gripped the handrail tightly, his eyes filled with nothing but despair.
Reactions varied, but everyone seemed to have accepted the outcome. Yet, as Abaddon admired his handiwork and the Light Lance's glow faded to reveal the scene in the fissure...
...the figure that should have been completely vaporized appeared as the image cleared, actually hovering in mid-air, looking up through the vastness of space...
...straight at Abaddon!
And from his body, there emanated...
...the 'Six-Colored Divine Light'!
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