機仆：前文內(nèi)容是阿巴頓慘遭佩圖拉博套路，去對土星之門搞地下偷襲，結(jié)果遇上了伽羅的游俠騎士編隊和哈爾的黑盾部隊。阿巴頓在十幾分鐘之內(nèi)基本送光了杰斯特林突擊隊，而且傳送也被阻礙了。

The Riven Hound slammed Abaddon into the wall. Bricks shattered. Abaddon fell bones break and organs rupture. Haar was size and brute strength. There was no skill to speak of. Just beautiful fury, like one of Russ’ pack-dogs, or Angron’s thug. A wall of strength that crushed everything before it. The Blackshield had him by the throat. Haar took six or seven of Abaddon’s kill-thrusts in the belly and chest, and refused to die. Just refused.

撕裂猛犬猛然將阿巴頓摔到墻上，磚塊都被撞碎。阿巴頓跌倒了，他的骨頭斷了，器官也破裂開。哈爾身材高大壯碩，而且有著一身的蠻力。就如同魯斯手下的惡犬，或者安格隆麾下的暴徒那樣，他戰(zhàn)斗起來沒有技巧可言，只有盛怒。哈爾就如同一道力量構(gòu)成的高墻，碾碎了自己面前的一切。這位黑盾戰(zhàn)士扼住了阿巴頓的喉嚨。阿巴頓在哈爾的腹部和胸部造成了六七處致命的刺傷，但后者居然死去——他只是全然拒絕了死亡。

His strength seemed to grow as the blood wept out of him. Haar’s power fist, like a siege ram, hammered at Abaddon’s head until his helmet broke and deformed, and Abaddon’s face was a mess of gore.

他的力量似乎在隨著血液流失而增加。哈爾的動力拳如同一柄攻城錘那樣捶擊著阿巴頓的腦袋，直到將他的頭盔砸到破損變形，阿巴頓的臉也滿是血污。

One mote like that.

阿巴頓需要哈爾露出一個瑕疵。

One more and it’s done.

哈爾又暴露一個瑕疵，阿巴頓的機會來了。

Hut Haar was a dead weight, pinning him to the wall. Abaddon’s blade had found Haar’s throat and slid in, up into the brain, and out through the back of the Riven Hound’s head.

哈爾是個把阿巴頓壓在墻上的累贅。阿巴頓的利刃對準了哈爾的喉嚨并刺了進去，向上捅穿了他的大腦，最終從撕裂猛犬的后腦處捅出。

Abaddon couldn’t move. He could barely see. Endryd Haar’s dead mass was slumped against him, crushing him against the wall. Abaddon tried to get free. There wasn’t time.

但阿巴頓動彈不得。他幾乎看不見東西。恩德瑞德 哈爾沉重的尸體倒在他身上，令他被壓在了墻上。阿巴頓努力掙脫，但他沒有時間了。

Garro was back on his feet. That sword of his,

gleaming.

伽羅重新站了起來，他手中的長劍閃著寒光。

Garro raised it.

伽羅揮起了自己的長劍。

This was it then. One downward slash from a sword whose edge cut everything. This was it.

現(xiàn)在，伽羅將那柄鋒刃能夠砍斷一切的長劍向下?lián)]來，阿巴頓就要死在這柄劍下

Abaddon wanted it to never end. Ever.Ever.

阿巴頓希望這把劍下落的過程永遠不要結(jié)束，永遠。

The end came anyway.

但無論如何，結(jié)局總是要來的。

Garro lowered Libertas.

伽羅那名為“自由”的長劍砍了個空。

‘No!’ he yelled. ‘No!’ He punched the wall.

“不！”他怒吼到?！安?！”他揮拳擊向墻壁。

Haar’s enormous corpse shifted and fell away as the teleport flare faded.

隨著傳送的光芒暗淡下來，哈爾那身形巨大的尸體移動并消失了。

‘My lord!’ the Mechanicum adepts cried. ‘My lord!’

“吾主！”機械神教專家驚呼到，“吾主！”

They carried him to the arrestor seats, and tried to peel the bloody visor of his helm away without taking his face with it.

他們把阿巴頓抬到防撞座椅上，試圖在不把他的臉一并撕掉的情況下扯掉阿巴頓頭盔上那帶血的面甲。

All the other seats in the Mantolith’s compartment were empty.

曼托利斯號船艙中的其他所有座位都無人落座。

‘We tried,’ a magos said. ’The grid… We had to reposition the Termite to fire the grid again.It took time. I am sorry.’

“我們試過了”，一位賢者說到，“坐標…我們必須重新定位白蟻掘進機的位置才能再次鎖定坐標。這花了很長時間，我很抱歉。”

Abaddon murmured something.

阿巴頓咕噥出了一些內(nèi)容。

‘What is he saying?’ the magos asked.

“他在說什么？”賢者問到。

‘We are returning,’ one of the others told Abaddon eagerly. ‘Full rate. The motivators are running. We are exiting the fault, lord, ahead of the enemy’s attempt to seal it. The medicae will be waiting for you.’

“我們正在返回?！绷硪粋€賢者急切地告訴阿巴頓?！拔覀冊谌偾斑M。我們拉滿了飛行舵。我們正在離開缺口，主人，我們要趕在敵人試圖封鎖那里之前離開。醫(yī)療救治在等著您?！?/p>

Abaddon’s mouth stirred again.

阿巴頓又咕噥了些什么。

‘My lord?’ the magos asked, leaning in to hear.

“吾主？”賢者問到，他靠近阿巴頓來聽清內(nèi)容。

‘Let me go back…’ Abaddon whispered. He was weeping. ‘Let me go back…’

“讓我回去…”阿巴頓低聲說到，他在啜泣。“讓我回去…”