Infinite Metaverse

In the extreme star field, a huge fleet is sailing.

This is a large fleet consisting of one Retribution-class battleship, three Underworld-class heavy cruisers, two Dictator-class conventional cruisers, and several destroyers and frigates.

Affiliated to the former Third Legion, the Emperor's Children.

At this time, the Underworld-class heavy cruiser, the Carol of Joy.

Bilge Prison.

The dim lights flickered on and off in the damp passage, and the entire bottom cabin area was filled with complex smells, including the smell of bloody iron rust, the smell of sweat, the smell of perfume that was so strong that it was nauseating, and the pungent and weird smell. Potion smell.

Chen Xinlu was lying twisted on the cold and biting metal floor. Her black hair was wet and stuck to the side of her face. Her face was as pale as paper and she was breathing deeply. She wanted to turn over, but she couldn't muster any strength. She felt that her whole body was numb. The cells are wailing in pain.

She was once again injected with psychic inhibitors.

The third time today.

The entire basement prison was silent, with no sound except for the "hissing" sound of Chen Xinlu's painful breathing scraping against the ground.

Chen Xinlu tried her best to turn her head and looked at the other side of the cell. Although she couldn't see anything through the wall, she couldn't help but whisper:

"Axia...Axia...are you still alive?"

No one responded to her.

There was a hint of crying in Chen Xinlu's voice:

"Axia...answer me quickly."

The bilge prison remained quiet, without any echo.

"Click, click, click..."

It's the sound of wheels rolling over the ground.

Chen Xinlu reluctantly raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound.

A machine slave dragged a square water tank through the passage. His face was expressionless, his feet were numb as he walked, and the wheels under the water tank made a monotonous noise on the floor.

Chen Xinlu's eyes saw the morbid sight of amniotic fluid containers arranged on the top of the water tank. Things that looked like human organs filled the swaying inside of the containers, which were filled with tubes. The turbid liquid was being pumped out and injected into an unknown machine.

Chen Xinlu's eyes fell on the transparent water tank. A swollen, petite female body was floating softly in the chemical detergent, with her limbs curled up weakly.

Her eyes were half-open, staring into a void where the life that had once been there, and everything else about her, had been sucked away by the machine.

Chen Xinlu breathed a sigh of relief.

That's not Xingxian's body.

Then she felt sad about her thoughts.

Chen Xinlu closed her eyes in pain, and a tear squeezed out of her eyelashes.

Why hasn't he come yet...

Why hasn’t he contacted me yet…

A moment later, messy footsteps came from the other direction.

Accompanied by lewd laughter and conversation.

"Hehehe, look, look at her eyes, she's still awake."

"So what if you're awake?"

"You don't understand, what's the point of stabbing a limp living corpse? Of course it's exciting to play while awake."

Chen Xinlu's face was on the ground, and she heard the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole.

"Fuck, if you want something exciting, why don't you go play with the muscular woman next door."

"Forget it, didn't you see what happened to Pine yesterday? His head was smashed open by that green beast."

"Ha, what are you afraid of? She always has a sedative tube inserted in her body."

"It won't work even if I take a sedative... I don't want my dick to be pinched off by the muscles."

"Click." It was the sound of a metal latch being pulled out.

"Creak." The cell door was opened.

"What's that in your hand?"

"The potion I stole from Lord Randolph's room is said to be mixed with a variety of androgens and progesterone. One injection can make even the female Glocks go into estrus instantly."

"Isn't this dose a bit too high? You have to be careful not to kill her. The adults are still using her. If she dies, we won't be able to eat and walk around."

"Hey, don't worry, I'm measured."

damn it……

Chen Xinlu gritted his teeth secretly. Under the cover of the tattered robe, he quietly reached into his pocket with one hand. There seemed to be a deep space hidden in the shallow pocket. Chen Xinlu submerged most of his arm, and put his index finger and middle finger side by side into the hanging In the ring, he then held the crystal of true knowledge.

…

After the pre-war meeting, Fu Qinghai led several people to the captain's room, took out the True Knowledge Crystal, took off his gauntlet, and held the crystal ball.

There was a loud bang in his mind, and Fu Qinghai instantly connected with Chen Xinlu and felt the same.

As soon as the connection was established, Fu Qinghai "saw" that the tattered robe on Chen Xinlu's other white arm was lifted, and a syringe needle was inserted into it.

The prison door was open, and there were four people standing inside and outside. Four mortal sailors in loose uniforms, holding laser guns and shotguns in their hands. They had enlarged eye bags, sunken eye sockets, and a sickly look on their faces. His face was red and his hair was dyed in various colors, like a drug addict in Sha Matt.

Chen Xinlu slowly took out her arm from her pocket.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and whispered:

"Doctor, prepare flash bombs."

Camille raised her right arm and faced the air in front of her.

Chen Xinlu summoned the last bit of strength and energy in her body, suddenly raised her arm, and drew a circle in mid-air.

"嗗嗗......"

"put!"

Fu Qinghai shouted.

Clusters of golden-red sparks rotated and lit up in the cell. Just as the ring of fire expanded to the size of a fist, a tracer grenade came out of it. The dazzling white light instantly blinded the four mortal crew members. I covered my tearful eyes and was about to scream...

"Hey..."

The tip of the power knife flashed with a blue arc of electricity, and it penetrated from the back of the neck, blocking the scream in the throat.

The sword flashed with "swish", and Fu Qinghai stepped out of the door of the dimension. In front of him, the bodies of the four mortal crew members turned into a pile of collapsed blocks, and their corpses fell to the ground in a mess.

Reincarnation World prompts assimilation point rewards.

Joestar and Camille followed closely and walked out of the dimensional door. Joestar quickly held his claws and leaned against the wall, quietly observing the passage outside the cell.

"List……"

Before Fu Qinghai could speak, Chen Xinlu's arms fell down weakly, the whites of his eyes rolled up and he fell unconscious on his back.

The finger wearing the hanging ring hit the floor with a bang.

The sparks dispersed and the dimensional gate went out.

In the captain's room of the cruiser "Brilliant Horse", a group of skitarii armed with guns and waiting in line looked at the dimensional gate that floated away in front of them, turned to look at each other, and looked at each other.

"What the hell..."

Fu Qinghai looked at the empty cell in front of him. The dimensional door disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

"Channel, safe."

Qiao Shida didn't care about this. He carefully searched the passage outside the cell door and whispered in his mouth.

Before entering the dimensional gate, Fu Qinghai requested that the communication channel be kept silent, so Qiao Shida used a loudspeaker to dictate in a low voice.

"Ah...fuck."

Fu Qinghai covered his helmet with one hand and cursed in a low voice. He saw that there was still a syringe inserted into the inside of Chen Xinlu's arm, and the liquid column had already gone down halfway. He reached out and pulled out the syringe and threw it aside, and ordered:

"Doctor, treat her quickly, damn it."

"OK."

Camille knelt down on one knee, skillfully flattened Chen Xinlu's twisted body, took out the corresponding medicine from the huge shield, inserted it into the injection gun in his right hand, and "popped" it into Chen Xinlu's chest. , causing the woman's body to tremble, the chemical regulator began to perform hemodialysis on her to neutralize the toxins, and at the same time, medical nanomechanical particles began to be injected into Chen Xinlu's body to repair the damage to her body.

Fu Qinghai walked out of the cell and pointed to the right side of the passage. Qiao Shida understood and ran over quickly without saying a word.

"Wait a moment."

Fu Qinghai stopped Qiao Shida, took the explosive assault gun from his waist, and threw it to him:

"Take it."

Joestar took the explosive assault gun, nodded, turned around and ran towards the end of the passage.

Fu Qinghai came to the next door to the cell and saw the She-Hulk inside.

She did not transform into the Hulk form. She was dressed in rags, revealing her beautiful bronze skin. She lowered her head and fell unconscious. Sweat flowed down her cheeks and neck, and down her abdominal muscles to her thighs. Under the pale and cold light, the hairs on the lower abdomen were clearly visible.

What is heart-stopping is that the palms of her hands and the hollows of her shoulders were penetrated by thick iron hooks. The upward-curving iron hooks were as thick as fingers, and the tips were very blunt. They penetrated from She-Hulk's flesh. Her whole body was hung on the iron frame in a cross shape, and her body was also tied with thick black iron chains, which strangled her body to pieces.

The arteries in her neck, elbows, and inner thighs were all filled with transparent tubes, and rose-red liquid was being continuously injected into She-Hulk's body.

The tranquilizer was neutralizing her Hulk blood, making it impossible for her to transform or fall into rage.

Fu Qinghai's knowledge of biochemistry was no worse than Camille's. He opened the cell door with a knife, walked in, shut down the running infusion equipment, and pulled out the infusion tubes from She-Hulk's body in sequence. The tip of the knife flexibly moved Turning around, the black iron chains fell apart with a "clatter". Fu Qinghai turned off the force field and inserted the long knife back into his waist. He held She-Hulk's armpits with both hands, pulled her out of the iron hook, and held her in his arms. In arms.

As expected of the Hulk, the muscles instantly sealed the wound on their own, and the blood in the arteries stopped flowing out. She-Hulk seemed to be aware of Fu Qinghai's arrival. She raised her head slightly and placed her chin on Fu Qinghai's shoulder armor. His eyes were still closed, and the voice in his mouth was as soft as a mosquito's moan:

"Be careful...noise..."

noise?

Could it be...

Fu Qinghai's heart trembled.

He slowly placed the She-Hulk in his arms on the ground and lay down, waiting for Camille to finish treating Chen Xinlu and then come over to treat her.

Fu Qinghai then walked to the next cell.

In the large, dirty and cold cell, there was a small figure huddled in the corner. His whole body was covered by a black robe, like a pile of garbage in the corner.

Fu Qinghai broke open the cell door again and walked in. He lifted up the moldy and smelly robe and saw that it was indeed the witch. Her eyes were closed tightly and her breathing was weak. The dense needle holes on her neck showed that she had also been injected with psychic energy. Inhibitors.

The witch was petite, only about 1.5 meters tall. Fu Qinghai reached out and pinched the back of her neck, lifted her up completely, and laid her down next to She-Hulk, waiting for Camille's treatment.

Chen Xinlu is unconscious, and no one can maintain the dimensional gate. Now the Skitarii cannot get through, and Fu Qinghai cannot go back.

Fu Qinghai stood up and looked around. The basement prison was empty. Camille came over, squatted on the ground and began to treat She-Hulk and the Witch.

"How is that woman?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

The medical soldier shook his head:

"There are no obvious external injuries on her body. It should be weakness caused by some kind of medicine. I don't know much about the pharmacology of your Warhammer 40K universe, so I can only temporarily maintain the stability of her vital signs."

The Pharmaceutical Technology of the Emperor's Children...

Fu Qinghai's eyes were solemn.

He didn't know that Chen Xinlu was a reincarnator with a main god rating of Lv. 4. Under this situation, Chen Xinlu could still use the Gate of Dimension, which was indeed very powerful. He didn't know that she had positive psychic powers in the Human Empire. What is the rating in the grade?

Medical soldiers are very good at treating trauma. The terrible wounds on She-Hulk's shoulders and palms were quickly healed under the influence of medical nano-mechanical particles. Fu Qinghai squatted next to Chen Xinlu and patted her face:

"Hey, Chen Xinlu, wake up."

Chen Xinlu frowned slightly and woke up leisurely.

Fu Qinghai wasted no time and asked directly:

"Can you still cast Dimensional Gate?"

Chen Xinlu looked apologetic:

"I...I can do it again."

"Tsk."

Fu Qinghai sighed slightly irritably:

"Where are the perfect humans?"

"In room 72501 on the mid-deck."

Chen Xinlu replied softly.

"Can you walk?"

Fu Qinghai asked calmly.

"Can."

Chen Xinlu nodded.

Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows:

"Then why don't you stand up for me?"

Are you lying on the ground waiting for me to help you?

Chen Xin blushed, and quickly stood up with his hands on the ground, his legs tightly clamped together, looking a little nervous.

Fu Qinghai didn't know what her pretentious gesture meant. He looked past Chen Xinlu and looked behind. She-Hulk and the Witch were still in a coma.

at this time.

An angry curse came from the end of the passage:

"Blaize! Kelly! Where did you bitches go? Damn it, I..."

Before he could finish his words, a soft crisp sound of "chi!" interrupted his voice, and what was left was the sound of blood foam gushing out of his throat.

Still here...

Fu Qinghai turned around, drew out his sword, and whispered:

"Everyone, open the communication channel."

"Doctor, take these two women with you."

"Qiao Shida... kill me!"

…

In the cold passage, long light strips emitted a pale white glow from the top.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The magnetic soles made a muffled sound on the floor.

The tall little giant strode down the passage.

The unabashed noise was unabashed. He seemed to deliberately make such a loud noise to remind others of his arrival.

The purple and gold-rimmed power armor has been stained with bloodstains and stains, making it difficult to live up to the name of "perfect". He is not wearing a helmet, and his face is staggered with scars, and the flesh is slumped, making him look like he is permanently depressed. Looking at the corner of the passage ahead with gloomy eyes, he roared angrily:

"Samuel, Samur, Samur..."

"Old dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy, tell your master."

"Where have you been hiding?"

A stream of thick saliva flowed down from his chapped lips. As he roared, the turbid saliva sprayed out in a "plop" and "plop" manner, soaking the metal relief of the double-headed eagle on his chest.

A bloody, torn and broken relief of a two-headed eagle.

"Samuel, where are the things I want you to prepare!?"

The Space Marines reached the end of the passage, turned around, and followed the inclined ladder down to the dungeon prison.

Just when he was about to turn around.

An equally tall little giant in bone-white armor suddenly jumped out from the shadows. He held a power knife from bottom to top and penetrated through the weak spot under the chest armor. He pierced the stomach and intestines one after another and instantly stabbed the heart.

"The only thing you need is death, traitor!"

Fu Qinghai's cold and scarlet goggles faced the enemy, and the voice from the loudspeaker was like sand.

"Yeah..."

The Emperor's Son's eyes widened, and his turbid saliva turned into smelly blood, gushing out like a fountain. His mouth was open:

"White...white...scar..."

Fu Qinghai's hand holding the handle of the knife pushed hard, and the tip of the knife moved sideways. While smashing a pile of internal organs, the second heart was also cut in half.

[You killed the Emperor's Children Space Marine...]

[The progress of the points competition has increased...]

Fu Qinghai pulled out the Green Blade, and blood flowed out from the wound. Before the traitor's body was about to fall backward, Fu Qinghai grabbed the edge of his neck armor, slightly bent his knees, and slowly moved his heavy body. Slowly fell to the ground.

Fu Qinghai looked back and saw three women, supporting each other, standing at the entrance of the stairway, looking up at him, followed by Camille, the medical soldier at the rear.

Fu Qinghai turned his head, the fighting spirit in his heart already boiling.

"continue."

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