The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Virus Refiners are a type of Plague Warriors, they are mainly responsible for refining and purifying the viruses configured by Plague Spreaders, and they also have a unique mutation - their eyes can pass through the armor to observe the spread of the disease in the victim's body conditions, allowing these fallen scholars to quickly note down their observations and create vast amounts of forbidden knowledge.

Driven by a paranoid desire to test their plagues for perfection, Viral Refiners take on active roles on the battlefield, dedicated to observing all aspects of the plague diseases they refine.

After a while, the virus refiners came to basic conclusions.

"Unfortunately, the master of the colony, the effect of this virus on Ada is still limited. There may be a treatment plan in the first minute, and the lethality may need to be further enhanced. At the same time, Ada's blood has a certain blocking effect on the spread of the virus. Due to the lack of the body of the Ark Eldar, it is impossible to infer whether the effect on Ada in different environments is the same."

Hearing the virus refiner's words, Nucreon Rotis shook his head.

"The original target of the Eze virus was to spread through the air, and it could kill an Ada within 20 seconds, but now even blood transmission can't achieve this result... I can't be satisfied."

The virus refiner bowed slightly.

"Sorry, I'll keep trying."

"Time is not for me."

At this time, the virus refiner seemed to have thought of something, and after a moment of silence, he said a possibility.

"Maybe...you can change your mind, this virus is not suitable for airborne transmission, but the filthy life in Ida, Comoros is a favorable way for them to spread, and the attack method of this virus can be changed to specifically target their blood The immune mechanism in the virus is broken, and the task of killing is handed over to other viruses that are more likely to spread through the air."

Jordan Simon thought, he likes this kind of academic question, even on the battlefield.

"You mean to turn the Eze virus from a killer into a hammer."

"Yes."

"Nice idea, what else?"

"Well...it has another meaning."

"what."

"Just imagine what happens to Ada when they find out that their filthy life will bring them death?"

"fear."

Jordan Simon answered almost without thinking, and immediately thought of the meaning.

"Ah, yes, yes, when Ada realizes that their desires bring torment, they will try to resist desires, and this is not what the dark prince wants, and it will humiliate the New God, ah, that's right! Your thoughts are good, and a loving father will be relieved."

"Let's put those studies aside first. If we don't achieve our immediate goals, the loving father will only be angry."

A voice suddenly sounded, and Jordan Simon didn't have to turn his head to know who it was. He snorted contemptuously and continued to look at the corpse on the ground.

Surrounded by his Terminator Guard, Typhons approached, the Lord of the Destruction Flies with triumphant pride, even the humming of the gigantic flies seemed to praise him, but in Jordan. Simon's eyes were just a halo of hypocrisy.

"Simon, your progress is later than expected."

"If your artillery support can be more accurate and fierce, our speed will be much faster."

Typhons knew that the opponent's Legion didn't like him in the era, and he also knew the intention of the Primarch to send such a mere captain of the opponent to cooperate with him, but at the moment he was only concerned with the mission of the loving father, and he didn't care about anything else.

"Then we have to speed up."

Typhons snorted and looked back at the center of the hall.

There were seven living slaves there, from Ada captured on the battlefield, who had just been escorted in.

The wizards began to leave rotting runes on the floor, and as they were outlined, the power of the runes eroded the slate, turning the rock into gurgling pulp.

Immediately afterwards, the Plague Warriors took a moment to bring in a huge cauldron and pour the tainted pus and putrid flesh into the cauldron. jingle.

Finally, a wither overlord brought a rusted iron box.

Typhonska opened the lid with a click, reached into the box, and took out a machete.

Its blade looks like moldy bone, its rotting wooden heart is shrivelled into a hilt, covered with monstrous vines.

Jordan Simon squinted not far away, he could feel the power of corruption emanating from the scimitar, and the energy crackled on Typhonse's fingers.

"The Comoros Ada blocked the entrance, they thought it would be able to survive, but this fortress will be the bridgehead for our attack."

The Lord of the Destroyer Nest strode forward, counting the syllables as he listened to the chanting of the wizards.

As the 77th syllable of the dirge sounded, Typhons decisively cut the throats of all Eldar slaves with the tainted blade.

Only the last captive reacted, and he instinctively raised his hands, trying in vain to prevent the blade from piercing his neck, but to no avail.

Alien blood gushed out ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and fell into the cauldron, and Typhons stabbed down, dipping the machete into the cauldron full of blood-stained carrion.

With a sickening stench, a beam of decayed green, anxious yellow, and suffocating purple erupted from the cauldron.

Jordan Simon tightened his muscles, preparing for the burst of warp energy.

The hall was filled with frantic cries, and then a gust of wind pushed everything on the ground against the walls, save the Plague Warriors standing still.

Soon, the light dissipated.

Then, something came out of the crucible.

The thing looked like a withered tree, with its bare branches stretching out, but Jordan Simon saw at a glance that it was an illusion, just by looking at the shadow on the wall behind it, the shadow showing A bloated, horned inhuman entity emerges.

As the harsh sound faded away, Typhons straightened up, and at the same time a solitary milky white eyeball appeared in the center of the dead wood, staring out curiously.

"The dead wood is growing—"

As Typhons murmured, the branches of the dead tree quivered with each utterance, and the eyes ooze with disgusting sap.

Then, it also responded with a low voice.

"The dead wood is growing—"

A large number of rotten vines emerged from the cauldron, overflowing from the door of the hall, the window.

Just a few minutes later, the entire ether fortress was wrapped and turned into a bloated, full of cysts and dead trees, and at its center was a giant dead tree, with a milky white eyeball in the center. .

After that, the eyeball turned to the direction of the Ether Fortress leading to Comoros, and then a clear image gradually appeared in the darkness of nothingness, a portal surrounded by vines.