Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Chapter 702 Fabius Bayer

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Bloom.

On a high tower on the surface of the old woman's world, a huge transfer movement has just begun.

This old guy with long sparse white hair, a large area of ​​scalp exposed, and a layer of human skin attached to his armor is none other than Fabius Bayer.

The cruel people in the Eye of Fear call them "Spiders".

Part of the reason why this nickname became Fabius’s is because of the subspace mechanical device behind Fabius. This spider-leg-like device can not only help the owner recover from injuries quickly, but also respond well to all those who come to him. guilty enemy.

"The battleship is ready. Don't forget who is assisting you in transporting your twisted creations."

A Space Marine wearing crimson armor walked up behind Fabius, making a violent sound from under his helmet.

The Black Hand symbol on his chest identifies this Space Marine as the Red Corsair.

"You will leave the Eye of Terror to serve the Lord of the Maelstrom."

"This is your value."

Hearing this, Fabius looked up at the sky in silence.

A formation of six Red Corsair cruisers and seventeen frigates docked in Broome's orbit.

It should probably be a track.

All the planets in the Eye of Terror have long been free from the constraints of real physical laws, so it doesn't really matter whether those battleships are far away or close in front of you.

"How is your Lord of the Maelstrom, who surrendered to the ridiculous so-called gods, doing?" Fabius turned around and asked with a smile.

"Watch your words." The red pirate in front of him was trained by Huron himself. When he joined the Star Claws, Huron taught him how to fight step by step.

This camaraderie made the Space Marines furious at Fabius's offense, but the problem was that it was the Chapter Master's orders to bring Fabius back.

This crazy doctor just needs to live, no matter what he says or does.

"Huron doesn't believe in the Four Gods, but he doesn't believe in the truth either. This is his fatal weakness."

"If I meet Huron, I will tell him that there is no so-called true god in the universe. The so-called gods and chaos gods mentioned by those idiots are just more powerful subspace creatures."

Fabius Bayer talks a lot.

The Red Pirate Space Marine listened blankly.

As he discovered, Fabius, a traitor who was hunted by all forces, neither believed in Nurgle like the Death Guard nor did he believe in Slaanesh like his gene father and battle brothers. I don’t even believe in chaos.

Fabius was more different than those who claimed that the Four Gods were merely parts of Chaos, like the whole ocean in relation to a few large drops in the ocean.

He believed in a lie that had long since gone bankrupt - the Imperial Truth.

"What's the situation over there in the maelstrom?" Fabius stopped discussing things about gods and ghosts, walked to the other side of the open-air platform, and entered a series of control instructions on the operating consoles.

Then the Death Claw drop pod carrying the children that Fabius was most proud of rose into the sky and headed straight for the battleship sent by the Black Heart King.

"Not great, but much better than here in the Eye of Terror." The Red Corsair Space Marine replied.

After the Tyrone War, the Red Corsairs disappeared for a while.

The Red Pirates themselves suffered no losses, and even grew more prosperous by absorbing many warbands who suffered more than half of their casualties in the Tyrone War.

But the Blackheart King, the Lord of the Maelstrom, Huron's mental state was getting worse and worse. He set off a bloody storm among the Red Pirates, executing a lot of people for reasons such as resisting orders during the Tyron War.

This undoubtedly angered other forces within the Red Pirates.

The entire maelstrom is also full of storms.

Huron hoped to take advantage of the Empire's siege of the Eye of Terror to help Fabius leave Broome and move to the Maelstrom, so that he could get Fabius's help and find a chance to get rid of the influence of the Four Gods.

"Huron is a strong man, he should not submit to the so-called gods."

"I've never visited him, but I believe I would have hit it off with him, if he hadn't been stupid enough to think those warp creatures were gods."

"Pity."

Fabius said two more words that made the red pirate warrior angry, and then continued to do things slowly.

The children lurking in the Golden Expedition Fleet reported many things to Fabius, his loving father.

Lane's so-called Warmaster's gradual cannibalization strategy has not yet been fully implemented, and the expedition fleet is still staying in place.

By the time they reached Broome, which was probably a hundred years later, Fabius thought he had plenty of time to transfer the laboratory.

In the process, countless modified monsters were running around on the surface of the planet.

The laboratory is not as big as a room, but almost half of the space in this old woman's world is Bayer's laboratory, because he conducts biological experiments rather than theoretical scientific research.

There are too many test subjects, too many experimental materials, and they are all living things, and there are too many things to eat.

Naturally, more and more things need to be transported.

"I heard that the Black Legion will also come to protect you." The Red Pirate Space Marine suddenly said.

"Who are you talking about?" Fabius turned his head, "I believe you when you say the Death Guard will come to protect me. Although I stole their artifact, at least I didn't clone their genetic father for them to kill. Once again!"

"The Black Legion has changed forever. Many of them hope to use your technology to resurrect Abaddon." The Red Pirate said.

"Then I advise them to forget it." Fabius turned back and continued his business, "I don't cooperate with subspace creatures. The current actual leader of the Black Legion is that half-skinned, half-mechanical subspace freak. I hate it. It, it also claims to be a secondary god."

"Lesser God."

"You don't even dare to call yourself a god. This kind of thing is really ridiculous."

The red pirate listened helplessly.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken to a real "person" for too long, or perhaps it was just for the sake of clichés, Fabius said a lot.

Until the Red Pirate Space Marine couldn't bear it anymore and threatened: "If we don't hurry up and wait for the Black Legion's people to come, you will be captured and tied up and pinned down on the crotch of the most disgusting subspace creature in your mouth." Come down and serve it! Then that subspace creature will urge you like me, so fuck off you balding old thing!"

Fabius laughed strangely twice and shook his head indifferently.

The Golden Expedition Fleet has arrived near the Eye of Terror and is preparing to launch an attack, and the war will soon reach Broome.

Fabius didn't want his masterpieces to be burned by the flames of war, but he was already busy working on the transfer work sleeplessly, and he couldn't do it any faster.

After all, manpower has its limits.

"Hurry up, maybe the enemy will attack in the next second." The Space Marine decided to scare Fabius, "Don't believe it, I am famous as a crow's mouth in our place."

"Crow's mouth? No, no, no."

Fabius stopped instead and looked at Huron's lackey unhurriedly.

"That's just a coincidence between personal thinking and objective reality."

"You know what I mean, it's just..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden roar in the sky.

Fabius and the Space Marine looked up to the sky at the same time.

A battleship exploded.

A giant whale had just crashed through the cruiser and was hurtling towards the surface, with a man standing on top of it.

Next to the whale are several warships that look different from any forces in the Eye of Terror.

In the Eye of Terror, let alone seeing a whale penetrate the battleship and fall down, it is not surprising that the planet itself is a whale.

But the scene before him was still enough to shock Fabius.

The invaders are coming.