Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Another painful torture.

Fabius was almost dying this time, lying on the ground unable to stand up again.

He looked at the cold-faced Luperzi and realized that he had become a slave.

A scientific slave.

The purpose is to keep cloning Luperchi's genetic father, Horus Luperkar, just like a slave working non-stop.

As for what the purpose of this Son of Horus is.

Who knows what he was thinking.

"Of course I know very well that you succeeded." Luperzi leaned over and looked at Fabius, "You once cloned my original body, and then Abaddon brutally killed the cloned original body."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fabius's hair was lifted up by the edge of the magic sword.

The mad doctor knew very well that Luperzi did not use psychic powers or the special ability of the magic sword, so he just used the blade of the sword to lift his hair.

This is the ultimate sword-wielding skill.

Breathtakingly superb.

Fabius couldn't help but think of a guy named Sharokin.

Sarrokin, a Raven Guard, felt no pleasure in killing Lucius like he was throwing away a piece of trash.

"You have succeeded before, but you gave me something like this." Luperzi looked back at the culture tank, "In your eyes, am I a person who is easy to talk to and very patient?"

Fabius said nothing, but felt in his heart that Luperzi was obviously not.

There was no point in talking, Fabius got up with difficulty and continued to re-enact the steps of creating the original clone.

Although all the scientific research materials collected during the evacuation from Broome were destroyed by Lupelzi, all the information about the technology of cloning the original body was kept in the safest place - the head.

Therefore, Fabius can carry out the entire process of reproduction without any errors or accidents, but what puzzles him is that no matter how he reproduces step by step according to the previous method, no matter what he does, the clone he finally creates will The Primarch was no longer alive and kicking, but was reduced to a worthless piece of rotten flesh.

This lump of rotten flesh is genetically similar to the original body, but it is just a lump of rotten flesh.

"Believe it or not." Fabius sat helplessly on the chair and took a few breaths, "Anyway, I tried my best. I am like a painter who has painted a perfect work of art that he cannot reproduce. "

"The clone is just copy and paste, how can it be perfect?" Luperchi said coldly.

This sentence caught Fabius's attention, but the mad doctor said nothing and calmly thought about the hidden meaning of Luperzi's words.

If the original clone is not perfect for him, then he wants to pursue something and achieve a certain goal through the original clone.

In the end, Fabius had to guess that Luperzi was the genetic father who wanted to resurrect him.

But then I thought about it...

The Eye of Terror is full of human spirits, so it is possible that Luperzi said these words to mislead him.

Thinking of this, Fabius gave up the idea and got up to continue working: "Although it is indeed unsatisfactory to be forced to work, my interest has been piqued by the current matter. As long as you are willing to help me, I may be able to find out The reason why I can’t recreate the original body again.”

Luperzi could also understand what Fabius meant by helping him get some experimental materials, experimental equipment and so on.

This is not difficult.

Especially because of being in this environment.

Luperzi glanced at the vast and endless wasteland of death outside the research facility, then turned to threaten Fabius: "I don't care if you can do it, but I ask you to do your best, otherwise I will give you eternal life." Torture.”

Fabius ignored the threat and was completely immersed in the experiment.

Luperzi didn't interfere too much, got up and left.

…

The clone Corax has been waiting in the dead wasteland.

The clone master was lying on a weathered black boulder, his body covered by a special camouflage equipment, which was the invisible camouflage device installed in the Thunder Warrior armor.

Corax didn't get a chance to experiment with stealth camouflage, but he heard it could deceive many people.

I heard that it can deceive many people, but I don’t know the details.

The clone primarch had been observing the two enemies in the research facility from beginning to end, looking for a way to kill them once and for all.

Although the research facility is hidden in genjutsu, the armor is also equipped with equipment for seeing through genjutsu.

Corax just watched.

Not long after, Luperzi walked to the edge of the research facility, raised his hand, used his psychic energy to open a door on the virtual curtain covering the entire research facility, and walked out. It looked like he had traveled directly to a new world. Same in the world.

Corax quickly put on the power claws, lowered his body and moved around to the position behind Luperzi at an alarming speed.

While moving forward quickly, Corax found Lupelzi walking towards the black ring building in the wasteland.

The black ring building is definitely a portal, and it can be used by anyone, and all comers are welcome.

Corax didn't even bother to come to this wasteland world with Luperzi, which didn't even arouse Luperzi's vigilance.

"Hey!" Luperzi walked to the portal and shouted to the sky, "Get me out!"

Hearing the roar, the clone master who was approaching Luperzi was secretly happy, because Luperzi was obviously not vigilant in the current environment.

But just when Corax was about to pounce and launch an attack, something strange suddenly appeared and he quickly fell to the ground.

An eye appeared in the sky.

It was like an eye carved directly on the sky, so huge that it could almost cover half of the planet's surface in the wasteland world.

Then the eye shrank.

It's like the camera is zooming out.

What appeared on the sky was not just an eye, but also a person's pale face.

"Have you achieved your goal?" The pale face was as huge as a god, looking down at everything on the ground.

"Not yet, not even close." Luperzi held the magic sword and looked up at the sky without any sign of weakness. "Can you get me out first, and then let me talk to you properly?"

"I'm not interested in your affairs, and I'm not interested in your goals. I'm just interested in your power. Come out and assist me." Face said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of energy was injected into the black ring building, and then a completely different color of light flashed from the previously opened portal.

Luperzi stepped into the portal, and the light immediately dissipated.

On the other side of the portal is the command deck of a very small frigate.

The naval personnel trained by the Red Pirates are controlling the entire warship traveling in the turbulent subspace.

In order to prevent subspace submersible detection methods from discovering the ship, the powerful psyker standing on the command deck is using psychic energy to obscure the entire ship.

It was obvious from his size and armor that the psyker was an Astartes.

"What do we do next?" Luperzi asked the psyker.

"The three artifacts are in the hands of the Black Legion. Let's snatch them."

The ship moved rapidly through the warp, churning with terrifying psychic energy that propelled the ship.

Under Luperzi's gaze, his true partner, the temporary master of the entire ship, the powerful psyker... slowly put the helmet on his head.

It was a blue helmet with six horns. The strange shape and color represented that he was once a member of the Thousand Sons Legion.

There is usually only one person wearing this strange horned helmet, and that is the chief wizard, the champion of the Lord of Change, and the rebel who personally sows the destruction of the Thousand Sons Legion-Azhak Ahriman.

"Keep it safe."

Ahriman raised his hand, and a black sphere floated from his palm and landed in Luperzi's hand.

Luperzi lowered his head and carefully observed the black sphere that looked like a wasteland planet.

At the same time, Corax saw Luperzi's face suddenly appearing in the sky.

"Good thing." Luperzi stuffed the sphere into the storage compartment, walked to Ahriman, and stood in front of the porthole with Ahriman, looking at some dense black spots directly in front of him.

That is the fleet of the Black Legion.