Chapter 424 You don’t deserve the honor of being killed by the original body at all (2-in-1 4K3)
The vague singing voice continues to linger in this strange, dilapidated place.
The tune that changed from humming to a song of mourning came from further away, and seemed to be in everyone's ears.
But no matter who the singer is, they are lingering, hesitating, and in their career of always giving others riddles, they rarely feel the riddle-like unsolvable doubts in front of them.
This has prevented them from showing up or taking action, because the script is no longer changed in the usual sense - it can be modified by their efforts.
It was the first time in hundreds of centuries that someone unreasonably overturned the entire script—even the table on which the script was placed was overturned.
But showing such unconfident doubts in front of the mon-keighs is indeed contrary to the behavior of elegant troupe members, so they chose to wait and see.
Although they were given a script to guide the King of Feathers, and he is now killed here, this is not the result of them not daring to take action or being timid.
Because, the King of Feathers will always be resurrected from a new body again and again...
Of course, the complicated and contradictory thoughts hidden in the hearts of these guests are actually the Iron Hand. No one in the team cared.
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“Hmm…”
The tall silver figure with a golden bird on its shoulder is now standing on a pile of red, red and white, too fine to Looking from a distance, the wreckage of [Self-Regulation] with a pink texture appears in front of it.
The Iron Hand officers surrounded him, and Malkan looked reproachfully at Lavus with his remaining naked eye - the latter's two-handed power sword was still stained with filthy life. Substance, his black power armor was also glowing with a layer of red reflection from the liquid that was splashed on it. These reflections squirmed, then merged and flowed along the gaps in his power armor, and then dripped to the ground, forming a small puddle. The beach is filled with deep rose-colored puddles.
Thick, fishy smell, and exuding a strong smell of chemical synthesis preparations, Fabius's blood is slowly seeping out from the pile of residues and flowing through the soles of his feet. This makes the clean-loving person Fearless Phoenix slightly gave way to his feet in disgust - this small move made a certain Iron Father hesitate to speak, but he exchanged opinions hundreds of times in the Iron Hands' internal communication network in the form of super-speed thinking discussion. It calmed down.
——After all, they also smelled a large number of analgesics, stimulants, flesh repair medicines and antiviral medicines from these liquids. Although they could not distinguish the specific types of many types of medicines, some basic ingredients were still there. Can be analyzed - and "large amounts" of some of these drugs means that the blood concentration significantly exceeds the guideline dose - specifically the guideline dose for Astartes - ten or even dozens of times. .
The furnace of the Iron Hands has been transformed into a dedicated ultra-high-speed Siji communication.
+Disclaimer: This Fabius smells just like the scum of the Third Legion we have defeated, if not worse. +
+Agree. What amazes me is how he manages to maintain his physical integrity, clean appearance, stand upright, and speak clearly while suffering from this level of drug abuse. It may be necessary to collect some samples for analysis by the pharmacist brothers. +
+Disagree. The level of subspace contamination in his body has reached an extremely dangerous concentration. We currently do not have a container with a sufficient level of hazardous protection on hand to ensure that it does not escape during transportation. +
+ Agree. +
+Agree. +
+ Agree. +
+Agree. So what to do with this place. Also, after we return, we all need to undergo a comprehensive standard subspace energy purification and biological cleansing. +
+Agree. Regarding the second point, the automatic beacon has been entered: we will start the 500-second countdown before returning to the Clan Hall, and a signal will be activated to notify the teleportation room to increase the subspace and biological protection level. +
+ Agree. +
+ Agree. Standard procedure after this point is to summon the Clan Hall for three or more volleys and use the auspicious array to confirm life signals, or overload...etc. +
+Ah. +
+The ship's reactor overload program had been activated before he arrived here and was in the delay process. +
+A despicable and selfish guy, which fits my impression of a betrayer. +
+ Overload program reverse cracking calculation begins to access. +
+Also tell your father quickly. +
+The above matters have been completed. +
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After receiving the signal from the Iron Fathers, the Rakuan Clan Hall is now rejuvenated, huge and proud. The flying fortress quickly came from behind the asteroid where it was originally hiding.
More members of the Iron Hands Chapter were sent to the Vesalius, including several extremely agile Iron Hands Dreadnoughts.
They have full magazines, strong firepower, and determined will. Their power gear axes split open the filthy cabin walls and iron doors, and they used flamethrowers and storm bombs to clean up the power deck, which was in ruins but still able to perform its mission thanks to the careful care of the machine-worshiping mutant tribe. with lower deck.
Especially the ecological situation of humans and mutants near the "Meat Market", "Kennel" and "Big Meat Tank" located deep in the lower deck, obviously angered more than one Iron Hand.
The loud bombardment that exceeded the necessary limit was heard continuously, so that Ferus specifically asked about the progress and cleanup of the lower level, and paused for a short while at the content of the picture sent back by the descendants.
Then he told them that they could apply to equip two more Eradicator teams, and he approved it.
Fulgrim Ishtar's angry curses immediately drew the attention of His Highness Ferrus Jiujiu back to where they were.
Now they are standing in the Apothecary's Laboratory where they just cut down a group of Chaos Apothecaries and Gland Hounds.
The corpses and prisoners had been dragged away cleanly, and only blood stains, bullet marks and armor fragments could still indicate the fierce battle scene that was like a storm of swords passing through.
All the secret doors have been fully opened, and an entire wall of transparent glass culture tanks covered by a layer of movable armor was also exposed in front of them.
The first Iron Hand warrior to discover this place has been ordered by Fulgrim Ishtar in the name of Ferus, forcing him to be accompanied by Malkan for a period of time to prepare himself mentally. enlighten.
Subsequently, the other Iron Hand warriors received new orders that they were not allowed to enter any discovered apothecary laboratories. Once a similar facility was discovered, it must be sealed immediately until the Primarch came to inspect it in person.
——After all, Ferrus Manus of various ages and completeness, floating up and down in the preservation solution in a transparent culture tank with an entire wall, is indeed too unsuitable to be captured by any third party. The inheritor of the bloodline of the Ten Legions saw it.
“I really think there is a very perverted and disgusting hobby in his behavior.”
Fulgrim Ishtar’s brows furrowed tightly. The golden Garuda answered his dear friend in the data circuit they shared while flying up.
"More likely it's because he lost most of the genetic cloning material on our other brothers. Come look at the log I found, my friend, it's well hidden, but also obvious, It took me a little while to crack it.”
"What?" Fulgrim walked over, and a main cogitator panel in front of him was shining. After some fragmented deformations and noises, the picture reunited into a text state that could be read.
"It looks like an experiment log or some kind of pharmacist's diary." "It belongs to Fabius, I think. There should be something useful in it."
< br>"Although I don't like to read the works of any fallen traitor, you are right, my friend."
The fearless Phoenix stretched out his silver fingers and operated the machine dexterously without any teacher. The Meditator extracted more complete sentences and journal entries from it.
Fabius's diary appears to be very colloquial. Apparently the chief pharmacist had a good habit of recording while working and converting it into text, which he has continued to this day.
…What year is today in the thirty-sixth millennium? Maybe three hundred, maybe five hundred... It doesn't matter. To live in the Eye of Fear or its tides is to get used to the fact that time does not pass at the same speed for everyone. Demanding a normal chronological order will most likely lead to a crazy result, not to mention, after I made the "key", we more often rely on abandoned "doors" to travel to subspace and even stay in them...
...Therefore, what is more important than figuring out the time is that it has been 144 standard hours since the twin guided differentiation experiment started again...
...reusing culture chambers instead of natural reproduction to make lures The planning project of the third generation work of transforming twins is very successful. Now I can make twins of different genders that are derived from the same cell and implanted into the same organ differentiated from the same organ... Although the principles of these strange processes that trigger cell division I don't know much about it yet...but sooner or later I will crack them...
...I named the two latest twin hounds out of the cabin, their work efficiency and specialization show the search Very good ability. Today they followed my orders and tried to track down my "surgeon"...oh...he always does this lately, running out like a disobedient cat...I don't know where he went, But apparently the hounds found it...
...It still came back, when I was resurrected by Horag after my transplant...oh...the feeling of my spinal cavity and neural interface being tightened and supported by it again was so familiar. ...
...Maybe it would be wise to vivisect it, and if it produces a brain-like organ, it could be removed to prevent further decay or other mutations...but I really Do you want to do this...I am very curious about what it will become in the end...and...it has never been so easy to use...there has never been a surgical assistant who is so considerate, easy to use, and does not have to worry about betrayal...< br>
Seeing this, readers paused reading these logs in disgust.
"What do you think, old friend."
"The work record of a mad scientist who thinks he's very important. He has...well, apparently without even realizing it... Angel investor. (——This word is not very suitable. Where did you learn it?——From the Iron Blood database. —Oh.), and point in time, Fulgrim, point in time.”
"We have no doubt that we are now at the end of the 41st Millennium."
"There is no doubt that we and the Rakuan Clan Hall have never entered the Eye of Terror, so obviously, their Time, according to the previous log description, the subspace influence of the Eye of Fear may also be affected by the alien subspace tunnel. There are too many possible influencing factors."
Golden Garuda hesitated for a moment. "...Actually, it is not impossible to encounter a battleship from another point in time. I have encountered it once myself." He thought of what he saw at that time and the appearance of his descendants today, and sighed rarely. stand up. "But unfortunately, I was so confident at the time that I didn't believe what I saw, and I didn't expect what happened later."
"No one can believe it before it actually happens. It happens, my friend. It is not a mistake or a bad thing to trust your brother. It is not your problem. Don't completely abandon the possibility of love and trust just because something bad happened."
"You are right. ," Garuda's tone became more emotional, "In addition, there is obviously one item that is very important to us at the moment. He mentioned his own resurrection surgery."
"Indeed, this word concerns me very much. Then we should see who the person he mentioned is and whether there is enough quality left in this person for us to find some usable information."
After continuing to restore and query records for a while, they found relevant records of the person corresponding to this name.
"Death Guard Apothecary... I must say that this result was far beyond my expectation. I thought the worst was just the nailed war dog - how did he keep calm? Yes, there are really more and more weird phenomena on this ship..."
When Fulgrim Ishtar said this, he suddenly paused.
“That’s not right.”
"What happened, my friend?"
"Ge... Garuda, remember that while we were busy dealing with the two difficult women in front, the one behind was insidiously shooting alien crystal darts and bullets at us. A modified creature of flesh and blood that looks like a female human?"
"Remember, fortunately our metal shell and protection are in place, and we have extra resistance, otherwise the poisonous soul might be able to Down with any flesh and blood, so I channeled that crystal shard and gave it back to her. She deserved it."
"But you see, she or her. The body is not there, there are no remains, but there are very shallow, covered up drag marks - so maybe someone came quietly and took her away."
"Or maybe just one or a few. The hungry and ignorant mutants dragged away the body, but don't worry, old friend, when we finish the search and leave here, we will completely destroy the ship and all the evil based on it will come to an end. ”
"No, no." Fulgrim, who lived in the heart of silver Ferus, murmured softly.
He raised the metal palm of Ferrus Manus, and the huge silver palm pressed against Phoenix's own heart in Fulgrim's amniotic fluid chamber.
"After noticing this, my heart beat very fast, and my heart became throbbing. Gorgon, there must be something here, the thing that took her body away, I I think it must be very important to me."
"In that case, let me find it for you."
Ferrus Manus is in his mechanical body. Zhong answered calmly, and then connected the eyepieces and communication beads of all the descendants.
(End of this chapter)