Extreme Star Field, a huge fleet is sailing.

It was 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 with the former Third Legion, the Emperor's Son.

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

Bilge Prison.

The dim light flickered in the damp passageway, and the entire bilge area was filled with a complex smell, with the smell of bloody rust, the smell of sweat, the disgusting smell of perfume, and the pungent and strange smell of potions.

Chen Xinlu twisted and crawled on the cold and biting metal floor, her black hair was wet and sticking to the side of her face, her face was as pale as paper, and she was panting low in her mouth, she wanted to turn over, but she couldn't muster any strength, and she felt that all the cells in her body were wailing in pain.

Once again, she was injected with psionic suppressants.

Today's third time.

The entire bilge prison was silent, there was no sound, only the "hiss" of Chen Xinlu's painful gasps scraping on the ground.

Chen Xinlu turned her head with all her strength and looked at the other side of the cell, although she couldn't see anything through the wall, she couldn't help but whisper:

"Asha...... Asha ...... Are you still alive? ”

No one responded to her.

Chen Xinlu's voice had a hint of crying:

"Asha...... Answer me quickly. ”

The bilge prison remained silent, without a single echo.

"Gurrah, cluck, cluck, ......"

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

Chen Xinlu reluctantly raised her head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

A slave dragged through the passage with a square tank, his face blank and his feet numb, the wheels under the tank making a monotonous noise on the floor.

Chen Xinlu's eyes saw the sickly sight of amniotic fluid containers lined up on the top of the tank, what resembled human organs filled the shaking inside of the container, and tubes were inserted into it, pumping out the cloudy liquid and injecting it into an unknown machine.

Chen Xinlu's gaze fell on the transparent water tank, where a swollen petite female body floated limply in the chemical detergent, her limbs curled up weakly.

Her eyes were half-open, staring into nothingness, where the life that had ever existed, and everything else she had, had been drained by the machine.

Chen Xinlu breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't Xingxian's corpse.

Then she lamented her thoughts.

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

Why hasn't he come yet......

Why hasn't he contacted me yet......

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

Accompanied by lewd laughter and conversation.

"Hey, hey, look, look into her eyes, she's still awake."

"What about being awake?"

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

Chen Xinlu's face was pressed to the ground, and his ears heard the sound of the key inserting into the lock hole.

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

"Damn, don't you see what happened to Pyne yesterday, he was smashed in the head by that green beast with a mallet."

"Ha, what are you afraid of, isn't she always with a tranquilizer tube on her body?"

"Even with tranquilizers...... I don't want to be snapped by muscles. ”

"Click." It is the sound of the metal bolt being pulled out.

"Crunch." The cell door was opened.

"What's in your hand?"

"The potion I stole from Master Randolph's room is said to be a mixture of androgens and progestins, and a single injection can make the Glocks mother beast instantly come into heat."

"Isn't this dose a bit too big, you can be careful, don't kill her, those adults still need her, if she dies, we won't be able to eat and walk around."

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

Damn it......

Chen Xinlu gritted his teeth secretly, under the cover of the tattered robe, a hand quietly reached into the pocket, the shallow pocket seemed to hide a deep space, Chen Xinlu's arm was submerged in most of it, put the index finger and middle finger side by side into the suspension ring, and then held the crystal of true knowledge.

……

At the end of the pre-war meeting, Fu Qinghai led a few people to the captain's room, took out the True Knowledge Crystal, took off his hand armor, and held the crystal ball.

Booming in his mind, Fu Qinghai and Chen Xinlu had a heart-to-heart connection and empathy for a moment.

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

The prison door was open, and there were four men standing inside and out, four mortal crew members in loose uniforms, with laser guns and shotguns in their hands, with fat bags under their eyes, sunken eye sockets, sickly red faces, and color-dyed hair, like addicts in killing Matt.

Chen Xinlu slowly pulled out her arm from her pocket.

Fu Qinghai's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice:

"Doctor, flashbang ready."

Camille raised his right arm to the air in front of him.

Chen Xinlu summoned the last bit of strength and energy in her body, suddenly raised her arm, and slashed a circle in midair.

"Woohoo ......"

"Put!"

Fu Qinghai said in a low voice.

The golden-red cluster of sparks swirled and lit up in the cell, and the circle of fire had just expanded to the size of a fist, and a tracer grenade came out of it, and the dazzling white light instantly blinded the dog's eyes of the four mortal crew members, covering their tearful eyes and just about to scream......

"Giggle......

The tip of the power knife flashed with a dark blue arc and pierced the back of the neck, blocking the screams in his throat.

The sword light flashed continuously, Fu Qinghai stepped out of the dimensional gate, and the four mortal crew members in front of him turned into a pile of collapsed building blocks, and the corpses fell to the ground messily.

The world of reincarnation hints at assimilation point rewards.

Jostar and Camille followed closely as they walked out of the dimensional door, and Jostar quickly clawed sideways against the wall, quietly observing the passage outside the cell.

"Chen ......"

Before Fu Qinghai could speak, Chen Xinlu's arm fell weakly, and the whites of his eyes rolled over and the whole person fell unconscious on his back.

The fingers wearing the hanging ring slammed into the floor with a "bang".

The sparks drifted away, and the dimensional gates were extinguished.

In the captain's room of the cruiser Liema, a group of cathars with guns in their hands waiting in line looked at the dimensional gate that had dissipated in front of them, turned their heads to look at each other, and looked at each other.

"What the ......"

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

"Passage, security."

Qiao Shida didn't care about any of this, he cautiously searched the passage outside the cell door, and whispered in his mouth.

Before entering the Dimensional Gate, Fu Qinghai asked to keep the communication channel silent, so Qiao Shida whispered through a loudspeaker.

"Ah...... Exercise. ”

Fu Qinghai covered his helmet with one hand, cursed in a low voice, looked at Chen Xinlu's arm with a syringe inserted in the inside, the liquid column had already gone down halfway, reached out and pulled out the syringe and threw it aside, and commanded:

"Doctor, hurry up and treat her, damn it."

"Okay."

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 her right hand, and slammed it into Chen Xinlu's chest with a "poof", making the woman's body tremble, and the chemical regulator began to do hemodialysis for her to neutralize the toxins, and at the same time, medical nanomechanical particles also began to be injected into Chen Xinlu's body to repair the damage to her body.

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

"Wait a minute."

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

"Take it."

Josda took the Burst Assault Bolt, nodded, and turned to run towards the end of the passage.

Fu Qinghai came to the next door of the cell and saw the female hulk inside.

She didn't transform into the Hulk form, she was ragged, revealing her beautiful bronzed skin, her head hung low, unconscious, sweat running down her cheeks and neck, down the chunks of her abs to her thighs, and the hairs on her lower abdomen were clearly visible in the white and cold light.

What is palpitating is that the palms of her hands and the shoulders and shoulders are pierced by thick iron hooks, which are as thick as fingers and curved upwards, and the tips are very blunt, piercing out of the hulk's flesh and skin, hanging her whole body in a cross shape on the iron frame, and her body is also tied with thick black iron chains, strangling her body to the flesh.

Her neck arteries, elbow arteries, and inner thighs were all filled with clear tubes, and rose-red fluid was pouring into She-Hulk's body.

The tranquilizer is neutralizing her Hulk bloodline, keeping her unable to transform or sink into rage.

Fu Qinghai's biochemical knowledge is no worse than that of Carmil, he slashed open the prison door, walked in, turned off the running infusion equipment, and pulled the infusion tube from the body of the female Hulk in turn, the tip of the knife turned sensitively and picked it up, the black iron chain spread out and fell, Fu Qinghai closed the force field and inserted the long knife back into his waist, held the armpit of the female Hulk with both hands, pulled her out of the iron hook, and held her in his arms.

It is worthy of the Hulk bloodline, the muscles instantly sealed the wound by themselves, and the blood of the arteries and blood vessels no longer flowed out, She-Hulk seemed to sense Fu Qinghai's arrival, she raised her head slightly, put her chin on Fu Qinghai's shoulder armor, her eyes were still closed, and the voice in her mouth was as thin as a mosquito:

"Be careful...... Noise ......"

Noises?

Could it be ......

Fu Qinghai's heart sank.

He slowly put the she-Hulk in his arms on the ground and lay down, waiting for Camille to finish healing Chen Xinlu, and then came to treat her.

Fu Qinghai then walked to the next cell.

In the dirty, clammy and cold large cell, there was a small figure huddled in the corner, covered in black robes.

Fu Qinghai broke open the cell door again, walked in, lifted the moldy and smelly robe and saw that it was indeed the witch, her eyes were closed, her breathing was weak, and the dense needle holes on her neck showed that she had also been injected with psionic suppressants.

The witch was petite, only about one meter and a half, Fu Qinghai reached out and pinched the back of her neck, lifted her up, and put her next to She-Hulk to lie down, waiting for Camille's treatment.

Chen Xinlu was unconscious, no one could maintain the Dimensional Gate, and now the Guardian Army couldn't come over, and Fu Qinghai couldn't go back.

Fu Qinghai stood up and looked around, the bilge prison was empty, and Camille walked over, crouched on the ground and began to treat She-Hulk and the witch.

"How's that woman?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

The Medic shook his head:

"There are no obvious external injuries on her body, it should be a weakness caused by some kind of drug, 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."

Son of the Emperor's Pharmaceutical Science and Technology ......

Fu Qinghai's eyes were solemn.

He didn't know that Chen Xinlu was a reincarnation of the main god's rating Lv.4, in this case, Chen Xinlu could also cast the Dimensional Gate, which was indeed very powerful, and he didn't know what rating she was in the positive psionic level of the Human Empire.

The terrible wounds on She-Hulk's shoulders and palms healed quickly under the action of medical nanorobotic insects, Fu Qinghai squatted beside Chen Xinlu and patted her face:

"Hey, Chen Xinlu, wake up."

Chen Xinlu frowned lightly and woke up leisurely.

Fu Qinghai didn't waste time and asked bluntly:

"Can you still cast the Dimensional Gate?"

Chen Xin looked apologetic:

"I ...... I can do it again. ”

"Tsk."

Fu Qinghai sighed a little irritably:

"Where is the perfect human?"

"In room 72501 on the middle deck."

Chen Xinlu replied softly.

"Can you walk?"

Fu Qinghai asked lightly.

"Yes."

Chen Xinlu nodded.

Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows:

"Then don't you stand up for Lao Tzu?"

Lie on the ground and wait for me to help you?

Chen Xinlu's face flushed, and he hurriedly stood up with a pestle on the ground, his legs clamped tightly together, looking a little twisted.

Fu Qinghai didn't know what her pretentious gesture meant, and looked behind her over Chen Xinlu, where She-Hulk and the witch were still in a coma.

That's when it happened.

An angry curse came from the end of the passage:

"Blaize! Kelly! Where did you go where you? Fuck, I'm ......"

Before he finished speaking, "Huh! A soft crunch interrupted his voice, and all that was left was the sound of "goo-goo" blood foaming out of his throat.

Still coming......

Fu Qinghai turned around, drew his sword, and said in a low voice:

"Everyone, turn on the communication channel."

"Doctor, bring these two women along."

Josda ...... Kill me! ”

……

In the cold passage, the long light bar emitted a miserable white glow on the top.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The magnetic sole makes a muffled sound against the floor.

The tall little giant strode through the passage.

Unabashedly unbridled noise, he seemed to be deliberately stepping on such a loud noise to remind others of his arrival.

The purple and gold-rimmed power armor has been stained with blood and stains, and it is difficult to assume the name of "perfection", he is not wearing a helmet, and the skin and flesh on his scarred face are falling to the ground, making him look like he is forever collapsed, and his gloomy eyes look at the corner of the passage in front of him, and he roars angrily:

"Samuel, Samuel, Samuel......"

"Wagging tail begging old dog, tell your master."

"Where did you hide?"

A thick stream of saliva ran down his chapped lips, and as he roared, cloudy saliva sprayed out "poof" and "poof", wetting the metal relief of the double-headed eagle on his chest.

Bloodstained, fragmented and broken relief of a double-headed eagle.

"Samuel, what do I want you to prepare!?"

The Space Marines reached the end of the passage, turned the corner, and followed the ramp ladder to the Basement Prison.

Just as he was about to turn around.

An equally tall bone-white armored little giant swooped out from the shadows, holding a powerful long knife from the bottom up, penetrating from the weak point under the breastplate, piercing the stomach and intestines one after another, and instantly piercing the heart.

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

Fu Qinghai's cold scarlet goggles were opposite to the enemy, and his voice in the megaphone was like grit.

"Giggle......"

The Emperor's Son's eyes widened, and his cloudy saliva turned into a foul-smelling stream of blood, gushing out like a fountain, and 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 horizontally, shattering a bunch of internal organs, and the second heart was also cut in half.

[You killed the Emperor's Son of the Space Marine......]

【Points Tournament Progress Increased......】

Fu Qing came out of the green blade, and the blood flowed down the wound, and before the traitor's body was about to fall backwards, Fu Qinghai grabbed the edge of his neck armor and bent his knees slightly, letting his heavy corpse slowly fall to the ground.

Fu Qinghai glanced back, the three people and women supported each other, standing at the entrance of the inclined staircase, looking up at himself, followed by the medical soldier Camille behind the palace.

Fu Qinghai turned his head, and the battle suit in his heart was already boiling.

"Go on."

…………