Chapter 143: Space Bloodline
Solar star field, solar star region.
A passenger merchant ship sailing in the sea of stars, an ordinary ordinary merchant ship.
On the passenger deck, a young woman and an old woman had a separate cabin.
The ship sailed smoothly, and there was silence in the cabin.
At this moment, a voice sounded coldly.
"Why did you erase that name?"
The young woman asked, leaning against the bulkhead.
"What did you say?"
The old woman looked out the window and asked.
"Don't pretend, I've seen it all,"
Young woman says:
"You cross out the name on the Ruler Sage's table."
"I'm doing my job."
"What task?"
The old woman looked out the window and said:
"Have you forgotten our secondary goal? The Imperial Council has authorized the Execution Team to use all available means to mitigate the collateral damage that may result from the death of the Dominator, and to minimize the normal operation of the Steel Ring War Zone. β
"I don't need you to repeat it, of course I do."
Young woman says:
"But what does this have to do with your actions?"
"You're still a planner for Vannus, don't you like to use cause and effect and logic to solve problems? Why can't you even figure this out? Aoyama Khan and his warband, with great achievements, are the main force in the Steel Ring Belt War Zone, after the death of the Ruler Sage, what will the Mechanicus think when they see the name on the table? This is the only clue they can find, they must start to suspect Aoyama Khan, and maybe take some actions that will affect the normal operation of the entire steel belt war zone, and even lead to the defeat of the imperial army. β
The old woman shrugged:
"And that's why I did it."
The young woman frowned slightly:
"Having said that, I feel ......"
"Haha, the Vannus Assassin believes in sensation over logic, it's the funniest joke I've heard this year."
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The Iron Float fleet makes continuous subspace jumps.
Tracy, the navigator, is in charge of planning the sailing route.
On the border between reality and illusion.
Sometimes jumping in, sometimes jumping out.
Finally, the warband fleet successfully arrived at Phaeton.
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Phaeton casts the world, biochemical casts the temple.
Fu Qinghai walked alone in the dark and gloomy passage, and Master Quintto's laboratory was always in this villain style.
The place was more like a prison than other relatively clean test areas, with a warped and sunken floor that seemed to have been whipped and torn some sort of not too long ago. In order to prevent infection by an unknown virus, the ventilation grille has been welded off, and the air is filled with the stench of blood and feces.
Fu Qinghai walked unhurriedly.
Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the corridor in the distance, somewhat vague and faint, and the less experienced might mistake it for background noise from the many devices of the Foundry Temple. But for Aoyama Khan, who has killed tens of thousands of xenomorphs and traitors, he is all too familiar with the wails of pain.
At the end of the hallway floated a servo skull.
Fu Qinghai approached it, and the skull eye socket shone brightly.
"Verify your identity and start confirming ......"
The light scans the whole body.
"Aoyama Khan, please come in."
The servo skull voice just fell.
The rear hatch slides open.
"Whew-"
A heart-rending roar came to my face.
There was also the sound of chains being dragged and pulled tight.
It was a cry of pain and anger from the heart, and there was something else, a hoarse rant that sounded almost beastly. Fu Qinghai had almost never heard such a sound come out of a person's throat.
In front of him is a Space Marine.
Although not the same as what he had known before.
The demented beast was a dark mimere of Astarte, the swollen veins of the subject as if they were about to pass through the skin of his forehead and neck. His eyes were only blood-red, and despite the large number of chains bound around his body, they still writhed on the floor, letting out a continuous roar. His crimson armor was stained with blood-red salt, and his shoulder and cuirass were covered with tattered, blood-stained scrolls of the Battle Oath.
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Of course Fu Qinghai knew this person.
I dealt with it not so long ago.
Nasir Amit.
Captain of the Flesh Ripper.
"Subject has shown remarkable resilience."
In the shadows of the laboratory.
The diminutive figure of Master Quintor quietly emerged:
"But headshots can still kill them."
"You've tried?"
Fu Qinghai stared at the meat ripper and asked.
"Yes, there was a subject who tried to escape."
Master Quintor spoke in a calm and calm tone.
Killing a Space Marine is not a burden for him.
No wonder the Black Fury Holy Blood Angel was so difficult to deal with.
It turns out that there are some recovery bonuses for falling into black rage.
"According to my experiments, black fury does not continue all the time, and the use of some tranquilizers and inhibitors can put him in a low metabolic state, which can suppress black fury to a certain extent and keep him awake for a minute or two."
Master Quintor continued.
"I see."
Fu Qinghai nodded.
As far as he knew, the Holy Blood Angel and its subgroup of Space Marines were not always in a state of rage after they fell into a dark rage, and occasionally there was a moment of silence.
It is said that the priest of the Holy Blood Angel Warband has a certain method that can control or guide the actions of the Black Fury Space Marines to a certain extent - and this is the reason and basis for the Holy Blood Angels and their sub-groups to deploy the Death Company as a death squad. Otherwise, if Black Fury is completely uncontrollable, it will be a problem to load this group of out-of-control biochemical soldiers into the Jumping Gang Torpedo, and slaughter their own people before they encounter the enemy.
The Holy Blood Priest can channel the Darkfurious Warriors.
However, the exact method is unknown.
"Ho ho ...... Sizzle! β
Nasir Amit was still rolling on the ground.
"Quiet him for a moment, Master."
Fu Qinghai said to Master Kunto.
Master Quintor nodded, activating certain devices.
Various sedatives are injected into the blood vessels along the needles.
It also includes fresh and pure blood.
"Ho... Ho ......"
The voice of the Flesh Ripper Leader faded.
The potion suppresses the black rage, and the blood satisfies the blood thirst.
After a long time, Nasir slowly looked up.
His eyes slowly faded and blood turned clear.
"Aoyama?"
Nasir's voice was full of confusion and confusion.
"It's me."
Fu Qinghai nodded.
The Flesh Ripper Leader looked around:
"I ...... I'm having a black rage!? β
His eyes were full of horror and pain.
"That's right."
Fu Qinghai admitted.
Nasir Amit gasped as he looked at the chains he was strapped to, although he was still wearing power armor, he could feel it without exerting force, the power pack behind him had been removed, and the electronic muscle fiber lining did not produce any power multiplication feedback at all.
The Flesh Ripper War Leader's face suddenly furrowed.
Raise your head and roar loudly:
"But you have no right to judge me!"
"I have fought all my life for the Emperor, I have been born and died for the Primordial, my loyalty is unquestionable, and you have no right to imprison me! Not even Baal and the Blood Angels Warband are qualified to judge me, unless the original body is reincarnated! β
The Flesh Ripper shouted angrily.
As he spoke, Nasir Amit opened his mouth and pressed down his tongue, and two hidden glands in his mouth suddenly spewed out a stream of acidic saliva, sprinkled on the iron chain on his chest.
However, what he didn't expect was that the "hissing" of the chains and the white smoke corroded and melted did not appear, and his acidic saliva did not destroy the chains in the slightest.
Acid-resistant alloy from the AVP universe.
Because of the heavy use of monster blood as a high-grade fuel to replace promethium, and the extremely corrosive nature of monster blood, the world of Phaeton Casting began to mass-produce acid-resistant alloys that can resist even alien blood, which can erode through entire spaceships.
"Don't make any more futile attempts."
Fu Qinghai said:
"Nasir Amit, your warrior went crazy and attacked my warrior out of control, and I saved you, and I haven't settled this account with you yet. But I'm not here to collect debts now, and while you can still wake up for the last minute or two, please keep in mind what I'm going to say next. β
"I'll use you and your warriors to conduct experiments to see if a serum can have an effect on blood thirst. If the experiment is successful, and the serum can suppress blood thirst, then I will send you back to Baal with this serum attached. If the experiment fails and the serum can't suppress the thirst for blood, then I'm sorry, I'll kill all of you to pay for your sins. β
"Do you understand?"
Fu Qinghai just finished speaking.
Nasir Amit was in a rage.
Red once again occupies his entire eyeball.
"Roar! Roar! Roarβ"
The unconscious roaring began again.
"Start experimenting, Master."
Fu Qinghai said calmly.
"Okay."
Master Quintor nodded.
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Fu Qinghai: There are two kinds of vampire serums.
One from the Legends of the Night, brought back by the potion chief Camille, this serum can transform humans into blood, bringing immortality and physical enhancement, but the fear of silver and ultraviolet rays is still very obvious.
One is from the Marvel Comics universe, brought back by the head of the war group, Fu Qinghai, this serum comes from Dr. Morbius in the Night, from the famous Horizon Laboratory. The serum was originally intended only for his own treatment of a rare blood disorder, and the side effects caused Morbius to turn into a vampire. Injecting Dr. Night serum can bring a number of specific abilities - airflow gliding, ultrasound hearing, fast movement, increased strength...... And Dr. Morbius, the Night Doctor, hated silver, garlic, and sunlight as well, but these things were not lethal to him, just a simple disgust.
Side effects are not without it.
Skipping meals and drinking only blood is a side effect.
Dr. Night Serum also has a negative effect:
Ugly β sunken cheeks and valgus nostrils.
It makes a human face resemble the face of a bat.
Black Rage involves some kind of psionic phenomenon.
Fu Qinghai is not a think tank, there is no way.
But he also has some ideas about the genetic disease of blood thirst - St. Giles himself does not have blood thirst, and only the Holy Blood Angel has this genetic defect, which is related to the intense radiation environment of the Holy Blood Angel's home planets, the Baal 1 and Baal 2 moons, as two dead worlds.
The Blood Angels may be able to change the world of conscription, but due to the heavy losses during the Great Expedition and the Great Rebellion, the Blood Angels have begun to use an instrument called the "Blood Coffin" to quickly produce Star Marines in batches. The blood coffin uses a drop of blood from the genetic prototype St. Giles as a material, which can greatly shorten the transformation of the surgical process and increase the probability of success of the operation, but it will inevitably lead to the continuation of blood thirst.
Master Quintor is trying to overcome his thirst for blood.
Maybe it works, maybe it doesn't, whatever.
Anyway, the Iron Floating Slaughter War Group has no losses.
The subjects were all members of the Flesh Ripper Warband.
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Suzheng, Captain's Office.
Fu Qinghai was talking to the players of the Zero Realm Guild.
On the day of the battle group's celebration banquet, the seven-member team of the Zero Realm Guild could not appear at the banquet due to their racial identity, but Fu Qinghai did not ignore them, but ordered Lin Yu to bring a batch of wine and food to the cabin where they were.
Let them taste Warhammer specialties.
Watching the gang fight before, Augustus was shocked by the tragedy of the Warhammer 40k cosmic conventional war, this kind of tragic and cruel battlefield is just a daily routine like eating and drinking for space marines, so the seven-member team of the Zero Realm Guild dispelled the idea of participating in the battle and stayed on the ship obediently.
Then follow the fleet back to the world of Phaeton's Foundry.
"Based on my knowledge of the Warhammer 40k universe, I will give up this storyline event and will not participate, I will stay in the Phaeton Forge World until the end of the plot."
Fu Qinghai said to Augustus.
"We're going to do the same."
The Deleni nodded.
Although I don't know the specific reason, but the big events in the plot line that no local players dare to participate in, Augustus and the others certainly don't need to take the risk and forcibly intervene, and they don't have to win this time. It's rare for someone to receive and shelter you, and there's nothing wrong with staying on the battleship obediently.
"You remember the coordinates of this star map, the hazy star field, the Marquez King area, this is my territory. In the future, if the Zero Guild players are unfortunate enough to enter the Warhammer 40k universe, they can come here to seek my refuge, of course, there is a certain price, but it is all negotiable. β
Fu Qinghai pointed to the star map and said to him.
"I see, thanks again, Aoyama."
Augustus expressed his sincere gratitude.
At the same time, he said that he would return the favor:
"Ironforge Castle, Stormwind City, Essolda, Nomorigen and Darnassus, the five main cities of the alliance all have our guild's strongholds and bases, if you community players come to the World of Warcraft universe, you can also come to the Zero Guild stronghold to ask for help, this is my promise to you, Qingshan."
For the time being, the two associations reached a preliminary friendship agreement.
The Zero Realm Guild is one of the five major societies, and THEM, also known as the "Aoyama and His Friends" Society, is just a small society, and the two don't seem to be qualified to talk on an equal footing, but considering his personal strength and huge power, there seems to be nothing wrong with this agreement.
Olivia blinked her wide, white, seductive eyes, and was pleased with the outcome, at least initially, as she had been pushing for and eventually facilitating the collaboration.
Being able to cooperate with a powerful player in a potential community will help her status in the community and Augustus's status in the community.
"After my careful research, we have decided not to open a base in the Warhammer 40k universe for the time being."
Augustus said to Fu Qinghai.
"A wise choice."
Fu Qinghai expressed his understanding and approval.
"But we don't know if other societies think the same way, and as far as I know, we're not the only ones staring at the Warhammer 40k universe."
Augustus said.
"It's okay, let them come."
Fu Qinghai smiled and said:
"To tell you the truth, I really hope that the Order Alliance will also open a stronghold in the Warhammer 40k universe, so that if I want to trade equipment or exchange information in the future, I have to go to the main Marvel universe, which is very troublesome."
"They may feel the same way."
Augustus laughed and agreed.
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