Genoplasma.

The strongest human being created by the Emperor to serve him. But in fact, as the role of the Four Heavenly Kings, the Gene Prototype is not completely loyal to the emperor. This is actually easy to understand, and many players also believe that it was a mistake for the emperor to create the genetic prototype in the first place.

According to historical records, when the Emperor first unified Terra to create the Empire, neither the Space Marines nor the Genetic Prototypes appeared, and at that time, the Emperor's subordinates were a group of super genetically enhanced warriors known as the Thunder Warriors and the Forbidden Army. It wasn't until the Emperor unified Terra that he began to create the Genetic Prototype.

In fact, players are very confused about why the emperor created the genetic prototype, and it is understandable that the Thunder Warrior was eliminated because he was the first generation of enhancers, resulting in mental and physical instability. But the Forbidden Army Corps is different, each of them is almost a perfect human, and their strength is no less powerful than that of Space Marines and Genetic Prototypes.

The only drawback is that the technology for creating a forbidden army is quite expensive and difficult to mass-produce.

And logically speaking, when the Emperor Unification Terra was preparing to start a great expedition, it was obviously more reasonable to seek technology that could mass-produce the forbidden army. Even if it can't reach the level of the forbidden army, as long as it can have half of the strength of the forbidden army and can be mass-produced, then sweeping the galaxy and rebuilding the human empire will not be a problem at all. Moreover, the isolation of the forbidden soldiers from psionic energy means that they will not be polluted and affected by subspace at all.

However......... The emperor turned his head as if his brain had been kicked by a donkey, and turned his head to create a genetic prototype that fused his own genes and also mixed with the dark power of the subspace.

At that time, no one knew what was going on in the emperor's mind except the emperor, and even Marshal Konstantin, who was extremely loyal to the emperor at that time, was very opposed to this plan, you must know that this famous quote is "My only weakness is complete trust in the emperor", and as a result, even he had a lot of criticism about this plan, which shows that this plan to make genetic prototypes would not be understood by any normal person.

This is also the reason why players don't believe in the Emperor, who claims that everything he does, including the Network Project and Imperial Truth, is to keep humanity away from the subspace and completely isolate the effects of the subspace. However, you have created a group of genetic protogens with subspace powers, which is simply a contradiction, a mess, and a wolf into the house.........

In any case, in the player's opinion, the emperor either has a problem with his brain, or has some kind of conspiracy, and all in all, his goal is certainly not as lofty as he says.

This is actually the idea of the mutinous genoplasm to the emperor, and Mortarian is one of them.

Before the mutiny, Motarian was a pure materialist——— well, it doesn't seem quite right, it should be said that he is a fanatical believer in the truth of the Empire, and completely disbelieves in or even dislikes the existence of unnatural forces such as demonic magic and psionic powers.

Again, materialism stands for emphasizing that the unity of the world lies in its materiality, but does not deny the reaction of consciousness to matter, and considers this reaction to be enormous.

In other words, in the emperor's world, the imperial truth he promoted was not materialism, but pure idealism, and the imperial truth was essentially no different from religions such as Catholicism, denying the existence of real matter, and judging reality purely from the perspective of idealism.

Naturally, Motarian was not a materialist, but simply a psionic paranoid.

So you're embarrassed to say that you hate religion the most, but in fact what you do is no different or even worse than those religious madmen. Anyway, those religious lunatics really heard something before they went crazy, but the truth of the empire is a fantasy with no foundation.

It's like a bubble, once it is punctured, it will completely explode on the spot, like after the emperor sits on the golden toilet, if it weren't for the emergence of the state religion, the empire would have died a long time ago, where can it last for 10,000 years.

So it is only natural that the lie of Imperial Truth is thrown into the garbage.

Therefore, it is only natural that Motarian, a renegade genetic progenitor, hates the empire and the emperor.

But the trial chamber is different, and so is the Duanmu locust.

The life or death of the empire has nothing to do with them, Duanmu Huai's Inquisition has only one goal, that is, to protect the human race, and they don't care about anything else, the family grievances and hatreds between the genetic prototype and the emperor are their own business, and the Inquisition is a matter of their own.

The Emperor? Even if it was the emperor, he dared to order the dissolution of the court, and the next moment Duanmu Huai directly beat him into a heretic, picked up the thunder and war hammer and smashed it!

Whether it is the genetic prototype or the emperor, if you dare to stand in front of the Inquisition, you are the enemy, and you will be destroyed!

It's like it is now.

"Boom !!"

The two huge figures shuddered and stepped back from each other. Duanmu Huai clenched the war hammer, his face was cold, thunder and lightning roared on the pitch-black armor, and the shining black flames exuded divine power from the god of destruction, devouring all the white frost that dared to approach.

On the other side, Motarian's body is getting thinner and thinner at this moment, and his body, which was originally ten meters tall, has now shrunk by half, although it is still slightly larger than Duanmu Locust, but at this moment, its appearance has also begun to become more and more decayed, and the viscous yellow liquid flows out of the cracks in Motarian's armor, and the poisonous gas spewing out of the fumarole behind it has also begun to become weaker.

What the hell is this......... What is the power?

Motarian clenched the scythe in his hand and stared coldly at the enemy in front of him, he could feel that every fight between the two sides, every attack, would weaken the blessing from his loving father in his body. Originally, under the great divine power of his father, his body was resolute and strong, and he would not be afraid of any attack at all, even his own brother, who was also a genetic prototype, would not want to kill him.

However...............

Motarian shook his head vigorously, I don't know when, strange whispers began to appear in his ears, at first Motarian thought it was the sound of a swarm of poisonous flies, but soon he found that this voice did not come from the outside world, but echoed in his mind, as if an invisible hand was sweeping his brain with feathers, making him feel extremely irritable, and even wanted to reach out to open his braincase and scratch out the itchy brain.

"What's wrong? Is that all you have? Motarian? ”

Duanmu Huai straightened up and clenched the hammer. The corrupted genoplasm was no joke, and he had hoped for a quick victory, but Motarion's physical strength had exceeded Duanmuhuai's expectations. Right now, a large number of Death Guards are rushing towards the bridge, and his Night Guards, Orgis, and others have all fended off the enemies behind them.

The sound of gunfire, explosions, flashes of fireballs, and the roar of dragons are all fading away at this moment. Duanmu Huai stared at Motarian as if only their world was being separated by a thick glass at this moment, and the sounds around him were fading away.

Duanmu Huai felt that in the process of fighting Motarian, something seemed to be beginning to sprout and grow in his heart. His spirit began to spread like flowing water, and his mind gradually intertwined with everything around him. He could hear the roar of the corrupted mech, the eternally painful and hateful roar of the Death Guard, and the boundless silence of the starry sky.

But all this had no effect on him, he was like a monarch sitting on a throne, looking down on the courtiers below, they were talking to each other, whispering, but nothing they said could change their thoughts and decisions.

That is the secret of the stars, that is the murmur of the firmament, that is the past of the universe.

The ruler of the universe that once existed............... The Dominator of the Old.

[Motarian resists the old whispers......... Big failure! 】

[Motarian loses 35 points of sanity]

[Motarian falls into a state of madness]

Now is the time!

Duanmu Huai suddenly opened his eyes, and the spiritual power of the old god turned into a spear at this moment and roared through the battlefield, piercing straight into Motarian's heart!

"No ———————!!"

Motarion's eyes widened and he let out an angry roar that made even the fierce battle of the Death Guards froze, and then Motarion's stinking, twisted, puffy head began to swell, and beneath his festering skin, something like a giant serpent was swimming away, as if looking for an exit!

"Poof!!"

The next moment, Motarion's eyes burst open, and two twisted, viscous, pitch-black tentacles like carrion emerged from the puffy eye sockets, and they shook instinctively, swinging towards the leaves dancing in the wind.

"Damn ——— Motarian!!"

Duanmu Huai shouted, raised the Thunder Warhammer high, and the whole person jumped to his feet, slashed an arc in the air, and smashed it down Motarian's head.

"No——— you can't kill me............!"

Motarian swung the scythe in his hand desperately, trying to resist the almost impossible blow of Duanmu Huai. However, at this moment, he fell into a frenzy. Tentacles emerged from Mortarion's nostrils, ears, and mouth, and they seemed to intertwine together to form an army of earthworms that formed a giant mass of flesh, breaking through Mortarion's defenses, and the viscous tentacles wriggled and twisted and rolled out of his throat like vomit, stretching Motarian's mouth open.

If Motarian was mortal, then all this was his illusion at best. However, Motarian is no longer human, he has surrendered to the Dirt of Corruption and risen to the rank of Demon Prince, he is now a pure subspace being——— and in subspace, any will, will become a reality.

Even if it comes from the will of the old.

"This, what is this..............."

Motarian raised his hand, his arms, slender tentacles poking out of the cracks in the armor and the holes in the flesh festering, wobbling, shaking, now, Motarian's body no longer belonged to him, not even to the loving father he worshipped, but from afar, from the depths of the universe, an indescribable being!

"Your time is over! The undead of the past!! ”

At the same time, Duanmu Huai fell from the sky, and the thunder hammer in his hand slammed into Motarian's head.

The swollen and ugly body of the former Commander of the Fourteenth Legion, the Demon Prince of Corruption, trembled suddenly under the blow, and the power of the swelling burst tore through his armor, his body and even his soul, and the cold black flames ruthlessly rushed into Motarian's body. Destroy everything he once held on to.

“—————————！！！”

Violent explosions and flashes filled the entire bridge in an instant, and a furious storm of energy completely destroyed Motarion's flagship.

Arch raised his head and looked in amazement at the flagship not far away, the huge green battleship exploded in the middle of the universe, and a dark green, explosion-like ball of fire emerged from it, it twisted, struggled to turn into an ugly face, opened its mouth, and seemed to let out some kind of roar.

But then, it disappeared into the dark universe, and the flagship had become a broken debris floating in the sea of stars.

"Uncle Inquisitor!?"

Seeing this scene, Akot screamed, but at this moment, a big steel hand reached out from behind and pressed Akot's shoulder, she turned her head and saw Duanmu Huai standing there.

"Alright, Acort, the mission is over, prepare to clean up the battlefield, and then collect the troops."

“…………… Be! ”

(End of chapter)