Chapter 196: Fabius Byer

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The aetheric turbulence in the maelstrom was rushing as usual, but unlike before, a light bronze-brown barge stumbled out of the deadly turbulence with the emperor's blessing of good fortune.

A large number of subspace creatures crawled and wriggled in the dark corners of the deep cabin, and large swaths of the deck mutated from metal to twisted flesh, indicating how deeply the barge was contaminated by subspace.

However, on such a ghost ship that was deeply infected by chaos, there were actually living people.

A tall figure in glowing purple mottled power armor stepped out of the shadows deep in the cabin and onto the bridge, which was faintly illuminated by starlight.

There is no doubt that this is a Space Marine, but unlike the average Astarte monk, his body and armor have undergone massive biological and mechanical modifications:

Multiple robotic arms attached to his spine stretched out from behind him like spiders, ending with medical tools such as scalpels, circular saws, hooks, and syringes. A twisting device resembling a miniature demonic engine constantly pumped black pus from his body.

His image is so iconic, with a vicious mechanical arm behind him and a "staff of sadism" embedded with the skull of the Demon Prince in his hand, all of which tell any possible witness that he is the infamous mad doctor:

Fabius Bair removed his helmet, revealing a bloodless pale face and long, sparse hair paler than his complexion.

"Huh?"

Fabius Bair, who had just escaped from the aetheric turbulence and had just loosened a little, tensed up again in an instant, and the hand that did not hold the staff of sadism drew the star dart from his waist, and in an instant, several highly poisonous star darts flew out, and a sharp scream came out from the dark cabin.

With the star dart gun back in his waist, Fabius Byer saw what he had just shot - a little dreadful demon hidden in the hull of the ship, a low-level imp belonging to Tzeentch's camp.

"I can't imagine that the eyes and ears of chaos have followed here." Fabius Bair turned around and picked up the helmet that had fallen to the ground and put it back on.

A mechanical arm reached out in front of him, and Fabius Byer immediately lowered the staff of sadism, caught it with both hands, and held it in his arms. It's something like an enlarged version of a processor chip or an electronic archive, but it's closer to a thin e-book in nature.

Dots of starlight fell, dotted with codes that ticked on the electronic files, and this was the motivation for the 6th Expeditionary Fleet to be ordered into the maelstrom to hurt each other with the Bearers.

Relic: Organic Encyclopedia

"It's a pity, it's mutilated." Fabius Baier sighed, put the Organic Canon into the special compartment of the Power Pack, and picked up the Staff of Sadism again.

After years of long research in Golmec, Fabius Bair successfully unraveled the cryptographic code of the organic canon and successfully screened out a suitable set of genes from it. Namely: Azjan worm.

Thinking of this, recalling the long hours and tremendous energy he had put into cloning those strange genes that seemed to come from another universe, Bair felt a little stomachache: "If it weren't for the fact that half of the organic canon was missing, how could I have gone to such great lengths." ”

According to the information he analyzed, the ancient artifact "Organic Complete" should be divided into two parts.

The first is the "Organic Encyclopedia" itself, which records the index data of the life genome of a large number of organisms.

The second is the "Organic Creation Instrument" that can use basic elements as materials to perfectly reproduce the genetic sequences recorded in the complete text.

Fabius Bair only had access to the organic canon that recorded the genetic data, but he did not have the organic creation instrument that could turn the data into reality, so he had to find other ways to clone the life recorded in the canon through a lot of time and massive resources.

Although it has taken a big detour, fortunately, the method of cloning the Azjan worm has been successfully researched by Bayer.

"Now it only takes time, and with enough time and resources, I can clone an army of cheap and violent space slugs in a fraction of the time......," Fabius Byer narrowed, glancing back at the fading aetheric turbulence.

In fact, it is not the turbulent current that is ebbing, but the barge itself drifting forward.

Fabius didn't know where he was at this moment, and the maelstrom was chaotic in time and space. In front of the barge is a beautiful planet that looks like a giant crystal gem, and the barge that has lost power is pulled by the gravitational pull of this crystal planet and is constantly drifting forward.

If the barge is allowed to be captured by the planet's gravity, the only thing that will greet Bair is the destruction of the ship.

Fabius Bair adjusted his breathing, holding the star dart gun in his right hand and the staff of sadism embedded in the skull of the demon prince in his left hand, and returned to the cabin.

There were only two options before him, either go back to the core compartment and restart the engine, or go into the hangar in the underbelly of the hull to find any moving carrier-based aircraft, or escape equipment such as a landing module.

Whichever he chooses, he'll have to return to the depths of the cabin to get up close and personal with the subspace creatures that inhabit it, and Bair is used to it.

However, Fabius Bair, who was slightly relaxed because he had successfully escaped from the pursuit, did not know at this time that the main fleet of the Bearers had not actually pursued at all, and they had just received a distress signal from Cole Fallon halfway through, so they had to hurry back to Golmek to fight the Human Empire.

Or that it would be more appropriate to be beaten.

The hastily returning Waiyo fleet is preparing for the upcoming battle with the Imperial fleet, the Chaos Wizards are working overtime to torture and torture the mortal slaves in the cabin to sacrifice to the evil gods, and the priests of the Whisperer Legion represented by Erebath are also praying devoutly before the battle.

The Bearers went to great lengths to prepare for war, but war came precisely during their preparations.

The Chaos Fleet, haunted by the ominous force, had not really approached the battlefield, and the signal from Gormek had not even appeared within the range of the Whisperer's ship's probe, and the attack of the 6th Expeditionary Fleet had already arrived.

A blue-purple arc of lightning pierced deep space and pierced the Chaos Fleet floating beyond the galaxy, terrifying the prayerful Whisperers.

"Enemy attack! Urgent combat readiness! We are under attack! ”

"Can't find a target, damn it! Check the loss! Which of you was hit! ”

"Like...... No ships were hit? ”

Perhaps due to an eerie subspace anomaly in the maelstrom that interfered with aiming, or some other interference, the first shaped arc did little real damage to the Whisperer: it passed through the wide gap between several Chaos warships.

But immediately afterward, the second calibrated gun was fired.

With a series of huge vibrations that shattered keels, a bright arc of lightning pierced the hulls of the three ships with the Void Shield at once.

(End of chapter)