A dead wasteland.

Storms howled, and acid rain filled with extremely dangerous chemicals washed over the surface, erasing all traces of human civilization on this dead wasteland planet, along with the creatures on it.

The silence and tranquility that had lasted for nearly 10,000 years were suddenly broken at this moment, and a black circular building appeared on the surface of the ground out of thin air, and then let out a roar, and the surging energy spread to all sides, and the energy beam that looked like a spark burst into flames and opened a black plane in the center of the building.

Then, one leg stepped out.

When the heavy stampede was heard, the person who had crossed the black plane also completely entered the real universe.

It was an Astarte wearing Terminator armor, but with two fangs on the helmet part of the armor and an eye emblazoned on it.

"Lord Horus Lupelzi comes to the wasteland—the world—the world—"

Astarte's heavy magic sword opened its mouth on a physical level, loudly announcing to all living beings in its owner's area, and even simulating an echo.

But it is clear that no one is its audience, and there can be no living beings in this long-forgotten world.

"Fabius." Lupelzi took out the box in his backpack, opened it again, and took out Fabius's soul-bound head, and held it in front of his eyes.

Fabius was awakened, and although it was not the first time he had perceived everything in the outside world in this state, he let out a scream every time.

The soul was bound to his rotting brain, and all the limbs from the neck down were amputated by Lupelzi's magic sword.

Fabius sometimes felt that he must be guilty, but he came up with ten thousand ways to end himself, and he never imagined that he would one day be bound to his own brain, and he would be able to do nothing but serve as an ornament for others.

Because it's all cut off from the neck down.

"Welcome to your new lab." Lupelzi lifted Fabius's head and made him look around.

Fabius saw nothing, except for the horribly bleak surface of the dead planet.

"You ......"

"What do you want to do with me......"

The bound madman let out a wail of vicissitudes, not from the vocal organs, but the sound of the disjointed throat rubbing against the vocalizations of some remnants of bones in the neck.

The voices came together by some special force and organized into a complete syllable of a word, which reached Lupelzi's head.

"Aren't you curious about where I came from and who I am?" Lupelzi asked rhetorically, "You Fergrim seed." ”

It is impossible for Fabius not to be curious.

So when Lupelzi's question was heard, the madman's eyes shriveled and slowly turned to the side as far as possible: "Is that okay?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that, people who work with each other have to be honest with each other."

Lupelzi said something that made Fabius feel strange, and then began to explain.

"As you can see, I'm one of the Sons of Horus, but I'm not the same as Abaddon."

"I've been out of the Black Army, out of the Black Army for a long time."

"I have my own purpose."

After saying this, Lupelzi raised his magic sword and said in a deep voice to Fabius's head: "Okay, that's all I have to introduce myself, you don't have to introduce yourself to me, because I know very well what you are." Okay, now that our two collaborators know each other, the next step is a smooth and sincere cooperation. ”

Fabius instantly realized that this guy must have asked himself to do something for himself, so he said, "Cooperation".

Immediately afterwards, Fabius realized two more things.

First: Although this Horus cub doesn't look like he wants to cooperate at all, his existence must be very important to him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unable to suppress the expression of hatred for himself, and kept saying what kind of collaborator he was, lowering his posture.

Second: Fabius, considering his own abilities, realized that what this Horus cub wanted to do was most likely related to biochemical science.

Maybe it's to help make a clone warrior, and more than one person has such a request and need.

After realizing these two points, Fabius was no longer nervous, and calmly made a request to Lupelzi: "Since you said that we are cooperating...... I need a body and limbs to do my job, so I suggest you help me find a clone of me first, and then I can help you when I have shifted my consciousness. ”

As he spoke, Fabius recalled his research materials that had been thrown away by Luppelzi.

He wanted to grit his teeth, but the broken facial muscles and nerve bundles prevented him from doing so.

Patiently enduring the hatred, Fabius's throat rubbed against the remaining bones in his neck and made a sound, "For your sake of getting me out of Broome, of course I'll help you." ”

After listening to the words, Lupelzi was silent for a few seconds.

It wasn't until Fabius tried to ask if his request would be accepted, that Lupelzi raised his magic sword.

For a moment, Fabius felt like he was in hell, his soul being pulled into a black vortex of psionic energy, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from the black vortex.

Fabius didn't have much fear of death, what he was really afraid of was that he would die quietly, and he would never be able to carry out those great studies again, and even the cause of human evolution would be stopped halfway.

This genuine fear of something shattered Fabius's reason, and he realized that he had guessed correctly, that his presence was really important to the sword-wielding bastard next to him, so he said that the two sides were cooperating.

But...... What you say and what you do are two different things, and Lupelzi is really not a patient person.

"Pay attention to where you are." Lupelzi pinched Fabius's head, "When I say collaborator, I don't mean that you can make requests to me, but that I will meet your material needs in the process of cooperation, such as you want a battleship, a huge laboratory, tens of thousands of experimental materials...... I'll get you all of them. ”

As he spoke, Lupelzi glanced back at the black ring, "Just like this portal made of black stone by the Whisperer, I want to get him, and I can still kill the Whisperer's lair and snatch it." Of course, just like you, I want your abilities, so I can snatch you away after snatching the portal. ”

"What do you want me to do?" Fabius asked.

"I ask you to clone someone." "The father of my genes, Horus Lupecar. ”

Fabius's pupils contracted suddenly, and for a moment there were countless doubts and questions that he wanted to ask Lupelzi, but he held back and agreed.

Lupelzi then took Fabius's head and walked forward.

The two of them pierced through a curtain, like a fish entering water, causing some ripples in the space of the dead wasteland, and then the two of them suddenly went from the empty dead wasteland to a huge research facility.

A library alone has huge research facilities in the mountains.

The largest building in the research facility is engraved with the emblem of the Sons of Magnus, the Legion of the Thousand Sons.

However, the entire research facility has been abandoned, and there is not half a person here, except for Lupelzi, who either killed everyone here or who took the secret laboratory by taking the magpie's nest.

The two men in the giant research facility didn't realize that after they entered the secret forbidden place, the black ring-shaped structure kicked in again, sending another person out.

It was the clone Koraks who had been looking for an opportunity to kill Fabius once and for all.

(End of chapter)