Chapter 831: The Thing in the Palm of Your Hand
Another painful ordeal.
Fabius was almost dying this time, lying on the ground and unable to stand up again anyway.
He looked at Lupelzi with a grim expression and realized that he had become a slave.
A slave to science.
The use is to clone Luperzi's genetic father, Horus Lupecal, like a slave who works non-stop.
As for the purpose of this son of Horus.
The devil knows what he thinks.
"Of course I know very well that you've succeeded." Lupelzi leaned over to look at Fabius, "You once cloned my original form, and then Abaddon brutally killed this original clone. ”
As soon as the words fell, Fabius's hair was picked up by the blade of the magic sword.
The mad doctor knew very well that Lupelzi didn't use psionic powers, or the special abilities of the magic sword, so he used the blade of his sword to pick up his hair.
This is the ultimate skill in the use of the sword.
Superb to the point of stunning.
Fabius couldn't help but think of a guy named Sharokin.
Sharokin, a Raven Guard, kills Lucius like a piece of garbage and doesn't take any pleasure in it.
"You've succeeded, but you've given me something like this." Lupelzi glanced back at the cultivation tank, "Am I a very talkative and patient person in your eyes?" ”
Fabius didn't speak, but he felt in his heart that Lupelzi was clearly not.
To no avail, Fabius struggled to his feet and continued to replicate his steps to make a cloning of the original body.
Although the scientific research collected during the evacuation from Broome was destroyed by Lupelzi, all the information about the technology of cloning the original was kept in the safest place possible - in the head.
So Fabius can reproduce the whole process without any mistakes or accidents, but what puzzles him is that no matter how he tries to reproduce it step by step in the previous way, no matter what he does, the final clone is not alive, but becomes a worthless mass of rotten meat.
This lump of rotten meat is genetically similar to the original, but it is a lump of rotten meat.
"Believe it or not." Fabius sat helplessly in his chair and took a few breaths, "Anyway, I tried my best, and I was like a painter who painted a perfect work of art that I couldn't reproduce myself." ”
"Clones are just copy-paste, what's so perfect?" Lupelzi said coldly.
This sentence caught Fabius's attention, but the madman did not speak, silently pondering the implicit meaning of Lupelzi's words.
If the original clone is not perfect for him, then he wants to pursue something and achieve a certain goal by cloning the original body.
Eventually, Fabius had to guess that Lupelzi was the genetic father who wanted to resurrect him.
But on second thought......
The Eye of Fear was full of human spirits, and there was no possibility that Lupelzi would say this in order to mislead himself.
Thinking of this, Fabius dispelled his thoughts and got up to continue his work: "Although it is indeed dissatisfying to be forced to work, my interest has been piqued by the current situation, as long as you are willing to help me, I may be able to find out why I can't reproduce an original body again." ”
Lupelzi could also understand what Fabius was talking about, that is, to help him get some experimental materials, experimental equipment, etc.
It's not that hard.
Especially since being in this environment.
Lupelzi glanced at the vast wasteland of death outside the research facility, then turned to Fabius and threatened, "I don't care if you can do it or not, but I ask you to do your best, or I'll give you eternal torment." ”
Fabius ignored the threat, and was completely immersed in the experiment.
Lupelzi didn't interfere too much, got up and left.
……
Clone Corax has been waiting over the Dead Wasteland.
The clone was lying on a weathered black boulder, his body obscured by a special camouflage device, the cloaking camouflage device in the Thunder Warrior's armor.
Corax didn't have much of a chance to experiment with stealth camouflage, but he'd heard that it could fool a lot of people.
I've heard that I heard that it can deceive many people, but I don't know the specifics.
The Clones have been observing the two enemies in the research facility from beginning to end, looking for a way to kill them once and for all.
While the research facility is hidden in illusions, the armor also carries equipment for understanding illusions.
Koraks observed.
It didn't take long for Lupelzi to walk to the edge of the research facility, raise his hand, use psionic energy to open a door in the virtual curtain that covered the entire research facility, and walk out, looking as if he had traveled directly into a new world.
Corax quickly put on his power claws, lowered his body and detoured towards the position behind Lupelzi at an incredible speed.
While moving quickly, Koraks spotted Lupelzi walking towards the Black Ring Building in the wasteland.
The black ring building is definitely a portal, and it's the kind that anyone can use.
It didn't even take much effort for Colax to arrive in the wasteland with Lupelzi on his front and back feet, which didn't even alert Lupelzi.
"Hey!" Lupelzi walked up to the portal and yelled at the sky, "Get me out!" ”
Hearing the roar, the clone who was approaching Lupelzi was secretly happy, because Lupelzi was obviously not vigilant in the current environment.
But just as Kolax was about to pounce and launch an assault, a sudden strange situation made him quickly lie on the ground.
An eye appeared in the sky.
Like an eye carved directly into the canopy, it was huge enough to cover almost half of the planet in the wasteland.
Then the eye shrank.
It's like the lens is zooming out.
Not only an eye appeared on the canopy, but also a pale face of a person.
"You've done what you're going to do?" The pale face was as large as a god, looking down at everything on the ground.
"Not yet, almost." Lupel held the magic sword and looked up at the sky without showing weakness, "Can you get me out first, and then let me talk to you properly?" ”
"I'm not interested in your affairs, I'm not interested in your goals, I'm just interested in your power. Come out and help me. The face said.
As soon as the words fell, a stream of energy poured into the black ring building, and then a light of a completely different color from the previously opened portal flickered.
Lupelzi stepped through the portal, and the light dissipated.
On the other side of the portal is the command deck of an ultra-small frigate.
Red pirates-trained naval personnel are controlling the entire warship as it moves through the treacherous subspace.
And in order to prevent detection of the ship by means of subspace submarine, powerful psionic beings standing on the command deck are using psionic energy to cover the entire ship.
Judging by his size and armor, the Psyker was an Astarte.
"What are we going to do next?" Lupelzi asked the psyker.
"The three artifacts are in the hands of the Black Legion, let's go and snatch them."
The ship sped through subspace, terrifying psionic energy churning to propel the ship.
Under Lupelzi's gaze, his true partner, the temporary master of the entire ship, a powerful psyker...... Slowly buckled the helmet to his head.
It was a blue helmet with six horns, and its strange shape and color scheme indicated that he had once been a member of the Legion of a Thousand Sons.
There is usually only one person who wears this strange horned helmet, and that is the Chief Sorcerer, the Champion of the Lord of Change, and the rebel who personally sows the fruits of destruction of the Thousand Sons Legion, Azak Ahriman.
"Keep it safe."
Ahriman raised his hand, and a black orb floated from his palm and landed in Lupelzi's hand.
Lupelzi lowered his head and took a closer look at the black orb that looked like a wasteland planet.
At the same time, Corax saw the face of Lupelzi that suddenly appeared in the canopy.
"Good stuff." Lupelzi tucked the orb into the storage compartment and walked over to Ahriman, standing in front of the porthole with him, looking at the dense black spots in front of him.
That was exactly the fleet of the Black Legion.
(End of chapter)