The situation on the ground of Crimson Star was converted into a hologram and transported to the ships in space, and no details were missed.

As a result, the upper echelons of the Maelstrom Expeditionary Force have a clear understanding of the ability to clone the protoplasms.

"He's doing well, isn't he?" Wei Mu asked the people around him with a smile.

The soldiers looked at each other and did not dare to open their mouths to evaluate.

To be honest, Clone Fogen's performance in the battle just now was impeccable, even far beyond everyone's imagination.

If this power can be used by them, all the actions that follow will be multiplied with half the effort.

But if the clone suddenly turns back and becomes an enemy, they will also suffer a heavy blow.

When the time comes, the Inquisition will settle accounts after the fall, and those of them who have said good things about Clone Fugen will not be able to eat and walk around.

"A perfect opening show."

The clown in the flower dress did not have this taboo, and Sarkozy gave a very high opinion of the purple phoenix.

After all, that is the man who once single-handedly pulled the human appearance level to the top of the galaxy, and even surpassed the Aeldarin.

"That's a good job for a flesh creature." Orican followed.

In the eyes of the space necromancer, the human civil war that takes place below is like a cricket fight, and Fugen is the cricket king with superior strength.

"But he's still at risk of being corrupted." Orecon then reminded, "Since even the ontology has fallen so deeply, there is no reason for a clone to escape such a fate. ”

"Unless we can do better than the ontology." Wei Mu said.

"To do that, you have to help him not only overcome the ontology, but also the great desirer behind it." Orican smiled, thinking that this was a fantasy at all, "But even if he wants to fall, it will not happen overnight, and he can be used now." ”

A perfect consumable, that's what Orican says about Clone Fogen.

If the purple phoenix wants to officially return to the empire, there is still a long bumpy road ahead.

Fugen's official appearance not only shocked the Imperial soldiers on the Crimson Star, but also caused a huge storm elsewhere.

The demons whispered, and news of the fake spread rapidly in the subspace.

The first to bear the brunt was Vogrim himself, who indulged in pleasure in the palace of Slaanesh.

A perfect replica of oneself, still maintaining a pure body and mind.

What a fun toy it is.

Fogrem soon realised that it was the work of his chief apothecary, Fabius Byer, as he had commissioned the old Chinese medicine doctor to clone Ferus Marus.

It was his once best brother, the genetic prototype of the Iron Hand of the Tenth Legion, who had died at the hands of his sword, the demon inside that took control of Forgrim's body at a critical moment, forcing him to behead his best friend with a single sword.

Because of this incident, Fogrem inevitably went to the abyss of depravity.

After throwing himself into Chaos, Fogham still can't forget his former best friend, and the reason why he assigned Bayer the task of cloning is that he hopes that Clone Ferus can understand and join him, so as to seek some spiritual comfort.

However, after one attempt after another, each clone of Ferrus, although twisted and deformed, unexpectedly maintained his loyalty to the emperor, and shouted at Forgrim, who had become inhuman.

The fallen purple phoenix can only kill the "best friend" again and again, and its personality becomes more and more crazy, until it finally has to abandon the plan.

Although Foggrim was not satisfied with the cloning incident, Fabius Bair gained a lot of experience in cloning the original body.

The old Chinese medicine doctor has always been at odds with his fallen genetic father, and he is also very resistant to the power of chaos.

He hopes to save the Third Legion in his own way.

"Others keep repeating the same mistakes and stumbling over and over again on the same issue, but Byer creates new mistakes, and it's funny that he thinks he can escape the great game of the Chaos Gods!"

That's what Vogrim had to say about Bayer.

Now it seems that the evaluation of the Fallen Primordial is not wrong, and the clone of Fogen is undoubtedly another mistake made by Bayer.

He hopes that the clones will get better and lead the Legion back on track.

But after seeing the young Phoenix's quest for perfection, even he no longer believed in such a path, and eventually traded Clone Fugen to Tarasin the Infinite.

But for Fogream, it's a very interesting thing - since Ferus can't understand his choice, let him understand himself.

The pure Fugen will fall again.

He could use this to justify the throw into chaos and the hypocrisy and cowardice of his creator, the Emperor.

On the other side, on the Glory of Macurag.

The clowns also brought this crucial information to the Reaper Army shortly after.

Evelene, who had listened to the information, had a subtle expression on her face.

She knew that Forgrim was the culprit who had forced Killiman to lie in a static position for 10,000 years and had almost killed him.

Now such a clone has suddenly appeared, and it also claims to be fighting for the Empire.

Although the big boy looked very rational on the outside, in fact, he had been suppressing a certain terrible urge inside.

No one can say what kind of emotional impact Kiliman will have on when he learns the news.

"What did the smart boy say?" Evelene asked.

"He thinks he just needs to reveal a little bit to Kiliman, who can hide it for the time being." The Harlequin Troupe's intelligence officer replied, "Anyway, the battle is in full swing over there, and there is no chance to bring that clone over there before it is all over, and even if Killiman knows the situation, it will only add to the trouble." ”

"That's just as well." Everene nodded, agreeing with the decision.

She then walked to Killiman's private study, ready to relay the news to the original body herself.

For the leader of the Spirit Clan Reaper Army, the personal guard commander Cato Sicarius and the rest of the Honor Guard had already been surprised, so it was natural to let him in.

At this time, Kiliman was sitting in front of the desk to deal with official business, and the various documents piled up in front of him were like a small mountain.

"Hello, big boy, it looks like it's another day of correcting official documents."

Evelene, who entered the study, greeted the other party with a smile.

"Even if you don't count the 10,000 years spent in a static position, I'm already past the age when I can be called a boy."

Killiman didn't look away from the papers in his hand.

Because of the extraordinary genes given by the emperor, the original body often only needs to grow for two or three years before it can surpass adults in all aspects.

The time they spend being treated as children by those around them is really very short.

"From the point of view of the Spirit Race, you are far from being an old man." Evelene quipped.

"But I'm not a spirit." Killiman put down the papers in his hand and smiled in a friendly manner, "So you came to me specifically to tell some jokes about age, right?" ”

"Of course, I don't dare to disturb the revival of the children of war at will." Everene smiled and continued, "One of your brothers has somehow returned. ”

Hearing this, Kiliman's eyes lit up.

He wished someone could share the burden on his shoulders.

But listening to Everene's answer, how does it feel strange.

"Which of my brothers?"

"You'll know that then."

"In what way will you return to the Empire?"

"You'll know that then."

Talking about this, Kiliman's face turned crooked.

These pointy-eared aliens still like to be riddlers.

"I'll not know until then."

Killiman touched his brow with a headache.

"I can tell you this directly, and when your family's Great Vortex Festival Envoy returns from the expedition, everything will naturally be known."

"So what's wrong with that kid?" Kiliman said thoughtfully.

One of his brothers ran to help Wei Mu, which was naturally a good thing.

But why did the ally in front of him tell him about it, but he still refused to tell him the specific situation of that brother.

This puzzled Killiman as a matter of course.

"That kid has to hide it from you, it has nothing to do with me." Evelene waved her hand helplessly, and then proposed with great interest, "In addition, if you really want to know, you can also choose to give me a promise, and I will inform you of the specific situation in advance." ”

"I'm sorry, Evelene, but I'm afraid I don't have the strength to promise Madame right now."

Kiriman smiled and shook his head.

He didn't want to let the Spirit Clan take advantage of him for nothing because of this kind of thing.

If it was a decision made by Pastor Wei and his brother for the time being, he should indeed approve of it.

"Then you can guess for yourself, I don't think you can guess the correct answer."

Evelene pursed her lips and slipped out of Killiman's private study.

The regent was left alone to sit in front of the desk and frown.

"It is not possible to identify yourself directly, to return to the empire in some way...... Could it be one of the Holy Leves and Ferus, probably not? ”

(End of chapter)