Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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"I said don't give them the Abaddon clone, or they'll leave us behind!"

"I know, father, but what can I do? If I don't give it to them, they won't leave us behind, but they will kill us!"

Fabius Bayer and Natalia, the new human he created, complained to each other.

The explosions from the surface did not stop for even a millisecond, and the scary thing was that the explosions were getting closer and closer.

Soon Fabius realized that there was no point in complaining and they had to find a way out of Broome.

With those things that Vashtor helped him get.

Thinking of this, Fabius looked at the backpack behind a new human warrior, which contained a box, and inside the box was his life's work.

"Get on the plane, father." Natalia pointed to the transport plane parked indoors. "The ground will extend to both sides in a while, and then we will protect the transport plane at all costs until it takes off."

"Put this on first." Fabius took off the backpack and handed it to Natalia.

Natalia then took the backpack, walked to the cabin of the transport plane, and placed the backpack in a new container. This container will ensure that even if the transport plane is blown up, the contents inside can be preserved, although it cannot be like Fabius. I transferred it to another clone like that, but at least I was able to retain it.

If it can be preserved, there is still hope.

"I don't care, anyway, I can be transferred to the clone body after I die, but you..." Fabius glanced at the people present, and then said, "You can just think of your own solution. I'm sorry, what happened on Broome is more than I expected it, and I really have no way to deal with the current situation.”

Natalia nodded, then took the weapon and turned outside.

Many new humans also left with Fabius.

Fabius started the automatic control program of the transport plane, then took out a bomb and swallowed it, then walked to the console and quickly entered various program commands.

Whenever an order is executed, an extremely large amount of biochemical technology products will be released onto the surface of the planet.

Those twisted creations based on pure biochemical technology are different from demons. They are not afraid of things like black stone obelisks, because they are also material creatures in the real universe.

After releasing all the "creations", Fabius began to release viruses, activating those malevolent creations in the deepest parts of Bloom.

These were originally used to negotiate with Vashtor.

But Fabius never expected that many forces, including the Death Guard, would be defeated in an instant. The strange storm directly reversed the course of the entire war, and Vashtor and the others did not know why they ran away. Got so fast.

Fabius could only keep complaining secretly, and then put all the vicious ideas and plans he had about the "Fall of Broome" into it, so that even if Broome was occupied by the enemy, it would not be included in the human territory.

The sound of artillery fire continued unabated.

There were footsteps in the corridor.

Then there was manic heavy metal music and strange sounds mixed with screams.

Soon, as Fabius completed the last step, took the bomb detonator in his hand and turned to face the gate, the uninvited guests arrived.

Those were ten purple-armored Astartes.

The color of the armor, coupled with the sonic weapons held by two of the Astartes, made Fabius immediately think of his old club, the descendants of Fulgrim, the former Emperor's Children Legion. a member of.

"The Skull Fortress has fallen. Come with us, Fabius." The leader of the Astartes stretched out his hand, and his facial muscles cut open by nails twisted and made a sound.

"Come here! Unless you don't want to keep your things!" Another soldier raised his anti-armor weapon and aimed it at the transport plane that was about to fly away.

Fabius spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The slaves of Slaanesh who appeared out of nowhere were satisfied and turned around to take Fabius with them.

When the gate opened, Fabius saw his killed creations, including Natalia's head, which was chopped off and inserted into a twisted microphone to sing.

At the end of the corridor, a black ring-shaped object was shining, and the inside of the ring-shaped object showed another world.

A Word Bearer stood at the entrance to the world, looking out.

"Crown of Obsidian." Fabius raised his eyebrows, thinking that no wonder these guys can still open portals in an environment like Broome where there are black stone obelisks everywhere.

But changes soon occurred.

Fabius suddenly saw the Word Bearers inside the Obsidian Crown being killed, and then an Astartes wearing black Terminator armor came out.

That guy was holding a strange and evil sword in his hand.

"attack!"

The servants of Slaanesh attacked the uninvited guest, but the black-armored Astartes dodged the incoming fire and then swung three swords.

Cut off four enemies with one sword.

Cut off the heads of two enemies with one sword.

Pierce the remaining enemies with one sword.

This is what happens in a split second.

Fabius couldn't believe what he saw, that guy killed so many people in an instant.

"I enjoy slaughtering you Fulgrim bastards."

"Because you don't know if you are crazy or something, and you don't know how to escape."

The black-armored Astartes took off his fanged Terminator armor helmet, revealing his pale face.

Strange energy flowed through his body, channeling from the sword into his body.

That strange magic sword seemed to be able to turn the lives of the dead into nourishment and provide it to its master.

As the energy was transmitted, the magic sword became more and more active, and the evil face on the hilt smiled at Fabius.

"Who are you?" asked Fabius.

"Horus Luperzi."

"Horus—Horus—"

"Luperzi—Luperzi—"

The magic sword answered the question for its master and simulated an echo-like sound, making the name of its master very shocking.

"A member of the Black Legion?" Fabius backed away and tightened his grip on the bomb detonator.

"No, the real Warmaster." Luperzi raised his sword with a crazy smile on his face.

Fabius immediately pressed the detonator.

He saw endless darkness.

Then there was a glimmer of light.

Every time he was resurrected or transferred his consciousness, he would have such hallucinations.

Then came the awakening.

"Uh-" Fabius woke up from the darkness, took a sudden breath, subconsciously opened his eyes and looked around.

The familiar feeling of falling out of the cloning chamber did not appear.

Fabius lowered his gaze, and his eyes became extremely shocked.

He found that he had no body... no, to be precise, all his limbs had been amputated from the neck down, leaving only his head.

This head was soaked in a box-shaped container that was previously placed in the transport plane and used to hold research materials. As for the data in the box...who knows where it went.

"My brother can help me extract a little bit of power from my soul." Luperzi stroked the magic sword in his hand and looked down at Fabius's head, which was placed in the box. "It can also bind the soul. In the future You're in this box, and maybe when I'm done with my work I'll be merciful and let you go."

"Finally there is someone worse than me." The face on the hilt of the magic sword showed an exaggerated evil smile, "The only thing worse than living in the scabbard is living in a box. Good luck to you, buddy."

"No--"

Fabius wanted to scream in pain and hysteria, but when he opened his mouth, he could only make a hoarse sound.