Infinite Metaverse

Most of the cutting-edge technologies in the human empire are in the hands of the Mechanicus, whether they are biology, chemistry, physics, mathematics...

But those outstanding figures among the Astartes can also stand at the top of the scientific field, overlooking the Mechanicus and the academic circle.

The "War Blacksmith" of the Iron Warriors and the "Iron Father" of the Iron Hands, any technical sergeant who is given these two titles is no worse than any high-level technical priest, or even far superior.

And if we want to break down the leader in biochemical science and technology among the human empire/chaos forces, he is not any biological sage or genetic sage, but an Astartes Apothecary——

Fabius Bayer.

The chief apothecary of the Third Legion of the Emperor's Children, nicknamed "Old Chinese Medicine" by the people, and officially called "The Gene Ancestor". He was responsible for the biochemical transformation and corruption of the Emperor's Children. The land produces the enhanced warriors and mutated slaves needed by Chaos warband leaders.

What the old Chinese doctor is best at is cloning technology. His cloning technology is already comparable to that of the Emperor... and even surpasses the Emperor.

He cloned the Primarch.

There's more than one.

Ferrus Manus.

Horus Luperkar.

Fulgrim.

These Primarchs were cloned by Fabius Bayer.

Therefore, with the old Chinese medicine practitioners here, you can imagine what the appearance of the entire Third Legion was like during the Horus Heresy.

He is addicted to drugs, and he drinks all kinds of strange potions, those that enhance combat capabilities, those that enhance sensory pleasure, those that enhance psychic talents, those that simply make him feel good after drinking them, and those that have no side effects or not.

Modification addiction, all kinds of artificial organs, in addition to the nineteen traditional modification surgeries, the throat, glands, fingers... and even the little Mingming are transformed into lethal weapons. No matter whether they are stable or not, the modification is done.

Which Warhammer Chemical company is the best? Bayer Pharmaceuticals is famous!

This is why, when Fu Qinghai knew that the medicine in the bodies of Chen Xinlu and the others came from the Emperor's Children, he knew that he could not count on these three women for the time being.

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Underworld-class heavy cruiser, in the cabin.

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and fired, and the blue plasma beam spurted out pierced the chest of an Emperor's Son. With a backhand slash, the sharp power sword cut off the head of an Emperor's Son.

[You killed the Emperor's Children Space Marine...]

[The progress of the points competition has increased...]

【You killed...】

【integral……】

Qiao Shida held the gun with one hand and pulled the trigger. Three red circles appeared around the muzzle of the explosive assault gun. A thin red ray shot out from the muzzle and shot directly at a running Emperor's Son soldier. on the helmet.

The helmet was intact, and raging flames instantly spurted out from his breathing valve and goggles. Heart-rending screams ripped from his throat. His hands scratched frantically, trying to pull off the helmet, and the burning spread downwards. Flames and black ash began to spurt out from the gaps in his neck armor, and he finally fell down slumped.

"continue."

Fu Qinghai said calmly.

…

The steps are like a flying dragon, and the sword is like a swimming dragon.

On this side, Fu Qinghai raised his elbow to the side of his face, pulled out the long power knife from a salivating mouth with sharp teeth, made a gorgeous knife dance, pressed the switch, and the light flickered on his wrist. Once he turned it over, he put the sword into its sheath.

Like an elegant yet deadly ancient swordsman.

The sword had been sheathed, and the emperor's warrior's knees suddenly fell to his knees. His hands dropped weakly, and the chain sword fell to the ground. Fu Qinghai walked past him, and with his palm, the enemy's body turned to the side. Tilted over.

Fu Qinghai's battles were always like this, silent and efficient.

"Go to hell, die, die!"

On the other side, Joestar opened his mouth and roared, waving his claws continuously. The Emperor's Son raised his sword to parry, and retreated continuously.

"Look at your ugly face, it's an affront to loyalty!"

Qiao Shida slapped away the enemy's power sword with a fierce and unusually charged blow. The Emperor's Warrior staggered two steps and had not yet adjusted his body shape.

"Say goodbye to your donkey's head, traitor!"

Joestar raised his arm, and the twin bolters on the back of the huge power claw fired a volley of deadly projectiles with a "bang" sound.

"Snapped!"

The enemy was unable to dodge, and the helmet covering half of his face exploded into a rotten watermelon with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

"Istvan's ghost will never forgive you, executioner!"

Qiao Shida looked at the fallen corpse at his feet, took a breath, and cursed fiercely as he still couldn't understand his hatred.

Fu Qinghai heard that the soldiers of the 16th Legion were also silent and efficient in battle. Joe Star's current performance was more like a Space Wolf than a Lunar Wolf.

But Fu Qinghai understood him.

He had emotions bottled up in his chest.

He needs to vent.

At the same time, the three women hiding behind the corner were stunned.

She-Hulk once thought that in the Marvel Comics universe, asking her two teammates not to take action and challenging Fu Qinghai in a one-on-one fight was just a matter of holding back and joking with him, and that it was a matter of traditional kung fu. Although she was defeated by Fu Qinghai in the end. Beaten badly.

But he didn't expect that Fu Qinghai was playing tricks on him. If he had had this knife and this gun at that time, he would have been torn into pieces, and he wouldn't even have a chance to be beaten. His end would be no worse than How good are the Emperor's Children now.

"Can you walk?"

Fu Qinghai turned around and asked.

"Let's go. You can move."

The three women nodded slowly.

Fu Qinghai turned around and said in an indifferent voice:

"Then continue."

…

"Ten minutes ago, you told me that it was the psychics in the bilge prison who were rioting. Ten minutes later, you told me that the enemy jumped onto our battleship!"

The Emperor's warrior's fingers instantly clenched the captain's collar, and the purple gauntlet stretched the fabric to the extreme, causing the mortal captain's neck to swell, his face to turn red, and he could hardly speak.

"Our void shield has not been overloaded, and our hull has not been hit by torpedoes. Tell me, is this gang-hopping?"

His big face with horizontal scars was distorted, making the two symmetrical sword marks on the left and right faces as ugly as centipedes crawling. The bald warrior roared:

"What the hell is this?"

"Where did the enemy come from!?"

The captain was raised into the air with one hand, his feet were constantly kicking off the ground, and he struggled to make a sound:

"S-Sir, Lord Lucius, the surveillance has confirmed the identity of the intruder. He is the Fifth Legion, White Scar..."

The purple-armored warrior released his grip on the captain's collar, causing the mortal to stumble to the ground. He walked behind a servitor and observed the picture on the surveillance screen.

The lower body of the servitor was hard-wired in front of the screen. He stiffly adjusted the screen switching, constantly chasing the figures of Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida.

There are only two of them...

Lucius frowned.

Do two people dare to join a heavy cruiser?

In addition, there is another doubt.

Lucius pushed the servitor away. Under the huge force, the servitor was torn directly from the hard connection state. A burst of electric sparks erupted from his lower body. The metal cable broke, and the life-sustaining liquid gushed out, and it fell to the side. , still murmuring in a low voice.

Lucius personally operated the monitoring array. He called up the travel routes of Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida and found that they were advancing towards the middle deck.

Why not go to the rear of the ship, where the drive tubes, engine rooms, and plasma reactors are, instead of going to the middle of the ship?

The primary purpose of the gang-hopping battle was to destroy the propulsion system of the paralyzed warship. Instead of going to the propulsion system, the two enemies fought towards the densely populated middle deck.

"Are they lost?"

Lucius stared at the screen and muttered to himself.

The captain then stood up unsteadily from the floor.

Lucius turned around, grabbed the captain's head with one hand, forced him to turn his face to him, and asked:

"My dear captain, tell me, faced with this situation, what should we do now?"

The captain replied without hesitation:

"Sir, the enemy's combat power is very strong. We should inform other battleships of the situation here, and then temporarily close the void shield and let them send the terminator over, surround and kill those two guys!"

"No!"

Lucius yelled angrily.

There was a hint of madness in the corner of his mouth, a predatory smile, and he said slowly:

"You are not allowed to notify other battleships."

After speaking, Lucius picked up his sword and staggered across the aisle of the bridge. He rubbed his eyes with the soles of his palms, and the smile at the corner of his mouth grew wider and wider under his palms.

An Astartes with superb sword skills, a pure and loyal angel blood relative, ignited the obsession and desire in Lucius's heart.

A fun diversion, a brief challenge on an endlessly boring voyage, might develop into a perfect kill.

he thought to himself.

The Captain loudly questioned his orders behind him and vowed to report to the Lord Commander.

Lucius was unmoved at all. He just waved the sword left and right, mobilizing the long-lost passion and power in his body. The images from the surveillance camera echoed in his mind. The white-armored warrior at the head echoed his precise slaughter. The postures of my brothers were so flawless, so dangerous and deadly, not a single unnecessary movement...

Lucius's mouth was filled with saliva from the anticipation of killing, and he swallowed with a "gulp", letting the liquid fully moisten his throat and esophagus.

"The show has begun."

he thought.

…

In front of Fu Qinghai, at the far end of the passage, a huge figure appeared. His thick shoulder armor was taller than his helmet, and he was half a head taller than Fu Qinghai. His body was like a door panel, covering the entire passage. , also blocked the way of Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida.

A battle flag like a crotch cloth hangs between the legs, with the word "Emperor" written on it. The font is crooked and full of joking, and it is obviously more appropriate to translate it as "Pseudo-Emperor".

Classic Tactical Dreadnought Armor.

Iron cavalry terminator.

Finally something exciting enough...

Fu Qinghai grinned ferociously, retracted the Blue Blade, pulled out the Blue Fang, and stepped forward to rush forward. However, the Terminator raised a handful of heavy explosive bombs in his hand, and a wide plate-shaped bullet chain was connected to the ammunition on the back. in the box.

"Fuck!"

Fu Qinghai grabbed Qiao Shida and hid in the cabin next to him.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The roar of heavy explosive shells sounded.

"Come out and die, you white-scarred coward!"

The Terminator stepped forward while pulling the trigger.

Qiao Shida took off an armor-breaking grenade from his waist and threw it out.

"boom--"

The continuous sound of bolters paused for a moment, then started ringing again immediately, causing metal fragments of the hatch next to the cabin to fly around. Bullet holes as big as a human head almost gnawed away at the bulkhead. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound. There was a jamming sound, and the heavy bomb stopped.

Without hesitation, Fu Qinghai suddenly rushed out from behind the hatch, holding a huge square-pointed hammer in both hands. The hammer head made a half circle in the air and hit the Terminator's front breastplate hard.

"Dong——"

A deafening explosion like a bell echoed in the narrow passage. The Terminator's breastplate was dented on the spot, and blood overflowed from his breathing valve.

However, the injury of the sunken sternum was not enough to kill an Astartes. The Terminator took advantage of the situation and took two steps back, dropped the jammed heavy explosive bomb in his hand, pulled out the double-edged power ax, and chopped it down on the head.

The inertial hammer needs to rotate and accumulate inertia in order to be effective. Fu Qinghai finished with one hammer, and his moves were too old. He had no chance to swing the second hammer. Qiao Shida's eyes widened and he was about to rush over and knock Fu Qinghai away.

"Snapped!"

Joestar was stunned.

The Imperial Son soldiers and mortal crew members who were about to arrive behind the Terminator were also stunned.

Fu Qinghai held the handle of the power ax with one hand.

Joestar, who was so close, could hear the violent moans of the electronic muscle fiber bundles in the Terminator's armor, and could hear the harsh roar of the energy reactor behind the Terminator. He could even guess how the warriors inside were clenching their teeth and tightening their muscles at this moment. , try your best...

However, the ax handle did not move at all.

It can neither be pressed down nor withdrawn.

By the Emperor, that's a fucking cavalry terminator...

Qiao Shida was completely stunned.

It was the original model of all tactical fearless armors. The Terminator armor was the heaviest, largest, most defensive, and had the highest power increase. It had almost no shortcomings except that it was too expensive and too slow.

The crowd behind the Terminator was also confused.

What kind of Space Marine can wrestle with the two hands of a Terminator with only one hand?

Fu Qinghai held the ax handle with one hand, seemingly effortlessly, and even used his free hand to draw out the chain sword from his waist.

"Buzz~"

"Buzz!"

Two completely different buzzing and vibrating sounds sounded.

"Uh-huh, don't even think about it!"

The emperor's warrior wearing Terminator armor roared angrily, and instantly released the handle of the axe. His shoulders suddenly sank, and with a heavy kick of his feet, his huge body collided directly with Fu Qinghai.

He didn't believe that the opponent could split the Terminator's heavy armor just by relying on the chain sword!

Never believe it!

Absolutely nothing...

"Bah, bah, bah, bah!"

Fu Qinghai took a step back, stabilized his body, and put his right palm against the Terminator's shoulder with one hand. The chain sword held in his left hand had already pierced the Terminator's belly armor, removing all the internal organs in his chest and abdomen. It was all stirred up into a pot of flesh and blood porridge.

If you slow down the scene a thousand times, you can clearly see that as soon as the vibrating sawtooth tip comes into contact with the armor, it is instantly at the same frequency as the vibration of the armor itself, high frequency vibration + single molecule sharpening + Adamant alloy , cutting through Terminator armor is as smooth and silky as cutting through butter.

Blue Teeth, Tuned Sword!

The iron-clad giant slowly fell down.

Everyone behind them was revealed with dull faces.

"Ahhhh——"

The mortal crew members, whose morale dropped to freezing point, turned around and fled.

"Retreat, retreat first!"

The Space Marines called each other and decided to withdraw in waves, using terrain and heavy weapons to reorganize the defense line.

A line of defense against a person.

Fu Qinghai picked up the heavy explosive bomb on the ground with one hand, and slapped the connection between the bolt and the ammunition belt twice with the other hand. With a "click", the gun bore returned to smoothness. Fu Qinghai put the heavy explosive bomb Hold it under your arm, press the trigger, step forward, and fire with all your might.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

This time it was Fu Qinghai's turn to chase others and shoot randomly!

coming.

The man who shoots heavy bolters with one hand, here he comes.

There had been scenes of him receiving a heavy attack from a terminator with one hand before, but Qiao Shida actually felt that the scene in front of him... was very reasonable.

What are heavy explosive bombs? Mortal troops use heavy explosive bombs. Even a macho unit like the Catachan Jungle Corps with a per capita Rambo still needs to set up retreats, hoes and plows on the position just like using a cannon. Something like that before you can fire and shoot.

(Except Sly Mabo)

The heavy and huge firearm was like a docile kitten under Fu Qinghai's arm. The muzzle did not jump at all, and the trajectory was straight and stable. The heavy explosive bullet chain was connected to the ammunition box behind the Terminator. Fu Qinghai stood on the same spot. He emptied all his inventory, looked at the cleared conference hall in front of him, threw down the heavy bombs, turned around, and ordered:

"continue."

The words are not finished yet.

A harsh and noisy electronic sound sounded from a distance.

Accompanied by loud shouts:

"Welcome two new listeners to the cruiser Carol!"

A space warrior with a pale and swollen head, holding a huge speaker that looks like a weapon and a musical instrument in his hand. His skin is ferocious, his eyes are blood red, and the breathing valve embedded in half of his face has been replaced by a distorted and exaggerated loudspeaker device. Vertical grilles made of black steel opened his upper and lower jaws, directly connecting his modified and replaced larynx, vocal cords and lungs.

"It's up to me to compose a hymn for my perfect genetic father, Fulgrim, and the joyful Prince of Darkness, the Great Keeper of Secrets!"

"Please enjoy the following -"

""The Pseudo-Emperor's Lamenting Song Before His Death"."

Be a noise warrior!

The glorious double-headed eagle on the chest has been replaced by a twisted and chaotic demon emblem, and a blasphemous creation that hates aliens has been implanted in the body, which must have been the handiwork of Fabius Bayer. Nothing can stimulate the senses of these Slaanesh warriors anymore, only the maddening horror of noise can give him some satisfaction.

Fu Qinghai's mind was spinning rapidly.

Qiao Shida gritted his teeth and clenched the power claw in his hand:

"Profanity!"

"No!" Fu Qinghai pressed Qiao Shida's shoulders:

"Retreat, retreat first..."

"BOOM——"

The sound waves turned into transparent rings that spread layer by layer, distorting the air, tearing apart the bulkhead, and heading straight for Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida!

The two space warriors, like two paper figures, were instantly blown away by the psychic sound waves.

The noise warrior played his instrument and shouted wildly:

"Cheer, cheer, White Scar! Standing before you is the chief singer of the Legion of the Emperor's Children, at least once was."

All the debris in the battleship passage was cleared instantly in front of the continuous psychic screams. The blood turned into filaments and disappeared, the corpses turned into blood mist and flesh fragments, and the bullet casings turned into twisted fragments.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

Restless rhythms come and go.

The auditory receiver on the side of Fu Qinghai's helmet exploded into a ball of sparks, and black blood poured out of Lyman's ears. He scrambled to the ground and picked up Joestar, who had fallen to the ground, and hid in a cabin. Go, half of the bald warrior's helmet has been shattered, revealing his dull and absent-minded face, and the blood on his ears mixed with eardrum fragments.

The Noise Warriors puffed up their lungs and screamed:

"Louder, louder! Hahaha, let the puppet emperor's lackeys collapse in our disturbing sonic boom!"

"Praise to the Prince of Joy, Praise to the Highest Voice!"

The Extremis virus was already operating at full speed, repairing Fu Qinghai's superhuman ears. Fu Qinghai placed Qiao Shida, who had lost his combat effectiveness, in an empty cabin. The bulkhead could not completely block the penetration of sound waves, and there was still a continuous flow of spiritual magic sounds reverberating. .

Fu Qinghai took out the bolt pistol from his waist, rushed out of the cabin, and pointed the gun at the Noise Warrior.

In the sound wave impact that resounded through the passage, Fu Qinghai's armor was covered with scratches, and even the bone-white paint was almost completely gone.

Seeing that the White Scar Warrior could still stand in front of him, the noise warrior who was playing crazily even distorted his face in the sound waves. He almost emptied his lungs in order to defeat this opponent. The crazy and cathartic singing made his brain It was filled with excitement, pain and ecstatic orgasms.

Fu Qinghai tried hard to steady his hand and pulled the trigger hard.

"Da da da da da!"

Phased iron bombs were fired one after another. Some were deflected by the psychic screams, and some were decelerated by the sonic boom waves, but most of them still hit the noise warriors who could not dodge.

His screams and music were interrupted. He raised his head and glared at Fu Qinghai angrily. He was about to mobilize the spiritual power blessed by Slaanesh again. Suddenly, the warheads embedded in the power armor and broken flesh melted one after another. It turned into streams of molten iron and penetrated into his body along the cracks in the armor, mixing with his bones, flesh and blood.

"Ahhhhh!"

The Noise Warrior dropped the doomsday whistle in his hand and scratched his whole body frantically. His gauntlets even dug into his throat, and he forcefully opened the chest bone plate, but it could not relieve the pain.

His body was twisted into a ball, curled up on the floor in cruel pain.

Fu Qinghai slowly approached the body of the Noise Warrior.

He lay on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he was still muttering something in a low voice.

Fu Qinghai leaned over and listened to him say:

"It feels so good... it feels so good, oh, the extreme pain, it makes me so happy..."

His head tilted, and he finally burped completely.

"Hold."

Fu Qinghai cursed.

The enemy's soliloquy before his death diluted his joy of victory.

Followers of Slaanesh are a collection of sadists and masochists.

Fu Qinghai looked gloomy and called Camille on the communication channel:

"Doctor, doctor, come here quickly, there are wounded here who need to be treated."

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