The Number One War Hound: Surak is Actually This Strong

Like the flagships of many Legions, the central apothecarion of Galan Surak, Chief Apothecary of the World Eaters, lay deep within the Conqueror.

What made it different was that, inside the main laboratory of polished glass and steel, the sterile lights could be deliberately dimmed.

At the broad operating table in the center of the room, Galan, encased in armor, bent over his work.

Generators hummed, and shadows cast shadows across the white walls.

Galan watched the vid-screen on the operating table and slowly pushed the control lever. Each time the generator's output rose by a kilowatt, he released his arm and checked the data gathered by the sensors.

The Crimson Scholar's keen hearing caught the hum of the Butcher's Nails inside the Adamantium casing, but not the high-frequency band that even an Astartes could not perceive at all.

High-frequency sonic technology was not his invention. It came from the Nephilim, a gift from the Black Emperor.

Galan had heard that Horus Lupercal had been the first to discover the Nephilim across more than a hundred worlds, where they had enslaved billions of humans.

He and Lord Sanguinius had purged the Nephilim who invaded the Melchior System.

But the ones who purged more than a hundred worlds, and ultimately cleansed the sinful homeworld, were Lord Nimrod and Lord Jaghatai.

The sound frequency continued to rise.

Suddenly, with a clear crack—

The Butcher's Nails burst apart!

Joy flashed across Galan's face. He had completed one of the two tasks assigned by the Black Emperor: to study a back door, something capable of exerting influence over the implanted and causing their deaths.

By tuning the sonic waves to a specific band, they resonated with the trembling Butcher's Nails, making the implant vibrate at high frequency in a short time until it ruptured.