Having a cheat and not using it would be foolish. Mordred only saw his own effort and sweat; this was what he deserved. He had long since stopped considering himself human.
Even so, Master Mordred never slacked off when it came to important matters. In the spirit of professionalism, he brought his brain-dead fanatics along and headed straight for the laboratory. He wanted to see what was really going on.
After all, his body had no instruction manual. He couldn't simply bring up a status panel with a swish and have it tell him that failing to complete a mission would result in annihilation. He could only go to the laboratory and study himself.
Because he didn't trust that old bastard, the Emperor, Mordred had spent a fortune constructing a gigantic laboratory inside the Abomination. Codenamed the Hive Second Research Institute, it formed the Hive Head Three together with the laboratories on Catachan and Serenity, continuously providing the Legion with cutting-edge technology.
Thanks to Atlas's frequent experimentation with Demons, the Second Legion possessed an absurd amount of heretical knowledge, especially when it came to cultivating Warp Entities. Those Demons devoured by Atlas had the most authority to speak on the subject.
Soon, the Holy Son Believers, led by Kialan, were gathered in the square. Under Mordred's orders, they began praying frenziedly.
Candles and incense were arranged around them as well, along with all sorts of bizarre magic arrays and rituals. The Khan even went to the kitchen and brought out several Tyrannosaurs to butcher on the spot, holding a dinosaur head while performing a shamanic dance.
Although it looked rather unreliable, matters concerning the Warp shouldn't be scrutinized too closely. The Machine Spirit could even steal ammunition in the Warp. This was science!
For the sake of experimental accuracy, Mordred