Chapter 713
The war waged by the clone Primarchs had shifted from a siege to a desperate defense.
The giant whale was still sprawled across the entrance, while those golden warriors and Iron Man troops continued guarding it and the exit.
The laboratory entrance had been opened.
The only advantage of sending just three people into a laboratory filled with countless stronger twisted freaks was that the corridors contained more surveillance equipment. The clone Primarchs no longer needed flying units and reconnaissance units to observe enemy movements.
Perturabo had already crafted a full set of weapons and equipment for all his brothers.
But the Lord of Iron's work was not yet done. Lion had assigned him to build defenses along the route leading to the others.
Perturabo went off to work, cursing under his breath.
The situation was critical. Mortarion no longer stood at a distance, and Angron had calmed down as well. The two stood behind Lion and Guilliman, who were seated cross-legged, observing the situation on the data slate with them.
"Should we go over?" Mortarion asked.
"Not yet." Holding the master control data slate, Lion activated every Fabius creation remaining in the laboratory, whether fully manufactured or still undergoing experimentation.
Those freaks, far more powerful than Space Marines, poured from where they had awakened into the narrow, trap-filled corridors.
In a small corner of the data slate was a three-dimensional map of the laboratory's routes.
Dense red dots surged toward the entrance along several routes, then converged into a blinding red glow in the corridor where the entrance lay.
"Stop them."
"Stop them."
Lion began murmuring, his gaze constantly shifting between the data slate in his hands and the one Guilliman held, which displayed the footage.
The data slate in Guilliman's hands was connected to the