Carl Bohar was taken away by Trazyn and underwent anatomy in the hypercube chamber. He could not stand for too long in front of Necrontyr's magical technology. After a while, Trazyn came out holding a solid green sphere composed of massive data.
Feed the data ball to Canoptek Scarab, and a beam of light will fall in the center of the conference hall and magnify. Carl Bohar's life will be played in front of everyone like a movie.
The less important details and the recorded history of Imperium were quickly skipped by Trazyn. Soon the scene came to the scene where Carl Bohar and Abaddon were talking on the eve of Black Crusade. Behind them was the disguised Amalaga.
"It's this bastard again... why is he so lucky?" Lin Fan and this master Haemonculi are old enemies, and he couldn't help but sigh that Amalaga has such a tough destiny.
The scene continues to advance, Carl Bohar and Amalaga are cultivating the degraded matrix in a huge factory, and the fast-growing T'au skin is wrapped layer by layer. The cruelty of the industrial assembly line is enough to make people's scalp numb.
"We haven't seen that thing in the battle." Jaghatai said. During the War for Cadia period, the Degraded Ones that the Expeditionary Force fleet destroyed were not as huge and twisted as this degraded mother body. "Maybe the enemy has not raised this thing completely."
"But it should be complete now." Rogal Dorn added again. He reached down and when he brought it up, he had a stack of documents in his hand, "Cadia has many lost fortresses. There is no one there, and even corpses are rare. Based on my investigation of the scene, I found that Chaos Warband was consciously transporting the prisoners and corpses upwards. I think it was to provide nourishment for this degraded matrix."
"Well... this is really damned, isn't it? These things can be desecrated and twisted into anything. I used heavy artillery on Cadia to bombard hundreds of Degraded Titan that fell to the ground, not to mention that they also have the same degraded ship as Hive Ship Ship, what's next? Deterioration Mountain Array? Deterioration Blackstone Fortress?" Perturabo couldn't help complaining. It seemed that he was really annoyed by these difficult Degraded Ones on Cadia.
At this moment, Silent King's right-hand man also spoke, telling others even worse news.
Degraded Ones is not only imitating the present, but also imitating the past.
Some Primarchs were confused by these words, but those who knew about it shook their heads slightly and looked sad.
Sanguinius was curious about Silent King's words. He was full of fear towards these ancient metal undead but also felt a sense of gratitude. Battle of Baal, Blood Angels were almost overwhelmed by Tyranids. After all, Khorne has been weakened by the repeated blows from Lin Fan and Slaanesh, and it is difficult to find the energy to intervene in Battle of Baal. This also leaves Blood Angels and the tens of thousands of Space Marines who have gathered to withstand the attacks of billions of Tyranids.
If the Necrontyr fleet hadn't come to support, Baal would have become a dead place, and Blood Angels would have been in ruins.
Hearing the angel's doubts, Silent King first set his sights on Lin Fan. After all, this was about the ancient history of the previous Subjective One, and he had to understand Lin Fan's attitude towards this.
Lin Fan looked at everyone and sighed heavily, then picked up the water glass at hand and took a sip to moisten his throat.
"Since the main purpose of this meeting is to be open and honest, I won't hide it from everyone."
The universe is destroyed, the rules are chaotic, and everything dies.
Lin Fan briefly and quickly explained what the previous Subjective One had done. He originally wanted to save time, but he never thought that this brief description would give everyone more room for imagination. The smarter the guy, the more desperate and terrifying the content he constructed in his mind would be.
When everyone was frowning, Angron, whose soul resided in the body of Living Metal, laughed. He leaned on the chair easily, looked up at the unattainable dome above his head and said, "That's good. Everyone is dead, so we are relieved."
Such a negative attitude has naturally attracted dissatisfaction from many people, especially Primarchs who have made many contributions to the stability of Imperium such as Roboute Guilliman.
They think, I work hard every day to maintain the stability and development of many worlds, and I have never thought of giving up despite internal and external troubles. On the contrary, you, a guy who has not shouldered any responsibility from the beginning to the end of the massacre, is looking forward to the destruction of everything?
"Coward." Rogal Dorn made no secret of his disdain for Angron's attitude, but Angron didn't care what his brothers thought of him. He was just in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
As a member of the pessimists, Konrad Curze and Angron have similar attitudes, but he did not say it explicitly, but just put on an expression as if it is the case and it should be the case. It seems that he has seen the final doomsday through his prophetic ability.
Perturabo couldn't help but feel tired, "Even if we defeat Tzeentch, we will starve to death in Milky Way. He seems big, but he is too small for civilization." Then he looked up at Aeldari and Necrontyr opposite, "Sooner or later we will fight again for a planet and an inch of land."
"Wait a minute!" Lin Fan slapped the table to attract everyone's attention. "There is indeed only Milky Way left, but I am still here! I haven't given up yet! Although I am a bit stupid now, if I become smart after studying for hundreds or thousands of years, wouldn't I have the opportunity to open up the world again?"
Then Lin Fan pointed at Lorgar and asked, "Lorgar!"
Lorgar's body trembled, then he looked up at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan said to him, "How do you write Emperor's Litany? If God is not willing to give up on you."
"Then believers shouldn't give up on themselves." Lorgar responded in a waxing tone.
"By the way, that's the truth. I don't want to give up on you and the world. So do you want to give up on yourself?"
Primarchs They looked at each other, or touched their heads, or crossed their arms, but no one said anything.
Everyone has their regrets and obsessions. Before these regrets and obsessions are completed, how can they choose to give up easily?
Perturabo thought of the heirs he had wronged, and the tragedy of Drau had made him heartbroken. He did not want to see Iron Warriors go deeper into his mistakes.
Corax thought of Deliverance's fellow villagers, and he promised to give them a world full of fairness and justice, even at the cost of his life.
Roboute Guilliman remembered the teachings of his father and mother. Just when he was immersed in the tenderness of his parents and couldn't extricate himself, he suddenly heard his mother warmly greeting Roboute Guilliman's wife not to be too formal, we are all a family.
When did I have a wife?