In an inconspicuous void in the west of Ultima Segmentum,
A Chaos Ships with a twisted shape is like a Behemoth dormant in the darkness.
A line of twisted text can be vaguely seen on the side of the hull - "Pale Lord"
"Failed again, damn it! There aren't enough test subjects. Go grab some more."
The bald head of the sign indicates the identity of the speaker.
Fabius·Bayer's voice came from the bright but eerie cabin, full of anger.
In this cabin, countless test tubes and medicines are carefully hung on the shelves, reflecting the cold light. In the glass vessels, the soaked flesh and blood fragments have different shapes, which seem to silently tell the pain and struggle of the past.
In front of the huge test bench, stood the figure shrouded in a large and worn-out laboratory robe. Through the robe, one could glimpse the evil purple color of Power Armour below, as if it was an evil gaze from the Chaos abyss. The Eight-Pointed Star representing Chaos shone brightly on its shoulder armor, as if declaring its contempt and provocation for the authority of Emperor.
Under the shadowless light of the test bench, the figure of Fabius without a helmet became increasingly clear.
On his neck, the shadows cast by the cables criss-crossed, making him look like a twisted living machine Fortress that came from a nightmare.
On the gray robe, dried blood stains, strange chemical stains and Chaos Runes were intertwined. Those Runes seemed to be alive, constantly twisting and flashing.
At the end of the robe, distorted phantoms of human faces continued to emerge. Each face carried the soul of an innocent deceased. They were imprisoned here, making silent screams, surrounding Fabius, filling the entire cabin with a creepy atmosphere, as if people could personally feel the endless torture and pain those souls suffered before death.
The power backpack on the back of Fabius carries a lot of Auxiliary Arm, which is similar to the equipment of Techmarine, but is fundamentally different. These Auxiliary Arm are loaded with various frightening equipment. Machines, blood-stained jigsaws, syringes with strange lights, and all kinds of messy sampling devices. Their chaotic and cruel appearance, even Ork Mad Dok, who is famous for being crazy, would probably feel ashamed and sincerely praise "professional" after seeing it.
"Master Fabius, this place is quite far away from the nearest world to Imperium."
A grotesque guard held a piece of Dataslate, raised his head cautiously, and responded to Fabius's order. His voice trembled slightly, appearing particularly weak in this cabin filled with a depressing atmosphere.
"Don't ask me to say it again, or you will be the next test subject."
Fabius's tone was cold and biting, leaving no room for negotiation. When the guard heard the words, he shivered violently, as if he was hit by an invisible chill. He saluted hastily, his movements were panicked and hasty, and then hurriedly left the laboratory. His hurried back seemed to be escaping from a terrible disaster.
Fabius, who watched the guards leave, slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed a glass jar from the experimental table.
His somewhat cloudy eyes were shining with fanatical light at this time, staring closely at the constantly beating Gene-seed in the tank.
This Gene-seed from Alpha Primus, in the eyes of Fabius, is like a key that unlocks endless possibilities.
"Cawl, I didn't expect you to be able to create such an interesting thing. I really can't imagine what that rotten corpse emperor was thinking at the beginning."
Fabius murmured to himself in a low voice, his voice full of disdain and ridicule.
"It's such a waste of precious resources to be so pedantic."
Above the orbit of Imperial World, Chaos Sorcery is like a raging black tide, spreading wantonly in the void, and the evil power continues to erode everything at an alarming speed. Word Bearers Sakala Ur - Damak Thrash uses Psychic Power Teleportation arrived first at an orbital defense station built on satellites and presided over a sacrilegious ceremony.
He chanted blasphemous incantations and waved magical weapons emitting strange light in his hands. As the ceremony progressed, a large number of Daemon surged in from the cracks in the void.
The appearance of Chaos Daemons instantly plunged the entire defense station into chaos and fear.
"Has the distress signal been sent out?"
In the orbital defense station, a guard sergeant asked an ordinary PDF soldier loudly, with anxiety and nervousness in his voice.
"It's been sent out."
As soon as the soldier finished his answer, before he could take a breath, a strange sound suddenly sounded.
"Chirp~~~"
This sound is sharp and harsh, as if it can penetrate directly into the depths of a person's soul, making all the blood in his body freeze.
Immediately afterwards, a strange light flashed, and the two soldiers instantly exploded into a mist of blood, with their limbs and pieces of flesh flying everywhere.
I saw a man named Emperor's Children wearing pink armor, with weird bulges and colorful braids on his helmet, holding a strange-looking weapon and jumping around in a twisted posture.
Blastmaster continuously emits sharp sound waves, and every sound is like a sharp blade, cutting the nerves of the people around it.
For these PDF soldiers with limited knowledge, they could not distinguish the detailed characteristics of these Traitors at all. However, when this terrible scene was transmitted back to the Planet by the monitoring equipment, the local Inquisition quickly took action. They carefully searched among the ancient and thick documents, and soon found the information of these Traitors - these attackers were the unique Noise Marine among the rebellious Emperor's Children.
On the other side of the orbital defense station, a group of burly, muscular men were wielding Bloodletter Impaler and various strange and frightening torture weapons, frantically slaughtering the PDF soldiers. These men roared like beasts, and their eyes were filled with the desire to kill. Wherever they went, there was blood.
On the Bridge of the flagship "Pale Lord", Fabius quietly looked at the orbital defense facilities that were constantly churning out explosive flames in the void, with a cold smile on his face.
"These poor bastards, their lives are like candles in the wind. Their fragility is the perfect material for my experiment. I want to dig out the limits of life from them. Use their genes and blood to create an existence beyond Emperor's imagination, and let them become the cornerstone of my path to 'perfect' Throne. Perhaps future generations will recognize your value."
His voice was low and firm, as if he was reading a verdict that was destined to change the fate of countless people.
Such attacks have been carried out many times by Fabius's soldiers. They always defeat the opponent with cruel and torturous methods, and then after filling the cells with living people, all the remaining survivors will be sacrificed.
As a well-known biological scientist among the Chaos forces, Fabius has many means to recruit people to work for him.
With only a little technical effort, he can easily recruit a large force capable of destroying a Space Marine Chapter and his Homeworld.
What's more, Fabius also controls an astonishing army composed of Mutants and Monster.
These twisted creations are deformed and terrifying in appearance, huge in number, and their combat power far exceeds that of ordinary Astra Militarum. Under the command of Igori, they rush into the world of Imperium like a tide, continuously delivering "raw materials" for Fabius's crazy experiments, and bringing endless disaster and pain to Imperium.