The Emperor’s Angel of Death

In addition to the desolate scenery, what everyone sees most is the corpse, all kinds of corpses.

Among the corpses that everyone saw, the number of mortal slaves who died of hunger and thirst was as large as that of the weapons of the invaders. Even if the mortals changed their masters, they were still in a completely abandoned state, no matter if they were Chaos Interstellar Warriors. , Or the star warriors of the empire, did not treat them as human beings.

The former only needs them as slaves, while the latter does not trust these long-term existences under the influence of chaos.

So after occupying the Star Fort, Soshyan did not make any arrangements for the mortals in these fortresses, just let them fend for themselves in the Star Fort.

This is cruel, but also very realistic.

In the depths of the star fort, they even discovered a wonder-a group of huge traffic relay routes that lost power and were empty, the main body being a rail tunnel connecting two cabins.

The mutants that thrived in the darkness and darkness regarded the lost power railcars as iron-cast gods and offered prayers, begging them to be shaped from their sleep.

Soshyan could not guess how many generations these slaves had reproduced under the influence of subspace before such a sad species was born.

He pityed them, but it was more because of their origin.

Malakin and Taitus and his men ignored them, but Magyar and the ascetics regarded them as enemies, killing them like wild animals hunting a group of weak prey.

The warriors in green armor strode into the darkness with great strides, and when they returned, there were already solidified blood stains on the armor, and there were a lot of blood-stained skulls on their waists.

Malakin frowned at the headhunting tradition of ascetics, but due to the friendship of allies, he didn't say anything in the end.

After walking for more than half an hour, they arrived at the No. 2 gene seed bank.

Originally, it took several days for technicians to contact the seed bank, but because of Valler, as the former red pirate pharmacist, he could directly open the door of the seed bank with his personal genetic code.

But before leaving, he told Soshyan that he himself did not have much hope of finding good genetic materials-these materials have been destroyed or rotted due to the failure of the preservation facilities.

Therefore, he is more focused on restarting systems and devices that are still active, collecting data as much as possible.

Sure enough, when everyone entered the slowly opened blast door, a gene seed bank appeared in front of everyone, and everyone recognized its usefulness for the first time, because the importance of this sacred temple has been deeply imprinted on everyone. In the bones of Brother Astarte.

But now, the tragic degree of its internal scene is enough to be included in the forefront of everyone's career.

This is a seed bank that is far beyond conventional no matter the scale or design purpose. The huge vaulted tank stands up like a fortress wall, but all equipment and consoles have been dismembered or torn apart by chainsaw swords.

The data board storing the priceless genetic material information was once placed in the static force field storage device, but in the end it could not escape the fate of malicious damage, far more than the accidental loss caused by the war.

Looking around, one of the storage tanks are arranged like the eggs of some kind of alien creatures. Each storage tank was once filled with important chemical antiseptic mixtures, and now they have all been smashed open, and the liquid in them has also dried up. The machinery that once created superhuman life is now empty.

Malajin sighed slowly and moistly, showing extremely sincere regret for the destruction of these priceless treasures.

As the red pirate apothecary, Valer walked in this cabin as if in a dream. There is no doubt that the things that once existed are still vivid in his eyes.

After that, he began to check the broken machines and useless tools, and searched silently.

"Is this your laboratory?"

Soshyan communicated in a low voice on a communication channel that only two people could hear.

"No, my laboratory is on the ground of the planet. Huron never ventures to save our own genetic seeds on the pupils of hell. The genetic seeds placed here are basically plundered from other places, and most of them are used for trading. "

Valler drives his work with habitual focus, extracting information from any compromised database that can be decrypted.

"what are you doing?"

Suddenly, Magyar took a curious look at Valler's work. In his mind, since there is no value here, he should leave.

But the strange pharmacist of this astral knight made him very curious, he didn't know if the opponent was from a soul drinker.

"Data collection."

Valer answered while watching the data stream uploaded to the storage coil of the medicine device on his arm armor.

"There are data on all aspects of the genetic seeds of different legions. This opportunity is very rare. I want to collect data for the entire process, from basic maintenance modes to defective experiments, all the way to the formation of stable adjustments."

"I thought your job was just to maintain the existing gene seed bank."

Mazar is actually implying that Valler was wasting everyone's time, but Valler did not hear it.

"More than that."

He answered without looking up.

"What can you get out of it?"

Valer still didn't look up.

"Regardless of whether we are diligent or not, as long as the time is long enough, genetic seeds will inevitably be lost. The job of a qualified pharmacist is not only related to the existing supply of genetic seeds."

"Our time now is more important than collecting files."

Mazar can only say bluntly:

"Hurry up with your hands and feet, this place tires me."

About ten minutes later, Valler packed up his personal equipment.

"There is nothing here."

He announced quietly.

"Let's go."

Soon, everyone came to the No. 3 seed bank~www.ltnovel.com~ Originally Soshyan also estimated that this place is not much different from the No. 2 seed bank. He just came with the mentality of taking a look, but waited for Valle After you opened the door, the scene inside made everyone happy.

Perhaps because of the rush, the retreating Red Pirates only had time to destroy the No. 2 seed bank, and there was no time to start with No. 3, so the seed bank was actually intact!

When the blast door was opened, white air-conditioning gushed directly from the door, covering everyone's armor with a layer of hoarfrost.

"The emperor is on top..."

Mazar looked at the neatly arranged storage tanks in amazement. In the liquid-filled tanks, the floating gene seed glands could be clearly seen.

Valier calmly walked to the operation desk, entered a string of passwords, and opened the database of the seed bank.

"There are currently 315 seeds, including 78 of the Imperial Fist, 66 of the Extreme Warrior, 31 of the White Scar, 30 of the Holy Blood Angel, 22 of the Dark Crow Guard, 21 of the Dark Angel, and Steel There are 9 hand types, and...18 for the Son of Horus, 17 for the World Devourer, 12 for the Emperor's Son, 7 for the Iron Warrior, and 5 for the Midnight Lord."