"Believe that he is the best choice?"
Hearing Fabius's "righteousness" remarks, Soshiyang couldn't help but sarcastically said:
"Before the rebellion began, you spread corruption within the Third Legion. Don't think I don't know. Thor told me a lot. Your depraved genetic surgery created a twisted noise warrior. It was these people who pushed the former Emperor's son into the abyss! In addition, you also made a lot of addictive combat potions, which made the Emperor's sons gradually rely on the potions, and even began to become popular. Some even became addicts completely! What you did was betrayal, a kind of arrogance based on arrogance!"
Fabius shook his head with a disdainful expression on the charge.
"Sol? What did he know? He is upright, he is brave, he is not afraid, but what do you think Vespa died first? Why did Solomon die? Do you think Fogrim know what I did? Can my ideas be implemented without his consent? Why are the people in the Legion high in the Legion, such as Cazorron, because Fogrim likes such people... When the Legion struggles with blight, I was trying my best to maintain it! After finding Fogrim, I also cheered, but soon I realized that the blight was solved, but the more serious disease had spread in the Legion. Fogrim was the source.
Head, under his arrogant appearance, there is a serious cowardice. The Third Legion will only decline under his leadership and become a vassal of certain legions. I must find a way to make the legion more perfect and stronger. Do you think Astarte's nineteen surgeries can be called "natural"? How can you confirm that some of these surgeries are not from non-human races? The Emperor is a good person, and only learning and reference are the driving force for human evolution. I think we can learn from any race, whether it is slaughter, Ada, or even green skin, as long as it can benefit humans, why should we be self-satisfied? If we only pursue self-satisfiedness, why did the Emperor want to have a great expedition?"
As he said that, Fabius reached out to Soshyan, his voice becoming ambiguous.
"Besides, what's the difference between you and me now?"
Soshiyan returned with a cold gaze and a calm voice.
"I can grasp the boundaries between cooperation and co-conspiracy, and I will not harm the interests of the overall human beings for one party."
"Haha, ah, many people have thought so, but... in the end they have to make that choice. This Milky Way is like this. Let go of yourself, and the sky will be wide and the sky will be limited. Then the road will only become narrower and narrower, and in the end they cannot advance or retreat."
"What a shirk responsibility. Did Fogrim directly order you to obtain materials from the slaughter to make those fallen and transformed organs? Did he order you to make those evil combat agents? Did he ask you to adjust the nerve center excitation organs of the warriors? He did acquiesce all this, but it was you who created them, and your identity as the initiator will never be washed away! No one ordered you, all this was out of your self-righteous idea, you think you are approaching perfection? Bullshit! What you did
Some things are simply vulnerable! Is the noise warrior powerful? If it were powerful, how could it be beaten to the point of being beaten in the Battle of Terra? What can you do if you use the combat potions? You also lost the battle that should be lost, and in the end you were beaten to a dog of a family by Abaddon! The Third Legion is now the weakest and most despised group of people even in the Chaos Realm. These are all thanks to you, Fabius, you have never had anything to do with perfection, failure is your true friend. It has been ten thousand years since you have done anything?"
Soshyang spread his hands, looked at Fabius, whose face was already a little red, and sneered:
"No, you run around, still... nothing happened. You worked hard to steal, learn, and risk your life to exchange materials and techniques, as well as countless experiments, and there was no product of success. You clone Horus, but was slashed by Abaddon. You stole the blood of Sanguiles from Barr and made only a bunch of worthless beasts. So what are you doing in poverty? Have you ever seen a crazy doctor in Green Skin? They are wearing funny white bibs, waving big chainsaws and pliers. Why don't you learn from them? They can at least transform a green skin leader into a war leader four or five meters high. That thing is quite powerful. A fighter with noise warriors may not be able to beat that thing. It's not much better than the bullshit new human you've tinkered with?"
Fabius let out a heavy sigh, then hissed:
"If you come just to insult me, I think you really don't need to waste this time, because I have encountered any kind of humiliation, and this cannot shake my will."
"Of course, I'm not that idle to scold you, but what you said really... makes me unable to bear it, so I got back to the point, who are you serving you now?"
“I serve a philosophy.”
"idea?"
"The concept is simple. Humans should not be subject to those fragments of will that are illusory. I believe that humans will eventually stand up and retake the galaxy. The problem is only to have the right tools and launch an attack at the right time... a real expedition that sweeps through some blind believers and non-human things."
"You are going to launch a new expedition? Defeat the gods?"
Soshyan could hardly believe his ears.
Crazy, too crazy!
"Fabius, you are too arrogant. What do you think you are? Maybe you are just a puppet in Slaanes' hands from beginning to end. None of your every move, every word and action is truly decided by yourself. It is not affected or controlled by you. It is just like an ant on the ground. I grabbed it and put it in a box. It will also think that it has independent will and crawled according to its own ideas. Although it can never crawl out of that box, it will never realize that it is actually in a box."
"Maybe, but this is my ideal, the truth I strive for. It is not born from the imagination of gods, demons or anything else in the mind of fools, but from a brain that is not polluted by superstition, a real, human brain."
Chapter completed!