Soshiyang's murderous gaze did not make Fabius flinch. He was still as calm or as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. After a long silence, Soshiyang said slowly:
"What makes you think I will answer your question?"
"Because I discovered it, I got in touch with this secret, I have one foot in this game... I made my position clear, I do not stand with those fanatic believers and their delusional gods. "
"enough?"
"Isn't it enough?"
"That's not enough. If I ask you to betray the Third Legion, will you be willing?"
Fabius replied without thinking:
"It doesn't matter. If you want to kill Fulgrim, I can even help you. If you want to know the weaknesses and shortcomings of anyone in the Third Legion, I can tell you. Eidolon is an arrogant fool. He is in a place Assemble your troops wherever you think they are safe, and I can tell you that you can destroy him directly with a swift surprise attack! No problem at all. I even need to remind you that when Abaddon destroyed my laboratory, he also took advantage of the situation. The failed clone was also destroyed, during which he probably saw the face of the Eleventh Primarch. In other words, he may also know your secret."
Although Soshyan was a little surprised about Abadona, he did not show it, but changed the subject.
"Tell me, why did you make yourself look like this? Didn't you think that one day your clone would betray you like this?"
"I will not do such boring and meaningless things. This is the only way to ensure that my ideals can be carried out, because the body will eventually decay."
"You call yourself a geneticist, but you can't make yourself immortal?"
"Immortality is a fool's dream. My experience in Comoros taught me a lot. No matter how long I persist, the blight that is deeply rooted in my genetic sequence will eventually poison me. As long as I persist in the existence of the physical body, it will eat away at me. Every time I reincarnate, there is no cure for this hateful phage, it is not a naturally occurring disease, although I don't like to use that word... it is an irrational curse."
"Isn't it possible to implant consciousness into a new body?"
"No, I have changed my body countless times, and it has always existed...so I refuse to haunt my rotting corpse like a ghost. If I want to continue my work, then this choice is necessary."
"The clones won't inherit the curse?"
"After many experiments, I came to the conclusion that if I refuse to transfer my consciousness when my inevitable death comes, but cut off the active neural connections, the curse will lose its target and my clone will Will be free to develop and continue my work as I was meant to do it, but without blight to afflict me... Even after I die, my work will continue.”
Fabius smiled.
"Something that thinks they can make me surrender with irrational curses is dead wrong."
Soshiyang nodded slightly.
"So you think you're playing a game with Shalish? Interesting... It's a pity that you're just a toy that it hasn't gotten tired of playing with yet. Shalish once had a chief named Amnak. Have you heard of it? "
"Amnak... seems to have some impression... the king of armies? Some fanatical swordsmen often talk about it. It seems to be an existence with extremely superb martial arts. It is even called the Sword Demon."
"That's right, but do you know its ending? It tried to break away from Salish's control, but its owner set a trap for him, allowing him to find the ladder to ascend to the gods, but he also had to wait until he climbed the ladder.
Falling into the abyss in an instant, you probably haven’t heard it again since the Great Rebellion, right?”
"If you put it this way...after the Horus Heresy, I really haven't heard its name again."
"So have you ever thought that all your seemingly successful things are just ladders set up for you by beings you don't believe in, just waiting for you to suddenly jerk when you climb to the top?"
Soshyan tapped with both palms.
"With a bang, you will be smashed to pieces and you will never recover."
Fabius was also calm.
"If we are afraid of everything, we can't do anything."
Soshyan leaned back slightly.
"I'm a little unsure now. Tell me, what should I do with you?"
Fabius stretched out his hand, gestured with Soshyan up and down, and said excitedly:
"Soshiyang, we have no conflict of interest, and I have no hostility toward the Spirit Clan, and I don't mind your identity or position. We can cooperate! Tell me your secrets, and I can solve your problem. If Xue Xi
Xerxes is really the emperor's biological son, which means that his genes also contain the emperor's secrets... No, it's not just that, gray marrow, what else did Xerxes leave behind? You are so special
Identity, your relationship with Queen Ada must also be related to this secret. I understand Ada's arrogance. How could they recognize a human as their king? Unless... you are no longer a human, Soshiyang, right?
?You must be an existence unknown to me now, give me a drop of your blood, give me a sample of gray marrow, I know you must be looking for the secret inside, otherwise you will not keep me, because the Milky Way
Here, only I, only I, can crack this incredible thing!"
Soshyan did not respond immediately, but slowly stood up, turned and walked towards the exit. It was not until before leaving that he turned back and said:
"Let instructor Sol decide all this. No matter what, you have to pass his test first."
After that, he left the black stone prison, and then all the lighting balls were instantly extinguished, and the interior fell into endless darkness again.
Only a hoarse and low voice was left muttering to himself——
What exactly are you...
What exactly are you...
Soshyan Alexei...
After leaving the Blackstone Fortress where Fabius was imprisoned, Soshyan immediately received unexpected and shocking news.
Talos came back and brought back a huge warship, but the warship was very seriously damaged. Talos himself was also injured. Soshyan, who was in a hurry, rushed to Ulanhuda as soon as possible.
"Taros, are you okay?"
When Soshyan walked into the white medical room, Talos had already sat up from the operating bed. There were several obvious stitches on his half-naked body. Savita, who had taken off his armor, was sitting on the chair on the other side, and his chin was also
A scar.
Soshyan was surprised that something could actually injure Savita.
"I'm fine."
Talos shook his head, picked up the Rebi drink on the side and took a long sip.
"What happened? I heard that the 11th Company had some casualties?"
"Ah... He lost more than twenty people, as well as some combat robots, and the bastard Jando Skolevok also escaped in the end."
"this..."
Soshyan looked at Savita.
"Is there an accident?"
Sevatar nodded.
"Very unexpected... Everything was going smoothly originally. We had tricked that bitch Jando Skolevok to the ground... The ship was under control immediately, but we didn't expect that a group of people suddenly came out."
"who?"
"You know the guys from the Second Legion."
Soshiyang frowned suddenly, and then squeezed out the name he hated most from between his teeth...