Everyone saw Li Feng summon his good friend "The Emperor" to personally kill the unfilial child Fulgrim, and at the same time obtain his soul.
"Is this... is this summoning magic?"
In front of Li Feng, a long-unseen panel displayed a prompt... [Congratulations on unlocking new function: "XX! Help me!"]
[Ability Introduction: This function is similar to "Sit-and-Kill Gambler," allowing for a random draw to summon any character you know to support you for up to 10 minutes.]
[PS: This ability has a cooldown period. The stronger the character drawn, the longer the required CD time. Don't worry, even The Shackled Legion can be summoned, so it's nothing new for you to summon people in strange attire.]
Seeing Li Feng in a daze, Sanguinius gently pinched Li Feng's waist.
The slight sting brought Li Feng back to his senses, and Sanguinius leaned into Li Feng's ear and asked:
"What's wrong? You don't think I killed that child, the third one... too ruthless, do you?"
Hearing Sanguinius's words, Li Feng looked puzzled: "The soul is the true body, right? You theoretically just helped him find liberation..."
Liberation? At this moment, several Custodes, wearing aprons, gloves, goggles, and masks, were cleaning up Fulgrim's remains.
That body was completely unusable; the germs alone were terrifying enough. It was better to die early and be reborn early... "Wife, I seem to have gained a new ability just now. I can be a 'Pokemon Summoner'."
...Because Li Feng was right there when Fulgrim died... The Third Primarch, Fulgrim, he was truly dead. His soul was also reclaimed by Sanguinius.
Fulgrim's death caused a massive stir on the battlefield. The Emperor's Children Astartes Warriors felt a tremor deep within their bloodline, as if an invisible bond had snapped in their souls. In that instant, their will to fight transformed into uncontrollable fury.
"Our father... has been killed!" A Emperor's Children Warrior roared, his power armour, covered in Chaos marks, trembling slightly with rage.
They unhesitatingly turned their wrath towards the Imperial flagship. Their warships, like maddened beasts, charged towards Li Feng's flagship, attempting to breach the bridge and reclaim Fulgrim's body.
But against the formidable firepower of the "Imperial Combined Fleet," these desperate attacks were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
The massive firepower of the Dominator-class Expeditionary Base, the precise defensive lines of the Imperial Fleet, and the countless carrier-based fighter squadrons under Li Feng's command quickly turned these Emperor's Children Warriors and their ships into debris floating in space.
Meanwhile, in an unknown location,
a balding "mad scientist" naturally felt the agitation within his genes, but he quickly adjusted. He walked into a secluded room, where countless cultivation tubes were arranged, green nutrient fluid bubbling around all sorts of strange and grotesque creatures.
He walked to the end of the room, where there were originally two cultivation pods. One had long since disappeared; he had given that cultivation pod to the Chaos Warmaster.
And the remaining one... a handsome white-haired man floated quietly inside, none other than Fulgrim. Countless tubes were inserted into his body, maintaining his functions.
Indeed, this was the Apothecary of the Emperor's Children, Fabius Bile, also known as the "Old Chinese Medicine Doctor."
The Old Chinese Medicine Doctor gently ran his hand over the glass of the cultivation pod, feeling the cold touch and sensation of the glass. He looked at his creation inside, a satisfied smile on his face.
"As expected, counterfeits are good things... The clone and the original were distinct just minutes ago. But now, you are the original..."
Fabius narrowed his eyes, gazing at his creation, the corners of his mouth curving slightly into a meaningful smile.
He slowly walked to a control panel nearby, his fingers tapping gently on the screen. The nutrient fluid in the cultivation pod began to churn slightly, and the clone, riddled with tubes, began to awaken.
Fabius's tone carried both amusement and respect: "Welcome back."
The clone in the cultivation pod slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with confusion, but a moment later, a sharp gaze emerged. His voice was deep and majestic, as if coming from another world:
"Where is this... I... why am I here? Who am I? And who are you?"
"Calm down," Fabius soothed softly,
"You are Fulgrim, but also a new existence. Everything about you has been reshaped by me; you will be more perfect than before."
The clone's gaze slowly swept across the laboratory, finally settling on Fabius.
The corner of his mouth curved slightly: "My name is... Fulgrim? Is that my name? You said you shaped me, you mean..."
The smile on the Old Chinese Medicine Doctor's face gradually disappeared. He pressed the button on the control panel again, and the clone Fulgrim fell into slumber once more... "Tsk tsk tsk, as expected... the flesh is merely a skin, the soul is the true body."
The Fulgrim clone in the cultivation pod floated quietly, but that handsome face was no longer a calm facade. Although Fabius had put him back to sleep, the struggle of the soul still existed in the mental fluctuations displayed by the instruments.
"I am not him..." A faint, intermittent whisper came from deep within the clone's consciousness, as if he himself was struggling, trying to understand who he truly was... On the Vengeful Spirit,
Abaddon naturally knew about Fulgrim's "freebie" situation... He was extremely angry at this moment; the battle hadn't even reached its climax, and one of his uncles had already given up.
However... Abaddon was very curious. No matter how fallen Fulgrim was now, he was still at the power level of a Primarch plus a Daemon Prince. How could he have just given up so easily?
Why didn't Fulgrim return to the Warp, but was killed directly?
Could it be... there was another Primarch on Li Feng's ship? Or even several Primarchs!? Who could it be?
Jaghatai Khan and Leman Russ were still on their way, and Rogal Dorn was intensely clashing with Perturabo on Cadia.
Could it be Konrad Curze! But... could Konrad Curze alone really defeat an ascended Daemon Fulgrim so quickly? Perhaps... more than just these few Primarchs have returned! Who is it? Roboute Guilliman? Vulkan? Could it be... Lion ElJonson?
Just as Abaddon was brainstorming, a Chaos crewman shouted:
"Lord! The Dark Angels have reached the edge of the Cadia Sector!"
Abaddon: "Huh? No, buddy..."
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