Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 105 Unforgivable
"First of all, all the bones in the body must be removed and replaced with a tailor-made fine gold skeleton."

"Adamantine bones are strong and heavy, and require implantation of reinforcing fibers, tendon coils, and electronic muscle bundles for power."

"Extra synaptic nerves enable fine control of the brain over the body."

"Replacing red blood cells and the human immune system with controlled micro-nanorobots confers robust adaptation and recovery capabilities."

"Remove the heart and replace it with a more powerful singularity reactor to power the artificial organs of the whole body..."

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"In the end, it's the quantum neural connections that collectively manage all the implants."

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Unlike the engine oil guy who is keen on accumulating all kinds of weird equipment and prosthetics on himself, the "integrated prosthetic transformation" carried out by Gray Wind on Lystia is only a replacement and strengthening of the original body organs, and has no effect. Any additional extensions.

If we say that the renovation style of the Mechanic Order is to tinker with the foundation of a small building, add additional buildings to the top, and finally build a towering building with a strange shape.

Then the integrated prosthetic body transformation in the first stage of prosthetic ascension is just laying a simple and solid foundation.

It's far from perfect, and it won't handle all environments.But it is powerful enough, stable enough, and scalable enough. What changes to make on this basis or add more prosthetic bodies to obtain some extra abilities depends on work needs and personal preferences.

On the basis of a sufficiently stable game body, it is the player's freedom to play any mods they want.

The process of transforming Lystia was not bloody, and the scientific research supervisor could even bring a few veteran monks of truth to observe the operation.Because at the beginning of the operation, all the blood in her body was replaced by nano-robots, and what flowed out after cutting the blood vessels was a micro-mechanical flow that disguised itself as a red liquid.

The entire operation process took about 6 Terra months, and there was no postoperative recovery period. It just needed time to get used to it, and to adapt to the powerful biological computing power brought by the quantum neural connection and the thinking and reaction speed that reached the physiological limit.

From the eyes of the prosthetic who had just completed the first stage of ascension, everyone else's words and actions seemed to be slowed down.

During these 6 months, Russell has been paying attention to the news about the missing Confession Flame. After the unremitting pursuit of the Tribunal and the help provided by the Mechanic Order, they finally came to a basic idea for Russell. Nonsense conclusion:
Milak and the others had a strong purpose in leaving, as if they were following a certain target.

It made Russell really want to tell them a sentence. You guys have been investigating for half a year, and you found something like this?

He was depressed, when the door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and Gray Feng, who was wearing a female navy uniform, rushed in excitedly.

Although he was sitting on a single sofa, Gray Wind didn't mind squeezing with the Marshal, and sat on Russell's lap.

"What's the matter so happy?" Russell adjusted the posture of his lower legs so that Gray Wind could sit more comfortably, and asked, "Have you met the priest of the Orthodox Church who preached that the star bomber is the emperor?"

"I met you! But that's not what I want to talk about." Gray Wind shook his head, put an index finger on his lips, and said as if he was thinking about something: "That judge nicknamed Blood Lion tracked down After arriving at the trail where Mirak left, they found an uninhabited galaxy in the northeast of the Falla coordinate system, a chasing battle seemed to have taken place in this galaxy, and there were a considerable number of ship wreckage floating in the deep space."

"Among the wreckage is a truncated destroyer—that's the ship that Miraak sailed off before he disappeared."

All the ships are destroyed?

And after 6 months, if there is no accident, Mirak and the 38 veterans of the Confession Fire who he took away are probably in danger.Russell couldn't help being a little surprised, and at the same time, he could basically confirm one thing: the one who fought against the fire of repentance in that galaxy was probably the fallen angel.

"The reason why it took almost half a year to find those wreckages is that the binary star system in that galaxy was artificially detonated decades ago, and the destructive flare caused by the explosion of stars has not faded away. It is also filled with a large amount of radiation dust and harmful rays, covering up the chase—that’s right, it is the galaxy that I detonated in the first place.”

Gray Wind still remembers that he was ordered by the Marshal to catalyze the star to cause an explosion, in order to wipe out Coroniai's Hive Fleet, but now it has some regrets, it should have allowed the fusion of the star to brew for a longer period of time, so as to accumulate more energy, in that case No matter how hard the Hive Fleet tried, they couldn't protect the Queen and survive... Well, this is an angry word.

Gray Wind was surprised that he had such an irrational thought, while Russell was very puzzled.

"Milak chased a fallen angel, how did he get there?" He didn't quite understand, even if the dark angel's subgroup caught the fallen angel and got mad, at least the fallen angel was still a little rational, so he wouldn't rush forward in a panic. Right among the Jedi where the destruction flare had just faded a little.

"Fallen Angel? What's that?" Gray Wind didn't hear him talk about it before, so he was very curious: "And why are you so concerned about Mirak's disappearance?"

It was obviously just a group of genetically modified human warriors, and Listia, who had just completed the first stage of prosthetic body ascension, was stronger than them in terms of physical hardware, but lacked training and combat experience.It considered Russell's interest in the matter somewhat irrational.

"The people from the trial court should be investigating there, um... Before waiting for their results, I will tell you a story about the dark angel after a long absence." Russell said softly.

"Yeah, tell me." It's been a long time since the marshal told a story, and Gray Wind was very happy.

Russell smiled when he saw this, he put his right hand on Gray Wind's shoulder, it was unexpectedly warm and soft: "I don't care about Mirak and his good brothers, dozens of Astartes are not qualified to let I diverted my energy from other more important projects, and the ones that really caught my interest were the Dark Angel Legion and the Fallen Angels."

"The Fire of Repentance is a sub-group of the former Dark Angels."

"As I told you before, the Emperor of Man created 20 Astartes Legions. During the Horus Heresy, except for the disappearing 2nd and 11th Legions, half of the remaining 18 Legions chose Standing on the opposite side of the empire, or follow the Warmaster Horus, or have other plans.

But in fact... the Dark Angel Legion, which apparently belonged to the loyal faction, actually launched an organized legion rebellion. "

"When Lion King Ryan led half of the Dark Angels back to their home planet 'Caliban', the other half of the Dark Angels who stayed behind on the home planet clashed with them. During this battle, the Lion King disappeared, Caliban Completely destroyed, countless dark angel warriors were drawn into the space-time vortex, and were randomly thrown to various time points in the future."

"The Dark Angels regard this half-strength rebellion as the Legion's greatest shame and greatest secret, and refer to the traitorous side of the Civil War as the 'Fallen Angels'."

"In the later tens of thousands of years, although the Dark Angel Legion was split, the various sub-groups of the Dark Angels maintained a de facto connection with the parent group through a secret system called the "Inner Ring". They Self-proclaimed "The Unforgiven", the most important task for thousands of years is to hunt down the fallen angels who were involved in the space-time vortex and randomly appeared at various times and places, to ensure that the secret of the legion's rebellion is not known to outsiders, and to protect the name of the dark angel. defiled."

Gray Wind oh~, showing an expression that I understand: "No wonder Mirak only left with the veterans of the original battle group, and he left without saying hello to anyone."

It turned out that they were afraid that the Legion's scandal would be exposed.

Obviously, the fallen angels were not randomly thrown into the galaxy by the space-time vortex, otherwise they would have a high probability of dying suddenly on the spot.

"Then why did the fallen angels escape into the destruction flare?" After figuring out the situation, Gray Wind had the same doubts as Russell: "In the report sent back by the blood lion, only one of the large ship wreckage was destroyed by Mirak. The others are all unlicensed black ships that have not been registered in the empire."

The fallen angel's ship is several times that of Mirak, and the possibility that they were chased and fled into the flare galaxy can almost be ruled out.

"If you ask me, I don't know." Russell was quite helpless.

He put his hand that had nowhere to rest on Hui Feng's leg and touched it, then he felt something wrong, so he tried a little harder, and squeezed it again, but it still didn't feel right.

So he asked, "What's on your mind? Today's simulated thigh feels much harder than that of normal human women. I thought it was the gluteus maximus of the fighting nun. Are you too distracted?"

In Russell's impression, Gray Wind's human mimicry is rarely distorted, unless it is particularly agitated, or is distracted by a task that requires a huge amount of computing power.

"No, no..." Gray Wind puffed out his chest and said that he was completely fine, and his legs wrapped in the uniform trousers became soft again, no different from human fat:
"Touch it again, it's definitely soft now."

And stubborn, it was like this on the hatching planet before... No, it seemed to be another look at that time.

After thinking about it, Russell didn't want to.He thought that even if the collective consciousness of micro-machines like Gray Wind really wanted to hide something, he would not be able to guess it, so he simply chose to give up.

After driving Gray Wind off the sofa who was sitting on him and refused to get off, Russell stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his collar, and walked out of the room quickly.

As soon as the door opened, he saw a pair of beautiful eyes that were as bright as diamonds in the sun. They were eyes implanted with vision-enhancing crystals.

Lystia, who had just completed the integrated prosthetic body transformation, stood at the door, and the two looked at each other.

"When did you come?" Russell asked.

"Um, when you said 'I don't know either'..." Listia immediately lowered her head and said.

Well, at least he figured out the reason why Gray Wind was suddenly absent-minded enough to mimic the distortion. Russell rested his forehead with one hand, swept his gaze, and briefly sized up Lystia who was standing in front of him in a measured manner.

The original Lystia was short and slender, and always bent over. A young girl looked like a wretched old man. After body modification and a full set of prosthetic implants, she did not become a cyberpunk. Ji Niang's painting style is just that her figure is fuller and taller than before, and her complexion looks healthy and energetic.

But Russell knew that with the reinforcement of tendon coils and electronic muscle beams, she could directly crush the skull of a Space Marine.

"You have adapted to your new body much faster than I expected, and you can move around freely." Russell looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Listia immediately answered as if she had been waiting for a long time: "It's like this. After me, more than a dozen colleagues have completed the integrated prosthetic body transformation. They are in the adaptation period and should be able to pass it soon. So I want to know in advance, what is the task you originally planned to entrust to us?"

"Didn't the director of scientific research tell you?...That's right, he doesn't like you very much." Russell just remembered this. To be precise, the entire Order of Truth doesn't like her very much, and Listia's popularity is terrible.

After sorting out his scattered thoughts, Russell said: "I have successfully obtained a very subtle authority from the Espernes sector government - the right to conscription."

"I can legally recruit soldiers from any capital planet in the Far East border area, the number is 1 per planet per year. Of course, the number is not important, this is a passport. With this authority, you can In my name, I can freely enter and leave various galaxies and hives, and investigate some secrets that even the judges can hardly touch."

Russell smiled, and pointed his right hand to Listia's left chest, where the singularity reactor was dormant: "You should already know what kind of power you have, I believe you can do it."

Listia nodded: "As you wish, leader."

Then, she asked again: "Then our mission is to go to each major galaxy, disperse into each hive city or a planet with a long history in the name of conscription, go deep into the hive, and collect and investigate all kinds of useful information for you?"

After completing the first stage of ascension, she still had a little fear in her tone.

The bottom of the hive capital has always been a place where monsters, ghosts and monsters gather. There are everything in it: cultists, psykers, criminals, gene stealers, and even the remnants of the dark age of technology. It’s not surprising to see a living Iron Man once in a while. ...

Ordinary people would not easily dare to set foot in the filthy lower hive area. Even the monks of truth who had ascended through the prosthetic body and possessed extraordinary power, the survival rate in such a place would not be very good.

If ten out of ten survive, half of them will be blessed by the star bomber.

"Don't worry, scientists have to bring assistants when they go out to investigate."

Russell comforted: "Every truth monk is a firm follower of my philosophy. The life of each of you is precious to me. Naturally, I will not let you take risks alone."

"At that time, there will be enough powerful forces to walk with you to ensure that the truth monks can carry out their work safely even in the most dangerous hive city."

Listening to the leader's gentle exhortation, Listia felt a little guilty.

(End of this chapter)