Chapter 692: Hee hee, I will definitely survive!
"Extraordinary healing ability; this is no longer a category that biology can explain." Belisarius Doraemon Cawl's only remaining eye flickered with light, observing Fulgrim's forehead, which had been cut open, looking at the brain tissue inside that was twitching slowly.
In the battle just now, Fulgrim was clearly pierced through the brain by the Doom of Ma Lan'tai controlled by the Hive Mind, but he completed self-healing in the blink of an eye, coming back to life on the spot as if he hadn't suffered any damage.
This was very strange, very peculiar. Belisarius Cawl requested an examination of this.
Fulgrim agreed; he even allowed Belisarius Cawl to cut open his perfect forehead to examine the brain tissue that had originally been pierced.
Because Fulgrim also felt a sense of crisis approaching, felt some things approaching him, felt a fallen ending constantly approaching him. Between the vague, Fulgrim could even feel Fulgrim's figure intersecting and merging with himself.
What made Fulgrim feel most chilling was that he himself had no resistance to this intersection and merging.
Light splashed from the six electrodes, stimulating Fulgrim's brain tissue to squirm constantly. If it were an ordinary person, they would have burst into tears because of this unbearable pain.
And Fulgrim just raised his eyes slightly and looked at Belisarius Cawl.
"Not in the category of biology, then it is?" Fulgrim asked, but he already had an answer in his heart.
"It is in the category of the Warp, or more specifically, the category of biological alchemy created by the Omnissiah-Hua Hua Hua Di Huang."
Belisarius Cawl pulled out the electrodes on Fulgrim's brain tissue and said to Fulgrim in a buzzing voice:
"I once read the *Emerald Tablet* written by the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang when he was young in the Black Library, saw the prototype of biological alchemy, and once communicated with Omnissiah Xiao Fu, learning some experiments done by the Dragon of Mars back then."
"The Dragon of Mars once tried to fuse humans with the Warp, creating a race that existed in both the material and Warp dimensions
"Afterward, the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang of Mankind received a portion of the Dragon of Mars's research, and by utilizing it, He completed the prototype of bio-alchemy—the technology to reshape or create humans from the cellular level and even deeper, through the Warp."
"This prototype alone forged the Thunder Warriors, forged the Astartes and the Custodians, yet they were not the crystallization of all the wisdom of bio-alchemy."
"The crystallization of all the wisdom of bio-alchemy is the Primarchs?" Without needing Belisarius Cawl to continue, Fulgrim realized what Belisarius Cawl wanted to say.
"Precisely so. After obtaining the Source Blood Stack, I had my suspicions, and after obtaining Fabius Bile's clone Primarch technology, which was completed entirely based on biology, I further confirmed this point."
"The Dragon of Mars once attempted to ascend from a god of the material universe to a god of the Warp, but he failed."
"And the Master of Mankind did the opposite, and to a certain extent, He succeeded."
A few glimmers of light flickered in Belisarius Cawl's eyes:
"Since it is not feasible for a god of the material universe to become a god of the Warp, why not do the reverse and let the gods yet to be born in the Warp be born into the material universe a step ahead?"
"Our Master of Mankind succeeded. With His genius intellect and His own extraordinary genetic sequence combined with that of the Primarchs' mother, He utilized bio-alchemy to successfully deliver the unborn gods of the Warp into the material universe, manifesting them as twenty-one infants."
"These are the Primarchs." Fulgrim's expression shifted slightly: "The reason the clone Primarchs created by Fabius are so far removed from the true Primarchs is that they are merely biological products—clones of the flesh of those twenty-one infants, rather than the Warp gods brought into the material universe."
"Indeed, you understand very quickly." Belisarius Cawl sutured the wound he had dug into Fulgrim's forehead, "But you are different now."
"... Hm?" Fulgrim raised his violet eyes and looked at Belisarius Cawl.
"I am not certain when it began, nor am I certain why this is happening; perhaps it is because Fabius Bile made you too perfect."
"Without a doubt, you are becoming the true Primarch; a part of Fulgrim's essence is flowing toward you."
"But I think you have not truly stolen that part; rather, you are becoming Fulgrim."
"He will come for you sooner or later; you cannot escape." Belisarius Cawl retreated two steps and shook his head at Fulgrim.
"Then is there such a possibility?" Fulgrim said: "That I defeat him and become the true Primarch."
"I am not sure." Belisarius Cawl only continued to shake his head: "I even believe that by the time you truly begin to clash, it will be a question of whether a true distinction between you and him still exists."
Fulgrim fell silent. He lowered his violet eyes slightly and whispered to himself: "What is the end of perfection?"
"Lady Mo Wen believed that the result of an extreme pursuit of perfection is inevitably corruption, because one can never reach true perfection. The more one chases perfection, the more one magnifies the flaws within oneself. Without attaining perfection, the fire of jealousy will inevitably consume oneself, leaving behind only corruption, filth, and darkness."
Belisarius Cawl said in a calm, cold voice.
"Is that so?"
Fulgrim clenched his fists:
"Then just watch."
"I will surely pluck chestnuts from the fire, extract good from corruption, and be reborn through the flames, Belisarius. I am the Phoenix."
Fulgrim turned and walked out of the room, heading toward the fortress where battle was erupting outside.
Belisarius Cawl shook his head slightly. At this moment, the Primaris Primarch walked slowly behind Belisarius Cawl.
"Is your condition better?" Belisarius Cawl turned his head and asked the Primaris Primarch: "The effects of the first phase of treatment should have taken hold..."
"Yes, the pain has subsided a great deal, but..." The Primaris Primarch stretched out his hand slightly and clenched it a few times.
After obtaining the clone Primarch technology, Belisarius Cawl had begun attempting to heal the defects in the Primaris Primarch's body, treating the pain that was present at every moment.
"But, let it end here, Cawl." The Primaris Primarch lowered his voice and said: "I now believe that my innate defects are not a curse, but rather a gift."
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