Chapter 479: Similar to the Imperial Guard's Biological Modification Alchemy Technology

"Don't be polite! This counts as my gift to you!" Luode said with a smile.

As soon as he said that, the few Space Marines who had just woken up immediately glared at Luode with angry faces.

In this Warhammer universe, all Space Marines, and indeed all Imperial citizens, basically must unconditionally worship the God-Emperor of Mankind.

That Emperor sitting on the golden throne has now been completely deified, and in the hearts of all humanity he is like a god.

Now someone actually says "bestowal of grace," and such words—can you, as an opposite-sex person, really say them? This is something only the Emperor can bestow upon us.

However, Dante, the captain of the Blood Angels, immediately reached out and pressed down on his several veteran comrades, and with an extremely stern gaze, stopped the few who wanted to cause trouble.

You few idiots, haven't you lost badly enough? As a veteran of the 1st Company of the Blood Angels, the Space Marines' parent chapter.

While wearing Terminator power armor, you actually lost to four rookie Ork boys—this is already embarrassing enough.

If you still refuse to give up, then the outcome won't be good, and most importantly, their scheming—temporarily they can't afford to lose this person!

Who would believe it if said aloud? The 1st Company veterans of the Blood Angels actually lost to four Ork boys! "Truly a most splendid duel! Thank you very much for your treatment, Great Demon King Luode." After calming his several veteran comrades, Blood Angels Captain Dante walked up to Luode, bowed, took a deep breath, and said.

"Hahaha! Indeed a most splendid battle, my boys fought very happily, but since it's a duel, victory naturally calls for a prize.

Just now I proposed to you that you may freely move about in my fortress; now I will assign you a room—aside from necessary contact, your people may not leave this room, understand?" Luode said.

Hearing this, Dante, the captain of the Blood Angels, nodded with an ugly expression; this Ork Great Demon King is just like that Bonebreaker.

He is very likely also the god's chosen of Gork and Mork, belonging to the category of the Great Prophet Bonebreaker, and even his combat power and psychic ability surpass those of the Great Prophet Bonebreaker.

"I understand, Great Demon King Luode; I will order my subordinates to stay in the room you arranged.

Absolutely not let them wander about at will; your strength surpasses even that of the Bonebreaker." Dante eyed Luode warily and said.

"Hahaha! You still have keen eyes—that Bonebreaker fellow, if he entered my war fortress, at most he could only be a squad leader under me, nothing higher." Luode said.

This Bonebreaker war boss is the god's chosen of Gork and Mork, but in terms of battle record, he only shone briefly at the start of the Octarius War.

During the Unending Crusade, when this Ork Bonebreaker's psychic powers awakened, he was attacked by Ragnar Blackmane, the young Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves.

He directly chopped off his own head in a mutually destructive manner, and he also pierced the chest of that young Wolf Lord, though in the end neither died, and both were upgraded to Primaris Space Marines.

Another became a canned man, but previously this Bonebreaker's surface combat power was not inferior to Abaddon's.

Result: he was nearly killed by a Wolf Lord's company commander, who wasn't even a Primaris Space Marine—this is indeed somewhat laughable.

As for Abaddon, old brother Dante, though mocked in various ways—saying things like thirteen Black Crusades, a futile struggle, he hasn't even matched his father Horus's few years of battle prowess.

But the problem is, our Abaddon big brother merely accepted the blessings of the four minor Chaos powers, and is fundamentally not a Primarch.

However, when attacking the Cadia Fortress, an Imperial Guard from the Emperor's own forces came over, and was instantly killed by him—Karagra, a company captain-level existence, couldn't even last one round against Abaddon before being wiped out.

Even in the Vigilus War, he could still clash with a Primarch, although he was being strung up and beaten.

But this is the true boss's face—Bonebreaker and such are too cheap,

actually nearly killed by a Wolf Lord's company commander, and you're still the god's chosen of Gork and Mork!

So in Luode's view, this whatever Bonebreaker Ork, god's chosen of Gork and Mork, is only fit to be a squad leader under me.

"Great Demon King Luode! I believe there should be no danger occurring in your fortress, and even if there is danger.

I think my four Space Marines are not as useful as your Ork boys under you; thus, I will take them back to let them hone their strength further on the battlefield." Dante said.

It seems the plan to probe this Great Demon King's war fortress is unworkable; this fellow doesn't look like other Orks—superficially he appears so crude, brainless!

He is actually very cunning! When I opened my mouth to challenge, it seemed I had already fallen into the opponent's trap.

The combat power displayed by these four Ork boys—if all the Ork boys under him are like this, then the Imperium wouldn't need to fight.

The total number of Space Marines is only around one million or so, and their numbers can be said to be extremely scarce; if these Orks also came to a million, or even more numerous.

Then the human Imperium would be doomed to be steamrolled; this fellow could very well launch a great crusade like the Emperor of old, to completely unify the entire galaxy.

So in Dante's view, these four Ork boys should have been prepared in advance by Great Demon King Luode, specifically to target his Space Marines under him.

To give himself a downbeat, however Dante is unwilling to believe that such immensely powerful Ork boys in Luode's army are mass-produced—available in any quantity desired.

"If so, Captain Dante, then let us begin our garrison duty; I will station my Orks beside your units, then participate in defending against the Tyranids—when you retreat, say a word; when you use heavy weapons, also say a word." Luode said.

"Certainly, Your Excellency Great Demon King Luode, if there's nothing else, then I'll take my leave! At the Shield of Hell, there are still many urgent military matters I need to handle, forgive me for not being able to stay long." Blood Angels Captain Dante bowed to Luode and said.

Luode smiled and nodded, then waved his hand; a few Ork boys came over and escorted Blood Angels Captain Dante, along with several Space Marines restored by Luode, out, boarding their own small private spacecraft that they had flown in, and departed from Luode's war fortress.

After these people left, Luode had a few Ork boys take the remaining several Adeptus Mechanicus tech-priests and two communications personnel separately to two places to reside.

After all other outsiders had departed, the Ork war bosses in the great hall began to cheer.

"Great Demon King! Great Demon King!"

"No, we should call you Ork Emperor! Ork Emperor!" an Ork war boss immediately corrected himself.

Just now Luode said his strength is absolutely not inferior to the human Emperor's; thus, Luode can also become their Ork Emperor.

Leading their Ork race, launching a great WAAAGH! across the entire galaxy! "Ork Emperor! Ork Emperor!" a large group of war bosses immediately began to cheer.

This battle has completely established their own confidence; this martial aura and warrior skills they certainly can use.

And some upgraded skills, such as Blade Storm, such as Shockwave, such as Dragon's Roar, such as Heavenly Descent—these war bosses can indeed use them.

Their combat power far surpasses that of these Ork boys, and their terrifyingly huge physiques also use—endurance potions, recovery ability far stronger than these Ork boys.

More importantly, these Ork boys, after birth, only need two months of study to master aura and some basic warrior skills; and these Ork boys now appear fully capable of matching ordinary Space Marines, even some veteran Star-ranked Space Marines, and they don't even need particularly good power armor or melee weapons.

Just ordinary Ork boy equipment is enough to chop down Space Marines, and as time passes, their mastery of fury becomes deeper, plus the Ork race's own growth.

These Ork boys surpass Space Marines, and even facing many enemies is no problem.

Human Space Marines have numbers, and training one is extremely difficult, whereas their Ork boys only need a few months to be trained up—the gap between the two is not ordinary.

"Hahaha! Follow me well, your benefits will not be few. Now lead your respective armies to garrison the satellites of the Gate of Hell, and all planetary front lines to deal with these bugs!

Let us give them an unforgettable WAAAGH!!!" Luode said.

"We obey your command, great Ork Emperor."

"We follow your orders, great Ork Emperor."

"When you depart, bring a few psychic boys; if there is any danger, I will let these psychic boys build a passage, then teleport you all back to the mother ship." Luode said.

A host of Ork war bosses nodded, then took their subordinate war leaders, Ork big bosses, aboard various kinds of ancient giant spacecraft, and proceeded to the designated battlefield.

All the beastmen were excited, this was the great war they had long awaited, just looking at the number of these bugs was satisfying, this time they would definitely be able to fight to their heart's content.

The human side also received orders from their own commander, the beastmen would participate in this war together with them, which left many New Border troops, as well as the Imperial Navy, and even some local planetary defense forces quite puzzled.

However, the political commissars of each legion, these people from the Imperial Loyal Succession Academy, quickly suppressed all dissenting voices, everything was for the Empire, everything was for humanity's victory.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and the beastmen's army had already formed a steel defense line together with the human legions.

Because of considering the contradictions between the two races, Luode did not let the beastmen army stay in the human trenches, but instead, after separating the two sides by a distance, the beastmen built their own defense line.

Each side fought on their own! They were the kind that did not interfere with each other.

At this moment, in the command room of the Shield of the Underworld, the electronic eye of the previous Machine Cult tech-priest kept flashing, holding a report, even his modified mechanical body trembled slightly, he could not believe the data above.

"How is the situation? Tech-priest, are my few warriors alright, can they still join the battle as Space Marines?" Dante, the commander of the Blood Angels Legion, asked anxiously.

Since returning from the beastmen's war planet that day, Dante, the commander of the Blood Angels Legion, had sent the four Space Marine veterans treated by Luode to the machine tech-priest.

To have the machine tech-priest give them a thorough check-up, these four people seemed fine, but all traces of their modification surgeries had almost completely disappeared, so Dante was worried about them.

"To be frank, their condition is very strange! They possess all the abilities of previous Space Marines, but lack the weaknesses of previous Space Marines.

Even due to the stimulation of that special energy, their bodies have undergone some kind of mutation, their physiques have become somewhat stronger, and their strength is actually even greater.

Speaking of overall strength, their current state is superior to that of ordinary Space Marines, but not by too much.

How to put it! This special technology reminds me of a group of quite special fellows, this seems to be a kind of gene alchemy technology." The tech-priest said, stroking his chin.

After hearing that his subordinates were fine, Dante, the commander of the Blood Angels Legion, breathed a sigh of relief, these excellent veterans could still continue to be active on the battlefield as warriors.

However, the tech-priest's following words plunged him into deep thought, their method of modification made him feel somewhat familiar, gene alchemy enhancement technology.

"This, this is not the technology specially equipped for the Emperor's own Imperial Guard, is it? Different from the genetic modification surgery of these Space Marines."

The cultivation method of the Imperial Guard is an extremely ancient biological alchemy technology, this is a genetic modification technology mastered by the Emperor himself, only used when cultivating the Imperial Guard.

The combat power of the Imperial Guard far surpasses that of Space Marines, whether it is strength, speed, or explosive power, or endurance.

One Imperial Guard can easily thrash a group of Space Marines, even before the Space Marines have time to react, the Imperial Guard can slay the Space Marines.

The height of each Imperial Guard is about 3.5 meters, they wear golden specially made Terminator armor, wield power lances, their combat power can be said to be unmatched in the world.

During the War of the Web, the combat power erupted by the Imperial Guard was far beyond what Space Marines could compare to.

It can be said that Space Marines are merely a group of troops that the Empire can mass-produce anytime and anywhere, but the Imperial Guard are different, each Imperial Guard's enhancement is privately customized from infancy.

They are true monsters created through biological gene alchemy, not through some gene surgery organ transplants.

The Empire is not incapable of producing more Space Marines, but it is currently unnecessary, however, only during the Horus Heresy period did the Imperial Guard's numbers drop to the thousand level, after experiencing ten thousand years, they have recovered to the level of the Ten Thousand Man Legion.

The lifespan of the Imperial Guard is also far superior to that of Space Marines, the theoretical lifespan of Space Marines is over 1000 years, even up to 2000 years or more, for example, I have already lived over 1600 years this year.

But the exact lifespan of the Imperial Guard, no one knows, it is even said that some Imperial Guards have lived from the Great Crusade era until now.

This is the Empire's most core secret, those Imperial Guards cultivated have not left the Imperial Palace on Terra for 10,000 years. (Here it is explained that the Imperial Guard can still be created by the Empire now, only the numbers are few.) "You, you mean, this this is not a genetic modification surgery! This is a technology that can cultivate Imperial Guards! Could it be that these Space Marines under my command, they can reach the level of Imperial Guards in the future?" Dante, the commander of the Blood Angels Legion, exclaimed in shock.

"No no! If continuous use of this special technology for strengthening and modification is carried out, then theoretically, as long as there is enough time, they can grow to the level of Imperial Guards.

But the problem is, that beastman demon king will not give our Space Marines the use of this special power, to transform them into warriors comparable to Imperial Guards." The high tech-priest of the Machine Cult said.

These four Space Marines, after receiving that special energy, were merely strengthened somewhat, if this special life energy is continuously used for enhancement.

Then theoretically, their bodies will continuously grow larger and stronger, matching the Imperial Guard is just a matter of time, however, how many times, exactly how long, he also does not know.

After all, this is the first time coming into contact with this special energy, it seems this matter must be reported to the Great Sage of the Machine Cult, Belisarius Cawl! Only an existence like the Great Sage who has mastered countless forbidden knowledge, perhaps can solve this problem! However, if a beastman demon king controls this level of power, if there is enough time, he can produce his own Imperial Guard legion.

And the Imperial Guard's Ten Thousand Man Legion of the human Empire, because of the High Lord's order, cannot leave the Imperial Palace, if these beastmen cultivate warriors comparable to Imperial Guards.

And if their numbers are formed! For the Empire, it would be an apocalyptic-level disaster, even threatening no less than the Tyranid swarm.

"In short, let's win this battle first! After winning this battle, we will come back to deal with the matter of this beastman demon king." Dante sighed and said.

Could it be that the other side is truly a powerhouse of the level of the human Emperor? Is the kind of beastman brat they cultivated a prototype Imperial Guard?

These beastman brats possess extremely terrifying defensive power, and also possess strong self-healing ability, even capable of regenerating severed limbs.

The more Dante thought about it, the more he felt this was possible, a beastman-trained Imperial Guard unit, just thinking about it is terrifying! (End of chapter)