Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 421 Two Geniuses
Taylor would not gamble or do anything rash, and the same would be true in war.

During the more than two months that Kaul was busy tinkering with the green leather behind closed doors, Taylor was not idle either.

Now the shadow of the Zerg is receding, and although the shadow of the Great Devourer is still terrifying, Taylor has also begun to try to communicate with other areas.

To be precise, whether it is the Empire or the Greenskins, Taylor now needs allies.

At the beginning, he did get information from the empire, but now the empire is once again caught in a struggle between the left and the right.

An Inquisitor has requested the gathering of vast resources to construct a sector-scale defense force around Octarius.

In other words, I was frightened by the vibrant appearance of this place and was ready to stack armor.

Although he hated to admit it, Taylor would have done the same thing in the same situation.

Especially the situation here is really a bit exaggerated. The bites of the Behemoth swarm and the hairy beast are so exaggerated that it is almost bloody.

The Empire's war machine can defeat any war behemoth at a huge cost, but it cannot withstand the simultaneous attack of the Greenskins and the Zerg.

But whether the beast triumphs or the swarm is sated, in the end the Empire will have to face a nearly unbeatable beast.

Guilliman's original idea was probably to let Taylor strike a balance. If the Zerg became strong, he would deal with the Orcs, and if the Orcs became strong, he would deal with the Zerg swarm.

But now it seems that he has become the leader of the orcs...

The Empire is building a wall to defend against him?

This feeling is really hard for Taylor to describe...

But what he is doing now is indeed helping the greenskins build a stable, long-term group that is different from other tribal forms.

It is undoubtedly a huge threat to humans. Even if Taylor is willing to let the orcs assist the empire, the radicals within the empire will not agree to cooperate with the aliens, and may even label Taylor a heretic.

After all, there are only a few smart people like Cawl who can put aside all kinds of grudges and deep-rooted hostility and focus on resisting the great enemy of Chaos.

Taylor had to give up asking the empire for support and instead look for allies in his personal capacity.

He prayed for a response from other greenskin tribes or races like the Tau, but the reality was that the sector had been nearly completely devoured by the Zerg.

Coupled with their strong subspace shadow, all star language is as vague as a small boat in the waves. Even if it can send out countless messages a day, it can only ensure that very little information is received.

Among them, Fabius Bayer was one of the few fleets that responded to him and was capable of providing support.

This is also the core reason why Taylor is certain that the Zerg will be defeated. If the ground troops cannot hold on, this Chaos Space Marine will take the initiative to lead the troops and use his unique insecticide to extinguish the Zerg.

Taylor didn't take the initiative to let him take action because he was afraid that the insects would break down the toxins, turning the most important killer weapon into a meaningless joke.

After all, even the toxin brewed by the kind father is just a cold to the insect swarm.

It doesn't even affect combat effectiveness. Once one batch is poisoned to death, the next batch will be able to resist it.

Although Fabius was confident about this, and even believed that the Zerg would not be able to break his toxin, Taylor was reluctant.

And now the large banquet here can be regarded as a welcome party for old friends.

It's just that Kaul was a little reluctant.

First of all, he and Fabius were both geniuses. Secondly, the principle of literary people looking down on each other also applies to researchers.

The most important thing is that Fabius can come down normally, but Belisarius Kaul will be shot down by anti-aircraft guns?
The Great Sage usually doesn't express his anger, but when he encounters something he cares about, the humanity that still exists in the Mechanical Sage will make him lose control a little.

Cawl was now full of rage. "Isn't this the Gene Master, Fabius Bile?" "I thought the galaxy was going to lose a genius."

"Or a madman who plays with genes?"

Fabius Bile replied. "There's a fine line between genius and madness, but if you ask me, your modifications, especially those on the greenskins, are rather crude."

"If, I say if."

"If Taylor had found me instead, those bugs wouldn't have been able to airdrop into the ground."

"According to my idea, I can activate the hormone glands of the greenskins, making them grow rapidly and have exaggerated strength."

"I can activate all the power within their bodies, the power buried deepest in their genetic code, the power from the ancient green-skin race."

"They've traveled all over the galaxy, and all you do is modify their heads and gloat over it?"

Cawl said, "All 36558 genes relate to the essence of the Greenskin race, the greatest creation in the galaxy and the last legacy of an ancient race."

"You attempt to alter one of the most perfect creations, ignoring their normal evolution for survival. This is tantamount to violating the very laws of this galaxy."

"As if you were a traitor."

At this point, the smell of gunpowder was almost overflowing.

Fabius stopped cutting the meat and said dissatisfiedly, "I wanted to try the feast that my good friend's chef carefully prepared for me."

"I have prepared a tongue that can taste dozens of flavors, not just sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, but also five indescribable touches."

"But now I have no appetite."

"Because a smug egomaniac is giving me a lecture about loyalty."

"What's the difference between the Empire and Chaos today?"

"And I don't like Chaos or the Empire. I only act for knowledge."

"Those Primaris Marines you have are nothing but ridiculous puppets, if you ask me."

"True perfection must be my work!"

Cawl said angrily. "I have remade the Emperor's most perfect creation. This time, the Space Marines haven't lost any organs. Instead, they've become even more perfect!"

"This is a miracle in the history of human civilization!"

Now Fabius smiled and said, "You obviously haven't realized what my work is like."

Taylor said immediately. "Byer, are you sure you should let the Sage see those things?"

Taylor knew almost instantly what he was going to show, or rather, what.

Fabius did not really look down on the Primaris Space Marines. On the contrary, he was jealous of Cawl's achievements in this field, and his works were known throughout the galaxy.

He wasn't sure if he could be as successful as Kaul, but he knew for sure.

He has a work that will definitely make Belisarius Kaur, the proud genius, bow his head!
Those are his perfect sons, those impeccable people!
His children...

(End of this chapter)