The Lion King's Dark Angels First Legion is even more formidable.

Using Forest Walk, he led the Resurrected Chapter to decapitate the command chains of four Chaos outposts behind enemy lines. Combined with the frontal advance of the White Tiger and Crimson Dragon Chapters, they conquered twenty-two planets in one fell swoop.

These two undercover generals have completely different fighting styles.

Dante was steady, taking it one step at a time, building an impenetrable defense line, ensuring that any planet he captured would never be reclaimed by a counterattack.

The Lion King is swift, his blade piercing straight to the vitals. He strikes and leaves, leaving the subsequent foundational sequence to take over and build.

A sword and a shield complement each other.

They only cared about killing the enemy, neglecting logistics, administration, infrastructure, and people's livelihood.

Every time a combat force conquers a planet, the Foundation Sequence takes over within 24 hours.

Dante had fought battles his whole life and had never felt so comfortable.

That was a satisfying battle!

They can just keep fighting without any worries.

In a recent communication, the Lion King told Lawson, "Your logistics system is superb. If Father saw this, he would be very satisfied."

This is the highest praise the Lion King could give.

Swarm intelligence aggregates global data.

To date, the total number of planets recaptured by the Dark Side of the Empire is about to exceed 100,000.

Based on the current pace of progress and resource consumption models, it is conservatively estimated that the reconquest of all 600,000 planets on the Empire's Dark Side can be completed within ten years.

Lawson was satisfied with the progress.

This is a reasonable time window.

Ten years from now, the Dark Side of the Empire will be a complete, efficient, and independent imperial entity, independent of Terra's administrative system.

But that was ten years later.

There is still an important thing to do.

The intelligence gathered from swarm intelligence was updated on the strategic projection screen in the command center.

The three infiltration teams of the Lurker Legion have been operating in the Rhea Starfield for five days.

Disguised as members of the Chaos Wanderers, they successfully approached the planet where the Bayer base, as marked by Karaden, was located.

A wasteland world labeled "GX-4107".

The location of the base has been confirmed.

We have obtained preliminary intelligence on the defense deployment.

More importantly, Bayer's own biosignals were captured by the infiltrator's gene-sniffing nodes.

He's on that planet.

…………

GX-4107.

The southern edge of the Empire's dark side, the border of the Rhea star system.

This wasteland planet has no official empire designation because it has never been part of the empire's administrative territory.

The surface is covered with rust-colored alkaline desert, and the atmosphere is filled with low concentrations of ammonia and sulfides.

But there is an underground facility 700 meters below the surface.

The architectural style of the facility is so eclectic that it would drive any engineer with an aesthetic sense to the brink of insanity.

There was no imperial double-headed eagle, no chaotic eight-pointed star, and no religious or factional symbols on the walls.

The letters and numbers were painted on the metal plate with white paint.

Purely functional identifier.

There is no religion here.

The core area of ​​the facility is a circular hall with a diameter of approximately sixty meters.

A huge device was placed in the hall.

The device's base is an Imperial standard medical-grade constant-temperature culture platform, but the original control panel has been removed and replaced with a biofeedback monitoring system designed by Bayer itself.

The platform is suspended above by a dense array of pipes, filters, and centrifuge chambers, resembling an upside-down tree made of metal and glass.

At the very top of this tree, held in place by six adamantite chains within a levitation field, is a horn.

A curved horn covered in wart-like protrusions, constantly oozing dark green mucus.

The surface of the horn has countless tiny pores that constantly secrete substances.

These substances are introduced into the filtration system below through conduits, and after layers of centrifugation and chemical extraction, they are finally separated into two streams of fluid, which are injected into two different containers.

The fluid in the container on the left is a pure, pale gold color.

The fluid in the container on the right is a turbid dark green, with tiny bubbles constantly rising to the surface.

This is the corner of plague abundance.

One of Nurgle's core artifacts.

In the doctrines of the Negle believers, it is the source of the Father's grace.

The substance gushing from this corner can infect the entire planet, causing the earth to rot and ferment, and making the ecosystem forever serve the filth in a cycle of destruction and rebirth.

Throughout the entire galaxy, only a handful of people dare to steal the Nurgle artifacts.

There was only one person who dared to steal it and then disassemble it for experiments.

Fabius Bayer held a syringe longer than his forearm—or rather, a modified gene sampling gun—and was drawing a pale golden fluid from a container on his left.

His appearance teeters on the edge of the definition of the word "human".

He is significantly taller than a standard Astartes.

The body outline looks human from a distance, but upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that every detail deviates from normal proportions.

The shoulders are too broad, the arms are too long, the fingers have extra joints, and the spine has a kind of inhuman elastic curve.

His facial features retained the symmetrical beauty characteristic of members of the Sons of the Emperor's Legion: high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, and a well-defined jawline.

But the texture of the skin was wrong; the skin was so smooth that it looked unnatural, like polished porcelain.

He was wearing a work uniform that he called "the surgeon's robe".

His robe pockets were stuffed with various syringes, sampling tubes, scalpels, and at least three bottles of chemical reagents whose ingredients only he knew.

A surgeon's staff was stuck diagonally behind his back.

It is both a weapon and a tool, with more than a dozen deadly biochemical toxins and corrosive solutions embedded in its shaft.

Bayer injected the extracted pale gold fluid into a biochemical analyzer.

A large amount of data began scrolling across the analyzer's screen: molecular structure maps, amino acid sequences, protein folding models, and cell viability indices.

He stared at the data for about thirty seconds.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Bayer muttered to himself, "This is absolute beauty!"

He picked up a pen and circled several data points on the analyzer's screen.

"This is a stem cell proliferation protocol. The underlying logic is completely consistent with the Imperial standard stem cell culture technology—cell division, differentiation, and proliferation follow the same set of biochemical laws. The difference lies in the energy source and efficiency. The Imperial's petri dishes require external energy supply, nutrient solution, growth factors, and time. This corner does not need to. It directly draws driving force from the energy pool in the subspace, skipping the energy conservation constraints of the physical universe and achieving theoretically unlimited proliferation."

"I love this damn warp artifact!"

He put down his pen, walked to the container on the left, and gently touched the pale golden liquid surface.

The fluid made a slight indentation at his fingertips before quickly returning to its original smoothness.

"What a wonderful thing."

"After peeling away that disgusting layer of subspace curse, what remains is the purest universal stem cell culture medium. It can proliferate infinitely, never run out, and requires no external input of raw materials. This is a super biotechnology, yet a group of religious fanatics have used it for millions of years without understanding its principles."

The reason Bayer risked stealing Nurgle's artifact was for its infinite multiplication and inexhaustible power.

This is very important to him.

His research into the dark side of the empire is now facing increasing resistance.

The main source of research material is the common people of the empire.

Since Lawson arrived, his sphere of influence in the shadows of the Empire has been steadily shrinking.

Because Lawson's territory is expanding.

Bayer knew how troublesome and terrifying this guy was.

Abaddon and Vashtor both suffered greatly at his hands, so he was even less inclined to provoke them.

He just wanted to quietly focus on his research.

In the past two years, his team has been walking on thin ice, constantly on edge, trying to capture civilians in the Empire for experiments.

Bayer had a strict order for his direct subordinates and all mercenaries.

That means never arresting civilians within Lawson's jurisdiction.

Any violations of the ban will result in the items being destroyed on the spot.

But research cannot stop just because of Lawson's expansion.

The Fertile Corner of Negligence is its alternative.

With this perpetual motion machine of stem cells that can proliferate indefinitely and never run out, his research can continue.

Bayer turned and walked back to the culture platform to check the data of the dark green fluid in the container on the right.

This is waste material from the filtration process, subspace decaying substances that have been stripped away.

In theory, it should be sealed or destroyed.

“Waste is the most intolerable behavior for scientists.”

"That old bastard Emperor is so wasteful when it comes to waste management. I'm different; I make the most of everything."

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