Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

There may even be evil spirits in the Warp, born from the hands of the Primarch.

She didn't say this.

Alma's gaze gently fell on the two Primarchs busy in their respective laboratories, and his tone was filled with curiosity and expectation. "Each of them has such unique talents. Perhaps they will create some life forms that we have never seen before and are beyond our imagination."

"If they continue to delve into genetics, they will definitely surpass me." Alma's words revealed his trust and expectations for the Primarch.

"As for whether their talents will surpass yours, I think it's hard to say. After all, the road of science is always full of unknowns and miracles, and everyone has the potential to become the next person to lead the era." Xi's words were full of a negative attitude towards the original question.

"No, they will definitely surpass me."

"No one can surpass you because they were born from your hands." Xi's words were full of affirmation of Alma.

Alma did not refute this time.

In the original bodies' respective genetic laboratories, everything was carefully configured and installed, as if every detail contained the mystery and possibility of life.

They each devoted themselves fully to this great creation, incorporating the wisdom and skills of Alma, the great genetic scholar, into their own practice bit by bit.

In just a few days of Alma's teaching, they demonstrated amazing learning ability and creativity.

Not only did they quickly master most of her skills, but they were also able to draw inferences from her experiences and flexibly apply what they learned to the creation of new life forms.

In the eyes of their two mothers, new life forms gradually took shape under their skillful hands. Some of them had unique appearances, and some possessed extraordinary abilities. Each one seemed to be a miracle bestowed by nature.

The Primarchs were full of love and anticipation for their creations. They believed that the new life forms would be admired and evaluated by their mothers, and they were very happy. The Primarchs were not afraid of competing with their blood relatives, and they were even more looking forward to the competition.

Alma watched their growth and progress, her heart filled with satisfaction and pride. These Primarchs had the potential to surpass her.

But then I thought of what the King had just said, "They will never surpass you." The acknowledgement from the King made me even happier.

The original biological work has been released.

Aurora, the second Primarch, with her extraordinary creativity and exquisite craftsmanship, cleverly combined the steadiness of a camel's head, the alertness of rabbit's eyes, the shimmering of fish scales, the elegance of deer antlers, the flexibility of a snake's body, the sharpness of eagle's claws, the stability of an ox's ears and the power of a tiger's paws, creating a vivid and lifelike dragon.

This dragon is not only lifelike in shape, but also embodies the mystery and power of nature, as if it can take off and soar into the sky at any time.

This is what she saw in her mother's portrait, and she always remembered it.

Finally made it today.

The works of the eleventh Primarch, Leila, present a completely different style.

The alien creatures she created did not show beauty in the traditional sense, and even looked ugly and weird, and were hostile to humans.

However, it is such a seemingly inconspicuous creature that possesses an unexpected characteristic - its saliva is extremely pure, as pure as its hunting instinct.

Its saliva is pure water.

Although its strength may not be outstanding, and it may even be difficult to compete with the mutants in the Bottom Nest, its purity and uniqueness are enough to make it stand out.

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Chapter 36: Water Purification Beast

The two Primarchs finally completed their genetic experiments. They took off their gloves, which were sweaty from working for a long time, threw them aside, and quickly put on new gloves.

At this moment, their eyes are full of anticipation, just like children eagerly waiting for evaluation and praise from their mothers and teachers.

Their eyes were fixed on Alma, the great genetic scholar who was both their mother and their teacher.

Alma looked at their expectant eyes and felt a warm feeling in her heart. She really treated these children as her own.

Alma walked over to them with a smile and carefully examined the genetic experiments they had completed.

She discovered that the two children not only mastered her skills, but also innovated on them, creating some unique life forms she had never seen before.

These two life forms possess extraordinary abilities and potential.

"Beautiful!" Alma exclaimed sincerely. "Not only have you learned my skills, but you've also been able to apply them to other situations and create such unique life forms. I'm so proud of you!"

Hearing Alma's praise, the two Primarchs smiled brightly. They looked at each other, their eyes gleaming even brighter.

Looking at the mother.

"Alma, perhaps you're being a little too hasty. Praising them before they've fully understood the uniqueness of their creations and the creativity and effort behind them will make them feel their efforts are being recognized too readily, neglecting opportunities for self-reflection and further improvement."

"We should first give them ample space to proudly showcase and introduce their work. This will not only allow us to have a more comprehensive understanding of their achievements, but also allow them to gain a greater sense of accomplishment and self-confidence in the process of sharing."

"Oh, you're right. I was too impatient." Alma patted his forehead, gave an apologetic smile, and looked at the Primarchs with a look of encouragement. "I should have listened to their introduction to the genetic life forms they created before giving any comments."

"I'll go first." Aurora excitedly took the lead and prepared to introduce her work in detail to her mother and teacher.

"This genetic organism is based on..." She began expectantly, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by her mother Xi's gentle but slightly teasing voice.

"Needless to say, you must have seen the dragon liver and phoenix marrow in those vernacular novels I kept in the palace library, and you became greedy and wanted to make dragon food, right? The next step is probably to make a phoenix, right?" There was a hint of smile in Xi's words, but it also made Aurora feel a little ashamed.

Aurora's cheeks flushed slightly. She hadn't expected her mother to see through her thoughts so easily. She felt a little embarrassed to be exposed in front of her sister and teacher, but at the same time, she felt a sense of intimacy and warmth. After all, this was her mother's attention and understanding of her interests and thoughts.

"Yes... Mother," Aurora admitted, but then added, "But I don't just want to replicate the descriptions in novels. I want to combine those fantasy elements with science to create a completely new and unique life form. It may have the majesty and power of a dragon, but it will also have its own unique way of survival and meaning."

To put it simply: I don’t know either. It may be a dragon, it may not be a dragon. It may have the habits of a dragon, it may not.

Xi looked at her daughter's eyes. She had already seen the scene of her daughter in the laboratory. It looked like a kitchen!

She gave the giant snake deer antlers, fish scales, cow ears, eagle claws, tiger paws...

This kid's psychic power is too strong. "As long as I think it, it will happen." He doesn't even think it's the power of the subspace. It's really unreasonable.

"Very good - Moon Chair II (I) Noon Abandoned Research/翏鏾陾, Aurora," Alma encouraged. "Your work is very creative and challenging. The path of scientific exploration requires constant experimentation and innovation."

Next it was Vera's turn to present her work.

She walked over to her creation and said with a clear gaze, "The main reason I created this genetic creature is because I realized that people on many planets in our empire are facing severe water shortages."

"Therefore, I hope to provide them with a new and sustainable water resource solution through my research."

She paused for a moment, as if she was thinking about something.

Her work has real value.

"This genetically modified creature may look a little ugly, even alien. But its saliva is pure, flawless drinking water. As long as this alien survives, it will continue to produce pure water to meet people's drinking water needs. Moreover, we can further expand the supply of water resources by breeding and selling these aliens."

Vera's words seemed filled with passion and determination to solve the water shortage problem. She continued, "This alien's strength may not even be as strong as that of the mutants of the Underworld, but this also greatly increases its safety. We don't need to worry about it posing a threat to humanity. Instead, we can fully utilize its special abilities to bring benefits to human society."

She created this work with a deeper desire. She had a premonition that she might be granted a fiefdom or sent to a certain galaxy in the empire by the Emperor or her mother in the future. She wanted to use this work to exchange for a position where she could stay with her mother for a long time. This was a good opportunity.

I looked at Aurora and realized that it wouldn't be possible now. I had to find my mother in private.

Alma listened to Vera's introduction with admiration. She knew that Vera not only possessed outstanding scientific research capabilities, but also had a heart that cared deeply about the empire and the people.

The genetic organisms she created, although seemingly insignificant, actually contain enormous value.

"Vera, your work is outstanding," Alma praised sincerely. "You not only focus on scientific exploration itself, but also integrate science with social issues, using the power of technology to solve practical problems. This is an extremely rare quality, and it will also be the source of motivation for your future scientific advancement. You will definitely go further than I have in the future."

Xi's eyes were filled with pride and relief. She gently stroked Vera's head as she squatted before her. "I'll order my servants to carefully breed these genetic organisms capable of producing pure water. You've done an excellent job, Vera. I'm proud of you, my child."

Xi then turned her gaze to Aurora, her eyes also filled with admiration and love. "Of course, my Aurora, you are just as outstanding. Your creativity makes me proud of you. You are both my daughters and the most precious treasures in my life."

Treat all children equally, or at least give them the same treatment.

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Chapter 37 The Emperor's Great Crusade

In the endless abyss of the subspace, the battle among the evil gods has never stopped. It is a battle more brutal than that in the real universe.

The aftermath of the battle they unleashed swept across the boundaries of the real universe like a violent storm, causing earth-shaking destruction, dimming the stars, and shaking the dimensions.

Countless souls were easily manipulated by this torrent of power and became victims of their struggle.

In the eyes of those evil gods, everything in the universe is just a grand game, and the Primarchs are the precious chess pieces that can be carefully selected and placed on the game table.

The Primarchs will be manipulated at will by them, infecting the rules and order of the real universe, and driving the Primarchs to become slaves of their will, as if they were bridges extending their tentacles in the real universe.

In order to gain more fun and advantages in this game, the evil gods do not hesitate to divide their own power and strength and bestow them on new individuals or those devout believers.

These beings endowed with power become their agents in the warp or the real universe, carrying out their will and spreading their beliefs.

But in this game that seems to be dominated by evil gods, there are also countless variables hidden, just like the hidden levels or bosses in the game.

The Primarchs will not become complete puppets. They have firm inner strength and will. If anything is overruled by them, they will be useless.

And those believers who are given power will embark on a path that goes against the evil gods.

The Lord of Pleasure cried out in grief, the gaze in his purple pupils as deep as the abyss and full of greed as he stared at the White King and his daughter, as if he wanted to suck their souls into the endless darkness.

This gaze has lasted too long, but for those lives in the subspace that transcend time, such passage of time is meaningless, and the concept of space has long been disordered, leaving only endless struggle and chaos.

Until the Ruler, tired of His wanton gaze on her and her daughters, the tree dropped its silvery leaves, blocking the Lord of Pleasure's unbridled gaze.

But the Lord of Pleasure's six hundred and sixty-six forked tongues spoke of his sister's shyness, "Beauty should be appreciated."

He slowly peeled a silver leaf from his deep eyes. The leaf seemed to carry some mysterious magic, shimmering with a faint silver light.

Then, He gently placed the leaf under His pink nose and took a deep breath, as if He was enjoying the fragrance that remained on the leaf.

This fragrance seems to contain a unique charm, which is her smell, familiar and intoxicating.

In this silent space, the tree suddenly fell silent, its branches and leaves stopped swaying, as if even the wind had stopped. I haven't seen such a change in a long time.

However, the silence did not last long before it was broken by the blue bird's evil laughter.

The laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing in the space, carrying an indescribable provocation and ridicule.

The blue bird seemed to feel that this kind of liveliness was not enough, so it laughed even louder, and the laughter seemed to tear the entire space apart.

Its laughter attracted the attention of other gods in the subspace realm, and they all looked at it with curiosity and surprise.

And Tzeentch, the great god in the Warp, was also attracted by this sudden bustle.

In order to satisfy his curiosity and add some fun, the loving father actually intervened between the tree, the snake and the bird.

Khorne watched.

His appearance made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

The blue-feathered bird's evil laughter added fuel to the fire, and the pale flames on the tree seemed to be stimulated and burned even more vigorously.

And Tzeentch's evil laughter intertwined in the warp, forming a strange and harmonious melody.

Nurgle also laughed, a rare move, along with his mortal enemy.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the subspace became extremely tense, as if an earth-shattering battle would break out at any time.

Khorne, the great god of the Warp who takes pleasure in war and killing, is also ready to move at this moment, with desire and excitement for battle flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well that an earth-shattering fight or war was about to take place in this space, and he would never miss such a feast.

His figure appeared and disappeared in this space filled with gods, as if condensed from endless killing and blood. Every breath he took seemed to be accompanied by endless wailing and despair.

In His eyes, there are only battles and victories, only blood and glory.

And those demons and monsters from the subspace that were attracted here watched quietly, waiting for the exciting scene that might happen next.

Tzeentch, the great god of the Warp known for his changes and trickery, suddenly displayed his elusive power.

At the moment when the Blood God's body was about to descend here, and the extension of the Blood God's will was about to be released, Tzeentch destroyed all of this with lightning speed.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

The Blood God, the powerful being who took pleasure in killing and bloodshed, actually let out a fierce roar from his figure sitting on the brass throne in the Skull Realm.

The voice was filled with anger and unwillingness, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

The Blood God's roar echoed in the space, interweaving with Tzeentch's strange laughter, forming a heart-pounding melody.

The other demons and monsters in the subspace watched this sudden fight quietly, their hearts filled with curiosity and anticipation about what might happen next.

For Tzeentch, destroying extensions of the Blood God's will is simply a form of pleasure, a way to demonstrate his power.

He did not care about the Blood God's anger and unwillingness, because He knew that in this battle dominated by the evil gods, strength and trickery were the key to victory or defeat.

This conflict, sparked by Tzeentch, has undoubtedly plunged the entire Warp into turmoil. What happens next will be both exciting and unsettling.

Huge and full of prosperity, this tree with lush branches and leaves, which has witnessed the rise and fall of mankind, transformed into a figure, and her appearance made the Lady of Joy scream.

She was dressed in animal skins, holding two spears, and had the same figure as the Tongkuai.

The gods of the Warp know her name as "Xi".

No one would have thought that she could actually summon her past self and appear before them. It was too surprising, or perhaps she was too angry.

The power is too strong, like a Valkyrie.

She threw her spear at the Lord of Decay and the Lord of Pleasure.

When they were caught off guard, the spears pierced their bodies.