At the Institute of Biogenetic Engineering, the test grounds were lined with nearly a hundred Space Marines from the Void Angels and War Angels Chapters, waiting silently for the arrival of their Savior.
These warriors, their short hair slicked back and upper bodies bare, stood as towering figures with rippling, defined muscles. Their bodies and skulls were marked with nurous specialized insertion points—critical interfaces for their power armor.
"Savior!"
As Eden entered, the warriors imdiately dropped to one knee, their hands placed over their hearts, pledging their unwavering loyalty to their great Savior and genetic progenitor.
"Rise, my warriors..."
Eden gestured lightly, signaling them to stand.
Walking along the rows, Eden inspected his creations—the sons of his genetic lineage.
The Void Tribe warriors exhibited unique physiques, taller and more robust than the norm.
The Void Angels, modified from these exceptional carriers, stood at an impressive 2.5 ters on average. anwhile, the War Angels averaged around 2.3 ters.
Duke and Plu, the two Chapter Masters, were nearly indistinguishable in height after receiving Eden's blessing—Duke asured 2.7 ters, while Plu reached 2.6 ters.
Satisfied with his inspection, Eden nodded and approached Moss, who stood nearby with his chanical arm gripping a data slate, analyzing and organizing test results.
"How are the warriors? Have there been any significant changes following their modifications?" Eden inquired.
The genetic seeds Eden had designed were relatively ordinary—stable but without any extraordinary traits. He didn't expect much, but he couldn't help holding onto a sliver of hope for a miracle.
Moss, ever ticulous, continued multitasking while responding, "Savior, after completing the surgeries, a small subset of the genetic seeds underwent positive mutations."
Eden's eyes glead with anticipation, waiting for Moss to elaborate.
"For the Void Angels, their strength and regenerative capabilities have exceeded expectations. Their muscle augntation organs, Larraman organs, and pigntation control nodules have undergone distinct evolutionary advancents. They exhibit heightened resistance to radiation, Chaos corruption, and Warp taint. Under extre conditions, their bodies secrete enhanced hormones, boosting their combat performance dramatically..."
To demonstrate, Moss gestured to the researchers at the far end of the test grounds.
A sealed chamber opened, releasing a nearly 2-ter-tall Chaos creature, oozing with corrosive sli that radiated palpable contamination.
Roar!
The beast charged toward the group, but the warriors stood unwavering, their gazes steady.
As the creature neared, Duke stepped forward from the Void Angels' formation, confronting the abomination barehanded.
Boom!
With a single, earth-shattering punch, Duke sent the monster hurtling into a wall, shattering half its skeleton.
The blow only enraged the beast further, but before it could react, Duke closed in, engaging it in brutal lee combat. Flesh and ichor flew as Chaos-corrupted fluids splattered across Duke's body.
Under Eden's watchful eye, Duke's physique visibly swelled in response to the tainted fluids, his eyes glowing with a feral crimson light as he grew even more berserk.
"For the Heavenly Paradise!" Duke roared, tearing into the Chaos creature with savage ferocity until it was reduced to a lifeless husk.
After discarding the mangled remains, Duke returned to Eden, kneeling before him.
By the ti he reached Eden, his specialized sweat glands had activated, expelling the pollutants mixed with his sweat and leaving his body nearly free of contamination.
"Incredible!" Eden couldn't hide his excitent.
The Void Tribe warriors had adapted to life aboard Warp-infested void ships, constantly exposed to radiation and Chaos corruption. Their natural resilience had been amplified by their modifications, granting them unmatched combat efficacy in hostile environnts.
While most warriors would falter under such conditions, the Void Angels grew stronger—a truly extraordinary genetic trait.
War Angels' Unique Power
Eden eagerly turned to Moss. "What about the War Angels? Any notable changes?"
Moss explained that so War Angels had developed psionic abilities after their modifications, enabling them to wield psychic powers freely.
To demonstrate, Plu stepped forward from the War Angels' formation and entered the test arena.
The sealed chamber's doors opened again, releasing a pack of Chaos hounds—small but incredibly fast and cunning, adept at coordinated attacks.
The pack of roughly a dozen creatures imdiately surrounded Plu, growling and drooling, their predatory instincts sharp.
But Plu was unfazed. With a smirk, he beckoned to them. "Co on, you tasty little beasts. I've been waiting for this!"
Unlike Duke's stoic deanor, Plu had a cocky, boisterous personality shaped by years among rowdy veterans and the influence of the Arri tribe. His words were laced with playful taunts.
As the Chaos hounds lunged, Plu's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, and a massive psychic field erupted around him, sending the creatures flying.
His psychic energy, enhanced by both modifications and Eden's blessing, far surpassed that of ordinary psykers.
With a casual wave of his hand, arcs of blue lightning crackled and spread across the arena, striking down the Chaos hounds with pinpoint accuracy.
Within seconds, the creatures were reduced to smoldering husks.
"Not bad, this kid takes after !" Eden chuckled, impressed by Plu's performance.
As the demonstration concluded, Plu didn't imdiately return. Instead, researchers brought out a chanical apparatus and set it before him, along with dozens of vials filled with various colored liquids.
Nearby, the researchers piled the remains of the Chaos hounds, and Plu nonchalantly dragged over the larger Chaos creature's corpse, tossing it onto the ground.
Eden watched the scene unfold with growing curiosity.
"What's this for?" he asked.
Moss, his tone tinged with astonishnt, replied, "This is to test Plu's most unique trait—one that stands out among all the modified warriors..."
A special trait? Eden decided to let the demonstration speak for itself.
He studied the apparatus more closely and realized it bore an uncanny resemblance to... a stove?
No way...
(End of Chapter)
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