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Dark Disciple(科幻战争)-第48部分

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off the ground and slamming it back against the far wall。
“Tell me you are the one I seek; and you shall live to draw another breath;” said Marduk。
The figure’s legs kicked uselessly in the air; and Marduk peered closely into its round; hairless
face。 Neural implants bedecked its bald head like feral ornamentation; and a fist…sized; cog…shaped
badge of the Adeptus Mechanicus was fused to its forehead; puckering the skin。
The figure struggled to draw breath。
“Speak;” commanded Marduk。 “What is your name; dog?”
“Daenae;” came the gasped reply。
Marduk grinned within his skull…faced helmet。 The figure’s kohl rimmed eyes bulged; and
feminine lips grimaced beneath his torturous grip。 Marduk released his crushing hold; and the
explorator crumpled to the floor at his feet。
“I do not know who you seek;” gasped the woman; her voice hoarse; “but my name is Daenae;
Explorator First Class Daenae of the Adeptus Mechanicus; and you are a traitor of the Imperium。”
“You have no idea how pleased I am to have found you; woman;” said Marduk。
Explorator Daenae was of stocky build and considerable girth。 Her waist was thick and strong; and
her bosom heavy。 Even had Marduk been more familiar with mortals; or cared; he would have been
unable to gauge her age; for she had been extensively altered by juvenat surgery; one of the only
vanities in which she indulged。
Her body was not augmented to nearly the degree of Darioq’s; and what augmentation she had
was relatively subtle。 Both arms had been enhanced with mechanical bionics; though they had been
fashioned such that their mechanised nature was not initially obvious; and she bore a slim…line
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power…source on her back that was a fraction of the size and weight of the immense generator that
Darioq required to power his servo…harness and largely mechanised frame。
Power couplings linked her backpack to her bulky forearm bracers; within which were stored her
tools。 Neural implants allowed her to access these tools with a thought; extending lascutters; dataspikes
or power drills behind her fist as required。
Her eyes opened wide as the bulky form of Darioq…Grendh’al entered the room。
“Darioq?” she whispered hoarsely。 “By the blessings of the Omnissiah; is that you?”
“Darioq is still here;” said the magos; and Marduk smiled to see the explorator recoil from the
voice; interlaced with the voice of the daemon Grendh’al。
“He is pleased to see you; Explorator First Class Daenae;” continued Darioq…Grendh’al;
“originally of the Konor Adeptus Mechanicus research world of UL01。02; assigned to cl4。8。87。i;
Perdus Skylla; for recon/salvage of the Dvorak…class interstellar freighter Flames of Perdition;
which reappeared within Segmentum Tempestus in 942。M41 and crashed onto the surface of
cl4。8。87。i; Perdus Skylla; in 944。M41 after being missing presumed lost in warp storm anomaly
xi。024。396 in 432。M35。”
“What have they done to you?” asked the explorator in revulsion。
“Enough;” interjected Marduk。 “I have it on the authority of the magos that you are in
possession of knowledge that I would own。”
“What?” asked the explorator。 “Me? You think I have knowledge that great Darioq; my master;
does not possess? Surely you are mistaken。”
Her voice fairly dripped with scorn。
“The knowledge I seek is in regard to a xenos artefact; an artefact taken from the necrontyr。”
“I know nothing about any xenos tech;” said the explorator emphatically。 “Nothing。”
Marduk glowered at her; and then looked up at Darioq…Grendh’al。
“A direct answer; magos;” said the First Acolyte; empowering his voice with command。 “Does
she have the key to unlock the device?
“She does;” said Darioq…Grendh’al。
“What?” asked the explorator。 “I don’t know anything! He lies!”
“He cannot lie; not to me;” said Marduk。 “You are coming with us。 Your secrets will be
revealed。 My chirurgeons can be very convincing when I need them to be。”
“I do not lie! I know nothing!” said the explorator fiercely as Marduk yanked her to her feet。
“We have to move;” said Kol Badar from the doorway。
“You are certain that she has what we need?” hissed Marduk to Darioq; shaking the explorator
like a rag doll。 “I sense no lie in her words。”
“I am not lying;” said the explorator emphatically。
“Quiet;” said Marduk; twisting her arm sharply; snapping the bone。
“I am certain;” said Darioq…Grendh’al; “but she speaks the truth。”
“You dare speak in riddles to me; magos?” growled Marduk。
“Explorator Daenae speaks the truth because she does not know that the knowledge is locked
within her brain unit。 Magos Darioq implanted it within her sub…dermal cortex without her
knowledge; for safe…keeping; before he ejected her from his service; and we do not need to take her
with us to extract it。”
Marduk’s scowl changed to a smile。
“Ah; Darioq…Grendh’al;” he said; “I think I might be starting to like you。”
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The body of Explorator Daenae lay face down on the floor; in a pool of tepid blood。 The top half of
her head had been removed and cast aside and her skull cavity was empty。
“You are done?” asked Marduk impatiently。
Darioq…Grendh’al sealed the bell jar; which now held the explorator’s brain; joining the others
that emerged from the back of his hunched; perverted body。 Viscous; purple…hued liquid filled the
receptacle; and dozens of needle…like proboscis connectors pierced the brain。
“One moment; while the neural pathways connect;” said Darioq…Grendh’al。 The gently waving
mechadendrite tentacles attached to the corrupted magos’s spine quivered; and the magos’s head
twitched to one side。 Darioq…Grendh’al uttered a low; mechanical groan; and a shiver ran along what
flesh remained of his once…human body as the explorator’s brain connected。
A veritable tidal wave of information flooded through Darioq’s consciousness as the neural
connections fired。
Memories; emotions and thoughts that were not his own flickered through his consciousness。
Neural pathways in the explorator’s brain that had been dead for almost forty seconds during the
transplant reconnected; and Darioq…Grendh’al plumbed their depths; driving towards the secrets that
he had locked there decades earlier。 Daemonic tendrils burrowed through the brain; re…forging the
severed brainstem; and the knowledge was released in a wave of data。
Eight hundred years of knowledge deemed unfit for study by the High…Magi of the Cult
Mechanicus: necrontyr; hrudd; eldar; borrlean。 Knowledge of xenos tech that had been lost for eight
hundred years was recovered in an instant。
Unannounced; a yearning dredged from the locked away depths of his brain…core resurfaced;
dragged from beyond self…imposed restraints: a yearning; a thirst; a need for knowledge; a yearning
that had long been restrained; castigated and repressed within the constrictive bounds of the Adeptus
Mechanicus。
The quest for knowledge and understanding would begin afresh; this time with willing;
supportive patrons that would not tether him/them with rules; regulations; outdated morals and
archaic beliefs。
“It is done;” said Darioq…Grendh’al。
“Good。 You have what you need to continue your study of the Nexus Arrangement?” asked
Marduk hungrily。
“It has all become clear to us;” agreed Darioq…Grendh’al。 “We have what is needed to unlock the
xenos tech device。”
“Then let us get the hell off this damnable moon;” said Marduk。
Kol Badar took point; leading the bloodied warriors through the labyrinthine corridors of the Flames
of Perdition towards their submersibles。 The Word Bearers moved swiftly; not wishing to linger
within the xenos…haunted wreck any longer than necessary。
Distant daemonic roars filtered through the darkened hallways as the bloodletters continued their
frenzied rampage。 Such summoned daemons had only a finite existence in the material plane。 If
their physical bodies were not killed; they might last a day before their substance unravelled。 They
were tools for the First Acolyte to use and discard as he saw fit; and they had served their purpose。
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Twice; the Word Bearers were ambushed en route; genestealers launching blinding attacks that
saw two more warriors inj
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