"Is this guy the knockoff that imitated us? He doesn't look like it."

Hong Suo glanced at the will warrior in front of him who was tied up and unable to move, his face full of suspicion.

Then, he slowly took out a peculiarly shaped electric saw-like scalpel from his waist, and the blade flashed a chilling cold light.

The leading Space Marine standing nearby nodded slightly, indicating his agreement: "Yes, that's the guy. There were more than twenty of them in total. After a fierce fight, we killed 15 of them, but 6 of them still escaped in the chaos. On our side, one of our legion brothers was targeted by the enemy and returned to the Golden Throne, and two other brothers were seriously injured."

As he spoke, he looked down at the shocking wound on his chest.

The originally strong armor had been shattered by the powerful electromagnetic cannon, revealing the bloody chest inside.

Fortunately, countless black nanorobots are gathering rapidly and busy repairing the damaged parts.

Hong Suo stared at the warrior of will on the operating table and nodded thoughtfully: "Well, this guy is indeed a little different. I will report the relevant situation in detail to the primarch later."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grasped the handle of the chainsaw with both hands and stabbed the warrior of will in the chest without hesitation!

In an instant, a shrill scream resounded throughout the room: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The warrior of will was obviously suffering from great pain. His body trembled violently involuntarily and he let out bursts of cruel roars.

"Pay attention. This biological weapon is not equipped with an effective pain protection device, which means it has a clear sense of pain. In this case, if you need to obtain important intelligence, you can consider using special means to interrogate it."

While Hong Suo was calmly analyzing the situation, he increased the strength of his hands, and the chainsaw in his hand penetrated deeper and deeper into the chest of the warrior of will.

As the horrifying screams became more shrill and louder, the warrior of will let out a heart-wrenching cry at the top of his lungs.

Hong Suo stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and accurately and coldly removed a bright red, still slightly beating organ from his body.

"Well, this guy's internal organs are pretty good. The bio-modification surgery he underwent is quite similar to ours, but it's really too crude and simple." Hong Suo muttered nonchalantly, and then threw the organ in his hand into a bottle full of chemicals placed beside him as if it were garbage.

With a muffled "gulp" sound, the organ quickly sank into the turbid liquid.

At this moment, even though this warrior of will was on the verge of death, he still had a faint breath of life.

It turned out that it was the special medicine specially prepared by Hong Suo that forcibly maintained his last breath of life.

However, even so, the excruciating pain that came from every inch of skin and every nerve in his body still came to him like a tide, mercilessly devouring his remaining consciousness.

"Don't be so nervous, everything will be over soon..."

Hong Suo gently stroked the ripped, horrible body in front of him, as if he was comforting a frightened animal.

Then, without hesitation, he raised the gleaming scalpel again and aimed steadily at the bloody head of the warrior of will.

The extremely sharp scalpel drew a cold arc in the air, and then landed accurately on the forehead of the warrior who was known to have a will of steel.

With a slight cutting sound, a thin red line slowly appeared on his forehead.

Then the scalpel continued to go deeper and easily cut through the hard skull.

In an instant, white brain matter flowed out from the head that had a corner lifted up like a flood.

The red brain cells hidden inside were displayed to everyone without reservation when the skull was removed.

"Well, yes, this vitality is indeed more tenacious than I could imagine!"

Hong Suo, who was standing aside, nodded with satisfaction, his eyes flashing with excitement and curiosity.

He reached out and gently pinched the piece of skull that had just been cut off, carefully took it off, and placed it on a tray that had been prepared aside.

Afterwards, Hong Suo did not stop his actions, but turned around and picked up another more sophisticated tool and began to carefully fiddle with the brain stem of the warrior of will.

At this moment, a surprising scene happened.

Although the warrior's body had suffered such severe injuries, he still retained a last glimmer of will.

At this moment, mechanical pipes of varying thicknesses and shapes quickly drilled into the brain stem of the warrior of will like poisonous snakes.

At the same time, colorful mysterious liquid was continuously injected into his brain stem through these tubes.

Some of the liquids were bright red; some were deep blue; and some emitted a strange green light.

"Well, let's put him away properly first. Then notify Fabius to come over immediately. The subsequent dissection work must rely on his professional knowledge and superb skills to complete."

Hong Suo finally put down the scalpel in his hand and gave orders to the two mechanical servants beside him with a slightly tired look.

After receiving the order, the two mechanical servants did not dare to delay at all. They quickly lifted the operating table on which the half-dissected body of the Will Warrior was placed and hurriedly left the room, leaving Hong Suo standing there quietly alone.

At this moment, Hong Suo was staring thoughtfully at the medical equipment that had just been used, as well as the various organs of the warriors of will that were being stored in the jars, as if he was thinking about the next plan in his mind.

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"Damn it! What on earth is going on!" Monat slammed the table in front of him, which was dilapidated and shaky due to the explosion, in anger.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the dozen or so wounded will warriors sitting around him, his face full of anger and helplessness.

After a long while, Monat sighed deeply and said slowly: "More than a dozen Will Warriors... can only kill a mere Space Marine? Although the casualties this time are much better than in the past, the current situation on the front line does not allow us to do so! Look at the enemies outside who are pouring in like a tide, their numbers far exceed ours!"

At this point, Monat stood up suddenly, his emotions becoming more and more agitated: "But look at us! What do we have? Apart from this scarred body and the few remaining weapons and equipment, what else can we rely on? Do those guys above really intend to let us use our precious lives to make such a meaningless sacrifice?"

"Mr. Monat, please allow me to remind you that what you are doing now is deviating from the path of honor. If possible, I can use non-lethal means to get you back on track."

As the voice of a will warrior fell, another will warrior beside him took out a black electric baton and then took a step forward.