Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

"This... this is actually the Primarch? No! It's impossible. The Primarch's remains were clearly placed on Macragge, how could it appear here? Am I dazzled? This can't be the Primarch!"

Azriel opened his eyes wide, staring at the figure sealed in the iron can in front of him, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

His heart was instantly filled with turbulent waves, and his thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, leaving him at a loss for a moment.

The person in the tin can was tall and majestic, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Yet despite the similar appearance, Azrael knew there was something fishy going on.

As Chapter Master of the Ultramarines' Minotaurs, he had viewed Guilliman's portraits and documents countless times, and had a clear understanding of the Primarch's image. But now, the man before him had left him with deep doubts.

Wells, who was standing by, noticed Azrael's loss of composure. He smiled slightly and said softly:

"Yes, this is indeed the Primarch Guilliman you admire. But it should be noted that this is just a clone."

Hearing this, Azriel turned his head sharply and looked at Wells, his face still showing shock.

He seemed to be trying to judge the truth of this statement from the other party's expression and tone. After all, such news was too shocking. If handled improperly, it might cause unrest within the entire Ultramarines Legion.

Although the Ultramarines Legion has evolved over the years and has been divided into countless successor chapters, these successor chapters' reverence for their Primarch Guilliman has never diminished in the slightest.

If the numerous Ultramarines Chapters within the Imperium were to learn that a clone of Guilliman had appeared here, they would undoubtedly abandon everything they were doing and descend upon this place like a tidal wave.

No matter what the cost, Guilliman's clone must be destroyed. As long as Guilliman's clone exists, it is a blasphemy to the Primarch.

"This is unbelievable! You don't even have the Primarch's genetic sample, so how could you clone him out of thin air?"

Azriel opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, staring at Wells, as if he wanted to find out the truth from him.

Faced with such shocking news, Azriel felt it was absurd to the extreme, and the shock in his heart was like a raging storm that was difficult to calm down.

Not only Azriel was stunned, but even Tiberus and others beside him looked at Wells in amazement.

Who would have thought that Wells could successfully clone such a powerful being as the Primarch? This is truly absurd and beyond imagination.

Wells stared at the clone of Guilliman in front of him, an expression of satisfaction that was hard to conceal on his face, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"Although we don't have Guilliman's own genetic samples, fortunately, the gene seeds you carry contain his precious genetic information!

After continuous efforts and strict screening, we carefully eliminated those complicated and useless gene fragments in the gene seeds.

"Hard work pays off, and we've finally successfully cloned Guilliman perfectly." Wells couldn't hide his excitement, and his voice rose slightly.

Hearing this, Azrael looked at Wells with suspicion and questioned, "Is it really that easy? Why do I feel that things are not that simple..."

Wells nodded in affirmation without hesitation, "Yes, that's exactly what happened. It's that simple and direct."

Azrael did not give up. He immediately asked, "Since you have successfully cloned the Primarch, can the Primarch be revived and resurrected?"

Faced with this question, Wells slowly shook his head and gave a negative answer: "Unfortunately, no."

Azrael became increasingly confused. He stared at Wells with wide eyes and asked eagerly:

"Why is this happening? You've already successfully cloned the Primarch, but why can't he come back to life?"

Wells stared at the cold iron can, where Guilliman's clone stood quietly. He shook his head and said with regret:

"What a pity! Although this clone possesses Guilliman's physical qualities, it lacks the most crucial part, the ability essential to become a Primarch.

Without the Warp's essence, it is merely a facade, unable to display the power and wisdom of Guilliman."

Wells paused for a moment, then added:

"More importantly, when we set out to cultivate this clone, Lord Gaia decisively ordered the removal of its consciousness.

Now this clone has lost its ability to think and has become nothing more than a 'blood bag' from which we can extract its gene seeds. It has no other use."

As early as the beginning of cultivating Guilliman's clone, Gaia took extreme measures and completely removed the clone's frontal lobe.

As a result, this clone, which could have given birth to most of Guilliman's memories, instantly became a veritable vegetable, forever trapped in the abyss of unconsciousness.

All research activities in the laboratory were conducted under Gaia's strict supervision. The reason for its caution was simply that it was worried that those responsible for the research would cause unexpected trouble due to negligence or sudden whims.

Only through this comprehensive monitoring can we ensure that all research proceeds along the established track and stop problems as soon as they arise.

Azrael, who was standing nearby, heaved a long sigh of relief after hearing these words.

"Huh... Fortunately, as long as this clone does not possess the consciousness of the original master, then he is just a larger gene seed."

Although Azrael had great respect for Guilliman, the Minotaurs had almost severed all ties with the Ultramarines after choosing to serve the High Lord, not to mention that they had now defected to the Star Lord.

As long as this clone does not give birth to Guilliman's original consciousness and thinking, then Azrael will not have any burden and let this clone of Guilliman become the gene seed sample of his own regiment.

No matter how much Guilliman's clone looks like Guilliman, it is not Guilliman himself. Azrael is not a person who is extremely loyal to the Primarch. Azrael is just a person who will submit to the strong.