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Chapter 1830 Chaotic Conspiracy (My stomach feels much better now)

Getting on the flying car again, the three of them flew towards the shrine. Sitting in the car, Duanmu Huai sighed helplessly.

"Mary, what are you thinking now?"

"I?"

"Yes, who is our enemy this time? What do you think?"

Duanmu Huai did not ask Menmu Sanoto, she was more interested in killing people, and thinking has never been Menmu Sanoto's strong point.

"Um……………"

Mary frowned, thought for a moment, and flipped through the notebook in her hand.

"Since there is an electronic demon here, I think it should be treacherous and cunning..."

After all, Duanmu Huai once told them how electronic demons had a devastating impact on human civilization and caused the Empire to switch to using things like The Thinkers.

"I also hope it's this guy, it would be great if it is."

"Don't you think so, Mr. Duanmu?"

Mary was somewhat surprised.

"But didn't these treacherous followers start taking action immediately after you, Mr. Duanmu, arrived here? They should be serving the evil gods they believe in. Or are other evil god followers also able to drive treacherous demons?"

"That's not the case. That demon is indeed a subordinate of the treacherous one."

Duanmuhuai waved his hand.

"But don't assume that the blue-haired birdman is here."

"?"

"The Treacherous Trick represents change, and that's why it's also called the Lord of Change. It has no goal, and no purpose. Everything it does is just for change. For example, when you find that the Treacherous Trick throws a demon into a certain world, don't assume that the other party intends to destroy the world. For the Treacherous Trick, it just wants to feel the changes brought about by it. Whether the demon succeeds or fails in the end, it is acceptable to it. So whether you win or lose, it can say 'this is part of the plan' - as for what the plan is, it doesn't know."

"Sounds like a confused lunatic..."

"You have described the nature of that idiot very well."

Duanmu Huai nodded, agreeing with Mary's assessment of treacherous cunning.

"The hardest thing in this galaxy is the treacherous mouth. In its mouth, it has never lost. All failures are planned, and all victories are taken for granted. The failed plan is only part of the successful plan, and the successful plan is part of a larger plan..."

Hearing this, Mary was a little confused.

"You have confused me, Mr. Duanmu..."

"No, it's just like what you thought. This guy is like a lawyer. He can talk a lot of nonsense to you endlessly. In the final analysis, he wants to prove to you that he is always right. Your current victory is even an indispensable part of his future plan. He may even make you begin to doubt whether your victory and existence are really valuable. Unfortunately, most of the followers of this thing are as crazy as the evil god they believe in."

"Well……………"

Mary frowned and thought carefully for a moment before she understood what Duanmu Huai meant.

"So what you mean is that although these are the work of the followers of the Treacherous, it does not mean that the Lord of Change himself is here. It is more likely that his followers learned of your arrival and wanted to cause a series of changes to please their god?"

"Yes."

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders.

"So I have always hated these idiots. Perhaps it is because of the influence of that blue-haired birdman that those idiots think they are the smartest people in the world. By the way, let me tell you a little bit of information. As we all know, the relationship between the cunning and the corrupt is very bad. So when you know that the corpse starch has been corrupted by the virus of the corrupt, you should not be too surprised."

"I did see the green light emanating from that ball..."

Recalling the big pot before, Mary's expression was a little stiff, especially in her golden eyes, she could still see the other party emitting a green glow... By the way, those workers were also full of green light.

“So…the people there…”

"They are beyond help."

Duanmu Huai stared out the window and gave an affirmative answer.

"When the followers of the Stain of Corruption begin the ritual, they will find that their bodies will gradually become unlike what they hoped... Well, I can only say that it's a pity that I didn't bring my melta bombs. Otherwise, I could give them a gift right now and let their souls be completely destroyed in the flames."

"So is it possible for these two groups of believers to cooperate?"

"I really want to say no, but that's not necessarily true..."

Duanmu Huai couldn't help but think of a certain election by the four gods. In the face of certain things, the four evil gods were able to temporarily put aside their prejudices and reach an agreement. Although this situation is very rare, it is not particularly rare. And now this game is related to their lives, so Duanmu Huai is not sure whether the followers of the four evil gods will unite to deal with him under the instigation of their master.

Especially in a place like the Nest City where all kinds of people come together, the power of any evil god faction cannot be underestimated. If this is a plan initiated by treacherous believers, then Duanmu Huai must be careful.

At this moment, the shrine was already in sight.

The architecture of the Mechanicus is different from that of the state religion. It follows a very rational and practical style. And unlike the state church, there are basically no idle people outside. Under the control of the driver, the flying car slowly stopped on the landing platform. Duanmu Huai took Mary and Mianmu Sanatori out of the car and came to the door of the shrine.

Looking at the open door in front of him, Duanmu Huai raised his eyebrows, then reached out and took out the chainsaw sword hanging at his waist (which he had taken from the governor).

"Something is not right." "Not right?"

"Oil men never leave their doors wide open."

Duanmu Huai raised his head and tilted his chin towards the front.

"They usually keep the door closed, and only those who are allowed are qualified to activate the meditator over there to open the door."

As Duanmu Huai was talking, he looked to the right side of the gate, and sure enough, he found a Thinker there. It was obvious that this was originally used to open the gate, but now it was closed.

Duanmu Huai initiated contact again.

"Lummiel, we have arrived at the shrine of the Mechanicus Church. There is no one here. Can you find any clues from the Internet?"

"no one?"

Lumiel's voice sounded a little surprised.

"But my information shows that the equipment over there is operating normally and there is no problem at all."

"Well, that's the biggest problem."

Duanmu Huai drew out his chainsaw sword and gestured to the two of them.

"Let's go in. It must be a trap."

"Then we still need to go in?"

Mary was obviously surprised.

"So we have to see what trap these guys have set for us."

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders.

"Unless they set up a melta bomb here and want to blow us up... Well, okay, this possibility is really not low, but don't worry, we won't die."

"hope so."

Mary had no other answer to Duanmu Huai's words except sighing helplessly. She clenched her cane and stared ahead. Menmu Satori, who had been listless all the way, had a rare look of light in his eyes when he heard Duanmu Huai's words.

"So, teacher, Satori can start now?"

"more or less."

"YEAH————!"

Upon hearing Duanmu Huai's permission, Menmu Sanatori cheered loudly like a child who had entered an amusement park and found his favorite ride. Then he excitedly jumped up the stairs in two steps and walked towards the wide-open metal door in front of him, as if he had no doubt that he would encounter an attack like a landmine when he walked in.

Or maybe she just didn't care.

Duanmu Huai and Mary also followed behind Menmu Sanatori and walked into the dim door in front of them.

The corridor inside the door was silent. Logically, there would be mechanical servants responsible for transporting goods, or red-robed monks to maintain the machine soul. But there was no one here at the moment—oh, that's not right, there was still half a person.

In front of Duanmu Huai, five guys of similar size to Ogryn were standing there, most of their bodies had been transformed into mechanical devices. Duanmu Huai recognized at a glance that these were slaves used by the Mechanicus for guarding and patrolling. At this moment, they were staring at Duanmu Huai, and then they made a sound in unison.

"Scan completed, lock on to the enemy, destroy immediately."

Frankly speaking, this development was not beyond Duanmu Huai's expectations at all. On the contrary, Menmu Sanatori's movements were even faster than Duanmu Huai had imagined. The girl lowered her body and rushed forward before the scanning word was pronounced, as if she had no interest in what these slaves wanted to say.

Well, actually, no interest is really required.

Soon, two of the slaves raised their hands, which were transformed into plasma cannons and heavy bolters, trying to aim at Nemu-satori.

Although the firepower of these two slaves was enough to match that of a platoon, their biggest problem was clearly revealed in front of Mianmu Satori—these modified guys reacted very slowly, and they were also stubborn that machines must aim before they could fire. Therefore, just as they raised their weapons and aimed at Mianmu Satori to fire, the latter had already quickly dodged from its original track in an S shape and then accelerated again.

Before a round of bombardment was over, Menmu Sanatori had already appeared in front of the two slaves. The sharp blade in his hand easily pierced into the gap of the slave's modified neck. Then he turned his hand casually, and the next moment the slave's head flew high like a basketball, and the body that lost control fell down.

In just a moment, Mianmu Sanatori killed the two slaves in the back who were responsible for long-range attacks, and at the same time, the other three slaves rushed towards her. Mary originally wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Duanmu Huai. He knew very well that Mianmu Sanatori's ability was more than enough to deal with these slaves, and this girl was also very hard-working along the way. When investigating in the factory before, Duanmu Huai found that Mianmu Sanatori cast eager and eager eyes on those workers more than once. Obviously, although she did not have Mary's golden eyes, the strange nature in Mianmu Sanatori seemed to have noticed that those workers had been contaminated long ago.

However, she still obeyed and did not attack anyone, so Duanmu Huai decided to treat this as a reward for her.

Mianme Sanatori was not wearing armor or protective gear, she was still wearing her very relaxed and cheerful school uniform. To be honest, this thing had no protective ability at all, and any live ammunition weapon could tear Mianme Sanatori into pieces. However, the girl's strange courage and equally strange body movements were enough to make up for this shortcoming.

In Duanmu Huai's opinion, Menmu Satori was a bit like an agile warrior who relied purely on evasion and defense, and his opponent's attacks would always miss. Of course, his shortcomings were also obvious. If he was touched, Menmu Satori would surely die.

This is especially true for the chainsaw gloves and chainsaw swords used by the slaves in front of us.

However, Menmu Sanatori seemed not to care. She twisted her body and easily dodged those mechanical and rigid attacks using a movement similar to that of Duanmu Huai that she had seen in the martial arts world (considering that she often fought with Xiaolongnu and the others in the Tribunal, perhaps she had learned something). She then swung out the sharp blade in her hand and easily cut the remaining three slaves into pieces in a moment.

Thankfully, these guys were so transformed that there was almost no flesh left on their bodies, so it wasn't that disgusting.

"Well done."

Duanmu Huai nodded to Mianmu Sanatori with satisfaction, and the latter sheathed his sword and made a V sign to Duanmu Huai with a smile. It seemed that cutting these slaves into pieces did alleviate the girl's anxiety and uneasiness to some extent.

"Let's move on."