Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 965 Nano Calamity
"You guys are the remnants of the Iron Man Rebellion era."

As that golden light appeared above the world's orbit, it enveloped the entire world, as if it had replaced the world's original star, eclipsing the sunlight that the star of this galaxy had showered upon its planet.

Just as the golden light overwhelmed the stars of this galaxy and enveloped the world, a voice appeared above it. The voice did not travel through any sound array system; it seemed to appear out of thin air, or perhaps it came from the world's orbit. With the appearance of that voice, the golden light above the world seemed to materialize at that moment. The golden light that had been shining like sunlight across every corner of the world turned into physical entities the instant the voice appeared.

These golden lights, after the sound appeared, seemed to be molded and shaped like some kind of material. They transformed into golden swords, and some even turned into humanoid objects burning with golden flames. After appearing in this world, these things began to slaughter the local humans who had become AI-powered. Faced with this situation, the local AI-powered humans had no way to deal with it.

Their battle-hardened bodies were completely ineffective against the golden swords and golden figures formed from spiritual energy. It was as if the former human empire's forces, facing the demons who drew back the veil between the real and illusory universes from the highest heavens and entered the real universe, could only temporarily repel those things with their firearms. Even the most powerful firearms could only scatter those things, but could not destroy them at all.

No matter what weapons those AI-powered humans bring out, it will be the same. They can only watch as those firearms shatter those golden figures and weapons, and then watch in despair as the scattered golden figures and weapons turn into strands of golden light, and then reassemble to restore their previous state. And just when those AI-powered humans in this world are in despair...

In that subspace, in that sea of ​​souls, Wang Ming was so regretful that he kept slapping himself. He truly regretted sending his demons to complete this task. He should have just thrown the transmigrators into this world and let them carry out the task in place of his demons.

At that time, Wang Ming was thinking about whether he could use his real group of demons to fight a battle. After all, although the transmigrators called themselves Wang Ming's demons, in reality, their resurrection principle was completely different from that of the true demons of the God of Vengeance. Although the transmigrators were transformed into demons by Wang Ming, their resurrection was not like that of the warp demons, who were pieced back together one by one by Wang Ming. Their resurrection was purely on the spot. The demons that Wang Ming was using now were demons that he had truly transformed from human souls in this universe.

After these demons were scattered, Wang Ming had to piece them back together one by one. If it weren't for the fact that the flow of time in Wang Ming's subspace was different from that in the real universe, he probably wouldn't have been able to piece them back together as fast as the demons were blown up by those thermal weapons. Wang Ming was already exhausted from piecing together those demons in the subspace. Those that were blown into several pieces were okay, but those that were blown to pieces were pure torture for Wang Ming.

If we consider the time it would take to piece those demons together on a real-world timescale, it would be an extremely long process. He would need to assemble all the demons bit by bit. Unlike other chaotic gods who could abandon some of their demons, he was a human god, and all his demons were human souls. Wang Ming would never allow them to dissipate.

Therefore, under these circumstances, Wang Ming was really very busy. He was like a chess player who was constantly completing his painting work, constantly completing and repairing his chess pieces.

As Wang Ming continued to repair the demons, the AI-powered humans in that world were utterly despairing. They stared in despair at the golden figures approaching them, at the people, screaming and shouting about demons. At this moment, their humanity was fully revealed; their fear as humans was exposed to everyone. They were not the emotionless AI they had imagined; they were merely data-driven consciousnesses transformed from human consciousness. In their despair, the fear of death etched into their souls emerged.

Various attacks rained down on the golden figures in front of them, scattering them before they reappeared before the humans.

In an instant, cries, wails, and desperate curses filled the world, but no one paid any attention to them. Their cries and wails seemed so insignificant amidst the flames of war in this world. And so, those golden figures continued to slaughter the humans in this world.

Wang Ming wasn't trying to exterminate all of humanity in this world; he was simply doing what he was supposed to do. After all, the humans in this world no longer considered themselves as a group of humans; they saw themselves as the artificial intelligence that had betrayed the Federation ten thousand years ago. Their self-perception made Wang Ming give up on trying to reclaim humanity from this world.

After all, the Human Empire had no sympathy for the remnants of AI from the Iron Man Rebellion era. These guys actually considered themselves those AIs, so let them become those AIs. The price for becoming those AIs would be to continue the war between AI and human civilization. Wang Ming would reignite this war for the former Human Federation, ensuring that it ultimately ended in a human victory. "No, those things are too bizarre; we can't kill them all. We have to use that thing."

The ruler of that world looked at the golden figure in front of him, then tore him apart with his powerful claws before connecting his system to the world's central control server. As the consciousness of the artificial intelligence with the highest authority in the world entered the server, all the infrastructure of the world began to slaughter the enemies on this world. Although all the facilities of this world had joined the battle before, compared to now, the previous slaughter was just an appetizer.

The continental plates of this world, constructed of metal and mechanical structures, are now in constant motion. Places that were once vast lands can instantly become bottomless abysses. Under the control of the world's central server, the entire continental plate has become a manipulable entity. Moreover, the nanobots that were originally dormant at the core of this planet are now slowly being awakened by the central processor. After the nanobots are awakened, the true trump cards of artificial intelligence in this world are being revealed.

As smooth cracks appeared on the exposed metallic ground, clusters of things resembling black clouds flew out from them. However, everyone in the world knew that these things were not black clouds, but rather countless swarms of nanobots. After emerging from beneath the continental plates of this world, these things immediately entered the atmosphere.

Just as the nanobots entered the skies above this world, the fleet's observation of this world completely disappeared. The nanobots within the atmosphere formed thick protective networks, which not only covered the atmosphere of this world but also completely isolated all signals from inside and outside this world. After the nanobots completely isolated this world from the outside world, the fleet, which had been controlled by the artificial intelligence of this world, finally returned to normal.

In that world, the artificial intelligence that was remotely controlling the entire fleet lost control of it. The transmigrators on the fleet immediately noticed this situation. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they immediately threw a large number of transmigrator troops into that world, and left some transmigrators on the fleet, allowing them to pilot the warships that had not yet been completely destroyed and quickly escape from this star system.

As for the remaining transmigrators thrown into this world, they will land on this world and fight against the enemies here. As for how they should pass through the defense network of nanobots in the sky above this planet, that is not something to worry about. They don't need to worry about that at all. They just need to let their bodies fall freely. As long as one of their body parts lands on the ground of this world, as long as one body part is carried by the air currents of this world, then the transmigrators can land on this world.

As the transmigrators free-falled from the orbit and landed in the clouds of this world, the dark, dense nanobots within the clouds immediately detected their vital signs. Upon discovering the humans, they launched a fierce attack on the transmigrators. In almost a second, most of the transmigrators were devoured by the nanobots and turned into nothingness. The transmigrators didn't even have time to react.

They didn't even feel any pain before being devoured by the nanobots. However, right after they were devoured, their bodies suddenly revived on the spot, and their revival location was naturally still the cloud where the nanobots gathered. So, a very strange thing happened: the transmigrators' bodies kept appearing in the cloud occupied by the nanobots, and the moment they appeared, their bodies would be devoured by the nanobots again.

They kept appearing and disappearing within the clouds, appearing and disappearing repeatedly. The moment their bodies appeared, they would be devoured by the nanobots. This situation made the transmigrators feel extremely uncomfortable. Originally, they thought that some of their body fragments might be able to pass through the nanobots and fall to the ground of this world. But now it seemed that they had no chance of breaking through the defense network composed of nanobots. Their bodies were trapped by these nanobots. Every time they revived, the nanobots would devour them again. This had almost formed a vicious cycle.

Just as the nanobots in the sky were constantly devouring the bodies of the transmigrators, on the ground, among the continents made of metal machinery, the continental plates of this world were now under the control of the artificial intelligence that ruled this world. With the help of the central control server that had been placed inside this planet during the era of the Human Federation, everything in this world was under the control of that artificial intelligence and other artificial intelligences.

The original materials that make up the continental plates of this world were nanomaterials brought by humans who came to this world during the Federation era. Now, these artificially created humans have reconnected to the world's servers. Under their orders, the nanomaterials that make up the continental plates of this world are being continuously dismantled by nanobots to be used as materials for producing those nanobots. On this world, these artificially created humans have gone completely mad under the pressure of fear. These humans, who believe themselves to be artificial intelligence, are controlling nanobots to complete their mission from ten thousand years ago and continue to fight against the human species.

(End of this chapter)