Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 591 Chaos Gods: Exploding TBM, the Subspace is experiencing a strong tremor? !
As soon as Ron finished speaking, heavy footsteps were heard on the ground.

Several imperial guards carried strange machines into the metal temple and placed them on the ground. Plasma arcs flashed between the complex mechanical structures.

The rhythm of the plasma seems to have life.

"Human, what do you want to do?!"

After the withered servitor saw the machine, his expression finally changed. It was obvious that the machine made the Tuchucha engine uneasy.

However, Ron did not respond to this arrogant intelligent consciousness. The guards completed the operations step by step according to the manual, and then left the temple with the legendary warriors.

This is left to the savior and the mechanical goddess.

The dried-up servant circled the machine, and when it found nothing unusual, it returned to its previous high-handed appearance:

"A mere machine cannot pose a threat to the Almighty. I'm afraid you have made the wrong choice, and you will regret it.

I will sleep until your prayers are satisfied."

With that said, the Tuchucha engine was about to go into standby mode, not wanting to waste any energy on this arrogant human.

The other party does not have the qualifications.

But as soon as it finished speaking——

It's sizzling!

Suddenly, the plasma arc became violent and a large number of arcs burst out.

A secondary little girl formed by electric arcs, flapping her little wings, appeared in the air.

That is the mechanical goddess Xiao Ling.

She put her hands on her hips, bared her teeth, and looked fierce: "You are the one who bullied my father, right, you nasty little thing!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Ron stood behind Xiao Ling, pointing at Tuqiucha Engine and joining in, looking like an old father who had been wronged.

It turns out that little cotton-padded jackets are the cutest and most caring!

Ron looked at Xiao Ling with her hands on her hips defending him and nodded with satisfaction.

The relationship between him and his little sister has not changed, even though he always makes her work overtime.

Maybe we can give her more time to play, or let her play more games with the emperor.

"What the hell are you?!"

The eyes of the dried-up robot servant became terrified. In the eyes of the savior, it was a cute little cotton jacket, but in the eyes of the Tuchucha engine, it was a terrifying behemoth.

That is suppression from one's own kind.

Whether it is the scale of data, the stability of the core, or the power over machinery, it far exceeds it.

Even in the era when it was created by the ancient saints, there was no data life of this scale!
In the vision of Tuchucha Engine consciousness, what it faces is a wave of data composed of 0s and 1s, and a god-like life is being nurtured in it.

After the Mechanical Goddess Xiao Ling devoured Vashelto's power and transformed, she became the carrier of a huge amount of data of the Human Empire, covering almost every aspect of the entire empire.

She also grew up unknowingly and became a divine life that was no less powerful than Vashtor, and was even better in data networks.

Today's Mechanical Goddess is the foundation of the Empire's technology. It can protect related equipment and data from the erosion of the subspace and provide massive computing power support.

It can be said that it has contributed to the rapid development of the empire's scientific research.

"Hmph, I am the great Mechanical Goddess. Father, I will help you teach this guy a lesson!"

Xiao Ling tried hard to make himself look more ferocious. His body made of plasma expanded further and electric arcs spread to the surrounding mechanical equipment.

She was hacking into this ancient mechanical engine.

hum!
As the plasma arc spread, the lights in the entire metal temple became dim and the surrounding machinery entered a high-speed operation state.

The Tuchucha engine fought with all its might, but to no avail.

"Little thing, I told you not to be disobedient, I told you not to be disobedient!"

Xiao Ling's plasma body pulled out a fat plasma ball from the black sphere, kneading and beating it angrily.

It made it scream in agony, it was extremely miserable.

After a while of beating, the Tuchucha Engine calmed down and begged for forgiveness from the Mechanical Goddess:
"No... Great Mechanical Goddess, I am willing to reconcile, willing to follow your instructions, and surrender to you. Please forgive me!"

The scene before me was funny.

But in the eyes of data life, a fierce data war has just taken place. The data nodes and backdoor programs controlled by Tuqiucha have completely collapsed, and even the main body is under fatal threat.

The data worm left behind by the Mechanical Goddess can give it a fatal blow at any time.

In other words, it has no possibility of resistance and can only obey under the surveillance of the data worm.

This ancient data life form didn't have much ambition and was very afraid of death.

Otherwise, it would not have kept seeking shelter and hiding deep in the stone fortress for thousands or tens of thousands of years without daring to come out.

Because the Tuchucha Engine is well aware that many chaotic beings are craving for it and want to plunder its ancient and precious data.

Now with the protection of the Mechanical Goddess, perhaps it will be safer.

So it quickly chose to surrender and took the initiative to hand over control of its data core.

It knew that the Mechanical Goddess would not covet these, otherwise she would have devoured it in the previous confrontation.

"Humph, if you still don't behave in the future, I will beat you up!"

Seeing that Tuqiucha had handed over his core data and expressed his obedience, Xiao Ling did not continue to beat him, but threw the fat plasma ball back to the black sphere glowing with golden light.

Then she flapped her wings and flew to the savior, looking like she was asking him to praise her:
"Father, Xiao Ling has taught that guy a lesson. He will be obedient in the future. Isn't that amazing?"

Ron smiled with satisfaction, almost curling his lips.

He gave a thumbs up:
"That's right. My little Ling is the best and most obedient. As a reward, I will let you play the game for half a year... no, one month. You can go play with your Emperor Grandpa now!"

"yeah!"

Visibly, Xiao Ling's plasma face changed from an expectant smile to a crescent, then revealed big white teeth, jumping in the air.

It was a joy.

She can play games for a month now, which is an unprecedented reward. Before, she provided core computing power to various research institutes and worked overtime for half a year, but only had six or seven days to play!
It can be said that the little cotton-padded jacket of the savior's family has been working hard for the empire, working longer hours than the savior himself.

From time to time, I also have to take on the task of waking up the savior who sleeps in.

There was nothing that could be done about it. The empire's scientific research could not be separated from the Mechanical Goddess, and the Savior had tried his best to buy her some time to rest.

"Hey, anything else?"

Ron saw that Xiao Ling was still floating there and asked in surprise.

At this time in the past, this precious little cotton jacket should have run away, after all, rest time is precious.

When he saw Xiao Ling's slightly angry expression, he suddenly realized.

It turned out that I forgot to stick to my little cotton jacket.

"I'll play with you when we get back."

Ron took a deep breath.

He gently hugged the plasma body of the little cotton-padded jacket, rubbed the other's little head, and drew a pie.

"Okay, okay, then Xiao Ling, go play!"

Xiao Ling nodded happily, then disappeared in a flash.

hiss~
After the little cotton jacket disappeared, Ron showed a bitter face and his hands trembled slightly.

That body made of high-temperature plasma was not something that anyone could touch, and it almost caused his old father to suffer minor burns.

If it's any later, bubbles will probably appear.

"Tuchucha?"

Ron looked at the silent black sphere in the center of the metal temple and frowned.

"Savior... Your Majesty, I am here."

The Tuchucha engine controlled the dry servant to transmit information, and there was more respect in its eyes.

This ancient data life is aware of the times and knows how to protect himself and continue his life.

Otherwise it would have been destroyed like the other engines and would not have survived until now.

Ron's tone also became gentler, not too harsh:
"I will help you assemble your body, and you must obey orders and cooperate with the work. Do you understand?"

"As you wish."

The withered servant clumsily performed an ancient imperial etiquette according to the information in the database.

The Tuchucha Engine became more and more in awe of this savior, even more than the Mechanical Goddess, and dared not disobey him in any way.

Because it suddenly realized a problem.

That is, the savior does not really need himself. This being can order the Mechanical Goddess to devour himself at any time and then control the engine on its behalf.

Yet he retained his patience and spared his life.

In fact, Ron just needed one more data life to work for him, which could also reduce Xiao Ling's pressure a little.

Otherwise, Xiao Ling would have to maintain the psychic network, provide computing power support, and control the ancient discord engine to explore the subspace.

How tiring is that?

After Ron tamed the Tuchucha Engine, he did not stay in the Metal Temple, but went out to see how other work was going.

Soon after he sent the message, the Grand Magus of Machinery arrived with the technical priests, who were responsible for transferring the ancient engine to the Heart of the Plague.

According to the plan, they need to dig out the entire metal temple, which will take a lot of effort.

……

Rumbling--

Directional blasting was carried out on the periphery of the Stone Fortress, followed by the rumbling sounds of various excavators and crushers dismantling the relevant areas.

In addition to digging a channel to transport the Tuchucha engine, these machines also need to find another artifact - the Ouroboros.

That thing is even more mysterious.

It is said that the Ouroboros exists within Caliban. Some say it is Caliban's corrupted heart, while others say it is Caliban itself.

It is more like some kind of unconscious energy aggregate, scattered among the rock formations of Caliban, which needs to be dug and searched deeper.

Inside the Stonehenge Fortress.

Due to the high-intensity excavation of the engineering machinery, the entire fortress was shaking, and debris was continuously thrown into space.

"The technology of the ancient civilization is a little hard to understand..."

Ron was somewhat emotional.

The technology of the Human Empire, even the technology of the Golden Age of Humanity, is at least within the scope of understanding of normal humans.

Even if you don't know how to build it, you probably know how to use it and what the principles are.

But the technology of the ancient saint civilization is like another branch of technology that humans have never touched. Without the assistance of the mechanical goddess, alien technology, and subspace technology, humans simply cannot understand it.

"How long will the Mechanicus continue to dig?!"

Azrael looked somewhat sad. Every digging and vibration of the machinery made the Dark Angels Supreme Master feel heartbroken.

After all, this is the monastery and the only remaining home of the Dark Angels. Anyone would be surprised to see a large number of machines digging around in their own home.

It will also be very uncomfortable.

"Brother, why are you sad? This is a good thing!"

The Blood Angels Chapter Master, the insignificant Dante, came over and patted Azrael on the shoulder, and at the same time gave this legendary brother a health card certificate for the Heavenly World.

"Good thing?!"

Azriel looked at the card Dante gave him, feeling a little dazed and even a little angry.

"You still don't quite understand the Savior and the current situation of the Empire..."

Dante sighed.

These dark angels have no idea of ​​the current situation of the empire. No matter how many of them beg the savior to demolish their planetary territories, they don't have that opportunity.

It is well known that when the Saviour demolishes some private areas, he will give compensation, which is unusually generous.

Many poor chapters and even the people of the empire became rich simply by relying on demolition, even the former Blood Angels were no exception.

That is one of the characteristics of the Savior’s territory.

He reminded her: "When you have time, check your communicator. The Finance Department of the Royal Court District will send you a message soon."

The government affairs reform presided over by the Imperial Regent and Hand of the Savior Bayev has not yet been completed, so the relevant financial revenue and expenditure still go through the Royal Court of Ers Star.

But it is expected that they will be completely merged within two years, and by then they will be unified and moved from the royal court in the new capital, Dawn City.

Even after Dante explained it, Azrael still didn't quite understand, and he didn't think that kind of compensation could make up for the Dark Angels' losses.

"Emperor, this, this, this..."

It was not until this Supreme Grand Master saw the demolition compensation list sent by the Finance Department that his pupils suddenly dizzied.

The Savior felt a little embarrassed because of the forced demolition, so he gave the Dark Angels more compensation in disguise.

For example, the equipment, vehicles, and ammunition that can arm the Dark Angels to the utmost, the extremely precious Webway land, and the monastery built near the Black Throne Temple.

In addition, he promised to rebuild Caliban.

Of course, with the current capabilities of the Savior Territory, it is not possible to create a planet from scratch, but it is capable of repairing an asteroid using the debris left over from the destruction of Caliban.

Samples of various organisms and plants on Caliban were also extracted from the wreckage.

By then, the forests and ecological environment of Caliban will be restored on the asteroid, and a sacred tower will be built to allow the asteroid to be illuminated by the Emperor's sacred light.

The surviving people of Caliban can also return to live on the remaining asteroids of their home planet.

This is much better for the Dark Angels than the Stone, it is more like a home.

Azriel looked at the catalog and finally understood why Dante said that demolition projects were a way to make a fortune.

"How merciful is your Majesty the Savior."

He looked at the savior's back and showed a trace of gratitude.

This supreme mentor is really amazing.

They have to guard those black technologies that they have no authority to use, and those forbidden engines that are gathering dust, which is of no use to them, and they have to spend energy on maintaining them.

But the compensation for resources is real!

The Dark Angels have not had an easy time over the years. Not only did they lose their home planet, but they also had to hunt down the Fallen Angels, and the resources consumed were unimaginable.

The First Legion had already used up all the capital it had left, and was just holding on.

They would even secretly recycle the weapons and armor of the fallen angels, refurbish them and continue to use them.

In the past, they disdained to do so because it was not loyal or pure enough.

Now, the Dark Angels can end the shameful practice of recycling old equipment and fully equip themselves with the latest, blessed weapons and armor.

In short, it is developed!

In fact, the Savior is very willing to do so.

Once the Dark Angels fully accept the Empire's financial resources, it will be equivalent to being controlled by the Empire in disguise. Why not do it?

"As expected, if you give enough, you can get more loyalty."

Ron noticed the look from the Supreme Grand Mentor and was quite moved.

Of course, not just anyone can give it, and ordinary people are not qualified. Only those at the Primarch level can be accepted by the Space Marines.

The next moment, the entire stone fortress began to tremble violently.

The area in question began to disintegrate, and thousands of tons of rubble and iron were scattered into space.

Then a beam of energy gushed out from the fortress, sweeping away all the debris and forming a huge translucent ring in space.

As the star's light filtered through its body, a pale orange color was created, and the organ-like parts began to pulse and elongate.

Countless translucent claws spread out, forming a strange film that looked like a sail, or some special attachment for capturing solar energy.

"Is that... Ouroboros?"

Ron looked at the huge circular structure that was twenty to thirty kilometers long and was inexplicably shocked.

The head and tail of the Ouroboros's huge body are connected to each other, just like the ancient giant snake in mythology that swallowed its own tail, which has the meaning of infinity and cycle.

The vast translucent body seems to be embedded between reality and the subspace.

“Maybe that’s not a myth.

There are people in the Empire who have truly seen the technological life created by this ancient saint."

Ron began to understand a little bit about the technological branches of the ancient civilization.

It is most likely related to biology. Whether it is the creation of the Eldar, the Greenskins, or the semi-technological creatures in front of us, they are all technology on the life side.

Unlike the Empire, which is mostly made up of huge, cold machines.

"Finally we've reached this point..."

Ron excitedly gave the order: "The Stone Fortress should temporarily leave this area. The Mechanicus is going to assemble the Discord Engine."

Now that the three elements of the Tuchucha Engine, Ouroboros and Plague Heart have been gathered, they can be assembled for the final time.

Afterwards, he followed the Mechanicus engineering ship equipped with the Tuchucha engine to the Mechanical Ark.

As for the Stonehenge, it was driven away from the area and was not allowed to watch the assembly of the Discord Engine as it was a bit too heretical.

Waaagh!

Soon, a large number of Mechanicus engineering ships and the Green Rogo Castle arrived with huge amounts of materials and machinery.

Now, when we want to assemble the engineering machinery engines of the Ancient Saints civilization, how can we do without the Ancient Saints’ exclusive workers like the Greenskins?
The best outcome is for the greenskins to be responsible for assembly and the Mechanicus to provide assistance.

After several green-skinned master technicians and mechanical sages finished whispering and reached an agreement, they used the engineering ship to lift the Tuchucha engine to the Blackrock Omen Ark. The energy source of the Heart of Plague was in its core engine.

Ron didn't quite understand what those guys said.

After all, it's a bunch of green words and binary language, as long as they can communicate well.

Afterwards, the Black Stone Omen Ark slowly sailed towards the huge circle formed by the Ouroboros's vast body. More engineering ships approached and invested a large amount of materials and machinery.

Then the greenskins went down like dumplings to assemble the relevant machines.

They installed the machines in a haphazard manner onto the interior and exterior armor of the Ark, forming an ugly and weird mechanical hull.

Various wires are connected.

After the greenskins evacuated, the Blackrock Ark of Omen suddenly began to glow, and colorful energy spread and gathered throughout the hull, and was finally emitted through the tower-shaped antenna on the top of the hull.

Hit the Ouroboros.

Ron understood this step. It was probably to activate the Ouroboros through some form of subspace energy.

Sure enough, after the Ouroboros was hit by the energy beam, the huge mouth of the snake head loosened its tail and slowly swallowed the Black Stone Omen Ark.

Blend with it.

It was visible to the naked eye that the outer armor and some areas of the Black Stone Ark were shattering and then reshaped into new shapes.

Even the hull became translucent, as if affected by the characteristics of the Ouroboros, embedded between the curtain of the warp and reality.

The trinity of Tuchucha Engine, Ouroboros and Plague Heart has formed, and the Ancient Saint's subspace tunnel boring machine - the artifact Dissonance Engine has been successfully assembled!
"What a creation..."

Ron looked at the assembled Discord Engine and was so shocked that he felt numb.

He asked the Mechanical Great Sage beside him: "Is this the original Ancient Saints' Discord Engine? Why does it look a little different to me?"

In the field of vision, the Blackrock Omen Ark was reshaped into a new appearance, with a translucent substance covering the outside and a shape more like a ship version of a drilling rig.

The half-body mechanical statue and drill on the bow are even more bizarre.

That is... the green-skinned Luogo version of the tunnel boring machine and the giant drill that soars into the sky!
"Your Majesty, the Savior, whether in terms of function or essence, it is a discordant engine. There is absolutely no error!"

The Mechanical Sage looked as if to say, "Don't question my professionalism."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Ron took a deep breath and forced himself to take it all in.

After all, the Greenskins were a species created by the Old Ones, and they were the ones who built the Webway. They must have understood and even assembled the Dissonance Engine.

It's just a matter of exercising a little bit of subjective initiative, and it's not a big problem.

But he still tried to save it by having the greenskins paint the bust of Rogo gold to make it look less heretical.

It turned into a big-bodied bust of Luo Ge and a huge diamond!
As for the structure of this large subspace device, he didn't dare to move it for fear of causing unknown consequences.

"Then start the discord engine and see what effect it can have!"

Ron was very excited and quickly arrived inside the Rogo version of the subspace tunnel boring machine.

He wanted to personally direct the excavation to see the effect of this precious subspace equipment and whether it could bring a prosperous and glorious future to the empire!

hum! ! !
In an instant, the huge drill on the subspace shield machine Rogo's statue began to rotate, tearing the curtain between the subspace and reality.

Then this mechanical hull, which was more than 20 kilometers long, suddenly drilled in like a drilling machine and disappeared into the real universe.

……

at the same time.

The higher-level life forms in the subspace all felt the strong vibrations coming from certain areas of the subspace.

This aroused the vigilance of the Chaos Gods and the Warp shook. This was almost something that had never happened before?

Bang bang bang bang bang!
But the demons in Khorne's realm and outside the Brass Fortress noticed something.

Suddenly they saw a huge, strange, yet somewhat familiar powerful machine rushing towards them!
(End of this chapter)