Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 57 Trading
[The Enlightened] Xerath, the creator of bio-transfer technology and one of the main culprits for the birth of the Necrons.

After his main body became mechanized, he has been obsessed with solving the mysteries of life, because he feels that he will become a god one day, so it is best for him to master the relevant knowledge and skills before that day comes so that he can ascend to the top smoothly.

Considering that the All-Dead completed their mechanical transformation billions of years ago, Xerath may be the first megalomaniac in the entire galaxy with a god-ascension complex.

As one of the most notorious beings in the universe, Xerath is the envy and hatred of other Cryptids.

Although the knowledge of uploading biological consciousness into living metal was provided by the C'tan, it was Xerath who turned theory into reality.

He believed that the end point of life's evolution was neither flesh and blood nor steel, but a transcendental being composed of pure energy.

Mechanical ascension is the first step to becoming a god.

He can be considered the most evil Necron character, as he cares about nothing except his own ambitions and research.

For example, Zeratul needs a large number of experimental subjects throughout the year. The experimental subjects are generally restrained in a state of local stasis to prevent accidental death during the long experimental process. He will carefully observe each sample to ensure that he has not missed anything and take good notes.

If the subject screams too loudly, Zeratul will lower his own hearing sensitivity to avoid being distracted by the noise.

He is a sophisticated egoist.

grave.

just now.

"I thought you looked down on the Warp and didn't take Chaos seriously at all, but I didn't expect you to give in so easily.

In terms of the time of birth, you are also their predecessor, Zeratul, where did your original spirit go?"

Galen sneered at the boastful fellow.

There is no concept of time or space in the subspace, everything there is chaotic and confused.

For example, the last evil god Slaanesh was created by the Eldar during the Great Silver Party of the Universe. However, before the Great Silver Party of the Universe, there were records of the Eldar being attacked by the Great Demon Slaanesh.

Evil gods, once born, will exist in the past, present and future.

The flickering light inside the armor suddenly became brighter, and Zeratul was so angry that he jumped up and down, but he still couldn't let go of his pride and spoke stubbornly.

"I have always looked down on those four guys in the warp space. All they have in their heads is muscle, and all they do all day is hack and kill and bleed.

One of them can only hide in his bed and tinker with his hopeless cooking skills, one of them only has silver and bigger silver in his mind, and the last one dares only hide in his bed and shout "This is all Tzeentch's conspiracy".

I see them as no more than chickens and pottery dogs. They just need to wait for my ascension technology to be perfected, for me to be upgraded to a pure energy state, and then I can step onto the long steps to become a god and ascend to become a god.

Hehe. It would be no problem to turn Slaanesh into a toilet and give it to you."

Garen hung in the air thoughtfully, observing the armor in front of him. Just as Sanguinius said, this armor was more like a prison, a force field generator used to restrain amorphous energy.

"What's the matter with your attitude? Did the Ascension Plan go awry? Why do I feel like you're being locked up in this armor?"

"How could anyone possibly imprison a great god who controls the ascension?"

He was like a primary school student whose sore spot had been touched, raising his voice to make his words seem more reasonable.

"Hmm, keep quibbling and I'll keep listening."

Galen nodded and motioned for him to continue, with an expression as if he was watching a monkey trick.

The awkward silence lasted for half a minute, and then a heavy sigh came from the armor.

“I used the infinite energy of the Star God to power the Ascension Device. Everything was going very smoothly and everything was in perfect accordance with my expectations.

I stepped onto the ascension device amid the solemn and majestic hymns of the mechanical servants. At the moment the instrument was started, the star god who was fastened in the central control energy suddenly broke free from his restraints.

Even though He was already weakened by my continuous energy extraction, He was determined to fight to the death, dragging me and the ascension device to death together. But fortunately, the device had already started, and the terrifying energy poured into my body and that of the Star God like a raging river, and then we were blown up.

The servants followed the backup plan I had prepared and buried the partially successful "me" in this armor.

Time flies, and when I wake up again, the energy devices of the entire fortress have been damaged by an unknown force. "

"So, you lured those three Baal people in, hoping to transform them into servitors to work for you and restart the energy center of the bunker world."

“It’s not really a temptation. Even if I don’t perform a bio-transfer operation on them, given their injuries, they will die before you arrive.

Flesh and flesh are bitter and weak, and machines soar.

But I overestimated the remaining energy, and the biotransfer operation failed, and they became mindless half-flesh, half-machine monsters. "

"What are your plans next? Don't even think about using my power armor to charge it. This finely crafted item is not meant to be wasted like this."

"Within my capabilities, I can meet any of your requests, as long as you repair the energy center for our bunker."

"This sounds much more sincere. The previous nonsense about wish fulfillment is just like the charlatans in the church."

Garen signaled Sanguinius to put him down with his eyes, and the metal boots made contact with the floor again, and the energy absorption behavior did not occur again.

"It's lonely to be locked up in a dark cage all by myself. I can't help but get excited when I see intelligent life that I can communicate with."

"The current technological conditions on Basilisk are not capable of repairing your energy center. Your technology is much more advanced than ours. I need to study it and get familiar with it before I can start repairing it."

The voice in the armor fell silent again for a long while.

"what do you need?"

"The technical data of the Tombstone Gate. This top-level technology will surely help me understand your magical and incredible technical power the fastest."

Garen took the opportunity to ask for the technology of Tombstone Gate directly.

"I can't do that. That's not my area of ​​expertise."

Xerath refused bluntly.

"What about the inertia-free engine?"

"No."

"The Obelisk is OK, right?"

“I’m not good at civil engineering.”

The two bargained for a long time and finally reached an agreement that Xerath would give him a batch of Gauss weapons so that he could become familiar with the technology of the Necrontyr.

After Galen figured out the mystery, he set about repairing the energy center.

"This trip was a good harvest. It was worth the cost of an arm."

Garen stared at the Gauss separator in his arms with great delight, as if he was holding a beautiful woman and couldn't let go.

Sanguinius was in a bad state, flapping his wings and climbing up with difficulty. The armored Primarch, dozens of Gauss weapons
The beautiful Primarch became a working slave.

"That guy is not a good person. Seven out of ten of his statements are lies."

Sanguinius warned.

"Of course I know. It depends on how much good things I can squeeze out of him."

(End of this chapter)