Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 736 Killing the Broken God (asking for monthly votes)

The Neutron Battle Star is the ultimate trump card of the God's Blade Legion.

It was created by the gods themselves, embodying their extraordinary control over dimensions and psychic powers.

In order to carry out this extermination mission, Explorer Onegg personally handed it over to Cassandra for control.

He told Cassandra that activating the Neutron Battle Star would consume an extremely huge amount of psychic energy and would also place an extremely heavy burden on the mind.

For this reason, Cassandra was not very willing to use this weapon of war.

Anyway, most of the time, the Blade of God crushes others and there is no need for the Neutron Battle Star to join the battlefield.

But after Cassandra was defeated by Professor X and Janus, she no longer cared about the cost.

She was about to die, so what price was she afraid of paying?
Only by trying hard can there be a glimmer of hope.

It doesn't matter if the legion is destroyed, as long as she is still alive, she can build the next legion.

She has infinite confidence in herself, and the gods will never give up such a perfect chess piece like her.

Cassandra's soul sank into the neutron battle star, and she wanted to use her last consciousness to control this weapon of war and crush and annihilate all human fleets.

"As long as the Neutron Battle Star launches an attack, everything will be fine."

Cassandra whispered in her mind.

But when her soul actually entered the internal control console of the Neutron Battle Star, she was shocked to find that the situation seemed different from what she had imagined.

It seems that I have no control over this last trump card.

Not only that, an irresistible attraction came from the core of the neutron battle star, swallowing Cassandra's soul into it.

An ancient, chaotic, and broken consciousness is awakening.

"..."

"It's you?"

"I see……"

"Hahahahahaha!" A shrill laugh came from the legion.

Cassandra recognized the identity of the soul's breath. It was the loyal giant guard who had always been by her side.

The guard who obeyed her orders had now become a threat to her life.

The origins of the Giant Guard are so mysterious that even Mr. Sinister and Magneto cannot understand them, but in fact, even Cassandra herself does not know much about them.

He seemed to always cover himself in armor, always remain silent, and always obey Cassandra's orders.

"I thought they gave me the Neutron Battle Star as a sign of trust in me, a trump card that could turn the tide of the war."

"But actually... this neutron battle star is for you, right?"

"You abominable beings are always calculating. Even I am just a pawn on your chessboard..."

The giant guard's body is always covered by armor, but stimulated by the soul awakened in the neutron battle star, Cassandra finally gets a glimpse of his inner self.

There was no flesh and blood under the opponent's armor, only a strange mass of energy.

Cassandra had seen many beings like this.

They all have a common name - God.

However, unlike the gods such as the Calculator and the Detector that Cassandra had seen, this god was a little special.

Its soul sleeps inside the neutron battle star, while its body transforms into a giant guard, following Cassandra.

It is far less powerful and complete than those gods. If we have to use a noun to describe it, it would be a broken god.

Alisem, the ancestor of the gods, sowed not only the seeds of life but also the seeds of gods in many parallel universes.

In other words, a large part of His purpose in sowing the seeds of life is to provide environmental conditions for the hatching of the seeds of the gods.

The seeds of those gods may be parasitic on a planet until they absorb enough energy and soul, and then they will break out of the cocoon.

However, this process is not absolute. Some gods may fail to conceive and fall into a half-dead state.

And this Broken God is such an existence.

Its power is extremely huge, far exceeding that of the so-called mutants and eternals, but its mind is confused and it has almost no advanced intelligence other than instinct.

The chaotic consciousness that awakened in the Neutron Battle Star devoured Cassandra's soul without any hesitation. Then, it began to instinctively crave more souls as nutrients.

Hunger, endless hunger.

Emptiness, it wants to fill its own emptiness.

To the gods, humans are just cattle and sheep that feed their fetuses. Humans do not feel guilty about eating, and naturally, neither do they.

The humans fighting on the battlefield and the warriors of the Blade of God are all its extremely eager targets for prey.

The chaotic consciousness of the Broken God returned to his body.

It becomes whole again.

It looked at the two fighting parties with great indifference, then waved its hands and began to control its body.

The neutron battle star that was spinning at high speed in the universe suddenly began to rampage.

Its two north and south poles released terrifying pulse radiation. All the space warships affected by it instantly became like a fragile soap bubble, with the extinction radiation piercing through the energy shield and hull.

All living things in the battleship, even the stone men and the battleship's intelligent brain, were completely annihilated by the extinction-level radiation.

The high-speed rotating neutron battle star celestial body is even more unstoppable on the battlefield.

It pounced on a human battleship that was more than 20 kilometers long, and then broke through the endurance limit of the void shield as if it was strolling in the garden.

It broke into the battleship from the bow, and then the high-speed rotating star body directly tore apart all structures including the keel.

Whether it is solid gold or materials made using the principle of strong interaction, they are still so fragile in front of the most terrifying celestial body in the universe.

It rushed out from the end of the battleship, leaving behind only countless tiny fragments of wreckage.

A powerful battleship is only worthy of a single collision in front of a neutron battle star.

There are no fancy attacks, only the simplest and most primitive collisions.

However, even the most powerful void shield could not withstand this kind of impact.

A neutron star with a mass 1.5 times that of the sun carries kinetic energy that is billions of times greater than that of an ordinary macro cannon.

It is like a marble launched by a child, colliding rapidly and wantonly on the desktop of the universe, smashing any enemy.

Crash! Crash! Crash!

Even the warships of the God's Blade Legion were within its attack range.

The Broken God is too lazy to distinguish between friend and foe, or it does not have the ability to distinguish between friend and foe.

The souls of those who were slaughtered and died were pulled by a powerful attraction and continuously poured into the interior of the neutron battle star.

It is harvesting souls. In the past, this task was done by the warriors of the Blade of God, but now, they have also become the targets of harvest.

When the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked. When the Blade of God loses its value in reaping lives, it itself loses its value.

"No! It shouldn't be like this!"

The God's Blade warriors on the Final Judgment all watched with bloodshot eyes as the Neutron Battle Star destroyed their warship, and the other legion soldiers and comrades died instantly.

They won't even leave behind a complete body, because all matter will be split and disintegrated at the atomic level, turning into an extremely tiny speck of dust on the neutron battle star.

The old Magneto suddenly felt that the sense of restraint that had always existed in him disappeared, and he knew that Cassandra was finished.

With ecstasy filling his heart, he immediately abandoned Eric, who was commanding the Iron Legion to fight against him, and planned to flee with his confidants.

However, just as he was about to escape, Professor X's psychic thread entered his brain and tightly controlled his consciousness.

"Cassandra is dead, but that doesn't mean no one can control you."

Charles' angry voice rang in Magneto's ears.

"You must pay for the sins you committed!"

Magneto had a bitter smile on his face. These damn psychics were such fucking scoundrels.

The neutron battle star rampaged wildly in the universe, and soon hundreds of warships were killed by its impact.

Brilliant fireworks rose up, even illuminating the void far away from the stars.

No battleship could stop it even for a moment.

The Ultramar Watcher seized the opportunity and used its star destroyer cannon to predict the movement trajectory of the neutron battle star.

For a celestial body of such a huge mass, it possesses extremely terrifying inertia.

The ability to allow it to move freely in the universe is the result of the magical technology of the gods.

But wanting to perform tactical maneuvers like a small fighter jet is completely a daydream.

The ultra-high-energy particle beam hit a corner of the neutron battle star, causing its rotation to slow down for a brief moment.

A huge gas cloud suddenly appeared in the universe. It was the neutron star matter that was hit by the star-destroying cannon and transformed into a hydrogen cloud after escaping the extreme gravitational environment.

Neutron star matter cannot exist alone, because when the mass is insufficient, it will lose the gravitational bond and expand billions of times back to its original volume.

The neutron battle star spun at high speed and broke through the obstruction of the hydrogen cloud. Under the attack of the star-destroying cannon just now, it lost about the mass of the moon.

To it, the damage is minimal.

The neutron battle star that was hit by the star destroyer cannon began to attack the Ultramar Watcher fiercely like an enraged beast.

The captain of this battleship immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and injected most of his reactor energy into the engine.

The giant ship, which was hundreds of kilometers long, began to accelerate urgently, and at the same time, the center of gravity of the warship shifted significantly in a very short time.

Even for a Thundercloud-class planetary battleship, this was a very thrilling tactical move.

The keel of the battleship bears enormous impact force, and the delicate structures are under even greater pressure.

Dazzling arcs of azure plasma erupted from the end of the battleship, pushing it toward the track next to it.

Finally, thanks to the efforts of the captain and countless crew members, the Ultramar Warden finally avoided the head-on collision with the neutron battle star.

But even so, its void shield and energy shield were quietly brushed past by the neutron battle star.

The battleship was shaking violently, and at the moment of contact, the energy output displayed by the void shield system almost exploded.

Countless pink and purple lights flashed on the surface of the shield system, and it was close to overload.

Seeing this scene, even many veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time could not help but hold their breath and even began to gasp.

It was just a slight graze. If it really hit head-on, they believed that even this pinnacle product of human wisdom would be doomed to destruction.

No matter how powerful human warships were in the Golden Age, they were not strong enough to crash directly into a neutron star and remain intact.

Not even Necrons warships, if they still obeyed the laws of physics.

It is almost impossible to rely on pure physical defense to withstand this level of damage.

Without the leadership of Cassandra, the brain, the remaining God's Blade Legion suddenly fell into chaos.

They were extremely terrified and wanted to escape, but were directly destroyed by human warships from behind.

"These human lunatics, aren't they afraid of death?"

"Even if you die, you're going to drag us down with you?"

Many God's Blade warriors murmured, and then their bodies turned into dust along with the exploding warship.

Just as this neutron battle star was killing everyone, a crack finally appeared in the subspace at the edge of the solar system.

The first and second fleets of Costa Rica and Sevatar rushed back from other parallel universes and joined the war that was about to end.

"Lord Roshi, we encountered a warp storm and were delayed from our expected return."

Koswain's voice came from the communication channel.

"The real battle has just begun. It's not too late now." Luo Xi replied.

Compared with his plan, the two detachments did not arrive at the battlefield on time.

However, they were using subspace to travel back from other parallel universes, so it was reasonable that there would be some time errors.

With the addition of these two new forces, the situation of mankind improved instantly.

Together with their two Thundercloud-class planetary battleships and two battleships from the Solar Fleet, a total of four of the strongest battleships began to work together to stop the ravages of the Neutron Battle Star.

They each occupied a key point, forcing the Neutron Battle Star to concentrate on attacking only one enemy.

By seizing this time window, the other three warships can make full use of their firepower to output.

Relying on the super maneuverability of the Thundercloud-class planetary battleship, the Neutron Battle Star, restrained by its own inertia, did not hit it at all.

Seeing this situation, the Broken God finally became interested.

Although it is a god that failed to be conceived, it lacks the most important self-awareness and is in a confused state.

But now that the Neutron Battle Star is in trouble, it still feels annoyed.

Under its control, the neutron battle star suddenly broke away from its original inertial navigation and instead adopted another more erratic dimensional jump to move.

Its speed rapidly decreased until it reached a relative state of stillness, then instantly disappeared from the spot. It was no longer constrained by its own inertia because it was not moving.

The dimension engine helps it directly change its own spatial coordinates.

And with this miraculous dimensional jump, the horror of the Neutron Battle Star has increased sharply.

Human supercomputers cannot effectively calculate its trajectory, and naturally cannot determine where it will appear.

The four Thundercloud-class planetary battleships suddenly dispersed while maintaining their high-speed maneuverability.

The neutron battle star drew a trajectory like the Grim Reaper's scythe in the void, and the wreckage of warships bloomed like fireworks wherever it passed.

The Neutron Battle Star jumped and appeared next to the Ultramar Watcher, and it gently collided with the giant battleship that was in operation.

The diameter of only ten kilometers seems so small compared to the void battleship that is hundreds of kilometers long.

But it was precisely this tiny celestial body that was able to crash through the hull of the Ultramar Watcher with unstoppable force.

In the belly of this giant void whale, the neutron battle star violently tore open a huge wound, and instantly large pieces of the battleship's armor were torn into free atoms.

Plasma flames gushed out of the abdominal wound of the Ultramar Watcher, and the molten flow of the adamantine armor condensed into coral-like crystals in zero gravity.
The humans, iron men, and various complex mechanical equipment affected were all turned into ashes.

The Ultramar Warden wailed, its machine spirit in agony, grieving its own destruction.

The neutron battle star wanted to continue the collision, but it had to slow down to relative stillness in order to make the dimensional jump.

It is impossible to accelerate it again using a conventional engine in a split second.

The Ultramar Watcher began to flee with its damaged engine, while the other three sister ships also poured out fire crazily to create an opportunity for her retreat.

These flagships also began to change their attack methods, using antimatter torpedoes to replace star-destroying cannons as their main lethal weapons.

The latter's lethality is really insufficient, but it performs well against conventional enemies, especially those on the surface of the planet.

However, it is really useless against an opponent like the Neutron Battle Star, which has thick skin and flesh and an unimaginably thick health bar.

Tens of thousands of antimatter torpedoes fell like raindrops. Although the neutron battle star blocked most of the gravity, it still had a huge gravitational force that exceeded that of ordinary warships.

Those torpedoes don't even need to be aimed. They just need to calibrate the direction and they will naturally fly towards the neutron battle star under the pull of gravity.

This is also a drawback of this super weapon, but it is not without countermeasures.

Under the control of the Broken God, the Neutron Battle Star released a devastating radiation pulse, directly destroying the control systems of most torpedoes.

Luo Xi could feel that the machine souls in those torpedoes were directly destroyed and killed under the enemy's attack, becoming "dead objects" in the true sense.

The antimatter annihilation torpedo whose machine soul was killed immediately lost the ability to contain the antimatter stored in the weapon system.

Before they reached their intended target, they exploded in the universe.

However, humans don't have much else, and their weapons and ammunition will never run out.

More and more antimatter annihilation torpedoes are coming, and the neutron battle star is only releasing pulse radiation from its poles.

Occasionally, some of the particles that slip through the net directly hit the surface of the neutron battle star, releasing the power of matter annihilation on this planet that is almost a perfect sphere.

Those degenerate dense matter were forced to react with antimatter, and then released terrifying explosive energy.

The structure of a neutron star is extremely stable, but once matter is lost, matter from other places will flow towards the area where matter is missing under the pull of gravity.

It must always maintain the shape of a perfect sphere to maintain its balance.

The continuous flow of material causes violent stellar vibrations in the neutron battle star.

The control room and dimensional engine buried in the core of the planet were slightly damaged by this violent vibration.

Under this interference, its terrifying dimensional jumping ability also came to a temporary halt.

"It's now."

"Release the antimeme generator."

Roxi acted decisively and seized the opportunity gained by severely damaging the Ultramar Watcher.

As the order was given, an unusually large and strange machine in the core cabin of the flagship Crimson Fist began to flash with a scarlet luster.

It is made entirely of the living metal of the Necrons. Ever since Roche obtained the Allspark, this previously secretive Necromancer overlord has not been stingy and has shared some not-too-important technologies with Roche.

This anti-meme generator is a perfect cube, with countless energy lines on its surface emitting a faint green glow, emitting a special power that can affect the stability of space and time.

On the surface of this device, which combines Necronic technology with human psychic creation, countless runic characters swim like a group of awakened snakes.

The moment the energy conduit was connected, the gravitational constant of the entire solar system began to vibrate.

Inside it, countless densely packed and complex circuits and machines are operating according to their respective principles.

Even the great sage of the Mechanicus would be completely overwhelmed by the vast amount of information when seeing the scene before him.

This is a god-killing weapon created by the Necrons during their heyday. It is a terrifying existence that is powerful enough to smash a Star God into pieces.

The Crimson Fist's battleship armor was completely opened, and the entire ship seemed to be disintegrating, leaving a space large enough for the machine to be released.

"Praise the Machine Soul!" The Mechanicus's hymn echoed on the bridge, and energy rings with complex topological structures cracked on the surface of the cube.

Then, driven by the external engine, the huge body of the anti-meme generator began to slowly accelerate towards the neutron battle star.

The Broken God was obviously aware of what hidden secret weapons humans were using, otherwise they would not have released such a strange-looking machine on the battlefield.

It was fragile, without any gun barrels or weapon arrays, only countless flashing runes and energy lines.

It looked like just one shot would be enough to completely destroy the antimeme generator.

But humans won't give it any chance.

The neutron battle star and the anti-meme generator came into contact with each other, and then the machine burst into endless green light.

The surrounding physical universe is being distorted into another form under the influence of this god-killing weapon.

The first thing to change was the speed of light constant, which began to speed up and slow down as if affected by subspace.

The dark green glow of the anti-meme generator spread like a plague, and the illuminated space began to show a strange scene like dissolving oil paint.

The battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Spreading outwards from the anti-meme generator, the concept of "God" is being stripped away from everyone's mind.

The pulse beams at the two poles of the neutron battle star suddenly twisted into a shape similar to a Möbius strip, tearing and distorting its own gravitational field.

And the arrogant and domineering Neutron Battle Star is also among those forgotten.

The physical laws within it became disrupted, and just a slight change in the direction of gravity caused it to expand violently.

For neutron stars, expansion is definitely not a good thing.

Its interior should have been absolutely dense, but now, countless hydrogen bubbles on the surface of the armor made of degenerate matter are multiplying wildly under the quantum tunneling effect.

Those basic rules of the universe seemed to have forgotten how they should operate normally, and began to change extremely recklessly according to their own moods.

A cloud of hydrogen of unimaginable size is generated in the universe, and it is rapidly transforming from a degenerate state into the lightest hydrogen.

The three states of matter, energy and information can always be transformed into each other. If we can thoroughly master the laws of change of these three states, then the scientific system of a civilization will reach an incredible level.

And now, all the matter and energy of the neutron battle star are falling towards information.

Everything about it is transformed into information, and when the information is forgotten, it will completely shatter and disappear.

Only a being like Star God could shatter itself after being hit by an anti-meme generator.

According to the principle of the anti-meme generator, any existence should be forgotten and annihilated.

But the Neutron Battle Star is obviously not as special as the Star God.

This extremely dangerous weapon of war was directly wiped out by humanity's most powerful weapon before it could demonstrate its true strength.

The Broken God stood in the void in astonishment.

Its confused consciousness was unable to comprehend what was happening.

It is the trump card sent by the gods to support the battle. If even Cassandra is defeated, her soul will be devoured by the neutron battle star, thus awakening herself.

By then, the neutron battle star will become its body, and its chaotic consciousness will dominate this terrifying celestial body in the real universe, second only to the black hole.

The power that the Broken God can exert in this state will reach an extremely terrifying level.

However, the situation did not develop as the gods expected, and the Neutron Battle Star was now in destruction.

The Broken God felt the strange power wrapped around him, which was the power of memes and anti-memes.

Suddenly, the Broken God saw traces of his own existence - it was the Broken God embryo that failed to be conceived in the parallel universe, being gently erased by an invisible eraser.

It immediately erupted with a roar that transcended the physical dimension; it was the roar of its chaotic consciousness unwilling to perish.

But the syllables it uttered were frozen in the antimemetic storm.

When the dark green light engulfed the entire battlefield, time seemed to be paused.

The gray mist released by the god-killing weapon swept across the battlefield, and the Neutron Battle Star had been wiped out like a picture erased by an eraser, with all traces of its existence wiped out.

"Matter-information conversion is 100% complete."

"The information has been forgotten at a rate of 99.5%."

The neutron battle star that was invincible on the battlefield was now turning into a shining pattern of stardust in the sky.

That's the tombstone inscription preset by the antimeme generator.

The surviving Iron Legions began to conduct self-inspections, and a large number of unresolved gaps appeared in their databases.

Sharokin tried to recall the details of the battle, but found only vague shadows in his memory. As for what it was exactly, no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember it.

Luo Xi opened his psychic eyes and saw the Broken God that was dissipating.

"An incomplete god?"

"It seems like luck is on my side."

"This great gift is placed before me, so I will accept it."

Even the Broken Celestial being, under the influence of an antimeme generator, would disintegrate its own conceptual form.

Only against such a not-so-intelligent opponent can the anti-meme generator be effective.

If it were any other complete gods, they would not be so stupid as not to dodge or resist.

Luo Xi looked at the broken god that was disappearing, and suddenly something in his heart moved.

He used his own authority and power, and his psychic tentacles penetrated the dimensional barrier and pulled the broken core of the god into his palm.
Endless spiritual energy flowed out from the body of the Broken God.

Countless deep cracks appeared on its body, like an exquisite but broken vase, revealing its essence.

Luo Xi had hardly ever seen such a powerful psychic entity. Even the Seal Master Malcador was far inferior to this Broken God.

But such a powerful existence does not know how to better utilize its power.

Without further hesitation, Luo Xi directly stuffed the Broken God into the miniature Star Torch.

Since the beginning of the war, the souls of the fallen Celestial Blade warriors have continuously provided energy for the Micro-Astronomican.

But compared to the sun-like spiritual power contained in this Broken God, those are just weak candle flames.

The Micro-Astronomican could barely contain such an entity, so Roche had no choice but to cut it up, split it, and throw it into the Micro-Astronomican.

The flames were more intense than ever before, purifying the curse left by Horus at an astonishing speed.

The miniature star torch erupted with supernova-level brilliance, and the chains of curse broke apart bit by bit in the divine flames.

The foul traces of contamination on the souls of Sanguinius and Curze began to fade, revealing the purest and most flawless essence of the Primarchs.

Luo Xi was also very excited. He originally thought that this process would be extremely long, but who knew that a Broken God would appear halfway and give himself a head.

"Thank you for your sacrifice. Sanguinius and Curze need purer firewood." Luo Xi smiled at the wreckage of the Broken God.

Even Luo Xi had to admit that the power of the Broken God was extremely strong, but its mind was extremely chaotic and primitive.

It's not wrong to say that it is a beast with divine power.

Before the beast could start causing any trouble, it was hit by the anti-meme generator, the most powerful weapon that could restrain it.

"I'll leave the cleanup work on the battlefield here to you. I'm going to Mars."

"Remember to tell Sevatar and Azkaelon that their most desired wish will soon come true."

Luo Xi threw a word to Pollux, then disappeared from the bridge of the Crimson Fist.

Polux looked at the disappearing Roxi with a little helplessness. As the supreme commander of the human side, he should continue to take charge of the situation on the battlefield.

However, he couldn't interfere with Luo Xi's thoughts, so he could only let him go.

"Isn't Sevatar and Azkaelon's greatest wish to resurrect the Gene Father?"

"It seems that we will once again welcome the leadership of the Primarch, which is also a very good thing."

The Imperial Fists muttered to themselves, and then began to command the huge human army to clean up the devastated battlefield.

In this battle, humans are the victors, and the Blade of God is just another defeated opponent.

All their glory has now become a stepping stone for mankind.

Pollux had no doubt that this was only the first victory, and that this cross-universe expedition would never end.

(End of this chapter)