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

Chapter 99 It’s fantasy time now

"Besides me, how many loyal brothers are still alive? Ferrus and Vulkan both died on the killing field of Isstvan V. It is rumored that Corax escaped. How is the Khan? What about Dorne stationed on Terra? The Warmaster will definitely not let go of the Solar Segmentum. Dorne will be the biggest obstacle."

"Where is Ryan? He has concealed his whereabouts. The last news from Sanguinius came from the Signus galaxy. Russ's character is always the most impulsive. Has he been torn to pieces by the enemy?"

"My brothers, are they all right?"

After drinking only one glass of wine without much alcohol, Roboute seemed drunk and began to mutter to himself.

Roxie patted the shoulder armor of the seated Guilliman. He was not very good at comforting people.

In the hearts of the Ultramarines, he is the great genetic father; in the hearts of the people of the five hundred worlds of Ultramar, he is the invincible king, but he is also a human being. He has never lost his sense of identity with humans, even though no human can be as extraordinary as he is.

"I sometimes wonder if I am the last of the loyalists left, if the galaxy has become the spoils of the Wolf God, if Terra has fallen."

Guilliman looked at Roche, expecting him to say something.

"Then do what you should do and don't worry too much. If you are the last loyal son, then bring revenge to your brothers. If not, then you will be waiting for your brothers to come in the Five Hundred Worlds. You must unite as one."

Guilliman was encouraged by Roche's affirmation. He waved his fist and excitedly sketched a preliminary idea.

"I must find a way to break the influence of the Ruinstorm. The five hundred worlds must be integrated again. Since we can't see the light of the Astronomican, we must find a replacement."

"If the Imperium has fallen, then let Ultramar be the backup of the Imperium. We will never succumb to Horus, and never succumb to the power of Chaos."

Guilliman wants the Five Hundred Worlds to shoulder the responsibilities of the Imperium in times of crisis, but does this in some sense prove that he is doing something wrong?

The complexity of this caused Guilliman great pain, and he was afraid that his actions would also become some kind of rebellion.

"I need your help. In your time, besides the subspace, are there other faster-than-light communication and transportation methods?"

Luo Xi pondered for a moment. His most important goal at the moment was to restore communications and interstellar transportation.

"Although I really want to help you, unfortunately, in the 21st millennium of mankind, we also used the subspace for faster-than-light travel. At that time, the subspace was not so dangerous, and we did not need to pay a high price to travel."

If the warp in the past was as calm as an inland lake, the warp now with its storm of destruction is like a deadly deep ocean.

"But I can improve your current communication mode. Although it cannot achieve ultra-long-distance communication in the full sense, it can greatly reduce the difficulty of communication between neighboring galaxies, so that they will not be divided into isolated islands by the destructive storm like they are now."

Although he didn't get what he needed most, Guilliman still nodded optimistically. There is always a way. If you lose confidence, then everything will be in vain.

After finishing this topic, Guilliman mentioned the topic of Iron Man with some hesitation.

"Luo Xi, can you ensure the safety of the Iron Men? After all, they are too dangerous, even more dangerous than the rebellion and subspace crisis that are currently plaguing us."

When the Emperor created the Primarch, he engraved hatred of aliens and vigilance against abominable intelligence into their genes. These two things were the root cause of severe damage to mankind during the Dark Ages. It was also with great difficulty that Guilliman acquiesced to Roche's possession of the Iron Man.

"There is no 100% guarantee. You and I both understand this. But what I can be sure of is that in the face of chaos pollution, artificial intelligence is not powerless to fight back. In fact, compared to humans, artificial intelligence is more resistant." Luo Xi answered sincerely.

"My ship was the limit of technology at that time. It was created to continue the human race. The underlying algorithm logic has been refined through thousands of trials. I don't think the warp can corrupt it so easily." He continued, citing the example of the Battle of Calth.

"Those chaotic waste codes did want to pollute and corrupt my intelligent brain, but they clearly failed. The firewall of the intelligent brain is difficult to cross. Its self-purification ability and its ability to attack chaotic waste codes have been put to the test."

The Primarch nodded. Indeed, the intelligent computer on the Red Alert played a very important role in the battle to recapture the weapons array.

"The loyalty of my AI is beyond doubt. Now I am just worried that our enemies will use some more terrifying Warp sorcery, like the Chaos waste code pollution, to deal with the AI with stronger means of corruption." Seeing that Guilliman had somewhat accepted his theory, he continued.

"Although I have not experienced that dark and chaotic era, I am sure that not all Iron Men and artificial intelligences have chosen to betray. Humans use more than billions of artificial intelligences. Even a planet-scale mining site has its own intelligence."

"And the fact that humans were able to survive that dark age is closely related to those intelligent computers that remained loyal. Only artificial intelligence can fight against artificial intelligence, otherwise humans would have been exterminated by those omnipotent intelligent computers long ago."

Guilliman nodded slightly in acknowledgement.

"In our time, most war weapons were controlled by artificial intelligence and iron men. If we completely lose the assistance of artificial intelligence, our combat effectiveness may not be as strong as these clumsy genetically modified warriors under your command."

Even Guilliman couldn't help but feel angry when he heard Roche call his proud Astartes a clumsy modified warrior.

Luo Xi also chuckled, and he spread his hands and listed them one by one: "Although the Human Alliance strictly prohibits illegal genetic modification, this law is obviously not very binding."

"With the help of the STC template, even a remote and undeveloped planet may have a very advanced genetic engineering laboratory. Too many lunatics have turned their delusions into reality through the STC."

"Have you ever seen a monster that has a nuclear reactor inside its body and relies on nuclear energy to feed and fight?"

"Have you ever seen an android that can absorb solar radiation, strengthen its body just by basking in the sun, fly at supersonic speeds at will, and withstand plasma with its physical strength?"

"Have you ever seen a freak who has genetic material from alien races inserted into his gene fragments and can freely use psychic power and manipulate electromagnetic force and gravity?"

Guilliman was a little stunned. Compared with the monsters that Roche described, the Astartes seemed indeed a little mediocre.

"A mad scientist named Portland used an alien corpse he accidentally found to transform a creature with powerful evolutionary abilities. As long as every cell of the creature is not completely killed at the first time, it can adapt in a very short time and be almost immune to the same damage next time."

"This terrifying adaptability allowed the creature to spread rapidly, even devouring an entire human habitation world. Ordinary weapons lost their effectiveness after being used, causing the situation to spiral out of control again and again."

Luo Xi sighed and said that the scientific madman was indeed a genius. His creation caused considerable trouble to the Human Alliance at that time. Because of the concealment and evasion at the beginning, the monster almost grew to the point where it was difficult to eliminate.

"What happened next? How was it destroyed?" Guilliman asked curiously.

"Black hole. The Alliance created an artificial black hole in the core of the planet, which swallowed up all the mass of the entire planet from the inside out. Naturally, the monster had no room to adapt." Luo Xi said.

"But I feel that life always has its limits. I can't imagine what kind of ghost thing can adapt to the black hole environment. The nearly infinite density is enough to devour any material energy and information."

Guilliman felt beads of sweat oozing from his neck. He had already imagined that if the human empire encountered such a monster, with the empire's extremely slow reaction speed, by the time the upper echelons found out, it would probably have reached a point of no return.

At that time, they will face an enemy that is immune to most of the attacks, with a vitality so strong that it is almost immortal, and its adaptability is still urging the pace of evolution.

"You were really full of demons and monsters back then. No wonder you were destroyed in the dark night in the end."

Guilliman breathed a sigh of relief. He found that after engaging in some wild and ridiculous imagination with Roche, his nervousness had eased a lot.

Although the current situation is bad, it is still within the acceptable range. Horus can only take the throne world as quickly as possible and be crowned in a quick victory.

And if the situation deteriorates and progress slows, his rebels will simply be overwhelmed by loyalists who will react.

After all, only a minority chose to betray, and the vast majority of the Empire remained loyal to the Lord of Mankind, and Horus was well aware of his own strengths and weaknesses.

The Wolf God had the first-mover advantage and the help of the subspace, so he was able to execute three loyal legions by taking advantage of the information gap. But when everyone knew about his rebellion, could the Wolf God still be so unstoppable?
(End of this chapter)