Warhammer: Empire Reboot

"Or perhaps..."

"Hold on a little longer. In sixty years at most, once I've completely cleaned up the mess in the dark side of the empire and fully rolled out the new technological system, I'll personally come to pick you up."

A long-lost laugh echoed in the emperor's mind.

I've already sat here for ten thousand years, why would I care about a mere sixty? Terra cannot become ruins, I'll wait for you.

"it is good."

Lawson snapped his fingers.

"There's one last thing. The Empire's machine has been rotten for too long. I might make some... radical changes to it. It will kill a lot of people and might even shake the foundations of the state religion. I'm just letting you know in advance."

Go for it!

The emperor's will hardened at this moment.

I fully support you!

"Then there's no problem."

Lawson laughed: "However, you have to do me a favor. I've blocked the Eye of Fear, and those guys in the Warp probably won't be happy about it."

Once you take control of Startorch, I will be able to free up at least 27% of my energy from being at full capacity!

The emperor's will is like a lion awakening.

I will personally keep a close eye on them!

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden flame erupted from the golden throne and instantly surged into Lawson's body!

The imperial golden armor on Lawson's body emitted a high-pitched hum.

The imperial golden fire within his body surged wildly, like fuel thrown into a furnace.

boom!

A pure golden beam of light shot up from the palace spire, tearing through the dim sky of Terra and soaring into the clouds!

At that moment, the entire Terra was bathed in a sacred golden light.

At Lionsgate Starport, the high lords and nobles who had just been speculating about Lawson's strength stared in disbelief at this miraculous scene.

Even the Emperor didn't react this strongly when Guilliman returned!

This Lawson, he actually...

To think that the Emperor values ​​him so highly!

Inside the palace, Lawson, feeling the almost overflowing power within him, ended his conversation with the emperor.

He turned around and strode back the way he came.

The emperor's thoughts came from behind him.

"You look great in that armor. It reminds me of my younger days."

Lawson didn't turn around, he just waved his hand casually.

"Grandpa, wait for me, I'll be right back."

As Lawson's figure disappeared outside the Gate of Eternity, the skeleton on the golden throne, silent for millennia, looked towards the Warp and let out a silent, cold laugh.

That's really great.

For the first time in ten thousand years, I have the energy to actively seek out trouble for those four bastards.

The Empire now has Lawson, what do you have?

The future looks promising!

When Lawson emerged from the Gate of Eternity, neither Guilliman nor Ryan, who were waiting outside, asked what he had discussed with the Emperor.

The golden pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth just now has already explained everything.

“Now, can we go and look at the problem with the Golden Throne?” Guilliman greeted him.

Lawson's gaze fell on Raskian.

"Lead the way."

Raskian immediately led the group through another passage to a deeper part of the palace.

This is a place specifically used by the Cult of Mechanics to monitor the energy cycle and structural stability of the Golden Throne.

The holographic screen displays the operating parameters of each part of the throne in real time.

"The problem begins here."

Raskian's mechanical tentacles pointed to a dark red area on the light screen.

"This is the seventeenth core energy converter. We've been keeping it functional by using three auxiliary reactors. But it was completely rendered unusable 130 years ago."

He switched to another image, which showed countless energy channels resembling nerve cords.

"The failure of the converter caused an imbalance in the entire energy cycle system. In order to alleviate the pressure, we had to install more bypass pipes, but these replacements caused new problems. They are like a growing tumor, gradually encroaching on the space inside the throne and compressing other normal components."

Lawson listened quietly for a while, then waved his hand to stop Rasgian's report.

He certainly doesn't understand these complex technologies, but someone else does.

A portal of light with a static force field opened silently beside him.

A team of T-series technical assassins emerged, led by UR-025.

The moment Raskian saw these uninvited guests, he made a judgment about these creations, which did not conform to any known model of the Mechanics.

"I hate intelligence!"

A senior technical priest beside him cried out.

Lawson glanced at Raskian.

"Don't be so surprised. Let me introduce you to an old acquaintance, perhaps you know him."

He snapped his fingers, and another static light gate opened.

A figure equally imbued with mechanical beauty appeared in the temple, having traversed half the galaxy from Agrippina.

Xerath was once a Dark Sage on the highest-level wanted list by the Cult of Mechanics.

He is now completely unrecognizable from his former self.

Instead, it features a highly refined dark silver mechanical body, so much so that not even a trace of the data cables that traditional mechanical priests like to keep are visible.

As soon as Krus appeared, he saw Lawson and immediately changed his demeanor.

“Your Excellency, the Agrippina production system has just completed the third phase of military industrial adjustments, and I am preparing to submit a report to you.”

Lawson waved his hand: "We'll talk about the report later. First, let's meet your old acquaintance."

Krusas followed Lawson's gaze.

Then I saw Raskian.

Their mechanical eyes lit up simultaneously.

A short string of code echoed in the air.

Raskian's reaction changed immediately.

Appearance can be faked, voice can be changed, but coding habits are extremely difficult to completely modify.

In particular, the highest sages of the Mechanicus each possess long-established data structures, encryption features, and language habits.

"Kexos, you're still alive!"

Krusa gracefully performed a standard mechanical ritual.

"General Forging, it's been a long time. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm doing very well."

A commotion arose among the sages behind Raskian.

"Xerus? Isn't he on the Martian wanted list?"

"Data ID confirmed, it really is him."

Laskian ignored the chatter behind him; his attention was entirely focused on Xerath.

What happened to your body?

Krus looked down at himself.

"An upgrade, of course, is obvious."

Laskian's mechanical eye scans rapidly.

"Where is your original neural center? What is the proportion of mechanization there?"

"This is a matter of private data."

Krusa enjoyed his reaction.

Laskian once held a high position in the Cult of Mechanics and even issued an arrest warrant for him.

Now, when we meet again, it is still that complex, Martian-cast general's body, with countless mechanical structures superimposed on it.

The other has become a highly unified mechanical life form.

This contrast pleased Xavier.

"Let me reintroduce myself. I am currently serving as the assistant to General Agripina's Casting Division."

Raskian looked at him.

"assistant?"

"Yes, I also served as a mechanical general for two years, haha."

Krus's mechanical face was expressionless.

The joy in his tone was undeniable.

"The position is not important; what matters most is that the Lord of the Seals allows us to research truly useful technologies."

"You should give it a try, of course, if the Master of the Seal allows it."

The mechanical sages behind Raskian had completely lost focus.