Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

The people may still be afraid of Koze, but this fear actually gives them a sense of "security" compared to their pure despair and helplessness towards the nobles.

……

In the tower that belonged exclusively to the Night Haunter, the Primarchs gathered together.

Aurora's eyes kept wandering around. The entire planet was always shrouded in a gray hue, and a feeling of oppression was overwhelming.

"I thought Koz's home planet would have some unique specialties." Aurora couldn't help but speak, with a hint of disappointment in her tone.

She had originally harbored some special expectations for this planet, imagining that there might be unique and rare products here that could add a bit of specialness to their trip to Nostramo. However, the monotonous and gloomy scene before her was obviously very different from her expectations.

Guilliman frowned slightly and said, "Aurora, we are not here for special products. Our primary mission in Nostramo is to help the people here, help our brothers, and change the current situation of this planet."

Guilliman's gaze was very steady.

The Lord of Ultramar always feels happy or extremely interested in helping other brothers and correcting the mistakes of other brothers.

As he spoke, he glanced at every Primarch present, reminding everyone not to forget the important mission of this trip.

Corax stood aside, gazing through the tower at the distant, hazy land. He spoke slowly, "Indeed, the situation here is more dire than we imagined. Curze has long relied on fear to maintain order. While this has been effective, it has failed to eradicate the malignant growth of dark forces like the nobility. Now that we have gathered here, we must work together to devise a viable plan."

At this time, Huile, who had been silent all this time, spoke up: "No matter what, we must first gain a deeper understanding of the distribution and operation of the various forces in Nostramo."

As she spoke, she took out a stack of papers with her beautiful handwriting on them.

The above is the distribution of cities on the entire planet that she surveyed using her psychic power when she first landed on this planet.

"Only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can we formulate effective strategies to break this long-standing, unchanging reign of darkness."

Chapter 342 I don’t have psychic powers or prophecies!

Sometimes, even Guilliman could not help but admire his sister Huile.

At this moment, the Lord of 500 Worlds was holding the city distribution map of the entire planet drawn by Hui Le. Not only was the location of each city clearly marked on it, but it was also densely packed with targeted suggestions.

"So soon?" Guilliman blurted out in surprise.

He knew very well that drawing such a detailed distribution map and making effective suggestions was no easy task, let alone that Hui Le was able to complete it in such a short time.

"Using psychic energy will be quick." Hui Le responded lightly, and then added, "Actually, you can do it too."

She felt that with Guilliman's abilities, if he used his psychic powers, he could also complete such tasks efficiently.

"I won't." Guilliman looked at the suggestions given by his sisters and said without thinking.

It's not that Guilliman really doesn't have the ability to use psychic power to complete this kind of work. It's just that due to his own ideas and habits, he prefers to rely on practical research and rational analysis to handle affairs, causing his psychic talent to be buried by his own will.

"..." Hui Le was speechless for a moment, and secretly sighed in his heart that sometimes his brothers were so stubborn that it really made people speechless.

She understood that Guilliman was stubborn and would not easily change his mind once he made up his mind.

"So where should we start next?" Aurora asked, her eyes revealing eagerness and anticipation, eager to take action as soon as possible to change Nostramo's current predicament.

"From that group of nobles and the local Mechanicus." Huile and Guilliman said almost at the same time, their voices intertwined, as if they had a tacit understanding.

"Okay, okay, these two old devils seem to have thought of this a long time ago." Aurora sighed half-jokingly. Her words were both teasing for the two of them having made plans long ago, but also a hint of relief. After all, with a clear direction, they would be more confident to act.

Zhuang Sen looked away slightly, a barely perceptible trace of annoyance flashing across his face.

He has never liked scenes full of planning, as if everything is calculated, and prefers to solve problems with direct and pure power.

Corax listened intently, always eager to learn, never missing an opportunity to gain experience and wisdom, paying close attention to every strategic discussion.

At this moment, Koz returned to his tower with steady steps.

In his hands, he casually weighed countless heads, and the smell of blood filled the air.

"There's no need to attack those nobles anymore. I've already cleaned them up. You just need to think about what to do with those oil men?" Koz's voice was very powerful, with an unquestionable determination.

In fact, Koz had already foreseen that everyone would target the nobles with his unique abilities.

Therefore, he took the initiative to clean up the aristocratic forces.

However, although he also tried to use his abilities to foresee countermeasures against those guys from the Mechanicus, he was not well-trained and did not understand what Guilliman and Huile were discussing about the Mechanicus, so he threw the question to everyone.

Everyone's gazes turned to Koze, looking at the pile of heads in his hands.

Guilliman was the first to break the silence. He frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "The Adeptus Mechanicus is secretive. They must have a complex network and powerful forces within Nostramo."

"They possess advanced technology, and their followers are extremely fanatical about their doctrines. It will be difficult to deal with them."

Huile nodded in agreement and continued, "That's right."

Aurora couldn't help herself and said, "Why bother with them? Just charge in and wipe out their lair!"

Corax shook his head slightly and said, "Aurora, the Adeptus Mechanicus has a deep foundation and extremely powerful technology. We cannot attack rashly."

Zhuang Sen said from the side, "We can try to divide them. After all, everyone knows that the Mechanicus is not a monolithic entity. Different factions and groups may have different interests. We can take advantage of this to win over some and attack others."

Koz threw the heads in his hand casually, and they rolled on the ground. He said coldly: "No matter what method you use, get rid of them as soon as possible."

"But you have another way, Koz." Huile looked at him.

Koz wondered.

"Subdue these Mechanicus." Huile stared at Coze.

“…I’m not Guilliman, how could I possibly do that?” Curze immediately retorted, his tone full of helplessness and lack of confidence.

In his opinion, it was beyond his reach to conquer various forces with outstanding diplomatic skills and leadership charisma like Guilliman.

"But you are indeed their nominal monarch." Huile explained slowly, her voice clear and powerful. "They came here because they were assigned by the Emperor to assist you. In name, you have the power to command them. Moreover, you far surpass them in both strength and status. In this case, there is naturally no need to eliminate them. You only need to use some means to subdue them and use them for Nostramo's benefit."

Koz frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Hui Le's words did make some sense. As the Primarch of Nostramo, he had the foundation to conquer the Mechanicus in terms of both identity and strength.

But for a long time, he was accustomed to solving problems with violence and fear, and he still felt some resistance and uncertainty about this strategy of appeasement.

Guilliman spoke from the side, "Coz, Huile is right. The Adeptus Mechanicus possesses a wealth of advanced technologies and resources. If we can subjugate them, it will be of great benefit to the reconstruction and development of Nostramo."

Koz looked up at everyone and saw that everyone more or less agreed with Huile's proposal. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I can try. But I can't guarantee that it will succeed."

Huile smiled slightly and said, "You only need to demonstrate your strength and the majesty of a Primarch, and then persuade them with reason and benefits. I believe that the Mechanicus are not stubborn and will make the right choice."

Everyone quickly engaged in a detailed and in-depth discussion on the topic of assisting Curze in conquering the Mechanicus.

Guilliman spoke first. Drawing on his extensive experience in governance and diplomatic acumen, he methodically outlined his strategy. "First, we must thoroughly understand the Mechanicus's specific demands and interests on Nostramo. Their continued presence here must have a clear objective: exploiting the planet's rare resources. Only by accurately grasping this can we cater to their interests and find a point of entry for negotiations."

Huile nodded in agreement, then added, "At the same time, Curze, you need to carefully prepare for a meeting. During the meeting, you must not only fully demonstrate your strength as a Primarch, making it clear to them that they have no chance of winning against you, but also skillfully paint a beautiful picture of Nostramo's future after our cooperation. For example, they will be able to gain a broader space for technological practice on this planet, helping them achieve research goals that are difficult to achieve elsewhere. In short, you need to paint a pie in the sky, but don't just paint it empty, otherwise they won't bite."

Corax offered his own perspective: "Intelligence gathering is crucial. We must try our best to understand the attitudes and tendencies of the different factions within the Mechanicus. We must see if there are any moderate factions we can win over. We can use them to influence the decision-making of the entire Mechanicus and reduce resistance to negotiations."

Although Aurora had little interest in this relatively mild strategy, she still said dutifully, "If the negotiation requires the use of force as a deterrent, please let me know. I will lead my warriors to stand by in secret. If there is any sign of trouble, I will ensure that those Mechanicus will not dare to act rashly."

Jonson warned, "When engaging with them, be careful with your words and attitude. The Adeptus Mechanicus is extremely devoted to its doctrines and beliefs. Any words or actions that could be considered blasphemous or offensive could ruin the entire negotiation."

Koz listened carefully to everyone's suggestions and gradually formed a preliminary plan in his mind.

"Alright, let's do as everyone says. I will begin preparing for the meeting with the Adeptus Mechanicus. I hope everything goes well."

Afterwards, everyone quickly divided the work and cooperated.

……

In the hidden corner on the other side of the tower, Koz was alone, shrouded in a dark shadow.

At this moment, he looked extremely nervous and anxious, with his hands clasped tightly together, as if all his hopes were concentrated in this action.

He kept repeating to himself, "Please, prophecy, please come true! I can't lose face, especially in front of so many brothers and sisters! Please, please come true! Please, please come true!"

Although the voice was not loud, it carried an almost pious urgency.

It was as if he heard the call from deep in his heart, and as if the gears of fate were turning quietly at this moment, the prophecy actually came true!

A faint mysterious aura quietly spread out, and the surrounding air seemed to tremble.

In the space in front of Koz, some vague light and shadows emerged faintly, like an illusion shrouded in fog, but with an indescribable sense of reality.

Light and shadows shifted and distorted, gradually outlining a scene. In the scene, Curze stood in a grand, metallic hall, surrounded by figures wearing strange Mechanic robes. They were undoubtedly the members of the Mechanicus.

The expressions on their mechanical faces varied, some showed awe, while others had scrutiny and hesitation in their eyes.

But in the end, when Curze extended his hand, the members of the Mechanicus knelt on one knee, as if to express their submission.

Then, the scene changed, showing the great changes that Nostramo had undergone after its submission to the Mechanicus.

The originally gloomy and dilapidated city has been given new life with the help of the advanced technology of the Mechanicus.

High-rise buildings are rising from the ground, various advanced mechanical vehicles are running on the streets, and people's lives are becoming orderly and prosperous.

However, a hint of obscure darkness flashed across the edge of the picture.

In the shadows, a pair of eyes full of resentment are watching all this, as if brewing some conspiracy.

Before Koz could carefully identify the hidden crisis, the prophetic image quickly disappeared like a bubble, leaving him standing there blankly, his mind constantly recalling the scenes he had just seen.

Although the prophecy has come true, the future is still full of variables.

The scene of the successful conquest of the Mechanicus shown in the picture is both a foreshadowing and a spur.

Curze came back to his senses from the shock of the prophecy. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his pounding heart.

“I can’t believe I actually made it.”

The prophetic scene was engraved in his mind like a brand, and the dawn of success and the hidden crisis stimulated his nerves at the same time.

Time is running out and we must act immediately.

So, Koz hurriedly left the corner, found everyone who was busy making preparations, and briefly recounted the content of the prophecy.

After hearing this, everyone had different expressions.

Guilliman nodded slightly, his eyes thoughtful. "While the prophecy provides a direction, it cannot be fully trusted. We must still follow the original plan and make every possible preparation. However, this also gives us some confidence, at least knowing that our goal is achievable."

Hui Le said solemnly, "That eye in the dark is a hidden danger. We don't know what kind of power and conspiracy is hidden behind it. When interacting with the Mechanicus, we must be extremely vigilant. Someone might try to interfere."

Corax added, "It seems we must go deeper in our intelligence gathering, not only to understand the Adeptus Mechanicus itself, but also to investigate whether there are other hidden forces coveting Nostramo and attempting to sabotage our plans."

Aurora rubbed her hands together and said excitedly, "Whoever is doing this in the dark, if they dare to show their faces, I will beat the crap out of them!"

Zhuang Sen calmly warned, "We must act more cautiously to avoid alerting the enemy. For now, pretend we are unaware of the existence of this hidden force and keep an eye out for any anomalies."

Everyone quickly adjusted their strategy and intensified intelligence gathering efforts, not only targeting the Mechanicus but also conducting a detailed investigation of every corner of Nostramo.

Meanwhile, Curze, with the help of Huile and Johnson, finalized the meeting plan with the Mechanicus.

The day of the meeting finally arrived.

Dressed in the solemn armor of the Primarch, Curze exuded a majestic and powerful aura as he led a carefully selected entourage towards the Mechanicus' main base in Nostramo.

Along the way, Curze kept reviewing the prophetic scenes and prepared strategies in his mind. His eyes were firm and his steps were steady. He was determined to meet this meeting that would determine the fate of Nostramo, no matter what challenges were waiting for him.

When they arrived at the gate of the Mechanicus base, the huge and cold metal door slowly opened, and a stream of air with the smell of engine oil and a mysterious atmosphere blew in their faces.

Koz took a deep breath and stepped in first, and a thrilling confrontation officially began.

Chapter 343: Poor Negotiation Techniques

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, the whip tip hit the flesh hard, followed by a shrill scream of "Ah!"

The sounds alternated like this.

"Snapped."

"Ah! Scream, screech, screech, screech, screech!"

Incessantly.

"I'm so lucky that I caught an immortal today." Hui Le sighed leisurely while waving the whip slowly.

Just now, while Coze was talking with the Mechanicus, she keenly noticed this sneaky guy and captured him without hesitation.

"Will you tell me or not? Will you tell me or not?" Hui Le continued to swing the whip, and every lash released the powerful physical strength that belonged only to the Primarch.

In front of the immortal, she didn't need to hide her physical strength at all, because even if the other party died, he could be resurrected again, just to withstand her unreserved questioning.

"You... didn't... ask me anything, so what should I say?" The Eternal One took a deep breath and spoke intermittently.

"Oh, indeed." Hui Le suddenly realized and couldn't help but laugh at himself, "I've been spending too much time with Aurora recently, and I've been infected by her silly look."

After saying this, she stopped her whip, leaned down slightly, stared at the Immortal with a sharp gaze, and asked word by word, "Who are you? Who ordered you to do this? What's your conspiracy?"

The Eternal raised his head, a mocking smile tumbling across his lips. Though his body trembled slightly from the pain, his eyes still revealed a stubbornness. "With just a few blows from you, you expect me to speak? You underestimate me, Primarch."

"Alas, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment!"