Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

The leader of the Mechanicus Cult quickly nodded, "Don't worry, Primarch. We, the Mechanicus, have been studying the technical field for many years and will definitely live up to your trust."

He turned around and quickly gave instructions to the believers behind him. Everyone immediately dispersed and rushed to their posts to begin carefully inspecting and debugging various parts of the celestial computer.

Lareo spoke from the side, "The operating principles of this celestial computer are extremely complex. While it shares similarities with the technology you've encountered before, it also has many unique features. You must be extremely careful when operating it. If you have any questions, please report them promptly."

The members of the Mechanicus responded in unison: "We will obey your teachings!"

Then they threw themselves into their work, skillfully operating various instruments and conducting in-depth inspections of complex circuits and precise structures.

During this time, people would occasionally exchange technical details in a low voice or express admiration for some ingenious design.

With the addition of members of the Mechanicus, the entire work area became increasingly busy.

The humming sounds of various instruments intertwined together, and the lights flashed continuously.

Perturabo and Lario watched the progress closely from the sidelines.

Hours passed as the Mechanicus team threw themselves into their work, busily moving through the intricate circuits and delicate components.

Suddenly, a believer frowned and reported to the Mechanicus leader: "Sir, we have detected abnormal energy fluctuations in Node 37, which may affect the stability of the entire system."

The Mechanicus leader immediately rushed over, carefully examined the data, and then said, "It seems that the energy coupling here has deviated and needs to be recalibrated."

He turned to Perturabo and Larion. "Primarch, we need to fine-tune some of the coding to correct this problem."

Perturabo frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Yes, but you must ensure that it will not affect other parts. Before you proceed, please review the detailed plan with me."

The Mechanicus leader nodded quickly, signaling the team to begin working on a solution.

Soon, a detailed adjustment plan was sent to Perturabo.

He reviewed it carefully, exchanged opinions with Lareo, and finally agreed to the plan.

After receiving permission, the Mechanicus members sprang into action. They carefully connected the coding adjustment equipment and gradually modified the relevant parameters according to the plan.

As the instructions were input, the energy fluctuations in node 37 gradually stabilized, and various data began to return to normal range.

"Well done." Perturabo looked at the monitoring data that had returned to normal, a look of satisfaction on his face.

The Mechanicus leader wiped the sweat from his forehead and said respectfully, "Thank you for your trust, Master Primarch. We will continue to conduct comprehensive inspections to ensure that similar problems do not occur again."

Afterwards, the team plunged into intensive work, conducting more detailed inspections and optimizations on other parts of the astronomical computer to ensure that the entire system could operate at its best.

Then, a new sound came from Perturabo's communication device.

That was the voice of Forge-General Inkarati. He had just received news that members of the Mechanicus had gone to the place where the Iron Lord stored the celestial computer.

The Lord of Iron immediately connected the communication.

"Your Highness," said General Inkarati, his voice filled with urgency and desire, "I also request to be able to participate in the compilation of this coding system."

"This..." Perturabo hesitated for a moment, a trace of thought flashing in his eyes.

As if sensing Perturabo's hesitation, General Inkarati added hastily, "I am willing to pay the price of 13 billion alien heads."

Upon hearing this, Perturabo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and replied without hesitation, "Okay."

These 13 billion alien heads will not only expand the scale of the astronomical computer, but also allow the power of the Incarati Casting General to be integrated into the plan, bringing new impetus to the entire project.

This deal is undoubtedly very beneficial to him.

Perturabo then turned his gaze towards Larion.

She was looking at him with a smile on her face, as if she had heard everything that had just been said.

"Perhaps we could spread this news to the Forge Generals of other worlds," Lario suggested, "and let them compete with each other. That way, we can obtain more resources, and your Iron Warriors won't suffer such severe losses."

"The Iron Warriors are remarkably slow," Perturabo said with a look of annoyance. "We've both built the basic interconnection infrastructure, and they haven't even collected 1000 billion heads yet."

From the moment he first laid eyes on the Iron Warriors, Perturabo had been disgusted by them.

Lareo nodded slightly to show his understanding, and then continued, "Your Iron Warriors rely on heavy firepower attacks. They have only just learned close combat, and it is impossible to ask them to complete so many tasks."

"But progress will indeed be severely slowed down. We might as well leverage the competitive spirit of the other Casting Generals and have them proactively provide us with what we need. This will not only speed up the planning process, but also reduce the consumption of our own manpower."

Perturabo pondered for a moment and felt that what Lario said was very true.

"Then do as you say. Spread the news to the other Casting Generals as soon as possible to see their reactions. However, we also need to think of countermeasures in advance to prevent them from playing any tricks."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he had a clearer plan for the upcoming plan.

Lareo smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, Labo. I will make all the arrangements. I will ensure that the information I release will not only lure them into the trap but also not reveal any key information about our plan. At the same time, I will also assign people to closely monitor their movements. If there is any sign of trouble, we will be able to respond promptly."

After saying that, she immediately set about preparing to deliver the message to the Casting Generals in other worlds.

Through the secret and complex communication network, the news was like invisible tentacles, quietly reaching the locations of various casting generals.

As expected, once the news came out, it caused an uproar among the casting generals.

They weighed the pros and cons, thinking about the benefits they could gain and the risks they might face by participating.

Soon, the first Casting General took the initiative to contact Perturabo and Larion.

"My Lord Primarch, I heard that you are undertaking a great project, and I am eager to contribute. I am willing to offer 8 million alien heads, just to have a place in this great plan."

The forging general of Agrippina's forging world spoke sincerely, but his eyes revealed an ambition that was difficult to conceal.

Perturabo and Lario exchanged a glance, understanding each other.

Perturabo remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "8 million? That's far from enough. You must understand that our plan is massive and requires vast resources. Without sufficient sincerity, it will be difficult to participate."

The Casting General frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Primarch, 12 billion is the maximum I can offer."

Lario spoke up at the right moment, "General, you should be aware that the other Forging Generals are also eyeing this opportunity. If you want to stand out, you'll have to work harder. Besides, Inkarati's Forging General just now offered 13 billion."

The Casting General gritted his teeth and finally said, "15 billion. This is my final bottom line."

Perturabo smiled with satisfaction. "Okay, deal. But you must deliver the alien head to the designated location as soon as possible. We don't have much time to wait."

The Casting General nodded quickly and promised to complete the delivery as soon as possible.

With the joining of the first casting general, other casting generals could no longer sit still. Some of them took the initiative to contact us, trying to participate in this plan with more generous chips.

In this game of interests, Perturabo and Lario sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, skillfully dealing with all parties and constantly gaining more resources for the plan.

"It feels really good to sit back and relax. I've already earned over 1000 billion alien heads in such a short time. I just don't know when they'll cash in."

Lario touched his nose and said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Don't worry, they will definitely give it to you." Perturabo said firmly, his eyes revealing unquestionable confidence.

Lareo smiled softly and said, "Well, I know you will definitely have a way to control them."

She had great confidence in Perturabo's ability to handle such matters, knowing that if he was so certain, he must have a plan in mind. In order to participate in the plan, the Forging Generals would definitely deliver the alien heads as agreed.

Chapter 365: Leman Russ's Suffering

A few hours later, the Mechanicus in charge of monitoring the stability test hurried over and reported to Perturabo and Larion: "Master Primarch, the stability test has passed successfully. The celestial computer is now in optimal operating condition and can perform its first large-scale calculation at any time."

Perturabo's eyes flashed with excitement, and he waved his hand. "Start the calculations! Let's see what this masterpiece, the product of countless efforts, can achieve."

As the command was given, the energy field around the celestial computer began to fluctuate violently, and hundreds of billions of heads seemed to be injected with life, emitting strange light.

Complex data streams shuttle rapidly between devices, and the air is filled with tension and excitement.

Lareo stared at the monitoring screen, and the data that kept jumping on it made her heart beat faster.

"This computing speed... is simply beyond imagination, much faster than we expected."

Perturabo's lips curled up in a satisfied smile. "Hmph, I knew this astronomical computer wouldn't let us down. Let's see what key information it can extract from such a huge amount of data."

As the calculation progressed, a series of complex images and texts gradually appeared on the screen.

"This computing power is truly beyond imagination, it's incredible," Lario exclaimed in amazement. "It can so easily analyze something that our Primarch spent a long time pondering, and instantly analyze it clearly."

Perturabo nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the flashing data, his eyes full of satisfaction. "This is the fruit of our hard work, and its role is far more than this."

Lareo knew what Perturabo hadn't finished saying; they both knew what the other was thinking.

……

The Eternal Night Star Region is located in the most remote place and the most remote location in the Milky Way.

Today is Good Friday for Leman Russ.

The Glorious Queen-class battleship of the First Legion's Dark Angels, the Indomitable Truth, and the Glorious Queen-class battleship of the Sixth Legion's Space Wolves, the Heracles Fenr.

Leman Russ particularly hated dealing with Jonson, and almost every time he appeared to be kind on the surface, he would curse him in his heart.

But they had to come together because it was the Emperor's order.

"This time the Emperor sent us to clear out the aliens in this star field, an entire star field of aliens. Don't hold me back." Zhuang Sen's voice came from the communication channel, with a bit of arrogance and unquestionableness.

"Hmm." Leman Russ just casually uttered a word from his chest without allowing for any response, his tone nonchalant, as if he scoffed at Zhuangsen's reminder.

He thought to himself, how could he possibly be a drag? On the other hand, Zhuang Sen always made him feel like a hindrance every time they worked together.

However, considering the emperor's order, he could only suppress his inner annoyance for the time being and pretend to cooperate.

Zhuang Sen seemed to notice Leman Russ's perfunctory attitude and frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything more. After all, the mission was important.

"The scan shows that the aliens are mainly concentrated in the three displays in front. We will split into two groups, each responsible for clearing an area, and finally meet at the middle display." He arranged the tactics in an orderly manner.

Leman Russ hummed and replied, "Alright, I'll do as you say. But don't chase me around asking for backup."

After saying that, he controlled the battleship Heracles Fenr and rushed towards the galaxy he was responsible for. The blue flames ejected from the engine drew a bright track in the dark universe.

Zhuang Sen looked at the Hercules Fenr sailing away, and then commanded the Indomitable Truth to head towards another target galaxy. He thought to himself, if only Aurora or Hui Le were here now.

Don’t know what they are doing?

Along the way, the crew members on the bridge stared intently at various monitoring instruments, and the atmosphere was tense and depressing.

Soon, the Hercules Fenr arrived at the edge of the target galaxy.

Those green skins look a sea of ​​green from a distance. Even in the vast space, this unique color is still very eye-catching.

Their spaceships, buildings, and even individuals all exude this iconic color, like a disgusting green haze that spreads wantonly throughout this star field, causing anyone who witnesses it to frown and feel the chaos and threat that is coming their way.

Leman Rumors and Erbas looked through the viewfinder at the densely packed alien fleets in the galaxy, a bloodthirsty smile curling his lips: "Come on, little bastards, today is your doom."

At the command of the Wolf King, the weapon system on the battleship was instantly activated, and beams of energy shot towards the alien fleet like raindrops, blooming a brilliant and deadly light in space.

At the same time, Zhuang Sen's Indomitable Truth also engaged in a fierce firefight with the aliens.

The Dark Angels are well-trained, operating their warships in an orderly manner and striking the enemy with precision.

These greenskins are not only striking in appearance, but also move in a disorderly manner, yet with a crazy and brute force.

Their ships rushed forward like a pack of out-of-control beasts, swooping down on the warships of Leman Russ and Jonson.

Leman Russ looked at the disorganized yet aggressive greenskin fleet on the screen and spat with disdain: "Hmph, these barbaric fellows, do they think they can win by sheer numbers?"

He waved his hands quickly on the console and issued a series of commands.

The heavy artillery on the Heracles Fenr roared, and the powerful shells accurately hit the densely packed area of ​​green spaceships, instantly triggering a series of violent explosions, and the dazzling flames swallowed up the large area of ​​green light.

On Zhuang Sen's side, the Dark Angels were also on high alert.

Relying on its excellent maneuverability, the Indomitable Truth flexibly shuttled between the greenskin fleets. The laser arrays on both sides of the ship continuously emitted high-energy laser beams, cutting the greenskin ships like sharp blades. The green shell instantly melted and cracked under the high temperature.

However, the greenskins didn't seem to care about the loss of their companions at all, and continued to rush forward one after another.

They let out bursts of sharp, crazy roars, which were transmitted into the human warships through the communication channels, making people feel creepy.

"These greenskins are simply crazy!" A Space Wolves warrior couldn't help but curse.

Leman Russ's face was stern: "Stop talking nonsense, just kill them! Today we will let them know what will happen if they provoke us!" After that, he increased the output power of the weapon again, and the Heracles Fenr opened fire at full power, launching a thrilling space battle with the greenskins. In the brilliant and deadly flames, the conflict between the greenskins and humans became more and more intense.

"Very good, let's board the ship!" Leman Russ gave the order, and in an instant, the Space Wolves jumped onto the green ship without hesitation, just like the pirates who were rampant on the sea and frantically fighting for ships in the third millennium.

The wild wolves were dressed in heavy yet flexible power armor, holding chainsaw swords and bolters that gleamed with cold light in their hands, with an indomitable and fierce momentum.

As soon as they boarded the green-skinned ship, the bloody killing began immediately.

"For Ruth and the All-Father."

The Space Wolves roared, and the chainswords in their hands spun wildly. Wherever they went, the rough bodies of the greenskins were torn apart instantly, and green blood splattered everywhere.

The roar of the grenade launchers was deafening, and the bombs were fired accurately at the greenskins, exploding into blood flowers on their bodies.

The greenskins were not to be outdone. They rushed forward, howling, waving their simple but powerful weapons.

For a moment, shouts and sounds of weapons clashing were intertwined in the narrow passage of the spacecraft.

The Space Wolves relied on their superb combat skills and fearless courage to carve a bloody path through the Greenskins. Every attack was carried out with the determination to kill, and they knocked down the Greenskins in large numbers.

On another battlefield, Jonson saw Leman Russ launching a boarding operation and issued similar orders.