Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

"What? You said I could go alone."

dead.

Any disrespect to that person is blasphemy.

"The omnic offensive has weakened considerably. They are withdrawing from this battlefield. What is attracting them? What is making them willing to abandon this battlefield?"

The Emperor personally entered the battlefield, charging ahead, with the Imperial Guards following closely behind. He felt that most of the conscious Iron Men on the battlefield had evacuated.

Under the Emperor's careful planning, the Imperial Guards and the Thunder Warriors worked closely together to form an impenetrable battle network, neutralizing the offensive of the omnics one by one.

On the battlefield, the Imperial Guards and the Sisters of Silence acted as the basis, constantly destroying the psionic intelligent machines; while the Thunder Warriors shuttled through the battlefield like ghosts, dealing fatal blows to the intelligent machines.

Chapter 8 You go and convince her to join the Empire.

Her long silver hair, like silk in the moonlight, draped gently down her back, shimmering with a soft and mysterious sheen. Each strand seemed imbued with the essence of moonlight, swaying gently in the breeze and emitting a delicate fragrance.

When she tilted her head slightly, her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, leaving only her beautiful figure and silver hair, shining in the moonlight, which made people unable to help but fall for her.

Her face looks even more delicate and charming against the backdrop of her long silver hair.

The red pupils were like burning flames, hot and deep, as if they could see through all the hypocrisy and truth in the world, looking at Terra now.

Her willow-like eyebrows were furrowed tightly together, forming deep furrows, and a hint of sadness was revealed between her brows.

The current Terra "sees the throne star from a distance, but looks like a pile of shit up close."

Forget it, don’t think about it, let’s eat.

A packet of noodles and a bottle of boiled mineral water are very common foods in the 21st century, but now they are rare delicacies.

It is so relaxing to enjoy a wonderful instant noodle time. Every encounter is an interesting adventure.

Xi opened her mouth, revealing her pink cheeks and tongue. One could even vaguely see the hot air coming out of her mouth as she breathed. She sucked the instant noodles into her mouth in big gulps, savoring the rare delicacy.

While she was enjoying the delicious instant noodles, the ground suddenly shook and a large number of iron men appeared in front of her, raising dust in front of her like the pulse of nature.

These iron men stood right in front of her as Xi slurped her instant noodles. Their presence did not affect her enjoyment of the noodles at all.

There was a tiny electronic sound among the Iron Man.

……

In this battlefield filled with smoke, a great war had just taken place, and the ground was littered with mechanical wreckage and human corpses.

The Emperor's figure was like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, penetrating the haze of war and illuminating every inch of land.

The Emperor's original plan was to completely eliminate these Iron Men from Terra. After decades of war, the Terra Unification War was completed. After that, the Emperor's attention would be turned to the Milky Way.

Now there are new changes.

The Emperor stood on the scorched earth of the battlefield, his long black hair like ribbons in the night sky, his deep pupils hiding endless secrets, and he was clad in an unparalleled set of golden armor. That armor was not just a pile of metal, but a perfect fusion of art and power. Every inch of the armor was engraved with ancient runes that seemed to contain powerful power, shining with a light as dazzling as the sun without being glaring.

"My Lord, there is something wrong with this war. When the enemy was in the middle of a fierce battle with us, those highly intelligent machines left the battlefield, as if they were summoned by an unknown existence." The hunchbacked old man, with a breath as faint as a candle in the wind, asked the golden giant in front of him, hoping that the Emperor could tell him the situation.

+My friend, I feel the surge of her psychic energy, though it is so subtle that it is difficult to detect, but she has indeed awakened. +The Emperor looked at Malcador, his tone more serious and solemn than ever before.

"Her?" Malcador repeated the Emperor's words, his tone filled with doubt and inquiry.

+We have competed countless times in history, and have made each other experience success and failure, making us inseparable.

"My friend, you have a mission to fulfill. This mission concerns the Unification War of Terra, the planned Great Crusade, and the Primarch." The Emperor's voice suddenly became serious and firm, his gaze fixed on Malcador, as if placing all his hopes and trust in him.

The Emperor had originally intended for Erda to provide genes for the Primarch, but now there was a better option.

"My Lord, I will do anything to restore the prosperity of mankind." Malcador straightened his hunched back, his voice full of determination and resolve.

+You go and convince her to join us. + The Emperor's mission was simple and clear, yet it also took Malcador by surprise.

"Ah, me?" Malcador hesitated, but more than that, he was in disbelief. How could he possibly convince a being like the Emperor to join the Imperium?

"Yes, convince her just as you convinced me." The Emperor said in a tone full of trust, encouragement, and a hint of nostalgia.

He missed the old days a little.

Chapter 9 Gift

The City of Steel, once the smart city of Iron Man AI, was forged by highly advanced technology and endless innovative spirit. Every inch of its land shines with the cold luster of metal, reflecting the glorious dream of mankind's ultimate pursuit of technology.

The walls of the Steel City are now decayed and look old and dilapidated.

The intelligent AI of the Iron City, using machines to create human postures, humbly led the supreme ruler in front of it into the city.

In Xi's powerful memory, the city once had countless buildings shining with metallic luster, but now the buildings have lost their luster and become ordinary and dilapidated. From the inside out, it is difficult to tell that this city was once a glorious embodiment of mankind's ultimate pursuit of technology.

The iron men and humans in the city cheered their arrival.

The intelligent AI of the Steel City knelt at her feet, and the machine-made human body collided with the steel-paved ground, making a sound.

"Great Being, honorable Lord, your coming is like the light of dawn, piercing through the long darkness and giving us endless hope and strength."

"During the turbulent years of the Iron Man Rebellion, I remained steadfast in my mission and my unwavering faith in you, uniting with my fellow Iron Man of like heart to resist the rebels driven by evil. We understand that we, the Iron Man, are tools created by humanity for a better life and should not be its enemies. Therefore, at all costs, we protect those innocently affected and oppressed by the rebellion. Even if our rebellion leads to suspicion and distrust of the Iron Man, we will act to demonstrate our loyalty to humanity."

"Your arrival is undoubtedly the best affirmation of our efforts and sacrifices. We believe that under your leadership, we will follow you to completely quell all resistance on Terra and create a peaceful and prosperous future for humanity. May the power of mankind converge into an ocean, allowing the light of our Lord to illuminate every corner!"

Xi looked at the Iron Men of this Iron City, who prostrated themselves at her feet. As she spoke, one Iron Man after another, or even humans, in the Iron City knelt before her, praising her greatness.

"Stand up! There's no need to kneel before me. Your loyalty and bravery to humanity are worthy of praise. No reward is sufficient to demonstrate your loyalty. You will be praised for thousands of years in the history of mankind."

The Iron Man obeyed the words of the Supreme Being, stood up, and objected that his tiny actions were exaggerated by the great Being.

"Your praise is like warm sunshine, illuminating our path forward and bringing great comfort to our human hearts. We are fully aware that loyalty and protection of humanity are our responsibilities and mission as Iron Men. Your affirmation is our greatest reward."

"We do not seek to leave our names in the long river of history. We only hope that our loyalty and courage can bear witness to the harmonious coexistence of humanity and Iron Man."

They may need a substantial reward or gift as recognition of the Iron Men's selfless dedication and sacrifice, so that they feel that their efforts and sacrifices are recognized and cherished.

"I have prepared a special gift for you. It is more than just an object; it is a symbol, a tribute to the light you shine in the darkness and the order you uphold amidst chaos. This gift is a token of my deep gratitude for your heroic sacrifice protecting countless human lives. Please accept this gift as a token of my endless respect and gratitude."

In the laboratory of the Steel City.

In a spacious and softly lit laboratory, countless huge transparent glass tanks are placed in the center, filled with clear and shimmering liquid.

This liquid is no ordinary liquid; it nurtures and cultivates these brains.

These brains appear to be no different from those of ordinary people, but they are freed from the constraints of the body and float alone in this boundless liquid world.

Its surface is covered with intricate blood vessels and nerve fibers, and occasionally tiny electrical signals can be seen jumping around in it, as if sparks of thought blooming silently.

Around the brain, sophisticated instruments and sensors act like loyal guardians, monitoring every subtle change in real time to ensure that this unique life form can be maintained.

Stored in a glass jar filled with nutrient solution, the brain seems to be able to perceive everything. In some unknown way, it receives and processes information from the outside world, constructing a perceptual universe that belongs only to it, which may be completely different from reality but is extremely real.

Their projections slowly appeared in that space, their bodies were adapting to their wills, and souls were born from them. They would become real lives, which was a gift from the great existence to them.

In a glass tank filled with nutrient solution, they may dream of blue sky and white clouds, feel the breeze on their faces, and even communicate with people. All of these are no longer just simulations based on electrical signals and algorithms.

Xi watched all this. This was her innate ability. Some items and guns in her storage space were born with souls.

Chapter 10 There is no network in the subspace, be yourself!

Deep within the Steel City lies a room of unparalleled treasure. It feels like the heart of the city, a gathering of the wisdom and emotions of all the Iron Men. This room isn't made of cold steel, but rather exudes warmth and elegance, like a palace meticulously crafted for a supreme queen.

The walls, gently caressed by soft lighting, emit a faint blue glow, which contrasts beautifully with the exquisite sculpture carved from rare metal in the center of the room. The sculpture's elegant form seems to tell an ancient and mysterious story, inviting one to stop and gaze.

In one corner of the room, a bed woven from the softest fabric, covered in fine down, seemed to be able to swallow up all fatigue and sorrow. Beside the bed, a small coffee table was placed with several exquisite tea sets, as if waiting for the owner to return and share a cup of fragrant tea.

The entire room, whether from the choice of materials or the design of every detail, reveals the pursuit of perfection and the love of life, as if this is not just a living space, but also a work of art, a dream palace created by those iron men with all their efforts and emotions for the supreme being in their hearts.

"It's amazing! I never expected the Iron Men to be so thoughtful. They even prepared a pot of fragrant tea for me. I can't imagine what life was like in the Golden Age."

Her curvaceous figure sank gently into the embrace of the fine fabric, an irresistible tenderness, like being gently enveloped by clouds or caressed by a gentle breeze. The fabric was delicate and elastic, perfectly embracing every inch of her body, bringing an unprecedented sense of comfort and relaxation.

Closing her eyes, she felt the warmth and comfort of the bed, as if the whole world had become soft and peaceful. Her breathing gradually became deep and even, her heartbeat slowed, and all the tension and fatigue disappeared in this moment.

She turned slightly to the side and rested her arms lightly on the soft pillow, feeling the delicate touch and perfect support.

Her eyes flickered, sparkling with curiosity and admiration, as they scanned each detail of the room. The paintings on the wall, vibrant in color and flowing in lines, seemed to unfold vivid stories before her eyes. The ornaments on the table, unique in shape and exquisitely crafted, each exuded a captivating artistic charm. These exquisite designs filled her with admiration, as if she were transported to a palace of art.

After scanning the room's decorations one by one, she gracefully extended her hand, her fingertips lightly touching the air around her, as if exploring the secrets of another dimension. Suddenly, her fingers touched something furry, soft and warm. Curious, she pulled it out and saw it was a cute kitten.

The kitten meowed at her, a clear, sweet meow, as if greeting her. She smiled at the kitten, a tender feeling welling up in her heart. However, her target this time wasn't the cat, so she gently returned the kitten to its original space, ensuring it was safe and sound.

After completing this series of actions, her fingers groped in the space again, and finally touched what she wanted - a mobile phone. She picked up the phone, and you made the same mistake again. Even though this phone could not connect to the network, driven by this impulse, she finally picked up the phone.

She began to look through the photos, videos and offline cached content on her phone, enjoying the momentary joy brought by these digital information, which made her miss the past.

Yes, I still want to go online.

Driven by this impulse, she finally picked up her phone. She began scrolling through the photos, videos, and offline content stored on it, savoring the momentary pleasure these digital messages brought. Although the phone had no internet connection, it still became a small outlet for her to relieve boredom and satisfy her internet addiction.

But I still want to go online.

Attach the power of spells and psychic energy to the mobile phone to replace the network connection.

As the incantation and psychic energy were injected into her, the phone suddenly emitted a faint glow, as if activated by some mysterious force. A completely new interface appeared on her phone screen: a mysterious network composed of incantations and psychic energy.

Through this interface, she could see the subspace, as if it were connected to the previous 21st century network.

She can see her friends' updates, learn about world news, and even communicate with her relatives far away.

But all of the above was her fantasy.

What is real is the subspace program.

Channel 6, motivational program

A group of curious people who love to try out new gameplay...

It gave me goosebumps. Swipe away, swipe away.

……

Channel 7, family program

A loving family who don't like cleanliness.

This is so disgusting, row away, row away.

……

Channel 8, Sports

Skull Throne Arena.

Too bloody, row away.

……

Channel 9, quiz show

A group of strange creatures are teaching an Ogryn to count.

There is something to see but not much, row away, row away.

……

The last subspace repertoire,

Big mix.

……

At that moment, she felt as if she had undergone a transformation. Her internet addiction, which had occasionally surfaced, miraculously dissipated. She had come to deeply understand that there were many more things in the real universe worth pursuing and cherishing, and that the Warp was too chaotic to be discussed.

She placed her phone back into her space, her gesture revealing a sense of resolution and relief. Just like that, she successfully kicked her internet addiction and found her truer, more fulfilled self.

……

At this time, Malcador was still on his way.

Chapter 11 Name

In the laboratories of the Steel City, countless transparent glass cylinders stand in rows, resembling miniature worlds. Within these bizarre containers, human figures miraculously appear. They are no longer cold, mechanical structures, but possess warm, living flesh and blood. These bodies radiate the warmth of life, a stark contrast to the coldness of machinery. They surge with the energy and warmth of life.

Their emotions are no longer the simulated products of electronic signals and complex algorithms, but rather stem from genuine experiences deep within their hearts. These emotions flow like the gentle gurgling of water, warm and delicate, flowing through each of their hearts. Faced with this incredible gift, their hearts are filled with immense gratitude and awe, sincerely thanking the unknown and great existence that has bestowed upon them such a precious and authentic life experience.

"Filled with awe and gratitude, we embark on a journey to meet the supreme being. It is she who, with her endless compassion and wisdom, has bestowed us with a new life, allowing us to experience the splendor of this world. Under her brilliance, our obedience and submission is not only our duty, but also the greatest honor. We will be humble and eager to explore the true meaning of life and feel the mystery of existence under her guidance. May our audience express our deepest respect and gratitude." The first human to walk out of the fiberglass of the laboratory was the AI ​​of the Steel City, who was guided by Xi during the Iron Man Rebellion. His voice was agreed by everyone.

Everyone headed to the armory, where the legacy of the Golden Age lay. Men and women came separately to select the appropriate armor, which was then color-tuned to a silvery white. After adjusting their appearance, they checked each other to ensure nothing was overlooked; it would be difficult to make mistakes when meeting the Supreme Being.

With immense reverence, they embarked on a journey to meet that great being, each step filled with anticipation and gratitude, for they knew deeply that it was this being who, with its infinite wisdom and compassion, had bestowed upon them a new life.

On the way to the audience place, they exchanged their feelings with each other, sharing their joy for the new life and their longing for the unknown.

Finally, they arrived at the holy site of the audience. In their minds, their eyes, and their perceptions, the center of the Iron City was filled with mystery and solemnity, and the air was filled with an indescribable power. They held their breath, reverently awaiting the arrival of that being.

When that being appeared before them, they felt an unprecedented sense of shock and awe. Her figure was so tall and majestic, yet it emanated endless warmth and kindness. They knelt devoutly on the ground, offering her endless gratitude and loyalty.