Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

The veins on Eurynomouth's temples bulged, and not only him, but even Dionysus on his head was furious.

What do these bastards from the Cult of Machines think they are?

A group of beggars?

Ouenoch smirked as he listened to the Forging General's calm tone.

"Holy Mars will provide Nukelia with a fully armed fleet, plus dozens of mechanical sages. In addition, Holy Mars will open its doors to Nukelia, and we will train more technical soldiers for you. What do you think, Governor?"

The casting general offered his price.

"We are soldiers, not scholars."

"Academic knowledge is of no use to Nukelia. Mars forges generals, and an entire fleet is nothing more than a few battles for Nukelia..."

"The Legion Lord wants the shipyard, as well as some shipbuilding blueprints from the Mechanicus and thousands of Mechanicus Sages. Nukelia will become an unbreakable ally of Mars."

"It's Mars."

Eunouchows emphasized the last three words.

"An ancient battlefield isn't worth it..."

The casting general only saw Ouye Normouth get up and leave. His mind was clearly blank. He was extremely dissatisfied with the four barbarians' outrageous demands!

But to his utter surprise, Eunouchay turned and left without even haggling over the price.

"Governor Nukelia! Where are you going?"

"Go back and report to the Legion Commander that the Ancient Battlefield Mechanic Cult looks down on it and suggests blowing it up directly!"

Oynormouth spoke as he walked.

Barbarians! Foolish frontier barbarians!!!

General Forging didn't know where things had gone wrong. He hated dealing with these politically clueless guys. These war fanatics and their brothers, Shadowmoon Wolves, were completely unrelated!

"Wait!"

The Forging General spoke up, explaining that in order to maintain his position, he needed to ensure that the sages of his faction received sufficient benefits from the War Hounds!

Human technology in the Old Night Era, the SCT of that golden age waiting to be discovered.

Those are priceless treasures!

"Let's talk again!"

"Tomorrow, General Forging, I need to inform the Legion Commander about today's offer, which was barely enough to get rid of a beggar."

After Oynormouth left.

General Casting began to vent his inner rage wildly using his own binary language.

Barbarians! Barbarians! Those despicable barbarians!!!

.......

"Sure! But I have one condition!"

When Corey Zess said those words, Rand proudly raised his head in front of Angron. He knew that no mechanical sage would be foolish enough to give up the opportunity to serve the great god in the face of the Myriad Machines!

[Kreil Zess, state your request.]

Nine: "I want to be a casting general too!"

I?

Akhan Rand stared incredulously at Corey Zess, wondering what this madwoman was talking about! He was the Emperor's appointed General of Nukelia's Forging!

"you can not......"

Shirt: [Okay.]

The poor old man, Rand, was heartbroken the moment he heard the God of Machines utter those words.

Ryu: "Then... what should I do?"

Rand looked at Corey Zess, intending to curse the guy who dared to steal his title of general with his most vicious binary language!

You remain the Forging General of Nukelia.

There are no ancient battlefield ruins on Nukelia, and one is in the open while the other is in the shadows, which is fine. The emperor has already arranged for others to come in, so what can he say?

If he didn't have hands, he would have rushed to Terra and slapped the Emperor across the face.

They're both STEM students, why are they dragging their brothers down with them when they're having bad luck?

I need your help with something.

Lu Heng extended his data synapses, severing two of them and letting them float in the hands of the two mechanical sages.

You need to place these two items on the server terminal on Mars. We have three months to process this. After three months, the mission will leave Mars, packing all your belongings.

"Including Lava City?"

Corey Zess asked.

I will give you a magma planet. What Nukelia needs is the knowledge in your minds, and your rare and precious character.

They did not believe in the Omnipotent God, but had a thirst for knowledge.

As for Rand, as the discoverer of the Rand Raiders, Nukelia really needs its own vehicles; they cannot rely on Terra and Mars once they are strangled.

Lu Heng hated the feeling of being controlled by others.

Even if this is an emperor.

"As you wish, great... Omnipotent God."

Corey Ze7俬依臼№〖掕∽」泣8‰≤潾中'□转_℃群〔∷：斯” said this without sincerity. Her loyalty is valuable. At least with her around, the magma planet can have a good technological environment.

Lu Heng didn't want his world of creation to become like Mars.

Good knowledge needs to be shared. At least for now, the warp veil cannot reach too deep into the material world; they still have time!

P.S.: Six more chapters to go. I'll try my best to finish them all today so I can go back to four chapters a day tomorrow!

Could you godfathers give me some votes? I slept for a while, about four hours... I can take a nap a little longer.

Love you all!!! Striving to update regularly is a virtue of an author!

Volume 1: Chapter 98 (Ninety-Five Chapters) You still say you're not a god!

From the moment the Emperor descended upon Mars.

Countless mechanical sages believe that the Emperor is the embodiment of the mechanical god in the physical world—Om Messiah.

Some believe that the Emperor was merely posing as their god to gain their support, and that the mechanical god remained beneath Mars.

As for the others, they believed in transforming themselves, impoverished by flesh and blood, and ascending through mechanical means!

The emperor never claimed to be a god.

He merely offered peace with one hand and picked up weapons with the other.

Join the empire or be destroyed by it.

Mars never had a choice.

This is also the problem that Calbo Hal is now facing. The future of Mars is firmly in the hands of the Lord of Mankind. He is reflecting on the words that Governor Nukelia told him today.

ally......

Alliance...

War dogs and Mars.

The meaning of that last sentence made Carl-I. Halil ponder for a long time.

Power is a curse. The general saw a glimmer of hope in his remaining twenty percent of the machine: perhaps those princes were not of one mind! The Cult of Machines needs to place its bet!

The War Hounds would be a perfect experiment!

Ambition never stops, knowledge is priceless!

......

Hey! Look, isn't that a golden little ear of corn?

【? 】

On the ship, the moment Lu Heng saw Waldo, the commander of the Imperial Guard, through Angron, he laughed from the loudspeaker. Then, the emperor's guard did something that infuriated Lu Heng.

He turned down the speaker volume with a pained expression.

[Get him, Angron!]

Angron acted decisively, but Waldo seemed to have been prepared. He took out a small box, and the golden box stopped Lu Heng from moving his mecha.

"The Great Om Messiah..."

Waldo recited the words the Emperor had given him.

"This is the source of some of your power. My lord has sent me to tell you that now that you have returned to the great Mars, you should do some work for me, a small job."

Waldo watched as Angron turned up the volume of the loudspeaker.

[Have the Emperor speak to me personally.]

Lu Heng knew that guy would never be so kind as to give him the power of the Star God fragment for nothing!

And the "small job" the Emperor mentioned is definitely a huge hassle. The Emperor isn't going to make him deal with the Star God Mag Radros, that Void Dragon he sealed on Mars, is he?

Thinking of this, Lu Heng really wanted to turn around and escape in the Angron.

Oh, how old is he! How old is Angron! How could that bastard be so heartless as to throw him and Angron to that Star God?

U+ I need you to help me deal with the Moravik cellar. +

I've given you the S+ address and coordinates, and I've also told you how to activate it.

U+ Beware of chaos, keep going!

[Old Huang! You come back here right now!!!]

When Lu Heng heard the Emperor's psionic telepathy to Angron, his roar echoed wildly in Angron's head!

So much so that Angron had to shake his head!

"What is that Moravik cellar?"

"Angron asked."

"Since the great God of Machines already knows our Lord's mission, then we shall take our leave!"

Upon hearing Angron's words, Waldo immediately waved his hand and led the Imperial Guards and nuns away.

What is the Moravik Cellar?

Wu Na is a treasure trove in Moravik on Mars, where he fled from Terra. It contains Moravik's life's work of technology! It is the place where human technology and chaotic power have combined. It is a treasure and a crisis!

Lu Heng believed that the Emperor knew what kind of impact opening that treasure vault would have on Mars!

But he seemed completely unconcerned!

Lu Heng will be the first sharp sword the Emperor wields against Chaos!

It's also the sharpest one!

......

Whispers echoed in the darkness as the green, shadowy monster crawled across the ground, capturing its prey. The power of the demigod manifested within this space, and the power of emotions formed an invisible force around them. Whispers rang out, and when the two religious figures saw the monster devour a piece of energy, they gasped in surprise.

What are you doing?

Lu Heng used his data synapse to raise the speaker. He looked at the two masters standing silently to the side. How did Angron let these two guys in!

"The Great God of Machines!!!"

Rand roared, and at this moment he was like a fanatic, his burning eyes wishing he could tear Lu Heng apart alive!

The feeling of shivering appeared in Lu Heng's database for the first time, and he realized for the first time what a fanatic meant to an emperor.

The new module has been generated.

【Belief】

【manufacture】