The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

"Then. We must clear the way for Him before His arrival."

The research on the Orc teleportation device was divided into two routes: using Orcs and relying on psychic energy. Kubik, who paid great attention to this technology, allocated resources to allow the two methods to be experimented in parallel.

But Augustus, who was in charge of this experiment, had already turned his back on Mars. He took his psychic powers a step further and chose to summon demons.

Of course, in their view this was just a summoning of the followers of the God of All Things.

Augustus was not worried about the situation here being exposed to the Fabricator-General. Because when the priests dispatched to Mars discovered that these creations that Mars could not understand were actually driven by the might of the Warp, they were almost immediately convinced by Vashtor's methods and became true believers of the God of All Machines.

They sneaked into Mars, the renegade priest of Mars, and finally the high wall, and Leon.

Now that all the variables were in place, only General Kubik, the forger who believed he was in control, remained in the dark. Augustus decided to use these variables to allow all of Mars to feel the power of the God of All Machines.

Vashtor will take back his rightful fortune on Mars!

PS1: The Emperor being the incarnation of the God of All Things is just a mainstream view in 30K, and it does not force the priests to believe this. After the Emperor sat on the toilet, more and more people did not believe this.

PS2: There is actually an interesting cause and effect as to why the Emperor is considered to be the incarnation of the God of All Things, which will probably be mentioned in the plot later.

Chapter 170: Fabricating Conflict.

Augustus went downstairs. In a church set aside within the experimental field for believers to pray to Vashtor, he found the believer he had personally introduced—the Senior Sage Victor.

Originally Maxim's deputy forge supervisor, he served the great Vashtor after his resurrection. As the embodiment of the power of the God of All Machines, he preached to the priests beneath the gear-like Chaos Octagram.

Seeing Augustus coming, Victor stopped preaching.

"The plan is about to begin, Magus Victor. Now is the golden moment to put an end to the lies of Mars and the Emperor!"

Although his fate has been bound to Vashtol, Victor still has doubts about Vashtol: "My pleasure, Great Sage. What can I do?"

"You need to go to the Rust Wastes and bring a million troops to my lord."

The Rust Wastes are a desolate plain on Mars near the birthplace of the Servants. The reason no factories have been developed there, despite the high cost of land on Mars, is that they are the Martian waste dump.

For millennia, countless discarded implants and servitors had accumulated there, and no one except the humblest scavengers considered the land valuable.

But for Vashtor, who wields the power of steel, everything is possible.

"Look at you, Victor. The power of our Lord flows through you, who have been resurrected. Vashtor has chosen you to be the pioneer of machinery, the prophet of gears. With just a flick of your hand, those abandoned mechanical servants will respond to your call and fight for the true God of All Machines under your command!"

Victor wasn't fooled by Augustus's boast: "But these servitors were abandoned due to malfunctions and missing bodies. Using them against the Martian Skitarii is too difficult."

"So we still need some conflict within the Empire, and those Assassin's Courts will be the perfect catalyst. As for the triggering point of the conflict?"

Augustus's hand brushed across the data panel, and the image displayed on it made Victor tremble all over.

"Leon!"

He had no reason to reject the plan.

-

Kubik received the news shortly after the attack on Lava City.

Infiltration and counter-infiltration are commonplace within the Imperium. Just as Mars sent Pavonis to the Inquisition, the Inquisition would certainly plant its own agents on Mars.

But today's situation is very unusual. Not only did those nails enter the core of the project, they even left Lava City alive!

Kubik urgently summoned Augustus. The great sage who had been leading the Orc project since Maxim's return now stood humbly before the Forge General, answering his questions.

"Augustus, I have always trusted your work because you have never let any outsider know the true purpose of Mars."

Kubik appeared calm, but his logic was simmering with uncontrollable rage. "Why would your work lead to a counterintelligence lapse at the most crucial moment? Is this the kind of response you're going to give back to the resources Mars has poured into these projects?"

"Great King of Mars, I'm incompetent. But there are variables in this infiltration that I can't control."

August presented the previous video, and the identities of the people in it surprised Kubik.

"The Assassin's Court?"

"Yes, it was they who broke through our defenses and caused this accident."

Augustus skillfully wove his words, guiding Kubik's thoughts in the 'appropriate' direction: "The Assassins' Court had no record of appearing on Mars before, so they were not within our radar. Their unexpected exchange of fire with the Inquisition exposed their whereabouts and revealed the possibility that the Assassins' Court and the Inquisition's goals might not align."

It is appropriate to infer that if two organizations share a common goal, they should choose to cooperate rather than exchange fire.

Kubik's data throne began to operate, and various factors and possibilities were continuously added to his logical analysis.

The possibility that the Assassin's Court also wanted to find out the purpose of Mars was rapidly reduced under the influence of these factors, and Kubik's logic was deduced to what target the Assassin's Court wanted to assassinate on Mars.

There's no evidence to support this assertion, and just when Kubik wants to deny it, the partially recalculated wetware makes it oddly more likely.

The Data Throne suggested that he should also take the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court's personal style into consideration.

Kubik did so, and the wetware calculations demonstrated his worst fears.

He still sat on the data throne, but behind him there was a dagger hanging over his head.

"Wangolichi...!"

He couldn't help but roar.

It was this possibility that he worried about before returning to Mars and staying indoors.

Wangerlich, Grand Master of the Assassins' Court. He calls himself the Inquisitor of Truth, but in reality he is a murderous monster. He sees no devotion to the High Lords, only a cold sneer at their corruption and incompetence.

As the beast approached Terra, Wangerich began to stir, and his private plots to instigate the High Lords to attack made Kubik deeply uneasy. The Fabricator General returned to Mars and never left again.

But he didn't expect that even after returning to Mars, that cold and poisonous snake still wouldn't let him go!

"Who does he think he is? The Emperor?! Even the Emperor can't interfere with the selection of the Forge General. Even if you kill me, the next Forge General will never follow his path!"

Kubik crushed the data panel in his hand. After venting his anger, he had to calm down and think about this problem.

Having spent hundreds of years reaching the pinnacle of Mechanicum power, he certainly didn't want to die. If Wangorich was targeting him, he had to consider why the Assassin's Court chose to act now, and why their first target was Lava City.

He knew that his research on the Ork teleporter had violated the rules set by Mars and Terra - this was of course nothing to the Mechanicus, but Wangorich might just need this as a legitimate reason to get rid of him.

Those assassins were not as well-informed as the Inquisition. If they had not cooperated with the Inquisition, why would they have pointed the finger at Lava City in the first place?

Augustus, standing by, gave a timely reminder: "The only variable in Lava City is the new sage, Leon."

"Are you saying that Li Ang is an insider of the Assassin Court?"

"I'm just stating the facts."

"His surveillance has not revealed anything unusual."

"But we can't find any other reason."

Kubik glanced at August, who looked calm.

He considered the possibility that Augustus wanted to take this opportunity to settle a personal grudge, but he also had to admit that Leon was the most suspicious.

This is a project that is enough to determine the fate of Mars. In order to achieve it, Kubik would rather kill the innocent than let them go.

But Leon's identity was too sensitive, and Kubik had to consider the final reaction of the high wall.

"What do you think the Assassin's Court has learned?"

he asked Augustus.

"They should know that we used the power of the Warp in our experiments, but they don't know how and for what purpose we used it."

Augustus lowered his voice. "This is our last chance. The Assassin's Court could obtain evidence of the teleportation device at any time. We must eliminate any possibility that would put Mars at a disadvantage before we achieve our goal."

This sentence convinced Kubik.

He weighed these risks against the Final Wall, which would depart in just three days, and realized that as long as they kept their hands clean, the Final Wall wouldn't learn of Leon's death before setting off.

"Let's put it off for a bit. We'll start after the Final Wall departs. This operation will be in my charge... no, it's yours."

Kubik had wanted to oversee it himself, but the unusually high calculation results on the Data Throne worried him. As the foundation of his livelihood, Kubik decided to investigate whether there was a problem with the wetware connected to the Data Throne.

"I will grant you the authority to deploy the Skitarii. Do not let me down, Augustus."

"Of course. I will let Leon die quietly."

Augustus stood up and respectfully saw the Forge General off. Only after the Forge General's massive figure was completely out of his sight did he express the joy surging through his logic circuits on his face.

He had been luring the Assassins' Court, misleading the Inquisition, and even setting a logical trap for the Forge General himself. He had been planning for too long, and now he was finally about to receive a sweet reward.

The fact that the sage, who had captured Maxim with his connivance, could come to Mars was indeed beyond Augustus's expectation. But it didn't matter. No matter how Leon jumped around, he was just his pawn, a medium to plunge Mars into chaos.

He never cared about Li Ang.

"Now, let us dedicate everything to the God of All Things!"

-

Augustus returned to Lava City, a city now only filled with undercurrents he had laid with his own hands.

Under his command, the Rust Seekers had already infiltrated the vicinity of Leon's forge, and heavily armed, heavily armored Servitors had blocked all exits from Lava City. To ensure Leon's demise, the Casting General even assigned him several data craftsmen and a team of valuable cybernetic robots.

Caught in such a tight net, Li Ang seemed to have no way out.

But Augustus knew that Leon would not die.

At least not at first.

Since the goal is to plunge Mars into chaos, Augustus naturally seeks a bigger move.

He carefully designed Leon's escape route. When the Skitarii attacked, these Skitarii who seemed to be chasing and blocking him with all their might would leave Leon a way to survive, and at the end of the way was an Archaeopteryx ornithopter.

Everything was ready, and Augustus quietly waited for the best time to take action.

The countdown to the Final Wall's departure had begun. Unlike the Casting General's request to wait until after the Final Wall had departed, Augustus demanded that news of Leon's death reach the Final Wall before they left Mars.

Finally, Augustus received news from the Hand of God Airport.

"The transport fleet is undergoing its final refueling, and the final high wall will set sail in three hours."

Augustus knew the time had come.

"Do it."

He gave the order coldly.

The Rust Seekers quickly reached their designated position in the darkness. Equipped with sonic blades, they searched for their prey, Leon. However, the first few were cleaved in half by the Om Messiah Axe before they could even identify Leon.

"I haven't used this thing in a while. I didn't expect it to be so easy to use."

Li Ang sighed.

The remaining Rust Seekers wanted to attack, but the cramped space inside the furnace limited their mobility. After forcing the Rust Seekers back with his axe handle, Leon pulled out his plasma pistol and, with a few bursts of fire, eliminated the entire Rust Seeker squad.

The Crusaders were a little confused by Leon's sudden attack. Before they could make a logical judgment, Leon had already rushed out of the forge.

"Did he know we were going to take action?"

Rust Seeker Alpha, who was in charge of commanding frontline operations, realized the problem.

The alarm in Lava City was quickly sounded, and the Crusaders, with their intelligence advantage, quickly re-locked Leon's position.

They didn't think that Leon could escape from the dragnet of an entire city, but the sage's abnormality made them feel an unexpected urgency.

"The target is moving towards Area B, all units immediately block the exit!"

The Crusaders quickly set up heavy firepower in the corresponding passage. When Leon, holding the Axe of Ohm Messiah, appeared at the corresponding intersection, the heavy mecha servants holding heavy laser guns and lightning guns quickly locked onto Leon.

No matter how powerful a sage was, he couldn't withstand such a barrage of fire. Leon paused, seemingly searching for a building to shield him. The Skitarii, sensing Leon's intentions, quickly closed in, tightening the encirclement.

Li Ang became a turtle in a jar.

But this is also part of Leon's plan.

When the heavily armored servitors chasing Leon got close enough to the buildings, Leon turned on his loudspeaker.

"Occam, it's time to take action!"

The Astartes who had been hiding in the building suddenly pounced out!

Occam, Efron, and Malik each chose their own prey. They dropped from the sky and pierced the core of the mecha with their power weapons in the moment when the Crusaders had no time to react.

The heavily armored servitors, their cores blazing with sparks, collapsed to the ground, their massive remains providing perfect cover for the three Astartes. Having dodged the initial wave of fire, they fired their bolters, felling scores of Rangers, and a gap appeared in their encirclement.

"Are we okay?"

Ockham asked.

"of course!"

Li Ang did not hesitate to express his praise.

It was his decision to call in the Expunged Gang, but the role they played far exceeded Leon's expectations.