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

They showed their steel fists, the high-energy reactor and the modified mechanical heart behind them providing surging power for their fists. Facing the Felyne cats rushing towards them, the Casting Director planned to meet them head-on!

Death Slaves are not designed for close combat, but their metal bodies, which are highly similar to the power armor of Space Marines, make them rarely rivals in close combat.

The Felines pounced forward fiercely, but their trajectories had long been determined by the prediction model. The Death Slave Robots punched ruthlessly according to the predicted trajectories, knocking a group of Felines to the ground with just one punch!

But two fists can't beat four claws. The overwhelming number of Elucats was no match for two Death Slaves. Just as the two Death Slaves froze after striking, Tom, who had been among the cats, took the opportunity to leap up.

He raised the specially made small hammer high, and the dazzling light golden spiritual energy gathered on the hammer head, and then smashed heavily on the mask of the Death Slave Robot!

But there was no response.

Aside from a slight tremor in the visor, the metal structure of the Death Slave wasn't shaken at all. Even the Deputy Casting Supervisor, who was completely absorbed in calculations, was surprised by this.

Although he had previously judged that the Felyne's attack was just a feint, the real killer move was those paralysis traps...

But is this the extent of a feint?

Surprise gradually turned into a hint of joy. Even though his previous transformation had suppressed his emotions long ago, the deputy foundry supervisor still felt a sense of accomplishment from successfully predicting Li Ang's actions.

Ever since Maxim's rebellion, Leon had stirred up too many of the Deputy Foundry Supervisor's already weakened emotions. However, before that, the emotions that had been swarming in the emotion processor were entirely composed of anger and exasperation.

But now, as Leon was about to be defeated by him, all the previous negative emotions were transformed into 'tempting sweetness' at this moment.

The rhythmic binary pulses were punctuated by the deep laughter of the Deputy Casting Supervisor. Without hesitation, he issued a series of orders to the Death Slave Robot that had just been struck by the hammer, demanding the execution of the Felyne first.

He was certain that his path to victory lay within these instructions.

He wanted to see how Jie Liang could compete with him without these Elu cats!

But the signal sent over was like a stone falling on the sea. The seemingly intact Death Slave Mecha did not give any feedback to the Deputy Director of Casting who gave the order.

The deputy foundry supervisor frowned. Realizing something was wrong, he gave the order again, but found that the Death Slave Robot was still motionless.

It couldn't be interference. The Deputy Foundry Supervisor was certain of his absolute control over the Death Slaves as a high-ranking sage of the Way of Command. But if it wasn't interference...

With the combined efforts of several Felyne, the unharmed Death Slave fell to the ground. Its bulletproof mask shattered upon its fall, allowing the Deputy Casting Supervisor to glimpse what was underneath.

It was a living human brain, acting alongside its spine as the wetware of a Death Slave. Normally, it would tirelessly respond to the precise commands of the ruling mages, but now, this brain, which never rested, had ceased functioning.

It wasn't dead, just dormant. The deputy foundry supervisor could tell the brain was still alive, though the brainwave signals had nearly ceased.

In human terms, this is called sleep.

This Death Slave's wetware received a "gift" it never deserved.

"Is this the result of that hammer strike? No, by Om Messiah... this result is illogical!"

The deputy foundry supervisor was stunned.

He had imagined how to command a Slave Mecha if it was fine, and how to change formations if it was disabled or destroyed. But none of this included the scenario of "assuming the Slave Mecha was fine, issuing orders as if it were intact, only to find out it was disabled!"

The surprise and unexpected situation disrupted the Deputy Foundry Supervisor's arrangements, causing him to slack off in command of the Death Slaves. Although he had consciously instructed the Death Slaves to avoid the hammer's blows, the Felyne cats still took advantage of his moment of negligence and knocked down another Death Slaves with their Bone Dragon Hammers.

The Death Slave was created under the guise of the Crimson Protocol. To comply with the agreement's prohibition on AI, this terrifying all-metal warrior still has a human brain serving as its control center.

The Mechanicus believed that this alone was enough to determine that the weapon was still a carbon-based living creature, but coincidentally, the Felynx who were proficient in using the Bone Dragon Hammer also thought so.

A high-quality sleep hammer that excels at physical hypnosis, praised by even ancient dragons. What kind of trouble could a dead slave mecha with only its brains left?

The same scene was played out twice in front of the deputy foundry supervisor. The deputy foundry supervisor was certain that the abnormality of the Death Slave Mecha was caused by the Felyne and their hammers.

He turned his firepower and first used the three remaining Death Slaves to force back the eager Felynx, and then injected the two Death Slaves that had fallen into a deep sleep with stimulants that forced them to wake up.

But the powerful stimulants and the accompanying awakening rituals were of no use. The Death Slave Mechas, entangled in the psychic energy of the Felyne cats and falling into a deep sleep, would not be awakened by this external stimulation.

"How could the glory of the God of All Machines be so dimmed by these warriors who serve Om Messiah? Even if we add the variable of psychic energy, it still doesn't make sense!"

The Deputy Casting Supervisor couldn't understand what was happening. He felt as if he had never escaped Leon's schemes. After failing to restart the Death Slave, he looked up and saw that Leon had weakened his shield.

Leon pumped energy into the thrusters installed behind him. Facing the deputy casting supervisor who was unable to solve the "fault", he raised a question.

"Do you believe the Emperor is the incarnation of the Om Messiah?"

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor didn't understand why Leon would bring up an ancient debate that had existed since the Emperor conquered Mars, but considering the possibility of obtaining intelligence in this way, he tentatively answered his true thoughts:

"No."

"That's indeed illogical. But besides logic, I can teach you another truth."

"Logic based on probability might guarantee survival..."

The thrusters behind him suddenly spit out tail flames, and Leon, holding a solar-powered battle axe, jumped up and rushed towards the deputy supervisor of the foundry.

"But taking risks beyond logic is what wins!"

Chapter 73 Who is the winner?

The deputy foundry supervisor had never felt so angry.

Leon's words were an insult to Om Messiah and a denial of all that he had accomplished so far!

"What bullshit are you talking about! Logic and probability constitute the truth of Ohm Messiah, and His power flows through steel and circuits!"

"I will use absolute logic to crush you, the heretic from Huangquan No. 8!"

Such bold words are naturally backed by data. Although he once again fell into the logical trap set by Li Ang, the deputy foundry supervisor still believed in himself, his data and logic.

Li Ang simply used calculations to break the absolute disadvantage, but this degree of reversal was not enough to shake the balance of victory.

With three Death Slave mechas, the current Deputy Director of Casting still has the upper hand.

Bearing the name of Om Messiah, he must not lose!

Although Leon's design forced him to divert the firepower that was suppressing Leon, allowing Leon to find an opportunity to get close, the data collected from the previous shooting with Leon would not disappear because of this ridiculous calculation.

Now is the time for this data to come into play!

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor and the Death Slave, who had driven back the Felynx, returned their guns to the galloping Leon. The prediction curve for Leon's actions began to rapidly narrow to an absolute range, and the comprehensive experience matrix system and cognitive network led by the Deputy Foundry Supervisor also eliminated previous prediction options one by one.

When the predicted probability reached 100% that it would definitely hit the target, the deputy foundry supervisor gave the order without hesitation!

The muzzle of the Death Slave's gun burst into a scorching flame. Following the absolutely true probability and the truth of Ohm's Messiah, the shot hit Leon without any accident.

The energy shield was still effective, but the previous exchange of fire had greatly weakened its thickness. In addition, Leon now allocated most of his energy to the thrusters behind him. Although the opponent only had three Death Slaves left to fire at the same time, the energy shield still shattered after absorbing half of the attack.

The remaining laser beams pierced Leon's body with pinpoint accuracy, and a buzzing alarm sounded within his brain. Sparks erupted from the broken pipes within his body, and his entire body, scorched by the aurora, took on a crystalline texture, like glass melting under intense heat.

But the thrusters were not destroyed.

He is still moving forward!

The Death Slave Robot had no time to fire a second round. With the momentum of its high-speed advance, Leon hurled his solar-powered battle axe, its sharp edge directly knocking down the Death Slave Robot guarding the Deputy Foundry Supervisor. He then leaped over the knocked-down Death Slave Robot and slammed directly into the Deputy Foundry Supervisor!

It wasn't some elegant move, but a pure, reckless collision.

The collision produced metal fragments that rained down like a torrential rain. Overwhelmed by the powerful impact, the Deputy Foundry Supervisor looked at Li Ang, whose half body was shattered, in disbelief. He could even see the stopped gears through the cracks in Li Ang's body.

Leon, baptized by laser gunfire, collided with the intact Deputy Foundry Supervisor. The result was naturally in his favor. Now, in his calculations, all other options had been eliminated, leaving only a bright red prediction signifying his victory.

That is a victory of logic.

But he couldn't believe it.

He didn't believe that Leon would end the war in a ridiculous way by hurting the enemy by 800 and himself by 1,000.

Although all odds now pointed to his victory, he couldn't help but question whether the logic of following Om Messiah's guidance would stand up to scrutiny.

Despite his doubts, he didn't hesitate in giving the order. Even though he was pinned down by Leon, the Deputy Foundry Supervisor still ordered the Death Slave Mechas to fire at them.

The firepower of the Death Slave Robot would penetrate Leon along with him. But in comparison, he just wanted to make sure Leon died completely!

But Leon, who had planned ahead, moved much faster than the Death Slave Robot. He had already taken out the data cable when he sacrificed himself to collide with it.

Relying on the advantage brought by the advance time, Leon stuffed the cable into the casting deputy supervisor who was pressed under him before the death slave mecha shot off his arm, and roughly injected the data he had prepared long ago into the body of the casting deputy supervisor.

A torrent of data suddenly poured into the body of the Deputy Foundry Supervisor along the cables. He immediately realized that this was a carefully planned data invasion ritual!

However, as a sage of the Iron Guard who specializes in commanding the Crusader Army, all the transformations made by the Deputy Forge Supervisor are for the processing of large-scale data, and the battle between data is also his forte.

He had imagined that Leon would try to defeat him by taking advantage of his weak close combat ability. But he had never considered the possibility that Leon might be rushing towards him to hack into his data.

He is not even a sage who specializes in combat. Why does he dare to challenge me in my own expertise?

The deputy foundry supervisor had to consider the fact that Leon had mastered a powerful invading virus as a variable in his logic. He gave up commanding the death slaves and devoted all his energy to dealing with Leon's invasion.

The Machine Soul did not actively defend against Leon's invasion. On the contrary, it retreated from the influx of Leon's code. This situation made the Deputy Supervisor of Foundry feel nervous.

He seemed to be able to hear the machine spirit wailing.

The body's defenses haven't even been activated. This virus must be quite powerful, perhaps derived from some ancient sacred technology...

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor didn't dare to neglect his duties. He quickly abandoned his command of the Death Slaves and focused his attention on the data workshop. However, as he personally took over the defense, he was surprised to discover that Leon's code had nothing special besides its self-replication capabilities.

Although Leon's code had spread to every corner of his body in such a short time, this string of code had no other effect except for the massive self-replication that slowed down the body's operation speed.

This virus's invasion method can hardly even be called aggressive.

Perhaps this is a virus that targets the command of the Crusaders... The Deputy Forge Supervisor judged this logically.

If he were attacked by such a virus while commanding the Skitarii under high load, he would definitely be delayed in command. If the opposing commander was also a veteran, he would most likely seize this opportunity to reverse the situation on the battlefield.

But now it was a one-on-one duel between him and Leon. Could he be so stupid as to use this as his trump card in the duel?

The deputy foundry supervisor couldn't judge the situation clearly. Apart from the fact that the machine spirit no longer responded to his calls, he didn't find anything unusual.

But he still instinctively killed all the Leon codes in his body, and even invaded Leon in reverse along the data cable.

Li Ang quickly used his only remaining hand to physically cut off the data connection, but the moment of intrusion had already allowed the deputy foundry supervisor to clearly understand Li Ang's physical condition.

It's just a spent force whose machine soul has died!

But Li Ang was still smiling, and this smile made the deputy foundry supervisor uneasy. He didn't understand why a dying man could be so confident. The only explanation he could think of was that Li Ang was actually sure of victory.

But this conflicts with logical judgment.

The deputy foundry supervisor seemed to experience a bit of illogical fear.

He couldn't help wanting to communicate with Li Ang: "You..."

"Shhh."

Li Ang raised his finger to his lips, signaling the deputy foundry supervisor to be quiet.

“It’s going to explode.”

He said.

Following Li Ang's gesture, the deputy foundry supervisor's gaze moved to Li Ang's waist. His optical system automatically switched to thermal energy scanning and discovered a lit fuse around Li Ang's waist.

Although he couldn't see more, he could already guess that there must be a grenade at the end of the fuse.

The deputy foundry supervisor's pupils suddenly shrank.

His instinct told him that something was wrong, but logic told him that unless it was a melta bomb, it couldn't kill a sage who had undergone a deep mechanical transformation.

Furthermore, the grenade was strapped to Leon's body, so the force of the explosion would have passed through Leon before reaching him. If it was truly a lethal weapon, they would have perished together.

But Leon's performance clearly showed that he regarded the grenade as his magic weapon to win.

In this situation, why does Li Ang think he can win?

What on earth does he want to do?!

Chapter 74 Li Ang!

Li Ang certainly understood that he could not defeat the deputy supervisor of foundry in terms of data confrontation.

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor was right; even sages had their own distinctions. Although they were all sages, their areas of expertise already subtly distinguished them.

As the saying goes, the rich rely on technology, the poor on mutation. If the opponent is a forge sage proficient in crafting, then there's no doubt they have an entire army of their own armed to protect the faith. But if they're a biological sage, then they're likely a hard-working individual who's barely climbed to the rank of sage by working for various parties in the empire.

Life extension surgery, servitor production, and biological transformation for nobles' private soldiers... Leon completed his initial accumulation through these means. After he registered as a biological sage, he had the energy to begin exploring other aspects of knowledge.

Some people were born in Rome. As a senior sage of the ruling faction, it was natural for the deputy foundry supervisor to look down on Li Ang.

From sophisticated mechanical implants to a high-powered logic core, everything about the war-master's body far surpassed Leon's. His body alone cost as much as a destroyer, so what right did Leon have to try to infringe upon his reputation?

In fact, not to mention the gap in mechanical implants, since Leon is unwilling to make any mechanized changes to his brain, he is naturally at a disadvantage in the confrontation within the Mechanicus.

This forced him to take some extreme measures to achieve his goal...such as the previous collision.

But fortunately, everything went very smoothly, and Leon's goal was achieved as early as the moment the data was invaded.

As the grenade on his waist exploded, a tiny flash of fire and shock wave appeared, and fine dust filled the entire space.