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

The deputy foundry supervisor was surprised that the explosion was so small, and he quickly identified what the dust was.

"Psychic ashes?"

Although out-of-control psychics are a huge hidden danger, "controllable" psychics are full of treasures.

Even after death, their ashes still retain a portion of their psychic power. The ashes of high-level psykers are often made into missiles and other weapons on the Forge World, used to stir up terrible psychic anomalies in the explosion.

But the ashes Li Ang used were not high-quality. Although they did explode, they failed to trigger any psychic phenomena. The deputy foundry supervisor looked at Li Ang in surprise, not understanding what he was doing.

But this might be the end of it all...

The deputy foundry supervisor did not rush to order the death slave mecha to give Leon the final blow, but instead mobilized the source power circuit under his mechanical body.

This circuit is a device that conducts electricity in the bodies of mechanical priests, but when necessary, they can also allow ultra-high energy currents to pass through the circuits in their bodies to shock away nearby enemies.

The situation was urgent, and he had no time to do so. But now that Leon was like a candle in the wind, he naturally didn't want to let the Death Slave Robot shoot through Leon and himself. He planned to use the Source Power Circuit to shock Leon away first, and then control the Death Slave Robot to execute Leon.

However, as the command to mobilize the reactor to inject the source power circuit was issued, the energy of the reactor was squeezed into a ball at the entrance of the circuit and could not be smoothly injected into the circuit.

"What's happening here?"

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor was somewhat stunned. The Holy Blood of the Om Messiah had never before flowed so obscurely through him. He even felt that these energies were subtly resisting his instructions within the existing laws—this was not supposed to happen under the physical laws of the real universe.

Why did I suddenly become unable to move?

"Don't you understand?"

Leon dragged his broken body to his feet and staggered off him: "It's the ashes of a psychic."

In the final analysis, psychic attacks in the form of energy are phenomena caused by temporarily distorting the physical laws of the real universe through the power of the subspace. In other words, the emergence of psychic attacks is inevitably accompanied by changes in the laws of physics.

The machines created by humans rely on the physical laws of the real universe to operate. If the physical laws are changed, the least of the problems is that they simply stop working.

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor naturally understood this, but...

"Your psyker's ashes didn't even trigger the Warp phenomenon."

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor gave up on driving the power circuit and instead tried to issue an order to the Death Slave Mecha: "How can you interfere with my mecha?"

"The slightest malfunction can paralyze the entire divine machine. Why can't the problems caused by the subspace affect your machine?"

Li Ang asked back.

"Of course, it's because the Machine Soul, blessed by Om Messiah, will protect us..."

"...!"

The deputy foundry supervisor who answered Li Ang's question subconsciously suddenly stopped talking.

The signals he sent to the Death Slave Robot became sluggish, and the Death Slave Robot's entire body seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of static interference, preventing his commands from getting in. But now that he had figured out what was going on, he was no longer surprised.

It’s the machine soul!

Li Ang had planned it in advance and killed his machine soul!

Although the exploded ashes of low-level psychics failed to cause any subspace anomalies, it did partially change the physical laws here.

The previous data invasion had killed his Machine Soul, leaving his body no longer protected by Om Messiah. Now, even though it was only a slight disturbance in the laws of physics, it was enough to render him unable to move without the protection of his Machine Soul.

The deputy foundry supervisor's heart sank to the bottom. He stared at Li Ang intently, his logic filled with confusion.

"why?"

He questioned: "The machine soul in your body is also dead, why are you not affected by the psychic's ashes!"

Li Ang's previous calculations could be said to be a logical trap, but this was the only thing he couldn't understand.

He had already found out in the counter-invasion just now that the machine soul in Leon's body had also disappeared without a trace. His observations also showed that Leon did not have any magical defense circuits to resist the psychic energy of the subspace.

If his body had been disturbed by the psychic's ashes, then Leon should have suffered the same fate. Why was Leon the only one who could still move freely?

"It's very simple."

Leon shrugged and pulled out his solar battle axe from the death slave mecha that he had originally knocked down.

"I don't believe in God."

The Machine Soul is the underlying code of the Mechanicus. In a universe where demons and monsters are rampant, the Machine Soul, which can protect the normal operation of machines under various circumstances, has deeply kicked an organization that should be more materialistic into the abyss of religion.

But Leon doesn't need a machine soul. His own characteristic of not being affected by the subspace is enough to ensure that the machinery on his body functions normally.

"Liar! Blasphemer! A heretic who blasphemes the Holy Spirit of the Machine! A soulless monster in the guise of a sage!"

Looking at Leon dragging a solar-powered battle axe towards him, the casting director, who already knew his fate, started cursing.

He had figured out why he hadn't found a Machine Soul in Leon during the counter-invasion. It wasn't that the Machine Soul had died; it was that there had never been a Machine Soul in the first place!

Although it is unknown how his machines function without a Machine Soul, the power of the Warp obviously only works on machines whose Machine Souls have been destroyed, and has no effect on him, a guy who has never had a Machine Soul in the first place!

This Le Ang is like a soulless person, no vision can affect him!

But soulless beings cannot become mechanical priests, and Leon doesn't have the oppressive feeling that comes with being soulless. How did he do it?

Even though he was about to die, a blasphemous thought emerged in the mind of the deputy foundry supervisor.

'Doesn't the power of the machine depend on the Ohm Messiah to function?'

Leon didn't care what the Iron Guard sage was thinking. As the ultimate winner of this battle, he aimed his battle axe at the motionless deputy supervisor of the foundry and raised it high.

"Of course you can scold me. But no matter how much you scold me, your Om Messiah can't save you."

He swung his axe down grimly, exercising the victor's power as executioner.

Li Ang cut the deputy foundry supervisor's body in half. He lifted the deputy foundry supervisor's upper body and placed it on a plane opposite to him.

The deputy foundry supervisor's brain did not stop working for a while, and his electronic eyes were still flashing with a captivating red light.

"Even if you kill me, heretic, this war will not end..."

The Deputy Forge Supervisor's tone remained stern. "Your collusion with the Imperial Army to occupy Maxim violates the Olympia Accords signed between the Empire and Mars. Even if Maxim is voluntarily abandoned by us, it will remain a Forge World under the Mechanicus."

"Only the Adeptus Mechanicus has the power to decide the fate of this world. Leon! Your betrayal of the Adeptus Mechanicus will inevitably be judged on Mars!"

"That's nothing for you to worry about."

Leon replied, "Those imperial fleets floating in the sky don't even know they've colluded with me."

The deputy foundry supervisor paused: "What do you mean?"

He tried to think, but the loss of half his components and the reactor had rendered his thoughts sluggish and dull. Seeing the elevator nearing its top, and the sounds of battle between the Astartes and the Skitarii gradually becoming audible, Leon leisurely used his remaining hand to reload the magazine of photon-hydrogen fuel in his plasma pistol.

He loaded the magazine and then aimed the pistol at the deputy foundry supervisor's head.

"That's a question you'd better ask your Deus ex Machina—if he won't treat your soul as a dessert."

The moment the elevator reached the top floor of the underground factory, Leon pulled the trigger.

A deep blue flame burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and the scorching plasma penetrated the brow of the deputy foundry supervisor, tearing his semi-mechanized head into pieces.

The brain of the Iron Guard Sage instantly turned into countless tiny metal fragments, and the electronic eyes that were originally flashing red light solidified into a dark void.

All the people who were fighting suddenly became silent. The gunfire that had lasted for almost a day suddenly stopped for a short while.

The timing was perfect. Li Ang thought that the scene of him executing the deputy supervisor of the foundry should be seen by everyone.

He raised his head and looked around, realizing that everyone around him was looking at him in disbelief. The only difference was that some people's eyes were filled with surprise and delight, while the others were filled with shock.

The Crusaders watched in shock as Leon, dragging his broken body, shot through their commander's head, watched in shock as Leon stepped on the broken head of the deputy forge supervisor, and watched in shock as Leon crushed the remains of the head into powder.

There were no other sages commanding them at the moment, and they themselves did not even have the courage to raise their guns at Leon.

Even after having undergone surgery to remove unnecessary emotions, the morale of the Crusaders still dropped to freezing point.

Without anyone announcing it, at this moment, everyone knew the outcome of this battle and even this war.

The winner is——

Leon!

Chapter 75 The end of everything.

The Crusaders continued to attack, and while the mechanical implants strengthened them, they also forced them to obey the final order of "advance" issued by the Deputy Foundry Supervisor.

But an offensive whose morale had dropped to freezing point was not threatening at all. Although the Crusaders were supposed to be the least morale-affected army in the empire, this also applied to them after they lost the command of the sage.

This is exactly what Leon wanted. He deliberately timed the execution of the deputy supervisor of foundry to achieve this effect.

Although this battle was extremely dangerous for him...

The steps of the battle were all in Leon's plan: even if the Death Slave Robot was not knocked down by the Felynx, he could still invade remotely by injecting electronic viruses into the paralysis trap and kill the opponent's Machine Soul.

But having a plan doesn't guarantee smooth sailing, and the Deputy Foundry Supervisor's confidence was indeed well-founded. His unpredictable death slave mechas nearly tore Leon to pieces with their ferocious firepower.

But he was the ultimate winner, and that was enough.

Leon stood proudly, looking around the room. He saw a look of joy on Kurland's face, and Sergeant Arlo breathed a sigh of relief.

The most special one was Christina. She trotted over. Although there was no expression on her face, Leon could still feel his curiosity.

"You look like you're dead."

She commented sharply at first, then added a hint of incredulous curiosity: "But you actually won?"

"I think you should be happy about my victory instead of asking me for confirmation."

Li Ang displayed the fragment of the deputy foundry supervisor's head at his feet: "Isn't the answer obvious enough?"

"Is he completely dead?"

"Who knows? Sages always have many tricks up their sleeves. I'm sure his consciousness code hasn't been uploaded, but he might have already copied his personality in advance, and then use a Theseus ship to replace him."

Leon kicked the skull fragments away and said, "At least now I win, there is no doubt about that."

"Can you even guarantee whether the other party has uploaded the consciousness code?"

Christina pressed, "How did you do that?"

No one was optimistic about Leon's plan to use the Titan as a lure to a duel with the Deputy Forge Supervisor. Kurlander's plan was a classic Imperial Fists-style, layered attack, while Arlo suggested leading a decapitation squad. Christina was Leon's only supporter at the time, but rather than trusting Leon, she likely wanted to see what Leon had in store.

"If you are determined to cooperate with me further, you will know."

Li Ang didn't intend to satisfy her curiosity now.

He signaled Felyne to gather up the fallen Death Slaves and pointed at the Titan behind him: "Now is the time for you to show your resolve, isn't it?"

Leon saw Christina's lip curl, but she didn't resist. Under her guidance, the Warlord-class Titan's crew entered the cockpit with him.

As her nerves connected to the Titan, the Titan's head, which had been lowered in standby mode, slowly raised up, emitting a buzzing sound that made all enemies' hearts palpitate.

"really weird."

Christina, who had entered the amniotic fluid chamber, communicated with Leon: "The Titan's machine spirit is actually afraid of you. What on earth did you do down there?"

"Just a normal fight, just like you're doing now."

Unlike the narrow space on the lower level lift platform that is not enough for Titans to move, the upper level of the underground factory has a stage large enough for Titans to perform.

Christina manipulated the Titan to raise its right arm, and two massive Vulcan bombs, each the size of a human head, began to load. The crisp sound was like a countdown to death.

The Titans just fired, but to the light infantry, such huge bombs were no different from artillery shells. The scorching air waves and the dazzling flash of the explosion engulfed the still attacking Crusaders.

Even without hitting, the mere sound of the explosion was enough to tear the Skitarii apart. The Vulcan Heavy Bolter's rate of fire, at 300 rounds per minute, ensured that the Skitarii, struggling to survive in the heat and pressure, had no time to breathe.

Hundreds of specially made explosive bombs poured down like raindrops, and the broken limbs and arms drew poignant arcs in the sky. The mist gushing from the blood and the broken prostheses dyed this land of death red.

The situation where the Crusaders still had the offensive advantage was reversed in the blink of an eye. This was the great power of the divine machinery!

The priests who stood with Leon and his men cheered. This Titan, with just a slight display of strength, had stabilized a position that thousands of them could not hold.

The amazing performance of the God's Machine made each of them so excited that they couldn't wait to join the counterattack and start a feast of liquidation of the Crusaders!

As the screen went black, the Casting Director, knowing that the Skitarii acting as a camera had been killed, waved his hand. Far away in orbit, he took over the Skitarii's command and issued a new order:

"retreat."

The Skitarii, struggling to maintain the front, collapsed instantly. Lacking the support of the Sage Network, their logic processors and auspicious instruments were no longer able to process the tsunami of tactical information flooding in from the chaotic battlefield. All tactical logic and rationality vanished. All that remained was flight and slaughter.

Leon even saw a priest remove the head of a Crusader he had caught up with. He held the head high along with the gears he had stripped from the enemy and shouted excitedly:

"Teeth sacrificed to Ohm, skull dedicated to all things!"

Leon silently took note of this priest, intending to rigorously test his loyalty later. However, the counterattack was unstoppable. The priests fought back with unwavering resolve, driving the Crusaders out of the underground factory.

Considering the two cruisers still in orbit, Leon, relying on the Titans for his counterattack, didn't rush his troops into pursuit. He rested his troops for a while. Kurland took advantage of this opportunity to approach Leon.

"We can't waste time adjusting here."