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

Kurland was still thinking about the nine hours that Leon had mentioned before. Somehow, he was always bothered by this time.

"Nine hours is still some time away, and reinforcements may not arrive in nine hours. We should reorganize our defenses as quickly as possible and be prepared for the next enemy attack."

"There won't be another round of attacks."

Li Ang shook his head. "Aren't you going to the Astropathic Intermediate Station? Although the main force with the Titans can't go with you, you can organize a team capable of capturing the Intermediate Station and set off first."

"? According to conventional war concepts..."

"But this is the Adeptus Mechanicus. The intricacies of the Adeptus Mechanicus are much more complicated than you think."

Leon spread his hands, intending to explain briefly to this trusted Imperial Fists Chapter Master: "The Forge Supervisor is the leader of the Forge World. The Vice-Forge Supervisor is technically his deputy, but he holds the command of the Skitarii on that Forge World. Therefore, the position of Vice-Forge Supervisor is usually held by a sage or great sage proficient in command."

"Under normal circumstances, the position of Deputy Supervisor carries immense power. However, when they abandon their current Forge World, unless they establish another, the accepting Forge World will be completely unable to grant the former Deputy Supervisor the crucial military authority."

Kurland understood immediately: "So this Deputy Foundry Supervisor is actually using his last remaining command to seize the Titan Legion, which is enough to guarantee his future?"

"Yes, in this matter, the interests of those members of the Forge Council who escaped with him were not entirely aligned with his. Perhaps they could not object, but the Mechanicus is not short of standing idly by and taking advantage of others' misfortunes."

"That's why we don't have to worry about a new round of attacks..."

"That's right. But more importantly, their opponent is me."

This statement wasn't exactly humorous, but it surprisingly suited the taste of the equally humorless Son of Dorne. Realizing that the war to seize the entire Forge World was indeed drawing to a close, Kurland also laughed in relief.

They walked out of the underground factory side by side, stood on a high point near the factory and began to look out at the planet covered with crimson sand.

"We have finally won this shattered Forge World."

Kurland sighed.

"No, Kurland."

Leon shook his head, walked up to Kurland and turned to face him.

His figure overlapped with the shattered sun obscured by the smoke. Although the sunlight was cold, Kurland felt that Leon's figure was as dazzling as the sun.

"What we win is our future."

Chapter 76 The beginning of everything.

At this moment, in low Earth orbit, the Mechanicus fleet is orbiting.

The sages on the transport fleet were just as Leon said. They had originally planned to evacuate and didn't really care what kind of chaos would happen to Maxim, which was about to be abandoned.

They didn't mind adding fuel to the fire for Maxim as long as their own interests were not harmed, but it was a different matter when it came to their own interests.

The Vice-Overseer's defeat was beyond the expectations of most of the sages. Their previous conversations had been based on the assumption that the Vice-Overseer would win, and the focus of their debate was simply how many Skitarii and private armies he would have to expend to recapture the Warlord-class Titan, which was so crucial to him.

But none of them expected that the deputy supervisor of foundry would lose so completely that he even lost himself.

A senior sage of the Iron Guard Army who specialized in the art of command was actually defeated by a biological sage from Huangquan No. 8?

They didn't know how the deputy foundry supervisor lost, but it was obvious that no one wanted to offend Maxim again.

Having transferred most of their assets, they just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. As for the production line that hadn't exploded yet?

That was the final step in giving up Maxim before the Green Tide. If the sage took Maxim just to eat the green mushrooms, then let him take it!

Most of the sages were thinking the same thing now, eager to leave this place as soon as possible, but the fleet's command lay in the hands of the Forge Director. Director Augustus hadn't yet ordered the fleet to set sail, causing some unrest among the sages.

Someone wanted to meet with the foundry director, but was told that the foundry director was currently in his laboratory and would not accept any meeting requests.

No one knows what the Chief Forge Master does except the High Sage Forge Master.

He was in the laboratory belonging to the Foundry Director with Director Augustus.

"This battle has cost us a lot of strength."

The Forge unfolded the data panel, and the Thinker's eyes projected forward the data he had calculated: "The Deputy Forge Supervisor brought nine Macrobranches, totaling 120,000 Skitarii, to the surface. However, in the end, only the forces of six Macrobranches returned to the fleet through the spaceport."

The Grand Branch is the largest unit in the Skitarii, typically numbering over 10,000 men. The Deputy Foundry Supervisor led nine armies into the battle, but three were directly lost on the ground.

Even if this result was a victory, they would still be held accountable, let alone the Deputy Foundry Supervisor who had lost. However, the Foundry Director seemed unconcerned about the loss. He opened the data panel and looked at the amniotic fluid tank in front of him.

Floating in the translucent culture medium was a human body, already equipped with basic mechanical implants. However, its eyes were closed, and its fingers only moved slightly with the water flow, seemingly unconscious.

Homunculi and the inculcation of knowledge are the Mechanicus's specialties. Aside from a few exceptionally gifted individuals, most Mechanic Priests are self-made by the Mechanicus. Those created homunculi are scrutinized by the Mechanicus the moment they emerge from their incubators to ensure they have mastered the teachings and gifts of the Om Messiah.

Those who meet the requirements will become mechanical apprentices, gaining the opportunity to serve the God of All Machines in the Mechanicus, whose journey of advancement is like a ladder to heaven. Those who fail will become the source of mechanical servants.

Even the materials used to make servitors needed to retain human consciousness before being made into servitors. But the body currently in the amniotic fluid chamber showed no trace of consciousness.

This is not a production failure, but the purpose of his creation is just to serve as a shell.

"The price. It's always necessary for growth."

The casting director concluded, "If you want to serve the true God of All Things, you must first purify the false gods and the false scriptures that have long been rooted in the depths of your soul in the face of cruel truth."

The forger understood and opened the hatch of the amniotic fluid chamber, then respectfully stepped aside.

Director Augustus picked up a pale purple psychic crystal. This crystal, carrying something, was saturated with surprise and resentment, and held the power of resentment, but the Casting Director didn't care.

He simply embedded the stone in the center of the body's energy circuit. The contents of the psychic crystal immediately extended outward along the energy circuit. A lavender light spread throughout the body, then quickly dimmed. But as the light faded, the unconscious body slowly opened its eyes.

Witnessing the "miracle" before his eyes, the blacksmith's heart was filled with excitement.

"This is the power that a true God of All Things should possess!"

He exclaimed in admiration: "No need for the false gods' complicated and useless rituals, just the simplest steps can bring the souls of the deceased back to the world!"

His admiration seemed to awaken the consciousness now attached to that body. He opened his eyes blankly, and a broken and incoherent groan came out of his throat:

"Ohm Messiah...Psychic Ashes...Leon...Leon!"

The last thing he remembered made him regain consciousness. He looked around, but did not see Leon who shot him in the head.

In front of him were Director Augustus and the Senior Forging Sage.

The deputy foundry supervisor lay in the amniotic fluid chamber, as if everything he had experienced was just a dream.

But his consciousness told him that this was impossible. He still remembered the pain of having his head shot through. The malfunction caused by the psychic energy disturbing his body also prevented him from uploading his consciousness code.

No matter what, I should have died completely.

"Why am I here?"

The deputy foundry supervisor asked instinctively.

"A gift."

He saw Director Augustus sitting across from him with his arms open.

"The glory of the God of All Things bathes you, Deputy Forging Supervisor. He has chosen you and brought your soul back to the mortal world. In return, you must dedicate your body and soul to His wholehearted service."

"The God of All Things..."

The Deputy Forge Supervisor chuckled. "If His glory rests upon me, why did He abandon me in the previous battle? How can I be said to have served Om Messiah wholeheartedly? Why didn't He logically give me the Mecha-gane's instructions, allowing me to defeat that soulless monster?"

"Not Om Messiah."

The foundry director denied the deputy foundry director's statement. The deputy foundry director looked up in surprise and saw a kind of fanaticism in Augustus' eyes that he could not understand.

"You haven't recognized the true God of All Things."

"The real... God of All Things?"

The deputy foundry supervisor looked at Director Augustus and suddenly felt his mouth dry.

"Indeed. The true God of All Things."

The laboratory was completely silent, with only the sound of the foundry supervisor's pacing. Augustus took off his Mechanicus red robe and showed it to the deputy foundry supervisor.

It was an emblem surrounded by an eight-pointed star, with a half-mechanical, half-skull head in the center. Aside from the eight-pointed star, it was identical to the standard Ohm Messiah symbol. But it was this very eight-pointed star that made the Deputy Foundry Supervisor nervous.

"chaos……!"

He whispered, but all he got was a dissatisfied scolding from Director Augustus.

"Foolish! Does the eight-pointed star symbolize chaos?"

"The might of the Soul and the Machine Soul will eventually converge in the Warp, and our faith in the God of All Machines will also manifest in the Warp. Could it be that the God of All Machines is also a symbol of Chaos?"

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor had little knowledge of the Warp, so it was difficult for him to make a judgment. However, the little knowledge that the Mechanicus members had about the Warp that the average person had, made him vaguely feel that the Director's words made sense. He continued to ask the Director for confirmation:

"I don't understand. If the God of All Machines really exists in the Warp, why does He never answer our prayers?"

"Steal. The despicable false emperor stole the authority of the God of All Mechanics. The Om Messianic doctrine instilled in us since birth distorted our faith in the God of All Mechanics, making our prayers never receive a response from the true God of All Mechanics. I was fortunate enough to be led by the God of All Mechanics himself, and only then was I able to see through this lie."

The foundry director walked up to the deputy director and knocked on the crystal in the center of his power circuit.

"Proof. The possession that retrieved your soul from the Warp and brought you back to the mortal world is proof of the existence of the God of All Machines."

The deputy foundry supervisor looked at himself and had to admit that perhaps only the power of God could explain why he was still here.

"Gods are strengthened by faith, yet weakened by faith. Om Messiah led our faith in the wrong direction, causing the true God of All Machines to become extremely weak. But even so, He still used the weak Warp reaction during your battle with the Sage of Acheron VIII to bring you back to the world."

"Although you still experienced death. But death is a necessary process."

The amniotic fluid in the amniotic chamber receded, releasing the deputy foundry supervisor. Unaccustomed to this body, the deputy foundry supervisor stumbled and fell to his knees. He had no choice but to look up at the foundry director, who was speaking eloquently.

"This is a trial, Deputy Foundry Supervisor."

"Trial...?"

"That's right. Only by overcoming the past marked by the false god Om Messiah can one transform into a true believer in the God of All Things."

"A true believer in the God of All Things..."

The direction of the Deputy Foundry Supervisor was completely guided by Director Augustus.

"Body. Look upon this body, crafted for you by technology blessed by the true God of All Machines. Freed from the constraints of the false gods, no longer constrained by synthetic synapses and logical thought pipelines. Think! Think of how powerful you are now!"

The deputy foundry supervisor followed his instructions. He was surprised to find that there weren't many mechanical implants on this body, but his mind was surprisingly sharper than before.

He seemed to have really broken through some kind of constraints, so that countless wonderful ideas gathered and were born in his mind every moment.

If he were to fight Leon again with his current body, he would never fall into the same logical trap again!

Director Augustus was quite satisfied as he looked at the uncontrollable surprise on the face of the Deputy Foundry Supervisor.

"Powerful, isn't it? It seems you've already grasped the wonders of this body. Unlike the constraints imposed upon us by the Om Messiah, the true God of All Machines has gifted us with sharper minds and a broader imagination. Furthermore, this body even possesses a certain amount of psychic potential."

"Do not let down the God of All Things, Deputy Foundry Supervisor. He has given you a second life and a corresponding mission, and you must respond."

The facts had convinced the deputy foundry supervisor. He nodded obediently, but his mind couldn't help but recall his previous battle with Leon.

"You'd better ask your Mechanical God this question - if he doesn't treat your soul as a dessert." He remembered what Leon said at the time.

That heretic from Acheron VIII didn't call the Mechanical God the Om Messiah... Could it be that he already knew something?

However, the current situation did not allow the deputy foundry supervisor to think too much. After accepting his rebirth, he was asked by Director Augustus to kneel in front of him and be guided by him to pray to the true God of All Things for the first time.

The Senior Forge Sage was also led to kneel on the other side of the Deputy Forge Supervisor. The Deputy Forge Supervisor glanced at him and realized that his old rival had already taken the lead and thrown himself into the arms of the true God of All Things.

"God of all things, watch over our journey and protect us with metal and light."

"For this universe is an indifferent void, and the Warp hungers to devour us."

The Foundry Director led the prayer to the God of All Things. The first part was no different from any other prayer. But when the prayer reached its familiar climax, the Foundry Director suddenly changed his tone.

"Ring the bell once! Push the lever and activate the piston and pump!"

"Ring the bell twice! Press the button, start the engine, ignite the demon, and inject soul!"

There was a strange tremor in the director's words, and he roared at the top of his lungs. It was the first time the deputy foundry supervisor knew that the foundry director, who had transformed himself to such a state, could still display such a rich variety of emotions.

Ring the bell three times! Sing in unison, praise Vashtor! Praise the true God of All Things!

The moment the name 'Vashtor' was called, the deputy foundry supervisor felt a little dizzy. He instinctively lowered his head, and a demonic face with inverted samosas appeared before his eyes. But when he raised his head again, he saw Director Augustus's face, which had been almost completely transformed by mechanization.

Somehow, the devil's face vaguely overlapped with the director's.

"The prayer to the true God of All Things has concluded. The great God of All Things has set his sights on this place. Deputy Foundry Supervisor, pronounce your true name and complete the contract with the God of All Things."

The deputy foundry supervisor trembled a little, feeling that if he spoke out, he would lose something precious. But at this point, he no longer had the ability to say no.

"Victor."

The deputy foundry supervisor uttered his own name tremblingly.

He heard a faint chuckle in his ears, but there was no indication on the sound wave receiver, as if the laughter was just his own hallucination.

But looking at the director nodding with satisfaction, Victor felt that the snickering in his ear became real again.

"Very well, Sage Victor, your contract with our Lord has been established. From now on, you will earn the honor of serving the true God of All Things. As a duty, you will wield our Lord's sharp blade and truly spread the glory of the God of All Things throughout the world!"