Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"Prepare for the deal. Send our apology, then bring back my brother. Then, have him stay put and reflect on his actions. I'll arrange for a warship to take him back to Mars," Nur ordered. She had no intention of meeting her brother. How to teach him a lesson or punish him was a matter for her teacher. Her mission was to complete the deal. Getting him back was only the first step; contacting him was the second, and exploring the ruins together was the third. She had no time to reminisce with her brother. And if nothing unexpected happened, after this incident, her brother, who had lost an entire exploration fleet in vain, would probably be banished to the cold palace. The thought of this made Nur shudder slightly.

While Nur was a resplendent figure, commanding a powerful exploratory fleet, with a single word determining the fate of a planet, she was a most honored guest within the Legion, representing the dignity and respectability of the Martian Mechanicum. However, the galaxy was never short of ruthless individuals, and even within the Imperium, there were those who dared to attack the Mechanicum. Even scratching the surface would shock anyone at the Empire's losses in this massive expedition, the vast, untold, and unexplained loss of fleets. Amidst the inky darkness of the starry sky, sometimes luck and vision truly matter more than strength!

The other party was quite forthright. After examining the apology, Great Sage Tashin decisively returned Nur's brother. As a gesture of sincerity, he invited Nur to meet on the planet's surface. At this point, neither side had any reason to allow the other to come aboard their warships, so the best solution was to meet together on the rocky planet. Of course, no one would go in person; the whereabouts of Tashin's true form was a galactic mystery. And Nur would undoubtedly send a clone. Thus, through the data link, Nur saw for the first time the galactic-renowned Great Sage Huangquan No. 8.

"Greetings to you, His Excellency Tasin, distinguished disciple of the God of All Things, devoted practitioner of the Great Traveler, collector of galactic travel and knowledge, destroyer of countless alien forms, and the profoundly learned Grand Sage of Domination." Facing Tasin, Nur decisively saluted. This wasn't out of apology, but because the Grand Sage Tasin was truly remarkable.

In terms of age and experience, he was even older than Hake, rumored to be over 700 years old. And in terms of technology, anyone fortunate enough to board his flagship would be captivated by the technological creations aboard. The complex, unknown, yet highly efficient technology was mesmerizing. Many Mechanicus sages, upon meeting this sage, were captivated by his talent and salary (crossed out), willing to serve him. Even his teacher, upon learning of the great sage's deeds, expressed admiration for him.

"Welcome, disciple of the great Martian Casting General. Although we had some misunderstandings before, I believe that there is still broad prospect for cooperation between us in the future. May the glory of the God of All Machines guide us forward, and may the traveler bless you." The great sage Tasin replied.

Afterwards, their attendants dispersed around them, on guard against the unlikely danger, while the two great sages communicated via information transmission. They generally shared information needed for the upcoming exploration journey, chatting casually. The technological artifacts implanted in their brains fully supported the multi-threaded operation of different programs.

"Actually, if possible, I hope it is General Hake instead of you who can participate in this exploration." After communicating for a while, Tasin suddenly said something that made Nur very unhappy.

"As the most honorable person in the Martian forging world, the teacher has a lot of things to deal with. Just leave this matter to us. I believe that with your and my abilities, it is not difficult to recover the remains of a forging world and reinstate it into the glory of the God of All Machines." Nur said.

"Then you can take a look at these." Tashin seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then, along with the data transmission, a large number of videos were transmitted. The content shocked Noor. In these videos, those mysterious and noble machines underwent unimaginable distortion. Like genetically mutated creatures, they rapidly grew various limbs wrapped in muscle and fascia. The existence of flesh and machine twisted in an illogical way made Noor feel nauseous.

"Were they infected? Some virus or some corrupted genetic technology transformed them from perfect machines blessed by the God of All Machines into a mass of unsightly tumors and deformities. Their machine souls were also contaminated. I can even feel the pain of their souls being torn apart and devoured." Nur's face, largely replaced by machinery, showed anger and resentment. Nur didn't know the cause of all this, but it didn't stop her from being furious and shocked.

"They were infected. Their noble machine spirits were tainted and corrupted. Certain beings used irrational means and the power of the warp to forcibly distort these machines." Tasin sighed.

Chapter 269 Malice in the Subspace

"Are you talking about psychic power?" asked Sota Nur.

"Psionic energy? No, it's not just psionic energy. Psionic energy is just a kind of energy, a kind of energy that exists in the turbulence of the subspace and can be called upon by certain gifted people. I'm talking about another kind of existence, a chaotic existence that wants to devour the real universe at all times and spread chaos and despair to the entire galaxy." said Tasin.

"Void Whale? Or some special subspace creature?" Nur continued to ask.

"They are beings in the warp, a trampling on rationality and the rules of reality, something that can contaminate almost any existence. It could be a thought, a ball of energy, or an entity, a terrifying existence hidden deep in the warp. It's indescribable, difficult to describe. Everything in the real universe is threatened by him, an eternal threat." Tasin said in a low voice, which seemed to hide endless sorrow and unwillingness.

"May Om Messiah bless us, and the God of All Machines protect us," Nur casually replied. She was really just being polite. After all, Nur had never seen a demon, let alone the Four Gods of the Warp. She had no idea how terrifying those beings in the Warp truly were.

"The God of All Things will protect us, so I believe in the Traveler, the mortal aspect of the God of All Things." Then Tasin turned to look at Nur, his eyes filled with sincerity and expectation. "So, Great Sage Nur, do you also believe in the Traveler?"

Honestly, Trazyn truly believed in the Traveler at this point, for a simple reason: the Traveler could grant him the soul he'd longed for! While the conditions were harsh, it was Trazyn's only hope for tens of millions of years. Furthermore, it wasn't some kind of indenture; they were all fairly equal. If Trazyn didn't want the soul anymore, he could just discard it. Plus, the Emperor had agreed to let Trazyn enjoy an "immersive game." So, Trazyn was genuinely enthusiastic about "missionary work." After all, there were benefits, and the Traveler was a true god! Although Trazyn had slain gods before, it was precisely because of his experience with C'tan that he knew just how powerful these so-called true gods truly were! After all, the Necrontyr had also been lucky enough to get away with it. Furthermore, this was no longer the Necrontyr era. As the saying goes, a man of insight is a hero, and Trazyn was just that!

"Uh... I serve the God of All Things, a whole." Nur said carefully. Honestly, the Traveler's followers are relatively gentle and won't force you to believe. According to these believers, the Traveler represents the tolerant side of the God of All Things. He will praise his followers and show kindness to those who believe in other aspects of the God of All Things, and will only inflict anger on the God of All Things' enemies. In short, it embodies the saying: Believe it or not. So Nur hinted that she doesn't believe in the Traveler now, but believes in the God of All Things as a whole. As for whether she actually believes in it or not, no one knows.

"Ehmmmm, actually, it's better to have some faith." Trazyn continued to preach tirelessly. He took out a pendant, on which hung the holy emblem of the traveler: a sailboat cutting through the waves. It emitted a faint blue light, containing a special power unknown to Noor.

"Let's discuss how to get to Sartel 3 and what to do next." Nur said with a little embarrassment.

"Well, may Om Messiah bless you and may the wisdom of the travelers guide you." Tasin said helplessly.

Afterwards, Tasin no longer mentioned missionary work, but instead discussed seriously the matter of the Forge World Ruins on the planet Satir 3. After seeing more content, Nur fell into deep thought.

"We'll depart in three standard Terran days." After exchanging information, Tasin and Noor returned to their flagship. Once aboard, Noor's mind remained restless. After a moment's contemplation, she opened a top-secret video. In it, a group of Mechanicus cultists, clearly tainted by some power, appeared to be performing a ritual. They summoned a malevolent soul from a gaping Warp portal and bound it to machinery. Through the cracks in the portal, Noor vaguely discerned a towering figure, wings outstretched, a scepter in hand. Even through the video, Noor felt a deep-seated fear. It was a shock from a higher being.

"Damn it! How could this happen? How could such a being appear in the Warp?" Nur struggled to recall the existence in the video. In the Warp, there actually existed a Forge World-like entity. Countless twisted machines and wailing souls were sent to special workshops, then shaped into terrifying machines. Above all the factories, a gigantic figure hovered, overlooking the boundless world. He was the master of this world, the ruler of this Forge World. Everything was controlled by Him and served Him.

"I always thought that the beings in the warp were all beasts, but I didn't expect there would be such creatures." Noor was shocked by what she saw. However, what she couldn't imagine was that the video that Tasin sent her didn't actually contain that part... Some mysterious being had corrupted Noor through some special means.

"The machines and foundries in the warp, could it be that there are also believers of the great Mechanic in the warp? Could it be that the ultimate path of the God of Machines is to combine the machinery and technology of the real universe with the souls in the warp? Is this the true meaning of the God of Machines?" Nur muttered to himself.

"No, that's not true! The God of All Things is merely an illusion," Nur gritted her teeth. "My teacher said that technology is precise and describable, while anything that cannot be described or precisely measured is illusory, a lie! Truth and technology abhor illusions!" Nur didn't believe in the God of All Things, as her knowledge was sufficient to explain many things that seemed miraculous to outsiders.

But now it was different. When she saw the vast dark forge in the Warp, when she saw the shadow hovering above it like a god, her thoughts wavered, and she even felt like bowing down in worship. And Nur's reaction was faithfully relayed to Trazyn by some Necrontyr technological artifact.

"Hey, this guy has been infected." In a higher dimension, Trazyn used technology that was difficult for the Necrontyr to understand to observe everything on Noor and her Ark. And in a corner of Noor's ship's cargo hold, Trazyn discovered something that exuded the stench of the Warp. These filthy products from the depths of the Soul Sea were quietly corroding the battleship. The reason why Noor caught a glimpse of a certain guy was not because of the content in the video Trazyn gave him. Trazyn would not spread pollution. Instead, it was because Noor had been unknowingly affected by a certain taboo product.

"This girl is lucky. It's better for her to convert to the Traveler and the Emperor than to be bewitched by that Warp demon," Trazyn said with interest. "Little girl, in this galaxy, you always have to make a choice, even if you're forced to make one."

"Let's make a call. It seems Vashtor has put a lot of effort into this planet. I can't expose myself. I haven't had enough fun yet!" Trazyn decided to leave the affairs of the gods to the gods, leaving it to the Emperor or the Traveler to wipe this place out when necessary. Trazyn could have done that, after all, he had a world engine, but as he said, he hadn't had enough fun yet! This vest couldn't be dropped.

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A day later, two Mechanicus exploration fleets successfully reached their target planet. Although allies at this point, they deployed their fleets separately, emphasizing the importance of caution. If one fleet encountered difficulties, the other could still provide assistance. Sage Tashin and Nur commanded the flagship, while scores of Mechanicus Skitarii, Titans, and Angels of the Mechanicus (Bear and Dragon gunships) were deployed to the planet, preparing to reclaim the Forge World.

As massive drop pods descended one after another, followers of the God of All Machines walked the land. Skitarii Legions surrounded Titans and advanced toward the distant ruins. A ground-based formation of Dunewalkers and heavily armored thralls, along with hovering drones, Archaeopteryx aircraft, and Bear gunships, formed an invincible attack formation. The out-of-control servitors and indescribable twisted constructs of flesh and machine that roamed the wilderness were reduced to ash by plasma, laser, and phosphorus fire weapons. The air resounded with dense binary communications and information transmissions. The Mechanicus's operations, like their forging, were meticulous and precisely calculated. Everything seemed to be calculated.

"It's going smoothly, everything is as planned, Great Sage Tasin, there won't be any setbacks in our mission this time." While the fierce battle was going on on the ground, Nur still did not forget to communicate with Tasin.

"Sage Nur, I feel a terrifying tide of warp energy deep in the ruins, and I feel that there is something wrong with the buildings in the distance. They seem to have life and are slowly waking up." Trazyn reminded. The technology of the Necrontyr and the blessing from the traveler allowed Trazyn to understand to a certain extent the layout of Vashtol on this planet. Deep in the core of this planet, the gate to the warp has been opened. This place can even be seen as an extension of Vashtol's dark domain in the physical universe. The demons who are bound to Vashtol because of the contract are ready. Some of them are still in demon form, while others have already merged with the machines.

And on the surface of this planet, hidden among the ruins and wreckage are living dark foundries. They themselves have been infected by demons or warp energy. It is not an exaggeration for Trazyn to say that these are living creatures. It even underestimates everything, because not only these ruins and corrupted machines, but the entire planet has been contaminated by the power of the warp, but it only looks normal now.

"We have ways to deal with irrational things, so you don't have to worry," said Noor.

"Well, I'm not worried." Trazyn said no more. He really didn't need to worry. Even without the Traveler and the Emperor, the Void Stand that Trazyn installed on the flagship was enough to solve the problem as long as Vashtor did not leave.

As the two chatted, the Mechanicus forces on the ground continued their advance. Serfs and battle robots marched in measured steps through the wilderness and ruins, destroying anything that stood in their way. Following closely behind, the priests sought to extract useful data and technology. The legions of the God of Machines strode forward. And in a higher dimension, a demigod watched all. Vashtor observed the battle at the edge of his domain with apathy, carefully calculating the gains and losses.

"Opportunities are dwindling," Vashtor lamented. During the rise of humanity, even the four Chaos Gods retreated from the spotlight, let alone a demigod like him. For countless ages, this powerful being, born from the turbulent consciousness and energy of the Warp, closely tied to knowledge and forging, had painstakingly pursued the path of transcendence. Though some flattered him, calling him a lesser god, he knew that, let alone the truly terrifying beings of the Warp, he was now at most a demigod, unable to grasp his own concepts or attain transcendental power.

Over the countless years, Vashtor was not unaware of his breaking point. If he desired supreme authority in his domain, the best way was to reach the depths of the Webway and unlock the treasures left behind by the Ancients. These treasures, left behind by primordial intelligent beings, were so dazzling that even a tiny sliver could support an entire galaxy's overlord. However, this was easier said than done. When the Eldar Empire dominated the galaxy for tens of millions of years, if the three Chaos Gods remained silent, Vashtor remained aloof.

Later, as the Eldar gradually fell, Vashtor was finally able to show his power, appearing during the Iron Rebellion. However, unexpectedly, after the fall of the Eldar Empire, a powerful human emerged, a new galactic overlord was born. This being, or several beings, attempted to reorder the galaxy, not just the real universe, but also the Warp!

The three artifacts coveted by Vashtol, Ouroboros, Plague Heart, and Tuchucha, have been taken away by a being that shines with golden light, making it impossible for Vashtol to look directly at it. Without this "Webway Boring Machine", Vashtol can hardly take the treasures of the Ancients from the depths of the Webway.

The thorns he had planted among humanity were gradually being removed. He tried to identify the person behind the scenes and predict their actions, but was constantly interrupted by the terrifying divine power. Originally, Vashtor had hoped to rely on the concept of the God of All Machines to win over some followers among humans. But this plan was being thwarted. Now, a massive Mechanicus fleet had arrived at the extension of his domain in reality. This was something he could not tolerate!

Chapter 270: Let’s Explode

What now terrified Vashtor even more was the knowledge that behind the Mechanicus's newly emerged Traveler Cult lay a hidden power! Such was its power that every attempt to calculate or predict its power failed, even backfired. Clearly, the other side was a being far more powerful than himself, seeking to carve up humanity's very concept of the God of All Machines. If this hidden being gained control of this concept, the consequences would be truly terrifying. After all, humanity was the chosen race of the galaxy. If it succeeded, Vashtor would no longer be able to control this concept.

Faced with this crisis, Vashtor even considered striking a bargain with the Chaos God, but after careful consideration, he refused. This being, attempting to divide the concept of the God of All Things, was undoubtedly connected to the Emperor. And the Emperor was the undisputed supreme being in the physical universe. He also worried that seeking out other Chaos Gods would incur an unimaginable cost. After all, Vashtor was well-versed in the virtues of the Four Chaos Gods. And as a demigod with such a long history, Vashtor possessed a wealth of patience.

As for finding the Randan Overlord? Vashtor had tried, but the moment he came into contact with the Randan Overlord, he felt endless chaos and quarrels. Within the Randan Overlord's shadow, countless beings that had been devoured and assimilated quarreled and tore at each other. The Randan Alien at this time was indeed very powerful, but at the same time, it was also on the brink of chaos and destruction!

"A loser," Vashtor said. Of course, these supreme level battles were still a long way off. The demigod's biggest wish now was to quickly dispatch these little bugs and harvest a few souls. His soul furnace was already thirsting for energy.

"Haha, are you so careless? You are on the flagship and have no defense against my things." Vashtor looked at Nur's flagship. He saw that one of his creations was being quietly placed in the warehouse.

"I want everything on the planet, and I want the fleet in space too! These ships are very good. If they can be converted into enchanted warships, they will be in great demand." A cruel smile appeared on Vashtor's lips.

Then the demigod of the Warp waved the scepter in his hand, and a powerful force began to flow from the Warp into the real universe. In an instant, the originally smooth communication in the Mechanicus became chaotic, and pieces of garbage code that came from nowhere filled the data network, like whispers from the abyss, bewitching the believers of the God of Machines.

"Keep going, Data Monks, clean up these junk codes," Nur ordered. Under his command, groups of mechanical legions entered the ruins, where they finally witnessed the malevolence of the warp!

"This... God of Machines..." A mechanical priest looked at the forge in front of him, which was made of flesh, blood and steel. It was constantly devouring various machines and ores, and at the same time, it produced twisted machines at the other end. It exuded a corrupt and dangerous aura. This stimulation caused the core processor of the mechanical priest to malfunction, and the machine soul let out a heart-pounding roar, but then his will was twisted, and he suddenly felt that these creations were so perfect and so efficient.

"This is the truth of the God of All Machines. The God of All Machines is great and omniscient. He should be the combination of all knowledge and matter in the world, organic and inorganic machinery, the real universe and the sea of ​​souls. Only when they are combined together can the true meaning of the God of All Machines be expressed and interpreted." The mechanical priest knelt under the huge furnace.

"Praise the God of All Machines! I have seen your true meaning!" The already polluted Mechanicus screamed. At the same time, countless streams of blasphemous information and electronic demons flowed through the data network into the entire legion. This kind of information pollution was particularly deadly to the Mechanicus!

In an instant, countless combat robots stopped, they roared, made incomprehensible howls, looked at their former colleagues with red eyes, and then dense ammunition fell on their former allies, while the mechanical priests shouted blasphemous names, and waves of subspace power escaped from their bodies, and some priests even became deformed!

In the distance, something even more terrifying occurred. A roar echoed from the ruins. The blasphemous furnaces seemed to awaken. They moved like living creatures, their massive, twisted bodies moving across the surface of the planet, devouring everything they encountered! Whether it was machinery, flesh, or soul, they took it all!

"Sir, we've lost contact with 71% of the landing force, and at least 24% of the God of All Machines' forces have been distorted. We have no way to deal with this corrupted data!" a data monk reported to Nur in panic. Meanwhile, not only on the planet, but also in the fleet in the sky, abnormalities were occurring. Profane whispers echoed within the warships, making people drowsy and wanting to seek refuge in the arms of a certain being. Even Nur could hear a chilling voice echoing in his mind!

"Sever contact with the ground landing force. Activate the Sentinel system and monitor all affected personnel and machinery! Initiate decontamination procedures! Prepare to reformat the contaminated systems!" Nur ordered. "Also, call Sage Tashin for assistance. Tell him we need his help! Please!" However, the still relatively "innocent" Mechanicus had never seen such a scene before. Their usual electronic warfare equipment was clearly ineffective against the cryptic electronic demons of the Warp. As time passed, the situation worsened, and even Nur's flagship began to grow flesh and blood, spreading like a plague throughout the warship.

At this time, the Tasin fleet in the distance was very calm. In Nur's vision, a light blue light curtain enveloped the entire fleet, and the chaos and changes stayed away from this colleague of Huangquan No. 8. On the ground, Tasin's legion did not seem to be affected by these invisible enemies. Tasin could even calmly gather his troops and then teleport them back to the fleet.

"Sage Tasin, for the sake of the God of All Machines and the mutual assistance of the brother forge worlds, please be sure to save me and my fleet. The Mars Forge World will remember your kindness! I swear in the name of the God of All Machines!" Nur commanded his guards to block the swarming enemies while calling for help.

Meanwhile, chaos had erupted within Null's fleet. A warship suddenly sprouted countless tentacles and was enveloped in foul Warp energy. It suddenly transformed into a monstrous beast, devouring all the personnel and machinery within. Then, with its fangs bared, it charged at the nearby warship. The other warships attempted to stop it, but their intensive hail of bullets fell in vain. The creature leaped directly from the void, appearing next to a warship in an instant. It then grabbed the Martian warship with its proliferating tentacles and limbs, then, with its massive maw growing from the hull, bit down fiercely on the warship and easily tore off a large chunk.

"May the Traveler bless us and slay the demons!" Finally, Trazyn responded, and the Abyssal VIII fleet turned its guns on the polluted planet and the Martian fleet. Accompanied by the Mechanicus choir's relentless prayers, the fleet's faith in the Traveler was channeled into the void. The Traveler then bestowed his blessing. A vast force of faith, mingled with divine might, was infused into Trazyn's fleet. Every warship was enveloped in a blue glow, and the shells and beams fired were also imbued with faith and divine power, wreaking havoc on the demonic warships!

"Traveler, you are an explorer, a forger, a warrior. You are the progenitor of human civilization, a legend spanning ancient and modern times. You are the forefather of travel and forging..." Accompanied by relentless prayers, vast circles of energy spread across the void. Countless contaminated machinery and personnel were instantly purified upon contact with the blue light. Even the malignant swelling on the massive warships was cleared away. Under the assault of Trazyn's fleet, everything seemed to be returning to normal.

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"This is my domain! Nameless God!" Deep in the Warp, Vashtor had already observed everything in the distance. He was certain that a being higher than himself was dragging his prey from its net. He could also sense how far away he was from this unknown being. So, he wanted to take another gamble; at least he couldn't lose on his own doorstep! Vashtor also had to save face!

Of course, face is face, and substance is substance. After all, Vashtor still lacks enough courage to let his clone go to the real universe to turn the tide of the battle.

"It seems that this guy has no intention of coming out." In a higher dimension, the Emperor and the Traveler said with a little regret. If the opponent came out, the Emperor and the Traveler would not hesitate to teach him a lesson that would be remembered forever, but looking at the current situation, Vashtor seemed to have acquiesced to losing this face.

"When the rebellion breaks out, how does this guy plan to deal with it?" The Emperor was also very concerned about this Chaos Demigod.

"He will provide equipment to the evil gods, but he probably won't get deeply involved in this dispute." The traveler thought for a moment and said.

"Why?" asked the Emperor.

"The reason is very simple, because the current situation is the best situation that Vashtor can strive for. He is independent of the Four Gods and obtains a neutral status by providing equipment rather than combat power. And when you and I become gods, Vashtor's best choice will still be neutrality. After all, we can't destroy the Chaos God, but it is not a big problem to kill him at some cost." said the traveler.

"The Chaos Gods will not sit idly by and watch Him be slaughtered by us," said the Emperor.

"The Chaos God will help him, but this help will definitely come at a price. He may even need to swear allegiance. So, for Vashtor, once we decide to take action against him, he has already lost because he has lost his neutral position. So he won't go too far. Of course, there is a prerequisite, that is, you can successfully become a god." The Traveler said to the Emperor.

"You make sense." The emperor nodded.

"Since Vashtor is not going to come out, let Trazyn act quickly and clean up this place," the traveler said. And a few minutes later, Trazyn finally took action!

"A planet corrupted by demonic forces and a rift in space and time. Easy enough to deal with," Trazyn said, gazing at the planet from his flagship. He had already formulated a plan. Without direct intervention from the enemy, the Traveler-blessed cyclonic and bipolar torpedoes were more than enough to destroy the planet. As for closing the Warp rift, that wasn't a problem either. Trazyn carried a miniaturized Blackstone Spire on his flagship. The Blackstone Spire formation on Cadia, if left undisturbed, could even close the Eye of Terror. While this one he brought over wasn't nearly as good, it wouldn't be a problem at all.

"By the way, Nur can't die either. He is a very useful chess piece." said Tarasim.

Half an hour later, Trazyn's fleet unleashed over a dozen forbidden weapons at the distant demon planet. As these planet-destroying weapons emanated from the warships, the planet, like prey under a hunting rifle, let out a soul-shattering scream, instantly driving countless servitors and priests mad. Countless tentacles and limbs suddenly erupted from the planet, unleashing a powerful firepower into the universe. However, the Traveler's high-dimensional power disrupted all of this, reducing it to a cloud of fireworks. When one god falls, only if another also falls will there be a chance.

Ultimately, these dozen forbidden weapons successfully penetrated the demon planet's core, completely blasting the portal within and the entire planet to smithereens. All existence infected by Vashtor's power was reduced to ash by the terrifying energy and divine power of the travelers. From the physical to the conceptual level, both physical and conceptual aspects were completely obliterated.

Without a constant supply of energy, the remaining demons within Null's fleet would be much easier to deal with. Trazyn offered Null some assistance, but he didn't intend to take care of everything. He now needed to continue addressing the Warp rift. Once that was done, the physical universe in this area would return to peace.

"Ah..." Vashtol sighed as he watched the demon planet being completely destroyed. "Gods and Necrontyr." From their tactics, Vashtol had already guessed the nature of his opponent. It was clear that no matter who they were, they were no match for him. True gods were higher in rank than him. And Necrontyr had slain gods before! As a rational and lawful demigod of the Warp, Vashtol had figured out how to survive in this turbulent universe.

"The Eldar God Court has become a thing of the past, and the future will be the era of the Human God Court." Vashtor sighed. He vaguely felt that there might be more than one emperor among humans.

Chapter 271 Trazyn is working hard to preach

"Thank you, respected Great Sage Tasin, thank you for your helping hand and for being willing to provide shelter for me and my men. My teacher, General Hake, of the Martian Mechanicum Headquarters will be grateful for your help. We will pay you sufficient compensation for this assistance. If you need our help in the future, my fleet and I will come as promised across the galaxy." After Great Sage Nur boarded Tasin's flagship and met this mysterious and skilled great sage, Nur bowed and saluted. Even though most of her body had been converted into a machine, Tasin could still feel her fear, panic and sincerity.

With the destruction of the demon planet, the outcome was settled, and the demonic power began to wane. Though Null's flagship suffered heavy losses, it was saved. However, suffering from PTSD from the demonic attacks, Null insisted on taking up temporary residence aboard Trazyn's flagship, declaring she would not return until her own flagship was cleaned up. Trazyn agreed to the woman's request, offering to send personnel to assist in the cleanup. After a brief hesitation, Null agreed, even acquiescing to Trazyn's manipulation of the cleanup. After all, while the loss of certain items and technology pained her, her life was clearly the most important. So, Null, accompanied by her closest subordinates, underwent monitoring and decontamination, and took up temporary residence aboard Trazyn's flagship.

"It was the power bestowed by the great Traveler that saved you. I am merely an agent." Trazyn turned around and spoke with a tone of devotion. If the relationship between Trazyn and the Traveler had previously been one of cooperation, Trazyn now held the Traveler in high esteem. After all, ascending to godhood with a mortal body was extremely rare in the galaxy. And now, the Traveler had what he wanted, and they shared a common enemy. Their relationship remained one of equality and cooperation, so if necessary, Trazyn was willing to cooperate with the Traveler to complete this scene.

"Come, pray to the God of All Things and express your gratitude to the true savior." Taraxin made way for half a body position and stretched out his hand, pointing to the position in front of the traveler statue.

"This..." Noor hesitated. She looked at Tarasim, whose eyes were filled with seriousness and determination. It was obvious that if she refused, their relationship would basically be over.

"Thanks for the blessing of the great traveler, I will offer you a perfect mass." Nur finally came to the statue, expressed her gratitude to the traveler, and made her promise.

"Child, come here, let's have a good talk." Taraxin said in a soothing tone.

"Respected Lord Tashin, can you tell me what we encountered today? Are they really beings in the subspace? My monitoring system saw that at the other end of the space-time rift..." Nur said with lingering fear.

"I already know what you saw," Trazyn sighed. "What do you think the Warp holds? A void? Endless energy turbulence? The occasional monster? These are merely the surface. The Warp is a sea of ​​souls, a mirror of the present in the spiritual realm. Our actions are reflected in the Warp, our thoughts interfere with this unknown region. Our emotions and souls are watched by the indescribable beings within, constantly seeking to devour our souls and spread the influence of the Warp into the physical universe. They are slayers, soul hunters, and enemies of all things in the galaxy. This is why we need faith, why we need the Emperor."

"My lord, forgive my stupidity, I don't understand what you mean." Nur recalled the forbidden knowledge deep in her memory, those fragments that existed in the dark ages, and the darkness behind them, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"Haha, okay, these topics are too far away from you, and too heavy. You can't get involved in them easily." Trazyn could feel Nur's efforts to cover up. This sage of the Mechanicum was still so immature in front of Trazyn, both in technology and sophistication.

"Sir Tashin, I am already a High Sage of the Martian Mechanicum, and my teacher is even the highest in the hierarchy. My knowledge and energy are more than enough to meet any challenge." Perhaps because of Noor's pride, or perhaps because Trashin's last words had offended her, the Martian Archsage spoke sternly. But Tashin didn't answer. The Necrontyr, disguised as a Mechanicus Archsage, simply gazed out the window, at the flagship being cleaned up. This action instantly stifled Noor. After all, without a helping hand, he was doomed!

"You believe in the Traveler, and He has indeed helped you resolve these problems this time. Can you describe what the Traveler is like? Is He related to the Lord of All Machines and the Emperor?" Nur spoke again. The Mechanicus revered and explored technology, and often, they themselves adhered to pragmatism. Since believing in the Traveler could save them from many troubles, regardless of belief, at least understanding was necessary. Furthermore, as a disciple of Hake, Nur also had a lot of resentment towards the Emperor. She wanted to understand the relationship between the Traveler and the Emperor. Like a curious cat, she was fascinated by taboos.

"The Traveler and the Emperor are two sides of the same coin. The Emperor walks the mortal world, representing the power and rule of the God of All Things, while the Traveler is the other side, guiding us in secret and protecting all beings who embark on a journey of exploration. The Emperor does not shy away from the existence of the Traveler, and the Traveler also recognizes the Emperor's status. Therefore, our belief in the Traveler is our belief in the Emperor. They are the guides and protectors of human civilization, and the destiny of mankind will be realized in their hands." Trazyn was so devoted in his performance.

"I haven't seen the Traveler, but I have seen the Emperor. He is indeed powerful, but..." Nur hesitated for a moment, recalling the Emperor's arrival on Mars. His ability to restore machinery with a single wave of his hand was truly terrifying, and the legions behind him made the entire planet tremble. But this power was generally within her acceptable range. But now, if the Traveler and the Emperor were two sides of the same coin, then the ability to project his power across the vast galaxy was too terrifying, and beyond her comprehension.

Nur was a learned person, having pored over countless histories, both human and alien. Throughout these texts, the term "deity" frequently appeared. These deities were imaginary, created for a purpose. They might be powerful beings, or simply false. As for the All-Seeing God? Nur held a more realistic view, believing the All-Seeing God to be merely a symbol, a symbol that could unite and consolidate the Forge Worlds of the galaxy. Sometimes, the highest echelons of religions are the least god-believing. Religion is merely a tool, and so-called gods are merely a facade, deployed whenever necessary. In fact, many on Mars shared similar views. Regarding the Emperor's claim to be the All-Seeing God's spokesperson, Nur preferred to believe that Mars was forced to compromise, unable to resist the Emperor's demands. This compromise ultimately allowed the Emperor to seize the greater good.

But now, someone suddenly told Noor that this god was real and could even project his power on a galactic scale! What would these people under the guise of religion think? If one day, what they did went against the will of this great man, wouldn't they be on their knees?

"I understand some people's thoughts. In fact, many forging worlds were not so willing to join the Empire. I believe that there must be some people like this on Mars." Trazyn looked at Nur thoughtfully and said.

"But you cannot deny that without the Emperor, there would be no Mechanicum today." Trazyn smiled and said, "After all, without the Emperor and the Traveler's navigation family, Mars couldn't even navigate his starships safely through the stars. Am I right?"

"That's right," Noor said after a moment's contemplation. The Adeptus Mechanicus is powerful, but by no means omnipotent. Navigators and Astropaths are a hurdle the Martians cannot circumvent. The psionic slave navigators of the past were indeed far inferior to the Navigator Families provided by the Emperor. To be fair, the Martian influence is still expanding.

"We provided a large amount of supplies and equipment to the Great Expedition. We are making an exchange," said Noor.

"If you encounter such a situation again, how will you deal with it?" Trazyn said, pointing to the damaged Martian fleet in the distance.

"......" Nur fell silent again, because she really had no solution. What made her even more desperate was that she didn't even know what the enemy she was fighting was! If even she was helpless, then most of the great sages and their fleets on Mars probably didn't have a good way to deal with it.

"So, we need psykers, we need the power of faith, we need higher-level beings to protect us, we need to be wary of the existence in the warp, and we need to curb our greed and exploration of certain taboos. The Emperor may be a tyrant, but at least he is a tyrant on our side. Only after you have experienced countless sufferings and witnessed despair like me, will you realize how precious a higher-level being standing on our side is." Trazyn said earnestly.

"Often, some believe that the Emperor's existence has restricted the development of the Mechanicus, while others believe that the Mechanicus's independence has been destroyed. The Emperor used the production capacity of the Forge Worlds to build a vast empire, but He did not adequately reward the Mechanicus, restricting the Mechanicus's pursuit of technology and knowledge. I know that many within the Mechanicus share these views, but they hide them well. But I still have something to say.

During the long Dark Ages, the various Forge Worlds attempted exploration and expansion, but all efforts were thwarted by the ravages of the Warp. Our civilization and its people were slaughtered by alien xenos and perished in various disasters. What did those who opposed us do during this time? Did they either aid and abet the evil, or simply hide in some dark corner, lingering like a mole. What right did these people have to accuse the Emperor of reigniting the flames of human civilization? What right did they have?