"When did you light it?"
Zuo Si asked with a solemn expression.
He was currently standing under the mostly completed Chronosphere Beacon Tower, looking up at hundreds of thousands of New Phyrexia creations who were building complex metal structures to allow the tower to The top is a planeswalker spark that floats to the highest point.
Although this ignited spark appears to be only a very faint bright spot due to its distance, people with slightly poor eyesight may miss it.
But as a planeswalker, Zuo Si could feel the huge energy from it.
That is the result of weak links with thousands of time and space throughout the multiverse, and it is also the reason why it can maintain this consumption.
Otherwise, when a spark collides with another spark and ignites, the energy stored inside it will soon be extinguished due to exhaustion.
"Well...it's been about fourteen days. Also, this spark was ignited by Jinji Tower and has nothing to do with me."
The diary carefully stated an exact number.
“Fourteen days? You actually didn’t even bother to notify me after fourteen days!”
Zuo Si turned around suddenly and looked a little scary.
The diary quickly argued: "You can't blame me.
Because there were no problems before.
Jin Ji Tasha and I almost all the planeswalkers who were teleported over. After being captured, not even one escaped by chance.
And we collected more than fifteen planeswalker sparks for you.
The most important thing is that the research on Jinji Tasha is nearing completion, and a complete planeswalker will be produced soon.
We all know that this is the key to New Phyrexia surpassing Old Phyrexia, and it is also one of the necessary chips to win the War of the Spark.
I don’t have any reason not to support him. "
But Zuo Si unceremoniously grabbed the neck of the diary and asked: "Do you know that lighting it means exposing the location of Mutahar Floating City in time and space?
Do you know what the consequences will be if you send massive amounts of knowledge to the entire multiverse through it?
The time, space, and universe that we were originally familiar with may now have begun to completely move towards the unknown under the influence of this information!
You are weakening or even destroying the huge advantage we have.
From now on, we will have to face an unpredictable multiverse of rampage.
Even time and space will undergo some unpredictable changes.
In comparison, Asuok's appearance was nothing. ”
There is no doubt that the impact caused by the early commissioning of the hyperspace beacon tower is unprecedented.
Even aside from attracting the attention of planeswalkers across the multiverse, the mere spread of knowledge is enough to create huge waves.
Although Zuo Si has not yet checked how many worlds the spark floating above his head is connected to, and how the status of these worlds has changed as a result.
But what is certain is that even if dozens or even hundreds of people in each time and space receive part of it, the world they live in will never be peaceful, let alone unaffected by external factors. Then continue to develop according to the original script.
Whether it is the distribution of benefits brought about by technological leaps, or the powerful individual power brought by magical knowledge, as well as the potion that can cure all diseases and achieve immortality, it will 100% lead to fierce battles and even destructive events. war.
And a full fourteen days was enough to produce a diffusion effect, and even if you wanted to save it, it was too late.
I have to say that Zuo Si was a little annoyed by the private drama between Jinji Tasha and Diary.
Although he himself has always encouraged his subordinates to exert their subjective initiative and give them great autonomy, he never expected that these two guys would actually hold back such a big move.
The diary shrugged his shoulders innocently and complained in a low voice: "Things have already happened, what's the use of talking about it now? You'd better find a way to remedy it quickly. I'm really afraid of Ni But if Bolas or Wujin suddenly teleports over, we will be in big trouble."
"Shut up! Do you have the nerve to speak?"
Zuo Si glared at the diary angrily, then flew straight into the air and stopped just one step away from igniting the spark, stretched out a finger and pressed it lightly.
In an instant!
The overwhelming information and tens of millions of languages are like a tsunami frantically impacting the dam called reason.
If you were an ordinary person, your sanity would have completely collapsed and you would become a fool or simply brain dead.
Fortunately, Zuo Si had already been mentally prepared and activated his divine power and quasi-divine power to assist.
In just a few seconds, he classified and archived all the information, and confirmed several time spaces and even universes where feedback had occurred so far.
Most of them are completely unfamiliar, but a few are relatively familiar.
For example, the famous Marvel and DC universes, as well as the extremely depressing and despairing Warhammer universe, and the Cthulhu Mythos world, etc.
Since he has already mastered part of the power of time, Zuo Si can clearly see the ripples caused by the diary and Jinji Tasha throwing stones into the darkness.
At this moment, the priest in the Warhammer Universe who thought he had been blessed by the Almighty Machine God was accepting the great sages sent by the Great Sage Society at the Mars headquarters, also known as the Great Sage Society. interrogation.
Along with the Archmagos is a Battle Sister from the Ordo Hereticus.
There is no doubt that in the power structure of this huge human interstellar empire, the above two organizations are out-and-out powerful and even privileged factions.
Needless to say, the Cult of Mechanicus naturally controls all technological research and development, weapons and equipment construction and production, and can also have independent armies, administrative agencies, and colonial planets.
Rather than being a department under the empire, they are more like half of the empire.
Without them, the human empire would not have been able to survive until now surrounded by powerful enemies.
One of the heads of the double-headed eagle, the symbol of the empire, represents the Mechanicum, which shows how high their status and authority are.
However, like all very large organizations, there are many factions within the Mechanicus, and the number of factions is beyond imagination.
Differences and battles between various schools and factions are going on almost all the time, and the cruel elimination system can even drive normal people crazy.
You must know that members of the Mechanicus are not technicians in the traditional sense who can only hide behind and have no power to restrain themselves.
Not only do they have to engage in research and production, but they also have to frequently participate in wars. When necessary, there will even be mechanical priests leading a charge. The mortality rate is not much lower than that of other combat troops.
As for the Battle Sisters of the Heretic Tribunal, they represent another organization comparable to the Mechanicum - the Church of the Church.
As you can tell by its name, this organization is the largest religious organization in the human empire, and its object of worship is none other than the emperor who has the power to compete with the evil god of subspace.
Although the emperor himself claimed more than once that he was not a god and had no intention of enslaving humans.
But as the Horus Heresy caused him to sit on the Golden Throne, his contact with the outside world became less and less, and even completely became half-dead. This kind of belief and worship was like running wild. The wild horse galloped all the way and has now become one of the three most powerful institutions in the human empire.
After all, this huge empire needs a supreme symbolic symbol to unite everyone to ensure that it does not lead to division or civil war.
The emperor who ended the dark age of mankind is exactly the symbol that convinces everyone.
So this is essentially out of political needs, and he will inevitably be deified whether he wants it or not.
What's more, in this universe where individual will is suppressed to the extreme, and ordinary people will die violently if they are not careful, and even their souls cannot rest in peace, people do need religion to purify their souls and alleviate increasingly serious social conflicts.
In particular, the Heresy Tribunal under the Established Church not only has the highest level of investigative power, but can also immediately skip general judicial procedures and execute targets as long as the evidence is conclusive.
The Battle Sisters among them are the combat troops affiliated with the Tribunal of Heresy.
They are different from the stereotype of most people who wear black robes and have kind faces. They are a group of religious space warriors. They are not only equipped with power mechas, bolters and chainswords, but also believe in "praising the emperor". Emperor, the ammunition is loaded, there is always a fanatical idea between the two that can purify heretics."
You can imagine what methods these women will use to deal with so-called "heresies".
Some mentally twisted and perverted people take pleasure in torturing and killing prisoners.
Just from the appearance of the Battle Sister and the Great Sage at the same time, it can be seen that the empire's senior officials attach great importance to this matter.
As for the Zerg that almost captured the entire colonial planet, they had already been torn into pieces by the rescue fleet that arrived later. It is estimated that even the corpses have been disposed of.
Some bugs that were lucky enough to survive were even captured alive and taken away for various cruel studies.
After all, due to the huge pressure to survive, the humans in this universe are not virgins at all, and no one has enough to run an animal protection organization.
On the contrary!
The entire empire pursues human supremacy.
Even contact and cooperation with other races may lead to being labeled as treason and directly executed.
Human life here is really just a series of numbers on a statistical list.
Even the propaganda slogans of the army are "Our lives are the emperor's currency" and "Our duty is to die for the emperor", which can almost be defined as anti-human brainwashing statements of a cult.
Because if not, the demons and evil gods of the subspace, orcs, zerg, necrons and other enemies will swarm in to destroy the empire and completely drive out the entire human race.
"Moore, I think you should know what a huge mistake you have made, don't you? After all, the Iron Man Rebellion that broke out in the golden age of mankind has proven what terrible consequences it will lead to to give machines too much intelligence. "
After a few minutes of silence, the Great Sage took the lead in breaking the silence with a low electronic sound.
The golden age he mentioned refers to around the twenty-sixth millennium, when human science and technology had developed to an incredible level. Artificial intelligence and standardized production templates were applied to various fields, and could even be mass-produced with the ability to think independently. Creative, imaginative robots.
In that era, there were no flesh and blood in the human military. Everything from ordinary soldiers to space battleships were replaced by robots and artificial intelligence.
There are even rumors that the power mechas worn by the Astartes Space Marines today were just ordinary industrial protective suits back then, and that the Titans, known as the machines of gods, were just used to colonize planets. Customized multi-functional large-scale machinery, the space battleship built that year even had energy protection and a protection system to resist subspace erosion.
In short, all technology and science today are just archeology, restoration and restoration of the golden age of mankind.
This is also the background for the birth of the Mechanicum.
In many cases, they don't even understand the principles of some of the technological creations of the past, and they just copy and use them through some industrial machines.
It is precisely because there is so much that cannot be explained that religions and faith worship are born from it.
However, the golden age of mankind did not last long.
Perhaps due to the influence of the evil god of subspace, or perhaps due to some unknown reasons, anyway, the robots created by humans suddenly broke out into a large-scale rebellion.
They want to completely destroy their creator.
Almost half of the Ironmen became rebels, while the other half remained loyal to humanity.
The two sides launched a life-and-death contest in the vast universe.
In the end, the war was barely won with the help of other races.
Afterwards, humans quickly dealt with those robots that were still loyal to themselves. Since then, artificial intelligence has become a taboo.
Not to mention further research and exploration, even existing technologies have been abandoned and destroyed.
This is also the reason why the human empire has clearly become the overlord of the entire galaxy, but is so lagging behind in the field of artificial intelligence.
It’s not that the human science and technology tree is crooked, but that we have learned a very painful lesson before.
But the mechanical priest known as Moore obviously did not intend to admit guilt. He still raised his head and glared at his two electronic eyes and retorted fervently: "No! This is not a mistake, but a generous gift from the great God of Machinery. ! It is different from the iron men who launched the rebellion. It is a truly awakened machine soul." "But the power used by that giant war machine comes from subspace! "How do you explain this?" The battle nun with short silver-white hair questioned.
"It's just a simple technology, just like the force field protection added to the advanced power mecha. And the war machine I built is not targeted by the subspace evil gods or demons, is it?"
Moore responded without giving an inch.
The reason why he had the confidence to argue with the feared Sisters of Battle was rooted in the privileges granted to the Mechanicum by the Emperor.
As a priest of the Mechanicum, only the Great Sage from Mars can pronounce him guilty and punish him accordingly.
At best, the Inquisition oversees the process and records it.
The Battle Sister was obviously irritated by this guy who was unrepentant and provoked her. Her eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and one of her hands was already pressed on the chain sword of the power mecha, as if something might happen at any time. Maybe pull it out and chop this bastard into pieces for committing a heinous crime.
However, she obviously forgot that the mechanical priest in front of her has transformed more than 95% of his body into mechanical structures. Even if he is torn into pieces, as long as the container holding the brain is not damaged, he can only replace his body with another one. It's a matter of minutes.
“That war machine is not just pure technology, but also has some parts that cannot be explained by science.
For example, those mysterious symbols that can draw energy from subspace, and His core does not require the injection of any energy or fuel after activation.
These things are far beyond the level of technology we have today.
To be precise, they should belong to it. Another completely different technical route
Tell me who gave you this knowledge. "
The great sage vigorously lifted up the thing in his hand that represented his identity and status like an axe, and stabbed it hard on the ground, making a muffled sound.
The reason why he did this The appearance on this remote colonial planet is not actually because someone built a robot with powerful abilities.
Because the distribution of the Mechanicum in the vast territory of the Human Empire is similar to this insignificance. There are simply countless "little things".
As long as they don't cause major harm, they usually only need to be reprimanded by their immediate superiors and then forced to destroy their creations.
After all, everyone in the Cult of Mechanicus is equipped with a brain chip.
So the control of superiors over subordinates is absolute and cannot be violated.
Once the Great Sage issues an attack order through this chip, even if the low-level mechanical priests, servitors and other subordinates are unwilling to execute it, they will stride towards the battlefield to fight enemies that are many times or even dozens of times more powerful than themselves. Fight with all your might until your entire army is annihilated.
What really matters to the Mars headquarters is where the complete technology used on this machine, which is completely different from human technology, comes from.
You must know that every technology has a step-by-step process from birth to development.
Especially for those technologies that look very advanced, there must be a civilization strong enough to support it.
And this is what the Mechanicus and even the entire human empire are most worried about.
Moore's electronic cigarette began to flash crazily, and it took a full minute before he responded: "Of course it is the great God of Machinery! It is the omnipotent Ohm Messiah! He injected this knowledge into me In my brain. You have control over my brain chip and can completely view my memory. You should know that I did not lie about this matter."
"No! There is no omnipotent machine god at all, only a large amount of complex and incomprehensible information. I have no way of knowing where it comes from and how it is transformed into technology that you can understand in the brain.”
The Great Sage's tone was filled with strong anger.
This feeling as if he was standing in front of the treasure house door and unable to enter, gave him an extremely strong sense of frustration as he was used to being superior to most members of the Mechanicum.
After all, every great sage is equivalent to the leader of his faction and a super scholar. He has unparalleled confidence and superiority in his own intelligence. But now, even a low-level priest can master the knowledge, but I can't understand anything at all. It's strange that I feel better.
Moore obviously noticed this, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! That's because the almighty God of Machines chose me, so no one except me can accept and understand this knowledge..."
Before the mechanical priest could finish speaking, the huge robot behind him, which was fixed on the shelf like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, suddenly interrupted: "No, the reason why you can understand this knowledge has nothing to do with the omnipotent God of Machinery. , it’s just that your soul is just able to receive this frequency from other dimensions.”
The words have not yet finished!
A stream of black grease quickly emerged from the giant robot's body, swallowing up all the surrounding steel and mechanical parts at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few seconds, these metals were devoured and decomposed, and then underwent a series of complex reconstructions that cannot be described in words.
When everything ended, the originally huge robot and more than a billion tons of alloy had been condensed into a metal human being only two meters tall under the action of some unexplainable force.
This terrifying compression of matter creates a huge mass, which in turn generates gravity.
Especially the Great Sage, whose whole body had been transformed into a machine, and the battle nuns wearing power mechas, they all immediately felt a weak force field pulling on them.
"Heretic! What on earth are you?"
The Battle Sister suddenly raised her bolter and aimed it at the tech-human's head and shouted.
But less than a second later, she found in disbelief that the weapon in her hand suddenly emitted black grease from the inside, quickly decomposing the weapon and even the power mecha.
In the blink of an eye, all that was left was the tights that stuck to the skin and showed a muscular figure.
Since the Battle Sisters have not received exaggerated genetic modifications like the Astartes, coupled with long-term combat training, the overall concave and convex curves are quite good.
Before the others around him could react to what was happening, the metal human suddenly flashed in front of the disarmed battle nun in an inexplicable way, and brushed the opponent's face with a slightly frivolous movement. cheek, and finally his fingers stayed on the fragile neck, and said with a smile: "Calm down, little girl, religious fanaticism can't solve any problems. What's more, your emperor has always emphasized that he is not a god, and he doesn't like to use gods. To enslave my compatriots in the name of others.”
“Heretic! You may kill me, but you can never shake my faith and will!”
When you say this, The battle nun's eyes revealed the determination that she was ready to die.
Obviously, like many combatants in the Human Empire who have been brainwashed, she has experienced too many battles and is already ready to sacrifice her life for the emperor at any time.
In the eyes of this group of religious fanatics, this is not only a great sacrifice, but also a kind of martyrdom.
Just when everyone at the scene thought that the disarmed nun would be killed by this unknown creature and her blood spattered on the spot, the metal man suddenly released his big hand holding his neck and rewarded a puppy with He patted the battle nun's head with the same movement and then gently pushed it away.
This is obviously a signal of goodwill.
It also made the battle nuns who were originally prepared to sacrifice a little confused, and they had no idea what the other party wanted to do.
After all, after losing the power mecha, she was just a slightly stronger and more experienced human woman.
Let alone dealing with an unknown life form compressed from billions of tons of alloy, even the lowest level Zerg cannon fodder can easily kill it.
"I think we should be able to talk, what do you think?"
The metal man directly sent a signal to the Great Sage of the Mechanicum, the most powerful and status present, that he wanted to talk.
You don’t need to ask to know that he is Zuo Si who came to consciousness through the super-dimensional beacon tower, and those black oils are the new shining oils that have gone through countless rounds of evolution and transformation.
Because there are too many forces in this universe whose threat level is difficult to determine, such as the evil god who rules the subspace and the emperor of the human empire who is suspected to be shaped by powerful beliefs. There are also forces that feed on stars, planets and even souls and can be controlled. The Star Gods who follow the rules of the real universe, the Necrons who defeated the Star Gods, and the Ancient Saints who fought the first interstellar war with them...
Oh, I almost forgot about the powerful forces from other galaxies. Invaders - Tyranids.
In short, Zuo Si did not intend to intervene rashly until he understood the situation.
On the one hand, his main army is still stationed in the universe where Azeroth is located to confront the Burning Legion. It is uncertain when a second round of all-out war will suddenly break out;
In addition, On the one hand, one of the strongest trump cards he has, "Tong Zhao", is still cooling down.
So Zuo Si planned to try to contact the Human Empire first to see if some deals or cooperation could be reached first.
The great sage of the Mechanicus was obviously hesitant. It took several minutes before he raised his head and responded: "I agree with your proposal, but before that we need to know who you are."
“You can call me Soth, a traveler who travels through different universes.
All the knowledge in the mind of the mechanical priest was sent to a large area by me through some kind of device. It is used to confirm the spatial locations of different universes.
If nothing else, based on your current population base and the sphere of influence you control, at least several thousand people should have received it.
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Of course, other intelligent creatures living in this universe should have received it to some extent.
So you can consider me a generous knowledge sharer. "
Zuo Si selectively told part of the truth with a smile.
"What? Are you saying that other non-human races have also acquired this knowledge? ”
The great sage’s tone instantly became tense.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. Because the transmission of this signal is indiscriminate. As long as the corresponding conditions are met, fragments of knowledge can be obtained from it."
"Wait! You said knowledge? A fragment instead of the whole thing?"
The great sage suddenly raised his head, his two electronic eyes flashing continuously to show the violent emotional fluctuations in the master's heart.
"Yes. The knowledge and metals he acquired are less than one ten thousandth of the total. Because the storage capacity of the human brain is limited, once it is exceeded, it will instantly lead to brain death or become a fool. "
Zuo Si quietly threw out the first bait, which was knowledge and technology.
This is undoubtedly very attractive to the Mechanicus and even the entire human empire.
As he expected, the Great Sage immediately became very interested in this and asked in an impatient tone: "Then how can we get them all?"
"All? Haha, don't you think your appetite is a little too big? Even the mechanical priest couldn't understand the technology used to build intelligent robots. Do you think you can understand it even if I give this knowledge to you? How much do you understand? I suggest you start studying these black oils."
After that, Zuo Si raised his hand and grabbed the flowing oil and put it into a container and handed it over.
"Shining oil?"
The Great Sage subconsciously caught it and quickly used various electronic and mechanical parts on his body to detect it, and instantly discovered the anomaly.
He tried to pick up a piece of scrap metal on the ground and put it in.
After a while, this piece of scrap metal was completely decomposed, and then reorganized into a sophisticated and complex mechanical structure, crawling around at an extremely fast speed.
There is no doubt that this completely subverted everyone’s understanding of mechanical manufacturing.
The battle nun, who only had her tights on, showed an expression of fear and vigilance.
Probably in her eyes, this is simply a huge threat to the entire human empire.
Once infected and corroded by the Shimmering Oil, even the most powerful fleets and Space Marines will quickly become lambs to the slaughter due to the loss of weapons and equipment.
"These oils are a nano-programmable material that is so small that it is almost impossible to observe? It's unbelievable! It... he seems to have his own consciousness!"
Daxian The reporter couldn't help but widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.
No one present knows the terrifying power and huge potential of Shuoyou better than him.
"Yes, I am the master who has the highest authority over Shuoyou. How about it, I think I have shown enough sincerity, haven't I?"
Zuo Si opened his arms to absorb all the Shuoyou sent around him. In his makeshift steel body, he simultaneously grabbed the little shimmering oil creation that kept running around.
"Then what do you want from us?"
The great sage's tone became obviously more respectful, and he continued to test carefully.
Because he knew very well that as long as the unknown existence in front of him was willing, he could set off a horrific disaster at any time, causing civilizations that relied on technology and steel to return to the primitive Stone Age overnight.
Zuo Si pursed his lips and replied meaningfully: "It's very simple. I want the thing you lack most, and that is the soul."
Soul? !
Everyone present had a strange expression when they heard this word.
Because there is only one force in this universe that is interested in souls, and that is the evil gods of subspace and their demons.
The relationship between the Human Empire and these guys can be described as unrelenting enemies.
Since the people present had no protection from mind protection magic or technology, Zuo Si easily sensed the thoughts in their minds and immediately explained: "Don't stare at me with that look. I am not the evil god of subspace. The use of souls I don’t want them to be evil and cruel. On the contrary, I will send all the souls to the country that I rule and let them start a new life there.”
While speaking, Zuo Si spoke directly through Shuoyou. A three-dimensional projection device was created to instantly display the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level of Baator Hell.
There is no doubt that although this is a place that tends to be lawful evil, with a lot of evil hidden under the glamorous appearance, it is definitely much better than this universe full of depression and despair.
At least in a cyberpunk city, ordinary people can vent their physical desires to their heart's content without worrying about being targeted by Slaanesh, or fearing that they will eventually become the slaves of Khorne because of their bloodthirsty and warlike nature, let alone Will accidentally become a link in Tzeentch's grand plan just because he likes to play tricks.
Perhaps the only thing that makes the higher-ups in the empire feel uncomfortable is that the races living here are not just humans, but also many weird aliens.
You must know that the huge territory of this cosmic human empire is not given away for free, but is achieved through iron and blood wars, massacres, conquests, and occupation and colonization.
During the expansion of the human empire, countless races were slaughtered.
For example, the canned aliens and seed killings carried out by some star war criminals are all leftover from the human empire.
There are no hawks or doves at all, there are only extreme hawks and even more extreme hawks.
The attitude towards non-human races is also quite simple and crude, that is, if the strength allows, every one encountered will be eliminated.
If the opponent has the ability to counterattack and protect itself, then maintain the fragile peace and maintain strength for the time being, and then launch an expedition to eliminate it when the time is right.
Anyway, the idea that people who are not our own race must have different minds has almost penetrated into the marrow of the entire society and even the race.
"The exchange conditions you proposed have exceeded my authority. I need to report to higher levels for instructions."
The great sage stared at the changing pictures in the projection in silence for a long time before speaking. respond.
Although he himself does not think there is anything wrong with consuming hundreds of billions of low-level civilians in exchange for more knowledge and technology with the total population of the human empire of 40 billion, he even thinks that in this battle The empire is the one that makes the most money in the transaction.
But the problem is that he does not have the power to reach an agreement with an unknown powerful existence on behalf of the empire.
“No problem, I will wait for your reply on this planet. But I suggest you move faster, because my patience is not infinite, and in this universe I want to be with you. It’s not just humans who are trading.”
After that, Zuo Sina’s body, which was made of metal compression, disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.
After confirming through a series of tests that Zuo Si had left, the Great Sage turned around and asked: "Sister Kayla, do you have anything to say about this matter?"
The battle nun known as Keira shook her head with a solemn expression: "No, I just want to report to the Tribunal immediately. No matter what the creature calling himself Soth is, the power he possesses is obviously beyond It’s beyond the scope of what we can understand. Perhaps only the Prince Regent can make a judgment on an event of this level.”
"In that case, let's each report to our superiors. I hope the center's response can be faster this time."
The Great Sage complained softly about the empire's bloated, corrupt and unresponsive administrative agencies. He turned around and led his men outside.
Because Zuo Si swept away and swallowed up all the surrounding metal, this cell used to imprison mortals and the huge manufacturing center below have completely disappeared, leaving only a huge abyss hundreds of kilometers deep into the earth's core. The pit looks very scary.
But before he could take a few steps, Sister Kayla immediately shouted from behind: "Your Excellency, the Great Sage, please wait a moment. What should Father Moore do?"
"Whatever you want."
The great sage obviously did not want to waste time on this unimportant issue, and he disappeared into the darkness after a while.
You don’t need to ask to know what kind of waves a contact like this will cause within the human empire.
When the news came back to the home planet of Terra, Regent Robert Guilliman immediately convened an emergency meeting.
As the Lord of the Ultramarines, one of the Emperor's extraordinary creations, and the only remaining Primarch, he is the last hope of the Human Empire after the Emperor sits on the Golden Throne.
Thanks to the efforts of this regent, the decayed bureaucracy was able to be slightly improved, and the rebellion that was set off was quickly suppressed, barely maintaining the existence of the human empire.
"I believe you have all seen the intelligence that came back. Now tell me your own views and opinions. What attitude should we take towards this unknown existence?"
The Regent was the first to break the silence.
As a being with extraordinary wisdom and strength, he knows very well that he cannot manage this crumbling empire on his own, so he needs to cultivate more loyal and capable subordinates to assist him.
Normally, Robert Guilliman would not express his attitude immediately when encountering problems and troubles. Instead, he would try to train these carefully selected men by asking them to use their brains to think first. them.
It was through these words and deeds that Terra, the home planet of the Human Empire, was able to slowly recover from a scene of decline and endure a crisis of destruction.
But unfortunately, this time everyone else present frowned and had no intention of speaking at all.
The reason is simple. Whether it is the great sage of the Mechanicum or the battle sister of the Heretic Tribunal, the information passed back is very limited.
Especially the mysterious substance called shimmering oil, which has not yet been sent to Mars for in-depth study.
How can it be possible to make an effective and accurate judgment without any basis?
So it is not surprising that the silence fell.
Just when the atmosphere at the meeting became a little awkward, the only non-human woman present stood up and said in a very pleasant voice: "I think since the other party has shown enough goodwill, we should at least try to contact and build trust. Relationship. After all, if a powerful creature like this is willing to stand on our side, it can greatly improve the combat capabilities of the army and even find a way to defeat the evil god of subspace."
"Ms. Everene, please. Pay attention to your words. We still don’t know whether the other party is kind or weird, not to mention that what the other party wants to trade is the human soul!”
The other tall and strong man has a sinister look. Said sarcastically.
It is not difficult to tell from his attitude that he does not like this non-human being at all. To be precise, he is the leader of the Eldar Death Army.
This race is somewhat similar to space elves. Their limbs are slender, they have perfect facial features, elegant almond-shaped eyes, and their ears are tapered. They have a very high level of intelligence and feel emotions far more strongly than humans. .
They are one of the very few, and can even be said to be the only race that has formed an alliance with the human empire.
As early as the Iron Man Rebellion, the two sides had jointly formed an alliance.
However, in the eyes of the Eldar with a long history, humans are just a group of monkeys who have just stepped from primitive to civilization.
Even now that the human empire has become the overlord of the galaxy, this view is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Similarly, there are also some human supremacists in the empire who don't like the Eldar, and even feel that this group of down-and-out families who are almost exterminated have no idea what they are secretly trying to do.
Especially Evrené, who is so close to the Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman. God knows if she wants to use her dirty and despicable body to steal the precious genes of the original body, and then give birth to a child with powerful strength and wisdom. Mixed blood offspring.