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Chapter 640 It was all part of the plan!

God of All Machines
This word resonated in the will of all the space necromancers and was transmitted into the warp, where it was heard by the beings there.

In the Soul Forge
Vashtor's fingers, which were assembling Longlin Star, suddenly stopped; sparks of electricity surged within the mist of his thoughts.

god.
A horrifying thought instantly formed in Vashtor's mind.

Could it be that Zhou Yun is trying to become a god and compete with him for the sixth position in the subspace, the position of the most vicious technique?
But what reason does he have to do this?
Doesn't he know that becoming a god is not a good thing? Why would he offer himself up on the altar of evil arts?
Vashtor's gaze fell upon the floating screens of light before him, each representing a time period within the real dimension.

For a being like Vashtor, everything at any time in reality happens simultaneously; the past, present, and future are all presented to him at the same time.

He saw the past, the past Zhou Yun who had always refused to be called a god, refused the faith of the masses, and had repeatedly spoken frankly about the dangers of becoming a god.
Zhou Yun knew what becoming a god would bring him, and understood the price of godhood.
Furthermore, what benefit would becoming a god bring to the human race? It wouldn't even benefit the entire galaxy or the entire warp.

The gods descended in succession, unstoppable and irresistible.
The Lord of Darkness must be the fifth to be born.
Once the sixth god, the complete God of All Machines and Lord of the Realm of Vicious Arts, begins to emerge, the likelihood of the Dark Lord's descent will at least double, and the pressure on the Emperor will also double, essentially making it possible for the Emperor to single-handedly prevent the birth of two divine beings.

If the Emperor cannot sustain humanity, then the final moment is inevitable.

Finally, becoming a god is not something that can be achieved simply by wanting to.

Ritual, offerings, and the torrent of emotions are all indispensable.

For example, the birth of the Dark Lord.
The altar was set with the spirit of vengeance, and the ritual involved the emperor killing Horus, the chosen one of the four gods.
Offering up the human race as a sacrifice, to witness the rise and destruction of another race.
It is supported by a torrent of emotions, including the intense destructive urges, self-destructive desires, and despair unleashed during the old night, the Great Expedition, and the Great Rebellion.
But where did Zhou Yun find the correct ritual? Where did he find yet another galactic overlord-level sacrifice? And where did he find the torrent of emotions?
Vashtor believed he could become a god because he knew of the existence of a "weapon" left behind by the ancient saints, and that theoretically only he could use that "weapon".

etc.
Vashtor's thoughts began to race and spin, searching for clues in time.
The Martian Dragon, the true Om Messiah, the vast faith of the Cult of Mechanics
Imbue space necromancers with souls, enabling them to establish contact with the warp.
The undead, the dominant race in the Milky Way, were born in the warp, and these beings can serve as sacrifices.
The overwhelming emotions stirred up by the Mechanicus's millennia-long faith in Om Messiah, combined with the emotional surge that arose during the birth of the Necromancer, could elevate him to a higher status.

And the ceremony.
The field of malicious arts can now be roughly divided into three parts.

The Emperor, with the help of the Martian Dragon, controls one portion; Zhou Yun, in the name of Saint Doraemon, controls another portion; and Vashtor, in the name of the Master of All Furnaces and the God of Machines, controls yet another portion.

This corresponds to the triple divinity of the All-Powerful God in the Mechanicus faith.
The Martian Dragon, also known as Om Messiah, is the embodiment of the god of all machines who walks through the material universe, and the educator, guide, and guardian of all mechanical and physical laws.

Zhou Yun is the primordial force, the source of power for the operation of all matter, all spirit, all machinery, and even the entire universe; the primary driving force of all things.

Vashtor is the god of all machines, the embodiment of abstract concepts such as data, knowledge, information, creativity, and curiosity, and a non-material being.

If Zhou Yun were to devour the Martian Dragon and Vashtor, he could gather the three divine attributes and use this as a ritual to ascend to immortality.
Vastod immediately felt drenched in sweat.
Without making a sound, Zhou Yun had already gathered most of the conditions for becoming a god.

Is he really going to become a god? Vashtor felt a chill; he slightly turned his head to look at the now blurred present and future.
In the near future, Zhou Yun appears to be attempting to build the Black Stone Spire in the galaxy to shield it from the subspace.
If he truly intends to do this, then perhaps he really has no intention of becoming a god.

But Vashtor worried that this was a smokescreen by Zhou Yun.
He needed to seek some support to prevent Zhou Yun from actually intending to become a god.

His will extended from the Soul Forge, probing into the vast subspace, first reaching the domain of the Blood God.

Vashtor was skilled at building war machines; the vicious side of his craft was even more unrestrained by morality and more destructive.

If he becomes the master of malevolent arts, more war machines will be born in the galaxy, igniting wars of even greater intensity, which is exactly what the Blood God desires.

The Saint Doraemon, however, seemed somewhat more lenient, so Vashtor believed the Blood God would be on his side.
Of course, more importantly, Vashtor believed that Zhou Yun was the opponent more favored by the Blood God than himself.

However, the Blood God's favor does not mean He will support Zhou Yun; on the contrary, He will be even more eager to compete with Zhou Yun.
Vashtor's concerns were conveyed to the Blood God.
What should Zhou Yun do if he intends to become a god?

"Then let's fight!!!" The Blood God's furious roar, filled with madness, echoed, revealing his thirst for brutal war.

Then came Tzeentch, and Vashtor's will entered the Crystal Labyrinth, hmm?
Vashtor hesitated for a moment looking at the sign that read "Crystal Gym" hanging at the entrance of Tzeentch's Domain, but still entered Tzeentch's Domain.

Countless demons are working out in Tzeentch's realm, their sweat, muscles, and pointed heads reflected in the mirrors standing within.

A pointed head.
"This is to ward off the plague woven by that dung-covered wretch, Nurgle."

"He somehow created a plague that causes the demons under my command to uncontrollably draw out knowledge."

"So I made a point on the head of all the demons to store their knowledge. After they get infected with the virus, they can be removed directly, reborn in a new body, and then reinstalled to prevent them from being completely eliminated."

A cunning, treacherous, and ever-changing voice echoed in the mirror, and the figure of the ever-changing Lord appeared in a mirror beside Vashtor.

"Little Vashtor, why aren't you focused on assembling your Dragon Forest Star? What are you doing in my gym?"

Vashtor straightened up slightly, stated his guess, and asked Tzeentch if he had anticipated this and had a plan for it.
Silence. Silence echoed in the air. Nine seconds later, a voice slowly came from the mirror.
"Everything is going according to plan."

Vashtor's heart skipped a beat.

(End of this chapter)