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Chapter 360 Kaul's Clone
The huge engine sound came like a beating heart, and the throbbing of huge plasma cores formed the music of the soul of all machines.

This is the core of Macragge's Glory, the beating heart of this ancient vessel.

As the most heavily guarded area, only the heaviest adamantine plates can be placed here.

The iron sheets welded by ancient technology have become one in molecules, and the exaggerated thickness is enough to defend against all artillery fire.

Its entrance is a single massive, fan-shaped metal door, which can only be opened with the genetic permission of Calgar, the current Captain of Macragge's Glory and Ultimate Battle Captain.

Taylor had the privilege of witnessing the power source used by this most ancient of vessels alongside Guilliman, after the Ultramarines Captain, fresh from Primaris surgery, used his own retina to perform the final procedure.

The azure energy body was in an indescribable and strange state, rejoicing among countless electromagnetic towers.

Those ancient technologies allow energy to be stored in this place with almost no consumption.

Taylor's comment on this is simple and clear.

This thing definitely has some subspace technology...

At the same time, he followed the Primarch into here. He looked at those huge things, but his attention was first attracted by a strange thing.

It was a huge machine about 10 meters high, shaped like a flat plate, with ten big bald heads of men and women embedded on it, and each one was lifelike.

Those heads are connected to many complex circuits, as if they are directly connected to the brain. When the body is started, those heads will also make countless expressions at this moment.

"If Chaos saw this, they would shout, 'I'm an expert.' Primarch, if you want to show me an instrument of torture or something Chaos has concocted, I can tell you."

"Take it away. I've tasted enough."

Guilliman now showed a helpless and difficult to refute expression. Although he was not eloquent, he was the Primarch after all.

His eloquence is enough to convince most mortals who are not strong-willed.

But he couldn't beat Taylor's quick and snappy mouth.

Guilliman replied helplessly. "It was the advisor Cawl gave me. Before the sage left me, he left behind a few words and this monster."

"He called it the Caul Avatar Thinking System Machine, or simply the Caul Avatar."

"Its greatest effect is to use sufficiently complex programs and systems to simulate Kaul's own thoughts, composed of countless pieces of information and data, and Kaul himself has programmed 36000000 complex thought logics into it."

Taylor rolled his eyes. "For the Emperor's sake, do you really believe that? And what are those heads on those flat panels for?"

"Frankly speaking, if we can do something with a Thinker just by adding a hard drive, why bother with those brains?"

"You tell me? Is this just Kaul's bad taste?"

"No, that guy is a real pragmatist. And Caul doesn't pursue so-called 'faith' and 'purity' like other sages, so it's obvious."

"This thing is not auspicious at all."

"If it is a deception of Tzeentch, what shall we do?"

This verbal attack made Guilliman hesitant. He really wanted to believe Cawl, but this thing looked too abstract.

But Guilliman is the Primarch after all, a dragon among men. He may not have anything else, but he is full of courage.

Although from Taylor's point of view, he really hopes that Guilliman will back down a few times instead of acting rashly.

I have to say, apart from the fact that he gets angry when he meets his traitorous brother, Guilliman's character is actually not that bad.

But in reality, every major incident in human civilization is a byproduct of these brothers meeting...

In other words, this guy only gets carried away when it’s most important!
Taylor sighed helplessly, and Guilliman decided to activate his clone to get information.

But before Guilliman even entered the activation procedures, Taylor said, "This thing is getting weirder and weirder."

"The person who made this thing must have a problem with his brain."

"Wouldn't it be better to use the Thinker's equipment? Hanging the head like a performance art?" At this point, Guilliman and Taylor both heard a faint curse.

"This foolish mortal..."

Taylor looked up and said to Guilliman, "Boss, what are you mumbling about?"

Guilliman said. "It's not you who's speaking?"

Taylor, always smart, realized something and said.

"Boss, is the equipment started?"

Taylor used military code to make the word "cheat" on his hands.

Guilliman understood. "It has been activated, but it seems a little slow today."

At this moment, many faces on the huge engine suddenly began to make expressions, and finally a mechanical sound was heard.

"Lord Regent, it's been a while since we last met. Have you received any response to the proposal I made when we last met?"

Guilliman said with a frozen expression. "I didn't actually press start. You're not a machine at all..."

The machine began to respond. "This machine cannot answer questions outside of its designated scope. I repeat."

"I was created by the great and wise sage Kaul. I am a self-answering device composed of 3600000 complex logic programs. I am Kaul's clone."

Taylor's sharp review. "Very cheeky. Just think of it as some kind of self-answering device."

"Let me see what else this thing can do besides being thick-skinned."

The cheeky artificial intelligence, or "self-answering machine" said immediately.

"According to my suggestion, after simulating Lord Kaul's way of thinking and performing calculations, I believe that the most urgent task now is to capture the Nakmund Corridor area."

Taylor cursed. "That place is indeed crucial, but it's also tightly controlled by the Black Legion. It's the only passage between the Dark Side of the Empire and the Holy Frontier. Taking it would require an untold number of troops..."

"A conservative estimate is 60 years. You're talking without any pain."

"If the Indomitable Crusade takes that place as its next step, the Empire will be dragged into a long-lasting war."

Guilliman mused, Taylor sensed a chance of victory, and that damned engine said.

"You are right, Mr. Taylor."

"Therefore, I propose that the Imperial forces seize the initiative and seize Vigilance, a core world in the Nachmond Corridor."

"That world has vast black stone obelisks beneath its surface, like those on Cadia."

"If the Empire controls that region, they can suppress the forces of Chaos, deploy defenses on Vigilant Planet, and simultaneously suppress the expansion of the Black Legion and Chaos."

"And in my database, there are two commanders suitable for this mission."

"They are Chapter Master of the Ultramarines, Calgar."

"And Skadi Redeemed the Legion Commander..."

Taylor yelled now. "Ah! It's the leader of the New Cadians, right? I know him!"

Now Guilliman said. "I am not deaf yet."

"Tyler, you've seen the fortress on Cadia, and you know about the Necromancer Dynasty. You have extensive experience dealing with Chaos."

"Only you can...my friend."

Taylor said with a sullen face, "By the Emperor..."

(End of this chapter)