Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 383 40k Moving Mountain Sect
The long-awaited war meeting was held in the hall of the hive city, but this time it involved many secrets about the empire, and even the greenskin warriors who had initially gained their trust could not come here.

Now all the Imperial forces on this planet have gathered together, the Mechanicus, the Imperial Guard, the Planetary Guard and the Space Marines all have their own leaders here.

The Mechanicus sent out the Archsage Milsap, the Imperial Guard was of course Taylor, the Planetary Guard was the local Governor Girl, and the Space Marine was naturally Calgar.

Heroes from all walks of life gathered together, and it was obvious that they all had their own thoughts and practices. They would never compromise with others, even if the threat of the Black Legion was approaching.

Now the Mechanical Sage spoke first. His hoarse voice and the many complex circuits on his body emitted a strange light, red, green, and blue interlaced and echoed, just like he was breathing.

Afterwards, the sage created human language from the endless mechanical language.

"By Om Messiah, by the All-Mechanicus, I do not wish you to meddle in the affairs of the Mechanicus, my Imperial loyalists."

Calgar replied. "It's quite ridiculous. We trusted you and handed over more than half of the world to you, but in the end, you Martians became our biggest weakness."

"If the Regent knew what was happening here, I think the Mechanicus would be blamed. If you are willing to help us, it would be a credit to us."

"But if you persist in your delusion and continue to hide it, things will become much more troublesome."

"Forge Sage, we have no ill intentions. In the name of the Emperor and the Imperial Regent, we need a safe route to the Forge Continent."

Suddenly, lightning flashed across the sage's body, and after thinking for a long time, he answered.

"I'm sorry."

Calgar said angrily. "What are you insisting on?!"

The wise man just remained indifferent.

Taylor had probably guessed the situation before the Ultramarines Lord became angry.

He knew in advance from Kaul's clone that there existed a large-scale tomb world and a creation similar to the black obelisk.

So this is probably what the Mechanicus is covering up.

They didn't want the Empire to interfere in their "archaeology" apparently because they had discovered a large-scale array of obelisks.

Obviously, basically anyone who is not blind can see that this place is important.

According to the character of the Mechanicus, such good things will never be discovered by the Empire. Even if they really want to make it public, they will have to take them all first.

At least on the surface, researching alien technology within the empire is still a serious crime.

Although those orders were enough to monopolize the power of many dignitaries in the star region, they were just worthless to independent organizations like the Mechanicus.

But at least for the majority of those who still need to rely on the Empire, the Inquisition is the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

But this is just speculation, although Taylor already has a rough answer.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

One was a chance to force the Mechanicus to become his ally, and the second was a chance to make them willingly tell him what they had figured out.

Otherwise, Taylor would have no idea where they dug the grave. Although there are several speculated locations, neither Calgar nor he dared to make a definitive statement.

A rash investigation might cause the disgust of the Mechanicus. In this place where food and clothing are scarce, it would be very sad to lose those blacksmithing cyborgs.

After all, things like Seiko bombs can't be repaired by the greenskins...

Taylor needs to find the place that the Mechanicus has never dared to mention.

So the meeting went on, but most of it consisted of boring blame-shifting and bickering.

Calgar and Taylor were almost out of patience with this, and when the Lord of the Ultramarines was about to end the conversation, the Mechanicus sage finally revealed a flaw.

"I told you there's no access to the occupied area. You could investigate thoroughly to avoid misleading loyalists," Calgar said impatiently. "Then why are you so reluctant to show us the equipment factory in the Monarch District?"

"Or is it that there are no factories in that area at all?"

The sage spoke rapidly and in a low voice. "Even in the Monarch District."

"Absolutely not..."

At this point, he realized his processor had made a mistake.

He shouldn't have said the name of that area out loud. This place didn't exist for ordinary people, but it was just a place name used in daily life for the Mechanicus.

Calgar seized upon the thought of leaving, but that was the way it was done.

Even if anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Mechanical Sage had already known the truth, as long as he refused to admit it, no one could do anything to the Mechanicus.

This is the privilege their casting ability gives them. From the beginning of the Emperor's Great Crusade to the present day, the name of the Mechanicus has been both the greatest help to the Empire and one of the masterminds behind its downfall.

They are both the heirs of technology and knowledge, and the evil dragons that turn knowledge into something wrapped up.

They not only protect the empire from persecution by Tzeentch, but are also the biggest problem that causes chaos and death in the empire due to technology.

It is obvious that the Mechanicus is not a gentle sheep, but a beast that lives in the Empire. How to master and control this monster will always be the most difficult task for Imperial officers.

Taylor spoke at this moment.

"My tablet contains the Necronic language model and analysis. This is a direct specimen provided by a Necromancer."

"In other words, if you just download me a copy of the translation software used by the Chronicler, I can then teach you the most basic uses of the Necromancer technology you've been dreaming about day and night."

The lights on the sage's body flickered continuously, and his massive mechanical body trembled. Then he said solemnly, "His Majesty?"

He looked at Taylor. "How dare a mortal speak so recklessly?"

Taylor said. "I worked with Sage Caul, sir."

"I once walked through a tomb with awakened Necrons and gained the trust of the tomb lord."

"I can't go into detail, but I do own those things."

He picked up the tablet, and the complex text on it instantly attracted the sage's attention.

The huge mechanical body climbed onto the table in the hall without regard for mortal etiquette and almost pounced on the tablet.

But the next moment, what was waiting for him was Calgar's iron fist and Taylor's chainsaw sword.

Before his mechanical body turned to waste, his remaining humanity successfully prevented him from committing suicide.

He said cautiously and expectantly.

"Open the chips."

"I'll pay anything..."

"The premise is that we are all in cahoots with each other in this matter, and no one has disclosed it to the Inquisition or the extremist sects."

"I don't want my intellectual pursuits to be interrupted."

Taylor answered calmly, "The Emperor will understand."

(End of this chapter)