Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 303: The Hermit: The Fisherman Never Leaves Empty (Please Subscribe)

The Hermit did not wear the power armor from the Word Bearers, nor did he change into the armor customized for him by the Ultramarines. He was just wearing a gray-white linen cloak, completely covering himself with the cloth.

Roche looked at the hermit with some worry, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind. The Word Bearer was about two meters and five meters tall, similar to the average Astartes, but he looked even thinner than Roche.

The dry skin outlines the black shell and bones, and the muscles have atrophied beyond recognition, looking like a walking skeleton.

"Why would you? The Emperor has never questioned your loyalty. You are able to be among traitors and still be loyal to the Emperor. This proves your own steadfastness."

"You should feel proud, not guilty. The betrayal of Lorgar and the Word Bearers was their own choice. The Emperor will not forgive them, but you are different because you have never betrayed."

Luo Xi really couldn't understand how these religious fanatics regarded torturing their own bodies as a standard of atonement. If physical pain could atone for sins, then why not just create a batch of clones of themselves and use them on an assembly line to atone for sins?

The Mechanicus has a complete cloning production line. In fact, many priests and sages are not born naturally, but come from the cloning laboratories within the Mechanicus.

"Because it will make me feel better, Roshi." The hermit was recovering his strength. He was drinking an energy porridge made of a mixture of high-concentration nutrients and ceramic steel particles, which was also the most common food consumed by the Astartes.

"I cannot tolerate that my faith has ever been tarnished. Under Lorgar's wrong leadership, I strayed from the Emperor's expectations. Even for a moment, it is unforgivable."

Astarte's powerful digestive system quickly wiped out the food. He looked more energetic, but his eyes were full of sadness.

"In fact, the magic of Black Stone is not a secret. In the Word Bearers Legion, Lorgar also discovered the specialness of Black Stone through communicating with some Warp creatures. However, what they mainly do is to use Black Stone to amplify the Warp, so that it is easier to resonate with the Sea of ​​Souls."

A squad of heavily armed Ultramarines escorted the Hermit, a necessary safeguard both to prevent his escape and to prevent assassination attempts by the Word Bearers.

Roche, the hermit, and some Mechanicus sages who specialized in studying Blackstone, all arrived at the Blackstone storage center on Mustafar by airship.

Nearly half of the black stones mined from Pandora were placed here in order to implement that big plan.

The remaining black stones, in addition to being taken away by oil men from various places for research, were placed on four Thundercloud-class planetary battleships, several Queen of Glory-class battleships and other large ships.

Luo Xi once thought, if the influence of the subspace is isolated and the risk of corruption is minimized, whether it is possible to use higher-level intelligent AI. After all, the combat power of the same warship when using intelligent AI and when using mechanical servants and artificial forces are completely different concepts.

Whether in terms of maneuverability, reaction speed, or accuracy of weapon arrays, warships controlled by artificial intelligence have complete superiority.

At the time, Guilliman chose to shelve the idea until the right time to discuss it.

And now, the time has come. They have enough Black Stone materials to distribute to various warships, which are adjusted into anti-subspace polarity Black Stone arrays, enough to fight against most Chaos corruption.

Luo Xi and the hermit walked on the aerial bridge of the Black Stone Storage Center. Below them were mountains of black stone deposits.

In order to collect enough black stones as quickly as possible, Roche blew up most of Pandora's magnificent floating mountains to collect the black stones contained in them.

"There are so many black stones. Even if the Word Bearers searched everywhere, they would not have such a quantity."

"You are very lucky to find so many."

The hermit sighed and said that some of the Word Bearers within the Legion had received direct orders from Lorgar, ordering them to find black stone minerals in order to better complete the Warp Summoning Ritual.

"What should we do now? It's up to you, Hermit." Luo Xi looked at the Hermit, waiting for the master of the subspace to speak.

When it came to his professional field, the hermit suddenly seemed much more energetic. It was just summoning demons. The Word Bearer was particularly good at this.

In the past, he was driven by Lorgar's orders to summon the malevolent beings of the Warp. He unleashed the most fantastical and horrifying monsters from the Sea of Souls, allowing them to greedily devour the flesh and souls of humanity. But now, his stance has changed. He will summon demons to fight against those terrifying creatures on behalf of humanity, and let these creatures, who have no moral principles at all, witness the despicable and shameless nature of humanity.

Roshi directed the machines to move the black stone onto the transport ship. They could not summon demons on such an important forging world as Mustafar.

The location for summoning the demon was chosen to be a small star anchored in orbit around Mustafar.

The engineering machinery quickly built a Blackstone Fortress using blackstone, ceramic steel and plastic steel, and inside would be the altar they built to summon demons.

The hermit picked up his pen. He had previously told Luo Xi that some special raw materials were needed as ritual items.

For example, the last drop of blood shed by the Traitor Astartes on the battlefield, the ritual dagger captured during the Battle of Calth, and the red sand on Nuceria, the home planet of the Traitor Primarch Angron.

These seemingly irrelevant things actually have their own meaning in mysticism. These are based on a complex mystical knowledge system and are the summary of long experience.

In Luo Xi's opinion, this can indeed be described as witchcraft.

The Hermit commands those powerful modified robot servants. These soulless creatures, created by removing the brain lobes of guilty people and injecting large amounts of strengthening hormones and undergoing transformation surgeries, carry out his orders in an orderly manner.

"These ritual arrangements cannot be performed mechanically. The ideal situation is to have living sacrifices complete the arrangement of the altar, and then kill all the sacrifices on the arranged altar."

As the hermit spoke, he began to write and draw on the altar built of black stones.

His pen, dipped in a paint made from the blood of traitors and the red sand of Nuceria, continued to write texts from the Great Word Bearer.

Although Lorgar betrayed, the many scriptures and books he wrote in the past still have indelible value. The Primarch's wisdom has a deep understanding of the Warp, so much so that later generations only need to borrow a little to better mobilize the power of the Warp.

After all, Lorgar betrayed the Emperor, but his "Words of the Holy Spirit" did not betray him. Today, Lorgar may not be able to refute himself who wrote the "Words of the Holy Spirit".

The hermit wrote very quickly, leaving a series of strange runes and many blasphemous warp marks on the surface of the black stone. The only one Roshi could recognize was an eight-pointed star symbol.

As more and more runes were left behind by the hermit, the black stone began to emit a dim psychic light. The polarity of this extremely special material was being turned to the side of amplifying the subspace.

A chilly air began to spread from the center of the altar. The hermit finished writing the last rune and threw his pen to the ground.

The splashing ink disappeared the moment it hit the ground, and bursts of strange whispers came from the surrounding air, as if the murmuring ghost in the deepest dream was swimming past the ears.

In front of Luo Xi's eyes, many illusory twisted and wriggling tentacle monsters suddenly appeared. Those bodies were neat and regular black cubes, but the things with strange tentacles extending from the six corners seemed to have noticed the changes in the environment and began to swim around and observe at will.

Accompanied by an indescribable howl similar to a woman's voice, an extremely dazzling pink-purple beam of light appeared on the black stone altar, and the hysterical intention of the subspace was revealed.

Things of unspeakable evil roam the Warp, chaotic and disorderly, evil and unspeakable.

With his naked eyes, Roche saw countless black planets that seemed to be far away, yet seemed to be right in front of him.

The energy of the subspace disturbed the surrounding space and time wantonly, but was confined within the scope of the altar.

The shadow of a subspace creature slowly crawled across the background, leaving behind a huge shadow like a mountain.

The hermit did it, and next, he would actually summon the qualified Warp Demon according to Roshi's instructions.

(End of this chapter)