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

Chapter 306 Samus: Oh, can we reconcile? (Please subscribe)
Samus cheered as she escaped from the Sea of ​​Souls and traveled the long distance to the Macragge System.

Once again, it descended upon the material world.

As one of the most active Chaos Daemons, Samus actively responded to the Great Four's war against the Damned. The damned Damned tried to lead humans to completely get rid of the influence of the Warp, which undoubtedly touched the fundamental bottom line of the entire Warp.

The warp and the real universe are two sides of the same coin. The emotions and thoughts of the creatures in the real universe nourish the existence of the warp. The behavior of the cursed is undoubtedly digging out the roots of the warp.

If humans completely transcend the warp and are no longer affected by it, then the Supreme Heaven, having lost its anchor, will become derailed from this dead universe and its influence will decline rapidly.

To this end, the Four Chaos Gods even paused their eternal great game and reluctantly united to wage war against humanity.

Samus was responding to the call of the Word Bearers and other traitors and marching towards the Solar System, the stronghold of the Damned.

The chief priest of the Word Bearers, Erebus, gathered the power of many demons and controlled them as a mere mortal Astartes.

Erebas' soul is the darkest and sweetest one Samus has ever seen. He seems to be born to be the embodiment of all meanness and shamelessness, betrayal and curse. It can be said that the fall of Warmaster Horus is inextricably linked to Erebas.

It was this Chief Priest of the Word Bearers who stole the cursed Nemesis Blade from the protection of the Interstellar Confederation and gave it to the Chaos-corrupted Governor of Davin, Eugene Tamba.

The wound of Horus, which was cut by the blade of his old enemy, could not heal and he was on the verge of death. The entire Sons of Horus Legion was shrouded in conspiracy and betrayal.

It was he who suggested to the distraught Council of Four Kings that Horus be sent to the Voodoo Temple on Davin, where he claimed the Warmaster could be cured.

Under the guidance of the Hand of Fate, Horus gradually fell and began to accept the power of the Warp. The Four Chaos Gods also bestowed their power on Horus so that he would embark on the path of betrayal against the Emperor.

Having made these contributions, Erebus undoubtedly won the favor and attention of the Four Chaos Gods. Even compared with Lorgar, who thought he was irreplaceable, Erebus was more to the taste of the Warp.

Samus, as an Undivided Chaos Daemon, was subject to the control of Erebus, which made this extremely ancient being unhappy.

Therefore, when it sensed that someone was calling it, Samus temporarily slipped away from the front line. After all, Erebus had countless demons under his command, especially the four gods of chaos, so it would not be noticeable if it was missing.

Anyway, there is no need to take business trips too seriously, so you might as well seize the time to get some private work for yourself and gain some benefits.

Samus had no advantage in staying with those more ancient and powerful beings. The souls and flesh offered by the Word Bearers were only left with the leftovers by others when it was its turn, which made Samus extremely dissatisfied.

The great Samus planned to listen to the desires of his believers and accept sacrifices from mortals. The thought of those sweet and juicy human sacrifices made Samus unable to suppress his inner excitement.

It didn't even realize why it was much easier to open the subspace rift when it came to the real universe from the subspace this time, and there were no real universe creatures acting as carriers.

"My believer, what sacrifice have you prepared for me? Bring it up quickly!"

"I'm horny as hell."

As Samus appeared on the altar, the space here suddenly became cold and gloomy. Luo Xi only felt that the hairs on his exposed arms began to stand up. The whispers of demons lingered in the air. The strong malice came from a big demon, whose greed and arrogance had condensed into substance.

As soon as it appeared, Samus asked for compensation from the being that summoned it. The Warp Demons never do business at a loss, and they will only fulfill their responsibilities when the transaction is reached.

"Here it comes, twist the black stone matrix!"

"Suppress the subspace tide, don't let it escape!"

The hermit shouted, and the Mechanicus Magos around him immediately began to execute the order to reverse the polarity of the Black Stone.

They were already ready, with every processor, every gear, and every energy system debugged to the best condition.

There is no Om Messiah who would not be rapt at this historic moment in humanity's command of etheric power.

Their external thinking processors were running in an overclocked state, the heat emitted was scorching their few flesh and blood organs, but every oil man was chanting loudly.

"From the banality of thought, Om Messiah, save us! From the lies of the pagans, Circuit, protect us!" "From the rage of the beast, Steel, preserve us! From the temptation of minced meat, Silica, purify us!"

"From the ravages of the Destroyer, Machine Spirit, protect us! From this creature's rotten cage, God of All Machines, set us free!"

The devout prayers and chants made the machine spirit very happy, and the black stone array operated much faster.

Just behind Samus, the warp rift created by the black stone altar suddenly closed. The black stone began to suppress the fluctuations of the ether, and the entire Black Stone Fortress was exerting pressure. An invisible and grand roar sounded, like the sound of war drums and trumpets.

Samus: ???

The Chaos Demon, who was stretching himself freely and enjoying the wonderful experience of being in flesh and blood, suddenly felt as if he was a rat falling into sulfuric acid, and felt horrible pain like needles pricking him all around.

It didn't feel like the veil of reality was rejecting them, but rather like a thorny cage that was constantly shrinking its range.

Oh no! Samus was shocked.

"You despicable mortals! How can you be as shameless as me!"

It had realized that something was wrong; this seemed to be a trap set for it, although it had never seen such a situation in its long life.

Samus was screaming, unable to even sustain its signature long-winded self-introduction.

Its body, which is more than ten meters tall, is constantly shrinking, like ice cream gradually melting under the scorching sun. Its original power is being suppressed into its body, but what terrifies it is that it is not being repelled back into the subspace.

The thinking patterns of demons are completely different from those of flesh-and-blood creatures such as humans. Their reaction speed depends on the concentration of ether energy. Samus felt like a fish about to die of thirst in the desert, and the ether energy around him was becoming thinner and thinner.

If it were in the past, these diluted warp energies alone would not be able to sustain its existence, and the demon itself would be expelled back into the warp by the repulsive force of the veil.

"Eight-pointed Star, who is plotting against me?"

The law of the jungle is naked in the warp. Even the Chaos Demon has enemies. As a being that has survived to this day and is still at large, Samus certainly has its own enemies.

But it couldn't figure out no matter how hard it tried, who would set a trap in the material world to target it? It had never seen such a bizarre situation before.

In a place where the ether energy is thin, Samus seemed a little confused. He only felt tired, thirsty and hungry, and became like those humble mortals.

When it finally came to its senses and saw the luxurious lineup in front of it, the Chaos Demon fell silent.

The most conspicuous being, with that strong aura of the cursed, was obviously a son of the Emperor, a noble Primarch.

Dozens of human psychic think tanks have already prepared their psychic spells and are ready to go.

A prophet of the Eldar, whose psychic powers can even suppress the existence of the Great Demon.

As for those blue and gold Ultramarines armed to the teeth, Samus was all too familiar with them. He had killed many of these humans during Calth and the Shadow Crusade.

Wait, what is this feeling?

Samus felt the psychic black holes farthest away from it, which were untouchable by humans and were capable of completely killing Chaos Demons.

This ancient devil felt for the first time that he might be completely overturned here. He tried hard to adjust his state and release the subspace power in his body, just like a fish spitting out saliva to prolong his life.

It felt more helpless and weak than ever before, and those despicable humans who had tricked it into coming here were slowly approaching.

The son of the cursed, the lion Ryan was the first to draw his lion sword. The great knight of Caliban sharpened his knife and tried to hunt down an extraordinary prey with full fighting spirit.

Hey, can we reconcile?
(End of this chapter)