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

Chapter 358 Ancient Relics, Golden Throne (Please Subscribe)
The Emperor's Guards led the three men into the throne room. They were fully armed, wearing shining golden armor, holding activated guard spears, and were fully ready for battle.

Surrounded by them, Luo Xi couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His brain was frantically warning that if they dared to make any abnormal moves, the guard spears of these imperial guards would fall down immediately without mercy.

The Imperial Guards are the pinnacle creations of the Emperor's bio-alchemy. They must begin transformation from infancy. Under the influence of bio-alchemy, the candidates will spontaneously begin to transform, both physically and spiritually.

In addition to their extraordinary martial arts and fighting skills, the Imperial Guards must also be proficient in politics, physics, geography, astronomy, history, philosophy, art and other subjects. The transformation of each Imperial Guard is completely customized for the individual, and their genetic advantages will be strengthened to reach a level of perfection.

The last door slowly opened, and through the gap, Roxi glimpsed the darkness and faint light in the throne room.

A sticky white mist similar to steam gushed out from the gap and then disappeared immediately.

The imperial guards stood guard at the door of the throne room, watching the seal bearer lead Luo Xi in.

Afterwards, these powerful guards stood at the door like sculptures and began their guarding duties.

Although he was mentally prepared, when he entered the so-called throne room, Luo Xi was still completely shocked by what he saw. The blood flow in his body seemed to stop, and the surface of his skin constantly fed back a tingling feeling to his brain.

The throne room is not just a room, but an extremely large space with no visible boundaries. It is filled with all kinds of unknown machines, most of which Roche does not recognize at all.

Giant pipes with a diameter large enough to accommodate a fully armed guard of imperial guards shuttled through the darkness. They were intricately outlined on the floor, walls, and ceiling, interweaving together to form a dizzying maze.

Something similar to white mist continuously gushed out of the dark pipes, but the viscosity of that thing was completely different from that of water vapor. It seemed to be maintaining the space here in a specific condition so that the countless devices could operate normally.

Roche could only recognize certain matter reactors and void printing devices similar to those on his ship, which were constantly replicating various different machines under the control of invisible forces.

Scarlet light flowed across various gauges and display screens, with only a few flashing a verdant green luster. It was obvious that the equipment here was not very grand.

"The Golden Throne has never been a single individual creation. Strictly speaking, perhaps the entire throne room, or even the entire Terra Palace, is part of the Golden Throne."

Malcador said with emotion, using his psychic power to clear away the white mist in front of him, revealing countless more complex pipe systems.

They seemed to have accidentally entered the belly of a giant python, and the tubes inside were its intricate internal organs.

Although Luo Xi could not understand these things in a short period of time, with his intuition and experience, the beauty of these machines proved that they were the crystallization of talent and wisdom.

Science and technology and human instinctive aesthetics often have something in common. If you feel that a certain technology, certain formulas, or certain technological creations can bring about an instinctive sense of beauty, then it is likely to be effective.

This is a simple empirical science, but it often works very well most of the time.

"Some of these technological creations are used to maintain the existence of the Golden Throne, some support our [Artificial Webway] project, and of course some are the source of power for the defense system of the entire Terra Palace."

"The core of Terra's Aegis defense system is located here."

Malcador explained to Roxie, while Dorn continued to follow silently behind.

Dorn didn't come here often, because the Custodians resisted the Primarch's arrival. Contrary to what many humans imagine, as creations of the Emperor, the relationship between the Primarchs and the Emperor's Custodians was far from harmonious. Some Custodians even harbored a natural hostility and wariness towards the Primarchs and Space Marines. Humans didn't have much of a concrete concept of size; when the scale was limited to centimeters, decimeters, and meters, they could still use themselves as a relatively simple reference point.

But when this scale reaches hundreds of meters or even kilometers, tiny creatures like humans lose their perception of size.

For example, the largest and most eye-catching mechanical creation in the throne room is this one. Its surface has a gold-like luster. It is placed on a golden metal door driven by a machine. The door can easily accommodate the entry and exit of a Warlord-class Titan.

Countless energy lines and rune circuits spread across the several-kilometer-high golden throne, forming a complex array that no one could understand. Even with just a glance, the amount of information contained in it almost made Luo Xi dizzy.

"Who designed and built it? In my opinion, it undoubtedly exceeds the limits of human beings."

Luo Xi sighed from the bottom of his heart. Although he didn't think he was a top scientist, he was still acceptable.

Having lived for so many years, he has more or less learned a lot of cutting-edge knowledge, and relying on the advantage of immortality, he has transformed a small part of it into his own.

Many of the talented scientists who had pushed human civilization forward were his classmates at the Pan-Solar Union University. Although compared to them, Roche was just a tiny star whose luster was taken away by the sun, but when the sun sets, the tiny star still shines.

It is precisely because he has witnessed so many outstanding and extraordinary geniuses that Luo Xi always maintains a humble and cautious heart.

There were actually more creatures in the throne room than one might have imagined. Roxi saw that between those large machines and containers, there were hundreds of technical priests and modified servitors in red robes working attentively.

"Those are not members of the Mechanicum of Mars," Malcador said. "They are Tech-Priests who are subordinate to the Emperor and utterly loyal to the Imperium. Our allies, the other side of the Double-Headed Eagle, have also experienced a schism."

Malcador was referring to the Martian Civil War. The effects of the Horus Heresy were not limited to the Imperium. In fact, the Imperial allies, the Mechanicus of Mars, also betrayed the Imperium, and even the Fabricator-General Kyber-Hal sided with Horus.

There are a large number of tubes and cables on the Golden Throne leading to the mysterious space below the palace. Roxi knows that it is a portal connected to the Eldar's Webway, and it is also a laboratory where humans try to build an artificial Webway.

He felt something in his heart. It was the discovery of the Golden Throne and the Eldar Webway that gave the Emperor the idea of ​​establishing the Human Empire. Everything, the death and sacrifice of billions of people in the galaxy, and the dedication of countless loyal people, were all for the operation of this golden machine in front of him.

The Golden Throne has long been tied to the fate of mankind, and now it is on the brink of collapse. The damage to the webway has caused endless demons to attack the throne world of mankind.

"Is the Emperor sitting there?" Luo Xi looked up. The Golden Throne was located at the top of this technological creation from ancient times. It was like a super-giant pyramid, perhaps more than several kilometers high.

"Yes, there is a greatest man out there who is suffering beyond anyone's imagination."

"He sacrificed himself for the survival of mankind."

Machado said, and everyone was in silence.

This is the greatest sacrifice in human history.

(End of this chapter)