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

Chapter 430: Luojia Changes (Please Subscribe)

"I have always believed in fair trade. It is a mutual agreement between you and me, and I am chosen by the four gods."

"My reputation is known throughout the High Heavens."

Vashtor handed the contract and agreement he had given to Horus. Ezekiel Abaddon looked at the contract that was constantly unfolding and suddenly felt a headache.

Let him lead the team to kill people, even if it means risking his life, charging into battle is no problem at all.

But paperwork was even more terrifying to Abaddon than facing the Orc Emperor.

At that time, Horus brought Abaddon and fifty of the most elite Gastlin Terminator guards to board the ship and behead the Orc Emperor Urak Ugr of Ullanor.

When facing those terrifying orcs, Abaddon showed great fighting power and vitality. All the other Terminator battle brothers were killed, but he was still alive and well to the end.

But the Wolf God was different from his son. He never lacked patience. Horus used his psychic power to pick up Vashtor's contract and began to identify word by word whether there were any hidden text traps and loopholes in it.

The Primarchs read all the details of the contract with just a glance, which was nothing to their extraordinary brains.

"This Vashtor... is indeed a kind-hearted demon." Horus sighed in his heart.

Vashtor actually did not set any traps in the terms. His demands and everything he could provide were all written in the contract. Such a sincere demon really opened Horus' eyes.

"I am not a follower of the Lord of Change. I do not have the habit of playing tricks and deceptions like those blue-haired big birds. In the subspace, I am the most rule-abiding existence."

Although people instinctively feel extremely uncomfortable with a Warp Demon with psychic fire burning all over his body saying these nonsense with such confidence, it seems that He really does say that.

"I can provide you with enchanted armor, a new type of equipment that can fight against the cursed. I can also provide you with space wrecks salvaged from the Sea of ​​Souls and sunken ancient warships. You only need to pay a small amount of repair fees.
I can even hire my troops to you. They are all guys who cannot repay my debts and have to sell their real names and souls to me to repay the accumulated interest. As long as some of the interest is waived, they will fight bravely and fearlessly. "

Even someone as slow-witted as Abaddon swallowed his saliva silently. He felt that he could ask Kyberhar and his group of crazy oil men to get away from him. Compared with this ally, the Dark Mechanicus was really a weakling.

Vashtor seemed to sense Abaddon's thoughts. He turned his body and made a crisp sound of gears turning.

"I am the god that Kebhar and his followers worship. Every time they make a crazy invention or find a lost technological artifact, it will increase my power."

The self-introduction of the Lord of the Forge made Horus even more cautious. If it was really as He said, then what was the relationship between Vashtor and the Messiah Om and the God of Machines worshipped by the Mechanicus?
Horus picked out a clause from the contract and read out Vashtor's demands in his deep and rich voice.

"soul?"

The Lord of the Furnace's requirements are not difficult. As long as you sacrifice the souls and flesh of humans or other alien races to him according to the above requirements, the deal can be made.

For Horus, this request was simply... no request.

The Great Speaker alone raised a storm of destruction in the Extreme Star Field, which sacrificed hundreds of billions of mortals on dozens of planets. Human life is the cheapest thing for them. The Empire has more than one million life planets in the Milky Way, and the number of mortals is incalculable.

"To overthrow my father, the false emperor full of lies, the sacrifice of mortals is worth it," said Horus.

"The Blackstone Fortress is my gift to you. It is the Chosen One of the Four Gods. It is a creation of the Eldar gods and has its own wisdom and thinking. You need to activate and control the Blackstone Fortress to use its power."

With a flicker of fire, the Forge Master, who had made a pact with Horus, vanished, as if he had never been there. Only the Chaos Eight-Pointed Star symbol still remained on the deck of the Vengeful Spirit, symbolizing his presence and the guidance he had left behind.

"Ezekel, inform my other brothers that when they conquer the worlds of the Empire, they should reduce the killing of mortals. Every human should contribute to the great cause and should not be wasted."

Horus spoke gently, but the message he conveyed was endless blood and sacrifice.

"I understand, my father." Abaddon's face was full of fanaticism and excitement. He only paid a few insignificant mortals to reap such a reward. Anyway, those mortals were like weeds, and there would be another crop after they were cut.

Horus nodded with satisfaction. Although he knew that Vashtor must have other deeper plans and the conditions he offered were too generous and beyond what he called a fair deal, did it matter?
No matter what intentions and ambitions that Warp Demon had, as long as he could help Horus' great cause, the Wolf God would pretend not to see them.

A Chaos Undivided Warp Demon who does not obey the Four Chaos Gods would never be so honest.

As the saying goes, a traitor may appear loyal. Although the Lord of the Forge appeared to be very easy to deal with and even told them clues about the Blackrock Fortress, this was nothing more than a bait released by Vashtor in order to gain greater benefits.

In fact, there is often no obvious difference between Warp demons and humans. They all have their own selfish interests and plans, and Horus is well aware of this.

"My brother, thank you for your hard work." Horus praised, but the Great Bearer did not show much joy.

Horus's bossing him around made Lorgar have more inappropriate thoughts in his heart.

"I need you to bring Fulgrim back. Our great war has just begun. He cannot leave and indulge himself within the six rings of the Prince of Pleasure's silver palace."

Speaking of the Primarch of the Emperor's Children, Horus' tone darkened. Fulgrim had sacrificed part of Perturabo's essence on the Crone World of the Eldar in exchange for his own ascension. The Wolf God hated Fulgrim's act of backstabbing his brother.

But at the moment they need the power of every rebellious Primarch, Perturabo is one, Fulgrim is one, and Horus must mediate their conflict or postpone it until after the overthrow of the Emperor's rule.

"Don't let me down again, Luojia. I'm waiting for your good news." said the figure on the throne. The warp echoed under his voice, which was the projection of endless surging power.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure from Horus, Lorgar couldn't help but sweat on his back. He couldn't endure it any longer.

"At your command, Warmaster." Lorgar changed his address, seeming to truly submit to his brother completely.

The Great Bearer then turned away, striding from the throne room and the Vengeful Spirit, and boarded the Triumvirate, accompanied by his Blessed Son, to leave Horus' fleet.

"Father, do you really want to find Fulgrim? He has already gone deep into the Prince of Pleasure's chambers. Perhaps the Phoenix will never come back." A blessed son beside Lorgar said in confusion.

The Great Speaker held the Staff of the Enlightener in his hand. He looked back coldly at the huge Spirit of Vengeance with a complicated expression on his face.

"I will seek Fulgrim back, even if it means breaking into the Six Rings of Slaanesh... but it will be for my own sake."

Luo Jia seemed to have made some kind of decision, his tone was grim, and those blessed sons also became excited.

They were fed up with their father being submissive beside the Warmaster. That was not the way the Lord of the Word Bearers behaved. Horus did not know how to respect his brothers. Why should Lorgar be inferior to others?

The four gods can choose Horus or someone else.

(End of this chapter)