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

Chapter 434: Necrons and Iron Men (Please subscribe)
"You don't have to worry about me. This body only carries a trace of my consciousness. Even if I am discovered by your Emperor, I can still run away." Sage Taraxin said. Roxi tasted the smugness in his voice.

Who is worried about you? You, the alien leader, have nothing to do with me, Luo Xi thought to himself.

Strictly speaking, Roshi has had no contact with Trazyn since their encounter in Sotha several years ago. It is difficult for humans to guess the true intentions of a nearly immortal species like the Necrons.

Even though Taraxin had indeed shown a strangely friendly attitude before, Roxi could not judge the other party's friendliness based on this.

After all, it has only been over 30,000 years since humans entered the interstellar age, and the Necrons may have exceeded this number in a single great hibernation.

God knows whether these aliens who have transformed themselves into metal life forms will suddenly have a drastic change of mind.

However, although Roxi still had some doubts about Tarasim, he did not have much ill will towards him. After all, the source of the Black Stone technology they were using now was the alien overlord in front of them.

If other Necron Overlords appeared in the solar system, Roche would have called the fleet and mobilized the Astartes troops to encircle and suppress them long ago.

Although Trazyn looks harmless, this great collector is an outlier among the Necrons. Most of the Necrons have strong malice towards all flesh and blood life.

The old man Trazyn did a good job of covering up his own race. When they first met, he never mentioned what his race had done. Instead, he kept complaining and groaning, portraying the Necrons as victims.

Luo Xi almost believed it at first.

The Necrontyr launched a war against the Old Ones. After being crushed to the ground by the Creator, they sought help from the Star Gods. The War in Heaven that swept across the entire galaxy caused countless killings and deaths, which led to the galaxy becoming the cesspool it is today.

If we really have to investigate, the Necrons should bear primary responsibility. Without the greed and jealousy of the Necron, and without the revenge of the Necrons, there would be no current situation.

As if he could see that Luo Xi had some opinions in his mind, Taraxin sat down slowly and began to speak in a tone as if he was chatting with an old friend.

"I know that those Eldar monkeys have said a lot of bad things about us to you. I have no intention of continuing to defend my race. Everything has already been decided. I just want to say that if you humans were in the same situation as us, the Necrontyr, you would definitely make the same decision."

"The first Silent King had to declare war on the Ancients, otherwise our civilization would have collapsed in civil strife. At that time, it was a wise choice to unite civilization with necessary external enemies. In order to survive and continue, we had no choice."

Luo Xi responded to Taraxin with silence. He understood that what the other party said was an irrefutable truth. Every race would of course use any means necessary to survive.

Although such statements are indeed shameless, whether they are shameless or not is meaningless to civilization.

It’s just that humans now grow up in the mess left behind by the Necrontyr, so they naturally resent the damage that the Necrons have caused to the universe.

"Alright, alright. There's no point in talking about past mistakes. At least we helped you, didn't we? Without our Blackstone technology, your current situation would be much more passive."

Taraxin laughed it off, trying to cover up this embarrassing incident.

"In terms of fighting against the subspace, our positions are the same, Luo Xi. In fact, from my personal emotional inclination, I like you humans as a race."

"I have come from afar, and I am not here to settle scores."

Trazyn spread out his mechanically modified arm. There was only a little flesh and blood on his body. It was the flesh and blood of a mechanical priest that Trazyn possessed a long time ago. Part of the consciousness of the Necron Overlord hacked into the thought matrix of the oil man and turned it into his own shape.

Afterwards, over a long period of time, the body controlled by Taraxin was constantly undergoing mechanical transformation, with less and less flesh and blood and more and more mechanical creations.

He experienced the process of gradually moving from flesh and blood life to mechanical life, just like how the Necrontyr became the Necrons.

"Our race has always wanted to restore our flesh and blood. Hacking into your human bodies like I did and treating them as our own can be considered a form of restoration, but doing so prevents us from restoring our souls." "Flesh and blood are merely a vehicle; the soul is the key. We have lost our souls, devoured by those damned greedy Star Gods. Our race hopes to recover them."

The Necron Overlord talked for a long time before Luo Xi finally figured out what this guy was trying to do.

He wanted to help his race regain its soul.

"Do you think I can do something that you Necrons can't do?" Luo Xi shrugged helplessly.

He wondered where Trazyn's faith in humans came from.

"Machine Soul, in the Dark Age of Technology, you humans once tried to give souls to soulless machines. I thought those humans were bound to fail, but... they actually did it."

“It’s not the intelligent AI achieved by using the Matrix, but the real soul.”

The green light in Sage Trazyn's eyes became more dazzling, and his emotional module became noticeably more intense.

"The soul and the warp are closely related, but unfortunately, since we came out of the bio-conversion furnace, we, the Deathly Fearers, have gained immortal metal bodies, but we have also lost our souls."

"Without a soul, you cannot perceive the warp. Even our best crypt technicians find it difficult to understand the so-called machine soul. But you are different. Although you are weak and fragile, you have a soul."

"Please let me participate in your research project. I believe it will help you avoid detours and extremely hidden pitfalls." Trazyn beguiled, "But in exchange, I also need to obtain relevant research knowledge on how you create machine spirits."

Luo Xi looked at Taraxin with a strange expression. Was he going to say that even humans didn't know how machine souls were born?

The Mechanicus only knows that after a machine is created, if it is blessed and prayed for, it will naturally give birth to a machine soul.

This is purely metaphysical science, if it can be considered a theory that reciting certain prayers to the machine, using certain types of holy oil, or ringing a bronze bell with certain sound wave frequencies can better please the machine spirit.

Luo Xi knew that no matter how he explained or refused, the Necrons, who were almost crazy about souls, would only think that this was human hatred and vigilance towards aliens.

Many times, when it comes to our own lives, we are unable to see through simple truths, or we are unwilling to see through them.

"So you want to take advantage of the opportunity when we lift the ban on the Iron Man to observe how the Machine Soul is born?" Luo Xi asked.

"Indeed, I think your Iron Man life form is highly similar to that of my people. If we can study how you did it, perhaps one day in the future, my people will be able to regain their souls."

“Believe me, if you can do this, even the Silent King of my race will definitely treat you as a guest of honor, and you will gain our eternal friendship.” Trazyn said.

Faced with the olive branch extended by the Necrons, Roxi was momentarily moved, but he was also in a dilemma because Trazyn might not be able to learn anything from him.

However, facing this stubborn Necron overlord, Roche could not refuse him. He could only sigh and acquiesce to his request.

"You won't regret your decision today." Trazyn returned to his original tone.

Roche is also giving up hope. His Ganymede already has abominable intelligence, iron men, and stone men. Now with the addition of a Necron alien overlord, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Anyway, he has the Emperor's support. If anyone has any objections, they can go to the Golden Throne and question the Emperor.

(End of this chapter)