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

Chapter 473: Becoming the Messiah of Ohm

Although the Emperor repeatedly emphasized that he would not let the Dark Lord wake up, Roxi still looked at him with a doubtful look.

According to him, the so-called Dark Lord and the Emperor are two sides of the same coin, but the Emperor is now in control, while the theoretical Warp God is still in a dormant state.

This sleep may be temporary or permanent.

Once the Emperor becomes a god, his Dark Lord side will be awakened. The most powerful, evil and destructive Dark Lord will be the first to destroy the human race that gave birth to him, just as Slaanesh once did.

This may be one of the reasons why the Emperor is so powerful. It can be said that as long as he wants, he can become a being comparable to the Four Chaos Gods, or even surpass them.

"I will not allow the Dark Lord to be born, so the fifth Chaos God's seat will not have its own owner."

The emperor suddenly laughed.

"Then naturally, Vashtor who is behind me will not be able to sit down either. As long as the Dark Lord is not born, Vashtor's dream of ascending to a higher level will not be realized."

Luo Xi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the so-called Vashtor jumped out so hastily and even interfered with Betagarmon.

It turns out that He was the dog that was stoned.

Anyone would be anxious and angry if their lifelong wish was ruthlessly blocked by the emperor.

"But the fact that you mentioned Vashtor as the master of the Soul Forge and Forge sounds like it completely defies our scientific system."

Luo Xi was a little confused as to why the Emperor would let him go.

Whether it was the war fleet built from his STC inventory or the latest Iron Man Legion, it would be suicidal to go against the Lord of the Forge who was in charge of casting and part of the technological authority.

The Emperor suddenly said, his voice becoming mechanical and cold.

"Vashtor is the God of Forging, but the God of Forging is not Vashtor."

"It is just a somewhat powerful candidate at the moment. What qualifications does it have to call itself the God of Technology and Foundry?"

"As long as it has not completely reached the end of the road to godhood, it is still just a candidate."

Roche applauded the Emperor's sudden domineering declaration. Perhaps Neos looked embarrassed now trapped on the Golden Throne, but don't forget that when the Emperor personally led his army to reconquer the galaxy, so many evil gods and aliens never dared to show their heads.

Because once the head shows up, it’s gone in seconds.

What was Vashtor doing at that time? If it was really that powerful, it would have come out long ago to overthrow the Emperor and kick out the obstacle in its way.

Why would a truly powerful being care about the ranking? Of course, they would kill the guy in front of them who was blocking the way, and then push themselves up.

As the Red Fools were induced by the Warp to commit heinous mistakes, the Emperor had to grit his teeth and pay the heavy price for the fate of mankind and was unable to deal with these jumping clowns personally.

"In the belief system of the Mechanicus, the Primordial Power, the God of All Machines, and Om Messiah form a complete trinity, and the role of Om Messiah in this system does point to me."

"And in the strict sense, the God of All Things refers to the Void Dragon."

The emperor continued to tell some secrets that Luo Xi didn't know. Luo Xi listened with gritted teeth. If the bastard Neos had explained the matter clearly earlier, he wouldn't have wasted so much energy.

"After the God of All Machines was defeated by me, he was sealed in the Eternal Night Labyrinth on Mars. Over the long years, I have collected all the beliefs directed towards the God of All Machines. After all, belief is meaningless to a star god."

Luo Xi felt a toothache as he listened to these supreme secrets of the Mechanicus.

The Emperor was really screwed over by those idiots. The birth of the Mechanicus itself was the Emperor's plan, and it was established for his plan from the very beginning.

Furthermore, if the oil men knew that their prophet Ohm Messiah defeated and imprisoned the God of Machines, who knows if they would immediately rise up and head to Mars to release their god.

By then, even his advanced technology community would not be able to suppress such a huge conflict. Luo Xi suddenly didn't want to know all the shit the Emperor had done.

Trouble!
Moreover, the emperor certainly did not say so much in vain. This old man is well-known for his ability to have reasons behind everything he does, and he will never waste any time and energy doing unnecessary things.

Luo Xi had a premonition that big trouble was coming. His premonitions were always accurate. The last time he had this feeling was when that Macragge man frantically asked him to do a job for him.

Guilliman was indeed his biological son, just like Neos. "I have something else to do, so I'll leave now." Roshi was about to run away, but the Emperor's divine power fixed him in place.

Neos was completely shameless, he just started to pull a cow or a horse to death.

"You can't leave. Help me, my friend."

"I have no other choice."

Listening to the emperor's plea, Luo Xi hesitated again and again, but finally sighed and turned around, and the restraining power on his body immediately dissipated.

“Listen, I will pass on to you the faith of the God of All Things that I have collected over the years, as well as the authority of the Om Messiah that I carry.

My friend, I am trapped on the Golden Throne and am no longer able to intervene in the fight with Vashtor. You are the most suitable person to do so."

"Go, become the true Messiah of Om, and tell that little jerk Vashtor who is the true god of forging and technology."

The Emperor stuffed a ball of spiritual energy shining with holy light into Roche's brain. In an instant, Roche felt a brightness in front of his eyes, and the sound of countless gears and machines running in harmony surged in his mind.

Some of the problems that had troubled him in the past were solved instantly. His thinking became extremely sharp and active, and his understanding of the world was changing every minute.

Even the incomprehensible knowledge stored in the Red Alert's STC database did not seem so obscure to him at this moment. It would only take some time to comprehend it.

Luo Xi looked at his palms. He felt the transmission and operation between his bones and muscles. He could feel the blood transporting oxygen and nutrients to all parts of the body while carrying metabolic waste away from the body.

He could feel the transmission of bioelectric signals between each neuron. In his eyes, the world was not just light and shadow, but abstracted into more complex coordinates and dimensions, and the interconnection and entanglement of countless particles and energies.

"Is this...this how Om Messiah feels?"

Luo Xi even felt that he was omnipotent, although his reason told him that this was just an illusion. He did have greater abilities, but he was by no means omnipotent.

"Neos, you are really willing to do this." Luo Xi sighed.

"Are you really not worried that I will abuse the power you gave me?"

Although Ohm Messiah is the prophet of the God of Machines, it is not wrong to say that he is the God of Machinery, because the real God of Machinery has been beaten to the point of being unable to take care of himself.

Only an emperor could cut off the power so cleanly and transfer it directly to others.

"Power means nothing to me. You are more suited to it than I am, my friend."

“With power comes responsibility. When you have power, you will naturally take on the responsibility that comes with it.”

"Go ahead and do what you think is right."

"Go and become the Ohm Messiah."

The Emperor used his psychic power to send Roche away from the Golden Throne, leaving her alone to endure endless suffering and torture.

His eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through the barriers of time and space and see an increasingly complicated and chaotic future.

Originally, he did not intend to transfer the duties of Om Messiah directly to Roshi, because for a mortal, obtaining such power is tantamount to embarking on the so-called path to becoming a god.

Gods are never good things, and the Emperor doesn't want his old friend to follow the same path as himself.

He was able to stick to his human nature, but he didn't know whether Roshi could.

But with Vashtor's intervention, he had to come up with a response.

The Emperor had no choice, and neither did Roche.

In this dark universe, no one has a choice.

(End of this chapter)