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

Chapter 655: Plague King Chagatai (Three in One) Request for monthly ticket
Ryan may not know what Ouroboros is, nor what Plague Heart is, but he knows the last thing.

【Tuqiucha Engine】.

After he discovered the Tuchucha Engine in the Perditus Galaxy, he even had a fierce conflict with the Death Guard led by Karas Typhon before he successfully took control of it.

It was precisely because of Tuchucha's ability to teleport efficiently and accurately in the Warp that the Dark Angels were able to defeat the Night Lords and Konrad Curze more easily, and despite the influence of the Ruinstorm, break through to Guilliman's Macragge.

Ryan thought carefully and realized that the connection between him and the Tuchucha engine was so deep.

It can be said that if there were no alien creation of unknown origin, the current situation in the galaxy would be even more confusing.

Without Tuchucha, he could not break through the Storm of Destruction and follow the flash of Faros to reunite with the Five Hundred Worlds.

Without the reunion, would he be able to reach Terra now and command the Imperial army against Horus here?

Facing an Imperial garrison without reinforcements, Horus would be able to launch an attack on Terra more easily and brutally.

Ryan couldn't imagine how terrible it would be if he never returned to Terra.

He claims to be the most loyal Primarch, but if he has missed the entire Heresy and is wandering around with the most powerful Dark Angels Legion, is that loyal or disloyal?

The lion wiped away these distracting thoughts in his heart. Many times, things cannot be thought about too carefully, as thinking will lead to heresy, and heresy will induce betrayal.

"I originally thought that Tuchucha was the creation of some extinct alien civilization." Ryan said.

"In the secret vaults of the Dark Angels, there are many alien creations of unknown origin, but a large part of them are classified as human heritage from the Dark Technology Age."

Ruth listened and scratched his head because he had no idea about these things.

They, the Space Wolves, cannot compare with the Dark Angels in terms of foundation, or rather, no other legion can compare with the Dark Angels.

Ryan also doubted the Tuchucha engine at first, but it controlled a mortal robot servant that expressed a strong willingness to cooperate and was willing to offer the highest loyalty to the Lion King.

Because Tuchucha's existence was indeed a huge advantage, Ryan reluctantly tolerated its existence.

However, when the Dark Angels and Blood Angels returned to defend Terra, he gave the Tuchucha Engine to them out of "love" for Guilliman, so that Guilliman would also have super mobility to face the rebels.

This is definitely not to shift the blame to someone else for this alien creature whose origin is unknown and whose harm is unknown!

"Anyway, with the expansion capabilities of Guilliman's descendants, even if half of the Ultramarines die, they can be revived with full health in a few years."

"Why not let him try out the Tuchucha engine for me, so as to help the empire solve its problems."

Lion is a typical thick-skinned and black-hearted person. He doesn't care at all that he might have secretly betrayed Guilliman.

"But Saltana said that we must never let these three beings merge into one. Doesn't that mean that the Tuchucha Engine may have found me for this reason?"

A light flashed through Ryan's mind, and everything seemed to be strung together by a thread.

Ouroboros is imprisoned on his legion's home planet Caliban, and as long as one can get close to him and gain his trust, one can naturally get close to Ouroboros.

And once he gets the Tuchucha Engine back to Caliban, it's hard to say exactly what will happen.

He smelled secrecy and conspiracy.

Lion had made up his mind that no matter how useful this thing was, as long as he dealt with Horus, he would immediately find Guilliman to ask for the Tuchucha Engine back and do everything he could to destroy it.

Since the combination of these three things will lead to terrible things, it is better to destroy them and never worry about whether they will merge again.

As Luther listened to the conversation between the three people, he suddenly felt that his worldview had been refreshed.

It turns out that the world outside Caliban is so wonderful, and they are just frogs in the well, fighting with giant beasts every day.

The level of civilization on Caliban is in a state where primitive and advanced coexist. The overall technological level is no more than that of the Middle Ages, and some items excavated from ancient colonial ships are even more advanced than what Ryan Johnson has.

But he was not a man who was too ambitious. Now that the contradiction between them and the Sirius Knights had been laid out and made clear, there would naturally be no more conflicts.

When Saltana told Luther and Russ the secret of Caliban, it meant that they too must abide by the traditions and responsibilities of the Knights of Sirius.

They must control the number of behemoths to an appropriate level to balance the relationship between the plague of behemoths and chaos corruption.

"Thanks to Ryan for coming forward today, otherwise a complete war would have broken out between us."

Luther said with some emotion, "Even if the Order Knights can destroy the Sirius Knights, they will have to pay a heavy price. Moreover, this kind of infighting will only benefit the Behemoths and Chaos."

Saltana nodded in agreement. Originally, he brought three knights to negotiate with Leman Russ this time to warn them not to slaughter the behemoths again.

And now their mission has been exceeded, and they have even brought the Knights of Order and other allies to the same front.

"As a token of my sincerity, I can take you to our Sirius Knights' monastery, Saint Gerula, to see if we are really sheltering those behemoths."

"Although we have stopped you from wantonly slaughtering the behemoths, it does not mean that we are on the same side as the behemoths. We just need to use them to protect humans."

"Everyone's paths are different, but the goal is the same. We are all human beings."

Saltana's words made Luther blush. Just as the other party said, many Caliban knights, including him, believed that the Sirius Knights were traitors who had betrayed the interests of mankind.

For the power of the giant beast, they turned to the alien race without any bottom line.

With the intervention of Ryan Johnson, the war that originally broke out between the Knights of Sirius and the Knights of Order was perfectly resolved. The two sides even turned enemies into friends and united their front.

When Leman Russ and Luther announced the news, the many members of the Knights of Order who were waiting outside and ready to go to war at any time were stunned.

They also didn't know why the enemy suddenly became an ally, and Lord Saltana personally led the way, taking Russ and Luther to visit the fortress monastery of St. Gerula.

Amid such complex emotions, thousands of Caliban knights formed a mighty team, and it was Saltana who led the way.

With the leadership of the Lord of the Sirius Knights, they successfully penetrated into the northern wilderness and saw a grand and solemn city monastery.

It was not until they entered that they discovered that rows of giant iron cages were neatly distributed throughout the city of Saint Gerula.

And inside these iron cages are ferocious Caliban beasts.

According to visual observation, the largest beast was even more than 50 meters long. However, the snake-like beast was tied tightly in an iron cage with thousands of chains and could only roar in anger to intimidate humans.

"What a great city of beasts!" Rus praised.

"I like here."

What Saltana said was true, the Sirius Knights were really imprisoning the behemoths, not using them.

"If we lead our troops into the city and these beasts are released from their cages, we will face an extremely brutal battle."

Sweat oozed from Luther's palms, as if he had already imagined the scene of them attacking Saint Gerula, only to run into a tide of giant beasts breaking out of their cages.

To say that there were heavy casualties is already an understatement in the positive direction. Even if the entire army was wiped out here it would not be surprising.

Each of the Caliban beasts has its own talents, and some can even control incredible powers such as fire and thunder. In the past, even if they wanted to hunt the beasts, they needed to make a plan and lure the beasts away alone before they could take action.

"Fortunately, we have now turned our enemies into friends, and we don't have to suffer such heavy casualties."

“In fact, in addition to helping humans share the corruption of Chaos, the existence of these behemoths also shaped the Knights of Caliban and our cultural traditions.” Saltana said earnestly.

"If the behemoths become extinct, then the foundation and meaning of the Knights' existence will also disappear. Without the threat of the behemoths, turmoil will arise within our society, which will in turn cause our civilization to fall into decline."

"According to the knowledge recorded in our library, there is a very vivid phrase that describes this dilemma."

Sartana recited in a certain language with clear pronunciation: "Without external enemies and internal threats, the country will always perish if the legalists at home and abroad oppose the people."

As the Primarch of the Genes, Lion Jonson was born with a vast amount of knowledge that the Emperor could not master in his entire life. He naturally knew that this sentence came from the ancient dragon kingdom to the east of the Terra Palace.

"What you said makes sense, but not entirely correct," Ryan said.

"Hmm?" Lord Saltana motioned for Lion to express his opinion. For some reason, he always felt that the strange giant in front of him was more like a real Caliban compared to Leman Russ.

"You are talking about the premise that Caliban is just an isolated planet. In such a closed situation, we can only rely on the behemoths to unite and rally our people."

Ryan sighed.

Compared to the older Lord of the Sirius Knights, he had a broader vision and had seen the scenery of the entire galaxy.

“If we step out of the confines of Caliban and look at the entire galaxy, humans are one of the most powerful civilizations.

In this era, humans are the protagonists, while the other Orks, Eldar, Necrons and countless aliens are just defeated enemies. "

"Humanity has never lacked the threat of powerful enemies. Or rather, humanity itself has grown tenaciously from countless threats and climbed to the position of galactic overlord with courage and tenacity."

"We should take a longer-term view, not just limited to this planet. We have many ways to unite humanity."

Lord Saltana was stunned, and only after a long time did he let out a deep breath.

"Perhaps you are right. I am an old man who cannot keep up with the times. Since you and Leman Russ appeared, everything on Caliban has undergone tremendous changes."

"Perhaps one day the behemoth will no longer be our great enemy, and the real great enemy will come from the galaxy, from the subspace opposite to us."

Beings like Luther and Saltana are the best and heroes born on Caliban. If it weren't for Ryan and Russ, they would be the group standing at the top of Caliban.

Their strength, strategy, and vision are at the top of the list among mortals, but compared to these two giants from outer space, they are far inferior.

Luther looked at the two Primarchs with some emotion, and couldn't help feeling frustrated.

Ordinary people might not be able to see how terrifying the Primarch was, but a chosen one like him could more clearly see the Primarch's extraordinary qualities.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even surpass the instincts that the Primarch had imprinted in his genes.

The skills and methods they had worked so hard to learn and come up with, the Primarchs could learn them just by using their brains.

This is really frustrating.

"What will it be like outside of Caliban?"

Luther subconsciously raised his head, peering through the magnificent, colorful glazed dome of Saint Gerula's central castle toward the mysterious Milky Way. He became curious and wanted to see the wider world.

Suddenly, Luther felt something strange.

Under the refraction of the colorful glazed sky, some strange spots of light flickered faintly, which were not in Luther's memory.

The Calibans were well versed in astronomy, which allowed them to determine directions in the dangerous jungle, but the few bright stars that appeared in the sky were completely unfamiliar.

Luther's abnormality also attracted the attention of the three people present, and a sharp alarm suddenly broke out in the ancient central castle.

Ryan found the object that sounded the alarm. It was a dismantled object from an ancient colonial spaceship displayed in the castle library.

The Calibans had lost their knowledge of this subject, so they preserved it as some kind of precious relic.

However, the lion recognized that this thing was actually a component of some kind of scanning array. Even after being disassembled, it could still maintain a minimum level of operation by absorbing sunlight.

"Saltana, Luther, the galaxy you envision is not as safe as you imagined. At least it is not safe now."

Ryan said in a heavy tone, full of solemnity.

"The bright stars you see are the sunlight reflected by the warships. There is a group of strange warships hovering in Caliban's low-Earth orbit and space."

"We don't know the other party's intentions, but it is most likely an enemy rather than a friend."

Russ also realized the seriousness of the problem. He was the second Primarch to be found by the Emperor after Horus, so he knew the time when the All-Father found each of his later brothers.

At least at this point in time, the Emperor had not yet come to Caliban, nor had he retrieved Lion's Jonson.

If it wasn't the Emperor, who sent those warships?
This question is terrifying if you think about it carefully.

"That fleet undoubtedly controls the orbit, and we on Caliban are still in the Age of Knights. There is absolutely no way to resist."

"Luther, Saltana, go and evacuate the people in the fortress monastery to the shelter immediately."

"All Caliban knights, arm yourself immediately and prepare for war. We don't know whether they are enemies or friends, so be prepared for the worst."

Compared to Leman Russ, Lion's reaction was even quicker. He immediately began issuing orders, setting the entire Caliban in motion.

"clear."

Luther and Saltana agreed immediately, even though they didn't know the giant named Lion Jonson.

Theoretically, they don't have to obey each other's commands and orders, but out of an instinctive sense of trust, they still start to act according to the orders of the Lion King.

It was as if he was a natural leader, an invincible commander.

"By the way, Luther, send me a group of skilled craftsmen and clever knights. It's not like there is nothing on Caliban that can resist. Those ancient colony ships that crashed on Caliban still have weapon arrays that can be used."

"I know where those things are and how to activate them. These are the few means of self-defense we have."

Ryan's order gave everyone a backbone. At this stage, Caliban had almost no resistance to the threats from space, and even a hero like Luther didn't know what to do.

Yesterday they were still riding on their trained beasts, fighting against the ferocious beasts in the jungles of Caliban, but who would have known that today they would have to fight against enemies from outer space.

"You are better at this. I am not good at commanding large-scale operations." Russ said with a smile.

This is also a common problem among the Space Wolves. They are very good at fighting in small packs on the battlefield and hunting down enemies.

However, it is quite regrettable that such a large Space Wolves cannot find a commander as powerful as Corswain and Astelan.

Even Bjorn, the best surviving wild wolf, is still far inferior to the true top Astartes.

"Everyone is doing their job." Ryan did not have a trace of arrogance. He was trying to use his teleportation ability to see if he could directly transfer the knights of Caliban to the unknown warship.

Otherwise, with Caliban as a lone star resisting, even if the enemy just stayed in orbit and bombed it, it would be enough to turn the entire planet into scorched earth.

"You've really changed a lot, Ryan." Russ stared at his brother seriously. "The arrogance you had in the past has almost disappeared. If you were the same as before, you would at least be proud of yourself in your heart."

"We are all changing, aren't we? In such a big world, who can truly remain unchanged?" Ryan's expression was as calm as a still pond, and he was just silently arranging countermeasures.

Luther and Saltana were extremely efficient and quickly activated the inherited immigrant ship weapon arrays.

The first group of immigrants to Caliban originally built a castle fortress near the crashed battleship. However, after thousands of years of reinforcement and construction, the original hull structure had long been buried deep underground.

And now, under Ryan's guidance, these immigrant ships from the dark technological age have been activated again.

Strictly speaking, all the things buried underground in Caliban are relic-level weapons. Even if it is just the most rubbish immigrant ship, the destructive power it can unleash can even catch up with the weapon systems manufactured by the Human Empire.

"We have to strike first, no matter what, we have to fire first."

Lion rejected Luther's idea of ​​continuing to wait for the enemy's reaction. In his opinion, even if it was the Empire's warships, staying in Caliban's orbit for so long would have already threatened the safety of the Primarch's home planet.

Even if it's an accidental injury, it doesn't matter.

The knights in the fortress monastery immediately followed the Primarch's instructions and activated the weapon system that had been dormant for thousands of years.

The reactors began to recharge, and after such a long time, they were still able to operate.

A cold and ruthless energy ray split the sun's brilliance, and a solar flare broke through the atmosphere and locked onto a small warship in orbit at the speed of light.

With Leman Russ's sharp roar, Caliban gave the invaders a bloody lesson.

The machine soul is roaring. It has been silent for thousands of years, and now it finally shows the value of its existence.

It was visible to the naked eye that a dazzling fire suddenly erupted in Caliban's orbit. Although no sound could be heard, the gorgeous explosion was clearly visible.

The warship of unknown origin quickly fell towards the surface of Caliban. The broken wreckage of the warship burned fiercely in the atmosphere. In an instant, the entire sky of Caliban became more brilliant and bright.

Relying on the Primarch's powerful vision, Ryan and Russ vaguely observed that the other party's warship might not be a human one.

Because the exaggeratedly slender streamlined hull, huge solar sail and sharp side ram are all things that the warships of the Human Empire do not have.

The biggest feature of the Human Empire's warships is their great power and they are filled with a simple and primitive punk aesthetic. Most of the warships do not have any extra decorations.

Moreover, its hull is not made of fine gold, ceramic steel and plastic steel. Based on Ryan's experience, it should be the spiritual bone material unique to the Eldar.

"According to the information given to us by the Eldar prophet Uslan, the vessel that fell should be a small warship called the Shadow Hunter-class frigate."

"The people coming are the Eldar? Why? Where did they come from?"

"In my impression, Caliban has nothing to do with the Eldar. On the contrary, Chagatai's Chogoris and Vulkan's Nocturne have a lot to do with the Eldar."

The Eldar frigate had lost its power system, but had not completely disintegrated.

After all, those relic warships on Caliban had been eroded by thousands of years and had not been properly maintained. The fact that they could be launched was a blessing from the Emperor and a great joy to the Machine Soul.

Ryan immediately led a group of elite Knights of Order to the crash site to check the details.

"Something's wrong."

Ryan witnessed the Eldar warship burning in front of him. This giant made of elf bone material had been deeply embedded in the surface rock of Caliban, with only a small half exposed.

Perhaps because it was too small, the battleship did not suffer a disintegrating explosion. Ryan could roughly see the battleship's shape and part of its internal structure.

But what was strange was that instead of seeing the body of an Eldar, Ryan saw some broken human limbs.

A large amount of mold grew on the hull of the spirit bone ship, and an unknown liquid like mucus was rapidly flowing out of the cabin, polluting the surrounding land.

A foul odor hit the nose, and the strong corrosive smell made every Caliban knight frown, and they had to resist it with their own will.

The same situation applies to those mortals who have managed to remain intact. Their bodies are torn, with all kinds of horrific scars and holes all over their bodies. Even their intestines are exposed, slowly wriggling and struggling.

"This is the power of Nurgle. I sense a similar aura to the Death Guard."

Ryan looked serious and told the unfortunate news.

"I'm not a Death Guard, bro."

“This is a huge slander.”

The next second, behind the crashed Eldar warship, a light gate more than ten meters high quickly opened.

From the opened webway gate, a majestic figure wearing a dark green crown and a withered cloak behind him slowly walked out.

He had a face that was familiar to Ryan Johnson, but the powerful aura and evil spirit emanating from him made the Lion King frown.

"Chagatai?"

The lion said in disbelief.

His most free and easy-going eagle brother had now become arrogant and domineering.

Chagatai's armor was an ominous yellow-green color, and the blood that had long since dried outlined the shape of a decayed eagle on his shoulder armor and breastplate.

But unlike the previously unrestrained Lightning Eagle, the giant eagle had withered wings, and its sharp claws were still tightly grasping a rotten corpse's head. The head still had fragments of flesh and blood, revealing a hideous and terrifying expression.

A strong breath of death was blowing in his face, and even Ryan couldn't help but tremble all over.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen the scene of his head being chopped off by Chagatai's scimitar and the head being tied around his waist with a rope as a decoration.

Chagatai Khan's right hand had undergone serious mutations. His hideous and terrifying claws seemed to be stained with blood that would never fade, and they were flashing with a dirty cold light.

"I am Attila's Whip of the Galaxy's Ten Thousand Clans, I am the Destroyer of the Real Universe, I am the Plague King Chagatai Khan."

"As my brother, you are qualified to submit to me, Lionel Johnson."

(End of this chapter)