Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines
Chapter 700 Trazyn's Omen
Chapter 700 Trazyn's Omen (Three in One)
Everything that happens in the galaxy, whether it is the tragic and painful civil war of mankind, or the struggling pleas of countless lives.
In the eyes of the Chaos Gods of the Warp, it is just part of a grand game.
Countless races are chess pieces on the table: the Human Empire, the Eldar, the Necrons, the Green Orcs... none of them can escape the fate of being controlled by the big hand in the dark.
The goal that the Emperor is trying his best to achieve is to enable mankind to break free from the fate of being a "chess piece" and escape from this cosmic quagmire of mutual killing and hatred that is like a cesspool.
In this great game, some pieces have been rejected and left idle by the subspace because of their special nature.
The Kolk orcs are one of them.
Compared to the barbaric and primitive-looking Orks, the Kork Orcs look completely different.
They have an incredible and unique technology tree, and possess extremely advanced and extraordinary weapons and war forces.
More importantly, relying on the final wisdom of the ancient saints, they have an extremely high resistance to the corruption and erosion of the warp.
The Kork orc collection that Roxi saw sealed in a stasis field in the Solemnas Tomb World of Trazyn was the last remnant of this race.
Even the Necrons fear this perverted foe.
Therefore, after cooperating with the Star God to defeat the Ancient Saints and becoming the victor of the War in Heaven, the then Silent King ordered the entire galaxy to eliminate all traces of the Kolk Orcs.
It was a relentless pursuit to the death.
As long as there are traces of the appearance of the Kork Orks in a certain galaxy, the Necrons' world engines and space fleets will immediately attack with their inertia-free engines.
They used the heat radiation from stars to burn every planet and every piece of space dust in the galaxy into glass, inside and out.
No wonder the Necrons don't dare to be careless.
These ultimate war weapons created by the ancient saints can survive in any harsh environment.
Even if Gaussian rays were used to grind it to dust, there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be some tiny spores that would be blown away by the wind to some corner and be reborn.
With such tenacious vitality and such fanatical warlike desire, the green-skinned orcs should have been the most beloved race of the Kind Father and the Blood God.
However, when the ancient saints created this war race, they had already left a backup plan.
The two gods, Gomao and Gomao, who were born from the collective consciousness of countless green-skinned orcs, rudely stopped the corruption of the Chaos God.
These lives whose minds are full of war, their wills, their souls, all form a giant local area network in the subspace.
They are independent and have no fear of evil gods. In a sense, Goge and Maoge are the administrators of this local area network.
Even the Chaos God doesn't want to see this uncontrollable race spread again.
If completely out of control, the unstoppable green orcs will exterminate other races in the galaxy.
The evil gods cannot gain emotional power from them, which also means that the universe will completely lose its value to them.
But now, Horus's defeat has tilted the tide of events in the Warp's favor.
They understand that relying solely on the current rebel forces, they can no longer pose a real threat to humanity.
So in this situation, Erebus received revelation from the four gods.
They had Erebus gather the remnants of the traitor army and go free the last of the Kork orcs.
In terms of kinship, the Kork orcs are an atavistic form of the Orcs.
It was only because of the vicious extinction curse that the Necrons had imposed on this race that destroyed their entire evolutionary system, making it impossible for them to revert to their ancestral form and become the Kork Orcs.
Today's Orks are just incomplete and castrated products. The wise guys who once commanded and guided them have all become extinct, so they have become the stupid and barbaric appearance they are today.
The return of a Kirk orc undoubtedly means that this powerful but fragmented species will welcome a leader more powerful than the former orc emperor Ugr Ulak.
No matter how powerful an Ork orc is, it is impossible for it to transform into a Kork orc through atavism, and the Orc Emperor Uger is also an absurdly powerful Ork orc.
There is a gap in the essence of life between them.
At that time, this race, which had become a stepping stone to human glory during the Great Crusade, would accelerate towards the era of restoring its former glory.
Abaddon didn't know whether this was right or wrong.
It is possible that this sudden rise of green-skinned orcs will destroy the human empire, and then these people will still have to hide in the Eye of Terror.
No, perhaps even the Eye of Terror is no longer safe, for the Greenskins are incredibly resistant to the corruption of the Warp.
They will have a desire to challenge any powerful enemy and fight for the sake of fighting.
"How to achieve this goal? The place you mentioned called Solemnas is the territory of the Necrons." Abaddon said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, everything is within my calculations. The original truth has already given us enough inspiration, even if the target is in the hands of the dead bones in the tombs of the Necrons."
"When it comes to dealing with the Necrons, the Forge Master Vashtor has his own ideas."
“He was happy to help us out.”
Erebus said with a smile that after his lobbying and instigation, these rebels who wanted to eat him alive and skin him alive had to hold their noses and accept his existence again.
They even had to rely on Erebus's wisdom. Without him, the rebels wouldn't even be able to find Solemnas.
Everyone's starting point is interests. As long as there are enough interests, it doesn't matter even if there is an irreconcilable hatred.
Didn't you see that Abaddon had let go of his hatred for Horus and was actively standing with him?
His hand of destiny will eventually control everything, and even the gods in the warp cannot escape his calculations.
……
"Ah!"
In the X-Men universe, at the Mars base.
The Necron Overlord, Trazyn the Infinite, who was enjoying the White Queen's private one-on-one mental therapy service, suddenly felt an itch in his nasal cavity and sneezed.
Theoretically, it is impossible for a Necron's body, made of living metal, to sneeze like a human's flesh and blood body.
However, as a peculiar creature among the Necrons, Trazyn the Infinite's "human content" makes many humans feel ashamed.
The White Queen Emma stopped her actions with a bit of awe.
She knew the terrifying thing about this person who looked human but was not human at all.
Relying on his authority, the great sage Trazyn almost treated the White Queen Emma as his own personal therapist.
Whenever he has time, he will come to Emma and let her exert mental control over him, constantly digging out those deep-seated memory fragments.
Whenever Emma helped Trazyn dig out some precious relics from the ruins of her memories, the Endless One was even moved to tears of joy.
Although all of this is just virtual emotions simulated by his thought matrix, it is a projection of a strong obsession with the past.
But these are precious enough.
In fact, many high-ranking Necrons have this kind of obsession.
They will gather together as nobles did in the past, watch plays, and appreciate warrior duels, which makes them feel that they are still alive.
Seeing Emma's panic, Tarasim's mood suddenly improved.
The Necrontyr were originally a slave civilization, and the great Necrontyr needed the service of all kinds of slaves.
Being able to sneeze like a living thing is something that many overlords and emperors of the Necrons are willing to pay galaxy-level wealth to obtain.
Since arriving in this new universe, with the attentive service of a psychic Alpha-level mutant like the White Queen, Trazyn feels that her "human value" has increased again.
Trazyn had only one word to describe his new slave: very smooth.
If he hadn't come to this universe with the Data ideology, given Trazyn's character and respected status, he would definitely have been given some reward.
In terms of treatment alone, Trazyn's treatment of the human servants in his museum is almost the best in the entire galaxy.
Even the people of Guilliman's Macragge wouldn't live so comfortably.
But after feeling comfortable, Taraxin became a little hesitant again. He had a vague feeling that something bad might happen, but he didn't know where the problem would go.
"Strangely, this new universe poses no threat to me.
After all, I don't have any valuable property here, so even if I wanted to threaten you, I couldn't."
"Perhaps this new slave girl I have can be considered a property, but compared to my other extremely valuable possessions, it is still far behind."
Trazyn thought about this and couldn't help but worry about his Solomons Museum.
This time, using Roshi's channel to smuggle into other universes, Taraxin split out the largest part of his original consciousness and sent it over.
His essence is a string of data, and the consciousness left in the Warhammer universe is obviously much more rigid than that in the X-Men universe.
Even the Endless cannot divide their consciousness infinitely, because doing so will cause the degree of mechanization of life to increase sharply.
He was so busy trying to smuggle himself across the border that now it would be a hassle to go back.
At least he can't go back until Luo Xi travels across the universe again.
"I must be overthinking it. My museum has a complete security force.
And our Nihilak dynasty is half-submerged in a pocket dimension due to a catastrophic malfunction in the dimensional stabilization arrays."
"With the current level of human technology and the power of other races, it is impossible to enter the pocket dimension."
Taraxin suddenly felt a little worried. He asked Emma to go back and he went to talk to Rosie about the situation.
He saw everything. Now Roche has unified the human world and stopped the primitive humans on this small planet from killing each other.
Then the next step is obvious. Roche will inevitably take all human beings and rush into the universe to expand the space occupied by his civilization.
Trazyn had seen many races, and they were all like this: expansion, conquest, decline, and destruction.
He just happened to take advantage of this opportunity to explore the endless deep space of the universe.
"When I can travel across the universe, I might be able to create a new exhibition area in my collection museum to house the precious collections I find here."
"Why not name it the Multiverse Museum?"
The Endless One hummed an unknown ancient tune and found Roxi's real body in a laboratory in the Mars base.
He discovered that these humans were plagiarizing the wisdom of the Great Infinite: Roshi often used a body made of secondary living metal to walk the world, while his real body was located in the base camp.
Trazyn felt compelled to collect an intellectual property fee.
Sharokin, hiding in the shadows, stopped Tarasim. Since he woke up, the position of Roshi's bodyguard was back in his hands.
Rather than commanding battles, the Crow of Death prefers to act as an invisible blade in the shadows, carrying out Roche's direct orders.
"I have something to talk to Roshi about." Taraxin looked at Sharokin with a bit of envy, and the desire to collect it in his heart was about to be aroused.
He disappeared without a trace again, and even the Endless couldn't detect much of a trace.
"Damn psychic power." Trazyn cursed inwardly.
"My dear friend, I have something to tell you." Trazyn gave Roxi a warm hug and greeted him.
"You'd better stay away from me." Luo Xi looked at the guy with disgust, and at the same time checked whether he was missing anything.
Trazyn is best at making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.
When he appears in front of you to attract your attention, his other followers will often steal your treasures somewhere else.
"I'm sad that you treat your loyal friend like this," Trazyn said, pretending to squeeze back tears.
"Just now, I suddenly sensed an ominous omen. As a loyal ally, I decided to tell you this news for free."
Luo Xi raised his eyebrows. An ominous sign?
"I thought the Necrons talked about science, but I didn't expect you to talk about metaphysics as well."
"Science and metaphysics will eventually converge. Don't make such a rigid distinction."
Trazyn said: "My ominous omen may come from the Warhammer universe. Something beyond our expectations may be happening there." Roxi didn't believe this guy's nonsense. If the Necrons' technology could sense the situation over there across two multiverses, then he wouldn't need to hitch a ride with him to come here.
The Necrons' resistance to the Warp makes it inherently difficult for them to use the Warp to travel across the universe.
After all, each multiverse is floating in the sea of subspace. How can we cross to the other side without crossing the ocean?
"Is there anyone stupid enough to rob your museum if it makes you so excited and uneasy?"
"Hahaha, impossible, that's not happening."
Luo Xi half-jokingly said that after he saw the other party's collection, he had wanted to take some things away more than once.
Many of Sollemnas's collections are of great value, such as the last specimen of the Kork orc.
"In fact, my friend, instead of worrying about the Warhammer universe, you should worry about our current situation."
"Even if something happens in the Warhammer universe, we're out of reach, so why worry?"
Luo Xi waved his hand, and the huge screen in front of him began to scroll various data instantly. At the same time, the main control computer also began to simulate the appearance of the data after running.
It was like countless ripples rising and falling, and the amount of information was so large that it could burn most of the thinkers' computers.
"Right after I unified Earth and facilitated the establishment of the United Earth Government, the countless sensors I had placed in the subspace all received abnormal signals."
Although Trazyn did not understand the warp, he had an unusually sharp sensitivity to data.
The technology tree of the Necrons is built on a powerful analytical computing foundation. Every Necron overlord has personal computing power comparable to that of a supercomputer.
"Your data... looks like something is coming."
"Something has left a trace in the illusory and tranquil sea of souls, and this trace points directly to the subspace where the Earth is located."
"You can only observe the other party indirectly through the ripples left by their movements, but you have no idea about their true identity."
Trazyn blinked; the descriptions were familiar to him.
But this familiarity brought back some bad memories.
"During the First War in Heaven, after our tribe launched a war against those cold-blooded toads, we encountered a situation similar to what we are experiencing now."
"They came from the Warp, relying on the Webway, a faster-than-light passage that spans the entire galaxy, and they came and went without a trace.
"Even the ancient spirits and ancient orcs under the command of the ancient saints can rely on appearing from all directions to strike at our weak spots."
Trazyn sighed and said that the First War in Heaven ended with the Necrontyr's disastrous defeat. No matter how hard they tried, they were unable to deal with the enemy who completely controlled the initiative in the war.
If those toads hadn't been so merciful, the Necrontyr would have been doomed long ago.
Luo Xi's guess became more specific as Tracin described.
Even though this universe seemed so safe, he never really let down his guard.
Especially after Wolverine from the future brought news about "Celestial", he was even more prepared for battle.
The Primaris Space Marines, the Sentinel Iron Men, and the war fleets being built in Mars orbit and in the asteroid belt are all prepared for this.
Now that the enemies hiding in the dark are finally about to show their true colors, Luo Xi felt relieved and also cheered up.
No matter who the enemy is, as long as it bleeds, even the god Luo Xi will be killed.
"Have Corswayn and Hill prepare for war, and all Primaris Astartes on alert.
The completed space battleships are patrolling stealthily at the edge of the solar system, alert to any unknown enemies that may appear."
"Report any anomalies in our observation station to me so I can make the final decision."
"Notify X Academy and have Charles and Eric be alert to any anomalies that may occur on Earth. Also notify the United Government."
Luo Xi did not expect the coalition government that had just completed the merger to make any contribution. In fact, their greatest contribution was that they could not fall behind.
Under Roxi's will, the atmosphere in the entire Mars base became serious. Various iron guards stepped up patrols, keeping a vigilant eye on enemies that might come through some unknown means.
……
In the vast subspace, there is an extremely hidden space somewhere.
A cube-shaped warship about five kilometers long broke through the waves of the Sea of Souls and sped forward in an almost completely invisible manner.
There are no protrusions on its surface, only dense golden runes imprinted on the metal surface, and there is not even any engine-like structure at the end.
It passed directly through the naturally occurring celestial bodies and magnificent landscapes in the warp, leaving only faint ripples like a ghostly phantom.
Inside this special starship, several tall individuals who are highly similar to humans on Earth are quietly looking at the twinkling stars in the distance.
"According to the information given to us by the great [Probe], this parallel universe codenamed 1661 has experienced abnormal disturbances."
"After our search over this period of time, we can confirm that the source of the abnormal disturbance is on Earth in this parallel universe."
The speaker was a black-haired woman with a soft oriental face and a gentle and calm temperament.
With a wave of his fingers, a golden curtain unfolded before his eyes, and as it continued to expand, it revealed the shape of the earth.
“It’s just that we’re not sure what kind of existence is causing the interference,” said the woman named Sersi.
"We are also unsure how widespread the impact of this disruption will be."
"There's no need to dwell on it. The explorers sowed the seeds of humanity on that planet called Earth and implanted something called 'Gene X' into their genetic sequence."
"This is the laboratory of the great gods, their petri dish, and petri dishes are at risk of being disturbed by foreign bacteria or viruses."
"Our mission is to act as immune cells. We only need to follow the instructions of the detectors and eliminate those who cause disturbances."
The one who answered Sersi was a tall and strong man with an arrogant look on his face.
He was wearing a tight uniform, and his strong muscles bulged, showing a strong sense of power.
Those deep eyes were terribly hot, as if there were faint high-temperature heat rays flowing in them.
"Ikaris, you are always so irritable and direct." Saixi said.
"I always have a bad feeling that maybe we need to be more cautious."
"It's also possible that the humans on that planet have developed self-awareness and realized the true value of their existence."
"Value?" Ikaris laughed disdainfully.
"Why use such a high-level word to describe them, Sersi? You think I'm being too simplistic and crude, but in fact, I'm just trying to be more efficient."
"In this universe, the seeds of life are not only sown on the planet called Earth, but also on other planets."
"These seeds slowly grow, and those that excel are selected by explorers to either continue their research or become reliable warriors to fight against the enemies from the warp."
"As for other lives, they are just worthless nutrients.
Their souls and lives will be harvested to be eaten by the gods and us apostles, or thrown into the next cosmic reincarnation."
Ikaris said calmly that in his eyes, even a life in a parallel universe was just a string of meaningless numbers.
Countless lives are born and countless lives die, and in this cycle, they are always able to select some talents that are worth using.
A trace of pity flashed across Serxi's brows. She knew all this, of course, but she still felt sad for the withering of life.
This parallel universe code-named 1611 is the laboratory of the God Explorer. Since they are all numbered, there are naturally other code-named parallel universes.
Sersi once discussed this with another apostle of higher status, the truth about the parallel universe.
The other party implicitly stated that it was the great gods who used their incredible power to divide the entire universe into independent parallel universes layer by layer.
They are like slices of bread, parallel to each other.
Some of these parallel universes received very little matter, for example, the 1611 universe received only an amount of matter the size of the Milky Way.
Some large universes received a lot of matter, so they were more prosperous.
If the life in this universe can build a sufficiently powerful civilization.
When they leave their home planet and head towards the edge of the galaxy, they will find that outside the galaxy is a vast sea of empty subspace.
At that time, they will realize the truth about their universe, which is just a bigger cage.
"Each loaf of bread is inoculated with a special bacterial community, where they grow and thrive."
"Just like raising livestock, the gods raised different kinds of livestock in these parallel universes and provided them with suitable conditions so that they could reproduce and develop rapidly."
"And the rest of us are merely the gods' sheepdogs, doing menial, dirty work for those great beings."
Sersi's words displeased the heroic man. Although that was the truth, they preferred to call themselves "Apostles."
Apostle of God.
What a wonderful name! They are the proudest and most powerful creations of the gods, managing the universes for them.
Circa's so-called "sheepdog" insulted them and also insulted the supreme God.
However, the anger in his heart only lasted for a moment. As his lover, Sersi had the right to make some harmless jokes in front of him.
As long as you don't say anything casually in front of outsiders, Ikaris will pretend not to hear it.
He stretched out his right hand and caressed his partner's hair wantonly, feeling the lingering fragrance.
A hint of love appeared on Serxi's face, but deep in her soul, she had a vague idea of resistance.
She doesn't want to do that.
If the gods are truly sacred and noble, then why do they devour the souls of countless innocent lives and why do they keep parallel universes like farmers?
If they are truly omnipotent, then why do they bother to select powerful warriors and send them to the extremely brutal battlefields on the front lines to engage in bloody battles with the enemies from the other side of the sky?
Although Sersi's power is not very strong, she is very weak compared to powerful Eternals like Ikaris who have super strength, super speed, are good at flying and use heat rays.
But her thinking is calmer and more rational, and she often comes up with strange ideas that make Ikaris feel annoyed and uneasy.
She likes to think, and thinking can easily give rise to unorthodox ideas.
Ikaris kissed Sersi's forehead, soothing his partner's anxious heart.
He simply thought that his partner was frustrated by the abnormalities she had to deal with, that she was too weak, and that she felt inferior and ashamed about it.
"It's okay, I'll always be by your side." Ikaris said gently.
"I can be an extension of your body, a source of your strength. You are my everything."
Listening to her lover's slightly greasy love words, Sexi's pretty face turned slightly red.
"This time, we have eight more Eternal brothers and sisters joining us on this mission. Hopefully, nothing will happen."
Hearing his woman mention other Eternals, Ikaris felt a surge of dissatisfaction.
He is conceited that he is the most powerful Eternal and the leader of the group, and he does not need the help of his brothers and sisters.
All one needs to do is wait behind him, and victory will come on its own.
This Eternal starship, assigned by the gods to eliminate the source of anomalies, was traveling rapidly in the warp.
The subspace here is a "local area network" isolated by the great gods using their divine power, which is why it is so peaceful and safe.
Tiny ripples continued to spread.
However, the Eternals' warships did not realize that the area they were passing through was filled with countless micron-level sensors, which faithfully recorded all information nearby.
Many sensors were shattered by collisions on the battleship, but many more survived.
More and more data were gathered together and sent to the control center of the Mars base, and Roxi soon saw the detailed data intelligence.
ps: Ikaris, Ultraman Youth mini version
(End of this chapter)
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