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

Chapter 725: Brain Control Master and Gene Shepherd

"I don't know much about this war legion directly under the Sky God Oneg. It mainly comes from what I have seen and heard in the past."

"Not only are they incredibly powerful, their cruelty is also far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

All enemies targeted by the God's Blade will die miserably."

"As their legion's name suggests, they are the sharp blades of the gods, shadows that do the dirty work for those high above them, and brutal fanatics without mercy."

Aijak said with lingering fear, she remembered the fear she felt when she first learned about the battle record of this legion.

Either help Luo Xi destroy the Blade of God, or they will be destroyed together.

"What are the strengths of this legion? According to the battle report obtained by Pollux, we already had a complete advantage in our first encounter in the Void Sea Battle."

Luo Xi produced the data of the battles between the two sides at the edge of the solar system. According to statistics, the exchange ratio of warships of the same level between the two sides was about 1:5.

This huge gap has given the fleet commanded by Polux a complete advantage.

If they did not need to consolidate their defenses to prevent the enemy from attacking the rear, they would probably be able to march straight in and destroy this fleet of God's Blade.

"The reason why their warship losses were far greater than ours is closely related to the God's Blade's combat style."

"I said their style of warfare is extremely brutal, not just against the enemy, but also against themselves."

“Before the official battle begins, the Blade of the Gods will drive out and force enemy ships captured in previous wars to join the battle.

Those vassal legions that surrender will be given priority to enter the battlefield until they are all slaughtered by the enemies of this war."

"They use this method to test the enemy's strengths and weaknesses and tactical style, and then make appropriate adjustments to their layout and change their tactics accordingly."

Luo Xi frowned slightly. The style of the Blade of the God reminded him of the fighting style of the Chaos rebels in the Siege of Terra.

Due to their own difficulties in recruiting, Chaos rebels often gather a large number of mutants such as Beastmen, as well as mortal cultists who believe in Chaos as vanguards.

These people are real cannon fodder. They often take a high-energy laser gun that is about to be scrapped, or some melee weapons cursed by the Chaos Faith, and throw them directly onto the battlefield.

No armor, no cover, no tactics, only naked human wave tactics.

Some cannon fodder would even carry melta bombs and mingle with other mortal cultists, hoping to catch them by surprise.

"Aren't they afraid that those cannon fodders will turn against them before the war and help the enemy fight them?" Luo Xi was puzzled.

The Chaos rebels would inspire their cannon fodder with their Warp beliefs and hatred of the Imperium of Man.

As for the humans who have been corrupted by the warp, their brains have long fallen into a state of confusion, and it is basically impossible for them to wake up again after being contaminated.

"I'm not sure about that, but I imagine they must have some means of control to completely control the lives and thoughts of their vassal troops."

"Once their cannon fodder is used up, we will then be faced with a full-scale attack from the Blade of God." Ajax said slowly, holding the scepter in his hand.

"All-out attack?" Luo Xi raised the corner of his mouth.

"Then let them try!"

……

Outside the Kuiper Belt of the solar system, the light from stars is already very weak.

In this bitterly cold universe with sparse matter, ripples began to appear in the tranquil subspace.

The curtain of the universe was torn open, and the dimensional engine matched the frequency of the parallel universe, thus stably opening a cross-border channel.

The light of the Warp pours into the physical universe, distorting the laws and order of physics wherever it goes.

Some huge ships with strange shapes and ferocious weapons and cannons sailed out. Even the smallest one was about ten kilometers long.

However, these warships are not the real main battleships of the Blade of God.

When the largest ship, which was over two hundred kilometers long, crossed the rift and arrived in the real universe, all the small warships began to spread out in all directions.

They are like a flock of frightened sheep, seemingly hiding from the truly terrifying existence behind them.

High-energy gamma rays, enough to kill all life on a planet, gushed out from the warp rift.

The dust floating in the universe, under the influence of violent magnetic fields and radiation, flashes with eerie light of death.

After the existence emitting death radiation slowly crossed the subspace rift, a miniature celestial body whose specific color was difficult to distinguish finally revealed its veil.

This is a war planet with a diameter of about ten kilometers, rotating around its axis at ultra-high speed.

In the natural environment, it is the most terrifying celestial body besides black holes.

A neutron star.

It is a dense form composed of degenerate neutrons. The gravity brought by the terrifying mass squeezes most of the free electrons into the nucleus, forcing them to combine with protons to form neutrons.

With the appearance of the neutron star, the space-time of the universe immediately became violently agitated.

The universe is like a net, struggling to bear the terrifying mass of the neutron star.

Although this neutron star is only ten kilometers in size, it is even several times smaller than the warships of the God's Blade Legion.

But its mass and density are ridiculously large. For such a tiny star, its mass is close to 1.5 times that of the sun.

This means it is more massive than the entire Solar System combined.

The gods used unique dimensional technology to hollow out the core space of the neutron star, shielding its terrifying gravity and establishing a special dimensional space in it.

If the gravity was not shielded, all the space warships would be completely swallowed up by the gravitational singularity in the moment this neutron star appeared.

Their material structure will completely disintegrate, even collapsing at the atomic level, becoming pure neutron degenerate matter.

The transformed matter will then increase the volume of the neutron star by several cubic centimeters, as if it had never appeared in the universe.

The incredible power of creation of the gods allows this neutron battle star to freely shield its own super-strong gravity and gamma rays that can destroy all life.

But even so, the warships of the God's Blade Legion still maintained a long distance from the Neutron Battle Star.

They formed an arc-shaped formation, and the neutron battle star was located in the void space behind it, operating independently without fear.

"Dimensional crossing is complete, we have arrived at the predetermined coordinates."

Inside this neutron battle star, there is a special dimensional area the size of a football field.

In this dimensional space, the gravity released by the neutron battle star is no different from the standard gravity on the surface of the planet.

A huge dimensional engine emitting dark arc light is now emitting a beautiful low hum, driving the neutron battle star towards the inner solar system.

In front of the command platform inside the neutron battle star.

A young bald woman in a light brown dress was tapping the metal tabletop with a toy in her hand with great interest.

The room was filled with rhythmic sounds, the crisp sound of bones and metal colliding.

She seemed to be holding something in her palm, the white bone gleaming in the light, and two small holes penetrated the internal structure.

If you look closely, you can see that it is a baby's skull.

The sutures of this skull were not closed, and all the flesh and hair had been removed, leaving only pure bones for the woman to play with.

"God Oneg told me that an Eternal exploration team lost contact in this 1661 universe, and their warships did not send any signal of successful self-destruction."

“He even called us back from the dimensional battlefield, so the answer is obvious.” The woman said slowly.

She wore a helmet inlaid with emerald green gems, and her raised ochre collar rested against the helmet, making her figure appear taller and more elegant.

Her head is unusually smooth and round. Although she has no hair, she still gives people a strong sense of harmony and a strange and fatal attraction.

The pair of emerald green pupils glowed with a faint light, as if they could swallow and absorb all light.

“The abnormal problems in this universe are more serious than imagined.

I guess that stupid woman Ajak and her team were all killed by the natives of this universe."

"This is a war to quell a rebellion. Through various coincidences, the natives of another parallel universe discovered their true destiny."

"What trouble, these guys."

Cassandra Nova Xavier was playing with the baby's skull in her hand as she spoke.

Her tone was so nonchalant, as if she was not talking about the universe, but just a trivial matter of what to eat for midnight snack.

Next to Cassandra stood a middle-aged man with a strong build and a scarlet cloak with a stand-up collar.

A ball of inextinguishable orange flame burned in his hand, and there was a hint of fear and desire in his eyes as he looked at Cassandra.

"How do you know they're dead and not surrendering?" Mr. Sinister Nathaniel Essex asked.

Cassandra turned around, a hint of amusement appearing on her pretty face, and stared closely into Mr. Sinister's eyes.

Mr. Sinister suddenly felt that the other party's mental power was trying to penetrate into his brain, and immediately used his mutant ability to expel it.

"Crazy woman!" Essex cursed in his heart.

"Never doubt me, Essex. I am the leader of the Celestial Blade, and you are just one of my insignificant subordinates."

"Although you have such a pitiful status, you are nothing in front of me."

Cassandra extended her jade-slender index finger and touched Mr. Sinister's forehead.

Then the hands seemed to melt, easily entering into Mr. Sinister's brain and grasping his brain tissue.

Mr. Sinister suddenly felt pain. It was not his body that was in pain, but his soul was being eroded by the crazy woman Cassandra.

"I apologize, ma'am."

"You are the commander of the legion, and you have all the power to control the Blade of the Gods."

Only after Mr. Sinister gave in did Cassandra reveal a satisfied smile and patted his head as if she were taming a pet.

"Is it strange that Ajax and the others died in battle? In this 1661 universe, there is a guy named Charles Xavier."

Cassandra held up the baby skull in her hand in front of Mr. Sinister.

The surface of the bones is even covered with a uniform layer of grease, which gives it a special amber-like texture under the light.

"This is Charles, my brother." The woman smiled brightly, but Mr. Sinister couldn't smile at all.

Although he was not a good person either, he still felt a strong chill when he saw Cassandra playing with her brother's skull.

Mr. Shockingly Evil knew what abilities and past this beautiful woman in front of him had.

"According to legend, all living things face their own 'Mumudlai', also known as the anti-self, in the mother's womb before they are born. This is an entity that everyone must fight before they are born."

“And Cassandra is Charles Xavier’s anti-self.

In many universes, Charles, still in the womb, triumphed over his anti-self, but not in the parallel universe where Cassandra originated."

"Cassandra successfully strangled Charles Xavier with his umbilical cord and devoured his flesh, blood, and abilities."

Mr. Sinister thought to himself.

On the Earth where Cassandra was, all the rebels, whether mutants or other superheroes, were slaughtered by this woman.

She used her abilities to enslave Earth and several nearby star systems.

It was not until later that the god Onegg discovered the anomaly of that parallel universe.

He even spent a lot of effort to convince this woman and make her the leader of the Blade of God.

Cassandra held her brother's skull in her hands, and her beautiful eyes seemed to see through the barrier of long space and see Charles in this universe.

Although she understood that the Charles in this universe was not the same person as the Charles she knew, Cassandra still had a strong obsession.

She longed to chop off Charles's head and eat his flesh and soul.

The heat from deep within her soul made her tighten her legs, and her desire intensified.

Cassandra was Charles' sister and his arch-enemy.

She was jealous and resentful of Charles, and over the long years, this twisted emotion gradually twisted into a terrifying possessiveness.

The most common manifestation of this possessiveness is that Cassandra will literally eat her brothers and gain their power to enhance her own strength.

To date, Cassandra has devoured Charles from eight different parallel universes, and all of these Charles' psychic powers belong to her.

Cassandra bound all her madness in the shackles of calmness.

She is an extremely powerful battlefield commander and a master of telepathy who can mind-control and enslave countless people.

Mr. Sinister understood that this guy was still a madman in essence, but he was so crazy that he looked normal.

Mr. Sinister felt a heavy pressure working with a guy who was even crazier than himself.

However, he was reluctant to give up the opportunity to stay in the Celestial Blade Legion. Before becoming a mutant, he was a radical geneticist at the Royal Academy of Sciences.

In the process of pursuing his own path, Mister Sinister became more and more extreme and crazy, until he really turned himself into a monster.

But he always considered himself a genetic scientist.

He holds in his hands the gene banks of many races: the mutant gene bank, the Eternal gene bank, the deviant gene bank, and even in his collection, there is a gene bank of some gods.

It was precisely because of these rich genetic treasures that Mister Sinister earned the title of "Gene Shepherd" in the Legion.

He can synthesize and manufacture the most targeted biological weapons based on different enemies.

Mister Sinister may not be good at face-to-face combat, but he is too arrogant to believe that he should not do such a degrading act. He has devoted all his energy to researching biological weapons.

The helmet inlaid with emerald green gemstones that Cassandra wore was a divine artifact made by the god Onegg himself.

Its built-in [X-Universe Meme Matrix] can enhance her mind control ability, allowing her to forcibly activate the resonance effect of the X-Gene and the Eternals' cosmic energy.

Relying on this artifact helmet, she can unscrupulously control all the mutants and Eternals under her command, forming an absolutely obedient symbiotic combat network.

This kind of mind control is even powerful enough to become a brainwashing meme.

And those captured guys could not escape Cassandra's slavery until their death.

Cassandra paired with Mister Sinister will mean the emergence of a powerful, fully disciplined, and completely fearless terrorist army of death and sacrifice.

They are the nightmare of countless cosmic civilizations.

Even if some powerful independent interstellar civilizations are born in some parallel universes, they will suffer the bitter fruit of failure in the face of Mister Sinister's targeted biological weapons and Cassandra's mind-controlled army.

"Commander, I need to remind you that our opponents this time are very different from those in the past."

Mister Sinister held a transparent data board, playing the war intelligence obtained by the cannon fodder of the servant fleet at the cost of their lives.

On the data board, warships of different levels of the Human Empire appeared.

From the most basic destroyer frigates and moon-class cruisers to the larger battleships and the largest thundercloud-class planetary battleships.

Cassandra's eyes flickered slightly. She realized that behind these warships was a war civilization with a complete system.

They are war weapons produced by a complete and independent industrial system, rather than one-off spaceships built by some talented inventors on a whim.

Whether it has a complete system and whether it is controllable and replicable is the criteria for judgment.

In many parallel universes, there are often some geniuses who rely on their own intelligence to build universe-level starships, but other humans cannot even leave the planet.

"The vassal fleets we have accumulated have performed exceptionally poorly against these enemies.

Even the main battleships would suffer an extremely poor loss ratio when facing human auxiliary warships."

"This means that the enemy's warships are far superior in terms of combat effectiveness and quality to our vassal forces."

"If we want to defeat them, we need to invest more powerful forces, otherwise it is very likely to stimulate the other side's technological advancement."

Mr. Sinister spoke eloquently.

Once a war breaks out between different civilizations, unless one side has overwhelming suppression power, once the two sides fall into a stalemate, the technology between them will complement and circulate.

War is the best catalyst for technological progress. Technological artifacts and prisoners captured on the battlefield will become the key for the other side to draw inferences from one instance to another and may trigger a technological explosion.

"I'm a little worried now. Did that idiot Ajak destroy their warships before he died?"

"If our dimensional engine falls into the hands of the enemy, then it is very likely that they will use it to travel to other parallel universes, causing a disaster that spans parallel universes."

Cassandra shook her index finger and said to Mr. Sinister.

"Your biggest problem is that you overthink things. Even if they obtain the technology of the gods, no matter how many parallel universes they stray into, I will wipe them out one by one."

"That's more interesting. Don't you want to legitimately explore a few more parallel universes?"

Mr. Sinister suddenly felt that this woman was too arrogant, but after thinking about it carefully, she seemed to have the qualifications and capital.

"The solar system of the 1661 universe has been completely transformed into a war fortress. Every planet is covered with orbital defense systems, and a large number of warships and star fortresses roam in space."

"I will first use the gene pool to cultivate a batch of biochemical weapons with latent and infiltration capabilities, and have them disrupt the stability of the enemy's rear."

"Then, we will deploy biological and chemical weapons that are specialized in causing destruction and pollution into the solar system to minimize their war potential."

“If we rush into it, it’s very likely that we’ll cause too much damage to our legion.

After all, we've already suffered a lot at the hands of those powerful enemies on the dimensional battlefield before."

Mr. Sinister gave a sincere admonition, appearing quite loyal.

"Go ahead and do it. I'll wait for your good news." Cassandra waved her hand, signaling Mr. Sinister to make his own decision.

She was not a fool, so she knew that if she tried to bite the bone hard, she would probably knock out her teeth.

Although the Blade of God is just a tool to her, tools also need to be cherished.

Since Mr. Sinister was willing to take the first step and test it again, why wouldn't she do it?
……

Mister Sinister used psychic teleportation to leave the Neutron Battle Star. He always felt an instinctive fear around this ultimate weapon of war.

"In order to destroy this enemy, the gods actually gave this weapon of war to Cassandra."

"Even if I ask the gods for help, they won't grant me a treasure of this level."

A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Cassandra enjoyed the gods' trust more than he did.

Like Cassandra, he was born in a parallel universe opened up by the gods.

In the distant past, they even naively thought that their universe was the only one.

It was not until the gods came that they realized how ignorant and ridiculous their ideas were.

They are just frogs in a pond. Outside the pond, there is a wider world.

When the gods extended an olive branch to them and asked them to choose whether they were willing to join their ranks, they agreed without hesitation.

Thus, they were branded by the gods and became part of the God's Blade Legion.

As a token of loyalty to the gods, Mister Sinister, like Cassandra, chose to massacre his own universe.

Whether they are so-called superheroes, super criminals, or ordinary people, they will all have the same ending.

All were tortured to death, drained of all emotional strength, and then their souls were harvested.

Neither Mr. Sinister nor Cassandra cares whether their universe is destroyed or not.

On the contrary, they were extremely happy to be able to use the channels of the gods to travel to a larger and broader world.

As for the weak who were slaughtered and exploited, they were nothing more than insignificant ants in their eyes.

As long as the universe continues to exist, these lowly lives like weeds will reappear again and again and evolve and reproduce.

Mister Sinister returned to his lair.

Countless twisted and deformed flesh and blood, as well as wildly growing bones, constitute a flesh and blood planet with a diameter of more than 200 kilometers.

Mister Sinister used materials from his own gene bank, along with a bit of technology from the gods, to create this incredibly blasphemous mobile fortress.

As it was shaped by Mister Sinister's deft hands, it took on a form vaguely resembling the skull of a god.

Of course, compared with the real skull of a god, the flesh and blood planet with a diameter of only 200 kilometers is really pitifully small.

Mr. Sinister didn't dare to imitate deliberately, but just created something intentionally or unintentionally.

As soon as he landed, the flesh and blood planet began to tremble and wriggle.

Some of the tool creatures he created with his own hands came forward respectfully, paying the highest respect to their creator.

Mr. Sinister stepped on the biochemical monsters that were covered with hard armor and had eight pairs of appendages, and slowly walked into the interior of the flesh and blood planet.

In his own nest, he finally felt a sense of security.

"Once I have studied the secrets of the Sky-Transmitting God, perhaps I can become the new Creator."

"The genetic code leads to the source of origin. Those who master the genes can naturally ascend to the altar of godhood."

"But I still need to be patient until I complete my plan."

"A little impatience can ruin a big plan. It's better not to provoke that crazy Cassandra."

Mr. Sinister thought silently in his heart that his ambition was very arrogant, and he was even unwilling to just be a tool under the command of the gods to do dirty and tiring work.

He entered the flesh and blood planet from its "eye socket". The door that was originally closed to ensure stable air pressure slowly opened, revealing a corridor space that was constantly wriggling like an intestine.

The air was filled with a complex smell of blood and medicine, and Mr. Sinister took a few deep breaths with great enjoyment. He felt unusually safe here.

The interior of the planet of flesh and skulls is filled with extremely complex, intricately interconnected living pipes.

The faces of some mutants and Eternals appeared on the constantly wriggling walls, as if they were faces grown out of flesh and blood.

"My personal gene bank contains genetic samples of powerful life forms from many parallel universes."

"Mutants, Eternals, Deviants, Inhumans..."

"The secrets of my genes were slowly being revealed before my eyes, and they were all mine."

Mister Sinister clapped his hands, and the mutants whose heads were tied up by countless flesh and blood tentacles suddenly caught fire.

The mutant Pyro has the power to control fire, but he does not have the ability to create fire.

This fire man has been imprisoned by Mister Sinister for a long time.

Inside his body, most of the organs were penetrated and devoured by the flesh and blood tentacles, turning him into a monster that merged with the planet.

His consciousness had long since been destroyed by the torture, leaving only his body, acting as a beacon beside Mister Sinister.

A heat-resistant bubble grew on the wall, wrapping the fire man inside. Suddenly, the blazing flames illuminated the entire laboratory in a softer way.

Under the bright light, laboratory cabinets made of plexiglass emerge from the walls.

In the light green nutrient solution, some of his precious genetic materials were slowly floating, and bubbles were rising from the bottom from time to time.

He waved his hand, and immediately the laboratory cabinets began to rotate, allowing him to select materials.

"Let me think about how to cultivate biological weapons this time."

"As one of the creations of the gods, the Deviants were designed with extremely unstable and easily mutated DNA."

"This kind of disordered mutation is most suitable as a basic material."

In the experimental cabinet, some tool creatures with sophisticated shell structures, like crawling spiders, dragged out an abnormal creature that was in a deep coma.

This abnormal creature is about three meters long.

What is more special is that this abnormal creature does not have a so-called skin structure. At first glance, it looks as hideous and terrifying as a dissected body with its skin peeled off.

Countless muscle fibers, like rough vines, intertwined and woven together, outlining a rough human figure.

The abnormal race's ferocious giant mouth can even open at an extremely exaggerated angle, and the densely packed sharp teeth emit a cold light.

A faint golden energy flowed between its muscle fibers, the last trace left by the Eternals it had devoured.

Although both are creations of the gods, the Eternals and the Deviants have an irreconcilable hatred.

Especially the latter, they will kill all Eternals they can see and devour their power.

Mister Sinister brought in several more mutant X-gene samples.

"Nightcrawler gene."

"Phantom Cat Gene."

"Plus the energy manipulation that belongs to the Eternals."

Different X genes were injected into the body of the abnormal race, and instantly the ferocious beast that was deeply anesthetized woke up.

It roared at Mister Sinister in unwilling rage, but he simply stroked his beard and waited quietly for the transformation to take place.

Mister Sinister uses his mutant abilities to regulate the dramatic changes occurring within the bodies of deviants.

The extremely unstable genetic sequence of this race enables it to carry a variety of different powers.

At this moment, the genes of the Eternals plus two mutant genes that are good at hiding and lurking are all transformed in the body of the Deviant.

The roaring abnormal tribe let out a wail, and its skull suddenly cracked open, revealing a hideous crack.

Then the crack grew bigger and bigger, and even folded down to form a giant cocoon of flesh.

It felt as if there was a heart beating inside the cocoon, trembling regularly.

Mister Sinister closely monitors its transformation to prevent irreversible genome collapse.

A few hours later, a brand new hybrid biological weapon was created.

A humanoid-like creature with exposed muscle fibers like an abnormal being emerged from the flesh cocoon.
It has blue-purple scales all over its body, and a pair of wings on its back that are curled up and wrinkled like a moth.

It used its compound eyes to observe the surrounding environment, and then suddenly pounced towards Mr. Sinister.

Those flesh and blood tentacles suddenly shot out, trying to imprison it, but the surface of this biological weapon flashed with an illusory luster, directly penetrating all obstacles.

Mister Sinister smiled and used his psychic powers to strangle it by the neck, then used his telepathic ability to control its brain.

"The genome hasn't collapsed, that's great. I still need to refine it and make it perfect."

"I'm really looking forward to it. This extinction war will add to my gene pool."

Mister Sinister was carving his masterpiece in his lair, and more and more biological weapons came into being.

They will be released into the heart of humanity, bringing the deepest and most extreme fear to mankind.

(End of this chapter)