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

Chapter 829 A Glimpse of the War in Heaven

Without the slightest hesitation, the Necromancer fleet descended into the Old Saints' star system using its inertial-free engines and immediately began unleashing terrifying Tesla arc lightning and antimatter particle beams to attack in all directions.

There was no declaration of war, no morale-boosting, and no complicated or unnecessary procedures.

Only the silent slaughter and the monstrous waves of destructive energy echoed through the real universe and the warp.

The Necromancer's Death Ray and Gauss Cannon illuminated the entire starry sky in an instant, making even the stars in the night sky appear dim.

Loshi watched intently as the war suddenly erupted, and began to reassess the true strength of the Necromancers in space.

In their time, the Necromancers of space were in a state of great hibernation, and even the few awakened Necromancer dynasties could only mobilize very limited power.

Now, in this glorious era known as the War of Heaven, the Necromancers of the cosmos are revealing their true form.

Dorn was already imagining how his Mountain Formation and the Imperial Fist fleet should defend and counterattack against such a sudden enemy.

However, Dorn soon realized with dismay that even the human Mountain Array could only temporarily buy time when dealing with such a fleet of undead space creatures.

Let alone their human empire, even the humans of the Golden Age or the Dark Age of technology would not have much of a chance against these space undead.

There is only one Mountain Array, and it is not at its peak right now. If there were a fleet composed entirely of Mountain Array ships, Dorn would be confident that he could put up a fight.

Faced with the fleet of space undead, the Ancient Alliance did not send out corresponding warships to fight back.

Since the two camps have different focuses, they should naturally use their strengths to attack the other's weaknesses.

The orc general and the ancient Elven prophet infused their psionic energy into the star beneath their feet, and the planet, which had undergone complex modifications and was equipped with numerous psionic matrices, began to unleash a powerful psionic offensive.

The planets throughout the galaxy formed a link in a higher-level psionic matrix, and the immense power in the warp was unleashed, causing a psionic storm that annihilated all the undead spaceships except for the World Engine.

The countless undead warships in space were like autumn winds blowing across the ground, turning into dust without any resistance.

Those powerful energy shields, the living metal with repair capabilities—everything was so fragile in the face of a pure psionic surge.

“Those planets amplify psychic power. It would be too difficult to achieve that level of power using only one’s own psychic abilities,” Rosie said to Dorn.

However, the space necromancers seemed to have foreseen the fate of those warships. Among the destroyed warships, the space necromancer warriors, immortals, and tomb technicians returned to another fleet through the rebirth protocol.

They were reborn in this way, and then attacked again with another fleet.

Meanwhile, the Ancient Saint's Stellar Spiritual Energy Matrix once again exerted its power, with countless Ancient Spirits and Ancient Beastmen using the changes in the stars to unleash their spiritual energy.

Endless psionic lightning and fire once again annihilated the enemy, while the space necromancer fleet immediately spread out, destroying planets equipped with psionic matrices at any cost.

Their goal was to forcibly destroy the Ancient Saints' powerful weapon in order to pave the way for the upcoming war.

Even Lothie was a little dumbfounded by the Necromancers' tactics. They were completely relying on their rebirth protocol and terrifying industrial capacity to wage a war of attrition against the Old Ones.

The fact that such powerful space undead were forced into a war of attrition demonstrates just how formidable the psionic offensive of these Old Ones allies was.

The war proceeded slowly amidst this seemingly meaningless attrition, until the arrival of the new fleet after the 61st teleportation by the Necromancers, finally destroying the stellar psionic matrix within the system.

The ancient spirits and orcs on the planet were blasted to smithereens by the death ray and gauss cannons of the space necromancers, and the psionic towers built of black stone were also broken down into the most basic atoms and scattered everywhere.

The souls of the Ancient Spirits entered the Warp, carrying all their memories to be reincarnated.

Their numbers are far fewer than those of the ancient orcs. Without this alternative method of regeneration, they would probably have been wiped out long ago by the brutal wars that drained all their blood.

Ancient orcs, however, did not have this special method of resurrection. Their power armor was easily destroyed, their flesh was evaporated and broken, leaving only some tenacious spores floating in the atmosphere.

As long as the environment is not so harsh as to be completely uninhabitable, the spores of the ancient orcs will give birth to new ancient orcs, and their reproduction and growth rate will be much faster than that of the future orcs.

The ancient orcs used every available material, even the junk that had been reduced to rubble, to repurpose it into new weapons and equipment.

The astral psionic matrix set up by the ancient saints was destroyed, and the war entered its second phase.

If the previous exchange was a large-scale battle, then this is an even more bloody and brutal close-quarters confrontation.

In this star field filled with wreckage and war, the Infinite Network of the Ancient Saints was directly activated.

These nets were far larger than those that Loxi had seen in later generations. Even the Eldar's warships, which were larger than the Ark World, and the Orcs' battle moons and battle planets could easily enter and exit them.

The World Engine, without hesitation, clashed with the behemoths of the opposing faction. Countless Gaussian rays covered the entire universe, and battle moons were constantly being disintegrated and dissipated by the ultra-high-powered Gaussian cannons, leaving not even a piece of space debris behind.

The orcs, who caused humanity so much trouble, were nothing more than slightly better expendable supplies than cannon fodder in this grand war.

Only battle planets can pose a threat to the world engine. Countless ancient orcs have broken away from their battle planets, relying on their own mental powers to move rapidly through the starry sea.

If you look closely, these ancient orcs appear to be enveloped in green bubbles, relying on minimizing their presence to evade the anti-aircraft fire of the space undead.

They kept wondering why they couldn't see themselves, and some of the ancient orcs actually managed to evade the scanning radar of the Necromancer's Engine in the Space.

Then, these ancient orcs rushed directly onto the World Engine's field shield, which was even more impenetrable than the Void Shield later used by humans, because even slow-moving units could not penetrate its barrier.

The ancient orcs used every means at their disposal, and only with the aid of my power of thought, were they able to barely break through the field shield and enter the surface of the world engine.

The Space Necromancer's Gauss weapon immediately detected the intruders, but before they could be killed, these ancient orcs had already blown themselves to pieces with the explosives they carried.

They chose to die because only suicide could expand their gains.

Gaussian rays can break down objects they come into contact with, but if the ancient orc is reduced to dust, the effect will be greatly reduced.

The ancient orc flesh and blood that were sprinkled onto the surface of the world engine spread rapidly, forming a fungal carpet that was conducive to the growth of the ancient orcs in various imperceptible corners and gullies.

More and more ancient orcs are growing directly from the living metal of the World Engine.

Guided by their instincts, they transformed various kinds of garbage into their own weapons and then began to cause destruction at key points.

The warriors and immortals of the Necromancers of the Space appeared in a beam of green teleportation light, carrying massive double-barreled Gauss rifles and slung Tesla arc generators over their shoulders, and began to kill the newly born ancient orcs.

The ancient orcs used their surroundings to hide, and then they created teleportation beacons, giving the ancient spirits the opportunity to teleport and land.

The individual combat strength of the Ancient Spirits far surpasses that of the Ancient Orcs. These races, capable of wielding incredibly terrifying spiritual power, are practically walking humanoid catastrophes.

If conditions permit, these ancient spirits could harness even greater warp forces, potentially extinguishing the sun in one fell swoop.

The Eldar entered the World Engine through the portal opened by the Kork orcs, and immediately unleashed a torrent of psionic magic to destroy as many surrounding facilities and structures as possible.

An exceptionally powerful ancient Eldar prophet waved his staff, and then a psionic entity resembling a dragon emerged directly from the warp, heading straight for the core of the World Engine.

The living metal objects blocking its path were all annihilated by the dragon's breath, but it didn't last long before being overwhelmed by the firepower of the space necromancers.

The Ancient Spirits' advantage lies in their speed and agility. They are also aware of the Space Necromancer Gauss Weapon's ability to disintegrate almost everything, so they consider dodging to be the best solution.

On the contrary, the ancient orcs, after enduring several Gaussian rays, simply turned into countless green atoms and disappeared.

In terms of individual strength, the Space Necromancer is indeed no match for the Ancient Elf race and the Ancient Orcs, who possess powerful psionic abilities.

However, their strength has never been in terms of individual power.

The black stone inside the World Engine is continuously exerting its power, thereby reducing the concentration of warp forces within its range.

As the power of the subspace dwindled, the ancient spirit race, which had once seemed like war gods, also rapidly weakened.

Their psionic magic no longer possessed the power to move mountains and fill seas, and the ancient orcs' reproduction rate also slowed down considerably.

Meanwhile, a large number of Deathmark Assassins emerged from their own phase space, using their deadly weapons to lock onto the powerful Ancient Elven warriors.

The attacks by the Death Mark were extremely cunning; they would launch sneak attacks from all sorts of unimaginable places, causing a significant increase in casualties among the Ancient Spirit Clan.

"It looks like you have the upper hand."

Loxi surveyed the battlefield and saw that the Ancient Saints' army was slowly advancing the front line, while the space undead were retreating steadily.

"Neither side has revealed their cards yet, so don't get too excited."

However, Gu Shengkua showed little excitement; he seemed to have already anticipated the arrival of enemies.

Before long, the "trump card" that the ancient sage had mentioned was finally revealed.

It was a black mist that suddenly appeared, with countless tiny individuals intertwined with each other, spreading rapidly like a plague.

Loshi focused his attention and saw countless things that resembled the space necromantic scarabs.

However, this sudden appearance was clearly not comparable to the lowest-level Netherworld Scarabs. They gathered together and formed a boundless storm of death.

Whether they were powerful ancient orcs or ancient spirits with terrifying spiritual power, they were all instantly devoured and consumed after the arrival of this death storm.

“He has come, the endless swarm of bees, the Ashura.”

"That terrifying guy finally came."

"They deployed their trump card—a star god."

He murmured the other person's name.

After the Star God named Endless Swarm appeared on the World Engine, it completely wiped out the Ancient Saint Alliance in a very short time.

He is replicating himself in the war, and the fallen corpses are becoming His nourishment, causing Him to multiply as if dividing infinitely.

When Loshi saw this thing, he was reminded of the nanobot swarms he had used before.

However, compared to this terrifying endless swarm of bees, the destructive power and corrosive force of the nanobug swarm are not even in the same league; it is more like a clumsy imitation of the former.

The Eldar warriors attempted to use spatial manipulation to block the enemy's movement and use time to slow down the enemy's devouring speed.

But all of this is meaningless.

It devours all matter and energy, and even space and time cannot escape being devoured.

Only the psionic spells cast by the Eldar can slightly harm the Endless Swarm.

His thirst was almost insatiable, and soon Ashura set his sights on the battle planets and Eldar warships in space.

Spatial distance was meaningless to Him; the Star God appeared directly on the battle planet of the Kork orcs through His dimensional space in the next second.

Any resistance seemed so futile; the shockwaves from the explosion, the high-temperature rays, and even the artificial black hole would be devoured by the endless swarm of bees.

This was the first time Loxi had ever seen a complete Star God unleash its full power. This guy named Ashura wasn't even among the truly powerful Star Gods, but the aura he displayed was already terrifying.

"Whenever they were at a disadvantage in battle, they would seek help from the Katan."

"Katan, who is worshipped as a god by the Necromancers of the Space, will also personally intervene after receiving the necessary payment."

"Unless it is a mad being like the Burner, it will still intervene even without reward, just to burn more intelligent life to satisfy its perverse desires."

As Kua told Loxi about the danger and madness of the Star Gods, his intention was undoubtedly to hint at the danger posed by Danteok behind him.

Lothie accepted the Old One's offer, but he couldn't possibly doubt or test this loyalist without Danteok showing any signs of losing control.

"Are you planning to take matters into your own hands when facing that star god?"

"Those ancient spirits and ancient beastmen seem to be struggling to hold on."

The arrival of the endless swarm of bees brought immense pressure to the Ancient Saint Alliance. This Star God was practically invincible; conventional weapons were of little use to it.

Faced with an embodiment of the laws of physics that has become sentient, capable of arbitrarily modifying certain rules, such as the speed of light constant, the forces between atoms would be adjusted, triggering a chain reaction. If they didn't also possess psionic abilities, which transcend the boundaries of the real universe, this war would have been utterly meaningless.

"They have their trump cards, and we also have our trump cards that we haven't revealed yet."

"The situation is not so critical that I need to personally intervene."

Kua remained calm. These ancient saints seemed to have a special quality in terms of emotional stability, which was undoubtedly an excellent virtue for a powerful psychic.

“Our creations gave birth to their own gods.”

"You may call it the Spirit God."

Eldar who die on the battlefield do not truly die; their souls sink into the Warp and are subsequently reborn there.

During their reincarnation, they called upon the great beings of the Pantheon, begging for their help.

The Eldar worship their own gods, and the power of these beliefs has coalesced into tangible entities in the Warp. Each Eldar god possesses their own extraordinary power.

King of the Gods Asuyan, God of War Kane, Goddess of Life Aisha, God of Craftsman Val...

The Eldar offer their faith and worship, while the Eldar gods provide protection and assistance; a close, mutually beneficial relationship exists between the two.

The Eldar god summoned by the Eldar is none other than Bloodhand Kane, who is most skilled in war, violence, destruction, and murder.

A colossal Kane clone, exuding an aura of endless bloodlust, appeared in the universe.

He was clad in magnificent and powerful scarlet armor, holding a greatsword imbued with divine power in his left hand, and his mask radiated an indescribable sense of oppression.

Cairne's hands were constantly bleeding, but it was not Cairne's blood; rather, it was the blood of Asuyan, the King of the Eldar, who cursed Cairne for murdering the Eldar hero Eldanes.

"This is Kane, the God of War?"

“A friend of mine told me that He had already been shattered in the war against the Dark Prince back then, and I never expected to see a living incarnation of Kane now.”

Loshi witnessed Kane's heroic figure. This summoned Kane clone also possessed extremely powerful strength. As soon as it appeared, it went straight for the endless swarm of bees that was slaughtering the Old Saints' camp.

The star god unleashed a piercing shriek, like the noise of countless scarabs rubbing and vibrating, making one feel as if their brain was about to boil and evaporate.

He spread his body out, attempting to use this method to avoid the damage from Kane's greatsword.

Psionic energy doesn't deal any special damage to the Celestial God; it only seems like psionic energy is particularly effective against the Celestial God because other methods are ineffective against it.

Kane's furious strike caused a violent tremor in the warp, and all life forms with souls felt their consciousness seem to blur under the blow.

Kane's whispers reached his ears, revealing His deepest desires for war, slaughter, and bloodshed.

Dorn's pupils contracted, his instincts immediately kicking in, a feeling he was all too familiar with.

When he boarded the Soul of Vengeance but unexpectedly found himself trapped in the Blood God's Trial, similar whispers kept echoing in his ears, trying to make him submit to the so-called Blood God.

The endless swarm of bees appeared to have suffered damage from Kane's attack, and the mist that had been expanding rapidly like a plague showed signs of weakening.

The Necromancer in space summons the Star God for assistance, while the Ancient Saint sends down a clone of Kane to deal with it.

The endless swarm did not choose to linger with this damned warp god for too long. He was the master of the space necromancers, not the weapon of these slaves, and it was not worth paying a higher price for some pathetic creatures.

Kane repelled the star god, but his body was also gnawed and covered in wounds.

The arrogant roar of the Eldar's God of War echoed across the battlefield. After the Star God retreated, He too slowly dissipated, seemingly returning to the Pantheon in the Warp.

In the aftermath of the battle, the Necromancer's world engine completely collapsed and was easily cleaved in two by Kane's sword.

However, the Necromancers of the Space had already achieved their goal. The star system that the Ancient Saints had used to defend against the enemy had been completely destroyed, and even the remnants of those planets had been completely destroyed by the rampaging psionic energy.

The severely wounded sun spewed out furious tongues of fire, like the unwilling roar of a dying man.

It could have lived much longer, even until the time when humanity took center stage in the galaxy, which wouldn't have been a big problem for a star.

But now this galaxy is completely finished, and even the sun is about to die in a supernova explosion.

Ancient Saint Quah retrieved the remaining subordinate races into the net, while the palace they inhabited continued to shrink until it became a small, model-sized ornament in Quah's hands.

"It's over. This star system is no longer of any use."

"We're now heading to the next galaxy to continue building fortifications to defend against attacks from the Necromancers and Stargods of space."

Kua spoke these words with a blank expression, as if this had been repeated countless times before.

Even the most sentimental person would become numb and indifferent to a tragedy that has been performed hundreds or thousands of times, and would have little emotional response to it.

This is a snapshot of the grand war known as the War for Heaven, where right and wrong are no longer relevant.

Only the victors will survive, while the losers will lose everything, including their race.

Qua, along with his subordinates and visitors from the future, including Loxi, arrived in another galaxy.

He ordered his Ancient Elven and Orcish subordinates to continue building the psionic defense line, while requesting more troop support from the rear to cope with the increasingly frequent enemy attacks.

"Unfortunately, there's nothing we can do to help."

"Even if we bring over the entire future human empire, it will only be one more cannon fodder."

Loxi truly felt powerless in the face of the Ancient Saints' current passive situation. No move seemed to work against the combined offensive of the Star God and the Space Necromancer.

"It doesn't matter, this is our war, our destiny," Kua Sa Tuo laughed.

“I actually foresaw the future of our race a long time ago; we will most likely lose this war in heaven.”

"Then why don't you escape?" Rosie asked. "You've already told me that some of your kind, who love adventure, have left this universe through inter-universe portals."

"Since you can leave, why not leave?"

When Kua's vertical pupils met Luo Xi's gaze, he seemed to see what Luo Xi had experienced.

"I saw that you also left our universe, but why did you choose to come back?"

"Our universe actually experienced many large-scale wars in earlier times, and apart from the Milky Way and a few surrounding galaxies, the rest of the world has been basically destroyed."

"If we also leave, then the rest of the universe will have no chance."

"The subspace will completely devour this universe, and all life in the real universe will have no chance at all. This is something we cannot tolerate."

"If the universe is destroyed, those space undead may still be able to hide in their own dimensional space and slowly wait to die. Even beings like the Star Gods will lose their habitat."

Star Gods are deities born from the real universe, the embodiment of rules. If even the real universe is swallowed up by the subspace, then naturally they have nothing to do with it.

"In fact, the Star Gods also know that if our universe is completely destroyed, their interests will be affected, but they just can't control themselves. They selectively ignore that terrible outcome and continue to squander their power, making the war burn even more fiercely."

"They are actually quite pathetic; they are just wild beasts driven by their own instincts."

"However, the Star God is such a powerful and difficult beast to kill."

After hearing Kua's reply, Luo Xi fell into a long silence.

Seeing that Luo Xi looked downcast, Kua actually dared to move his body and patted Luo Xi's back with his upper body.

"We are all children born from the real universe. The universe is our mother. Now that our mother is on the verge of destruction, how can we escape?"

"The War of Heaven is our attempt to save the universe. If we can defeat the Star Gods and the Necromancers of Space, then we can slowly repair the wounds of the universe and stop the warp from continuing to erode it."

"But if we fail, I still believe that other races will emerge to continue the mission we failed to complete."

Kua's gaze fell on Luo Xi, and he said with certainty.

"When I saw you, I knew you were the allies my people had been longing for."

"It's a pity you were born too late, otherwise we could have joined forces to fight a great enemy."

Kua whispered with some regret, but then he thought about it again and quickly changed his mind.

"No, perhaps you were born at just the right time. If you had been born at my time, we would at most have just gained another ally who could help each other."

"Even with humans included, we would most likely still be unable to change the original outcome."

"But you were born at a point in the future, when the galactic landscape had already changed dramatically—the star gods had all been shattered, which is absolutely crucial."

"The Star Gods should have stood on the side of the real universe and fought alongside us against the threat from chaos, but these blind and short-sighted gods who only wanted to satisfy their own desires were not a suitable ally."

"The demise of our race led to the Star God's withdrawal from the galactic stage, which inadvertently created better conditions and opportunities for you."

"It's like a towering tree in a forest being struck by lightning and burning down, leaving behind a wasteland that becomes fertile ground for new life."

Kua's magnanimity inspired genuine admiration in Rose from the bottom of his heart.

He spoke at length, but made no mention of the survival of his race.

In his view, whether the real universe could achieve final victory in the war against the warp, and whether life nurtured in the real universe could continue to exist, was far more important than the rise and fall of his own race.

Loxi had seen far too many strange and bizarre races. In order to survive in the chaotic and dark galaxy of the thirty-first millennium, too many races had discarded everything that would hinder their survival.

Seeing someone as "normal" as Kua now makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

"You don't need to overthink it. I have no intention of getting anything from you."

"I haven't been this happy in a long time. Our great cause has new blood joining it, which is a good sign."

Kua's joy resonated with the other ancient spirits and beastmen around him.

The Eldar named Lance patted Loshi on the shoulder and spoke in an unusually delicate voice.

"Work hard. I trust the wise man's judgment because he thinks so highly of you."

“I sense a familiar feeling from you, and I suspect that you may have some interaction with our Spirit Race in the future.”

“I am an Eldar myself, and I know how Eldar think: they waver on their stance and hesitate when making choices. If you cooperate with Eldar in the future, you must be careful of these guys.”

"If there are immediate benefits to backstabbing, then they will definitely do it, so you have to backstab them one step ahead."

Looking at Lance's smile, a sense of absurdity suddenly arose in Rosie's heart.

The ancestors of the Eldar warned him to be careful of the Eldar descendants. This Lance really considered himself one of their own, even giving such a warning.

It can only be said that only the Eldar understand the Eldar, which seems absurd, but upon closer examination, it seems quite reasonable.

"Alright, our uninvited guests won't be showing up for now. Let's get back to our previous topic."

"The ancient sage said leisurely."

"As your predecessor, I will naturally offer some assistance as you confront the forces of chaos in the future."

"I think you'll be interested in the methods of building and maintaining the network."

(End of this chapter)