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

Chapter 854 Hydra in Action
"But... but the Alpha Legion, they are undoubtedly traitors, a fact acknowledged throughout the entire Empire."

"If we want to cooperate with the Alpha Group, we will face unimaginable resistance from every perspective."

“Not only will the relatively neutral Imperial Fist and the Imperial Guard immediately oppose it, but even our own state religion’s combat troops will be thrown into turmoil.”

The nun in front of the Pope was also suppressing her disgust so as not to do anything out of line in front of Elfreda.

In fact, she was being very polite. What she really meant was that if Elfreda intended to rely on the Alpha Legion's strength to resist the Alliance of Light, then even the Battle Sisters might immediately defect.

Ultimately, Qi Le and his group are still heretics; they have different beliefs and ideologies.

The Alpha Legion, on the other hand, are complete traitors, despicable beings firmly nailed to the pillar of shame.

Even if the Pope now claims that the Alpha Legion's bizarre performance during the Horus Rebellion was due to the Twentieth Legion's desire for indirect loyalty, would anyone believe that?
Unless the Emperor himself speaks out to everyone on Terra and tells them that the Alpha Legion's past actions were necessary sacrifices to infiltrate the rebels, it will be difficult to say anything.

Otherwise, even the Pope could not get others to accept this fact, nor could history books turn white into black.

Alfreda stared into the nun's eyes, and she could see right through what the other woman was worried about.

"I will arrange everything. The Alpha Legion that appeared on Terra will be transformed and appear in another form."

"The God-Emperor will bless these Astartes, and no one will know that they are the Twentieth Legion, who, according to historical records, committed a painful betrayal against the Empire."

The Pope patted one of his trusted aides on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

“I could have kept all this from you, but I believe your loyalty to the God Emperor is unwavering enough, therefore you have the right to know.”

"Come on, let's continue to fight for the God-Emperor, Sister Alicia."

“I will always be with you. The followers of the God-Emperor will never compromise with heretics. We will only die proudly under the gaze of the Golden Throne.”

Sister Alicia was torn to the extreme; she desperately wanted to stop the Pope's absurd move.

But when she gazed into the unfathomable darkness in the Pope's eyes, all her emotions and contradictions vanished.

At this moment, she finally became a true "follower of the God-Emperor," just as Elfreda had hoped.

As long as it's for the God Emperor's benefit, even cooperating with a legion that betrayed him in the past isn't unacceptable.

Moreover, the Alpha Legion has always believed in the God Emperor and acted in accordance with his will.

Alicia stood up; she was much taller than the aged Elfreda.

But she still bowed respectfully, allowing the Pope's hand to touch the top of her head, to show that her loyalty had not wavered.

Sister Alicia then rose, strode away, and left.

She was going to gather her fellow nuns and the crusaders under the Church of England to prepare for the coming religious war.

Elfreda stood quietly before the statue of the God-Emperor, gazing at his majestic and inviolable face.

"God Emperor..."

"Please continue to shelter us."

……

Just as Elfreda was instructing the battle nuns and preparing for battle, in the vast and boundless sea of ​​warp space...

The Glory Queen-class battleship Beta is leading a small war fleet, stealthily advancing through the Aether Currents.

However, unlike all the other Glory Queen-class warships of the Empire, this strange fleet did not exhibit the signature characteristics of the Geller position.

Humanity's entry into the subspace is like diving into the deep ocean, requiring the use of the Geller Force to resist the corrosive etheric energy.

Once the Geller Force breaks, and subspace energy enters the warship's cabins, it will immediately be like a leaky submarine, resulting in the destruction of the ship and the loss of all life.

A fleet that does not require the protection of the Geller's Stance naturally means that it is definitely not a human warship, at least not a warship of the human empire.

Omega, the Primarch of the Beta who had briefly appeared in Nostrama and deceived Carlos the Fateweaver by using his real name, was now standing in front of the observation window of the bridge.

Omega's face was cold and stern, and his smooth, hairless forehead could even reflect the bizarre and strange light of the warp, giving the Primarch a deep and completely unfathomable aura.

Inside the vast Beta, all personnel, including the commanding captain, senior technicians, navigators, and star talkers, were Space Marines from the Alpha Legion.

These Astartes of the Twentieth Legion have the exact same appearance as the Primarchs; apart from slight differences in their body size, they are almost indistinguishable.

Alphareth and Omega were the shortest and smallest of all the Primarch brothers.

The Astartes of the Alpha Legion possess the tallest and largest physique among all Space Marines, which allows them to flexibly switch identities when necessary, making it difficult for the enemy to distinguish between the real and the fake.

If an unsuspecting mortal were to come to the Beta's cabins and see a ship full of identical-looking Alphas moving and working, they would probably wonder if they had entered some kind of cloning factory, or were trapped in some kind of bizarre nightmare.

These Alphas, like the Primarch, exude a peculiar, dark aura, completely immune to the effects of the subspace energy that seeps in.

An unseen will protects them; the reason the warp can corrupt and influence humanity is because these humans are still "clean."

It's like a piece of white paper stained with ink; it can never be restored to its original state.

However, if it has already been infiltrated and controlled by other forces before it is contaminated, then the corruption of the subspace is out of the question.

The warp tides, powerful enough to corrupt warships, grow filthy and decaying flesh and blood, cause crew members to undergo flesh and blood mutations, and corrupt and twist their souls, are as harmless as a breeze in the face of the Alpha Legion.

"How far are we from Sicaros?"

"The God-Emperor is warning us that a major upheaval may be imminent at the Terra State Cult, and we must act quickly."

Upon hearing the Primarch's question, Ingo Page immediately began reporting the answer given by the Thinker's computer.

"Estimated time: three Terra hours."

"My lord, are we really going to tell Loka Aurelion the truth about the God Emperor?"

"We have never had any contact with this great man since we parted ways at the parade ground in Ulano."

"According to our intelligence system, Luo Jia has been hiding on the planet Xikaros, meditating and studying his theory of primordial truth."

Ingo Page is the company commander of the Alpha Legion. Like the obscure 20th Legion, this company commander has an absurdly low profile among the company commanders of many legions.

Omega turned his head, looked at the face that looked exactly like his own, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Are you worried that Luo Jia will refuse our invitation and refuse to serve the God Emperor?"

"No, I know this brother too well."

"After realizing the truth about the subspace, Luo Jia abandoned the Emperor's embrace and chose to believe in the primordial truth, without being separated from chaos."

"He would not worship any particular Chaos God, because no matter how powerful the four Chaos Gods are, they are still mutually restraining and in a state of eternal war with each other."

"As for Luo Jia Aurelion, he has an instinctive belief in the strongest in his bones. He will spontaneously worship and follow the strongest. And clearly none of the four Chaos Gods can completely subdue their brothers and sisters."

Omega said slowly.

Although he and his legion had a very low profile, this also meant that they would receive the most authentic and reliable intelligence when observing their brothers.

The Twentieth Legion had placed spies and intelligence agents in almost all of the Astartes Legions, except for the Dark Angels and Space Wolves.

These spies continuously transmitted detailed intelligence about the various legions, which allowed Omega to analyze the important information hidden within.

Often, truly valuable intelligence is hidden in the smallest details.

"But the primordial truth is, after all, an abstract and illusory existence. If a [god] that is more powerful than the four Chaos Gods and closer to the supreme one appeared before Luo Jia, what do you think he would do?"

Ingo immediately revealed a mocking smile.

"I remember very clearly how the Great Manifesto was transformed from an absolutely loyal and unwavering fanatic to a traitor who kept calling himself the 'False Emperor' and the 'Corpse Emperor'."

"But if he now knew that the emperor he abandoned was actually the Dark Lord, he would most likely abandon his ridiculous bottom line and pathetic persistence again."

"When the Dark Lord truly awakens, the Chaos Throne, symbolizing end and death, will have a true master. He will not only bring end to humanity, but also to all existence in the warp."

“You’re right, this is Luojia,” Omega said with a smile.

"Of course, these are just speculations. Once we see this great man of great wisdom in person, we will know whether our speculations are right or wrong."

The reason Omega went to such lengths and traveled such a long distance to find Luojia was to enhance his own strength.

The God-Emperor has revealed that they must help the Pope, at least to delay Qile's Alliance of Light and those hidden enemies.

The God Emperor felt uneasy. He knew that his other self would use every means to prevent his complete awakening.

But He didn't know what method His other self intended to use.

These most secret plans were completely locked away, and even the emperor himself had his memories erased, all to prevent "himself" from discovering them.

Omega knew full well how powerful the Empire was now, and that relying solely on the Alpha Legion would have a very low success rate.

If Luojia and Huaiyan could be dragged down with them, the situation would be much better.

Since Alpharis died in Hydra, the entire Twentieth Legion has suffered extremely severe blows.

Many Alpha Space Marines even genuinely believed that their Legion had betrayed humanity, so they chose to fall into the warp, and a very few even ascended to become daemon princes.

Omega was quite helpless about these Alphas who had also fooled him, but he had neither the time nor the energy to deal with these foolish traitors.

He still has an even more important mission to complete, because Alphareth is really dead, and Omega needs to take on his responsibility.

The Beta glided out of the subspace turbulence like a ghost, and the atmosphere of West Carlos, long tainted by chaotic energy and displaying a sickly, mottled color, appeared before the observation window.

This planet is the Word Bearers' sacred place in the warp, their second home after Colchis.

A distorted faith completely enveloped the world, and the air was filled with the eerie scent of blasphemous whispers and the burning incense of fanatics.

On the planet's surface, countless twisted, pointed temples pierce the murky sky, and enormous chaotic eight-pointed star symbols are imprinted on the earth, radiating a nauseating psionic glow.

The Alpha Legion's fleet encountered no resistance; in fact, they had anticipated the arrival of guests even before Omega expressed his purpose.

Omega was the first to step out of the hatch of the Thunderhawk gunboat, followed closely by Ingo Page.

Behind them, a small, elite squad of Lerna Terminators silently followed in formation.

What stands out from their surroundings is that they bear no trace of chaos and corruption; their power armor maintains a primitive, almost cold, clean appearance.

Only a deep, dark aura, so intense it seemed to absorb light, enveloped them, causing even the blasphemous psychic energy drifting in the air to slide away as if encountering an invisible barrier.

With the arrival of the Alpha Legion, the streets of Sicaros were already filled with Word Bearer Chaos Space Marines and fanatical mortal followers.

Their twisted armor was covered in blasphemous runes, and their eyes burned with chaotic fanaticism as they warmly welcomed their guests.

However, when they saw that these Alphas showed no signs of the corruption that would inevitably occur in the subspace environment, their fervor was involuntarily mixed with surprise, confusion, and even a trace of... fear.

In their eyes, these Alphas are no different from humans in the real universe.

Omega proceeded unimpeded to the heart of the Holy Word Spire—a massive, circular prayer hall with a towering stained-glass dome.

At the center of the hall is a huge meditation platform suspended in mid-air, composed of countless complex symbols.

On the platform sat the Great Manifestation Master—Luojia Aurelion.

Compared to the fervent and idealistic Luo Jia in Omega's memory, the Luo Jia before him exuded a deeper and more dangerous aura.

Omega had witnessed firsthand how Loka planned to overthrow Horus's rule during the military parade in Ulano.

To be honest, this behavior was extremely foolish. Luo Jia couldn't even guarantee that his offspring would stand by his side, which is why Angor Tai, who couldn't stand it anymore, forcibly ascended to demonhood using a ritual dagger.

Omega slowly approached the meditation platform, getting a clearer view of his brother.

The Great Word Bearer's massive demonic body was shrouded in heavy robes inscribed with runes of primordial truth, his exposed skin covered with unintelligible psionic tattoos and somewhat rough scales. His face was serene, his eyes closed, as if he were immersed in the deep sea of ​​cosmic truth.

An indescribable pressure, a mixture of pure psychic energy and absolute faith in some abstract "truth," enveloped the entire hall, making anyone who entered feel intensely oppressed.

“Luojia, my brother.” Omega’s voice broke the silence of the prayer hall.

"I am coming."

The seated figure slowly opened his eyes.

Luo Jia's pupils shimmered with an inhuman light as his gaze fell upon Omega, as if he were looking at something long forgotten and useless, before turning into pure scrutiny.

“Omega…” Luo Jia’s voice was deep and carried a strange resonance, as if countless voices were whispering at the same time, “...or should I call you Alpha Reis?”

"You always like this, this meaningless game of appearances, still your legion's pathetic pastime?"

Why trespass into my territory? I have no time to waste, and I don't want to guess who you are or what riddles you're trying to use to mislead me.

"I do not care."

“Sicaros does not welcome you.”

Luo Jia said without any politeness, directly issuing an order to leave.

There was no conflict between him having his descendants and followers prepare a welcoming ceremony and then immediately dismissing Omega upon meeting him.

"Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me? Are you afraid I'll bring you some unsettling news?"

“You are afraid, I can feel it.”

Omega let out a short, cold laugh that was unusually jarring in the silent hall.

He did not leave as Luo Jia had instructed, but stood there, his gaze sharp and fixed on Da Huaiyan.

"A clumsy attempt at reverse psychology."

"If you don't want to leave, then please do."

Luo Jia showed no emotional fluctuations, but instead closed her eyes again and continued meditating.

Omega observed his brother's appearance; Luo Jia was already quite different from before.

He now indeed has a "devilish" appearance, with five twisted horns extending backward from the top of his head, and the skin on his face reflecting a rough, lava-like texture.

However, a small scar still remains on his side.

It was a sword wound, and Omega could even imagine how flustered and panicked Luo Jia must have been when he faced that sword.

"So that's the 'gift' Guilliman left you? I never imagined that the most naive king among us, King Macragge, could defeat you, who has ascended to demonhood?"

"Even Colfalen was able to defeat Guilliman with psionic powers, but you were defeated by him."

Omega continued to chatter, the pale spear in his hand tapping rhythmically on the marble floor, the noise further stirring up the suppressed emotions in Luo Jia's heart.

"If you wanted to anger me, then you've succeeded?"

"Are you sure I won't kill you? You're on my turf right now!"

Luo Jia's voice suddenly rose, carrying a hint of angered psionic tremor that caused the chaotic runes on the hall walls to glow faintly.

"Do you really think you've hidden yourself well? The Alpha Legion kept switching sides and betting on both sides during that war."

“You are indeed helping Horus, but once Horus gains the upper hand, you will secretly help the Empire again, and so on, keeping the situation in a dynamic balance.”

"Although I don't like Horus, I still agree with the principle that loyalty that is not absolute is absolutely disloyal."

"If you can stand firmly on Horus's side, then the outcome of the war is still uncertain."

Luo Jia has been reflecting on where things went wrong during the Great Rebellion. In any case, in the warp, time is the most abundant resource.

There was no impatient and tyrannical chaotic god constantly issuing KPIs above the head of the Great Manifestation, so Luo Jia's life could be said to be quite comfortable.

For most of the time after ascending to demonhood, Luo Jia has been staying in Xikaros to review the game.

It wasn't until recently, when Guilliman and Vulcan were overwhelmed with dealing with the Ork Empire, that Luo Jia was willing to step forward and betray these brothers who were loyal to the false emperor.

But it was precisely this betrayal that caused Luo Jia to lose completely to Guilliman. The reason why the Great Manifesto still bears the scars is to remind himself that he must never be arrogant and careless again.

However, while it's good to be cautious, Omega is really courting death by reopening old wounds and sprinkling sulfuric acid on them.

Luo Jia made up his mind to teach this ungrateful brother a lesson.

He raised his right hand, and a terrifying psychic power gathered from all directions. Even a warlord-level Titan would collapse and disintegrate under the psychic power of the Great Speaker.

But Omega remained unmoved, and the Alpha warriors behind him were as cold as rocks.

A look of surprise immediately appeared on Luo Jia's face. He felt an extremely special power that perfectly eliminated his spiritual energy.

This feels like...

The power of the chaotic gods.

Just like if Luo Jia really took action against Carlos and completely killed the Weaver of Fate, then the villain behind him would definitely step in to protect his messenger.

The chief demon is an extremely important existence for every chaotic evil god, far surpassing those nameless demons who are numerous and numerous.

"But this aura..."

Luo Jia frowned, frantically searching through his memories for information about the Chaos Power.

Tzeentch? Slaanesh? Khorne? Nurgle?
neither.

Luo Jia knew very well that Omega was not a follower of any chaotic evil god, otherwise he would have known this.

Of the four Chaos Gods of today, only two have their own Primarchs—Angron of Khorne and Forgrim of Slaanesh.

Besides the four Chaos Powers, who else in the subspace has the ability to completely erase their own psionic energy?

Vashtor? Impossible. This sneaky fellow has always longed for an ascension, but Luo Jia knows that the probability of the Forge Master ascending to [Vicious Arts] is infinitely close to zero.

All of this was nothing but Vashtor's pathetic fantasy; becoming a member of the Chaos Octagon is not something that can be achieved through effort alone.

Birac? That's impossible. If He had that power, He wouldn't be in this state now.

Luo Jia searched through his mind but couldn't find a suitable candidate. He could only wonder if Omega, like himself, had embraced the primordial truth.

Upon realizing this, Da Huaiyan immediately changed his attitude.

"my brother."

"Have you chosen the same path as me? Have you also received the blessing of primordial truth?"

Because of his enlightenment of the primordial truth, Luo Jia's spiritual power far surpasses that of the past. At least if it were the current Luo Jia, he could almost crush him to defeat the Luo Jia who once rebelled against Horus.

Seeing that Luo Jia had finally taken the bait, Omega revealed a playful smile.

"Didn't you say that the 20th Army Corps' stance in that war was highly questionable?"

"We are indeed maintaining a balance between humanity and chaos, not so that we can extract more benefits from it, but for one purpose—"

"We must save humanity."

Luo Jia found Omega's words amusing.

Saving humanity—what a grand title! Everyone loves to use that title to do bloody and brutal things.

To save humanity, the Emperor launched a Great Crusade, reunifying the entire galaxy. In the process, countless humans perished in the war, the number of which is incalculable.

Horus betrayed the Emperor to save humanity, embracing the power of chaos. He wanted to defeat the Emperor and become the new ruler of mankind, leading them to a brighter future.

Luo Jia himself actually wanted to save humanity. He hoped that all humans would become psionicists and be deeply bound to the warp, as this was the only way forward.

Now, Luo Jia really wants to hear what Omega has to say.

"Alpharis and I understood long ago that humanity and the Warp cannot be completely separated. They are both opposed and unified. Trying to destroy the Warp will only lead to the destruction of humanity as well."

"What we can do is to maintain a balanced and coexisting relationship between the subspace and humanity, and then spiral forward."

"Human beings have a natural weakness: when there is no external threat, they will shift their conflicts inward and create enemies when there are none."

"As a result, the entire civilization is trapped in a downward spiral from which it cannot extricate itself. This is because constant internal strife leads to a rapid decline in the overall strength of the civilization, attracts external threats, and ultimately causes the civilization to collapse."

"Therefore, a sufficiently powerful enemy is necessary. There is a famous saying in ancient Terra: 'A nation without external enemies will perish.'"

"Therefore, we cannot destroy chaos, nor can we allow chaos to devour humanity. We strive to play the role of a weight in it, shifting to the lighter side to restore balance when the scales are about to tip."

Omega explained his internal logic, and as Luo Jia listened, his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

It must be said that what he said does make some sense, but not much.

“These reasons are not enough; they cannot completely convince me,” Luo Jia said.

“What is your true purpose? I can see that you are not blindly maintaining the balance, but rather using this method to achieve some unknown goal.”

"As expected of you, my brother!" Omega praised.

"You have accurately grasped the crux of the problem."

"On the other hand, the object of our loyalty has never changed."

The Hydra Lord paused for a moment before speaking.

"We have always been loyal to the Emperor, or rather... the God Emperor."

"Even if He has not yet awakened at this point in time, when we realize the future of humanity, we already understand that only the God-Emperor can save humanity."

“We cannot allow the Chaos faction to become too powerful, because by some predetermined fate, nine Astartes legions will choose to betray us. Therefore, Alpharis led half of his legions to join Horus’s side.”

"Only in this way can our Alpha Legion occupy that one-ninth of the positions and prevent terrifying legions like the Dark Angels, Holy Blood Angels, and Ultra Warriors from falling into chaos."

Luo Jia's expression immediately turned strange.

He found that what Omega said seemed to make sense.

But... the God Emperor?
Wasn't this the concept he proposed? When did AlphaRes and Omega become so supportive of him?

"Of course, the God-Emperor we believe in and are loyal to is slightly different from the God-Emperor in your Holy Word."

"He is not the emperor sitting high on the golden throne, but the true God who is awakening behind the emperor!"

Luo Jia's pupils suddenly contracted, and the psionic atmosphere in the hall instantly became extremely unstable, as if the air had solidified.

"What are you talking about? There was a problem with my previous record of holy words. The Emperor is indeed not a god, at least his power is not as great as the four Chaos Gods."

Luo Jia retorted.

But then, Omega continued to place its bets.

"You should know that Guilliman and Vulcan are hiding something, but coincidentally, I know what they are hiding."

"What they are concealing is... the essence of their father, his true face... the Lord of Darkness!"

(End of this chapter)