Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 162 Go for it

Deep within the Martian Forging Hall, the Martian Forging General, the supreme leader of the Mechanicus, sat indifferently on a cold alloy throne, quietly awaiting Guilliman's accountability communication.

He showed no fear, even waiting for the Primarch's questioning, having already calculated the pros and cons and planned the overall situation.

The conflict was confined to a localized area.

This meticulously planned ambush has yielded the most coveted prize for the Mechanicus: the intact remains of the Humanoid Mechanoid.

From the moment the Mechanoid Legion of the Human Alliance appeared on the Terra battlefield, its unconventional combat effectiveness and terrifying power that overwhelmed conventional weaponry completely shattered the technological barriers that the Mechanicus had built up over thousands of years.

The tactical limits, dynamic logic, and physical structure exhibited by these soulless steel creations far exceeded the cognitive imagination of all the high-ranking sages on Mars.

This is a technology that only existed in the Dark Ages.

The attitude of the Mechanicus towards the Human Alliance has always been characterized by extreme fanaticism and fatal contradictions.

They are extremely hostile to and completely reject all artificial intelligence and autonomous mechanical logic, regarding soulless autonomous machines as heretics and evil spirits that blaspheme Omnesia, and as heinous sins that deviate from the truth of machinery.

At the same time, they were also coveting and lusting after the Human Alliance's unparalleled cutting-edge mechanical technology, deeply yearning for this creative secret that transcended the existing technological system.

In the core doctrines of the Martian priests, they firmly believed in a crazy truth: the reason why the humanoid robots of the Alliance possessed the terrifying power to overturn the war was not simply due to the accumulation of technology.

Within these steel shells surely lie the sacred sparks of Omnesia scattered across the world.

Those are fragments of the origin of mechanical divinity, the ultimate truth that countless Martian cultivators have sought and pursued for generations, yet have never been able to reach.

The People's Alliance unconsciously harnessed this sacred power through unknown means, thus creating this unsolvable, steel-powered army on the ground.

This realization plunged the entire Mechanicus into a double frenzy of greed and fear.

They fear that the Human Alliance's power will continue to grow and eventually overthrow the Mechanicus's unchanging galactic technological dominance with this sacred technology; but they are even more eager to dismantle, analyze, and thoroughly understand the entire structure of the mechanical humanoids, seize the Omnisiah's blessing, and complete their own incomplete mechanical truth.

What they wanted was not a local victory, but to use this conflict to seize samples, analyze the technology, and replicate the true meaning, so as to reconstruct this power system with the orthodox doctrines of the Mechanicus, and ultimately counter, counterbalance, and even completely control the Human Alliance from the root, eliminating the possibility of heretical machines overriding the authority of Omnesia.

To achieve this ambition, the Cult of Mechanics swiftly launched a top-secret research project, gathering the world's most advanced computing power and ancient mechanical secrets to dismantle the mechanical humanoid's power core, physical structure, and combat mechanism inch by inch, determined to strip away its technological essence and monopolize this sacred power that transcends time.

"Human Alliance? Hmph, I admit your mechanical soldiers are very skilled, but unfortunately your technological development went wrong!"

"Whoever controls the Star Sea holds the initiative!"

Mars's confidence in so brazenly provoking and scheming against the Human Alliance stems from its overwhelming interstellar combat power.

The entire Human Alliance has only three ships across the galaxy, all of which are Eldar-type vessels. They have not developed a single main battleship, and are completely lacking in interstellar combat and expedition capabilities.

The Cult of Machines, this region serves as the main base of the human empire, with over a thousand combat starships that can be deployed at any time. Under full mobilization, thousands of steel warships can instantly traverse the star sea.

These vast, sky-covering imperial star fleets are the greatest asset of all of Mars' ambitions and arrogance.

The general's schemes were ruthless and precise.

He was convinced that the severely damaged People's Union would definitely file a complaint with Guilliman and accuse the Empire of its despicable acts.

This seemingly disadvantageous standoff was precisely a carefully orchestrated situation by the Mechanicus. The vast majority of the High Lords stood by his side.

Once the situation escalates, they will use the pretext of widespread famine and the resulting social crisis in Terra to fabricate a story within the Imperial Ministry of the Interior that "the Human Alliance has instigated a famine and massacred nobles."

The Mechanicus accused the machine of "the heretical humanoid machines stealing the sacred spark, rebelling against the doctrines of Omnesia, and breeding unforgivable alien machine souls."

The combined forces exerted pressure at every level and coerced Guilliman into publicly taking sides and making a choice.

"Primarch? Even Primarchs must bow down!"

"The era of the Primarchs is over!" General Mars Forging roared.

If the Primarch makes even the slightest compromise or concession, the Mechanicus will be able to completely seize the initiative, rightfully judge, suppress, and check the League of Humans, and completely lock this outside force into Terra's political chessboard.

The Cult of Machines had already completed a full-scale strategic simulation and was not unaware of the possibility of a full-scale war by the Human Alliance. However, in Mars' eyes, this threat was negligible and could be ignored by Xi Jinping.

"The Human Rights Alliance, heretics, what use are they without warships?"

The Human Alliance boasts a massive army of 100,000 mechanical humanoids, whose combat power is unparalleled on the surface of the earth. However, it has an insurmountable fatal weakness: all mechanical units are designed for pure land combat, lacking interstellar travel, orbital assault capabilities, and boarding maneuvering capabilities. They are completely confined to the planetary surface and unable to set foot in the cosmos.

As long as the Mechanicus Cult maintains absolute control over the universe, it can easily wipe out all of the Human Alliance's ground forces with its orbital firepower alone.

The two sides are worlds apart in terms of the dimensions of warfare and the level of combat, which is the fundamental reason why Mars dares to ignore the anger of the Human Alliance and wantonly plunder its core technologies.

Meanwhile, the three core powers of the empire—the Tribunal, the State Religion, and the Imperial Ministry of the Interior—have always harbored extreme hostility and rejection towards the Human Alliance.

"The Primarchs are troublesome; their power must be limited."

Their scheme goes far beyond simply expelling foreign forces: to use this technological contest and factional conflict to completely sever Guilliman's political protection of the SUPP.

The conservative faction would not allow the Primarch to mediate or remain neutral, and insisted on forcing Guilliman to make a public statement, imposing harsh sanctions on the People's League, and completely severing the bond between the Primarch and the People's League.

In the ultimate calculations of all conservative imperial forces, a surface-based military force without a supporting interstellar fleet is ultimately nothing more than a rootless duckweed. Galactic wars in the interstellar age are never decided by surface battles.

The ultimate force that truly determines the survival of a faction and defines the outcome of a battle is always the control of the vast starry sky.

The Mechanic Cult, which controls fleets, governs the cosmos, and has glimpsed the sacred mechanical sparks, firmly believes that it will eventually purge all heretics and regain absolute monopoly on the truth of galactic machinery.

The Anna sisters watched the entire ambush video.

"Is this the Cult of Machine God? The church to which the Great Sage Caul belongs?"

A chilling glint flashed in Annie's eyes: "He—betrayed the Human Alliance?"

Anna and Anne had long heard of the Mechanicus, knowing its powerful foundation and immense authority, with the Great Sage Caul being a highly influential figure within the cult. Despite their anger and suspicion, the sisters did not contact Guilliman directly, but instead immediately reached out to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun then explained the situation to the two: "Although the Great Sage Caul holds a high position and enjoys a great reputation, he cannot represent the entire Mechanicus. The true power center of the Mechanicus has always been the Forging General."

"The probability of the great sage Kaul betraying him is very low."

Anne spoke abruptly, her voice barely concealing her resentment: "Commander, I can't swallow this."

Fang Yun looked up at her, his gaze steady and firm, giving her complete trust with the highest authority.

"You are now the Supreme Commander of the People's League."

"Do whatever you want."

"Go for it."

Anne was in charge of the operation: "The Human Rights Alliance is inviolable, especially by a bunch of twisted and corrupted individuals!"

Born into the lower class of Galun, Annie now holds several positions, including engineer and acting commander of the Human Alliance. She is the most fervent believer and the most steadfast follower of the Human Alliance's truth.

She would never allow anyone or any force to arbitrarily violate the bottom line of the Human Alliance, and she could not tolerate the Machine God Cult's disdain for artificial intelligence and its view of alien machines as heretics, while at the same time it was coveting and attempting to steal the Human Alliance's core technology.

Anne immediately rushed to the command ship's central area.

There was no roundabout political maneuvering, no request for Guilliman to mediate, and no attempt to force the Primarchs to intervene in the war.

Anne rejected all compromises and chose the most direct and ruthless way to wage war.

She did not inform any of the empire's dignitaries, but instead sent a brief, cold, and irreversible message to the great sage, Caul.

The Human Alliance has officially declared war on the Mechanicus.

An unexpected and earth-shattering war suddenly broke out.

An obscure, relatively new force on Terra has launched a full-scale war against a super faction that has existed for trillions of years, ruled over millions of stars, and wielded the mechanical power of the human empire.

The moment the declaration of war was made, Fang Yun simultaneously activated the full set of war permissions, completely connecting and embedding the Human Alliance's exclusive all-domain battlefield module system into the core combat system of 100,000 mechanical humanoids.

In an instant, all the robot combat systems completed full-domain networking, data unification, and module synchronization.

Fang Yun's module system penetrated underground workshops, hidden altars, concealed strongholds, and Vatican armories, capturing and locking onto the precise coordinates of all Mechanicus personnel, strongholds, workshops, and high-energy weapon sites within Terra.

Massive amounts of precise data are projected and refreshed in real time onto the retinal tactical UI interface of each robotic humanoid.

The once vast, complex, and heavily fortified Holy Terra has been completely modularized, task-oriented, and duplicated by the system.

The mechanical cult's defensive positions, scattered throughout the imperial city, have been transformed into highlighted [Assault Mission Points].

The secret experimental base, high-end forging workshop, and forbidden mechanical research base of Mars stationed in Terra are all marked as [High-level Annihilation Dungeon].

The system automatically fine-tunes the positions, advance routes, and combat roles of all robotic figures to achieve the optimal tactical deployment across the entire domain.

A chilling, all-domain combat alert echoed across every mechanical terminal:

[Detecting Hostile Forces: The Cult of the Machine God's Armed Forces]

The full-area cleanup mission has been refreshed.

[Ultimate combat privileges unlocked: Unrestricted strikes, total destruction, and technologically overwhelming eradication]

In the next instant, 100,000 robotic figures simultaneously activated their full-armor mode.

A particle pulse main cannon, far ahead of the Imperial era, a high-frequency annihilation array, and super-energy-overwhelming technological weapons are all being charged simultaneously.

Fire simultaneously.

There was no brutal, bloody battle; only the overwhelming technological gap that swept across generations.

Precise, ruthless, thorough, and comprehensive.

On the land of Terra, all the Machina Cult forces, both hidden and overt, were simultaneously and swiftly attacked.

hit.

One after another, the mechanical altars that had stood for thousands of years collapsed, the precision forging workshops were annihilated, and squads of modified monks and guarding mechanical legions of the Papacy were instantly disintegrated and destroyed under the absolute technological suppression.

On the land of Holy Terra, the order that the Mechanicus had held for millennia was being shattered by the steel torrent of the Human Alliance with the most resolute force.

The most thorough approach is to violently crush and completely eradicate the entire region.

On the surface of Holy Terra, a main stronghold of the Church, guarded by a large number of modified monks of the Cult of Mechanics, servo mech legions, and high-level workshop garrisons, was the first to fall into the attack range of the Human Alliance players and was immediately subjected to a frontal assault.

News of the outbreak of war spread instantly throughout all the high-ranking circles of Terra.

The Imperial Guard, Ministry of the Interior officials, state clergy, Inquisition monks, Terran hereditary nobles, and even various imperial factions observing from all sides, all activated their global observation arrays, focusing their attention on this battlefield.

Everyone was filled with an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

Since the establishment of the Human Empire as the legitimate successor for ten thousand years, no external force has dared to provoke or launch a direct attack on the legitimate stronghold of the Mechanicus here.

Without exception, all forces adopted a detached, indifferent attitude, convinced that this was a farcical and presumptuous act.

"A mere bunch of rootless, baseless, foreign mechanical creations dare to provoke the devout followers of Omnesia?"

"They brought about their own destruction."

"The Terra garrison of the Cult of Machine God is equipped with a full set of heavy armor and holy machine spirit weapons, which can crush these aliens into scrap metal in an instant."

The sages stationed on Terra from Mars looked cold and confident.

In their minds, the Human Alliance possessed some surface combat power but lacked a system, foundation, and the support of sacred machinery. Against the orthodox Vatican forces, defeat was inevitable.

All the onlookers waited quietly for the Human Alliance's mechanical dolls to be unilaterally slaughtered and utterly defeated.

However, the ensuing battle completely overturned everyone's understanding.

The anticipated Papacy firepower suppression, Holy Soul punishment, and heavy mech charge did not materialize.

Instead, it was a complete and utter one-sided crushing defeat, with no chance of fighting back.

Player-controlled robotic formations are well-organized and tactically agile. Every advance precisely targets the weaknesses in the Mechanicus's defenses, and every shot fires directly at the core of the enemy's military equipment.

An advanced particle annihilation beam swept across the land, easily tearing apart the Holy See's proud sacred alloy heavy armor; a high-frequency pulse force field instantly paralyzed the entire stronghold's machine soul links, control systems, and firepower arrays.

The molten guns in the hands of the Mechanicus monks, the explosive bullets from the servo mechs, and the defensive psionic energy from the ancient altar bombarded the bodies of the Human Alliance mechs, only managing to ignite tiny sparks, unable to even penetrate the surface defensive coating.

But as soon as the Human Alliance unleashes its firepower, the fortifications collapse, the mechs disintegrate, and the armed forces are annihilated.

Their weapons...

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"Are you kidding me!"

"Why is he so strong?!"