Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

The Mechanical Sage led Qin Yun toward the Golden Throne.

The Imperial Guards silently made way for them.

Before long, they reached the first area of ​​disability.

"It's really ugly."

Qin Yun stared speechlessly at the patched-up device in front of him.

The Golden Throne has been in operation for tens of thousands of years, and many of its components have become less functional due to their age.

To compensate for the insufficient power of the original parts, the mechanical repair guild had to add some devices to the existing components.

This makes the overall design look bloated and inefficient.

Qin Yun activated the Key of Infinity, guiding the power of time to cover the core components.

Use its power to reverse the time of the device.

Reset it to its factory settings.

As the indicator light illuminates, the mechanical repair unit is automatically disconnected, and the disabled area is restored to a working state.

"You've recovered already?"

The mechanical sages following behind Qin Yun exclaimed in surprise.

"This is the power of time."

"A time-manipulating artifact that can be used at will."

"It must be the power of Om Messiah."

"I felt as if I were seeing the light of wisdom in the temple of truth."

"........."

The wise men were generous with their praise.

Trajan was also stunned by what he saw.

Does this work too?

"Next." Qin Yun ignored their emotions and calmly urged the sages to lead him to the next area of ​​disability.

Players also followed the guide and others to get a close look at the Golden Throne.

Suddenly, a ding sounded.

The players turned to look and saw a notification pop up in the corner of the golden platform, the light changing from green to red.

Before long, several servants pushed a black anti-gravity coffin to the corner where the notification sound had come from.

There was originally a black coffin connected to the golden throne in that corner.

The servants disconnected the cables from the original black coffin and dragged it away.

The new coffin was then placed on top. The tubing for delivering nutrients and other purposes was then installed and secured in an orderly manner.

The indicator light then changed from red back to green.

The coffin contained the body of a man with his head shaved.

He awoke as the coffin and the golden throne were connected, his face contorted in agony.

He opened his mouth and let out a scream.

But the soundproofing material used in the coffin blocked his screams.

Inside the replaced coffin was a charred corpse, as black as charcoal.

"Are those all psionicists who are to be burned?"

"It's changed every day??"

"How many do you burn a day now?"

"........."

The players began to whisper among themselves.

They clearly knew what it was.

Qin Yun ignored the little incident and continued repairing the disabled area with the Mechanical Sage.

After the damaged area is repaired,

He also used his special ability to communicate with machine spirits,

They also identified the hidden dangers of the Golden Throne and used the Infinite Key to repair them.

With the hidden dangers of the Golden Throne resolved one by one, the symphony of numerous machines once again became perfect.

The energy expenditure of psionicists was reduced dramatically.

The frequency of explosions and sparks has decreased significantly.

The Golden Throne was restored to its original, normal functioning state.

Unfortunately, this situation couldn't last long.

The power to reverse time has limitations.

Once the power of time is weakened by psionic energy, the components will break down at a faster rate.

The Infinite Key can only delay the collapse of the Golden Throne; it's merely a temporary fix.

Ultimately, we need to find a way to understand how the Golden Throne works in order to completely solve the problem.

"It's done."

Qin Yun put away the Key of Infinity.

At this moment, a golden light screen appeared.

[Mission: Use the Infinite Key to maintain the operation of the Golden Throne (Completed)]

[Rewards are being distributed.]

Following the prompts on the light screen

The roar of machines in the throne room suddenly intensified, as if countless machines were singing in unison.

The room was filled with light.

Trajan and the wise men stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

"How is this going?"

"what happened?"

Under their astonished gazes, a hole of light opened.

A resounding hymn emanated from the cave of light, ancient and sacred, possessing incredible power that could cleanse the soul and expel evil forces.

Throughout the solar system, devout believers sensed the Emperor's divine intervention, and their prayers grew ever louder.

Several angels of pure wisdom, with implanted metal prosthetics, flew out of the cave of light.

Their appearance had changed drastically since Qin Yun first saw them on the Imperial Glory.

What was extremely creepy became less creepy, and my skin even had a glow.

In a horror movie, he wouldn't be fit to be the main villain anymore.

"It seems my previous guess was correct; the appearance of the Cherubim is indeed related to the state of the Empire and the Emperor."

With his own reforms and Guilliman's efforts

Science and reason are gradually returning to the empire.

Given time, the Empire will surely transform into a normal interstellar civilization.

These cherubim will also change their appearance as the empire improves, becoming true child angels.

The cherubim together carried a large chest engraved with countless fire runes and a golden double-headed eagle, and flew to Qin Yun's front.

"Is this the Emperor manifesting his divine power?"

“Praise be to Om Messiah.”

"........."

The sages bowed and performed the gear-like salute, and a binary hymn praising Om Messiah emanated from the generator.

The imperial guards were dumbfounded and dared not make a move.

Heraklion couldn't help but swallow hard.

He had been a member of the Imperial Guard for hundreds of years, but he had never received any enlightenment from the Emperor.

But the sage before them was once again favored by the emperor.

A sense of annoyance rose in his heart.

The act of stopping and questioning the saint just now was utterly stupid beyond redemption.

The emperor had sat silently on his golden throne for millennia, never uttering a word to them.

No matter who it is, they can only rely on the Tarot cards to interpret His intentions.

The sage is the only being in the empire who can communicate and interact with the emperor.

He actually went and made things difficult for the other party!

Trajan, standing to the side, appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, his heart was in turmoil.

He's manifested his divine power again!!

Last time, I could comfort them by saying it was because of the original entity.

Even though the original body is gone, the emperor still manifests his divine power.

Well, now we have to admit something that saddens the entire Imperial Guard.

Their master doted on only one person: the 'saint'.

“Keep up the good work, my lord is very pleased with your performance,” said the Cherubim.

"Okay, okay, you should go back now, we're busy here." Qin Yun waved his hand casually, signaling the cherubim to go back.

Trajan: "…………"

At that moment, he finally understood an old saying from Terra.

What you can't have always stirs your heart, while those who are favored are always complacent.

Even a slight guidance from the Emperor obtained through Tarot cards would cause the Imperial Guards to become so excited that they could hardly control their emotions.

Now, the emperor's messenger has personally delivered the message, but this guy looks impatient.

God!

Oh, Earth!

Your Majesty!

Why did you choose this guy as the saint? Which Imperial Guard wasn't more loyal than him?

"Oh, right, there's something I need to mention," Qin Yun called out to the Archangel who was flying towards the Cave of Light, "It's about the Imperial Guard!!"

Upon hearing this, the hearts of the Imperial Guards present skipped a beat, and their eyes widened in unison.

"Oh no! Is this guy going to tattle?"

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me!!"

Trajan and the other guards were all on tenterhooks.

If the Emperor himself were to deny the contributions of the Imperial Guards, it would be a heavy blow to them.

Who knows, even Trajan's position as commander of the Imperial Guard might be replaced.

The cherubim stopped in his tracks. "Tell me, and I will relay your message to my master."

Qin Yun glanced at Trajan and then continued speaking.

"The Imperial Guards are excellent in both combat and strategy. They should not be confined to the palace. Guilliman and I have reached an agreement to completely liberate the Imperial Guards, restore them to their former 10,000-man regiments, and send them back to the Galactic battlefield."