673. The Technological Imp and the God in the Machine!

Tech imp, Gremlin.

It only exists in the ancient legends of the Adeptus Mechanicus or in the secret files that the Inquisition cannot find.

It is one of the subspace ghosts that can destroy the machine itself or control the machine to do evil.

However, compared to the nearly endless chaos demons in the subspace, the negative impact these imps can have on the material universe is really limited, and they cannot even use the power of chaos to corrupt many things.

So most of the time, the tech guys who serve as ears and ears will be regarded by the engine oil veterans as some kind of unknown machine spirit with a bad temper.

However, Gremlin, who are almost everywhere in the material universe, also have masters.

But the masters of these little things are neither demon princes nor were they born from the four great dark evil gods.

The opponent has its own sphere of influence in the subspace, and its almost unique abilities and positioning make it unique among the gods of the subspace.

At the same time, it is also the caster and owner of all soul furnaces, the embodiment of all dark technologies, strong curiosity, and even the ambition to innovate.

It and its traders will happily sign a completely fair and just agreement with every Chaos Demon who comes to obtain power and technology, or who wants to get rid of the shackles of factions and the shame of exile, and only use the many transaction terms above. A slave contract that voluntarily lures the devil into taking the bait.

It is the arms dealer in this great game, but it is also an unstable ally of every dark evil god.

It is the master of furnaces and the god of machines.

It is the Creator, Vashtor.

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At this moment, Rorschach, with a solemn expression, drove the vibranium power armor to kneel on one knee.

He carefully manipulated a purple-glow metal ten-ring to touch the silent cable monster.

"If it hadn't been for the chaotic aura that this thing occasionally exudes, which attracted my special attention, I probably wouldn't have been able to discover its existence in the first place."

"As for you asking me what this is, I can only say that it is 200% related to subspace!"

The next second, Rorschach, whose eyes slowly turned, stared at the particularly large foundry general Wesley in front of him and said calmly.

Then, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Raditus suspended in mid-air.

"Raeditus, don't tell me that you didn't heed my hint before and call for outside support in advance."

Rorschach finished speaking.

Reditus, with red light flashing in his eyes, spread out a pair of mechanical arms towards Foundry General Wesley not far away.

It said in a very helpless tone:

"Sorry, old friend, you are unfortunately involved in Chaos. We cannot believe in any loyalty you show until we are sure that you have not suffered any corruption!"

"...The data operation has a 100% chance of success. The humanity I deliberately retained is constantly reminding me that your transgression is a very dangerous decision for both parties. However, my data analysis and firm belief also tell me that I believe in a person." The personality of the Primarch and the character of an old friend are the best choices.”

"A few milliseconds ago, I informed the Great Sage Holy Council of the Forging World that until I was completely freed from the suspicion of Chaos Corruption, the overall command authority of the Triple Fal will be handed over to the original body. I think this is enough to prove My loyalty is gone.”

At this moment, General Wesley, who seemed to shake his huge mechanical head and countless pairs of small mechanical eyes, instantly retracted all the exposed deadly weapons into the body like a mechanical hill.

It said in a low voice to Rorschach and Raditus.

Boom——

However, at this time, there was a deafening roar.

The thick metal door that originally closed automatically was completely melted by the scorching heat from the melt weapon, creating an extremely eye-catching huge hole!

The next second, the Terminator Guard composed of the Lamenters and the Astartes of the Black Templars.

Like a speeding steel train, it quickly rushed into the room.

Heavily armed, they raised the storm bolters and assault cannons in their palms without any hesitation.

Firmly locked on the huge mechanical body of Forging General Wesley!

"stop--"

At the moment of lightning, Rorschach, who reacted more quickly, raised his hand to stop the Terminator Guard's next offensive move.

Then, Rorschach, who pondered for a moment, raised his neck and assured the foundry general Wesley in the name of the original body, who had been silent for a long time.

He will maintain the necessary protection and respect for the Forge World's Triple Fal and the Adeptus Mechanicus, and will not become a tyrant who does whatever he wants.

In this regard, Raditus, who wanted to try his best to calm the tense atmosphere, also said cautiously to Foundry General Wesley.

The Primarch was a generous man who understood the contribution of the Adeptus Mechanicus to the Imperium of Man, was full of humanity, and was willing to grant freedom to his men.

After all, only the other party can do such a thing, appointing a servo skull with personality and even intelligence to become the chief mechanical sage.

So much for the casting of General Wesley.

Rorschach and others seemed to have found a way to step down.

Feeling that the atmosphere was relaxed, they discussed for a while.

Only then did this completely end this major emergency that might have triggered a conflagration between the Primarch fleet and the Forge World.

However, Reditus, who had put on the Micro Knight Titan again, did not leave the ancient palace of Wesley, the Forging General.

The reason he gave to Rorschach was.

If the other party was really corrupted by Chaos.

Then Reditus wanted to send this old friend off personally.

In addition, Reditus hesitated for a while, but still revealed one thing to Rorschach.

That is, Wesley Farr, the Forging General, was not the Oil Old Man.

When Reditus first knew her.

She was still a young Oil Girl with flesh and blood, and she did not have the terrifying appearance that was far beyond human imagination.

"So, it's not a fellow apprentice, but a senior apprentice?"

At this moment, Rorschach subconsciously opened his eyes.

Suddenly, he stared at Reditus, who was floating in the air, with an indescribable strange look.

Then, he seemed to remember something as his thoughts turned.

A rare nostalgia and melancholy flashed faintly on that bronze face.

"The Shark Fleet needs major maintenance, and the subspace storm has not completely dissipated, so we are expected to stay on Triple Farr for a while. I will mobilize the Astartes priests to cooperate with you to check whether the other party is corrupted by Chaos."

"Reditus, don't let me down, understand?"

After the voice fell, Rorschach drove the Vibranium Power Armor without looking back.

He led the Terminator Guards directly to the outside of the ancient palace.

Behind him, the Servo Skull Reditus with red light flashing in his eyes slowly swung the pair of mechanical arms.

He performed a standard gear salute to the tall back of the Primarch.