Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Because just calming the machine soul is something that a machine servant alone can never accomplish.

After all, the Star Claws had a limited number of people, even if the technical sergeants of the three regiments were added together, there were not many. Maintaining one or two factories was already the limit, and they simply did not have the ability to maintain the entire Forge World.

Even though they don't need other production capacity at the moment, they are already too busy maintaining the power armor and terminator armor factories alone.

Weapons and ammunition are simple, and even without the cooperation of machine spirits, the current output is sufficient to meet the needs of their several regiments.

There is no other reason, just that there are few people.

You have to know that during the Great Crusade, Triton's output could provide logistical supplies for several legions. Now, their combined output is less than 1/10 of the size of a legion, so any leak of oil and water is enough for them.

"Machine Spirit, please listen to my voice..."

In the control center, Nono placed his palms on the control panel and whispered a binary prayer.

The sleeping machine soul of the central nervous system was awakened, and the knowledge of the entire planet suddenly poured into Nono's mind. She knew the history of this planet over the past ten thousand years, from its founding to the Great Crusade, and to today, ten thousand years later.

All the changes during this period were fully displayed before her eyes, and all the secrets of this planet were completely open to her at this moment.

With the machine soul that controls the center, she can easily control the machine souls of the entire world.

All the machine souls were awakened at this moment. Their anger was quickly calmed down and they became extremely peaceful and docile.

Nuonuo withdrew her hand and frowned slightly:

"Take me to the Terminator factory."

"Failed?"

Amanius was not surprised by this. Machine Souls were not so easy to tame, especially the most powerful Machine Soul in the Forge World.

How easy is it to control the whole world once and for all?

They soon returned to the manufacturing plant of the MK4 power armor, and the manufacturing plant of the Terminator armor was right next to it.

This time, nothing unexpected happened and the machine soul was awakened smoothly.

The factory's production capacity has resumed operation. Although the production capacity is not as exaggerated as the MK4 power armor, it is still 200 sets per year.

In less than thirty years, it will no longer be a dream to have all members of a regiment wearing Terminator armor!

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Constellation, bridge.

"Noah."

Nono whispered, "The machine soul told me that there is an entire intelligence control army in Triton's underground factory."

Noah asked doubtfully:

"The Mechanicus is useless?"

It's not surprising that there is a cybernetics corps in the Forge World. What's surprising is why it didn't work when Huron massacred them.

“They forgot.”

Nono said, "The sage who controlled the Intelligence Control Corps was killed in an internal political struggle. Before he died, he hid the entire Intelligence Control Corps underground. As time went by, it gradually became unknown to the public."

Noah made no comment, except to say that the story fits his stereotype of the oil man who is very self-centered.

"How many are there?"

"12 intelligent control battalions, approximately 6000 intelligent control robots."

"Can you try to control them?"

Nono blinked:

"I already controlled them when I took control of the Central."

"You won't be discovered, right?"

"Of course, with Amanius's skills, he couldn't find anything."

Noah nodded calmly, although he thought the Hurons were nice people.

Their friendship had not deteriorated after several decades, and Huron was still as honest with him as ever.

But we have to be on guard against others, there must always be some security guarantee.

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"Lord von Valancius! Dagonus welcomes your return! Please proceed and dock at Starport 13!"

When Noah's fleet arrived at Dagonus, the tower commander's voice was filled with excitement.

Because today, he will have the honor of meeting a living legend!

That was the reason why the von Valancius dynasty prospered, and he was also the saint of the state religion.

And from today on, he is the living saint of the state religion!

The Thunder Eagle flew across the sky and landed on the helipad outside the Upper Nest Palace.

Just as he had last been here, every street and bridge in Upper Nest was packed with people.

"Long live the Ronin Trader!"

"Long live Noah von Valancius!"

"Praise the living saint!"

The moment Noah walked out of the cabin, a tsunami of praise resounded through the sky.

All the people were shaking with excitement. They all knelt on the ground and kissed the ground with their cheeks.

Noah turned his gaze away from the people and looked up at the sky.

He felt that the air quality in the hive had improved noticeably, and he could even see blue sky and white clouds. Even in the upper hive, this was a luxury.

"grown ups."

Clementia, who was waiting and greeting him in front of the Arc de Triomphe, bowed her head respectfully.

Noah looked at the planetary governor. She looked almost the same as she had decades ago, except for a few more wrinkles on her forehead.

"Lord Noah."

Next to Clementia, the golden-haired saint was looking at him with a pious look.

She still looks the same age as when I first met her. The years have left no trace on her body. This may be one of the reasons why she is revered as a "holy virgin" by believers. The girl's face is still as young and beautiful as a girl, but her temperament is as noble as a saint, which makes people admire her.

Noah smiled and said:

"Leticia, long time no see."

The girl blushed a little, and her tone suddenly weakened:

"Eh?! Did you recognize him, sir?"

Cassia puffed up her cheeks slightly. She was obviously in her forties, why was she pretending to be young?

Noah was a little impressed. It was obvious that Jeanna protected Leticia very well.

Although she pretends to be very similar at first, once she is exposed, it will be found that her personality is actually the same as it was decades ago.

Clementia looked at the Holy Virgin beside her and suddenly felt a little frightened.

Because she didn't recognize it at all!

"Where's Jeanne?" Noah asked.

Leticia's eyes wandered:

"My sister..."

Noah tried to comfort her helplessly:

"Don't worry, I'm not going to blame her."

Leticia waved her hand and whispered:

"No, Lord Noah, I'm not worried. It's just that my sister is not in Dagonus right now. She is on an expedition."

"expedition?"

This word surprised Noah a little. He shook his head and said, "Let's go in and talk."

The layout of the palace is exactly the same as it was decades ago. Noah's study is still on the left side of the throne hall. There are almost no major changes in both the decoration and interior. The only difference is probably a small figurine on the table.

Clementia had the good sense to not follow, because she knew that although she was in the core circle of the dynasty, she was not in the core circle of the wandering merchants.

As Noah entered the room, he was attracted by the figurine and reached out to take it.

"Sir..." Leticia hurriedly tried to stop him, but Noah had already picked it up and saw the appearance of the figurine clearly.

"Um, Lord Noah..."

Leticia whispered, "This is what my sister and I use for our daily prayers."

Noah looked at the figurine that was almost a one-to-one replica of himself, put it back on the table with an expressionless face, and asked sternly:

“How many times a day do you pray?”

"Three times." Leticia whispered.

“How many times did you pray today?”

"once."

"Then pray a second time."

Noah's expression looked a little stern, causing Leticia to lower her head weakly.

"Hmm~"

Leticia pursed her lips, knelt down in front of Noah, and stretched out her fair little hand.

Cassia and Vivian's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. They were very familiar with this action!

What, you want guidance too?

Fortunately, Leticia had no such thoughts at all. The girl just piously held her hands in front of her chest and lowered her head slightly:

"Lord Noah, I will dedicate my body to you. This body is————"

The girl whispered the words of her daily prayer, and a faint golden light appeared on her body.

But Noah's eyes went dark when he heard this, and he went forward and helped Leticia up.

Under Leticia's puzzled gaze, Noah sternly warned:

"You prayed very well. Don't pray again in the future."

Leticia actually mustered up the courage to refute:

"But, Lord Noah, you are a saint now."

"Living saint! So no need to pray."

"But……"

Seeing that the girl was about to retort, Noah frowned:

"Don't you listen to me?"

"No, it's not." Leticia waved her hands quickly.

Noah raised his head and looked at Cassia and Vivian who were trying hard not to laugh, his face expressionless.

Now he finally understood why the emperor didn't want others to pray for him, he felt the same way!

Old man Huang! Maybe you are not a god, but are you a human?

I work so hard for you, and you treat me like this?

Noah sighed and said:

"Leticia, tell me about the changes over the years."

"Yes, my lord."

Leticia whispered, "In the years since you were away, there are now a total of 53 worlds under the rule of the von Valancius Dynasty."

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