Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Noah asked:

"How much do you know about this ship's machine soul?"

“It’s crazy.”

Hobotov replied calmly, "When the Warp descends, its madness is inevitable. But this won't last long. When they decide the winner, everything will return to normal, and I will gain endless knowledge from it!"

The Oil Man's thirst for knowledge could not be faked, but this sincerity was most likely something he deliberately showed to Noah.

Noah suddenly asked:

"Do you have any other backup consciousness?"

"No."

Hobotov responded, “This is not an easy task, especially since the relevant technology I have is not mature enough.”

After a brief pause, Hobotov asked again:

"My previous proposal is still valid. Are you willing to exchange STC templates with me? Believe me, you won't suffer any loss. The STC database I have is the crystallization of the entire Forge World's technology!"

"It's a tempting offer, but I refuse."

Noah rejected him lightly and nodded slightly to Nono.

The next moment, Dabai, who was pinching the skull, exerted a little force and crushed the skull before Hobotov could say anything.

click!

The servoskull turned into a pile of powder with a crisp sound and slipped from Dabai's fingertips. Only the mechanical implants could barely make out the color of the metal.

"You are so stupid! Even if I kill you, the STC data will be mine, as well as this mechanical ark. I want them all!"

Noah put down his gun and asked:

"Nono, how credible do you think his words are?"

Nono thought for a moment:

"Ten points or even nine points of credibility. Because at least he didn't lie. He was just a backup of consciousness, and would only be awakened when the main body died. And apart from the pre-set memory backup, he could not inherit any memory of the main body unless he could obtain the original body and read the data storage built into the brain.

"But the data that a consciousness backup can hold is limited, so most great sages of the Mechanicus prefer to make their consciousness backups have a higher level of ambition and thirst for knowledge than their original bodies, in order to be able to continue or even surpass their original bodies' research when they have to activate their consciousness backups.

"So, generally speaking, their consciousness is indeed more... um... pure. If the technology they master is incomplete, the data that can be stored in the consciousness backup will be even less, and this phenomenon will be particularly obvious."

Noah nodded thoughtfully. He understood. The clone wanted to improve more than the original, right?

Then Hobotov's words are indeed highly credible, and his obsession with STC data is not just pretense.

But even so, among Hobotov's answers, there was only one name that Noah found most valuable:

Abraxas!

Noah didn't remember the specific details of the Soul Drinkers' fall.

But one thing he remembered clearly was that this matter was planned from beginning to end by the Demon Prince Abraxas. The Soul Drinkers, the Adeptus Mechanicus, and even all the participants in this matter were all part of Abraxas's plan.

His ultimate goal is not only to lead the Soul Drinkers to corruption, but a deeper conspiracy - he wants to let the Soul Drinkers board the Phalanx, so as to activate a warp gate hidden on the Phalanx and bring the demon army under his command to the real universe!

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The power armor ran in the corridor, causing dull footsteps.

At the end of the corridor, a closed door blocked Noah's way.

This gate is tens of meters high, with hundreds of cherubim that look like babies floating on both sides with their backs to their bodies and wings.

But at this moment, the wings of these angels, once regarded as symbols of purity, have been painted with blasphemous Chaos Eight-pointed Stars. They are busy in front of the gate, adding arrows to the gear skull emblem on the gate.

"Blasters will be punished by God!"

Such a blasphemous act made the battle sisters furious. They immediately raised their bolters and tore into their bodies with one bolt after another, blowing the flesh and mechanical chimeras into pieces and leaving the debris stuck to the door.

Nuonuo placed his palm on the refined gold door and closed his eyes to communicate with the machine spirit of the door. But the communication process was obviously not smooth, and Nuonuo's slightly frowned brows were the best proof.

Noah grabbed Nono's wrist and said:

"Don't bother with that. Just blow it up."

Nuonuo reminded in a low voice:

"This is the golden gate."

Noah frowned immediately.

In the human empire of 40K, there is no material stronger than adamantium, except for the raw material of the Custodians' power armor, the adamantium!

In the history of the Empire for tens of thousands of years, every large-scale naval battle often caused the Empire to lose a large number of ships. However, many of the starship wreckages could be towed back to the shipyard and repaired and sent back to the front line.

Because even in a high-intensity battlefield with repeated bombardments from light spears and macro cannons, the battleship's refined golden keel can still remain largely intact.

For example, the Dictator-class cruiser and the Armageddon-class battlecruiser were both modified from the keel wreckage of the Moon-class cruiser that was severely damaged in naval battles. The strength of adamantium is self-evident.

Under normal circumstances, the most powerful door-breaking tool a soldier can carry is the thermal bomb.

But in front of the adamantium, not to mention the melta bomb, even the melta torpedo would have a hard time penetrating the adamantium!

This brings us to the limitations of the treasure bag. Although the treasure bag can provide many functions such as infinite shields, infinite bullets, 100% hit rate, removal of death, adding BUFF to everyone, etc., it is unable to adjust damage.

In other words, a weapon can only have the power it was originally designed to have.

This is why Noah has always had a special liking for plasma guns - for no other reason than it’s powerful!

Bolters and Hellguns are not as powerful as Plasma Guns, and Melta Guns are more powerful but have a short range.

Only a plasma gun can have the advantages of both, with great power and range.

But even if you overload the plasma gun to the limit, it is impossible to penetrate the adamantium. Even if you have infinite bullets and keep shooting, it will eventually wear away the stone, but how long will it take?

"Nono, can you open it?"

Noah asked while looking around, trying to see if there was any other way to go.

"Okay, give me some time."

Nuo Nuo nodded slightly, stroked the door with her palm, and closed her eyes again.

Bang!

A loud noise echoed through the corridor, as if gears were turning and meshing.

As the sound grew louder, the refined golden door in front was pushed open by the mechanical force, slowly opening a narrow gap.

"How did you convince it?" Cassia walked forward and asked curiously.

Logically speaking, the machine souls on the ship have been contaminated by Chaos.

Even if Noah could eliminate the impact of the thickness of the veil on reality, the spiritual damage that had already been caused could not be undone.

The contamination of the machine soul is on the spiritual level, although it is not the human spirit. Even if Nono is a genius, the contaminated machine soul should not be as obedient to it as other machine souls.

“I didn’t convince it.”

Nono smiled back.

"Then how does it open the door?" Cassia looked confused.

"Did I say it was the machine spirit that opened the door?"

"Huh?" Cassia was slightly startled.

"It was I who opened the door, not it."

Since the machine soul refuses to open the door, then kill the machine soul and become the machine soul yourself.

Passing through the gate, the bridge looked extremely eerie in the dim light.

The deck was littered with the corpses of mechanical servants and mechanical priests, each with obvious wounds and bullet marks. They did not die suddenly under the energy of the warp, but were killed in battle.

The broken bodies, the tactical panels and thinkers damaged by stray bullets, all reveal what happened here——

civil war.

When the Mechanicus on board decided to rebel, there were still a few Mechanic Priests loyal to the Empire throughout the ship. Because the rebellion broke out too suddenly, even the betrayers did not expect it to rebel at this time, and there was no time to clean up the loyalists in advance.

This led to a violent civil war between the two sides, which ended with the annihilation of the loyalists.

Perhaps it was their sacrifice and the resistance of the polluted machine soul that prevented the mechanical ark from using its nova cannon and light spear array in the naval battle. By the time the betrayers had completely taken control of the bridge, the mechanical ark's weapon array had been destroyed by the firepower of the Imperial fleet.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy for them to defeat the Mechanical Ark, and the navy would inevitably suffer huge losses.

"Noah!"

Cassia exclaimed.

Noah immediately looked in the direction of the girl. There was a corpse lying at her feet, a corpse of a Space Marine whose chest and abdomen were torn apart and whose heart and lungs were physically ripped out. His breastplate seemed to be torn by sharp claws, and his internal organs were almost turned into a paste, seeping onto the deck.

Although his identity could not be identified from the broken body, the purple power armor paint and the Holy Grail emblem on the shoulder armor were enough to prove that he was a Space Marine of the Soul Drinkers Chapter.

Noah looked at the body and couldn't help frowning.

Finding the bodies of Space Marines on board the ship is not surprising in itself!

After all, there were quite a few Space Marines on board this ship, and with the firepower of the Mechanicus Crusaders, it was not difficult to kill the Space Marines.

But the question is, why did the body appear on the bridge?

On the way here, Noah did not see any Space Marines, whether alive or dead, whether Ultramarines or Soul Drinkers, he did not see a single one, not even a corpse shot by a bolter, or even a trace of bullet holes or shell casings left by a bolter shot.

It was as if their team was the only one on board this mechanical ark from beginning to end.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the bridge, he encountered the corpse of the Soul Drinker. How could it be such a coincidence?

Moreover, Noah was very sure that he took the shortest route from the hangar to the bridge. Although he encountered obstacles from the Skitarii and Servants on the way, they could not slow down Noah at all.

Although in the original plan of the betrayers, they had more than a large number of blasphemous rituals in the corridor, these blasphemous rituals would have summoned a large number of Warp Demons, seriously slowing down Noah's pace and even wiping out other teams of Space Marines.

But Noah has been trying to suppress the thickness of the warp veil, making it difficult for the warp demons to come into reality. He has a smooth journey, and the obstacles of the Skitarii cannot slow him down at all.

No matter from which perspective, Noah should be the one who arrives at the bridge the fastest!

Not to mention anything else, even the door leading to the bridge was opened by him.

And before he opened the door, this golden door had been closed all the time!

Although it sounds a bit nonsense, but that's the problem!

If the door had been closed before he opened it, how did these Space Marines get in?

It couldn't be that the Space Marines came in and closed the door again? Even Nono had to kill the original machine soul of the door to open it, so how could the Space Marines open that door?

This is very wrong!

The evil in the Warp can make its own time and space unstable. If not the space is overlapping, then time is distorted. Only this can explain the origin of these Space Marines.

Drip!

The alarm from the helmet brought Noah back to his senses, and a large number of data runes filled the field of vision under the helmet.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the signal detected by the augur instrument:

There are living people, and lots of them!

Noah immediately raised his plasma gun and walked cautiously in the direction where the auspicious instrument detected the signal.

The hazy darkness in the bridge seemed to be a veil covering his eyes, making it impossible for him to see what was happening in the distance and severely limiting his field of vision.

Noah frowned and looked at the thickness of the veil:

34.

Noah tried to manually change the veil thickness back to 0.

The moment the veil thickness became 0, the surrounding darkness seemed to be dispelled as well. But this only lasted for a moment, because the next moment the veil thickness quickly climbed to 34, darkness enveloped Cambridge again, and the evil energy of the warp still filled the deck.

But it also confirmed Noah's previous guess that there was a huge subspace rift here!

This subspace rift is like a faucet that is not turned off. It continuously pours rich subspace evil energy into the real universe, making the reality here unstable under the erosion of the subspace.

Unless this rift can be closed, no matter how many times Noah makes changes, it will only be a temporary solution and not a permanent cure.

Bang bang bang bang!