William straightened his collar, the blood next to his boots slowly seeped over, and the body of the messenger psychic was gradually getting colder.
If what the head of the Ministry of the Interior said was true, William should never have killed the psychic who came to deliver the message. He should have sat down and talked to him - to delay time as much as possible.
But why would William do that
Next, we welcome the psykers who come to fight. The good news is that other forces will also get involved. The merchant fleet will take advantage of the chaos to destroy the tax bond, the Assassin's Court will steal the seal of power, and the Assassin's Court will destroy the guilt... As the largest administrative agency in the empire, there are enough good things in the Ministry of the Interior.
William raised his foot and walked into the corridor. On both sides of the corridor were ground-level viewing windows. He saw hundreds of millions of people buried in their work, doing their mediocrity, which reminded him of an ant nest.
+This world is far crazier than we can imagine. We are just ants eating the dregs on the embers. +
+Existing humans are already a corpse, the waste left after evolution. +
It is simply impossible for human beings today to obtain true salvation.
Without iron men, AI, or genetically modified super humans, the current empire cannot even manage itself.
But Iron Man is destined to rebel, which is why he, who sits on the Golden Throne, is reluctant to bet on Iron Man.
He, who truly experienced that era, is just a grain of sand in the vast years.
+The Lord of Mankind is not an omniscient and omnipotent being, nor is he a benevolent person who saves his people. He watched with his own eyes the collapse of the tall buildings of the human race, and he witnessed the end of the golden age, but what did he do? +
But after everything was burned out and all the powerful ones disappeared, he stood up again and comforted the human race with a corner of that magnificent era.
absurd.
Completely ridiculous.
+Humans today are nothing more than fragments. They cannot support an empire on their own—everything is slowly declining, inevitably sliding towards its end. +
William heard an alarm through his microphone. The infiltration from the Assassin's Court had arrived. Those Space Marines who were cowering under the shelter of mortal politics... William just happened to send a group of Imperial Fists to inquire about the situation on their way forward.
It just so happened that the Imperial Fist leader had some conflicts with these distinguished guests from the Assassin's Court.
The place where they fought happened to be near the weighing column of this magnificent building.
The sage in charge of the building just started packing his bags, preparing to escape before the chaos.
The placement of every snowflake is preparing for a massive avalanche.
Ministry of the Interior, the biggest lie of this empire.
Humans alone cannot support the political affairs of an entire huge empire.
In this increasingly chaotic system, what more powerful being must the Lord of Mankind introduce? Since he was blinded by past experiences and was unwilling to use an iron man, why not try an immortal great psyker? An absolutely rational Primarch
+Useless.+
It's just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
A single individual will never be able to fight against the information from the entire galaxy.
William sighed softly, a blue light flashed in his eyes. The Imperial Guards finally took action, but his "friends" in the warp helped him intercept them.
After all, He is the one who can possibly drive "it".
He has the possibility.
That's tempting enough.
He recalled the drama that happened that year, when the blue giant slowly fell down in the face of endless, chaotic malice.
Under the criticism of everyone, the blasphemous creation showed its foot. The Primarch, who had never seen such an existence, was furious. This Primarch who followed the rules and was immersed in ideals finally woke up.
Was He delighted? He was exceedingly delighted.
Facing a Primarch who was similar to him in the past, how could he not sigh, how could he not give instructions? It was a pity that Robert Guilliman fled far away and never paid attention to the olive branch he extended.
He just gave them a push and a little reminder.
Even without that incident, Guilliman would have lost control, without any sanity left to remain rational in the face of the onslaught of time and government affairs. The Primarch himself had begun to grow dull... He had become arrogant... He had become impatient... He had lost his judgment of Mortarion...
He just brought it all forward a little.
He was just reminding them.
He just wanted the fireworks to explode at the same time and the salutes to sound one after another, cheering that an empire had finally revealed its ugly face.
It just makes everything collapse a little faster... just enough to reach that critical point, neither completely destroyed after that, nor delaying the death of the empire for a long enough time after that.
The Emperor should have realized long ago that the state he founded was nothing more than empty talk.
+You and I both know that,+
All this is just an empire built on one point. How can there be a dynasty that is top-heavy and yet still lasts forever
William walked to the broadcasting room and asked the guard to check his genetic authority. After it was approved, William walked in.
He raised his eyes slowly and methodically, and tapped the unplugged microphone in front of him, which would allow his voice to reach the ears of every civil servant.
+This is destined to be a dream. +
+But you are reluctant to wake up. +
The administrative miracles stacked up by ordinary mortals are nothing but a flash in the pan under a crude solution. Without the introduction of psychic energy and Ai, what kind of vain dream is the Lord of Humanity dreaming
Did he really expect a bunch of mortals to complete the administrative work of an entire territory? Simply adding up numbers would not solve all the problems. The problem was that they were delayed and slowly formed a larger monster.
+It's time to wake up, my friend.+
But He just woke it all up.
"The highest directive of the Ministry of the Interior, 05765789.h,"
All the people who were still working looked up, one, two... a billion, tens of billions...
Golden flames ignited, carrying with them tremendous anger and confusion—the Lord of Mankind woke up too late. It was not the Lord of Mankind’s fault, but He was too ambiguous and unclear—politics is always like this, it is never as clear-cut as the law.
He also thought that He could convince Malcador.
Flames similar to the golden flames ignited together. This was the territory where He had taken root for ten thousand years. In this regard, He could not defeat Him.
The emperor chuckled.
"Now destroy all the documents and files in your hands, take up arms and kill anyone who enters the Ministry of the Interior. If you can no longer fight, commit suicide immediately."
It was silent.
boom-
All that was heard was the muffled sound of the load-bearing columns collapsing.
The people who serve the Ministry of the Interior have an absolute servility. This is the result of thousands of years of training. This is the rule that allows the Ministry of the Interior to barely function. This is also the price that the Lord of Humanity must sacrifice when trying to establish the Ministry of the Interior.
Now, the price has come back to bite him.
The flames were burning, but they were not from the gods. The fire of ignorance was lit by mortals, and the words were burned.
Malcador laughed, he laughed heartily, he clapped his hands, and sang a dirge for the giant who had tortured him for ten thousand years.
Laughter echoed in the palace. There was only Him here, and only Him. The tyrant did not trust anyone, and the Primarch was just a clown who could make mistakes. The real show had to be performed by himself.
Now, He must compromise with Him.
He can drive "it" as much as He wants.
There is still a tacit understanding between them. The Emperor knows what the Emperor wants, but now he dares not speak out.
The Lord of Change, who had dealt with the emperor too many times, also became cautious. He insisted that he make a contract.
It doesn’t matter—it doesn’t matter!!!
But it's just a game of chess!!! He can move by himself!
Machado knows how he wants to play!
Without the help of the Lord of Change, the Emperor would still be one step behind in deceiving the Lord of Humanity if he relied on himself.
But now—He wins this round!
As for the desolate future that people will see after waking up... He doesn't care.
He simply wanted to accomplish His own plans.
This corrupt empire has no reason to exist!
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[Faos]
"Imperial Guards?"
Hades asked, he turned his head and glanced at Kirkland hesitantly, then turned his head again to look at the team of imperial guards guarding the main logic center of Nirvana.
"Why are you here?"
The leader of the imperial guards came up and nodded to Hades.
"My Lord wants us to take good care of the Nirvana system."
This actually surprised Hades, as the Nirvana System was a system he had created when he was trying to physically integrate and reshape his personality.
... But to be honest... This is actually a weak AI system that Hades secretly developed.
AI, in the world of Warhammer, has many names, such as abominable intelligence, "higher level of contemplation", and... that taboo word -
Iron man.
In fact, humans had developed for a period of time, but that was a long, long time ago... so long ago that the Necromancer had just fallen asleep, the Eldar were still thriving, and Slaanesh had not yet awakened.
At that time, a more advanced type of human suddenly appeared among the humans still living on Terra. They were smarter and stronger, and were called the [Golden Men].
It is said that the emperor was also a member of the Jin people.
The Golden People are the leaders of mankind. In order to better develop mankind, the Golden People created the [Stone Men], a kind of powerful artificial people who are loyal to mankind, to help mankind expand its territory in the galaxy.
Living up to the expectations of the Gold People, the Stone People began to colonize planets outside Terra and help humans settle there.
In order to better liberate productivity, the Stone Man created the Iron Man.
That is the AI in the Warhammer world.
With the help of the Stone Man and the Iron Man, the human race once reached its peak. That was a true golden age. Everyone was pure and powerful, and the human race was only one step away from true nirvana.
But then came—
Iron Man Rebellion.
It was this huge war that plunged the human race into the abyss.
The scale of the war is far greater than the great rebellion in the original book.
It is rumored that both sides of the war even deployed weapons that could destroy stars with a single strike - and the etheric domain opposite the destroyed planet would also be destroyed, leaving a huge hole in the warp.
The flames of rebellion burned fiercely, the Golden Men disappeared during that period, and the Stone Men and Iron Men were completely sealed away, and the human race returned to the ignorant Middle Ages, until the screams of Slaanesh blew away the warp storm, and until the Lord of Mankind pointed his sword at the galaxy.
In fact, Hades was also curious about what the Emperor was doing in that era
However, according to the Emperor's character - the Emperor actually did not want to establish an empire at first, and was willing to take on the responsibility of saving the human race only after Malcador's persuasion - then the Emperor might not have come forward that year.
But after this, the Emperor established the Cult of Mars and signed the Olympia Treaty and the Scarlet Concordat with the Mechanicus in order to prevent the tragedy of the Iron Rebellion from happening again.
When it comes to the topic of Iron Man, the Empire never takes it lightly.
But in reality, some powerful great sages will hide "thinkers with higher autonomy" themselves, and collect some machine souls "without subspace projection".
There is still a gray area with vague statements in this regard.
It is precisely because of this that Hades quietly created "Nirvana".
"Nirvana" is an algorithm that can self-iterate and self-update, created by logical operations, guided by the power of the Void Dragon, based on the personalities of twenty-one sacrificed sages and the female soulless person.
In order to ensure that the algorithm does not get out of control, Hades also stipulates that after a certain period of time, the personality of the loyal sage will be uploaded to the system to ensure that the system is [stable and loyal to Phaos during this period].
Ten thousand years later, this system is still running stably, but its scale and computing power are obviously no longer comparable. It is formed by the reincarnation of the personalities of tens of thousands of sages and is responsible for the daily traffic management of Faos, as well as assisting industrial manufacturing and ship navigation.
But that’s all. The sages don’t dare to continue opening up permissions towards Nirvana.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the shadow of the Iron Man Rebellion still hangs over everyone.
“…The Lord of Humanity knows Nirvana?”
Hades said thoughtfully that judging from the appearance of the Imperial Guards, the Emperor must have acquiesced to the legitimacy of Nirvana long ago.
The guards nodded.
"On this trip to Terra, my Lord hopes that you will bring along the Nirvana main system."
Kirkland behind Hades added in real time,
"The move of the Nirvana system requires your approval, Hades, or it would no longer be in Phaos."
"He wants to introduce AI?"
The imperial guards remained silent, acquiescing to Hades' question.
Hades frowned. AI could be used for minor actions, but if it came to the entire empire... the consequences of any mistakes would be too serious.
The Iron Man rebellion back then was probably not affected by the Warp. It was entirely a problem within the Iron Man himself.
"You can bring it with you,"
But even Hades himself cannot guarantee Nirvana's "loyalty"... How does the Emperor want to solve this problem
Hades said,
"But how does he want to use it?"
Where will it be used
William's unbridled laughter echoed in the flaming hall of the Ministry of the Interior.
The burning of the Ministry of the Interior was just the first signal, and fighting broke out outside as well.
Let this central planet fall.
(End of this chapter)