Become the supreme overlord of the Necrons.
This is something that King Sotai never dared to imagine.
Now, Guilliman dared to promise him.
This made his expression even more subtle.
How could a human being be so arrogant
"Are you so sure and confident?" said King Sotai.
"You saw everything with your own eyes, didn't you? The Saken Dynasty has been destroyed. My men are now standing on the ruins of the Saken Dynasty. Isn't this the most powerful proof?"
Guilliman said with a smile, "Reaching a deep cooperation with humans is your best choice. The universe is huge, and beyond the universe, it is even more vast than ordinary people can imagine. Our vision should not be limited to here."
"Your arrogance is shocking and your pride is unattainable. Can't a galaxy satisfy you?" said King Sotai.
"Humanity cannot be trapped in the galaxy, or the fate of the Necrons and the Eldar will befall us, and history will repeat itself." Guilliman said. "You were once powerful, but you lost your ambition and were willing to decay and fall in this tiny place. Extinction is your inevitable fate."
Hearing this, King Sotai's expression was very complicated.
The huge Milky Way was described as a tiny place by a human being.
Even when the Undead were at their most powerful, they didn't dare to say such things.
Such arrogance is shocking.
There is no greater arrogance than this.
Guilliman wants to lay his hands on other galaxies and the entire universe.
It is hard to imagine how terrible his ambition is.
He wanted to surpass his father and achieve unimaginable feats.
"I will continue to maintain a cooperative relationship with you." King Sotai said, "You must hand over all the dynasty's master control protocols to me. After the undead are unified, I will lead them out of the Milky Way."
King Sotai could sense that a terrible storm was about to set off.
And at the center of the storm is Guilliman.
He arrogantly wanted to change the fate of all things that were bound to perish and allow humans to live forever.
This idea is crazy.
If the spirits knew about this, they would probably call him a lunatic.
The last to do so were the Necrontyr.
For this, they were transformed into this metal skeleton, cursed for eternity.
King Sotai could not imagine what price mankind would have to pay to achieve eternity.
But the galaxy will surely be hit by a series of crises no less severe than the War in Heaven.
Leaving is the best option.
"You made a wise choice," said Guilliman.
"I also hope that this choice is wise." King Sotai had a complicated expression on his face. After saying something meaningful, he turned and left.
Guilliman watched King Sotai leave in the flash of teleportation. After a moment, he turned his head to look at Sicarius and others.
"Victory here has been established. You will fulfill new combat missions and go to the Vitria galaxy to resist the Zerg. Now return to the battleship and rest. The celebration will be held after the Zerg are defeated."
Sicarius and the others cheered once more, then followed the Primarch's orders to evacuate the surface and return to the battleship.
Guilliman and his Honor Guard stood in place, waiting for the arrival of Forge-General Kren.
The opponent's heavy mechanical body made a clicking sound from time to time when it moved.
The many weapons equipped on his body constantly adjust the hydraulic devices as he moves to maintain his body balance.
Five or six suspended servo skulls are each connected to him by a neural cable, becoming an extension of his mechanical body.
Relying on the anti-gravity suspension platform, Forge General Kren moved to Guilliman's side.
"Sir." Kren's voice box made a respectful sound.
"Let the members of the Mechanicus study the wreckage. We need more information about the Necrons." Guilliman looked at the Forge-Admiral in front of him and gave the order.
"I will follow your orders, my lord." said Forge General Kren.
After giving this order, Guilliman turned his head and looked at the battlefield.
A large number of Astra Militarum soldiers are boarding the landing ships, and they will withdraw to the heavy landing ships.
The Titan was also fixed by the heavy transport ship using giant cables, anti-gravity platforms and other equipment, and was slowly lifted up and sent to the transport ship.
Large Titans must be assisted by anti-gravity vehicles to be sent into space, otherwise they will easily be torn apart.
Members of the Mechanicus are constantly entering the battlefield, and a giant ship of the Mechanicus has been placed in the center of the battlefield after calculation.
A large number of unmanned machines moved their mechanical limbs and walked out of the giant ship.
Use the long mechanical tentacles to collect the debris scattered around the battlefield.
These unmanned machines work like swarms of insects.
In addition to collecting Necron wreckage, the Mechanicus also recycles damaged war vehicles.
A large number of mechanical priests and mechanical servants roamed around the battlefield, carrying welding guns and many repair tools.
Their mission is to repair those war vehicles belonging to humans.
Let them fight for humanity again.
Guilliman looked at it for a moment, then turned and left.
The battlefield was left to Forge General Kren, who was allowed to explore the many technologies of the Undead.
Returning to Macragge's Glory, Guilliman received a message from Guidos before he had time to catch his breath.
Kaur sent him a new message.
Guilliman had no choice but to change his original arrangement and go straight to the secret room.
The elevator slowly descended to the bottom floor.
When the elevator doors opened, Guidos was waiting for him.
Compared to the last time, Guidos was visibly weaker.
Even while standing there, his body began to shake constantly.
Guilliman did not mention this.
He could only comfort himself that sacrifice was inevitable and was the cornerstone of human survival.
But there was still a trace of pity in Guilliman's heart.
Accompanied by Guidos, Guilliman passed a series of complex identity verifications and entered the room where the degraded Cawl was stored.
The degraded Caul was activated at Guidos's command, and the dim room was filled with light again.
Along with a rumbling sound, the indicator lights of the machine lit up one by one, and the buzzing sound echoed throughout the room.
As Guidos spoke the coding sequence he received from Kaul, the heads covered with data cables and neural cables continued to tremble and twist their shapes.
"My Lord," said the Degenerate Kaul, "it is so good to see you."
Guilliman examined the degraded Cawl and said, "Let's get down to business. I have much to do."
"An overly busy life can easily lead to a short life span, my lord." Degraded Cawl said, "My master, the great Archsage Belisarius Cawl, sent a telegram to congratulate you on quelling the unrest in the Charadon sector, which has once again advanced the progress of the Indomitable Crusade by an important step."
“It has not been completely resolved
” Guilliman shook his head. “The Tyranids are approaching the Vetria system, which means I still need to fight a defensive battle.”
"With the current military strength of the Empire, the possibility of humanity losing is extremely small. According to calculations, the probability of victory is 99.8%."
Degraded Kaul said in a relaxed tone, "As long as you have a little bit of brains, you can definitely win."
"If the probability is not 100%, then there is still a possibility of failure." Guilliman said, "Next time, don't say such words that you will definitely win."
Degraded Kaul: “… … … ”
"Any message other than congratulations?" Guilliman asked.
"The human version of the lighthouse has been put into trial operation on five worlds. After testing, it has been found that this lighthouse can also transmit messages and items instantly. As long as we deploy enough lighthouses in the galaxy, the Empire can transmit various information without the help of astropaths."
"The only pity is that there is still no way to transport the imperial army on a large scale. The energy and equipment strength required are not enough. Of course, if we only want to transport a few people, we can still do it."
Hearing the words of the Degraded Cawl, Guilliman recalled the time when his predecessor was assassinated by the Primarch of the Night Lords, Curze the Night Haunter.
At the critical moment, he and Ryan were rescued by Dante Hawke, the blacksmith who was guarding the lighthouse, using the special power of the lighthouse.
This teleportation ability is also very similar to the teleportation technology unique to the Undead.
On the battlefield, dead Undead soldiers will be teleported back to the furnace and wait for rebirth.
The technology of the Necrons originated from the C'tan, and the lighthouses and black stone obelisks were also built by the C'tan.
There is nothing strange about the fact that both use the same technology.
"Will this teleportation technology not be taken over by the Undead?" Guilliman asked the question he was most worried about.
If they are counter-controlled, the consequences will be disastrous.
Human beings are the lambs to be slaughtered.
"Sir, we are only using the principle of that teleportation technology. The relevant codes and equipment are all products of human beings, and the probability of being controlled is extremely low." Degraded Kawl said, "The relevant technology is mature. All future Imperial warships will use this teleportation technology to transport Imperial troops to the ground."
"That's good." Guilliman nodded. "Any other news?"
"My Lord, the Occult Research Department has successfully activated the Emperor's power through faith and equipment. If it can be miniaturized, humans will have a weapon to fight against demons. As long as we have faith in the Emperor, we can use the equipment to draw the Emperor's power and kill the demons."
Guilliman heard this and a smile appeared on his face.
In the long-term struggle against chaos, humans are always on the weak side.
The most humans can do is destroy the physical bodies of demons, expel them, and send them back to the subspace, but they cannot eliminate their origins at all.
This is also the reason why many demons are so fearless.
Among the many methods currently known, only the power of the Emperor can completely destroy demons.
This is why the Emperor is called the Accursed.
"How long will it take to miniaturize?" asked Guilliman.
"Those devices are too large, stretching like hills. To miniaturize them, human technology needs to rise to a higher level. With the current STC technology, miniaturizing those devices and turning them into weapons would cost more than building a fleet."
Degraded Kaur gave a not very good message.
If the devices capable of channeling the Emperor's power are to be miniaturized, materials science must advance further.
The Mechanicus had lost too much technology from the Golden Age, and had lagged behind in materials science for many years without any breakthroughs.
If there were no new materials, this weapon with the power of the emperor would not be equipped to the troops.
"Let's study it first and come up with a complete theory. I will figure out the materials." Guilliman said.
As long as we can unlock the second-level database permissions, human technology will take off again.
Unlock higher realms of materials science.
Then, nothing will be a problem.