"I am very pleased with your attitude," Guilliman said with a smile. "I look forward to your good news, Kren. If I can successfully convince the Mechanicus of the Beta-Garmon system and take over the Empire, I will carry out many projects on the space-time structure in the Solar System. I hope to appoint you as the chief engineer of the project. But all this is subject to a prerequisite. You must have the ability and achievements that I can trust."
"It is an honor, Regent of the great Empire. I will certainly not let you down." Kren lowered his body, and the bloated machinery made a humming sound with his every move.
"Go," Guilliman said, "I await your good news. I look forward to your performance this time, which will determine whether you are worthy of my use in the future and whether you can gain more knowledge from me."
Kren nodded, then moved his huge mechanical body and walked out of the room.
Guilliman waved his hand, and all the detailed data about the Beta-Garmon system appeared before his eyes.
The Terran nobles were full of confidence and wanted to use this huge army to force Guilliman to compromise.
It’s a pity that they thought too simply.
"It's a compromise."
Guilliman muttered in his mind.
If it were a normal universe, he probably wouldn't bother to make it so big.
It's okay to compromise.
It's always good if fewer people die.
But now Chaos is watching covetously, and many rebellious Primarchs are also gearing up for action.
This crap is still holding us back.
Compromising with the Terran nobles would mean death for Guilliman.
He could only defeat Beta-Garmon's defenders with force, declaring his return unstoppable.
Looking at the data in front of him, Guilliman wondered how much it would cost if he launched a forceful attack.
According to some intelligence, Terra mobilized a total of fifteen chapters, two Titan Orders, and a large number of Astra Militarum, and also threw in an Ark of the Mechanicum and a large number of Imperial warships.
This force relied on many platforms in the Beta-Garmon system to build a three-dimensional defense fortress.
It can be said that it is as solid as a rock.
"If it doesn't work, then we can only use the Colossus of God's Punishment to break the deadlock violently." Guilliman whispered. He didn't want this war to last too long, otherwise many imperial worlds in the entire galaxy would fall into turmoil.
Once the war is confirmed, he will use the Star Destroyer Cannon installed on the Sky Punishment Colossus to defeat the opponent's void power with a few shots.
By then, without starships and stuck in the subspace channel, the ground forces will not be a concern.
This time, not only will Beta-Garmon's siege be crushed, but the legitimacy of the high lords will also be completely denied, making it impossible for them to organize any form of resistance.
Let all the nobles of the empire understand one thing: their power is given by the empire and by humans, not something they are born with.
If we fail to think from the perspective of the interests of all mankind, we will be swept into the dustbin of history.
If you want to fight with force, don’t dream about it.
Guilliman stood up and stood by the porthole of the strategy room.
He will smash all obstacles and there will be no compromise.
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Kren leaves Guilliman's strategy room.
He had to consider how to persuade those Mechanicus sages to complete the task assigned by Guilliman.
As he moved forward, the anti-gravity suspension platform under him emitted a unique mechanical humming sound, pushing his bloated body forward.
When people along the way saw him, they had to hide on the side road and wait for him to pass.
Once Kren's heavy body was in the corridor, it would block everyone's passage.
He stepped out, then boarded his own aircraft on the deck and returned to his own mechanical ark.
In the Mechanicus Church, every high-level sage or forge general has his own mechanical ark.
It was a symbol of their power and knowledge.
Each mechanical ark is completely different, and its composition and structure depend on the knowledge and technology possessed by its creator.
Creators often apply all the secret technologies they obtain to their own mechanical arks.
The same is true for Kren's mechanical ark. He applied all the technology he had acquired in his life to his own ark.
The Mechanicus never cares about bloodlines.
Their position is determined only by the knowledge and skills they possess.
Kren recalls the time before he became the Steel Star Casting General.
Hundreds of years ago, he emerged from the Mechanicus slave pile on Mars and was qualified to install the intelligence core.
In the Mechanicus' ruling cognition, only those who possess knowledge are considered to be of the same kind, and the others are merely materials for flesh and blood research and candidates for slave labor.
Those slaves who were suitable for the path of advancement were selected and became the lowest-level novice priests.
Then, after being baptized by the branch within the Mechanicus, he became a formal priest in his own right.
This process will take at least several decades to achieve.
Not only because of the long learning process, but also because it takes time to adapt.
Kren persisted thanks to his infinite passion for machinery and the mysteries of truth.
And eventually became the casting general of Steel Star.
During the long process of growing up, he made some like-minded colleagues, and naturally also made many enemies.
Most of these enemies come from within the Mechanicus.
On the road to seeking truth, those with different ideas are the most terrifying enemies.
Among them, the most fierce opponents are those on Mars, many of whom want to kill Kren and seize his collection of STC templates.
But for the knowledge promised by the Primarch, Kren could compromise with his enemies and pay a price to reach a consensus with them.
Knowledge is the most precious thing in this world. Apart from that, nothing else is worth paying too much attention.
Dignity and honor are nothing but clouds.
Kren's majestic body swayed to the beat of the anti-gravity suspension platform and walked out of his exclusive aircraft.
The deck of the mechanical ark is very wide, and it is responsible for the logistics supply and maintenance of the expedition fleet.
A large number of transport ships came and went, constantly loading cargo from the decks onto the transport boats.
The huge traction machinery drags the heavy armor or weapons and equipment containers over, and then uses the mechanical arm to place them into the transport boat.
The moment those machine slaves and priests saw Kren, they offered him the highest etiquette of the Mechanicus.
Kren ignored them and walked straight through the jungle of generators.
The olfactory sensor, built from precision parts, sends a gentle warning of polluted air quality.
No normal human would like to be in the furnace factory of the Mechanicus.
The air alone was too much for them to bear.
The levels of carbon dioxide and argon exceed the normal human tolerance.
A normal person would quickly fall into a coma from these air qualities.
Kron's filters were working, sucking in this poor imitation of Martian air.
Every breath feels like a sacred cleansing.
Walk past the lowly wretches who worship him.
Kren walked deep into the fortress, where the hard-working machine spirits maintained the temperature changes in every room of the complex building.
One room was filled with the heat of the stove, while that room remained pleasantly cool.
Even the dullest person can feel the difference in temperature.
Deep within the fortress is a production workshop, the scale of which is comparable to a furnace factory for forging a planet.
Countless slaves and laborers were chained to the assembly lines, helping to build the sacred steel.
Repair and reassemble a wide variety of autobots and combat vehicles.
The priests are dedicated to the assembly and maintenance of complex circuits, or the installation and debugging of biochemical mechanical organs.
Their status is also very low, just like Karen who had just been implanted with an intelligent core in the past.
But compared to those slaves who have no human rights, they are still mysterious big figures.
They were all excited about Karen's arrival.
Greet him in binary language or kneel down before him.
As always, Kren maintained his pride as a forging general and was indifferent to these greetings.
Go straight through the furnace factory and enter the circular elevator that requires high-level permissions to enter.
The elevator platform is covered with the emblems of the Steel Ball Star.
He extended a mechanical tentacle and connected it to the deeper layer.
With the help of the moving elevator platform, he entered the deepest workshop.
Outside the workshop are the Order's unique engineering robots and anti-infantry hunter engines everywhere.
Their detection arrays are scanning every move, and their weapons are in a charging state. Once they find anything wrong, they will activate the hunting program.
Hunt down any target resolutely and decisively without any mercy.
Relying on his own identity as a general.
Karen walked past these loyal and unremitting security.
Open the metal door of the workshop and walk in.
A bright, integrated research workshop made of silver-plated steel plates appeared in front of Kren.
The technological content here is far superior to that outside.
None of the people working here are slaves, they are all mechanical priests.
Each is a master in a field with extensive experience and knowledge.
Each of them is capable of standing on their own feet and is the core strength under Kren, the backbone supporting his rule.
This room is completely different from the one outside.
It's cooler, cleaner, and more mechanized.
In transparent culture tanks, the biotechnology from the Thirteen Primarchs is bearing fruit.
In the very center, there is a giant transparent cylinder with a diameter of ten meters filled with a large amount of nutrient liquid, and a huge human brain is floating in it.
This is a human brain built using human gene sequences. After being stimulated and induced by chemical drugs, it has grown to the size of a small hill.
A rare hint of excitement appeared on Kren's mechanical face.
Thanks to Guilliman's knowledge, he was able to fulfill what he had always dreamed of.
That is to strengthen the human brain so that it has more powerful computing power than machines.
For some special reasons, the Empire does not allow intelligent cores built purely by machines to have self-awareness, nor does it allow them to have computing power that exceeds the bottom line.
For this reason, the Thinker Array has been limited and its computing power can no longer be improved.
It is undeniable that the human brain has powerful thinking ability.
Billions of neurons have computing power comparable to that of computers.
But the human brain has its limits after all.
Hatred of intelligence is a red line that must never be crossed.
The only way is to upgrade the human brain used by the Thinker Array.
The Mechanicus has conducted many experiments on improving the computing power of the Cogitator array.
However, as the most complex organ in the human body, the strengthening of the human brain has been slow.
If you are not careful, unimaginable consequences will occur.
There are countless times to create various monsters.
Kren used his power to build an intelligent computing network to control the entire Steel Sphere Galaxy.
But he also explored the limits of the human brain.
No matter what he did, the improvement to the Thinker Array would be very limited.
Just like a marginal effect, whether increasing the number of thinker heads or strengthening those heads, the improvement that can be brought is very small.
He encountered a bottleneck and was stumped by this problem for a while.
It was not until the appearance of Guilliman that the various knowledge given by the Primarch gave him the opportunity to break through.
Using the mysterious Heart of Guilliman, whose workings he did not even understand, as an anchor.
He successfully created a human brain that was larger and more powerful.
It's the one inside the glass cylinder in front of you.
He called his project the Divine Brain Project.
Once completed, he will evolve again, surpassing all of his hated colleagues.
The existence of Guilliman's Heart makes genes editable and becomes an anchor for genetic engineering, preventing it from getting out of control.
Make the divine brain without autonomous consciousness a reality.
This is also the reason why Kren is so devoted to Guilliman.
He knew that the other party had more powerful and mysterious technology.
Those technologies can only be obtained by showing loyalty to Guilliman.
"What's the situation?" Kren looked at a mechanical priest and asked.
"Everything is going well. The capacity of the God Brain has surpassed the data capacity unit currently possessed by the Mechanical Ark, and it is still growing. The future is unpredictable. The relevant programming work is being prepared. We will have the strongest thinker brain."
The Mechanical Priest moved a data screen fixed to a metal column and placed it in front of Kren.
The data flowing inside made Karen smile.
With the help of this strongest array of thinkers, he will obtain greater computing power than before and control everything.
Many worlds of the Empire are limited by inefficient Cogito arrays, making it difficult for them to move towards technology and mechanization.
And now, he, Kren, will change everything and become a great figure who promotes the progress of the Mechanicus and the Empire.
"Very good." Kren took a look around and nodded with satisfaction.
Only after seeing the results of the laboratory, he could make up his mind and pay enough to complete the mission of the Primarch.
He will offer the treasures of his own treasury in exchange for consensus with his conservative enemies.
No matter how conservative or staunch a conservative is, he will choose to betray his position and camp when faced with the STC template and the secrets of knowledge.
As long as they are given enough, they will choose to betray all their bottom lines.
Enemies can become friends on the spot.
What's more, it only makes them defect from the conservative camp to the radical camp, not to betray the Emperor and the Empire.
The ideological struggle between conservatives and radicals began very early.
The radicals used the technological improvements and various equipment during the Great Crusade to put forward a point of view, that is, the Emperor never prohibits technological reform and learning within a reasonable range, and that sticking to the old ways is an offense to the God of All Machines.
The conservatives stubbornly believed that any improvement was disrespectful to the God of All Machines, and for this reason, they prevented all improvements and new inventions.
As the crisis of humanity deepens, radical ideas gain more followers.
Of course, they are still no match for the conservatives.
Until the resurrection of Guilliman, with the advocacy and connivance of a Primarch, the power of the radical faction surged, and a large number of Mechanicum members traveled thousands of miles to Ultramar just to enjoy a more relaxed environment.
Using the secret channels of the Mechanicum, Kron sent a message to the Sigmar Mechanicus stationed in the Beta-Garmon system.
He claimed that as long as the other party gave up resistance and followed Guilliman, they would be able to obtain a large amount of data knowledge and STC templates.
He will also recommend the other party to become a member of the Principal's research team so that he can be the first to obtain the knowledge shared by the Principal.
At the same time, some information about the Colossus of Heavenly Punishment was also passed on to the other party.
He told the other party very clearly that even if they had mechanical arks and a large number of warships, they would still not be enough to face the wrath of the Colossus of Sky Punishment.
Once the Primarch uses brutal force, he will destroy everything with overwhelming force.
After editing the message, Kren sent it out.
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Beta-Garmon system.
The mechanical ark suspended in the void is like a small world, rotating slowly to offset the star's celestial gravity.
As the owner of the Ark, the Great Sage Sigmar was now expressing his anger at a group of low-level priests in Gothic and Binary.
"You are just incompetent trash. You are about to face a shameless traitor who is as shameless as Horus, and a blasphemer who is about to challenge the supreme dignity of the God of All Machines. If you deviate again, I swear to take you all offline and join my Skitarii."
Magus Sigmar's wrath made the Techmarines nervous.
Pistons and gears whined in their bodies.
Sigmar Sage's personal sentry stood at the door in a glorious brass and grey glory.
Although they looked very beautiful, in fact, those Skitarii were as dull as robots, without any signs of independent life.
If one becomes a crusader for a great sage, his fate will be no better than that of technical slaves.
It is said that this great sage with a violent personality keeps the cerebral cortex of the Crusaders offline at all times and uses his own mind processor to control them.
When many technical soldiers were worried and sad about their fate.
A servant who was used to deliver messages came in.
"Great Sage, there is new information, the encoding level is extremely high, the compiled code, only you are qualified to read it."
Hearing this, Great Sage Sigmar turned around and looked at the information slave.
The other person's words were mechanical and devoid of any emotion.
This poor fellow has had a portion of his brain lobe removed that affects his work efficiency, allowing him to work tirelessly.
"Get out and remember this time of forgiveness."
Sigma looked at the technical sergeants and roared angrily.
Those guys ran out in a hurry as if they had been granted amnesty.
Sigma used his data tentacles to connect to the information slave.
The images and words of Steel Star Forged General Kren appeared in her mind.
"I sincerely hope that Magus Sigmar will turn from darkness to light, join the Primarch's camp, and abandon those corrupt and ignorant people. To show my sincerity, I will prepare a small gift for the Magus to show my sincerity."
Upon seeing the information, Great Sage Sigma became furious, and the computing core within him was overloaded by her anger.
"That damn traitor, how dare he send me a message? Want to seduce me to fall? There is no way he can do that. I am so loyal to the God of All Things that I will never be deceived by his sweet words."
All kinds of hatred and disgusting thoughts came to Sigmar Sage's mind.
There is no way she would betray the God of All Machines, nor would she betray Holy Mars and Forging General Lasky.
"A complete STC template with a complete database, focusing on colonizing planets and using local resources to build military defenses and create industry and agriculture. There is also an incomplete STC template for a mechanical arm, knowledge about biological modification genes, a portion of alloy data materials from the Space Undead, and a sample of an Undead Lord..."
Great Sage Sigmar, who originally wanted to denounce the traitor, was stunned for a moment.
Steel Star Casting General-Kren actually wants to give her so much
You have to know that many Mechanicus believers have the same idea, that is, they can take my life, but taking my knowledge and the STC templates they have excavated, that is just a dream.
Not to mention death, even if the body is dismembered, I won’t give it to you.
The Mechanicus had fought several battles for the STC template, and it was not surprising that there were heavy casualties and bloodshed.
Now, Karen is going to give her a complete STC template and years of accumulation.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.
But to surrender to the Primarch like this is a bit too much and would be unworthy of the image of a sage.
At the end, through the data sent by Kren, Sigmar witnessed the power and performance of the Colossus of Punishment, as well as the information of the Colossus of Punishment.
Her expression also became solemn.
If you choose to resist and anger the Primarch, your fate will surely be tragic.
The orcs' battle moons were completely destroyed by the blows of the God-War Colossus.
I’m afraid the mechanical ark can’t even withstand a single blow.
After pondering for a moment, Great Sage Sigma replied to Kren.
"As a sage who is loyal to the Martian Cult and the God of All Machines, do you think these things can buy me off? Which mechanical sage cannot resist such temptation? As a mechanical sage who devoutly supports Mars and is trusted by Mars-Forging General Lasky, I ask for more."
Sigma compiled the message and sent it back.
As the biological son of the God of All Machines and a loyal Primarch of the Empire, how can Guilliman be considered a betrayal
Not to mention being loyal to Mars.
Guilliman is the Emperor's own son, and being loyal to him means being loyal to Mars.
Casting a general is not the same as Mars.
Just like the Horus Heresy ten thousand years ago.
Mars's forging general, Hasbo, also rebelled.
Loyalty to the Casting General does not necessarily equate to loyalty to Mars.
Only loyalty to the Emperor is loyalty to Mars.