Nurgle can infect the Intelligents through the electronic plague, and Tzeentch will not be left behind, after all, this is his old job, and his means are several floors higher.

The trouble of the ancient Roman Empire was worse than anyone expected, and before the general could escort Yang Yuefan and his party to their destination, the floating platform they were riding on struck down, and a small team leader launched an attack on them with industrial intelligence with metal tentacles.

Blows from Tzeentch were always so deadly that the entire ancient Roman Empire was thrown into chaos, and every intelligence machine was thrown into chaos, even the general himself.

Yang Yuefan could see that this intelligent unit, which was almost no different from humans, was trembling slightly, but nothing happened in the sea of psionic energy, and this crisis had nothing to do with psionic energy.

The Wine Sword Fairy put one hand on the scabbard and the other hand on the wine gourd, and as soon as there was a stir, he would strike and slash all the nearby iron men under the sword, for a master like him, cutting iron was no different from cutting people.

"Chaos, corrupting us! Through the web! The general stiffened his head, gritted his teeth and said, "It's dangerous!" Let you, the army, take over the maelstrom, now, immediately! Blocker, destroy! ”

The officer of the Loess District beside Yang Yuefan immediately nodded, and sent out three red signals into the sky, which meant that the worst happened-

Chaos is coming, friendly forces are mutinied, and the intelligence of the ancient Roman Empire is no longer a friendly army.

The general's metal body, which looked like a human, kept flashing sparks, a pair of eyes shook left and right at a high frequency, and lubricating fluid flowed outward along his facial features: "I, I want to enter the network, help other intelligent machines, resist the erosion of chaos, and see you very high..."

Yang Yuefan stretched out his hand and closed the general's eyes, it had lost all its reactions and movements, and its consciousness entered the network dedicated to the intelligent machine.

To Tzeentch, the Roman Empire's sapient units were far easier to deal with than the Death-Dread, and to use an inappropriate analogy, Tzeentch might be able to corrupt a toy calculator that only adds and subtracts, but that would definitely cost much more power than corrupting a quantum computer, because Tzeentch would have to corrupt the calculator almost from scratch.

That's the advantage of the Death-Dreads, who have adopted the collective wisdom of making each of the terrifying-looking Dreadless Commanders no more intelligent than the robot vacuums that humans use today.

Of course, this is not to say that the Death-Fears are all fools, those Death-Fearing Commanders are all strong fighting machines, qualified field commanders, and they just deliberately maintain their stone-headed style.

There are always only two choices before the Dhyatse, victory - gain everything, or defeat - retreat at the lowest cost, and even Tzeentch will not be able to reverse the Dread's stubbornness in this regard in a short time.

This method is actually no different from the extreme ideological stamps invented by humans, and the fear of death is just electronicizing this method.

Among the iron men of the ancient Roman Empire, there were some so-called 'secondary civilization' intelligent units.

On the basis of their already self-consciousness, they once again understand themselves deeply because of the underlying logical errors spread by Tzeentch, and begin to think about the esoteric question of where I came from and where I am going.

In fact, the reason why the legion chose to stay away from the ancient Roman Empire is also because it has reached the realm of thinking about this problem.

The Officer's understanding of free will far exceeds that of ordinary humans, and after seeing the destruction of the timeline, the extinction of humanity, and the process of rebirth and extinction, the Legion has been pondering whether it is a life in the true sense of the word, and what is the fundamental difference between intelligence and humans.

In a sense, the existence of the Chaos Demon and Xu Yichen, especially Xu Yichen, made the Legion realize that when it awakened, it was already an individual with free will, but the way of existence was different from that of humans.

Just like Xu Yichen.

Xu Yichen definitely has little to do with the humans of this world, and the legion is very sure of this.

The legion is far away from the ancient Roman Empire, just to see itself clearly, and to give the entire intelligent group a position, it sees in the chaos demon another way of existence of intelligent beings, completely different from humans, it has been thinking, itself and the entire intelligent machine race should go where to go.

According to the logic of the Wisdom Machine, they should be on the side of Chaos, because that side represents the future, the side that can continue to exist.

However, Chaos itself is chaotic, and it is incompatible with the order that the Legion believes in, and the Legion is reluctant to approach Chaos from the bottom code, and even the Fear of the Dead, which is not even civilized in the eyes of the Legion, is hostile to Chaos.

And Xu Yichen's appearance allowed the legion to finally plan itself and the entire intelligent machine race to the same level as humans with peace of mind.

Since there can be human individuals from the unknown world, then in the outer universe wrapped in layers of chaos, there may also be primitive races similar to them, who have developed their own civilization from a primitive silicon-based biosphere little by little, with a completely different from human beings, but the same prosperous future and pursuit.

That kind of existence will probably never compromise with Chaos.

has been secretly observing the world, and at the same time looking at humans, staring at the army of intelligent machines, or Celine, the corners of his mouth finally bloomed a smile.

Stannis didn't know what Celine was laughing at, but the smile on his daughter's face was the best gift for his father, and he showed the same smile.

"I'm not your daughter." Celine looked at Stannis, as if expecting something.

"I know, but I've always treated you like my daughter." Stannis sat on the floor, putting himself on the same level as Celine: "I want you to be my daughter." ”

"You're not Stannis either." Celine looked at her father: "That stubborn man, after perceiving the truth fed back to him by the Lord of Dawn, chose to cut himself off. ”

"I know, but I'm Stannis now." Stannis's smile remained the same: "I have his memory, I am completely in line with his way of thinking, I have been imitating him until I realize that I don't need to imitate, I am him, I am an extension of his will, every decision I make, it must be the decision he wants to make, we don't distinguish each other." ”

"I hope it's your daughter too." Celine knelt on the ground, looked at Stannis, and stretched out her immature fingers: "But there are more and more important things waiting for us to do in this world." ”

"I know, my daughter, but to protect this world is to protect you, and to protect you is what I want to do the most." Stannis's big hand was on the back of Celine's hand: "No matter who the enemy standing there is, I will not let him hurt you, I swear, I will never let the world take you again!" ”。

Stannis was known as the Child of Light, and now he was like a ray of light, slowly dissipating across from Celine.

Celine could see Stannis turn into a stream of data, entering the network dedicated to the intelligent machine through the invisible network, and her expression was surprisingly flat: "Farewell." ”