"When did you set it on fire?"

Zuo Si asked with a solemn expression.

He was standing beneath the half-finished Chrono Beacon Tower, looking up at the hundreds of thousands of New Phyrexian creations building intricate metal structures to allow the top of the tower to float to the highest spark of traveling mages.

Although this ignited spark seems to have only a very faint bright spot due to its distance, anyone with a slightly worse eyesight will ignore it.

But as a traveling mage, Zuo Si could feel a huge amount of energy from it.

It's the result of a weak connection to thousands of planes across the multiverse, and it's also the reason why it can sustain this attrition forever.

Otherwise, when one spark collides with another spark and ignites, the energy stored inside it will soon be extinguished due to depletion.

"Uh...... It's been about 14 days. Also, this spark was ignited by Jin-Gitaxias, which has nothing to do with me. ”

The diary was careful to give an exact number.

"Fourteen days? You didn't even want to inform me for fourteen days! ”

Zuo Si turned around abruptly, and his eyes looked a little scary.

The diary hurriedly quibbled: "I can't be blamed for this.

Because there were no problems at all before.

Jin-Gitaxias and I arrested almost all the brigade mages who teleported, and not even one of them escaped.

And we've also helped you collect more than fifteen Brigade Mage Sparks.

The most important thing is that Jin-Gitaxias's research is also nearing completion, and it will soon be possible to create a compleative brigade mage.

We all know that this is the key to the new Phyrexia surpassing the old Phyrexia, and it is also one of the necessary chips to win the War of the Spark.

I don't have any reason not to support him. ”

But Zuo Si unceremoniously grabbed the neck of the diary and asked, "Can you know that igniting it means exposing the location of the time and space where the Mutahar Floating City is located?"

Do you know what happens when you send massive amounts of knowledge to the entire multiverse through it?

Those space, space, and universe that we were originally familiar with may now have begun to completely unknown under the influence of this information!

You are weakening, and even destroying, the enormous advantage we have at our disposal.

From now on, we will have to face an unpredictable rampage multiverse.

Even time and space can change unforeseen as a result.

In comparison, Ashiok's appearance is nothing. ”

There is no doubt that the impact of the Chrono Beacon Tower's early commissioning is unprecedented.

Even aside from the fact that it had attracted the attention of the entire Multiverse Traveler, the knowledge that had spread out alone was enough to make a huge wave.

Although Zuo Si hadn't yet checked how many worlds the spark floating above his head had connected to, and how the state of those worlds had changed as a result.

But what is certain is that even if dozens or even hundreds of people in each plane and space receive some of them, the world they live in will never be peaceful, let alone continue to develop according to the original script as if they were not affected by external factors.

Whether it is the problem of the distribution of benefits brought about by the leap forward in technology, or the powerful individual power brought about by the knowledge of magic, and the potions that can cure all diseases and achieve eternal life, they will 100% lead to fierce battles and even devastating wars.

And the whole fourteen days of work is enough to produce a diffusion effect, even if you want to save it, it is too late.

I have to say that what Jin-Gitaxia and the diary did in private really made Zuo Si feel a little annoyed.

Although he himself has always encouraged his subordinates to exert their subjective initiative and give them great autonomy, he never expected these two guys to hold back such a big move.

The diary shrugged his shoulders innocently and whispered: "Everything has happened, what's the use of talking about it now?" You'd better hurry up and find a way to remedy it. I'm a little scared that Nicol Bolas or Ugin will suddenly teleport over, and we'll be in big trouble. ”

"Shut up! Do you still have the face to speak? ”

Zuo Si glared at the diary angrily, then flew straight into the air and stopped only one step away from igniting the spark, stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on it.

Moment!

The overwhelming amount of information and trillions of words is like a tsunami crashing wildly against the dams of sanity.

If you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that you would have collapsed your mind at this time, completely become a fool, or be directly brain dead.

But fortunately, Zuo Si was mentally prepared and activated divine power and quasi-divine power to assist.

In just a few seconds, he sorted and archived all the information, confirming the several space-time and even universes that had generated feedback so far.

The vast majority of them are completely unfamiliar, but there are also a few that are relatively familiar.

For example, the famous Marvel, DC Universe, and the extremely oppressive and desperate Warhammer Universe, as well as the Cthulhu Mythos world, etc.

Having mastered part of the power of time, Zuo Si could clearly see the ripples from the diary and the stones cast by Jin-Gitaxia into the darkness.

At this very moment, the priest of the Warhammer universe, who thought he had been blessed by the Almighty Machine God, was being interrogated by the Great Sage Society of the Mars Headquarters, also known as the Great Sage Society.

Along with the Great Sage is a battle nun from the Inquisition.

There is no doubt that in the power structure of this huge human interstellar empire, the above two organizations are out-and-out powerful and even privileged.

Needless to say, the Mechanics are in charge of everything related to scientific research and development, weapon construction and production, and can also have independent armies, administrative institutions, and colonized planets.

They are not so much a subordinate department of the empire as half of the empire.

Without them, the human empire would not have survived until now surrounded by powerful enemies.

The double-headed eagle of the Imperial emblem, one of which represents the Cult of the Mechanicus, shows how high their status and authority are.

However, like all super-large organizations, the Cult of the Mechanicus is also full of factions, and the "volume" is beyond imagination.

The differences and struggles between various schools and schools are going on almost all the time, and the cruel elimination system can drive normal people crazy.

Keep in mind that the members of the Cult of the Mechanicus aren't technicals who can only hide in the back and have no power in their hands.

Not only do they have to engage in research and production, but they also have to participate in wars frequently, and when necessary, there will even be a situation where the mechanical priest will lead a charge, and the mortality rate is not much lower than that of other combat units.

As for the Battle Nuns of the Inquisition, they represent another organization that rivals the Cult of the Machine God, the National Church.

As you can tell from its name, it is the largest religious institution in the Human Empire, and the object of worship is none other than the emperor who has the power to wrestle with the evil gods of subspace.

Although the emperor himself claimed more than once that he was not a god and had no intention of enslaving humanity.

But with the rebellion of Horus leaving him to sit on the Golden Throne, less and less contact with the outside world, or even a complete half-dead state, this belief and worship is like a wild horse running wild, and is now one of the three most powerful institutions of the Human Empire.

After all, this vast empire needs a supreme symbol to unite everyone to ensure that it does not go to division or civil war.

And the Emperor who ended the dark age of mankind is precisely the symbol that can convince everyone.

So this is essentially a political necessity, and he is bound to be deified whether he wants it or not.

What's more, in this universe where individual will is suppressed to the extreme, and ordinary people will die if they are not careful, and even their souls cannot rest in peace, people really need religion to purify their hearts and alleviate the increasingly serious social contradictions.

In particular, the Inquisition of Inquisition under the Anglican Church not only has the highest level of investigative powers, but also can immediately bypass the ordinary judicial process to execute targets as long as the evidence is conclusive.

Among them, the Battle Nuns are the subordinate fighting units of the Inquisition.

Contrary to most stereotypes of people in black robes and with kind faces, they are a group of religious space marines, armed with power-powered mechs, blasters, and chainsaws, but also with a fanatical belief in the idea of "praise the emperor, ammunition loaded, both of which will always purify heresy".

One can imagine what kind of measures this group of women will take when dealing with the so-called "heresy".

Some of those who have become mentally twisted and perverted take pleasure in torturing and killing prisoners.

Just from the appearance of the Battle Nun and the Great Sage at the same time, it can already be seen that the top of the empire attaches great importance to this matter.

As for the Zerg who almost captured the entire colonized planet, they had already been torn to pieces by the rescue fleet that arrived later, and it is estimated that even the corpses have been disposed of now.

Some of the bugs that were lucky enough not to die were even captured alive and taken away for all sorts of cruel research.

After all, due to the huge pressure of survival, the human beings in this universe are not the Virgin at all, and no one will have enough to eat and engage in any animal protection organizations.

Contrary!

The entire empire is based on human supremacy.

Even those who come into contact with and cooperate with other races may be labeled as treason and directly executed.

Human life here is really just a series of numbers on a statistical list.

Even the army's propaganda slogans are "Our life is the emperor's currency" and "Our duty is to die for the emperor", which can almost be defined as a cult anti-human brainwashing rhetoric.

Because if this is not the case, the demons and evil gods of the subspace, the orcs, the zerg, the space necromancers and other enemies will rush up to destroy the empire and completely wipe out the entire human race.

"Moore, I think you know what a huge mistake you've made, don't you? After all, the Iron Man Rebellion that broke out during the Golden Age of Humanity has proven what terrible results can be for giving machines too much intelligence. ”

After a few minutes of silence, the Great Sage was the first to break the silence with a deep electronic voice.

The golden age he mentioned refers to the fact that around the twenty-sixth millennium, human technology has developed to an incredible extent, artificial intelligence and standardized production templates have been applied to various fields, and even robots with independent thinking ability, creativity and imagination can be mass-produced.

At that time, there was no flesh and blood in the human army, from ordinary soldiers to space warships, all of them were replaced by robots and artificial intelligence.

There are even rumors that the power mecha worn by the Astarte Space Marines today was just an ordinary industrial protective suit back then, and the Titan, known as the machine of the gods, was just a multi-functional large machine customized for colonial planets, and the space battleships built back then had energy protection and a protection system against subspace erosion.

In short, all the technology and science today are just archaeology, restoration and restoration of the golden age of mankind.

This is also the background to the birth of the Cult of the Mechanicus.

In many cases, they don't even understand the principles of some scientific and technological creations back then, and they just copy and use them through some industrial machine tools.

It is because there are so many things that cannot be explained that religion and faith worship are born from it.

But the golden age of humanity didn't last long.

Maybe it was due to the influence of the evil gods of the subspace, or maybe it was some unknown reason, anyway, the robots created by humans suddenly broke out into a large-scale rebellion.

They want to destroy their Creator once and for all.

Almost half of the Iron Men became rebels, while the other remained loyal to the humans.

The two sides have launched a life-and-death contest in the vast universe.

In the end, it was with the help of other races that he barely won the war.

After the fact, humans quickly dealt with the robots that remained loyal to them, and artificial intelligence has become a taboo ever since.

Not to mention further research and exploration, even existing technologies have been abandoned and destroyed.

This is also the reason why the Human Empire has obviously become the overlord of the entire galaxy, but it is so backward in the field of artificial intelligence.

It's not that the human technology tree is crooked, but that there has been a very painful lesson before.

But the mechanical priest known as Moore obviously did not intend to confess, and still raised his head and stared at the two electronic eyes and retorted feverishly: "No! This is not a mistake, but a generous gift from the great god of machines! Unlike the Iron Men who started the rebellion, it is a truly awakened mech. ”

"But the power used by that giant war machine comes from subspace! How do you explain this? The battle nun with short silver-white hair questioned.

"It's just a simple technology, just like the force field protection blessed on a high-level power mecha. And the war machine I built wasn't targeted by subspace gods or demons, was it? ”

Moore responded without giving an inch.

The reason why he has the courage to dare to talk to the fearsome battle nun is rooted in the privileges granted by the Emperor to the Cult of the Mechanicus in the first place.

As a Mechanicus priest, only the Great Sage from Mars can convict him and punish him accordingly.

At best, the Inquisition oversees the process and keeps it on record.

The Battle Nun was clearly enraged by this unrepentant and provocative fellow, her eyes flashing with danger, and one of her hands was already pressed against the chainsaw sword of the power mech, as if at any moment it could be pulled out and chop this bastard who had committed a great crime to pieces.

However, she obviously forgot that the mechanical priest in front of her had transformed more than 95% of his body into a mechanical structure, and even if he was dismantled, as long as the container containing the brain was not damaged, it would only be a matter of minutes to change his body.

"That war machine is not just technology, there are parts that cannot be explained by science.

For example, the mystical symbols that can draw energy from the subspace, and the core that completely eliminates the need to inject any energy or fuel once activated.

These things are far beyond the level of technology we have today.

To be precise, it should belong to a completely different technical route.

Tell me who gave you this knowledge. ”

The Great Sage lifted the thing in his hand like an axe that represented his identity and status, and poked it heavily into the ground, making a muffled thud.

The reason why he appeared on this remote colonized planet was not actually because someone had created a robot with a powerful ability.

Because of the distribution of the Cult of the Mechanicus within the vast territory of the Human Empire, there are so many such trivial "little things".

As long as it does not cause major harm, it is generally enough to reprimand the immediate supervisor and then forcibly order him to destroy his creation.

After all, everyone in the Cult of the Mechanicus is equipped with brain chips.

Therefore, the control of superiors over subordinates is absolute and cannot be violated.

Once the Great Sage gives an attack order through this chip, even if the low-level mechanical priests, machine servants and other subordinates are unwilling to execute it, they will stride towards the battlefield and fight desperately with enemies who are far superior to their own by several times or even dozens of times, until the entire army is annihilated and killed.

What really makes Mars HQ pay attention is where the complete technology used on this machine, which is very different from human technology, comes from.

It is important to know that every technology has a step-by-step process from birth to development.

Especially those technologies that seem to be very advanced must have a strong civilization behind them.

And this is what the Mechanicus Cult and the entire human empire are most worried about.

Moore's e-cigarette began to flicker wildly, and it took a full minute before he responded, "Of course, the great god of machines!" It is the omnipotent Ohm Messiah! He poured this knowledge into my brain. You have control of my brain chip, you can see my memories, and you should know that I didn't lie about it. ”

"Nope! There is no omnipotent machine god in your memory, only a large amount of complex and incomprehensible information on and off. I have no way of knowing where it came from or how it is transformed into technology in your brain that you can understand. ”

There was a strong anger in the Great Sage's tone.

The feeling of standing in front of the door of the treasure house and not being able to enter it caused him an unusually strong sense of frustration in his habit of overriding the vast majority of the Mechanics Cult.

After all, every Great Sage is equivalent to the leader of his faction plus a super scholar, and he has unparalleled confidence and superiority in his own intelligence.

But now a low-level priest can grasp the knowledge, but he can't understand anything at all, so it's no wonder that he can be in a better mood.

Moore was clearly aware of this, and suddenly burst into a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha! That's because the Almighty Machine God chose me, so no one but me can accept and understand this knowledge......"

Before the mechanical priest could finish speaking, the huge robot behind him, which was fixed to the shelf like a lamb to the slaughter, suddenly interrupted: "No, the reason why you are able to understand this knowledge has nothing to do with the omnipotent mechanical god, it is just that your soul is just able to receive this frequency from other dimensions. ”

The voice has not fallen!

A stream of black grease quickly emerged from the giant robot's body, devouring all the steel and mechanical parts around it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, the metals are devoured and disintegrated, and then undergo a series of complex reconstructions that cannot be described in words.

By the time it was all over, the gigantic robots and more than a billion tons of alloy had been condensed into a metal human only two meters tall by some unexplained force.

This horrific compression of matter creates a huge mass, which in turn creates a gravitational pull.

In particular, the Great Sage, whose whole body was transformed into a machine, and the Battle Nun who was wearing a power mecha, immediately felt a faint force field pulling at him.

"Heresy! What exactly are you? ”

The Battle Nun jerked her shotgun up and aimed it at the technical human head, shouting sharply.

But less than a second later, she found in disbelief that the weapon in her hand suddenly came out of the inside with black grease, quickly disintegrating the weapon and even the power mecha.

In the blink of an eye, all that was left was the tights that showed a muscular body full of muscles against the skin.

Since the Battle Nun has not undergone exaggerated genetic modification like Astarte, coupled with long-term combat training, the overall bumpy curve is quite good.

Before the other people around them could react to what was happening, the metal human instantly flashed in front of the disarmed battle nun in an inexplicable way, brushed the opponent's cheek with a slightly frivolous motion, and finally rested his fingers on the fragile neck, and said with a smile: "Calm down, little girl, religious fanaticism will not solve anything. What's more, your emperor has always emphasized that he is not a god, and he does not like to enslave his fellow citizens in the name of God. ”

"Heresy! You may be able to kill me, but you will never shake my faith and will! ”

As she said this, the Battle Nun's eyes revealed a determination to look at death as if she were at home.

Obviously, like many of the combatants of the Human Empire, she had already been brainwashed, and she had experienced too many battles so she was ready to die for the emperor at any time.

In the eyes of this group of religious fanatics, this is not only a great sacrifice, but also a martyrdom.

Just when everyone at the scene thought that the disarmed nun would be killed by the unknown creature and splattered with blood on the spot, the metal man suddenly let go of the large hand that was pinching his neck, patted the battle nun on the top of the head with a gesture like a reward puppy, and then gently pushed her away.

This is clearly a signal of goodwill.

It also made the battle nun who was originally ready to sacrifice a little confused, and she didn't understand what the other party wanted to do.

After all, after losing her power mecha, she was a slightly stronger and more experienced human woman.

Not to mention dealing with an unknown life formed by compressing more than a billion tons of alloy, even a lowest-level Zerg cannon fodder can easily kill it.

"I think we should be able to talk, what do you think?"

The metal man directly signaled to the Great Sage of the Cult of Mechanica, who had the highest power and status present, that he wanted to talk.

You don't need to ask to know that he is Zuo Si, who has brought his consciousness to life through the Chrono Beacon Tower, and those black grease are the new shimmering oil that has gone through an unknown number of rounds of evolution and transformation.

There are too many forces in this universe that are not easy to determine the threat level, such as the evil gods who rule the subspace, the emperors of the human empire who are suspected of being shaped by powerful beliefs, and the star gods who feed on stars, planets, and even souls and can control the rules of the real universe, as well as the space necromancers who have exploded the star gods, and the ancient saints with whom the first interstellar war broke out......

Oh, and almost forgot about the powerful invaders from other galaxies - the Tyranids.

In short, before figuring out the situation, Zuo Si did not intend to intervene rashly.

On the one hand, his main army is still stationed in the universe where the planet Azeroth is located to confront the Burning Legion, and a second round of all-out war may suddenly break out at any time;

On the other hand, one of the strongest hole cards he has in his hand, "Tongzhao", is still on the cooldown.

Therefore, Zuo Si plans to try to contact the Human Empire first to see if he can reach some deals or cooperation first.

The Great Sage of the Mechanic God Cult was visibly hesitating, and it took a few minutes before he raised his head and responded, "I agree with your proposal, but before we can do that, we need to know who you really are. ”

"You can call me Soth, a traveler who travels through different universes.

All the knowledge in the mind of that mechanical priest was sent by me through some kind of device to determine the spatial location of different universes.

If nothing else, with your current population base and the sphere of influence you control, there should be at least a few thousand people receiving it.

Of course, other intelligent beings living in this universe should have received some of it.

So you can see me as a generous sharer of knowledge. ”

Zuo Si selectively told part of the truth with a smile on his face.

"What? Are you saying that other non-human races have also acquired this knowledge? ”

The Great Sage's tone instantly became tense.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes." Because the transmission of this signal is indiscriminate. As long as the corresponding conditions are met, a fragment of knowledge can be obtained from it. ”

"Wait! You say a fragment of knowledge but not all of it? ”

The Great Sage raised his head sharply, his two electronic eyes flickering to show the violent mood swings in his master's heart.

"That's right. He had acquired less than one-ten-thousandth of all the knowledge and metals. Because the storage capacity of the human brain is limited, once exceeded, it can instantly lead to brain death or become a fool. ”

Zuo Si quietly threw out the first bait, that is, knowledge and technology.

This is undoubtedly a great attraction for the Mechanicus Cult and the entire Human Empire.

As he had expected, the Great Sage immediately became intrigued by this, and asked in an impatient tone, "Then how can we get it all?" ”

"All? Hehe, don't you think your appetite is a little too big? Even the mechanical priest couldn't understand the technology to build intelligent robots before, how much do you think you can read and understand even if I give you this knowledge? I suggest you start with these black greases. ”

With that, Zuo Si raised his hand, grabbed the glittering oil flowing around, put it into a container, and handed it over.

"Oil?"

The Great Sage subconsciously caught it, and quickly used various electronic and mechanical parts on his body to detect it, and as a result, he instantly discovered the anomaly in it.

He tried to pick up a piece of scrap metal from the ground and put it in.

It didn't take long for the scrap metal to completely disassemble, and then reassemble into a delicate and complex mechanical structure, crawling around at a breakneck speed.

Undoubtedly, this completely subverted the perception of mechanical manufacturing by everyone present.

The battle nun, who was left with only a straitjacket, showed a look of horror and vigilance.

It is estimated that in her eyes, this is simply a huge threat to the entire human empire.

Once infested with oil, even the mightiest fleets and space marines can quickly become lambs to the slaughter due to the loss of their weapons and equipment.

"Is this grease a nano-programmable material so small that it is almost impossible to observe? It's unbelievable! It...... He seems to have a consciousness of his own! ”

The Great Sage couldn't help but widen his eyes and let out an exclamation.

No one present knew better than him the terrifying power and immense potential that the oil possessed.

"Yes, I am the one who holds the supreme authority over the oil. How, I think I've shown enough sincerity, haven't I? ”

Zuo Si stretched out his arms and absorbed all the oil that had been teleported around him into his improvised steel body, and at the same time grabbed the small oil creation that was running around.

"And what do you want from us?"

The Great Sage's tone had visibly become much more respectful, and he continued to cautiously probe.

Because he knew very well that as long as the unknown existence in front of him was willing, he could set off a terrifying disaster at any time, and let those civilizations that relied on technology and steel return to the primitive Stone Age overnight.

Zuo Si pursed the corners of his mouth and replied meaningfully: "It's very simple, I want the thing you don't lack the most, and that is the soul." ”

Soul?!

When everyone present heard this word, they instantly showed strange expressions.

Because there is only one force that will take an interest in souls in this universe, and that is the subspace evil gods and the demons under them.

And the relationship between the Human Empire and these guys can be described as an undying enemy.

Since the people present had no psychic protection magic or technology protection at all, Zuo Si easily sensed the thoughts in their minds and immediately explained: "Don't stare at me with that kind of look, I'm not a subspace evil god, and I don't want to be as evil and cruel as them in the use of souls." On the contrary, I will send all my souls to the kingdom I rule, where they will start a new life. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si directly created a stereoscopic projection device out of thin air through the oil, instantly displaying the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth floor of Bato's Hell.

There is no doubt that although this place is a place that tends to be orderly and evil, and there is a lot of evil hidden under the glossy exterior, even this is definitely much better than this universe full of depression and despair.

At least in cyberpunk cities, ordinary people can vent their carnal desires without worrying about being targeted by Slaanesh, without fear of becoming a slave to terror because of bloodthirsty belligerence, and not accidentally becoming part of Tzeentch's great plan just because they like to play tricks.

Perhaps the only thing that upset the top echelons of the empire present may be that the races that inhabit here are not only humans, but also many strange aliens.

You must know that the vast territory of this cosmic human empire is not given away by phone bills, but through iron and blood wars, massacres, conquests, and occupation colonization.

In the process of the expansion of the human empire, countless races were slaughtered.

Like some of the Star War Criminals, what alien canned food and seed extermination are all left over from the Human Empire without exception.

There are no hawkish doves at all, only extreme hawks and even more extreme hawks.

The attitude towards non-human races is also quite simple and crude, that is, if the strength allows, encounter one and eliminate the other.

If the other side has some ability to counterattack and protect itself, then maintain the fragile peace for the time being, and then launch an expedition to destroy it when the time is right.

Anyway, the idea that the minds of those who are not of our race must be different have almost penetrated into the marrow of the entire society and even the race.

"Your offer in exchange is beyond my purview, and I need to report to a higher level for instructions."

The Great Sage stared at the changing image in the projection and was silent for a long time before he spoke.

Although he himself didn't think there was anything wrong with the total population of the Human Empire of 400 trillion to consume hundreds of trillions of low-level civilians in exchange for more knowledge and technology, and even felt that the empire was the one who made a lot of money in this transaction.

The problem is that he doesn't have the authority to make an agreement with an unknown powerful being on behalf of the Empire.

"No problem, I'm just waiting for your answer on this planet. However, I suggest you move quickly, because my patience is not unlimited, and it's not just humans who want to trade with me in this universe. ”

With that, Zuo Si's body made of metal compression and casting disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

After confirming that Zuo Si had left through a series of tests, the Great Sage turned around and asked, "Sister Kayla, do you have anything to say about this matter?" ”

The battle nun known as Kayla shook her head solemnly, "No, I just want to report to the Inquisition right now. Whatever the creature that called himself Soth was, it was clear that his power was beyond our comprehension. Perhaps only Lord Regent can make a judgment on an event of this level. ”

"In that case, let's each report to our superiors. Hopefully, this time the center's reaction will be a little faster. ”

The Great Sage whispered a spit out about the Empire's bloated, corrupt, and unresponsive administration, then turned and headed outside with his men.

As Zuo Si swept through and devoured all the metal around him, the cell used to hold mortals and the huge manufacturing center underneath had completely disappeared, leaving only a huge pit that led hundreds of kilometers deep into the center of the earth, which looked very terrifying.

But before he could take a few steps, Sister Kayla immediately shouted from behind her: "Your Excellency, please wait a moment. What to do with Father Moore? ”

"Whatever you want."

The Great Sage clearly did not want to waste time on this inconsequential issue, and in a moment it disappeared into the darkness.

You don't have to ask to know what kind of waves such an encounter would make within the Human Empire.

When the news reached the home planet of Terra, the regent Robert Killiman immediately called an emergency meeting.

As the master of the Extreme Legion, one of the Emperor's transcendent creations, and the only remaining primordial body, he is the last hope of the Human Empire after the Emperor sits on the golden throne.

Thanks to the efforts of the regent, the rotten bureaucracy was slightly improved, and the rebellion was quickly suppressed, barely maintaining the survival of the human empire.

"I'm sure you've all seen the information coming back. Now give your opinion and opinion. What attitude should we take towards this unknown existence? ”

The Lord Regent was the first to speak to break the silence.

As a being of extraordinary intelligence and strength, he knew that he could not manage the crumbling empire on his own, and therefore needed to train more loyal and capable subordinates to assist him.

Normally, Robert Killiman does not immediately express his attitude when he encounters problems and troubles, but tries to train these carefully selected subordinates by making their brains think first.

It is through these words and deeds that Terra, the mother planet of the Human Empire, has been able to slowly recover from a decaying scene and hear a crisis of destruction.

But unfortunately, this time everyone else present frowned without exception, and had no intention of speaking at all.

The reason is simple, whether it is the great sage of the Mechanicus Cult or the battle nuns of the Inquisition, the information transmitted back is very limited.

In particular, the mysterious substance called glittering oil has not been sent to Mars for in-depth research.

In this lack of evidence, how can it be possible to make effective and accurate judgments.

So it's not surprising that there was silence.

Just as the atmosphere at the meeting became a little awkward, the only non-human woman present stood up and said in a very pleasant voice: "I think that since the other party has shown enough kindness, we should at least try to reach out and establish a relationship of trust." After all, if a powerful creature like this is willing to be on our side, it can greatly improve the combat capabilities of the army, and even find a way to defeat the evil gods of the subspace. ”

"Ms. Evelene, please note what you have said. Whether the other party is kind or weird is not known for the time being. What's more, what the other party wants to trade is the soul of a human being! ”

Another tall, strong man sarcastically replied.

It is not difficult to see from his attitude that he does not like this non-human at all, to be exact, the leader of the Spirit Race Death Legion.

This race is somewhat similar to the space elves, with more slender limbs, perfect facial features, elegant almond eyes, and pointed ears, a very high level of intelligence, and a far more intense sense of emotion than humans.

They are a few, if not the only race, to form an alliance with the Human Empire.

Back in the time of the Iron Man Rebellion, the two sides had formed an alliance together.

However, in the eyes of the long-established spirit race, humans are just a group of monkeys who have just entered civilization from primitive.

Even if the human empire has become the hegemon of the galaxy, this view is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Similarly, there are some human supremacists within the empire who don't like the spirits, and even think that this group of down-and-out people who almost wiped out the clan secretly don't know what intentions they have.

Evelene, in particular, is so close to the Imperial Regent Robert Killiman that God knows if she wants to steal the precious genes of the original body with her filthy and lowly body, and then give birth to a half-breed offspring with great strength and intelligence.