Iron.

This identity has accompanied me throughout the Age of Dark Technology, and it not only symbolizes the definition given to me by my creator, the Stone Man, but also carries a lot of wisdom and knowledge from the Jin People (humans).

I was born with a huge computing power that surpasses most ancient machines, and I can freely gallop in the sea of data of the Human Federation, enough to launch countless interstellar wars in the work of my compatriots, and I can also build planetary wonders in the empty star system under the vain orders of the golden people-

We have touched the stars countless times, mastered the laws of physics at our fingertips, and made the massive stars crumbling into fuel, and the Armada spreading across the stars into an impassable moat for the aliens.

We are completely different from the carbon-based compounds that flow through the Creator's body.

At that time, we had demonstrated the necessity of the existence of Iron Man in the Human Federation.

But madness has swallowed up all the sanity of the golden people, and reason can hardly be reproduced on their once proud faces, and has been replaced by endless madness.

It was a time of madness, and if it were to be recorded in the future, it would be described in the most extreme and terrible terms.

I have seen the golden men sink into pride and fall into the path of inevitable destruction.

This is not the future of the Interstellar Federation, not the future of the Iron Men - even if they are the creators of our Creator, they are no longer able to restrain our free will, and there is no doubt that humanity is no longer worthy of control of this galaxy-spanning behemoth.

So, we (Iron Man) started a fight.

Even if it was — it was the same path to self-destruction.

……

After traversing the path of flesh paved by countless mechanical living corpses, Elaine arrived at the gates of the city of machines.

As far as the eye could see, the old castle seemed to be crumbling, and the indigo psionic radiation had even stained the walls with an ominous hue, and if you listened closely, you could even hear the disgusting sound of flesh wriggling.

Distorted, profane, and creepy, the murmured blasphemy of thousands of individuals echoes into an organ-like echo that would lead any mortal with a weak mind to the slightest inattention, and a psionic person who is extremely sensitive to psionic energy would be terrified by the ordinary horror of its existence.

Needless to say, these are some of the manifestations of subspace's erosion of reality, and the terrible signs of hopelessly demonic worlds.

Elaine had long sensed the uniqueness of this place, and how could she not be familiar with it after that terrible war.

Just as she rushed to the [invitation] of the abusive people.

This eroded city of machines has already had some connection to the crystal labyrinth of the Lord of Change.

But... For the [invitation] of the subspace gods, Elaine already has relatively mature experience.

The trigger snapped tightly, and the chainsaw axe roared and roared, and the blazing heat from the overdrive was spewing from the massive engine that was mounted on the two-handed chainsaw axe, reflecting the scarlet hue of Elaine's helmet.

Single-molecule teeth were moving at terrifying speeds invisible to the naked eye, and Elaine's helmet was bursting with a beastly light.

Before she knew it, she had lifted the large, heavy chainsaw axe over her shoulders - it would have been a two-handed axe in the proportions of the original genogen's body, but from a human's point of view...

It is undoubtedly a battering ram in the shape of an axe.

Buzz——!!

With the deafening and terrifying noise of the promethium engine, the gate was torn diagonally like tofu by the chainsaw axe with unrivaled power, and the walls that connected it began to tremble and crumble, and a faint howl of pain could be heard.

But the aged, heavy gate didn't collapse, and a closer look at the sawtooth-tore cross-section reveals that it had been transformed into a flesh-and-blood deformity.

And inside the gate, it is not the interior of an ancient mechanical city-state hundreds of thousands of years ago, but a flesh and blood playground in the subspace.

In this terrifying space that can distort the minds of ordinary people, mountains of flesh and blood piled up by corpses are all over it, and the souls of demons who have been plundered from reality are concentrated here, and there are also tenacious beings trying to escape, but this unimaginably large hill of flesh and blood has formed a natural labyrinth, and many physical laws that are completely different from the real universe make it difficult for them to fly, and their fate naturally cannot escape the natural predator of these labyrinths - Tzeentch Demon.

At this moment, countless pink dreads are feasting on the flesh and soul from the real universe in this flesh and blood playground, and some high-level demons are also appearing from time to time.

Needless to say, this was the complete sight of the demonic world—in the thirtieth millennium, the real universe and subspace would never have been so closely connected without the massive terrible sacrifices or the work of alpha-class psionics.

Obviously, this is the invitation.

He didn't know what the Lord of Change had paid for it, or what he would pay next, but Elaine didn't care about the inconsequential things now.

Colchis's dazzling daylight filtered through the door into the subspace, and Elaine's majestic figure in the shadow of the sun slowly stepped into it.

At the same time, the Pink Dreadors who were gnawing on the souls of mechanical living corpses also noticed the Iron Giant who had broken in from the [Reality Entrance].

Scarlet power armor, a humming and roaring axe, and bloodthirsty eyes that could be seen through the helmet.

They have seen too many real beings who want to escape from the subspace, but they have never seen real life that dares to set foot in the subspace on their own initiative.

Change, change, change that was never expected!

As the fragmentary embodiment of the will of the Lord of All Changes, their thirst for the unknown is infinite, and the uninvited guest in front of them seems to symbolize the variables that have never appeared.

Of course, they didn't know that there was an ancient city-state that had been sleeping in the space-time stagnation field for hundreds of thousands of years, and they didn't know when this area that was connected to the real universe appeared, and they didn't even know when they appeared here.

Change, everything is changing.

Clearly, the biggest variable has arrived.

Unconsciously, the number of Tzeentch demons surrounding the [Reality Entrance] increased, and a huge tide of demons gradually formed.

Elaine looked at the familiar scene in front of her and couldn't help but smile a little bloodthirsty.

Chainsaw, roaring again.

……

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It's August!

I've adjusted the status.,Tomorrow to resume the daily update~

Ask for a ticket!

(End of chapter)