AWB Chapter 392: Target Locked and Prepared for the Rising Star
Chapter 392: Target Locked and Prepared for the Rising Star
Ian looked at the remains in the transparent cabinet with regret on his face. The heroes who should have been admired by the world were being auctioned off like commodities. How could this situation not make people feel chilled? If the highest-level forces were like this, what kind of blasphemous things would the rest of the world do?
“The mission is a long and arduous journey.”
Caroline took the lead by kneeling on one knee, and the nuns prayed silently, hoping to continue to shine on the missionary journey.
Ian declined the technical priest's invitation again and politely declined the thank-you dinner hosted by the leader of the Quindinan family. He now only wanted to return to the Divine Reason and continue his day-to-day inner questioning to the Emperor.
The technical priest's mechanical prosthetic eye kept adjusting itself, watching the airship carrying the state religion until it disappeared into the horizon. Then, a "clicking" sound of a mechanism was heard on his back, and as an antenna stood upright, a visible electrical signal shot into the sky.
"For the first time in my life...I can actually face the majesty of the Divine Emperor."
The leader of the Quedinan Navigator Family said with some trembling, and as the other party poured out his words, the third eye on his forehead opened, but the structure inside was not an ordinary eyelid, but a chaotic void.
After the technical priest reset the signal transceiver on his body, he looked at the Riza and the order's emblem on his robe. After a long silence, he seemed to be talking to himself:
"...The plan went as planned, the Order's disguise was flawless, Ian definitely couldn't figure out the trick... Forget about it, the next moment will be the first time you and I will see that weapon."
...
The electrical signal left the bustling city, rose into the hot sky filled with exhaust gas, shuttled through the dark gray clouds, and quickly reached the mechanical temple in the wasteland.
The sage who was receiving the information outside was shocked all over. His transcoder started running at high speed. After compiling all the information, he quickly swung his eight mechanical prosthetic limbs and rushed into the temple hall.
At this time, General Riza Forge and Rebos were discussing the details of the cooperation. The general's left prosthetic eye released an analytical beam to scan the prototype, and his right eye released a full-system projection to try to build a real forbidden object.
[Akashic Records: Records all information about all time, all space, and all existence, as small as the time you last scratched your body and the spatial coordinates of each scratch, the entire process of every time Khorne slashed someone, the formula of every plague work of Nurgle, and all the knowledge of the Necrons.
From the movement of the Milky Way in the universe, to the details of every conspiracy between Tzeentch and the Emperor, to everything that every living being is thinking at any moment, all this information is contained in this record. To access it is to achieve true "omniscience and omnipotence".
The Akashic Reader is a machine that accesses the subspace storage, and the one who activates this black technology is a psychic. The higher the energy level, the better, but of course the more dangerous it is. 】
"Akash Reader...Akash...Akash...This is a very time-consuming project. The backup you have is clearly a patchwork version. According to estimates, the incompleteness rate is as high as 38%.
This 38% is crucial to fully constructing the Akashic Reader, and using Riza's own technology to modify it would likely take up to 40 standard Terran moons.
And this does not include the time for construction, energy source matching, and testing. More importantly, there may be a warp disaster. The construction site must not be Riza."
As the general spoke, several tons of metal materials were suspended around him, and a larger prototype quickly gathered under his control beam, like stars orbiting the sun, or a dozen or so layers of circulating tourbillons, bizarre yet full of some kind of eternal law.
“The location doesn’t matter.”
"111, solve the simplest problem. Second, the Akashic Reader is a bridge connecting the subspace, so we have to carefully select the key to open the subspace."
"Psychic."
"111, that's right. The higher the energy level, the higher the benefits. But on the other hand, it also means the risk factor remains high... However, I think we can replace the psychic's head with other objects as a bridge to communicate with the subspace.
Well... the most famous and capable navigator in the City of Endeavour... Let me think, there are too many backup areas in my brain, I have to find them one by one... items to be scrapped, items of value... Ah, I found it, the navigator leader of the Quindinan family, 0001111, I will find a way to get him here.
However, taboo things can also be treated with taboo methods. I think you should understand what I want to say, the term that should not be spoken. "
"demon."
The general laughed so hard that his huge body even trembled like a human, although his face did not show any happiness at all.
"Ah, you are really not afraid of anything. I am really becoming more and more interested in you.
Since there is nothing to hide between you and me, it will be beneficial for both of us to speak out. As demons wandering in the sea of illusion, they are the most suitable existence.
However, it is quite difficult to find a suitable demon. There is no need to think too much about it in the world. Just creating an environment for its survival is extremely dangerous, and this will definitely be targeted by the Holy Hammer Order.
So we need to find a poor creature parasitized by the devil, but such a creature is hard to come by. Reza has not been able to keep one alive for a long time after years of experiments.
But, fortunately, I found some clues on a planet, which may be what we need."
"Location."
The Casting General became more and more happy. The guy in front of him was really as dull as a robot servant. His every question and answer showed ridiculous efficiency.
"It's not far from Riza. If we're lucky, we can get there in one warp travel. It may take less than a week. Haha, haha. Death World - Catachan.
On the ancient planet Catachan, we found temples that were worshipped by people tens of thousands of years ago. In one of the temples, there was a strange mirror.
We tried to recover that thing, but all 18 operations ended in failure, with more than casualties, and the ways of death were all strange. We once thought about whether to inform the Order of the Holy Hammer. Fortunately, today I am grateful for the decision I made before. "
"Does that mirror have any special abilities?"
"Not sure, it's hard to say. No matter organic or inorganic life, it can't be taken away. We have also rented a lot of war groups... Hehe, fortunately they all died on it.
But it is Catachan after all. Even if the news leaks out, no Inquisitor wants to go there to investigate the case. And those paranoid fools, hahahaha, Catachan will teach everyone who disrespects it a lesson. "
The Casting General smiled grimly, and the hoarse electronic noise made him even more distant from the human category.
"There is an ancient demon lurking in that mirror. In order for our plan to succeed, and for the Akashic Reader to return to the world, we must use forbidden means to create forbidden objects.
To be honest with you, over the past three years, I have secretly collected a few soulless people through some tricks. Haha, after all, I don't have the technology of the undead, so I can only use stupid methods.
If you don't feel resentful about my little secret, then I think our cooperation will be very pleasant. You shouldn't refuse, right?"
The general retracted the control beam as he spoke, and the suspended prototype fell to the ground with a bang, clanging and banging, turning into a pile of scrap metal that had no sense of technology at all. In the rain of falling steel, the cold red light of the prosthetic eye stared into another pair of cold eyes.
"I do not care."
The two just stared at each other until the eight-legged sage broke the somewhat depressing atmosphere.
"what's up?"
The sage stepped forward quickly and inserted the integrated circuit board into the card slot that popped out at the general's feet. After a few seconds, the general nodded and asked Rebos:
"Great, really great. Now let's talk about the battle plan. Riza will provide everything available, including warships, troops, equipment, and weapons.
Whatever you want, whatever you can think of, even your broken nanocrystal armor, don't be nervous, isn't it normal for the forge world to be full of scanners? "
As the general spoke, a lens extended from his body and a white light flashed, as if he took a picture of Rebos.
Rebos was not surprised. He just looked down at the Thinker on his arm, and then continued to listen to the implementation of the five plans of the Casting General in silence.
However, 15 minutes later, the arrival of the second sage broke the endless chattering situation. The other party glanced at Rebos and then quickly ran to the feet of the Forging General.
"General, an unnumbered transport plane took off from the Donglu factory. It evaded all radar tracking and its last location was crossing the cross-sea bridge and heading towards Omega-9 Transport Station.
After investigation, it was found that the items they were carrying were from a room 30 kilometers underground in the factory complex, which was a 300-square-meter construction room that had not been registered.
At this point, General Casting immediately realized that this must have been done by Rebos, and the subsequent situation of the man in front of him also confirmed his guess.
"If you don't feel resentful about my little secret, then I think our cooperation will be very pleasant. You shouldn't refuse, right?"
Rebos turned and left, saying that they could go to Catachan in 15 days, and that while he was taking the Parasitic Demon's mirror, Reza would need to complete the construction of the Akashic Reader's body.
Watching the other person's figure disappear on the steps, the muscles of the Casting General Electronic Cable contracted inch by inch, and the huge scepter in his hand scraped marks on the ground. The hoarse friction sound complemented the sound of the dome's mechanical amplifier.
“I really underestimated him… Keep investigating and see what items were made in that place.
And that Battle Sister, try to separate them as much as possible. As long as this guy leaves Riza, we will find a chance to take the weapon.
Take the time to send the Space Marines of the Fire Covenant to the Iron Fortresses, separate them from the Ecclesiarchy troops, and ensure that their equipment and weapons are being transformed. Just follow Plan 11."
The hoarse electronic voice of the Casting General echoed in the air, and with just a few words he began to decide the future fate of this group of people.
"Then, do we need to continue the transformation of the black ships and missionary ships?" asked the Eight-legged Sage.
"Of course. This is a free ship. Even if Riza builds two such ships, it will take twenty years. The existing ships can also be equipped with more modified weapons.
Only in this way can the two parties feel at ease to stay here and meet all their needs. Haha, Riza never does business at a loss!"
"That's right, Riza never loses money."
The two sages nodded in agreement, but the second sage twitched twice for no apparent reason when no one was watching.
"That's right..Riza..."
...
The transport ship and airship landed at the Omega 9 transport station at the same time. Ian got off the ship and directed the servitors to carefully transport the cargo boxes. Hearing Caroline and Rebos talking, he hurried over and said embarrassedly:
"Mr. Rebos, thank you for your generosity. If it weren't for your crystal card, the saint's remains would probably have been hidden by someone else."
Rebos looked at the boxes, rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers for a few times, and then waved his hand and said:
"It's just numbers. Please contact the Zakli Think Tank for me. I need to talk about something."
Ian immediately signaled his men to connect the signal. At this time, Benson, who was being praised by Sister Stika for his outstanding performance at the auction, noticed the gesture made by Rebos out of the corner of his eye.
He quickly found an excuse to follow him, and when he reached the corner, Rebos was indeed waiting for him, tapping the Thinker on his arm, as if he was doing some unknown secret.
"Are you looking for me?"
"There's something wrong with what Ian bought."
"Fuck! I knew these people had bad intentions, why didn't you tell them?"
“You don’t need to know the details. Since Riza can produce these things, he must have prepared them in the shortest possible time.
If Ian doesn't pray or do what he's supposed to, the mechanical creations will definitely notice the slight difference, and that will be exposed once I conduct my research.
I tell you this because you are not part of the state religion, yet you are around them, and the others, whether they are officers or quartermasters, are always a little further away.
This is a journey full of dangers, and I must use all the means at my disposal to ensure that those guys think they have a sure win and let them indulge in the illusion that everything is under control."
This was the first time Benson heard Rebos say so many words. He quickly looked the man in front of him carefully from head to toe, and said sternly:
"You are indeed a very cunning fellow. You never show your true colors, and there is no trace of emotion. Got it. I will keep the secret."