Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 456 Reading Screen Final Battle

When they saw the steel-grade robot carrying its own lead-sealed coffin slowly to the ground, the excitement in the hearts of the mechanical sages was self-evident.

At this moment, all their attention was focused on the uncomfortable lead coffin, and the situation on the battlefield was no longer the focus of their attention.

Now, even if the West Continent factory was breached, the Titan coalition above it was wiped out, and most of Riza's continental plates were engulfed in flames, they would not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Even if their family assets were robbed, their properties were snatched away, and everything they had was burned down, they would not care at all.

Just because, now, they want to witness history, witness the opening of Pandora's Box, and witness the reappearance of the greatest creation, the Akashic Reader who can know the past, present and future.

That artifact can read the total knowledge in the universe. The knowledge revealed by just a glimpse of a corner is enough to exceed the sum of Reza's efforts over thousands of years.

The legacy of the Empire's Golden Age, and even the more terrifying inventions possessed by the alien races, will be recorded in the Akashic Reader as long as the Warp has existed.

Now, they finally have the blueprints, the network and the key. From now on, Riza will become the master of the magic box, the beacon of the order, the center of the empire, and the only one in the universe!

"Peel off the lead-sealed coffin!"

At the command of the Casting General, the Mechanical Sages who had been jealous for a long time immediately took the lead and completed the task by themselves without relying on any external forces.

Connection, power on, signal transmission, Riza's own equipment was easily turned on, and as the lead-sealed coffin was opened, the sense of silent annihilation immediately spread to the surroundings.

Everyone, one by one, stared intently at the situation inside, and saw an ancient bronze mirror standing quietly in the opened lead coffin, representing some origin of the chaotic space, unknown and mysterious.

And above the bronze mirror, framed on the mirror surface, the corpses of the ten soulless people were so twisted, attached to the bronze mirror as if they were some kind of evil existence.

"Activate the prophetic celestial body, connect to the central processor of Rebos, and install all the psychic batteries. It's time to bring the Akashic Reader back to the world!"

Tens of thousands of psychics whose brains had been removed were thrown into the cages on the pedestal with dazed eyes. They were drooling, their bodies were covered with sores, and feces and urine were everywhere. This place looked more like a slaughterhouse than a test bench.

The central processing unit of Rebos is connected to the large thinker. After a large amount of code is input into it, the automatic translation program is quickly started.

A large number of robotic arms began to adjust the structure of the celestial body, and the tens of thousands of pathways connected inside were reversed or re-laid. Without the help of the Rebos central processing unit, Nareza's design still had certain flaws, but now they have been perfectly solved.

The sages were so excited that they could not be more excited. Although they usually only used pulse signals to communicate and chant prayers, they now sang loudly in unison.

The temple changed its structure once again, loud bells rang in the air, and a beacon-like light began to bloom above the land of Riza.

Different from the strange luster of the subspace cracks, the holy light of the temple represents the pinnacle of technology and the glory of the laws of physics.

The haze of heaven and earth was gradually pierced, and the rotating celestial bodies informed the subjects of Reza of the direction. People knelt down and prayed devoutly to the God of All Things, hoping for victory in the war and that the miracles over there would become more obvious.

The bronze mirror was placed into the rotating celestial body, and the servo skull, stimulated by the electrical signal, went into the celestial body to peel off the corpse of the soulless person.

Every ten seconds or less, the servo skulls that were dismantling the corpses would malfunction and fall, forcing the Order to send them up one by one.

The stripped corpses are not discarded at random. They are placed in the pedestals one by one according to the reserved positions, so as to prevent the loss in time when an unpleasant psychic outburst occurs at some point.

As they were taken apart one by one, unreal scenes immediately appeared in the celestial body. The bronze mirror, which should have been just an object, now had some characteristics of life. Everyone present seemed to hear something, even the robot servant whose cochlea had been removed was no exception.

"Damn it, ignore that thing, put in the battery and proceed to the next step."

The rings connected to the psychics' necks released high-voltage currents at the same time. Tens of thousands of psychics howled in pain, and the surging psychic energy between their roars directly condensed into a thick layer of ice on the huge base.

The howling gale swept across the entire land. Many servo skulls were blown away and lost contact. Even the mechanical sages were affected.

Red liquid began to seep out from under their feet, and ghostly phantoms quietly emerged. Many psychics somehow broke through the blockade of the cage. They suddenly appeared in mid-air and then exploded with a bang.

The ripples of disharmony affected every mecha. The machine souls began to resist this unrealistic flow, and peripheral technological equipment continued to experience failures that could not be corrected.

With so much uncontrolled psychic energy appearing here, the backlash of psychic energy immediately became quite obvious. However, in the midst of danger, the rapid rotation of the celestial body began to absorb the leaked psychic energy.

The powerful energy began to divide and gather along the pathways of the pipelines, spreading to the entire celestial body like a tornado. The corpses of the soulless people were still trembling, and the mechanical arms that maintained stability began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Hold on! The bronze mirror is starting to respond. Enter the character command now!"

Abnormal fluctuations occurred in real matter, and the bronze mirror that did not reflect light actually began to absorb light. Ripples spread out on the mirror surface, and the sound inside weakened along with the fluctuations.

Above the large meditator, the mechanical sage quickly input limited characters, and wave after wave of electromagnetic pulses acted on the rotating celestial body.

The structure, like a glass ball, changed itself, and then a passage leading to the subspace opened on the bronze mirror.

As the rotation of the celestial body accelerated, the other end of the bizarre light began to stabilize, and the strange crimson-purple picture was almost the same as the light that had not yet dissipated above their heads.

But while space is filled with chaos and destruction, what appears before us is order and stability.

"Done... Input STC lossless drawings!"

The Casting General looked at the mysterious but quiet passage. Although there was no manifestation, he understood that it was the manifestation of the Akashic Reader.

As the characters were input, the light curtain in the channel began to undergo gratifying changes. The exotic color of the subspace began to shift to the real area. The sages were salivating and constantly thinking about how it would be presented next.

The stars were shining, and a ship was floating silently in the silence. It was an alien ship. Although the sages had not seen it with their own eyes, they knew that it was a race that was on the list of the Alien Inquisition.

"Why are they the Tau? Are they representing some kind of STC message?"

"Don't worry. No one knows what the Akashic Reader will look like. Just keep reading."

Everyone was full of suspicion, and the scene was progressing layer by layer. The hull of the ship was quickly penetrated, and in some areas passed by, the alien life was exposed.

The picture advanced very quickly, and in the blink of an eye it arrived at a room that looked like the bow room of a ship, and then stopped silently below the scene in the room.

The sages looked carefully and saw that there were only two aliens sitting opposite each other in the room, seemingly playing some kind of chess game. This scene once again left the sages confused.

"Is this in the past or in the present? Why would the STC be associated with such low-level creatures?"

"Aren't the Tau tribe in the easternmost part of the Ultima Thule? Is there no news about other STCs in the huge empire?"

"One Tau, and the other looks like a human? What is this..wait, why does that human look like..Rebos?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, not only did everyone present stand up in surprise, but the person in the picture also seemed to sense something.

The guy who looked almost exactly like Rebos suddenly stood up, and an invisible air wave seemed to form around him, causing all the chess pieces on the table to be overturned.

The alien on the opposite side was probably asking what happened, but this human waved his hand and immediately formed some kind of hand gestures, and circles of inexplicable symbols quickly bloomed under his feet.

"Is that psychic energy?"

"It seems to be some kind of ritual of falling into the law!"

"Who the hell is this guy?!"

Who this guy is is obvious to someone, but the wise men who are kept in the dark have no idea.

While they were still confused about the situation, the screen on the reader suddenly fluctuated.

Rebos in the picture seemed to have noticed something. His eyes seemed to become more and more transparent, and some images emerged from his eyes.

I don’t know if it was because of the strange movement or because the soulless body under the bronze mirror kept swaying.

Just when the sage was about to input more limited characters, the large meditator that had been trembling for several minutes suddenly began to emit fine arcs of electricity.

The psychics under the pedestal suddenly began to die en masse. The excessive electric current directly burned through their brains. The entire celestial body began to tremble in an unpleasant way. The lack of psychic energy caused the passage leading to the Akashic reader to close inward.

At this moment, beautiful hopes turn into the mud of reality, the so-called illusion gradually dissipates, and the truth of the matter begins to emerge.

"What the hell is going on? Who is that guy? Why doesn't the knowledge appear according to the information we limit it to?!"

The Casting General wanted to smash the entire celestial body with his scepter, but he was too heartbroken to do it.

"Because that's what I want to see."

A familiar voice appeared, and everyone looked for the source of the sound until the mechanical arm broke and fell, and the soulless man's corpse stretched out his limbs again.

"Martian boy! You're not dead yet!"

Of course Rebos was not dead. All this was part of his plan. He had been patiently lying dormant for nearly two years just for this wonderful moment today.

He already knew Lin Heng's location. From now on, Riza would be a useless and disposable place... As for the truth, they didn't need to know it.

"Guess for yourself."

"Go to hell!"

Two plasma heavy cannons extended directly from the chest of the Casting General, and without any room for tact, they fired two cannons at Rebos. The pipeline in front of him was directly destroyed, which was bound to kill the opponent.

The rest of the sages also displayed their magical powers, and various laser weapons fired intensively at the heretics approaching the bronze mirror, and the entire celestial body was immediately scarred.

The central processing unit created by Rebos himself was controlling everything on the celestial body. They could only watch the other party flying up and down between the barrage and pipes, recovering all the corpses and bronze mirrors of the soulless people.

The Casting General held the scepter tightly with both hands, and the super-strong gravitational beam immediately acted on the collapsing celestial body, and the already shaky structure immediately began to collapse. The metal structure "banged" and rolled inward, gradually tightening Rebos in the cage.

"Prepare the highest level stasis field, I want this damn..."

Before the information from the Casting General was delivered, a metal ball several hundred meters high exploded instantly. The power of the nuclear explosion went straight into the sky, and the entire temple area was shrouded in black fog.

"Hahahaha, it's a big toad from Catachan, that guy really succeeded, hahahaha, then our robbery will be easier, boys, come on Waaaaaagh!"

"WAAAAAAAGH!!!"

The orcs on the battlefield cheered, and when they saw the mushroom cloud rising into the sky, Stark knew that the man named Rebos had really succeeded.

Next, although it is not known how many Mechanical Sages can be killed, this can indeed buy them more time. The orc army continues to cross the border, and Riza's plans are being ruined one after another.

Soldiers from both sides were falling one after another. At this moment, on a battlefield somewhere in the past, the soldiers frozen in the melted ice fell to the ground.

His modified prosthetic eye began to make a "beeping" sound. As the sound became more rapid, a dazzling curtain of light suddenly burst out from the ground not far in front of him.

The "crackling" sound of electric current was injected into the earth, and Rebos' scarred body fell to his knees on the ground, vomiting bitter water.

The black stone force field was about to wipe him out, not only because of Lin Heng's strange shielding method that caused the picture to stop, but more because he himself could not hold on any longer.

While gasping for breath, Rebos suddenly realized that the person lying in front of him was the special Harold. After a moment of hesitation, he stood up with difficulty and leaned forward.

"Is this the only escape coordinate?..only this one..."

Rebos calmed down and took off the opponent's mechanical eye to understand the situation on the battlefield. When he saw the Eldar missiles highlighting the battlefield, he immediately half-knelt in front of Harold and examined his body.

The sudden freezing helped him avoid the high temperature of the explosion and lowered his heart rate, prolonging his life.

Perhaps it was fate that made the decision, and another question deep in his heart might also get some answer today.

"I need you to stay alive for a while."