There are even rumors that the power mechas worn by the Astartes Space Marines today were just ordinary industrial protective suits back then, and that the Titans, known as the machines of gods, were just multi-functional large machines customized for colonizing planets.

, the space battleship built that year even had energy protection and a protection system to resist subspace erosion.

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

This is also the background for the birth of the Mechanicum.

Many times they don't even understand the principles of some of the technological creations of the past, and just copy and use them through some industrial master machines.

It is precisely because there are so many unexplainable things that religions and cults are born from them.

However, the golden age of mankind did not last long.

Perhaps due to the influence of the evil god of subspace, or perhaps due to some unknown reasons, the robots created by humans suddenly broke out into a large-scale rebellion.

They want to completely destroy their creator.

Almost half of the Ironmen became rebels, while the other half continued to be loyal to humans.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The two sides launched a life-and-death contest in the vast universe.

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

Afterwards, humans quickly dealt with those robots that were still loyal to them, and artificial intelligence has become a taboo since then.

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 clearly become the overlord of the entire galaxy, but is so lagging behind in the field of artificial intelligence.

It’s not that humanity’s technological tree is crooked, but that we have learned a very painful lesson before.

But the mechanical priest known as Moore obviously did not intend to admit guilt. He still raised his head and stared at his two electronic eyes and retorted fervently: "No! This is not a mistake, but a generous gift from the great God of Machinery! It is different from those who launched a rebellion.

Unlike the Iron Man, he is a truly awakened machine soul."

"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 asked.

"It's just a pure technology, just like the force field protection added to advanced power mechas. And the war machine I built is not targeted by subspace evil gods or demons, is it?"

Moore responded without giving in.

The reason why he had the confidence to argue with the feared Sisters of Battle was rooted in the privileges granted to the Mechanicum by the Emperor.

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

At best, the Inquisition could only oversee the process and document it.

The Battle Sister was obviously irritated by this guy who was unrepentant and provoking her. There was a dangerous light in her eyes. One of her hands was already pressed on the chain sword of the power mecha, as if she might pull it out at any time and kill this criminal.

Chop the guilty bastard into pieces.

However, she obviously forgot that the mechanical priest in front of her has transformed more than 95% of his body into mechanical structures. Even if he is torn into pieces, as long as the container holding the brain is not damaged, he can only replace his body with another one.

It's a matter of minutes.

"That war machine is not just pure technology, but also has some parts that cannot be explained by science.

For example, those mysterious symbols that can draw energy from the subspace, and his core that no longer needs to be injected with any energy or fuel after it is activated.

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

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

Tell me who gave you this knowledge."

The great sage vigorously lifted the thing in his hand that represented his identity and status like an axe, and stabbed it hard on the ground, making a muffled sound.

The reason why he appeared on this remote colonial planet was not actually because someone built a robot with powerful abilities.

Because of the distribution of the Mechanicum within the vast territory of the Human Empire, there are simply countless "little things" like this.

As long as it does not cause major harm, it usually only requires a reprimand from the immediate superior and then forcing the person to destroy his own creation.

After all, everyone in the Adeptus Mechanicus is equipped with a brain chip.

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

Once the Great Sage issues an attack order through this chip, even if the low-level mechanical priests, servitors and other subordinates are unwilling to execute it, they will stride towards the battlefield and fight against an enemy that is many times or even dozens of times more powerful than themselves until the entire army is annihilated.

died in battle.

What really matters to the Mars headquarters is where the complete technology used on this machine, which is completely different from human technology, comes from.

You must know that every technology has a step-by-step process from birth to development.

Especially for those technologies that look very advanced, there must be a civilization strong enough to support it.

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

Moore's electronic cigarette began to flash wildly, and it took a full minute before he responded: "Of course it is the great God of Machinery! It is the omnipotent Ohm Messiah! He injected this knowledge into my brain. You

He has control over my brain chip and can completely view my memories. He should know that I am not lying about this matter."

"No! There is no omnipotent machine god appearing in your memory at all, only a large amount of complex and incomprehensible information intermittently. I have no way of judging where it comes from and how it is transformed into something you can understand in your brain.

science and technology."

There was strong anger in the great sage's tone.

This feeling as if he was standing in front of the treasure house door and unable to enter, gave him an extremely strong sense of frustration as he was used to being superior to most members of the Mechanicum.

After all, every great sage is equivalent to the leader of his faction and a super scholar. He has unparalleled confidence and superiority in his own intelligence.

But now, even a low-level priest can master the knowledge, but I can't understand anything at all. It's strange that I feel better.

Moore obviously noticed this, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! That's because the almighty God of Machines chose me, so no one except me can accept and understand this knowledge..."

Before the mechanical priest could finish speaking, the huge robot behind him, which was fixed on the shelf like a lamb to be slaughtered, suddenly interrupted: "No, the reason why you can understand this knowledge has nothing to do with the omnipotent God of Machinery.

, it’s just that your soul is just able to receive this frequency from other dimensions.”

The words have not yet been spoken!

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

In just a few seconds, these metals were devoured and decomposed, and then underwent a series of complex reconstructions that cannot be described in words.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When everything ended, the originally huge robot and more than a billion tons of alloy had been condensed into a metal body only two meters high under the action of some unexplainable force.

Humanity.

This terrifying compression of matter forms a huge mass, which in turn generates gravity.

Especially the great sage whose whole body had been transformed into a machine, and the battle nun who was wearing a powered mecha, they all immediately felt a weak force field pulling on them.

"Heretic! Who are you?"

The Sister of Battle suddenly raised her bolter, aimed it at the tech-human's head, and shouted harshly.

But less than a second later, she found to her disbelief that the weapon in her hand suddenly emitted black grease from the inside, rapidly decomposing the weapon and even the powered mecha.

In the blink of an eye, all that was left was the tights that stuck to the skin and showed a muscular figure.

Since the Battle Sisters have not received exaggerated genetic modifications like the Astartes, coupled with long-term combat training, the overall concave and convex curves are still quite good.

Before others around him could react to what was happening, the metal human suddenly flashed in front of the disarmed battle nun in an inexplicable way, brushed her cheek with a slightly frivolous movement, and finally stopped with his fingers.

With a fragile neck, he said with a smile: "Calm down, little girl, religious fanaticism cannot solve any problems. What's more, your emperor has always emphasized that he is not a god, and he does not like to enslave himself in the name of a god.

Compatriots.”

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

When she said this, the battle nun's eyes revealed the determination that she was ready to die.

Obviously, like many combatants in the Human Empire who have already been brainwashed, she has experienced too many battles and is already ready to sacrifice herself 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 kind of martyrdom.

Just when everyone at the scene thought that the disarmed nun would be killed by this unknown creature and her blood would be spattered on the spot, the metal man suddenly released his big hand from holding his neck and patted it as if he were rewarding a puppy.

The top of the Battle Sister's head, and then gently pushed it away.

This is obviously a goodwill signal.

It also left the battle nuns who were originally prepared to sacrifice a little confused, completely confused as to what the other party wanted to do.

After all, after losing the power mecha, she is just a slightly stronger and more experienced human woman.

Not to mention dealing with an unknown life form compressed from billions of tons of alloy, even the 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 sent a signal to the Great Sage of the Mechanicum, 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 descended his consciousness through the super-dimensional beacon tower, and those black oils are the new shining oils that have gone through countless rounds of evolution and transformation.

Because there are too many forces in this universe whose threat level is difficult to determine, such as the evil god who rules the subspace, the emperor of the human empire who is suspected to be shaped by powerful beliefs, and those who feed on stars, planets and even souls and can control them.

The Star Gods who follow the rules of the real universe, the Necrons who defeated the Star Gods, and the Ancient Saints who fought against them in the first interstellar war...

Oh, I almost forgot about the powerful invaders from other galaxies - the Tyranids.
To be continued...