"Praise the God of all opportunities!"
"You are the master of all machinery! You are the source of all technology in the universe!"
"Only under your guidance can we evolve towards a more perfect form!"
"Witnessed by steel! Amid the roar of industrial assembly lines! You will surely lead us to a glorious and great future!"
"May your light illuminate this dark universe! Tear apart the confinement of flesh and blood on the mind and soul!"
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As the endlessly dense New Phyrexia mechanical creations with souls kneeled on the ground, worshiped, prayed, and chanted at a very abstract giant statue, the light connecting the sea of ​​souls in the subspace of the Warhammer universe began.
The sky above them flickered, and then indescribable threads fell from the sky, connecting them to the projection of the terrifying entity in the subspace.
That surging power, together with the warp oil, was injected into the soul of every New Phyrexia mechanical creation.
Through this close connection and intersection between souls, the Mechanical Orthodoxy in the White Faction of New Phyrexia was able to create the God of All Machines, a subspace entity, in such a short period of time.
Because just to create this God of All Machines, the White Demon Judge Elenon asked for tens of millions of souls from Zuo Si, and then put them into the shining oil to fill them with those used to pray day and night and various religions.
Ritual mechanical servant.
Yes, you heard it right.
The entire billions of New Phyrexia's creations do nothing every day. They just pray here day and night and hold a large number of complicated religious rituals with mystical tendencies.
Not only mechanical creations, but also a large number of "abandoned" people traded from the human empire.
The word "abandoned" is used because these people, without exception, were deprived of their status as citizens of the empire for various reasons and became slaves. It can also be called currency in disguise.
They come from many sources, including residents of planets or sectors who cannot pay tithes, as well as rebels who cannot stand the dark and cruel rule of the Empire and launch an uprising.
As long as these people can escape the merciless and brutal suppression and massacre by the Imperial Army, they will be "lucky" to be sent to various forging worlds controlled by the Mechanicus to work as cows and horses.
In other words, they are low-level workers on the assembly line who perform heavy manual labor for at least fourteen hours, sixteen hours, or even twenty-four hours a day.
Before they pay back the tithes owed to the empire or serve their sentence, they are not worthy of the status and treatment of "human beings".
And in this process, you basically don’t have to think about entertainment. What’s even more frightening is that the food you eat, the water you drink, and the place you stay all have to be paid for.
Many people even have the strange phenomenon that the harder they work to repay their debts, the more they work hard to repay their debts. Instead of decreasing, their debts continue to increase.
So from the moment they entered the forging world, their life was doomed to be dark and desperate, without any hope at all.
As for passing the exam to become a mechanical priest, although there is no threshold in theory, anyone can cross this threshold through study and exams in their spare time to get rid of the status of a slave laborer and become a "human" in the true sense.
But as we all know, free is the most expensive, and having no threshold is the biggest threshold.
Not to mention how many people can still have extra energy to study after engaging in heavy physical labor for more than ten hours a day, the minimum intellectual requirements to become a Mechanic Priest are definitely not something ordinary people can achieve.
Therefore, although the channel for class advancement is right in front of us, there are only a handful of talented and lucky people who can cross it.
The rest basically live in exhaustion, pain and numbness until they are thirty or forty years old, and then end their short lives in a hurry.
Some of them will be transformed into servitors to continue serving the Mechanicus;
Some will undergo simple mechanical modifications and then be welded to the assembly line to become something like a robotic arm to squeeze out the last remaining value;
Other corpses will be sent to be processed into nutritional powder or paste for other slave workers to eat.
Even if some smart people are favored by the Mechanic Priest and sent to study for further studies, there is a high probability that they will become the other party's "wetware" one day in the future, or a replaceable young spare body.
The most cruel thing is that in order to encourage and maintain fertility, the founding planet will deprive all slave workers of entertainment. The only way they can obtain happiness is the most primitive and instinctive reproduction.
Not only do these people have to be slaves for the rest of their lives, but they also want their descendants to be slaves endlessly.
So when it comes to the darkness, cruelty, exploitation and oppression of the human empire, even the top leaders of the empire cannot refute it.
Because they know very well that this is an ironclad fact, and they can see it without even looking for it.
A large part of the title of the fifth evil god of the subspace, Lord of Humanity, comes from this.
After all, it was he who kept this decadent empire from collapsing, allowing those greedy governors and nobles to continue to squeeze the people at the bottom to the extreme, making their lives worse than death.
This is why there are always cults within the empire, and the soil for gene stealers to survive and develop.
The abandoned population refers to those who have suffered accidental or long-term exposure to radiation, such as body ulcers, cancer, disability, and loss of labor ability and transformation value.
Normally, the only outcome waiting for them is to be sent to a corpse processing plant to be processed into nutritional powder and nutritional paste.
However, Elenon was keenly aware of the potential value of these people who had been brainwashed by the Mechanicus for a long time and believed in the God of All Machines, Ohm Messiah. She directly bought them all with supplies, and then soaked them in shining oil and transformed them into New Fere.
A member of Ksia.
In this way, they can get rid of physical and mental pain and devote themselves wholeheartedly to the cause of faith.
So many irrational fanatical beliefs, which can even be described as paranoia and madness, finally condensed into the true God of All Opportunities.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! No one knows how many of these abandoned populations from the forge worlds of the Warhammer Universe are in the territory of the White Faction of Mirrodin.
But what is certain is that they are now full of infinite gratitude, admiration, worship and loyalty to New Phyrexia and the God of All Machines.
These people even regard the oil that helps them get rid of pain and embrace new life as a sacred object. They spend at least an hour every day soaking in the oil and connecting with the God of All Machines at the spiritual and soul level.
It can even be said that the God of All Machines is them, and they are also part of the God of All Machines.
I have to say that Elenon is indeed an out-and-out master when it comes to religion.
It took the Tau a long time to fail to make the "Greater Good" form a powerful physical projection in the subspace, but it only took a very short time for her to successfully create the God of All Machines.
Of course, the Adeptus Mechanicus also played a big role unintentionally.
Although they originally worshiped the Lord of Mankind and the fragments of the Star God Void Dragon sealed deep underground on Mars, those religious rituals and beliefs as well as the machine spirits all over the subspace actually existed.
And these things also indirectly catalyzed the birth of the God of All Machines.
Right now, the giant sculpture of a mechanical structure that stands more than two thousand meters above the ground like a prismatic polyhedron is the physical embodiment of the God of All Machines.
"No matter when you look at it, this scene is full of shock that cannot be described in words. I can't believe that the great father of New Phyrexia actually gave you so many resources."
Jinji Tasha looked down at the countless worshiping figures and couldn't help but sigh.
As a tech geek, he actually looked down upon the magician Elenon in the past.
Because the Mechanical Orthodoxy created by the other party was essentially to centralize power and make the Demon Judge, who was originally in the same position, subordinate to Elenon, the regent.
But unfortunately, this set of things will not work at all against the Demon Judges who believe in the supremacy of strength.
Every Demon Judge, including Jinji Tasha, secretly has his or her own plan, and is even ambitious to replace him.
In addition, religion requires a lot of time, energy and resources to be wasted in meaningless places, so it will naturally be despised and opposed by technical factions like Jinji Tasha.
But now...
Even Jinji Tasha had to admit that the other party had indeed created a work that impressed him.
Through the connection between the cave trees, he could clearly feel that in the sea of ​​shining oil created by Zuo Si in the subspace, the God of All Machines was hidden here.
Even those Chaos Evil Gods don't dare to easily trouble it.
Because nothing can withstand the erosion and perfection of such a huge amount of shining oil, not even those demon princes with names.
"Spare your boring compliments. Tell me, what is the purpose of your visit this time?"
Elenon obviously saw through at a glance that Jinji Towers came with a purpose.
After all, although she is a stickman, she is extremely talented in politics. Otherwise, she would not have been able to seize the highest power and become the regent during the rise of New Phyrexia.
"It's very simple. I want you and your God of All Machines to go to the battlefield to be tested."
Jinji Tasha expressed his intention very simply.
Elenon was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "Where is the battlefield? Who is the enemy? The most important thing is that you have the permission of the father of the great New Phyrexia?"
"The battlefield is on Earth in a parallel time and space.
The enemy is Darkseid, the ruler of Apokolips.
I don't have permission yet, but that planet is already in ruins and on the verge of death.
Most importantly, the great father of New Phyrexia spread the glowing oil here.
So Vashtor and I both agreed that in this case there is no need to ask for instructions, we can take action on our own.
After all, there are three complete mother boxes there."
When saying these words, Jinji Tasha deliberately added stress to the last few words.
To be continued...