When Dominator Sage Ansetus Estrada walked down from the top of the command stack, three servo skulls floated behind him, and massive amounts of data were transmitted through his logic processor. As he began to fall,
, the suspension system in the body supports him to float to the floor.
The huge Fort-class battle robot walked out of the shadows, and the small Eagle-type battle robot flew out of the niche in the wall. At the same time, his auxiliary troops followed them. As they walked forward, their robes
spinning behind them.
Both battle droids and Skitarii maintained an exact pace, allowing the entire Mechanicus ranks to form perfect diamonds, squares and circles, the hum of their charging weapons accompanied by the click of coded orders.
, in front of them, the door of the temple began to grind open.
[War Agreement Starts]
Then the Dominant Sage activated the audio simulator built into his throat, and the halo on his gear ax rippled gently. When the temple opened, more side doors opened, and there was a figure behind each door.
Some were wearing robes, and others were hunched figures of plastic steel and brass. They were pursuers and destroyers in the auxiliary army. Their thick armor showed red in the light of the fire.
These unique war experts are also called elite auxiliaries. They are rare professional killers in the Mechanicus system. They are also weapons masters and destroyers. They often accompany the Mechanicus exploration fleet under the orders of the Great Sage of the Forge World.
When performing exploration missions in dangerous star fields, they sometimes need to assist the exploration fleet in obtaining living samples of dangerous aliens. Some elite members of the auxiliary army are also tasked with hunting down mechanical priests who have been accused of heresy crimes, and these targets are often extremely dangerous.
Only the most powerful force can solve these heresies, and in order to complete these missions, many elite auxiliary troops often carry terrifying weapons from distant ancient times to assist them in completing their tasks.
The elite auxiliary troops usually have huge bodies, equipped with various weapons and products from ancient technology. They are terrifying war envoys with relevant knowledge and siege weapons. They are fully armed and extremely deadly. There are almost no people in the empire.
Being able to compare with them in these destructive skills, these qualities make them the source of fear and awe for most followers of the Mechanic God, and it is also their goal for their own mechanical enhancement. After all, the degree of body transformation of the elite auxiliary troops has reached an incredible level.
degree.
But now, they are neither explorers nor pursuers, but protectors.
What they want to protect is the most precious and greatest creation in the forging world.
All kinds of signals are passing through the air. If Ansetus hadn't shunted his entire mental circle interface into the dead center of his consciousness, the flow of data would be unstoppable, but it doesn't matter. No new data, theory or analysis can change these.
result.
"The machine is eternity, and eternity belongs to the machine."
He said to himself and walked out of the temple gate. Liuli 3 had no atmosphere, but this would not affect him because his lungs had been removed a hundred years ago and replaced with more efficient devices.
His blood no longer relies on oxygen.
However, after being separated from the temple's gravity field, he still needs to activate the magnetic lock installed on his feet to allow himself to walk normally.
Looking up, the cruel naval battle in the dark void was still going on. The huge battleship peeled off large pieces like a landslide, dotted with little flashes of light, which were the brief flashes of the fighter planes exploding after being hit.
Ansetus, who has been stationed at Liuli No. 3, learned about everything that happened in the foundry world very late. He understood the choice of the foundry director. After all, the loss of knowledge is the real sadness. He has done what he can, Angus
Thom can't really fight the Empire.
So now, they have to personally defend their achievements.
The ruling sage looked around and saw that on the gray plain, tens of thousands of skitarii had formed a battle formation, mixed with heavy fighter servitors and format vehicles, such as crawlers.
There is no terrain on the satellite, nothing to provide cover, and there is not even the influence of weather. It is an excellent killing field. They only need to concentrate the maximum firepower to eliminate all enemies as soon as possible.
Ansetus provided the attack direction and coordinates to the Skitarii, and his assistants opened a portable tactical instrument. The entire battlefield was displayed as a rough grid, with red triangles in zigzag shapes from two directions.
The formation is close, showing the Skitarii's icon in the shape of a gear, in honor of their selfless devotion to the God of All Machines.
The ruling sage stood alone on the command platform supported by the shoulders of the servitor. He seemed to be isolated from his assistants, but this did not mean that he was really lonely. A network of data connected him with other data scattered on the surface of the planet.
The Artisans are connected, and through them are connected to every machine and subsystem they control. He also maintains communication and data links with the Skitarii Alphas under his control, and through this grid of interfaces, tens of thousands of heavy fighters
Servants and hundreds of thousands of skitarii are all moving according to his will. This is the most efficient command system that the Mechanicus is proud of.
To another side, he seemed to have the power of a god, but as a senior member of the Adeptus Mechanicus, he knew very well the true majesty that knowledge and machines could contain. He was still just an integral part, no matter where he was in the Adeptus Mechanicus.
How high one sits in the hierarchy.
Just like he doesn't like Space Marines, but he still has to follow their orders.
[Enemies approaching from the edge of the system detected]
[Confirm the number of enemies]
[Estimated from the complete data spectrum, the error value is 11.3% when the number is 1000]
[Firepower configuration corrected and compared with previous remote sensor information and marginal intensity estimates]
Then, the sage cast his gaze into the distance and murmured to himself:
"The intruders are coming."
Long-range artillery fire began first, creating lightning-like snaps and roars in the distance.
Ansetus switched his vision to the detection skull flying in the sky, and then saw the enemy rolling in.
They are all deformed giants, wearing red armor, with many mutations on their bodies, and they look terrible. The blasphemous chaos symbols and incomprehensible roars are very symbolic, as if the only purpose of being created is to use any language.
, across the gap of time, to convey this message to all life - I am death.
Even when they were bombarded by heavy fire, there was still no fear in their voices. This is worth thinking about. Ansetus was also thinking about the difference between these "fallen ones" and the "loyal ones" who conquered the Forge World.
How big is it?
The results of the analysis are disappointing. Their bloodthirsty and brutality are almost the same.
This is the problem with the Astartes: they are not pure enough to be machines, although they have shed many of humanity's imperfections.
If the Astartes had gotten rid of their remaining weaknesses, perhaps the Imperium wouldn't be in a war with itself, but for now, at least, there is no doubt that they are flawed.