Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Think about it, you are a highly intelligent ship AI, and your crew members have been with you for a long time. Even because of your highly developed intelligence, in daily interactions, you are no different from a real human being or even better.

The captain has a close relationship with you, and you can also blend spirit and body with the captain through some magical gadgets. Just like what Rebecca used to do.

You encountered an accident and fell into the chaos of subspace. It took a long time to escape from that terrible place. As soon as you jumped out of the subspace, you discovered some strange-looking battleships.

Rough designs are spread all over the body of the ship, and it looks like a flying chapel from a distance. According to the detection, the people inside the ship are still human in appearance.

Maybe a reformer from some colony? Anyway, the captain thought they needed a communication and sent a shuttle there.

As a result, you were killed by the personnel of the Human Empire in the name of purity and the Emperor. Some crew members were left behind by the Inquisition to interrogate you in various ways to find out your purpose. The Mechanicus who accompanied you also asked thousands of people. In the name of the machine god, I am trying to control you, this "hating intelligence"

As a highly intelligent AI, you are first frightened by the unprovoked atrocities of these weirdos, and then the wailing of the dead crew members arouses your anger. After locking all the Space Marines in their armor, you used the black hole cannons installed on the ships, destroying the Imperial warships in an instant, and finally you leaped into the warp and disappeared.

It can only be said that both sides do not want to see each other. The talking Iron Man does not agree with the current human empire, and the current human empire also refuses to talk to these dangerous robots.

In this universe, only dead people are good people.

Fortunately, Lin Fan had a sledgehammer modified by Odemeyer, which made the core's attitude more friendly.

"We should go to the central area. Is that place controlled by you?" Trazin asked the core, but the core did not want to answer his question.

++The association banned material robots and cannot be trusted. ++

"They can be trusted, these people are allies." Lin Fan answered.

++ cannot be trusted. In response to the end-user asset management headquarters, the support of the Foreign Technology Association has caused us heavy losses. It is recommended that these two banned material robots be destroyed as a priority. ++

"Seeing as the time you invented it was not enough for me to sleep, I decided to forgive you for your ignorant childish talk." Tarasin was happy. His resistance to this core AI suddenly gave rise to many collection ideas.

Since the Core was unwilling to communicate with the Necrontyr, Lin Fan could only act as a middleman. He listened to the news from Trazin and Orikan, and listened to the war situation told to him by the Core.

The core's control of the Ark is not as good as Lin Fan thought. A stalemate war of attrition can best explain the war situation in the Ark.

In Lin Fan's opinion, the war contest between the two AIs was more like a battle of computing power. To find and destroy enemies, there is a lot of statistical analysis and the participation of random values.

As soon as the fight started, the two ultimate AIs began to make various calculations and micro-manipulations. The legion, whose statistics are measured in megabytes, will obey their instructions, outputting instructions and feeding back data at the same time.

The battle loss ratio of both sides will gradually increase according to the 1:1 data until some errors occur in the systems of both sides. For example, the energy circuit of the headquarters is temporarily interrupted due to the need to maintain a huge production factory, or the core computing power can no longer support it to calculate some details of a small battlefield.

Then the strength bars of both sides will continue to change weakly in this ebb and flow. Until the headquarters eliminates the core, and the core eliminates the headquarters, the battle between these robots can be terminated.

In the end, Lin Fan decided to separate. They followed Trazin and Orikan and rushed straight to the central area, while Lin Fan was going to the eight-pointed star above his head to deal with the problem at the headquarters.

"The bombing above our heads should really be resolved, otherwise we are just waiting to die walking around here. I have talked with the core. It has a cross-planetary launch device that can deliver me to the top of my head. As for the issue of coming back, wait I’ll talk about it after I’m done.”

Lin Fan said to everyone, turned around and got into the barrel of the gun. The core's announcement sounded. For it, this was just a routine bombing mission, except that one of the bombs was replaced by a human.

What a majestic and horrifying sight this was. The Space Marines' eyes were filled with various beams and missiles. Such intensive bombing, even high-power void shields, could not make them feel at ease.

A corner of the once grand war seemed to be unfolding for them. There was no assault, no close combat, no glorious battle cry, only a numbing roar in their ears.

The glory of battle has completely disappeared here, leaving only pure competition for resources. There is no end in sight for the bombing of the core, just like the bombing of them by the headquarters is as intensive as rain.

If it weren't for the unreasonably hard materials used to build the Ark, this level of bombing would never have been able to last for so long.

"How do you feel? Primarchs?" Trazin recorded the video, not forgetting to record the reactions of the Primarchs. "This is the demonstration of technology in war. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to make sophisticated equipment at the beginning, and then it is upgraded and iterated until all the extra decorations disappear, leaving only the simplest structures and weapons to maintain the balance of power and cheapness."

"Then why don't you look simple?" Perturabo asked.

"Haha, because this is a cyclical development process, and we have completed many cycles in the War in Heaven. If anything can push us to this level in the next war, you will see the ultimate simplification Necrontyr Legion, by then we can throw enough troops in one battle to overwhelm your fortresses."

"Necrontyr? Are you not a priest of the Mechanicus?" Dorn was surprised by Trazin's words.

"Well... at least I have served as the great sage of the Mechanicus, and I can be considered a member of the Mechanicus." Trazin smiled and did not explain much.

Dorn fell into silence. He needed to understand what a chaotic and terrifying thing the empire had become, and how all kinds of alien things could take root and sprout within the empire.

"The empire is just a tomb, and I will build a second empire...I will build a new palace by then, and you will never be invited by me." Perturabo said softly to Dorne, and then He caught the fist raised by Dorn.

"This is unacceptable."

"Father acquiesced..."

The space warriors who were surrounded and killed by the cultists were probably the elephants killed by ants.