The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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Soshyan also got more information from Mu Hu.

"Master, this is an experimental ground high-speed weapon platform, codenamed FLMK-002A, and the project was established at the Federal Lethal Weapons Research and Development Center No. 89 in Ophiuchus—"

"Mu Hu, say something that I can understand."

"Master, Mu Hu doesn't understand either, I don't have that many things in my memory."

"Then is it artificial intelligence."

"yes."

"What do you mean by weapon platform?"

"It doesn't rely on the contemplative array as the main control system on the ship. It has a dedicated platform, but it is currently stripped from its own platform, so its computing power is extremely limited to control these giant bipedal machines. Walking is the limit."

"Then does it show signs of corruption?"

"Master, what is corruption?"

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"It's normal, all threads and loops are running smoothly, and there is no memory overflow. It was originally designed with a series of self-cleaning systems and programs installed, and because it was designed, the imaginary enemy was the war machine of the Aida tribe. Made an anti-mental attack design."

"Anti-psychic attack? Do you mean an anti-psionic device?"

"Mu Hu doesn't understand either..."

Suoshyang also had a headache for Mu Hu's eloquent and confused state, but at least he roughly understood what it was.

"Bangura, now I give you a choice."

Soshyan looked down at Bangura, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, and said solemnly:

"Or, you will be destroyed with that friend of yours, and I will choose another person as a representative."

With that said, his eyes swept across the other six sages, giving them false hope.

"I know you must have a backup body or something, but if you look carefully, you may not be able to find it, and after losing your friend, you yourself know that it is difficult to have the same opportunity again."

Bangura pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, while his friend kept sending him distress signals, apparently caught or controlled by something.

Considering the nature of that "friend", he couldn't imagine anything that could do that.

"Either, just accept my conditions and hand over the key to us for storage. I will cooperate with you when you need to use it. The rest are the conditions we agreed upon before. I will not make any additional requirements, just One point, you can't force other people to convert, and you can't spread the ideas of your sect.... I can allow you to exist and speak your thoughts on limited occasions, but in the end Ulan Huda's It is up to the general public to decide what their beliefs are, and this is my bottom line."

Bangura frowned and replied in a low voice:

"Do I have a bargain?"

Soshyan shook his head.

"sorry, we do not have that."

After a long sigh, his shoulders slumped, and the original arrogance on his face disappeared.

"I understand, I agree to your terms, Captain Soshyan."

After speaking, the call for help from the communicator disappeared, and Bangura's expression suddenly became tense.

Soshyan waved his hand.

"Don't worry, we just controlled it temporarily, and I'll go with you to release it when it's over."

Although I don't know if what Soshyan said is true or not, there is no doubt that with the Titans all stopping their movements, Bangura knew that he had no way to threaten the other party.

Now it is man who is the knife and one who is the fish, and the most sensible way is to obey.

"Sage Bangla, let me ask out of curiosity, what is your real age?"

Bangura replied in a low voice calmly:

"I don't have a clear figure either, maybe...about three thousand years."

Sosh nodded knowingly, then bent down and said in a voice that only two people could hear:

"You have something to do with the previous casting director, don't you? And there seems to be something down here—"

Saying that, he pointed to the ground with his finger, and Bangula took a half step back in fright.

Soshyan smiled and straightened up. If Kayang had not used his psionic energy to scan the Bright Palace, he would never have imagined that there was still a blank area hidden in this giant palace. There was even a powerful anti-psionic facility installed there, so that Kayang's vision could also change. Impenetrable.

However, based on the analysis of many clues, Soshyan has been able to speculate that the real body of the sage of Bangla is hidden in a certain area below the Temple of Ten Thousand Machines in the Bright Palace.

As for what it is, it might just be a floating brain, or another AI, or something else, but it doesn't matter.

Now, he only needs a representative to rectify the casting world for him. Excessive digging of the other party's secrets will be counterproductive.

"Captain Soshyan, I... have something to do with the last casting director, but—"

Soshyan raised his hand to stop the other party's explanation.

"Needless to say, I respect your secrets. As I said before, everyone must be loyal to each other, and the premise of loyalty is respect."

Bangula's expression softened a lot when he heard the words, and bowed slightly to Soshyang:

"Thank you for your understanding."

"Okay, now it's time to end this."

After finishing speaking, Soshyan and Bangura walked to the parliamentary area of ​​the temple together, and finally came to the huge mechanical throne that only the casting director could sit on. This position has been vacant for more than 300 years.

And today, it will have a brand new owner.

The golden gear axe, which symbolizes the authority of the casting director of the casting world, has been inserted on the right side of the throne, and Soshyan pulled it out and weighed it in his hand.

Afterwards, Bangu went up the first steps of the throne and turned to Soshyan.

"I, Soshyan Alexei, in the name of the Holy Emperor of Humanity, follow the ancient covenant between the Golden Throne and the Mechanical Throne, and use a sharp blade to slay the source of corruption in Ulan Hudane, and restore the world and the Empire. The ancient covenant... In the absence of a casting director at the moment, it has been elected by the believers of this world to represent the Golden Throne and appoint Raki Bangura as the casting director."

Bangura bowed his head to Soshyan, and took the gear axe that was a little heavy to him on his knees, a gesture that also contained a layer of surrender to allegiance.

"I, Raki Bangura, in the name of the Mechanical Throne of the Bright Palace, and for the supreme glory of the Myriad Gods, I offer my long-lost loyalty to the Empire of Man and the Golden Throne! We will no longer be deviant, No longer displaced, we will serve the Empire and all legitimate armed forces like the rest of the Forge world, all for the sake of Omnisiah!"

"It's all for Omnisiah."

The six sages bowed their knees and saluted oddly, whether they liked it or not, which was a de facto acknowledgment of Bangura's dominion and supreme arbiter.

At the same time, a data carrier was launched from the high-frequency transmitter of the Bright Palace, quickly transmitting the casting supervisor's order to every casting furnace and every corner of the planet.

And the Tianying Flag of the Empire is also flying above the Bright Palace again after a lapse of 10,000 years with the help of the automatic flagpole.

Looking up at the rising flag, Soshyan immediately said:

"Praise the emperor, everything we do is the emperor's will!"

At this time, he noticed that the restless high-level technicians around him were still suspicious, and he immediately thought of what he had missed.

He raised his huge gauntlet and pointed to the nearest technician.

"Are you willing to swear allegiance to the sages of Bangura and the human emperor?"

"Ah I?"

The mechanic looked anxiously at his companions, who all backed away from him.

After the third second of his hesitation, the bolt gun in the Terminator's hand opened fire~www.readwn.com~ The technician's body burst into red light, and large pieces of minced meat and tattered bionic components were scattered on the ground, as if It's the residue left by the butcher.

"And you?"

Soshyan pointed to another person.

The technician pointed out immediately knelt down, and the rest followed suit, rustling their robes, showing their obedience.

"Very well, now those who support the sages of Bangula stand to the left, and those who do not support stand to the right."

The situation is already clear, everyone must express their loyalty, and the Terminators watch the high-level technicians present, although wearing helmets, the storm bolters in their hands have made the threat of death unobstructed.

The crowd immediately swarmed to the left, and only one person remained in place.