The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Hearing Talos' self-deprecating words, Sochoyan smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's hard to say, but if it's not the second, it must be among the best. How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Talos stroked his chin, as if recalling the feeling when he was controlling it.

"If you ask me that, I really can't say, but the control was very smooth, as if my body had been magnified many times. It's like my consciousness wasn't in the cockpit, but I really became the mecha. I don't know if the Knights feel this way when they drive. The most exaggerated thing is, do you know what? I actually had tactile senses. I could feel what my hands touched, even the subtle feeling of debris hitting my body. Of course, I didn't feel any pain, but I have to say that this technology... is too exaggerated. It must be very troublesome to manufacture, right?"

"Probably..."

Sochoyan turned to look at Qingzhao.

"I remember you said that the labor hours and total cost of the Paragon exceed that of a Viper-class ship?"

"It involves a large number of micro-precision components, which need to be produced in special equipment rooms. The number of these components is 319 million, so it requires a long labor time. In addition, a large number of rare metals are also needed, some of which have extremely low content in this area and are currently out of stock."

Talos gasped and looked at Sochoyan.

"Too expensive. Is it really worth it?"

"It's just that some rare materials are more difficult to obtain, but it can still be found throughout Orpheus. Besides, I don't plan to manufacture too many. The maximum number for mass production would be two digits. Let's take it slow. You try it first, and Qingzhao will collect data regularly and adjust it according to the actual situation. Some unnecessary configurations and functions may be removed to simplify the manufacturing process and reduce costs."

Talos looked at Sochoyan and guessed his true thoughts.

"You don't have to worry about me so much. There are many people who want my life, but none of them have succeeded."

Sochoyan was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"Since the Silent King appeared, I always feel a little uneasy in my heart, especially when I'm alone. I've thought about a lot, I've imagined many possibilities, and in the end, I can't think of any way, so I can only take precautions. Just treat it as insurance. I know you may not use it often."

Talos smiled and patted Sochoyan on the shoulder.

"Okay, I accept your kindness."

Saying that, he turned around, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the towering mecha.

"But there's one thing you're wrong about. I really like this thing. I'll definitely use it if I have the chance, but it would be nice if I could wear armor. It's a bit troublesome to take it off every time."

"After all, it's a neural connection mode. It's not very convenient to wear armor. Speaking of which, I was worried that you wouldn't get used to it."

"I wasn't used to it at first, but I quickly adapted. I can only say that this thing is really good."

"Because it will automatically adapt to your nerve reaction speed and behavior habits."

Qingzhao floated over, a ball rotating in her palm, and then the ball turned into a screen.

"This is your first control record. I'm surprised. Do you really have no experience in controlling large machines?"

Talos spread his hands.

"I was just a trainee apothecary at first, and after that, I relied on my legs to fight. I've been an infantryman all my life. I haven't even driven a Land Raider."

Qingzhao looked at him, then said meaningfully:

"I can't understand what mentality it is to let you modified warriors who have undergone such a large degree of nerve enhancement serve as front-line infantry."

"The form of war has changed, Iron Man."

Talos raised his right arm and clenched his fist.

"We have been taught since birth that the way of war is to get as close as possible to the opponent and smash our fists into their faces, instead of controlling countless machines to crush the opponent along with the planet. Of course, there are many such situations, but it's not something we consider."

"Understood, a war philosophy based on within visual range engagement."

"Ha, it's not really a philosophy, but you Iron Men are interesting to talk to."

Qingzhao didn't reply, but Sochoyan vaguely saw a disdainful expression of rolling her eyes.

After that, the two returned to the command spire. In the bright hall with the characteristics of ancient human civilization, the two drank wine while enjoying delicious Eldar court delicacies. As soon as they turned their heads, they could see the night view of the magnificent mechanical city.

"...In the future, I plan to build the Legion's real base in this place. As long as Gellan is here, the Legion is here, and there's nothing to be afraid of! Fight if you want to fight, leave if you want to leave!"

Holding a wine glass in his hand, Sochoyan introduced his future ideas to Talos with great enthusiasm.

"The Alexei family has retained a lot of technology, and I have transferred it all to Gellan. At first, I thought it should have all of this, but the result is that Gellan was also surprised by some of the technologies! There are also some STCs. This shows that human technology was actually still developing after the Iron Man rebellion, but the direction was different. In that case, what is the so-called restriction for?"

"You have to ask the one inside Mars."

"Sometimes I wonder, shouldn't the Adeptus Mechanicus really update itself? The way it is now, you can't say it's conservative or not, and it's not very radical. There are actually a lot of ideas, but very few are implemented. Most of the time, the priests have to think about how to please the Magi, and the Magi have to spend most of their energy on ensuring that they are not killed. The proportion of killers and brokers is higher than that of scholars. What is this? Everyone says it's rigid, but I don't think so. It's more seriously awkward, from thought to doctrine to the entire structure is extremely awkward. If I had to describe it, I think a gangster academy would be more appropriate."

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Talos, who had taken off his armor and put on a robe, smiled and clinked glasses with Sochoyan, then leaned back in his chair and said:

"I saw it when I first met the Adeptus Mechanicus. The style and ideas of these people are actually no different from the gangs in the hive cities, but it wasn't particularly serious at that time, but now... it's no different from the gangs in the underhive."

"So sometimes--"

Sochoyan was halfway through his words when he heard the sound of high heels rapidly tapping the ground. He turned his head and saw Canelli walking over in a hurry.

"Your Highness, urgent report."

Taking the spirit bone scroll handed over by Canelli, Sochoyan put down his wine glass and unfolded it. The next second, his eyes widened, and the more he read, the more solemn his expression became.

It wasn't until two minutes later that he put away the scroll and handed it to Canelli.

"I understand. Now go and summon Lord Dorar and Lord Starscourge and others over here immediately."

"Yes."

After Canelli left, Talos looked at him.

"Do you need me to leave?"

"If you don't have anything urgent, I'd like you to listen too."

"What happened?"

Sochoyan sighed softly.

"What I feared most has happened. Another Tyranid hive fleet has entered the galaxy. This time it entered from the eastern edge of the Ultima Segmentum. A maiden world has already been devoured. Scouts estimate their size... far exceeds the one we encountered in the Ecclesiarchy. It is likely to be a hive fleet of unprecedented scale. Oh, right, that Sotha seems to be on their route too. What a trouble. How many of these things are there? Are they really everywhere, surrounding the entire galaxy?"