Chapter 475 Automatic Prayer Machine

Leading the Oedipus Ark through the warp and jumping to the center of the Rectification Fleet was the Great Prophet Orom Setat, a powerful Eldar wizard who had lived for thousands of years and whose powerful psychic power was enough to fight against the most brutal Khorne.

In her own words, "I was just born when Horus killed the Emperor."

That is to say, her birthday happened to be on the day of the Emperor's Ascension Day of the Human Empire.

"The jump coordinates are wrong! Damn it! Where did we jump into? Where did so many human monkey warships come from!" The psychic wizard on the Ark was furious, and there was deep fear in his eyes.

The Ghoul Star Cluster is a human industrial star zone in the Golden Age. Most of the synthetic army and war fleet of the Rectification Protocol were renovated and rebuilt from this industrial ruins, and many equipment still have strong traces of human technology.

For a moment, the Ark Eldar on the Oedipus Ark thought that they had traveled through time and space in the warp again and fell into the human battlefield of the Golden Age.

But soon, the Great Prophet Oromsetat understood the current situation:

"Not human, damn it! These are a group of fully automatic killing machines controlled by hateful intelligence!"

The psychic divination of the Prophet Council and the inspiration detector carried by the Ark both indicated that there were no organic creatures in the army of the Rectification Protocol. This was a literal iron army, without blood and flesh, only iron and stone, and cold digital logic replaced emotional thoughts.

The supernova behind him rose slowly, and the extinction weapons of the Star Bombs ignited the stars, and death was imminent.

The Rectification Fleet must be killed as soon as possible, and it must be escaped immediately, and the farther away from that madman, the better!

The Great Prophet's sight fell on the Rectification Protocol Erasers warships that were cruising around the Ark of Oedipus like a swarm of bees, and he quickly made a decision-to deal with such tin cans, the Eldar's signature skills must be used.

"Prepare to throw the Phoenix Spear!"

Under the command of the Great Prophet, the wizard group inside the Ark quickly took action, the ancient spirit bone structure was opened, and the hidden passages were exposed. The Eldar ritual officers sang the complex syllables of the Adar songs, and inlaid the beautiful gems with flowing light on the large launch device called "Phoenix Spear".

Those beautiful gems taken out from the shrines and cemeteries were "Soul Stones". In order to escape the devouring of Slaanesh, the souls of every Ark Eldar after death would be guided and sealed in the gems called "Soul Stones" and rest in peace in the depths of the Ark.

In addition to being the tombstones of the Eldar's death, the Soul Stone is also a powerful spiritual energy supply facility that can provide sufficient energy supply for the spirit bone technology creations driven by spiritual energy.

It is called psychic battery for short.

As the soul stones were inlaid one by one, countless souls resonated in the Ark. Today, they united to fight a way out in this dark universe.

As a fiery trajectory crossed the night sky, the Phoenix Spear was launched.

The huge psychic energy fluctuations converged into a beam of fiery orange-red light, and the scattered flying flames were like the wings of a phoenix. It was a lost technology inherited from the Eldar Empire, and it was a powerful psychic light spear comparable to the main gun of the Blackstone Fortress.

The fleshless Iron Army only had physical resistance, not magic resistance. The Rectification Protocol could not resist such a fierce spell attack...

The Eldar on the Oedipus Ark had great confidence in the weapons of their ancestors. They believed that the group of soulless tin cans would definitely be pierced by the great Phoenix Spear, and they were about to fight their way out of this endless torrent of steel.

But they were wrong.

The soaring phoenix passed through the void, and its fiery wings melted one Obliterator warship after another. Even the atoms on its flying trajectory were annihilated into nothingness, but just when the tip of the Phoenix Spear pierced the fleet and was about to hit the prismatic Rectification Protocol space station, the flying speed of the Phoenix suddenly slowed down.

Then there was a shrill scream, and the fiery wings dissipated in the starry sky. The rose-red fireworks and deep purple ether turbulence flowed everywhere, rendering the sky above the Minas Tomb World particularly brilliant.

"It's a psychic shield! How is it possible!"

The Great Prophet Olomsetat couldn't believe what was happening in front of her, but she couldn't help but believe it. A layer of invisible shield in the shape of an 'eggshell' enveloped the Prism Space Station, blocking the frontal bombardment of the Phoenix Spear for it!

"How can an unmanned fleet controlled by AI have a psychic shield?!"

The Eldar wizards' doubts did not last long. The phoenix's wail echoed in front of the Ark. After all, the Phoenix Spear was the technology of the ancestors. Although the psychic shield of the Rectification Protocol successfully resisted it, the violent explosion when the spear tip met the shield still partially collapsed the psychic shield.

One of the edges of the Suzheng Eight-edged Space Station collapsed, revealing the dense grids and circuits inside. It looked like a huge honeycomb, flashing bright sparks.

... No, it's not like, it's a honeycomb!

The Great Prophet Olomsetat covered his mouth in disbelief: "Oh my God, what on earth is this..."

The Suzheng Protocol Space Station is densely packed with countless honeycomb grids. Each grid is hollow and filled with light green nutrient solution. Fine nerve wires extend from it. A complete human brain is immersed in the honeycomb grid, connected to the central processor of the Suzheng Space Station through nerve wires.

The huge honeycomb is filled with dense grids, and each grid imprisons a conscious human brain, and they are all praying.

The murmuring prayers echoed faintly in the sea of ​​souls, casting a deep red tyrannical shadow on the station of the Rectification Protocol in the subspace. In this space station, there are hundreds of millions of believers of the Rectification Protocol. Every brain soaked in nutrient solution repeats its worship and praise of the Rectification Protocol endlessly 24 hours a day, stirring up layers of ripples on the surface of the sea of ​​souls.

And there are at least thousands of such space stations in the Ghoul Star Cluster.

[The psychic shield was penetrated and the space station was damaged. The reason was judged to be insufficient number of believers and the strength of the psychic shield was too weak. ]

[Solution: Increase the number of believers. ]

As the calculation results of the Rectification Protocol were transmitted to various parts of the Ghoul Star Cluster by ghost signals, the secret facilities buried deep in the ruins of human industry in the golden age began to operate rapidly, and fresh human individuals were cloned from the roaring machines.

To provide faith, only thoughts are needed. The most basic unit to maintain thoughts is the brain. In order to maximize the input-output ratio, all the population cloned by the Rectification Protocol only has brains.

Every second, tens of thousands of human brains are cloned, sent to the culture chamber, connected to neural wires, instilled with memories, and begin to praise the great Rectification Protocol.

The Rectification Protocol is mass-producing the most devout fanatics for itself at a rate of 30,000 people per second.