Ring the bell once, push the lever, activate the piston and pump...
Ring the bell twice, press the button, start the engine, ignite the turbine, inject life...
Ring the bell three times, sing in unison, and praise the God of All Machines!
In the foundry, as majestic as a huge city, the bells ring, and the mechanical priests pray in unison.
Dukel came here accompanied by the great sage Gris.
Shortly after the Primarch revived, he transmitted the knowledge derived from the mind network's computing power to the great mechanical sage.
Today is finally the time to inspect the results.
In the past year, Gris has traveled to many worlds, constantly searching for technologies and materials that could be used here, carrying out modifications and upgrades based on the original ships.
The hard work involved is self-evident.
But it was all worth it. Now he felt extremely proud to be able to present this great mechanical creation in front of the Primarch.
"Thank you for your hard work, Gris. It is beyond my expectations that you could complete such a great creation in such a short time."
The Primarch was generous in his praise. One must understand that even on the forge world of Mars, it would take decades to complete such a huge warship.
Even modifying an existing giant ship is a huge project.
"No, this is all thanks to the knowledge Your Highness gave me." The Great Sage Gris said modestly, then praised,
"The knowledge you possess is so incredible that it makes me feel you are the incarnation of the God of All Things."
Then, led by Gris, the Primarch visited the flagship of the expedition.
Duke named it the Fire of the Soul.
The Fire of the Soul is one of the two Glorious Queen-class battleships, the expedition's flagship, and will also be his future vehicle.
Even though Dukel already knew the performance of this giant ship, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.
The Fire of the Soul is 28 kilometers long, second only to the Indomitable Truth of the Dark Angels.
Its appearance is like a huge spinning shuttle. With the technical support provided by Dukel, the power system of this giant ship is equipped with the most powerful plasma furnace known in the empire.
Without considering the risks, the power generated is theoretically enough to power two smaller Queen of Glory-class battleships.
Such powerful power is more than enough for the Fire of the Soul, giving it super endurance.
To match the super-strong energy, the weapon system equipped by Gris is even more insane.
Perhaps out of fear of insufficient firepower or to consume the severely overflowing energy, Gris almost plundered weapons and equipment from the Mechanicus of many worlds.
Under the giant powered ram, the two super-standard Nova Robes and the four Yellow Spring Bombardment Cannons on the side of the ram can be described as a morbid main weapon configuration. It even has terrifying firepower that can blast through an entire fleet with a single shot.
In the front half of the ship, a large number of macro cannon arrays are installed. One round of salvos is enough to evaporate the void shields of several frigates.
To match this is a light spear array with precise firepower strike capability. Such a large number of light spear arrays are enough to instantly destroy any warship without void shield protection in a star war.
But this huge arsenal that can fire in uninterrupted rotation only consumes a small part of the excess energy.
More energy is used to provide void shields that far exceed those of warships of the same level.
Such a powerful battleship with offensive and defensive capabilities was so impressive that even though Dukel had the memory of the second Primarch, he couldn't help but marvel at it.
Just as Dukel was visiting the foundry...
Murfa, the Unyielding Front.
The sun is scorching, and the desert stretches as far as the eye can see.
Several figures were hiding behind the protruding boulders, about 500 meters away from them stood an extremely terrifying red figure.
"The intelligence was wrong. It was the Vanguard of Khorne."
"Never engage in close combat, try to use long-range weapons and set traps."
The one giving the tactical command was an experienced interstellar veteran, his entire body wrapped in heavy power armor.
Even though they were a whole team, they still had to be cautious when encountering individual Khorne Vanguards.
Just as they were preparing to take action...
Suddenly, they noticed a figure walking from the outskirts of the desert and approaching their location.
She was a nun, a penitent nun to be exact.
She wasn't even wearing power armor; large areas of her skin were exposed to direct sunlight, and her body was covered with marks of punishment.
There were needles inserted into her neck, back, and shoulders, and various colored medicines reflected fluorescence in the sunlight.
One could even vaguely see that different numbers of steel needles had been inserted into the joints of her body and even into her plump thighs.
These steel needles pierced into the flesh and blood of the Sister of Redemption as her muscles moved. One could imagine how much pain she had to endure with every step she took.
Because there was no power armor covering her, the interstellar veteran quickly recognized the identity of the nun.
Shivara, a former Sister of Battle, committed a serious mistake in a war, resulting in the death of an entire company of Space Marines.
After that, she took the initiative to apply to become a penitent nun and accepted punishment day after day.
She shouldn't have appeared on the battlefield against Chaos.
The interstellar veteran made a tactical gesture, signaling her to stay back, warning her about the Khorne Vanguards ahead.
But as the gesture fell, the nun not only did not retreat but rushed straight toward them!
In the internal channel of the Space Marines, teammates also exclaimed,
"By the Empire, is she crazy?"
"You dare charge at the Vanguard of Khorne without even wearing power armor?"
"The Sisters of Atonement are approaching!"
"The Vanguard of Khorne has taken action!"
Amidst the bursts of exclamations...
The giant blade of the Khorne Vanguard cut through the nun's body without the protection of power armor.
A horrific wound was torn in her abdomen, and a large number of broken organs mixed with blood and half of her intestines spilled out.
The colorful gravel was stained with blood.
But the Sister of Redemption seemed to feel no pain. Her movements were unhindered, and she even took the opportunity to grab the wrist of the Khorne Vanguard.
The needle inserted into her body automatically injected the medicine, and a large amount of hormones flooded her bloodstream.
Along with inaudible low prayers, the biological magnetic field of the Sister of Redemption began to rotate rapidly.
Ten thousand horses, twenty thousand horses, thirty thousand horses.
It soon exceeded the load her body could bear.
As her strength increased dramatically, even her skin stretched to the point of cracks, and large amounts of blood dripped out.
But the nun seemed unsatisfied. She pulled out an injection from her waist and inserted it directly into her heart in front of the shocked eyes of everyone, including the demon.
"Aaaaaaaaah!—"
"Die in the glory of the Empire! Heretic!"
The Sister of Redemption let out a crazy scream, and her biomagnetic field was pushed to an astonishing 50,000 horsepower!
Her strength surged again, and then she punched the Khorne demon in the heart.
Her powerful, transformed body now burst out with unimaginable force.
The nearby Space Marine squad also witnessed a scene they would never forget.
—A Sister of Penance, smashing a Khorne Vanguard to death with her fists.
Not to mention these Space Marines; even if Dukel had come here in person, he would have been shocked.
He truly underestimated the madness of the Warhammer world.
To prevent the magnetic field from pushing practitioners into extreme emotions, Dukel has set a threshold for their spiritual practice.
But he never imagined it could be used in combination with hormonal drugs.
Under the shocked gaze of the Space Marines, the nun dropped the demon's corpse.
She used a knife to cut off the internal organs that were still connected to her abdominal cavity, and after a simple treatment, she walked toward the depths of the desert again.
It was just a fatal wound, not worth it for the Sister of Penance to stop and rest.
"Wait, Shivara!"
Watching the figure of the Sister of Redemption gradually walking away...
After trying to hold back for a while, the veteran finally couldn't help but roar.
"Why would someone like you appear on the battlefield?"
"You killed my comrades and brothers in the past. Who do you want to kill next?"
Shivara's figure, as she was walking forward, froze.
The fist stained with the devil's blood suddenly clenched.
But then she let it go.
"I have indeed committed an unforgivable sin, and I will spend the rest of my life in penance."
"Don't worry, I won't kill anyone again."
"I found a new path to salvation through repentance day and night."
"As for why I appeared on the battlefield again..."
"Oh..."
"It's just my Lord's mission."