[Account balance detected as sufficient]
[Upgrade to B-rank authority?]
Kenmyo, with a large sum of points, confidently opened the warhammer simulator. Without a second thought, he clicked 'Agree'.
[10 million points required to unlock B-rank authority, 10 million points actually paid]
Even though he was mentally prepared, the loss of 10 million points made Kenmei's heart ache as he watched the numbers on the warhammer simulator's balance plummet like a tide.
As the flood of points gathered into a golden lightning bolt, a golden two-headed eagle, exuding a murderous aura, flew out from the dazzling, glass-like brilliance.
With a clear shriek, the soaring giant eagle instantly destroyed the entire B-rank authority seal.
The previously gray interface suddenly gained color.
[B-rank authority unlocked.]
[Security protection fully upgraded.]
[warhammer simulator 2.0 at your service.]
[System patch +17860470, vulnerabilities fixed.]
[System store unlocked.]
[System gacha mode unlocked.]
The warhammer simulator presented before Kenmei was a completely different interface from his previous Simulations. It was brand new; both the interface and the text descriptions felt much more luxurious than before.
Previously, it was a dilapidated, time-worn, decaying panel, giving an uncomfortable feeling with its bare appearance.
Now, Kenmei felt as if he was standing in a large operation room, like the control room of an extra-large warship, complete with many instrument panels and display screens.
Good, good, Kenmei shook his head.
Regarding this necessary expenditure of 10 million, he could only say it had to be worth it, even if it wasn't.
As for the new functions unlocked by the system, he wasn't in a hurry. He would explore them slowly later.
Especially the gacha, Kenmei didn't have many points left.
If he were to consume a large number of points on gacha again, and then couldn't even afford the points for a Simulation, that would truly be penny wise and pound foolish.
Kenmei had a good understanding of himself.
His luck had only started to change after encountering the warhammer simulator; his current luck was hard to describe.
Kenmei went to the Simulation area he cared about most. The B-rank Simulation no longer had a spinner; instead, it was a giant unlockable screen.
Next to it was a lever, like on a slot machine, full of ritualistic flair, as if to make Kenmei feel more like he was drawing a prize.
Kenmei placed his hand on the lever, intending to pull it down, but immediately encountered resistance.
[Currently selected: B-rank Simulation]
[Consume 10 million points?]
Good heavens, it really is ten times the cost this time.
First 10 million, now another 10 million. Kenmei's hard-earned savings were about to be completely spewed out again.
Calculated this way, the first A-rank Simulation Kenmei experienced would truly exceed 100 million points.
That's equivalent to slaying five Heavenly Primordial beings. Where in his own world would Kenmei find such powerful existences?
[10 million points paid, recharge complete.]
[B-rank Simulation attempts +1.]
According to the system prompt, Kenmei only needed to pull the lever to perform the second Simulation.
However, before that, Kenmei could perform a small operation. Upon clicking the system inventory, a golden pocket watch quickly appeared in his hand.
Kenmei pressed a switch on the side, revealing the white dial inside.
This item was the'Sinner's Luck', which had accumulated all his luck.
[Use this equipment?]
Kenmei planned to use this equipment to forcibly boost his luck before starting the B-rank Simulation here.
To get a better gacha experience.
As for whether it counted as a violation?
Since Kenmei could take out this equipment here, it meant the system had tacitly approved his actions.
Otherwise, it would have long since prompted a 'violation' message, disallowing its use.
This was a legitimate loophole he could exploit.
Kenmei pressed his thumb on the timing position and pushed it down directly.
[Sinner's Luck] activated.
[Prompt: All luck value for this equipment has been reset to zero, equipment durability -1 point.]
With a 'click', the hands on the exquisite pocket watch began to turn.
[Prompt: You are currently in'Strong Luck' state. In this state, your Luck attribute will increase by three points, lasting one hundred eighty seconds.]
As the equipment turned, a golden aura enveloped Kenmei completely. Raising his hand, he could see golden threads swirling around his fingers, shimmering with light.
Burning others to illuminate oneself.
In one word, exhilarating.
Kenmei even had the illusion that he had become incredibly lucky.
Kenmei pulled the handle down fiercely with his hand, watching the numbers and English characters constantly flashing on the computer screen.
It was already drawing.
When Kenmei saw all the characters stop flashing, only one thought remained in his mind before he experienced a familiar blunt blow and fell into boundless darkness:
"This time, it's a sure win."
[Synchronizing timeline.]
[Synchronization complete, consciousness uploading.]
[Consciousness upload complete!]
[Host will now be transmitted to this timeline.]
[Timeline has been corrected to 132006.M31]
With his eyes closed, Kenmei was currently wandering in an endless ocean of machinery, surrounded by special lit incense sticks.
Smelling the unique fragrance, Kenmei felt an immense spiritual pleasure.
"FROM THE WEAKNESS OF THE MIND."
(From the suffering of the mind)
Soon, an unimaginably grand hymn began to echo in his ears, drawing nearer. Just the special piano prelude made his blood boil, making him want to spring up from his deathbed and fire two shots at the enemy.
"Omnissiah! SAVE US!"
(Omnissiah! Release me from my pain!)
"CIRCUIT PRESERVE US"
(Circuits preserve my knowledge!)
Countless mechanical monsters were wantonly roaring with artillery fire, and torrents of steel were tearing apart all flesh and blood that hindered their advance.
Kenmei's consciousness was about to return. In this grand hymn, his mouth moved involuntarily, as if making an oath.
"Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and pump!"
"Crackling..."
A giant, roughly the same height as a regular Space Marine, whose body was almost 90% or more composed of complex machinery, wore a black and red, retro and ornate robe with the Mechanicum rune of the Imperium printed on its back.
Behind him, more than a dozen mechanical arms, which had been still, now occasionally flashed with blue light on their surfaces.
Although the man was deep in thought, he undoubtedly exuded an extremely strong sense of oppression, unlike the usual Adeptus Mechanicus members who felt like mere piles of complex scrap metal.
"Ring the bell twice, press the button, ignite the engine, light the turbine, inject life!"
"Ring the bell thrice, sing in unison!"
Chanting the'Song of the Omnissiah', after each line, the electric light on the mechanical giant's body would grow stronger.
"Praise the Omnissiah!"
As the final prayer concluded, Kenmei's eyes snapped open, and the deep red machinery instantly turned azure blue!
Then, from the mechanical giant's body, terrifying, rampant blue lightning instantly erupted, striking everything around and utterly destroying it!
Even the two powerful Skitarii guards who had been protecting him were instantly stimulated by the terrifying current. All the fleshy parts within their internal mechanical structures were completely cooked, and they were unable to even scream before their spiritual will was destroyed and they were killed.
"I am Belisarius-Hal."
Just as Kenmei woke up, a massive, chaotic data stream impacted his core, and the temperature of his brain gradually rose.
"Danger, danger, temperature rising."
"Son of the Great Omnissiah."
This powerful Tech-Priest possessed an extremely vast memory stream. When all this data was compressed and poured into Kenmei's consciousness in a fraction of a second, a database crash naturally occurred.
"I know all the applied rituals, from the ignition liturgy to listening to the engine's chant!"
But when the original machine spirit of this body was completely destroyed, all the anomalies in Kenmei's body returned to peace.
"Hoo hoo."
Heavy breathing continuously converted through the breathing valves, and thick air filters purified thousands of toxic substances from the air.
"Tsk."
Kenmei issued the command to raise his hand in his mind, and the fully automatic, zero-latency pressure valve spontaneously raised his hand, accompanied by a jetting sound.
"Alas."
As Kenmei saw that his arms, legs, and even his torso were entirely composed of machinery, if his face could still show an expression at that moment, it would definitely be one of utter helplessness.
"It's stable, but too stable."
Using the Sinner's Luck, Kenmei had imagined becoming a high-ranking mechanical technical expert on the Imperial side, preferably a senior technician skilled in operating Titans.
However, he hadn't expected that, with the boost of 3 Luck points, Kenmei would draw a relatively good B-rank Simulation profession.
A Tech-Priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars!
And one of the high-ranking members of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars, whose status was extremely noble, guided by the Omnissiah's 'Flesh is Weakness, Machine is Ascendance,' with only his brain left un-modified (the higher the degree of mechanization in a Tech-Priest, the higher their status).
Moreover, the surname of the body Kenmei occupied indicated a connection to the current supreme ruler of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars.
And the timing of the Time travel (transmigration) was even more wonderful.
It was the eve of the Great Heresy that Warmaster Horus, who was second only to one and above all others, and whom almost no one doubted would be the next leader of the Imperium, was about to unleash.
That is, before the fires of rebellion had fully ignited across the vast territories of the Imperium, before the boundless galaxy was completely engulfed in flames.
Judging from the memories he received, the horrific massacre of his first and only remembered A-rank Simulation, the 'Burning of Prospero,' had already begun.
The Imperium's galaxy was about to burn.
Before the Great Heresy, the Adeptus Mechanicus had an alliance with the Imperium of Man, and to some extent, they were equals. The Adeptus Mechanicus built a series of warships and gunboats for the Imperium, and in return, the Imperium granted them protection.
The Emperor himself was considered by the then Fabricator-General of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars to be the earthly incarnation of the Omnissiah, the supreme god they worshipped. Therefore, during times of great war, the Imperium relied on the warships built by the Adeptus Mechanicus to reclaim lost territories from countless terrifying enemies and liberate countless worlds.
However, this was before Warmaster Horus ignited the Great Rebellion, a catastrophe that also affected the Adeptus Mechanicus.
The Adeptus Mechanicus possessed an unimaginable ability to manufacture weapons. Warmaster Horus had no reason not to unite with, or not to have, such a powerful ally as the Adeptus Mechanicus.
Just as Kenmei was still adapting to this body, a voice sounded from behind him.
The heavy footsteps made it hard not to notice. Kenmei turned his head to look.
It was a Space Marine in dark red ceramite power armor, with two 'parchments' fluttering in the wind from his shoulders, and a pair of red eyes visible through his helmet, looking extremely eerie.
What was written on the parchments was not anything else, but the most chaotic and blasphemous symbols of Chaos against the Emperor.
"Archmagos Belisarius, what's wrong?"
Although the Space Marine's tone was respectful towards Kenmei, the mockery in his words was audible to everyone.
This guy was covered in blood, as if he had crawled out of a mountain of corpses.
"Are you feeling some reluctance after personally destroying your own Forge World?"
Those blasphemous runes and iconic symbols made Kenmei instantly recognize who this arrogant Space Marine was.
"Khor-Pharon, can I take this as a provocation against me, and indeed, against the entire Adeptus Mechanicus?"
Kenmei spoke his first words in a deep, electronically synthesized voice, filled with icy killing intent.
Khor-Pharon, Captain of the 1st Company of the Imperium of Man's 17th Legion, the Word Bearers, and also the adoptive father of the Primarch Lorgar Aurelian of the Word Bearers.
Now, the corridor was strewn with corpses, with some Space Marine remains still present. The Word Bearers had clearly betrayed the Imperium, abandoning their once most loyal Emperor.
"I wouldn't dare, Archmagos Belisarius."
Khor-Pharon wisely shook his head in submission, and the Master of Artifice lowered his head.
The Archmagos's enraged relative was someone the Warmaster himself had personally extended friendship to.
"If you wouldn't dare, then shut your mouth!"
Kenmei said coldly.
Kenmei also had another identity: the former supreme ruler of Forge World KDW-567, Fabricator-General, one of the Archmagos of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars, towering above all Tech-Priests on this Forge World.
However, this world had already been destroyed by this body before Kenmei's arrival, because the Word Bearers' warships here had loaded enough ammunition for dozens of major wars, ammunition that would stimulate the sensitive nerves of the Imperium.
It looked a bit like they were providing cover for them, yes.
Speaking of which, Kenmei was actually allied with these petty traitors; his recent actions amounted to massacring the loyalists within the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars.