Yang Xuan looked at him. For some reason, he felt something called sadness from Karl.
"This is war!" He nodded affirmatively.
With great difficulty, Karl shifted his gaze away from the screen and looked at Yang Xuan, asking, "Is this war?"
Yang Xuan continued to nod as he replied, "This is war."
Karl was silent. After a while, he muttered, "My Lord, why is there something I can't explain in my emotional system? It makes me feel very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. It's as if someone has torn open my energy core and exposed me to the frost."
Yang Xuan didn't know what to say. After a while, he asked, "Since you have such weapons, why haven't you used them before?"
"These are all weapons stored in the central database. Before the Purple Hell people came, they had never been truly created. Today is the first time in the history of the Intelligent Machinery race to use them," Karl answered.
Yang Xuan had a strange feeling. He suddenly didn't know if it was good or bad for him to bring true cruelty to them.
Perhaps it was not a bad thing to let them play house.
"Do you have weapons more powerful than this?" he asked again.
Karl nodded. "Yes, this is only the Annihilation grade. Above it are the Annihilation grade, Annihilation grade, Annihilation grade, Starlight grade, and the final Universe grade."
Yang Xuan was silent. If the Annihilation grade was already so terrifying, then the Annihilation grade, Annihilation grade, and Annihilation grade would be even more powerful. The Starlight grade or Universe grade would be comparable to the Emperor grade, or perhaps even the Saint grade.
If the Intelligent Machinery race really used all these weapons, it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't use them in other places.
Patting Karl's shoulder, Yang Xuan said sincerely, "Karl, as you can see, this is war. But I promise you, this is only the most basic level of war. True war is cruel and merciless beyond your imagination. Lives will wither, civilizations will be destroyed, and even the stars will disappear one by one. Are you sure the Intelligent Machinery race wants to truly experience the cruelty of war?"
Karl stared blankly at Yang Xuan. There was an indescribable feeling in his expression. At this moment, he was also lost.
So this was what war was.
Yang Xuan continued, "Indeed, the entire history of mankind is a history of war. But from another perspective, the history of war is also a history of destruction and blood."
"The place you see is victory. This is the so-called art of war. But Karl, I want to tell you that true war is never art. It wasn't in the past, not now, and not in the future. True war is a bloody castle built on countless corpses. People only see the beauty and grandeur of the castle, but they don't see the mountains of corpses and seas of blood under its foundation."
Karl became even more silent. Yang Xuan didn't say anything else. He just waited quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Karl seemed to come back to his senses. He murmured, "Sir, I feel very uncomfortable. My energy core is fluctuating greatly. I think I need to send this image back to the Senate Leader. He, the entire Intelligent Machinery race, will decide if we want to experience true war."
Yang Xuan nodded. "I'll go with you."
The two of them returned to the Central City. Yang Xuan returned to his fortress while Karl brought the image of war to the Senate.
Five days later, the Senate Leader Hanmo came to Yang Xuan's place.
"Esteemed guest, I don't know how to say this, but I still thank you for telling us about the cruelty of war." Hanmo's expression was solemn.
Yang Xuan smiled. "Senate Leader, I believe you must have brought the Intelligent Machinery race's decision."
Hanmo shook his head. "No, esteemed guest, we still need you to help us make a decision."
Yang Xuan asked curiously, "What decision?"
Hanmo said, "Esteemed guest, the destruction of the hundred thousand Intelligent Machinery race shocked us greatly. However, there are still some diehards in the Senate who insist that the Intelligent Machinery race needs true war. Esteemed guest, I need you to help me convince them."
Yang Xuan thought for a moment and asked, "What's your decision?"
Hanmo sighed. "The Intelligent Machinery race's original purpose was for peace and to protect life. If even we have to embrace war, then what's the point of our existence? Therefore, I propose to destroy all information on weapons above the Annihilation grade. What the Intelligent Machinery race needs is peace and love for life, not destruction. "
Yang Xuan was filled with respect. At this moment, he actually felt a sense of admiration for this rigid robot.
"I agree with your decision. The cruelty of war is ten thousand times crueler than imagined. I swear to you that it's not something the Intelligent Machinery race wants to see," Yang Xuan said solemnly.
Hanmo made a strange gesture and said, "I absolutely believe in your words. Esteemed Profound Sage, please bring true peace to the Intelligent Machinery race."
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment. He smiled bitterly and asked curiously, "How did you know my identity?"
Hanmo's mechanical face revealed a smile. "In fact, after you and Karl left, our race's emissary sent back images of you."
So that's how it is!
Only now did Yang Xuan understand why Han Mo suddenly knew of his identity.
"Alright, Lord Hanmo, how can I help you?" Yang Xuan asked politely.
Towards these cute Intelligent Machinery race, he had already changed from the initial amusement and ridicule to respect.
This was a group of people who were truly worthy of respect.
"Lord Profound Sage, I need you to use your powerful force to tell those stubborn old fellows how terrifying the outside world is," Hanmo said with a smile.
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
He didn't expect Hanmo to not be so stubborn. He also knew how to play small tricks.
"Alright, I'm happy to help. Lord Hanmo, please tell me what to do," Yang Xuan said.
At this moment, Hanmo was smiling like an old fox. He didn't look like a robot at all. He smiled and said, "Lord Profound Sage, you need to use your invincible strength to show them what cruelty is. After you defeat those stubborn old fellows, I will initiate a vote to have the entire Intelligent Machinery race under your command. From then on, you will be the god that our race believes in."
Yang Xuan was surprised. "Under my command? Why is that? "
Hanmo smiled and said, "My Lord, in addition to your images, our emissary also brought back other information. This information let us know that our Intelligent Machinery race is just an insignificant grain of sand in the entire universe. The slightest wave will cause us to disappear. Even if we create universal weapons, we won't be able to change this situation. Not to mention, the resources required to create weapons of annihilation level and above are unbearable even for the Intelligent Machinery race with a hundred thousand years of accumulation. "
"So?" Yang Xuan looked at him.
"So … we naturally need to find a backer."
Hanmo said slowly.
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