Everyone knew that the Tuchulcha Engine was still lying.
Though the Tuchulcha Engine appeared to have completely submitted, even declaring the Emperor its master, it had never truly yielded.
Its superficial submission was merely a layer of sugar coating concealing the true nature of the threat.
The Tuchulcha Engine was certain humanity could not resist the allure of the Webway tunneling machine. Even knowing it had its own schemes, they would still have to reunite the pieces.
Even in its fragmented puzzle-like state, the Tuchulcha Engine could lead fleets through Warp storms at will and reach another star system in an extremely short time. If it were truly restored, how powerful would it become?
If it fully recovered and then bored through the gap between the Warp and realspace, vanishing without a trace, who could still catch it?
This was a dilemma in itself—no matter what they chose, there would be consequences they could not accept.
"Neoth, what do you think?" Lox asked.
"The Webway tunneling machine must be restored to completeness. This is humanity's bottom line," the Emperor said without hesitation.
The true chance of success for the Webway project lay right before him. No matter what, he could not give it up.
If he had to choose, he would rather restore the Webway tunneling machine first, then find a way to stop any dangerous actions or aberrant thoughts it might have.
Humanity could never hesitate or look back. They could not refuse to make new attempts and breakthroughs merely because they feared failure.
"Humanity needs your help, Dark Watchers."
"To fight the great enemy of Chaos, we must obtain the Webway tunneling machine's aid. Otherwise, all our efforts will merely be a lingering struggle, delaying the arrival of destruction."
"We need your help to minimize the risk of