A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Regardless of time and space, creatures like elves usually have three things in common, which are arrogance, narcissism and a sense of superiority.

Because they usually have a longer lifespan than other races, an ancient and glorious history, powerful magical talents, and an exceptionally beautiful or handsome appearance.

Obviously, the Eldar in the Warhammer universe perfectly meet all the above characteristics, and even have a lot of negative things such as cruelty, selfishness, bloodthirsty, indulgence, abuse of addictive drugs, and passion for pleasure.

Especially the Dark Eldar and Pirate Eldar, they can compete with the drow who believe in Rose in Faerûn.

After all, as the second galactic overlords who replaced the Old Ones after the War in Heaven, they had relied on the power of the Eldar gods to isolate themselves from the influence of the chaotic power of the warp from the moment they ascended the throne.

At the same time, the greatest enemy, the Necrons, also fell into a deep sleep after crushing the Star God, and external enemies disappeared almost overnight.

With no threat and the precious legacy of the Old Ones, the Eldar have developed more smoothly than any other race in the galaxy.

It expanded with little effort and built a powerful empire that remained unchallenged for tens of millions of years.

To be precise, before the rise of mankind into the Dark Age of Technology and the Iron Man Rebellion, these pointy-eared people were enjoying a carefree and beautiful life, and even death could be avoided by reincarnation of the soul.

What would an immortal race that can't feel any pressure for survival or external threats, and whose body is extremely sensitive and can enjoy stimulation and pleasure several, ten, or even dozens of times that of humans, rely on to pass the boring time?

Of course, the most primitive and most pleasurable sensory needs must be satisfied first!

Coupled with the deceptive reproduction methods of the Eldar women, it is not surprising that they will become more and more depraved.

After all, anyone who has a little understanding of sensory stimulation and brain feedback mechanisms knows that this thing will gradually become less sensitive with frequent stimulation.

Sluggishness means that more and stronger stimulation is needed to bring the same level of pleasure.

The most important thing is that the Eldar have an extremely long lifespan, and even if they die, they can be reborn with their memories.

Therefore, even if their nervous systems are many times more sensitive than humans, they will inevitably be unable to obtain satisfaction from normal entertainment after hundreds or even thousands of years. Instead, they will need to develop some more bizarre and abnormal activities. .

Otherwise eternal life will cease to be a blessing and become a torture more painful than any torture.

This is why Slaanesh looked so weird after his birth.

Compared with the Eldar, the pitiful XP that humans can get cannot even reach a fraction of the former.

As an ordinary Eldar born in the craft world of Bel-Tan, Efreni was just an innocent girl who longed to be a dancer at first, wanting to influence this gloomy and dark universe with love.

But later she discovered that she had good psychic talents, so she jumped to the path of prophet and became a war witch, and then she chose the path of warrior because of her bloodthirsty and violence.

Perhaps it was because of this last choice that she left her hometown and chose to wander outside and become an interstellar pirate leader.

Later, he even went to Commorragh, the capital of the Dark Eldar, and transformed into a middle-level manager. He also participated in bloody gladiatorial matches and served as a witch for a period of time.

This also means that Evelene is not a "white lotus", but a daughter of darkness who has truly tasted the taste of corruption.

It is estimated that during the time when she was an interstellar pirate and followed the Dark Eldar, she participated in various multi-player sports, and her whole person was sunk in corrupt desires.

If he hadn't been chosen by the God of Death and given a sacred mission, I'd probably still be driving that pirate ship around the galaxy right now, enjoying the physical pleasure of having relationships with different men, as well as the excitement of fighting and killing. .

So if anyone thinks of Eveleni as a fool or someone with a sense of justice, that would be a big mistake.

The logic behind all her actions is based on self-interest.

In particular, the formation of the Death Army to recruit people was essentially because she herself became the chosen one and could legitimately become the supreme leader of this force.

If she can really use the power of Death to kill Slaanesh, she will become the savior of the entire Eldar race, and even unite the divided Ark Eldar, Dark Eldar, Pirate Eldar and Savage Eldar to create a new one. empire and become the supreme queen.

This means that the motivation that drives Everene to run around is not actually any lofty ideals or desires, but a strong ambition and desire for power.

So when the Avatar of Death told her that even if all the Eldar were destroyed, she would never be able to kill Slaanesh, the woman's first reaction was anger and disappointment.

Because this means that all the beautiful illusions about the future have been shattered.

What's even more terrible is that because she is the supreme leader of the Death Army and the God of Death's choice, she must have been targeted by Slaanesh now, and the days to come will definitely be very miserable.

You can imagine what would happen if you were caught by a Slaanesh demon.

This means that for Evereni, nothing is more important at this stage than finding a strong backer.

Otherwise, as long as the truth spreads within the Death Army, that patchwork group of Eldar people will fall apart in a short time.

After all, the reason why they are willing to join the Death Army is that they believe that here they can end the sad fate of being constantly hunted by Slaanesh.

Once this largest and only common goal disappears, the accumulated conflicts between different factions of the Eldar will immediately break out, and extreme cases of cannibalism may even occur.

Don't think this is a joke!

You must know that the Ark Eldar (also known as the White Bean Sprouts among Hammer Guys) and the Barbarian Eldar (Wild Bean Sprouts) who have long since escaped to live a primitive pastoral life have a dark and dark view of those powerful and corrupt people who have committed Slaanesh. The Eldar (Black Bean Sprout) can be said to be full of hatred and hostility, and they wish they could drive away these culprits.

The Dark Eldar, on the other hand, have their souls drained by Slaanesh all the time. In order to avoid death caused by being drained, they can only replenish themselves by killing, plundering and torturing others.

In other words, Slaanesh sucks them, and they suck others to supplement them, thus forming a terrifying vicious cycle.

The most depraved Haemonculi in particular are simply the most heinous connoisseurs of pain and terror in the entire galaxy.

Even the hell demons and abyss demons from the universe where the planet Toril is located have to give warm applause and cheers for their dark art.

Long before Slaanesh was born, these men had committed billions of unspeakable atrocities.

They are so evil that they even use the battlefield as a canvas, using blood, internal organs, bones and souls as paint to create otherworldly and horrific works without restraint.

Of course, when we mention the Haemonculi, we have to mention a little story between them and the "Yellow Old Man" Golden Throne.

Legend has it that there was once a high lord who had suffered from cerebral thrombosis for who knows how many years. He believed that the powerful technology of the Haemonculi could repair the Golden Throne, so he captured a black bean sprout and came to the Palace of Terra.

As a result, the latter just took one look at the Golden Throne and immediately fell into a cranial orgasm. He said on the spot that this thing was the coolest, most awesome, and the most extreme torture and pain machine in the galaxy.

Compared with human monkeys, the methods and machines that he has researched for tens of millions of years to torture people are simply too weak to even carry their opponent's shoes.

Even the torture that all the torture instruments in the Dark City of Commorragh can inflict combined is not as good as one billionth of the torture that this torture instrument can inflict on the emperor.

Because even in Hei Douya's eyes, being continuously drained of psychic energy is the most terrifying thing.

But the Lord of Humanity has been sitting on it for ten thousand years, and with the blessing of the huge power of human faith, he will never die, and he will experience this most extreme torture all the time.

Is there any torture more cruel and desperate than this in the world?

The answer is obviously no!

From then on, the Xue Lingren in Black Bean Sprouts no longer dared to despise the evil, darkness and cruelty of human beings, and even felt that the other party had more potential than themselves in this regard.

Of course, as the price for blaspheming the God-Emperor, the Haemonculus who had a cranial orgasm was torn into pieces by the angry Imperial Guards who rushed in.

It is said that at the last moment before death, this guy was in an extremely excited state of mind. He did not show any pain at all. Instead, he felt a sense of satisfaction that "he will die if he hears the truth in the morning."

The reaction was as if a scientist had cracked the supreme truth of the universe and a chef had created the ultimate dish that would satisfy people with different tastes.

It is probably because of this that the top management of the Human Empire broke through their defenses collectively, and the National Religion even clamored to completely wipe out all Dark Eldar from the galaxy.

Because the harsh truth always hurts the most.

No matter how the emperor is touted as omnipotent by the sects of the state religion, he is essentially a man who was betrayed by his most trusted and beloved son, and was forced to sit on the golden throne and bear the physical burden for ten thousand years. And the poor soul is doubly tortured.

It can even be said that the emperor was dead from the moment he accepted the faith.

Today, like all the great monarchs and leaders who have passed away in human history, he is held up high as a symbol to unite people's hearts.

As for what my thoughts are and what I did in the past, it doesn't matter at all.

What matters is that he must become whatever the empire needs him to be.

It's like how to interpret all ancient books and works. In many cases, it does not depend on the author himself, but on the person who reads it, as well as the special background and political needs of the era.

Maybe the meaning interpreted is completely opposite to what the author wants to express.

The most ironic and saddest thing in the world is this.

Of course, Efreni was not at all interested in the little story that happened between the Haemonculus and the Golden Throne.

At this time, she was standing in the empty palace anxiously waiting for the arrival of her master.

In contrast, Inkani, the incarnation of the God of Death, has always been very calm, with no expression on his face from beginning to end, as if he could stand forever.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and the two saw a figure appear out of thin air on the neutron throne built with unknown technology at the highest point. It was Zuo Si's incarnation of Shuoyou.

moment!

Evelyn and the incarnation of Death both bent down and bowed respectfully.

Because although the Eldar are arrogant, they are not fools who cannot see clearly the situation.

Especially when facing those beings who are far more powerful than themselves, they will also bow their heads without hesitation when it is time to do so.

This is most evident when dealing with humans.

Although they regard ordinary humans as uncivilized monkeys, they also admit that the emperor and the original body are gods and demigods higher than themselves.

Not to mention that the person in front of me started a huge war that burned the entire subspace, and personally planned the death of the Chaos Evil God Nurgle. He put a Death Goddess of the same magnitude on the throne and used the ever-growing sea of ​​shimmering oil to expel chaos. Establish order.

No matter who it is, as long as they can do any of the above, they are worthy of the word great.

In addition, since you are asking for help from others, your posture should be as low as possible.

Zuo Si was obviously very satisfied with the attitude of the two of them. He slowly stood up and walked down the steps, teasing in a slightly playful tone: "If I remember correctly, the last time we met was not a pleasant one. Especially when you are here Before I left, I said I would regret it.”

"I'm extremely sorry! That's because I was blind and failed to realize your great power and unfathomable wisdom."

Efrenie hurriedly lowered her head deeply and looked ashamed.

Unfortunately, this little trick was of no use to Zuo Si. Instead, he revealed a hint of undisguised disdain in his eyes, and he turned around to look at the incarnation of Death.

"Did you ask her to come?"

Inkani nodded slightly: "Yes. Because with the birth of the new Death God, it is no longer possible for me to gain the power to kill Slaanesh. This means that the Death Army has no future and must find it again. A way out."

Hearing this honest speech, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and ask: "Then why do you think I will accept it? You know that in my eyes, the entire spiritual race is as worthless as a lost dog."

"We would like to be your currency and your pawn."

Efreni bluntly revealed her final trump card.

She obviously knew that the bargaining chips she had on hand were very limited, so she simply tried to impress the other party with her sincerity.

After all, even the Chaos God of Warp needs some servants and men to carry out his plans.

As Zuo Si, who has essentially formed a head-on confrontation with him, he definitely needs it.

"Oh? You mean, from now on, the Death Army will completely obey my will and orders?"

Zuo Si showed an obviously interested expression and began to look up and down at this Eldar woman who had her long white hair tied into braids and had paint or tattoos around her eyes.

Efreni nodded without thinking: "That's right. As long as you promise to protect us from Slaanesh, we will worship you as a god, including all members of the craft world - Iyanden. "

"Haha, it sounds a little bit attractive."

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

Because the Eldar Ark is essentially a replica of the Wandering Earth, but it is much more technologically advanced and can support hundreds of millions or even billions of people.

Although it cannot travel at super-light speeds because of its large size, it can at least reach sub-light speeds.

In addition to the most basic survival and maintenance systems, Ark also maintains a large number of technology and weapons and equipment production lines, and can even build behemoths such as Phoenix-class battlecruisers.

The most important thing is that each ark has its own soul closed loop system, which can save the soul of the deceased in the small "eternal matrix" system in the ark to prevent it from being swallowed by Slaanesh.

If necessary, these souls will also be installed on various machines such as Nether Titan to participate in military operations as pilots.

It can be said that as long as there is still an ark, there will always be hope for the Eldar to revive again.

"I am also willing to surrender to the new God of Death and work with her to fight against the Evil God of Chaos."

Inkani also followed suit and expressed his choice.

He undoubtedly knew very well that only with the help of Jaina's power could he possibly defeat Slaanesh.

Otherwise, you will end up either being torn to pieces and swallowed like the goddess of life Isha, or hiding around like the Laughing God Sikochi.

As for breaking into a thousand pieces like Kane, it would be better to die directly.

What's more, as the incarnation of the Eldar God of Death, Inkani has a natural affinity for the newly ascended death goddess Jaina, and does not see any problem in surrendering to her.

"What if my condition is to order you to capture and capture the capital of the Dark Eldar, Commorragh?"

Zuo Si suddenly closed the distance between him and Efreni without any warning, so close that he was almost face to face, and could even feel the other person's breathing, heat and heartbeat.

The latter's expression changed drastically in an instant.

Because she knew very well how terrible that place was.

In fact, Commorragh, the city of endless darkness, is not essentially a simple planet, but is close to an incredible extra-dimensional starport, relying on two stolen stars to provide the energy necessary for daily operations.

Its society is mainly composed of "cabals" that are similar to the combination of Italian mafia families and interstellar pirates.

The smallest one may only have ten low-level gangsters, but the most powerful one can directly launch a full-scale attack on a certain Ark Eldar clan.

In particular, the Black Heart Conspiracy, which is directly ruled by the city lord, is considered the number one force even in today's galaxy where demons and monsters are rampant.

The leader, Asdubal Viktor, is said to have existed before the Eldar civilization faced its catastrophe. He is an old man who has lived for at least 20,000 years. According to his seniority, he has to shout when he comes. Big Brother.

It is said that he was originally just a slave of humble origin in the city of Comoros, destined to die in silence with his throat slit on the altar.

As a result, the moment the blade was about to slit his neck, Slaanesh was born.

The soul of the priest who wanted to kill him was taken away by the terrifying evil god on the spot.

Asduba Victor survived because he was still young and had not yet been exposed to indulgence and hedonism.

Because he witnessed with his own eyes the devastation that Slaanesh had brought to the entire Eldar race, he began to struggle hard to survive in this terrible apocalypse. He climbed up by any means, squeezed into the ruling class little by little, and took away the highest power.

To some extent, Asdubar Victor's life was quite inspiring.

Of course, the premise is that his label as a vicious fun-loving person must be ignored.

After all, this guy's greatest joy in life is to ruin other people's lives.

The most important thing is that Efrenie has a deadly feud with Asdúbal Victor.

When the former unleashed the power of Death, the energy burst out and broke Commorragh's "Kain's Gate" leading to the warp.

As a result, countless demons poured in, almost causing the entire city to fall.

Asdúbal Victor's prestige suffered a huge blow as a result, and his Dark Eldar rebelled and fled.

The Dark Eldar in the Death Army came over after this incident happened.

There is still a huge bounty on Eveleni's head in the city of Commorragh.

You must know that this capital of the Dark Eldar has various monitoring systems and detectors everywhere, even the underground part is no exception. There are no so-called blind spots.

This means that when an outsider enters, the box will be opened in minutes, and everything from name to date of birth, place of origin and even genetic genes will be entered.

Therefore, Efreni can guarantee that as long as she appears near the city of Comoros, Asdubar Victor will immediately find out and make the most violent reaction.

"What, are there any difficulties?"

Zuo Siming knew what was going on and stared at the other person's eyes and forced him.

Of course, it is impossible for him not to know about the grudge between Efrenie and Asdubal Victor.

The reason for doing this is, on the one hand, to get the Death Army to hand over the certificate of surrender, and on the other hand, the position of Comoros is too special and important.

If the Webway controlled by the Eldar is compared to a huge and complex maze, then Commorragh is equivalent to the intersection of most of the passages in this maze, and can also be called the center.

Whoever controls this star port city will be able to make full use of the legacy of the Old Ones - the Webway.

Although Zuo Si himself has mastered several super-light navigation technologies that can avoid subspace, he is still very interested in ultra-dimensional products like the Webway.

Efreni replied with a bitter look on her face: "I'm extremely sorry, our Death Army does not have enough strength to capture the city of Comoros."

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, no, no, I think you seem to have misunderstood me.

I did not stipulate that only the Death Army should perform this task.

You can use your diplomatic skills and sharp tongue to recruit people from other craftworlds or planets inhabited by the wild Eldar.

Even the pirates, the Harlequin Troupe, and even the Dark Eldar were brought in.

In return, I will set aside a few planets in the area I rule for them to settle, or drag the planets inhabited by the wild Eldar and place them near one of the stars.

The Eldar who settled here need not worry about the threat from Slaanesh at all.

But the premise is that you must abide by the rules I set. "

"You mean...let me use this as a condition to recruit more people to attack Comoros?"

Ephrene was obviously very smart and immediately realized the great value contained in this promise.

Even the darkest, most depraved, and evil of the Dark Eldar will not hesitate to turn on their former brethren and masters once they learn they can escape the influence of Slaanesh.

"That's right.

And I can also provide you with a fleet and two hundred thousand psychic Astartes warriors using the Magnus gene.

How about it, do you want to accept it?

Statement in advance!

Once the contract is reached and the Death Army fails to achieve this goal within the specified time, the consequences will be serious.

Because I hate people who don’t abide by contracts and go back on their word. "

When saying these words, Zuo Si's tone revealed a naked and undisguised threat.

Efreni turned her head and glanced at the incarnation of Death. After receiving a slight nod from the latter, she immediately took a deep breath and knelt down on one knee, pulling out the Sword of the Old Woman and raising her hands high above her head.

"We are willing to carry out every order you give us! Rest assured, it won't be long before Comoros is yours."

"very good!

Now, I appoint you as the supreme commander of the expeditionary force, with full responsibility for this invasion.

Remember, you only have one chance.

Failure would mean that the Eldar would completely withdraw from the galaxy.

I will personally destroy the Eternal Matrix so that your Death God will never be able to awaken, and at the same time enter the Webway to capture the Laughing God and throw it to Slaanesh to torture him to death. "

After saying that, Zuo Si grabbed the old woman's sword and suddenly released two kinds of shimmering oil from his body to swallow the artifact.

In just a few minutes, it transformed from a jagged knife into a true double-edged sword, and the power of the Eldar gods contained in it was also transformed into the power of the incarnation of Shimmering Oil.

On the sword, you can vaguely see dense textures as complex as integrated circuits, as well as mysterious runes that can drive subspace psychic energy.

After all this was done, Zuo Si raised his sword and gently pressed the sharp tip against the center of Eveleni's forehead, cutting open the skin and carving his own mark on it.

Blood slid down both sides of the nose from the wound, and finally dripped from the latter's sharp chin, making the whole person look full of a strange bloody and violent beauty.

When the mark began to emit a black light, he put back the weapon in his hand that had changed from the old woman's sword to the shining oil sword.

As the God of Death's chosen one, Everene undoubtedly felt the changes in the divine sword in her hand, as well as the new power given to her by the mark on her forehead. She immediately knelt on the ground and said in a slightly excited tone: "Thank you for your generosity and kindness. . I swear that the Death Army will never let you down, and neither will the Eldar."

"Really, then I'm looking forward to your performance. With this sword, you can get a corresponding number of fleets and landing troops from the space port above your head."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si's entire body instantly turned into a body and disappeared into the air.

When his figure completely disappeared, Efrenie, whose muscles and nerves were tense, instantly relaxed. She stood up holding the stone pillar beside her and asked with a wry smile: "We have succeeded, right?"

"Well, we have obtained the right to survive in the future, but the premise is that you must capture Comoros as soon as possible."

Death incarnate gave an affirmative answer.

"I know. But there is one more thing I need to do before that, and that is to convince Visage."

When she mentioned the bishop of the Death Army, Efreni immediately showed an expression of extreme headache.

the reason is simple!

In addition to being one of the three giants of the Death Army, this guy was also her most passionate suitor. He often had fierce quarrels over route issues, and even almost drew swords on several occasions.

Visage had previously held strong objections to the awakening of the Primarch Robert Guilliman to help the Imperium of Man, and the two sides were unhappy as a result.

But a headache was a headache, and Efreni knew very well that she had to find a way to convince this guy immediately, at least not to let him openly oppose her.

…

At the same time, far away on the other side of the galaxy, the famous "King of Figures" Trazin has found members of the Dark Mechanicus who are spreading news everywhere.

Looking at these New Phyrexia creations that had been completely transformed by Shimmering Oil, he immediately put on a polite look and asked: "I heard that you are looking for me?"

"Hello, Overlord of the Nihilak dynasty, ruler of the tomb world of Solemnath, protector of the great galactic history, artifacts, and events, owner of the Solemnath Museum, His Excellency Trazin the Endless, very much It’s an honor to meet you.”

The leader of the Dark Mechanicus revealed all the titles of the opponent at once.

Obviously, this is not only an expression of respect, but also a display of strength.

After all, apart from the Necrons, few outsiders can tell Trazin's origins so clearly.

You must know that the Nihilak dynasty is the most isolated and closed Necron dynasty.

Because of a devastating malfunction in its dimensionally stable array, the world where the dynasty was located sank into a pocket dimension. Outsiders could not even enter, and being attacked was naturally out of the question.

Although the current supreme leader, Emperor Crispek, is trying to oppose isolationism and expand its territory, there is still a big gap compared to other powerful undead dynasties that have awakened.

"Where did you get this information about me?" The Figure King asked expressionlessly.

Of course, it wasn't that he wasn't surprised, but that the metal skull face really couldn't make any complicated expressions.

You must know that this is not his true body or a high-level clone, it is just a Necron body that he occupied from somewhere.

As the most unwelcome visitor to all the Necron dynasties and tomb worlds, Trazin is so annoying and hated, and stealing things everywhere is just one of the reasons.

Another reason is that he will directly transfer his consciousness into the body to complete the body seizure without notifying the original owner of the body.

Then he controls this body to wander around the galaxy, and maybe it will be destroyed directly.

That's why the Figure King is classified as one of the most annoying "three fantasy gods" in the Warhammer universe.

As for the other two, one is the Chaos Evil God Tzeentch, and the other is Asdubal Vict, the ruler of Commorragh.

"Thos, the father of the great New Phyrexia, told us. He is omniscient and omnipotent, so he naturally knows all your information."

The leader of the Dark Mechanicus gave the answer with a fanatical look.

"Soth? The mysterious being who brought the Shimmering Oil?"

The green light flashing in Trazin's eyes suddenly surged.

After all, as the largest collector in the galaxy, he had noticed Shimmer Oil and the New Phyrexia creations that Shimmer Oil had perfected a long time ago, and even secretly captured several of them and placed them in the stasis field.

Similarly, he also heard that several small dynasties were directly swallowed up by Shuoyou and turned into puppets controlled by the other party.

This incident also caused an uproar in the parliamentary court composed of the French emperor and the overlord.

If there were no clear records about the Star God, they would even think that this was the resurrection of a Star God with incredible power.

But soon after studying the remaining glittering oil, the Necrons realized that this was not the power of the Star God, but something between matter and energy that had never appeared in the galaxy.

It can not only corrode and disintegrate all matter, but also absorb all energy including spiritual energy.

Even the highest-level Necron such as the King and the Overlord will not be spared once they are contaminated.

The only good thing is that this thing can't cross dimensions on its own, so as long as you hide in the tomb world, you don't have to worry too much about being infected on a large scale.

The leader of the Dark Mechanicus seemed to notice the fleeting fear of the figure king, and let out a low and harsh laugh through the mechanical electronic head.

“Hehehe——

That's right!

Now the great father of New Phyrexia wishes to meet with you to make a deal.

To express his sincerity, he ordered us to bring you some small gifts.

Some gifts can still be considered unique even in the entire universe. "

With that said, the leader of the Dark Mechanicum turned around and sent a bunch of codes to his servants.

After receiving the order, the latter immediately opened the cargo hold of the spacecraft and pulled out a huge box with a height of more than 20 meters, a length of more than 300 meters, and a width of almost 150 meters.

Just as the Figure King stared at him with slightly curious eyes, the servant simply pressed the button.

The next second...

The huge box opened and disintegrated directly on the spot, revealing the densely packed creatures inside that were placed in the stasis field.

From various elemental creatures, demons, angels, yugoloths, undead, elves, dwarves, gnomes, halflings, and various magical creatures and monsters from the universe where the planet Toril is located, to Azeroth The representative specialties of the universe where the Si planet is located are densely packed throughout the entire inner space.

As described, none are unique to Trazyn in the galaxy.

As an avid collector, he naturally could not refuse such a temptation. He immediately walked closer and checked one by one regardless of the possible dangers to confirm whether these precious collections were specimens or alive.

Especially the huge dragons, as well as the alien creatures and demons of the Burning Legion, made the figure king, who was always known for his politeness, elegance and calmness, a bit out of his mind.

It took several hours before this guy finally came back from his excitement and obsession and confirmed again: "These are really gifts to me? No other conditions attached?"

"Yes, no strings attached."

The leader of the Dark Mechanicus gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

"Great! It seems that your master is indeed quite sincere. If you don't mind, could you tell me where these interesting collections come from?"

Trazin fiddled with the instruction labels attached to the corresponding creatures and asked enthusiastically.

You should know that his favorite thing to do is to write complete origins for newly added collections.

However, these labels only have very simple names and general introductions, and there is no such thing as social structure, development of civilization, daily life, racial talents, etc.

This is absolutely torture for someone who is eager to understand his collection.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a messenger conveying the will of the great New Phyrexia Father, and I don't know the message of these gifts.

If you want to know more, please set a date and location.

At that time, Lord Jinji Tasha, the Blue Demon Judge, will come to meet you.

He will bring more and more valuable things in exchange for you. "

Having said that, the leader of the Dark Mechanicum raised his head and stared at the Figure King with his electronic eyes, as if waiting for a response.

"Deal? What do you want from me?"

Trazin's interest was completely aroused by these creatures he had never seen before, and he was even full of expectations for the next transaction.

After all, the gifts alone are already so precious, so you can imagine how many good things the other party has in hand.

The leader of the Dark Mechanicum said without thinking: "The great father of New Phyrexia hopes to know all the secrets about the Star God. If possible, he also wants to obtain some fragments of the Star God."

"Star God?!"

The figure king's voice suddenly rose an octave.

Because this is the biggest secret of the entire Necron race, and it is also a taboo that is forbidden to be mentioned.

"That's right, it's the Star God. You can go back and think about it slowly. My spaceship is on standby here. When you decide to make a deal, you can inform me of the specific time and place at any time."

As the last word blurted out, the leader of the Dark Mechanicum bowed politely, and then returned to the spacecraft with his entourage.

As a creature perfected by the shimmering oil, he has completed his mission, so he will never do anything superfluous again.

Staring at the slowly closing hatch, Trazin stood there for a long time without moving, and did not even immediately put away all the precious collections as usual.

Without him, it’s just that the Star God is too sensitive.

Although he does hold a considerable number of Star God fragments in his hands, he is not sure whether trading them to the owner of Shuoyou is a wise choice.

You must know that Zuo Si is not a "young man" like Belisarius Caul who can see through the potential at a glance, but a mysterious existence that can pose a huge threat to the Necron race.

According to the information collected by Figure King so far, it is basically 100% certain that the other party was not born in the Milky Way, but came from outside the Milky Way.

Maybe he should ask Silent King Szarak for information?

During his self-exile, this man left the Milky Way and traveled to the wider interstellar void, and even brought back news of the Tyranid invasion...