Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Lin Fan took a closer look and saw that the five statues deep in the battlefield were Khorne, who had only a solid and empty shell, Nurgle, who could not thrive, the Dark Emperor, who was as vain as a shadow, and Brother Mao and Tzeentch, who looked a little lonely. A closely connected ever-changing phantom.

Under these statues are countless demons loyal to them. Vampires who have lost their courage and thirst for blood are staggering in the swamp of blood. Their sharp blades can no longer ignite the flames that smell of sulfur. The descendants of Nurgle are even more miserable. Their bloated bodies are only shriveled flesh tightly wrapped around the bones. The weapons in their hands are real dead branches and leaves. Absolute and deep despair escapes from their dark eye sockets.

Lin Fan, the Dark Emperor's subordinate, couldn't see clearly. He was like the opposite of the God Emperor. There were pitch-black flames at the foot of the throne, and countless bones fell into it without making a sound. There were no cries of death or the crackle of bones being burned, as if the existence of the Dark Emperor had killed all these noises in silence.

The situation of Brother Mao and the orcs seemed to be the best. Lin Fan just couldn't see the optimism behind the brutal behavior of these orcs. They were like the Raven Guard who were deeply depressed after not seeing their father for a long time, silently guarding the scrap metal. In the factory, they guarded the surroundings with unnecessary eyes.

Finally, Lin Fan looked at Tzeentch and found that this ever-changing master was not as stable as he appeared. Forcibly integrating the power of other gods made her become even more chaotic. If Slaanesh swallowed the blood of Khorne and couldn't digest it, then Tzeentch had turned into a balloon filled with mixed power. Even if Lin Fan didn't go If touched, the balloon will burst suddenly with slight trembling.

"You really spent a lot of money."

"Thank you for the compliment. I have given everything I have to experience a higher-level game."

Before Lin Fan could continue to speak, countless messages suddenly blasted into his ears. It was astonishingly the power of Star God spectators.

"Let's start! Let's start!" Onlookers screamed loudly from the side. He will watch the last battle and record every detail completely and perfectly.

Of course, the role of the bystander is much more than that. He provides Tzeentch with information about past history, making it possible for the degraded body to return to the glory of other lost civilizations in the Battle of Heaven.

"It is useless to say more, the final chapter of the great game has begun!"

Tzeentch roared angrily, and all the restrictions were lifted. The carefully constructed battlefield began to flow and operate, with rainfall and climate changes occurring according to established rules.

Tzeentch shook the dice and did not stop for a long time. He did not think that now was the time to use the power of probability of the Deceiver.

Lin Fan didn't roll the dice. He didn't have many rules to rely on in the fleet confrontation before approaching the battlefield.

But how could the demise of all civilizations and even the galaxy be implicated in Lin Fan alone? They also have their own efforts and plans. Even if Lin Fan is unwilling to help, they will fight to the end in the most desperate moment.

The Silent King returned to his throne, and the most elite fleets of the dynasty were all awakened. He already had a feeling that this first battle would be extremely difficult.

Although the Necrontyr is powerful and extraordinary in the eyes of other civilizations, it also has great weaknesses. The loss of the technology of ancient weapons is not suffocating, but more importantly, the lack of materials. Even if you rely on the power of the Star God to forcibly change the concept and properties of matter and use it reluctantly, it will not be able to sustain it for long.

Sixty million years of slumber is more like an escape, using electronic rest to ignore the cruel fact that the universe has died.

Would things have been better in the universe if the Necrontyr had not been tricked by the Deceiver into launching an irrevocable war in Heaven?

King Silence felt bitter in his heart, but he knew that dwelling on past failures no longer meant much. Only fighting to the death to win future victories was the most important thing.

The imperial edict has been issued, the ancient legion has reappeared, and the overlord who caused countless destruction and doomsday in the war in heaven has reappeared in the current time and space.

For a moment, the assembled fleets of all races felt a sense of trembling. More time-space rifts opened in the void, and tomb-like battleships continued to pour out. The existence of inertia-free engines makes these huge battleships as flexible as children drawing on white paper. All kinds of bizarre angles, acceleration and stops have become a reality.

"Such a large amount of equipment... tsk tsk tsk, these things consume a lot of resources." Odemeyer shook his head helplessly at the strength of the Necrontyr. Even at the peak of humankind's peak period, it was difficult to defeat these ancient dead souls. In order to achieve the immortality of the race, dividing and conquering is the best result.

"The endless sufferings of the universe will all be attributed to us in the final analysis. Even if we can use the treachery of deceivers to justify it, it is too pale in the end. This is the last battle of the dynasty and a battle of atonement. May the universe be restored. Repair it, and may my soul return to my body.”

The Council of Three Saints conveyed the Silent King's will to all dynasties, but only some kings and overlords could respond. More warriors stood coldly, without even a flicker of their glowing eyes.

If this speech were delivered to the Human Empire and the Eldar Tribe, it would definitely arouse cheers and shouts from the entire clan. The chants for the God-Emperor and for Isa would be the only voices, but the words spoken by the Necrontyr became more like heavy prayers before being buried in the grave.

Trazin and Orikan lamented, recalling the horrific sight of their entire people being thrown into the living transmutation furnace. Xerath shook his head. As a superb technician who realized the technology of biological transformation, he believed that this mechanical body was more outstanding than the mortal body. Of course, it would be even better if it had a soul.

The dynasty fleet was like a wall approaching the battlefield, and soon the fleet controlled by Tzeentch rushed towards them. Both sides were already ready for battle.

The ancient fleet of the Battle of Heaven, the Pantheon Ark of the Eldar Empire, the intelligent control battleship of the Human Empire... Standing on the edge of the battlefield, you can see the peak moments of all civilizations in the universe.

However, this power that made both the Primarch and the Emperor fear and respect was nothing special in the eyes of the Silent King. As the only civilization that defeated the Old Saints and Star Gods, they had this arrogant qualification.

The last time we were delayed by a degraded battleship was just a result of careless calculation and lack of preparation. This time the King of Silence will go all out and completely crush all opponents with the dynasty's military front.

The Storm King Imotek received the order from the Silent King. His dynasty ranked third in the entire Necrontyr civilization. In the past, researchers from the Human Empire even mistook the Storm King and his dynasty for the Necrontyr civilization, just like the Tau Empire. of all.

"Offensive, let the young civilization see how the overlord behaves!"