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

There are almost no living people on the Tau planet. The entire planet's energy system has shut down, and collapsed and burning buildings have piled up on the planet's surface.

Perhaps the underground survival system will evolve a new social structure in the future. Amalaga is very interested, but he has little time to do such interesting experiments.

Sighing secretly, Amaraja checked the reserve of corpses in his mainland containment cabin. He felt that he could still use it to sew out hundreds of millions of degraded bodies, which was enough for the time being.

Amalaga is preparing to open the subspace rift and sail from the invisible waste abyss to where she wants to go.

But the activation of the rift failed, and he felt that the weakened curtain here was strengthened again, and at the same time he felt that he was experiencing the painful feeling of soul death.

"The Necrontyr..." Amalaga quickly judged this point. Facing these real galactic overlords, he was completely unsure of fighting them now.

The space was torn apart, but it was completely different from the subspace rift. A square extra-dimensional portal opened, and several giant spaceships flew out of it.

These engineering marvels of black stone and living metal glowed with a dangerous green light that made Amaraga's scalp tingle at the mere sight of their appearance.

Those humans thought that the Necrontyr's tomb-class tomb ships were already the pinnacle of their starry power, but Amalaga knew that was not the case.

These true overseers hidden in the dark side of the galaxy are the heirs to the starry power of the Necrontyr dynasty...

These ships have the same shape as pyramids. Their huge size and exaggerated mass make these ships exist like black holes. Amalaga can see with the naked eye that the space around these floating pyramids has been severely distorted. .

"This is the execution dynasty...because of King Armas...those who break the law...are destroyed..."

Deep in the pyramid, a huge metal undead noble holding a reaper's scythe is sitting on his cold throne, surrounded by his guards and warlocks, who judge Amalaga's death with indifferent thoughts.

Any fool who uses the words of the Creator should be cleansed in the most ruthless way. This is the will left by the great King of Silence.

Their executioners have been silent on the dark side of the galaxy for so long, and their million years of watching are boring and suffocating. However, when they think that they can serve the great King of Silence, all the executioners feel extreme joy and satisfaction for this.

Adjust the energy core and block the condensation lines. Because Armas's metal body is overheated, it takes on a scorching color.

"This is the excitement! The excitement of serving the king!"

"Excited!"

The subordinates responded to the Emperor, and they also actively overheated their cores, allowing their bodies to heat up rapidly. Soon the cold tomb became as hot as an oven.

"For the King! We carry out his words and deeds!"

Because Armas looked excited, he put the huge scythe on his waist and spun it like a hula hoop.

Huhuhuhuhu!

The scythe rotated so fast that Armas's waist made a crunching sound.

The perfect rotation ended when Armas held the scythe and shook the tail handle to the ground. He waved his hand and shook up the metal robe behind him.

"Activate the particle whip! Destroy it! Activate the extra-dimensional stone gate! Capture him!"

The soldiers responded to Inamas's order. They stepped out of the tomb-like cabin, entered the stone door uniformly, and then flashed to Amalaga's side in the next moment.

The particle generator illuminates the continent of Amalaga, causing particles of matter and antimatter to actively collide together. An annihilating explosion appears out of thin air, causing the entire continent to tend to disintegrate.

"Damn..." Amalaga released all his creations, and the experimental subjects created with the Raven Guard gene seeds were also thrown into the battlefield.

The gauss weapons of the undead warriors are so deadly. Although they have lost their souls and appear mechanically rigid, these incredibly powerful weapons make up for this shortcoming.

The Gaussian Rip Beam disintegrates everything it hits, leaving only an equal weight of dust falling to the ground.

What a simple and crude weapon. When a civilization reaches its peak, everything becomes so simple.

The long-range weapons are all Tesla arcs and Gaussian beams, and the melee weapons are all phase weapons. The only difference is the difference in power output.

The basic material was peeled off layer by layer, and the entire continent became riddled with holes. Amalaga's compressed body also collapsed layer by layer under the irradiation of Gaussian beams.

"You have to struggle..." Amalaga separated the body that was illuminated by the Gaussian beam and shouted to the void universe, "Landugol, if you want revenge, then help me!"

"...The fluctuations of the God of Death have been detected! Cut off the troops' rebirth agreement!"

Yin Amas felt the smell of the ancient enemy in an instant. Although they tore apart the gods who enslaved and deceived them in their ultimate revenge, these shadows still entangled the bodies of the Necrontyr like a curse.

Some undead warriors began to escape from Inamas' control, and the control codes of their data cores were overwritten. These metal skeletons showed an extreme desire for life and flesh.

The troops responsible for strangulating and capturing Amaraga were in chaos. Many soldiers left their posts, discarding the Gauss rifles in their hands, and their metal bodies stretched out sharp claws.

They tore apart the bodies of other undead warriors, and condensation liquid and living metal fragments fell everywhere.

"He violated the law prohibiting research! He also violated the law of the God of Death! Give up the capture and activate the high-dimensional weapon! Let this low-level life form without high-dimensional support be chopped into pieces by the three-dimensional threads of the high-dimensional space! "

Because of Armas' anger, the entire Executioner fleet arranged in a triangular formation. With the angles of the pyramid ships aimed at each other, the space around the Tau began to be forcibly drawn into high-dimensional space.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Amaraga knew that there was no chance of survival when he entered the higher dimension, and there was not a single can of dimensional filler around him.

Just like a three-dimensional being dropped into a two-dimensional one, without the support of dimensional fillers, you will be completely spread out on a flat surface. By then, your head may be resting on your stomach, your heart will be turned inside out, and your blood vessels will be turned inside out. and bones completely flat.

The same is true for forcibly ascending to higher dimensions. Without anchor points and dimensional support, the body will show all the details, and the living being cannot enter the forbidden land that does not belong to him.

At that time, Amalaga will be erased by the laws of higher dimensions and become a space fragment that has lost its self-awareness.

Tomb-class tomb ship, this thing can suppress an entire Imperial fleet.