Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Nehrak dynasty, tomb world Solemnath.

If the Nehrak Dynasty is the wealth gathering area of ​​the Necron race, then Solemnath is the treasury of the Nehrak Dynasty.

The librarian dragged his tired body and prepared to return to his Solemnath Museum. Today was another day of failure. The core protective area of ​​the Omilek family of the Eldar was very tightly defended. This time the storm failed. He also lost an overlord-level body.

But it doesn't matter, time has never been a problem for the Necron, and the Emperor has not come to court as always, it has been more than 40 million years.

The overlords all do their own thing and are responsible for their own profits and losses. The free-range model gives the entire dynasty a mediocre reputation outside the country. Except that the Blue Skull Clan of the orcs will conduct academic exchanges with them from time to time, there is nothing special about it.

"First go back and settle the account for the spare body, then get a set of the King's spare body from the dynasty's treasury, and then borrow a small fragment of the Star God. We will go to Pointy Ear again in five hundred years."

The logical core is formulating the librarian's plan, modifying the path of the next action, and the empathic annihilation staff taps the floor rhythmically, as if a better tomorrow is waving to him.

Opening the brand new door of the museum, most of the display cabinets inside are under repair, a small number of display cabinets are broken, and traces of the war are still visible.

"These days, Catan is still so successful that he fails more than he fails. Fortunately, the guy ran away."

The logical core of the administrator did not want to calculate the losses last time. The birth of the complete Star God, which was almost announced to the world, destroyed the stability of the time-space solidification position, destroyed several endless mazes, and caused the program to crash.

The escape of the collection was originally a small problem, but if the entire containment device failed, it would not be fun. The pursuit of fugitives eventually turned into a vigorous suppression of the museum riot. Powerful weapons were not allowed in this place, so you can imagine how uncomfortable this battle was.

After looking around to confirm that everything was recovering, he walked towards the underground core area of ​​the museum, where was his ally and the museum's protector, a fragment of the Dominator.

Walking to the hypercube vault, green arcs filled every corner of this area. He stood still and wanted to say something to his allies, but the data could not be sent, and he returned to the corridor outside.

The librarian dragged his tired body and prepared to return to his Solemnath Museum. Today was another day of failure. The core protective area of ​​the Omilek family of the Eldar was very tightly defended. This time the storm failed. He also lost an overlord-level body.

"First go back and settle the account for the spare body, then get a set of the King's spare body from the dynasty's treasury, and then borrow a small fragment of the Star God. We will go to Pointy Ear again in five hundred years."

...

He walked to his workbench, ready to admire what he got when he retreated, "Ah,..."

Time and space reset again

The librarian dragged his tired body and prepared to return to his Solemnath Museum. Today was another day of failure. The core protective area of ​​the Omilek family of the Eldar was very tightly defended. This time the storm failed. He also lost an overlord-level body.

"First go back and settle the account for the spare body, and then..."

...

After dozens of times, the librarian finally realized that something was wrong. The feeling coming back from his legs was a little too familiar. He felt so familiar that he seemed to have walked through it dozens of times, and the complaints about the Eldar were more like pinched. Usually, even reciting lines is nothing more than that.

He was going to teleport the Empathy Annihilation Rod to the area where the Star God Fragment was. As a creation of the Ancient Saint, the Empathy Annihilation Rod was a spiritual weapon. By cooperating with the Star God Fragment, he would definitely be able to find out the source of his discomfort.

Soon, the Empathy Annihilation Rod was teleported back, and the Star God Fragment said there was no problem. It may be that the failure of this operation caused some frustration in his core.

"Can you perform that one again? It's 'There is no problem in this area, every action you take is a victory', hahaha, I am so happy, it is really a win."

Phase Scythe smiled beside Zhang Lingyou, watching the honest undead in the endless corridor accept Zhang Lingyou's serious nonsense.

The other party has asked this question ten or even nine times, and Zhang Lingyou hasn't even changed his answer.

Finally, on the 1145th time, the big unlucky guy finally realized something was wrong: his Death Mark Assassin just talked back to him!

This guy used to be a tough guy, so there's definitely something wrong with that!

The uneasiness of the outside world and the unreasonable familiarity with the data core made him finally realize that things were not that simple.

In a trance, everything was changing, and overlapping illusions and characters emerged around him. These were all events that had really happened. The overlord suddenly realized that he was trapped in a time cycle.

Watching the same person and the same thing evolve into hundreds of results in front of him, the recording core gave him an incredible reply: He has repeated the action more than 1,100 times in this reincarnation.

Looking at the scepter in his hand, and then at the location of the Star God fragment, Necromancer secretly sighed in his heart: "The propaganda of the Ministry of Military Affairs can really kill people."

"There's nothing wrong with the publicity, but you didn't update the news yourself."

The voice that came from nowhere shocked Trazin's heart, and unknown data entered his core. Only then did he realize that because of his actions, he had missed the first-hand information update from the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the new defense layout had not been implemented at all.

Although defense cannot stop Zhang Lingyou, it can still be done to let other friendly forces of the dynasty know that something happened somewhere. Unlike now, no one can come to save him even if his throat is broken by shouting.

The phase scanner was on, nothing could be seen, it was as if he had been stripped of the world. Trazin held the Staff of Empathic Annihilation beside her and waited quietly for the C'tan to appear.

Zhang Lingyou felt that this guy was very smart and it was really easy to talk to him.

One hand was placed on the living metal of the Necron, and Zhang Lingyou said: "Your collection is good, and it is mine now. This is not a home invasion robbery. Many of your so-called collections came from wrong sources. I will take care of them first." Keep it. If the owner comes to you to claim compensation, then you go to litigate with them. Of course, you can also ask them to come to me. As long as the summons can be handed to me, I will definitely go."

The green light in Trazin's eyes flashed again and again, and he saw his museum.

Good news: The museum is still there.

Bad news: Nearly 70% of the items inside were replaced by Star God with imitations. This does not require advanced technological appraisal to know, because many psychic devices are now made of living metal.

"Keep up the good work. I will come back in the next thousand years. Work hard and my life will become sweeter and sweeter."

The sound had dissipated, and the power of the Star God had also dissipated, leaving only the unlucky undead soul standing there feeling lost and wanting to cry without tears.

Gray Feng ate the ruler's pieces in large chunks. This unlucky star god was really unlucky. When Zhang Lingyou left, Gray Feng noticed it.

"Quality aside, you're really good at this."

Gray Feng admired Zhang Lingyou's operation, finally feeling like a star god.

"If the person who did this wasn't a beast, I wouldn't have done it. Okay, I'm done telling you what to do, let's go."

Carrying the packed cultural relics, Zhang Lingyou returned to Mars with the phase sickle. It was really a hearty purchase.