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Chapter 730 The Endless and the Prophet

The Necron Tomb World, Mandragran.

Some call it the Golden Planet, some call it the Blue Sky Planet. This is Mandragran, the crown world of the great Sotek Dynasty, the territory of Storm King Imotek.

Once the third most powerful dynasty in the Necrontyr Empire, the Sotek Dynasty's crown world is now a dead place. Massive dunes of sand have swept over temples and palaces, burying them beneath waterfalls of golden sand. Storms of corrosive silicate particles have scoured the remains of the ancient city, stripping away the gilded surfaces of tombs and towers to reveal living metal structures beneath, giving the city, or what is still visible, the appearance of brushed steel.

Some areas were shielded from the erosion of corrosive sandstorms by the leeward side of static tombs, preserving their former grandeur. In these places, the statues of ancient emperors still look lifelike, majestically gazing at the endless desert, in stark contrast to the weathered ruins.

It is hard to tell from the outside that underneath this desert planet lies an incomparably glorious Crown World, where millions of Necrons are sleeping in a stasis field deep underground. They are currently in a period of great dormancy, and there are still more than 8,000 years before the great awakening planned by the Silent King Szalak.

Even so, some Necrons still woke up early, such as the lonely Necron standing on the towering astrology tower in the middle of the ancient city ruins.

The Prophet Orikan.

The creator of prophecies, the architect of time, the chief time sorcerer of the Sotek Dynasty, and the last prophet of the Necrontyr Empire.

Biotransformation is a very magical technology. The Necron are a type of humanoid carbon-based creature that is taller, has a longer skull, and a shorter lifespan than humans. However, biotransformation does not completely construct a new body according to the transformed person's appearance during his or her lifetime. Instead, it forms a new and unique image of the transformed Necron nobles based on the reflection and projection of the soul.

Orikan is a typical example.

His narrow face and golden headdress are like a human-faced snake with its neck skin folds spread out, and his curled tail, segmented carapace, and curved limbs are very similar to the wasteland scorpions in the ancient capital, combining swiftness and venom. The prophecy balls arranged along his spine are filled with turbid energy, and in the center of his face is a green spherical eye, flashing with arrogant and fierce malice.

This is the image after the biological transformation, and as a necrophile, Orikan is just a thin and withered old man.

Orikan stood on the top floor of the Astrologer's Tower and looked up at the starry sky, feeling the pull of gravity everywhere in the universe on the trajectory of celestial bodies. Such a great force was astronomical, but it could affect the smallest events in the Milky Way.

The foolish and superstitious Necrontyr astrologers of old had speculated on this connection, but their poor metaphysical speculations were no match for the precise scientific research of the Orikan.

The vast majority of fortune tellers and prophets in this universe rely on the time and space distortion characteristics of the subspace to gain insights into the future, and from the moment they lose their souls, the Necrons have lost the possibility of using psychic powers.

Orikan was different from all of them.

Oerlikon's predictions are based on the interaction between force, light, energy, and time. He is mapping the effects of gravity and the flow of particles, the incredible probabilistic relationship and causal chain between a breath and a typhoon.

This is a kind of physical divination and mathematical prediction.

As he had done over the past few standard years of the Dead, Orikan once again projected the star chart and the timepiece and began tracking the various celestial bodies. He ran a simulated alignment program, moving the celestial bodies like turning gears.

All this for his old rival.

Trazyn the Infinite.

Oerlikon and Trazyn are currently fighting over an unknown treasure called the "Starry Sky Mystery Box". He wants to use divination modeling to predict the other party's possible future behavior in order to increase his chances of winning the war for the Starry Sky Mystery Box.

Orrickan's predictions are not always accurate. The invasion and destruction of the material world by the immaterial world always frequently disrupts his time calculations of the real universe, forcing him to unravel each chaotic timeline one by one.

At the same time, the planet where Trazyn was located was also a nightmare - countless living and dead things were placed where they should not be, contained in stasis fields and hypercube cages for countless years, and the time noise was comparable to ten thousand independent timelines, like a large cataract in the eye of the universe, a large cerebral thrombosis in the torrent of time.

At this time, Orikan awakened twenty-six tomb technicians, asked them to gather around him in a state of dormant consciousness but awake body, and borrowed their neural network to provide computing power support for this modeling. As the divination prediction model was completed, Orikan began to view some future fragments of Trazyn, which were displayed through holographic projection.

He saw a planet.

The planet's atmosphere is a toxic hothouse. Beneath boiling purple clouds, creeping fungi cover the surface. A small number of humans live in the planet's natural cave systems, and they have built underground settlements suspended above the foaming, hissing sea of ​​magma.

Then, as expected, Trazyn appeared, and Orrickan saw his target. The Infinite led their army to raid the planet, and they seemed to want to rob... Crash, the picture constructed by the divination model suddenly collapsed and shattered at this moment, like a sand castle washed down by the surging waves.

Um? what happened?

Orikan was puzzled.

“Sizzle… snap!”

The two Necromancers' eyepieces exploded, sparks flew from the cracks, coolant flowed down their cheeks, and their bodies melted from overheating due to overclocked calculations.

The overloaded and damaged Necrotect was automatically transported back to the Forge of Rebirth for reconstruction, and Orrikan reawakened two new Necrotects to replenish the computing power resources he needed.

After everything was ready, Orikan rebuilt the divination prediction model according to the previous parameters, trying to figure out what went wrong.

The holographic projection re-depicted a strange planet. This time the image was very stable and did not collapse. However, it was very different from the previous scorching planet with poisonous gas in the atmosphere and lava lakes under the ground. This planet had a cold wind howling and the vast land was covered with white snow...

Meanwhile, Trazyn did not show up.

Orikan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The blizzard in the holographic projection is still howling, but the stable picture shows that the accuracy of this divination model is very high. The parameters used in the two modelings are exactly the same. Why are there two planets with completely different natural features?

In fact, without the need for prophecy, Orikan could also infer the time when the previous fragment occurred - Trazyn awakened the undead army on a large scale, so the timeline must be after the Great Awakening, that is, more than 8,000 years later, otherwise he would not be able to lead so many Necrons to attack humans on a planet.

The key is: what is the variable that caused the two predictions to be inconsistent? Why didn't the future Trazyn appear again after the planet changed from scorching hot to cold? With these questions, Orikan began to recall the prophetic picture presented by the previous divination frame by frame, and then he caught a flash of something before the picture collapsed and dissipated, something very familiar to the Necrons.

A hypercube cage.

There are also fragments of the Star God in the cage.

Orikan took a deep breath, although the action no longer had any biological significance for him.

"Tsk, a new puzzle game has begun."

The Time Warlock said to himself.

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"Nyadrazasa..."

Orikan muttered to himself as he looked up at the starry sky.

His memory of the time before the transformation was already very vague, and he couldn't even remember what he looked like, but his memory of the time after the transformation was very clear. His memory of this Star God dates back to the War in Heaven.

The bio-transformation technology transformed every dead person into a metal warrior with a hard body and infinite strength. No matter they were weak old men or young children who were powerless before, everyone had to participate in the tragic war with the ancient saints, naturally including Orrikan.

Orikan recalled a scene: the Burning One was commanding the Necrons to invade the Webway through the Tombstone Gate. It invented this technology just because it wanted to burn the entire Webway and all the creatures inside it to ashes. When the Star God ordered the Necrons to mobilize their troops, a crowned general was turned into a pool of bubbling hot molten metal just because he complained.

This is Nyadrazasa the Burner.

The star god with the most violent temper and cruel personality.

"Human, this is not something you should touch."

Orikan stood in the center of the Astrologer's Tower and talked to himself.

Some time ago, he went to the planet in the divination model, which was called Midgardia in the Fenris Galaxy by humans. Orikan went back in time in the hollowed-out cave and figured out the whole story.

Imprisoning the fragments of the Star God and preventing the Star God from resurrecting is the consensus of all the Necrons, regardless of which dynasty. No matter which Star God it is, once they recover their peak power, the first target they will take revenge on is the Necrons.

"I want to take back that Star God fragment."

Orikan made a decision immediately.

But how to get it back?

Orikan looked at the holographic projection in front of him, which showed three satellites, one large and two small, orbiting the planet.

Yunzhong City Fortress Monastery.

A heavily guarded fortress filled with the most elite troops of the human empire - the Astartes.

A light flickered in Orrikan's single green eye.

It would definitely not work if he used force, so Orikan ruled out this option first. Gathering the military strength of the entire Sotek Dynasty could certainly defeat the Iron Pagoda Regiment, but according to the Resurrection Agreement, the number of troops he could currently awaken was very limited. Even if he only counted the elite troops, a few Immortals and Destroyers would never be able to break through the human fortress.

Orikan has been awake for thousands of years. He is not one of those Necron nobles whose brains were burned out during his slumber. He knows very well what the power structure of the entire universe is, what kind of military strength the human empire has, and what a Space Marine Chapter means. He has an idea.

Of course, he could also make a reasonable application to the stupid Hierophant of the Resurrection Council, asking for permission to awaken more Necrons. But in that case, he would have to explain the reason, and even if he could get the Star God fragment back, it would most likely not be in his custody.

After all, Orikan is only the chief time sorcerer of the Sotek Dynasty, not the Emperor of the Sotek Dynasty.

Since force doesn't work, we can only use wits.

Got it!

Inspiration suddenly struck Orikan's mind.

He thought of a way.

This method has something to do with that idiot.

"I have to come to your house to borrow something again, Trazyn."

The time warlock's single eye flashed with cunning light.

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The Necron Tomb World, Solemnath.

Among Necron society, Solemnus is renowned for its great museum, where magnificent battle scenes and legendary heroes have been preserved with photohardening technology to recreate countless dazzling moments in history. Even before the Great Hibernation, the collection of wonders of Trazyn the Infinite attracted visitors from nearly every Necron dynasty.

At this moment, in the Battle of Heaven exhibition hall, standing in the middle of the mess, the museum curator was directing his underworld construct to collect the ancient pottery fragments scattered on the ground - these were all deliberately broken by Orikan when he broke into the exhibition hall last time.

Trazyn had cried out in agony over this.

But we have to accept this sad fact.

"This piece belongs to the 12th Dynasty Nihilak."

"This piece belongs to the 30th Dynasty Ogdobik."

Trazyn patiently directed the constructs:
"Patch them up according to the repair protocol."

"grown ups."

At this time, a crypt technician stepped forward:
"A fault alarm has occurred in the MXXIII spare display area. The error number matches the fault protocol you last updated."

"Orekan!"

Trazyn was first shocked and then furious:

"How dare this shameless bastard come back? Is Solomnas a place where he can come and go as he pleases?"

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Large museum, spare exhibition area.

Trazyn stood before a damaged, collapsed gate at the head of his Lych Guard, surrounded by as many Immortals and Destroyers as he could raise without violating the Resuscitation Protocols, and even a Death Mark.

The museum was robbed again.

The thief is the same guy from last time.

However, after inspection, it was found that no exhibits were stolen or damaged this time, which was a blessing in disguise.

"What did he steal?"

Trazyn asked his pavilion director.

"A whole host of Heart-Blocking Scarabs, my Lord."

The person in charge of the exhibition hall said honestly.

What does he want this thing for?

Trazyn couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What many people don't know is that the technological levels among different dynasties of the Necrons are not consistent. Many technologies are unique to a certain dynasty. Although they belong to the same Empire of the Dead, they are never shared with each other.

The Heart-Locking Scarab is one of the many branches of the Underworld Scarab. Many Undead Dynasties have this special technology against alien races, but it happens that the Sotek Dynasty does not have this technology because they never need alien captives.

"What conspiracy is this bastard planning?"

Trazyn slowly squatted down with the Staff of Transference and Annihilation in his hand, gently stroking the ground with his palm, muttering to himself:

"No matter what, I will never let him succeed again!"

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