Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 732 Time Looking Back
Yunzhong City Fortress Monastery.

This fortress occupies a vast area, covering one-third of the surface of Kuitun No. 1 satellite. The construction progress is nearing completion. After the completion of the ninth phase of the project, the fortress monastery of the Iron Pagoda Corps will be completed.

At this time, two workers were walking along the tall outermost wall of the fortress. Both of them were wearing RIG protective suits, proving that they were servants of the Iron Pagoda Regiment.

The stars had just set, and the sunset illuminated the sky red, forming a unique landscape with the huge planet in the sky. The surface of the planet was covered with colorful storm clouds.

Two workers were talking about the scenery in the sky. When they looked away, they were shocked to find that a tall, hunchbacked, half-human, half-snake metal monster was standing in front of them!

"Hello, humans."

Orikan gave a strange bird-like laugh.

Before the two chapter servants could react and draw their weapons, the time warlock waved his hand, and countless fly-like black dots appeared in front of the two chapter servants.

The two of them froze in place for a moment.

It's like being immobilized.

After a while, the two servants gradually regained consciousness. They looked at each other in confusion, as if they didn't understand why they were standing still. They shrugged and scratched their heads, then turned around and continued to move forward.

Orikan's figure had long since disappeared.

The two regiment servants had no idea that there was a strange metal snake with a human face and a golden crown standing in front of them.

……

In a desolate asteroid belt.

A strangely shaped warship is hidden here.

Scythe-class harvester, the Zodiac's Fury.

This desolate area is billions of kilometers away from the Kuitun Death World, far beyond the patrol range of the Space Marine warships, but this will not affect the remote control of the Time Warlock at all.

The Mindshackle Scarab communicates with its Necromancer through dimensional beams. These signals travel through dimensional rifts, across the vast void, and indirectly manipulate the victim's mind at the hands of a will far away.

Orrickan spread all the Heartlock Scarabs he had stolen from Trazyn into the Fortress Monastery. His first order was "Spread". These nanomechanical beetles quietly invaded one human brain after another and firmly entrenched in them, servants, technicians, cooks... Through these controlled humans, the basic layout of the Cloud City Fortress Monastery was soon presented to Orrickan.

Trazyn's gadget is pretty useful.

Inside the captain's cabin of the Zodiac's Wrath.

Orrickan studied the holographic projection in front of him.

With its magnificent ground buildings and vast underground space, this Space Marine fortress was larger and more complex than he had imagined. However, some places in this holographic projection were still blank, and those were areas that mortals were forbidden to enter. Through this holographic projection, the Time Warlock could not find where the Star God fragments were hidden.

This is a foreseeable situation.

Since the Space Marine named "Qingshan Khan" could capture the Star God fragments in his own way, it was obvious that he also knew what it was to a certain extent - although his superficial knowledge was most likely not as profound as that of the Necrons, he was unlikely to let ordinary mortals get in touch with that thing, and these mortals might not even know that the Star God fragments existed.

The fortress has some mysterious areas and rooms.

Only Space Marines are eligible to enter.

"Try to control a Space Marine."

Orikan quickly issued a second order.

……

Cloud City Fortress Monastery, living area.

A Space Marine came out of the sauna area barefoot, wiping his wet hair. He was wearing a brown double-breasted waistcoat. He walked through the stone archway and into another area under the towering dome. There were floor-to-ceiling mirrors on the walls and several chapter servants were waiting here respectfully.

The Space Marine sat down on a large leather chair, his chest still panting from training, and pink scars that had just healed on his exposed skin.

"Shall I spruce you up, my Lord?"

A Chapter Servant stood behind him and asked.

The Space Marine nodded.

The Chapter Servant quickly put the cloth over the apron, took out a sharp razor and scissors, and evenly smeared the foam on the stubble on the Space Marine's chin. The Space Marine adjusted his breathing and slowly closed his eyes.

As the Chapter Servant began to shave his beard with great concentration, some tiny black particles came out of his ear holes, along his neck, shoulders, arms, and arms, all the way to the blade at the end of his fingers, climbed up the Space Marine's cheeks and drilled into his ears.

The Space Marine was originally resting with his eyes closed.

Suddenly his eyes opened wide.

The next second, the Space Marine waved his hand to knock the scissors and razors out of the hands of the chapter servant, turned around from the chair, grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air.

"What the hell did you do, traitor?"

The Space Marine glared at the Chapter servant and questioned angrily.

……

“Ah… fuck!”

In the captain's room of the sickle-class harvester ship Wrath of the Zodiac, Orikan waved his hand irritably to turn off the holographic projection.

There was actually some kind of nano-mechanical virus in the body of the Space Marine of the Iron Pagoda. After the nano-mechanical virus detected the presence of the Heart-Locking Scarab, it quickly gathered from all parts of the body to destroy the Heart-Locking Scarab that invaded the body. The whole process was like a nano-mechanical pathogen encountering a nano-mechanical white blood cell, and being destroyed very easily.

This situation was far beyond Orikan's expectations.

"Humans actually have this kind of technology?"

Orikan felt that he seemed to have underestimated the other party.

But the worst case scenario isn't even this.

Orikan could see through the perspectives of other infected people: at this moment, red lights were flashing in the entire fortress and alarms were blaring. Defense mechanisms began to operate, and fully armed Space Marines were pouring out of various passages... Humans had been alarmed, and they would raise the alert level across the board. No matter what means were used afterwards, the difficulty of the invasion would increase exponentially.

A Space Marine in fine power armor slowly emerged from the dark passage. There was a gorgeous relief of a nine-headed sea serpent on his shoulder armor. His scarlet eyepieces stared coldly at Orikan, who was strangled by the neck and held in the air... No, he was staring at the chapter servant, but Orikan had a vague feeling that the person he was staring at seemed to be himself.

That being the case...

Orrickan ran his fingers over the locket chain around his neck.

"Back in time."

……

Cloud City Fortress Monastery, living area.

The Space Marine sat down on a large leather chair, his chest still panting from training, and pink scars that had just healed on his exposed skin.

"Shall I fix your appearance, my Lord?"

A Chapter Servant stood behind him and asked.

The Space Marine nodded.

Ten minutes later, the Space Marine opened his eyes, touched his cleanly shaved chin and cheeks, and his neatly trimmed hair in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, stood up and patted the shoulder of the Chapter Servant behind him:

"Thanks, Tony."

"It would be an honor to serve you, my lord."

The Chapter Servants respectfully escorted the Space Marines away.

After confirming that the Space Marines had left the hall, the Chapter Servant turned to face the other Chapter Servant and said:
"Find out where Qingshan Khan is."

……

Kuitun-1 satellite.

The Scythe-class harvester's inertia-free engine was fully powered, and it reached the vicinity of the huge satellite in just a few minutes. For most creatures in this universe, the Necron warship appeared suddenly without any signs. This was the ultimate speed that carbon-based creatures could never reach.

The Necromancer released something.

A stream of emerald green light rushed into the satellite's atmosphere.

Then it gradually turned into a hazy yellow-white flame.

The rib-shaped crew cabin of the Ghost Ark was exposed to the cold universe. Ice crystals condensed on the two rows of Destroyers in front of Orikan, and burned into steam during the deceleration process. Air molecules compressed and gathered in front of the leading Destroyer, causing the atmosphere around the bow of the Ark to burn into a bright shroud, scorching the faces and body paint of the front row of soldiers.

Orikan sat on the control seat in the middle of the Ghost Ark. In front of him were two rows of ten Destroyers, five Six-Seal Destroyers and five Snake Destroyers. This was the maximum force Orikan could awaken without alerting the Resurrection Council. Although he did not expect these forces to break through the fortress, they could distract them to a certain extent and attract their attention.

Ten Destroyers...

Orikan thought to himself:
That's enough to give these Space Marines a hard time.

The Destroyers are not cannon fodder soldiers like the Necromancers who have low intelligence and need to rely on high-level Necromancers for command. The Destroyers have complete intelligence and independent personality. It's just that these nihilists who hate organic life forms extremely are too violent and crazy in the eyes of other Necromancers. Many Necromancers want to regain their flesh and blood, but the Destroyers are different. They intend to "purify" all organic life in the universe.

Since there was no way to steal it quietly, Orikan had to use force - find Qingshan Khan himself and force him to hand over the Star God fragment by force. This was the most direct way. Through the servants of the warband infected by the Heart-Chasing Scarab, the Time Warlock had learned the general layout of the fortress monastery, which created favorable conditions for him to find the Space Marine.

"You attack the fort's main gate."

Orikan gave orders to the Destroyers:

"If the casualties are too great, you can retreat."

"Yes, my lord."

The Destroyer Captain responded grimly.

……

"Qingshan Khan is in the conference room."

A message came from the infected Chapter servants.

“Hiss…Snap!”

Reality was torn apart with a piercing roar, and a blazing light illuminated a dark passage in the Cloud City Fortress Monastery. It was a simple, direct and brutal transmission.

The Prophet appeared in the passage.

Almost the moment he appeared in the passage, Orikan sensed the approaching danger and immediately locked onto the threat - a wolf spider sentry cannon hidden in the ceiling above his head.

The logic program of the Thinker system of the automatic sentry gun also locked onto him, and within two seconds of his sudden appearance in the passage, two red beams shot out from the muzzle of the twin laser cannon.

Orikan turned back time for one second, and quickly weaved the Zikansus Prism Seal with his hands, transforming the two straight red lasers into harmless distorted light bands that drifted away.

As Orrickan wove the seal with his hands, his Staff of Tomorrow floated beside him. After neutralizing the laser attack, the Time Warlock grasped the Staff of Tomorrow and thrust it upwards. The tip of the staff easily pierced the shell of the cannon, and the released electric current scorched the bionic cortex layer of the Thinker's system.

"Alien!"

An Iron Pagoda warrior appeared from behind the corner holding a plasma incinerator. Orikan slowed down his perception of time again, and the Space Marines in his eyes became slow motion like a stop-motion animation, and his fingers slowly pulled the trigger bit by bit... After Orikan finished analyzing, he read out an equation, and the blue coil surrounding the plasma weapon suddenly became brighter, brighter than white.

"boom!"

Before the Space Marine could fully pull the trigger, the Plasma Incinerator in his hand exploded. The plasma gas mass that instantly expanded engulfed him, and he was hit hard against the wall behind him by the impact of the explosion, and then fell to the ground helplessly. The front of the power armor was charred, and the life and death of the warrior in the armor was unknown.

Orikan lifted his foot and stepped over the Space Marine's legs lying on the ground with the Staff of Tomorrow, and continued to walk forward. Suddenly, he heard a weak groan, and the prophet stopped.

Then he squatted down, staring with his green eye at the cracked three-layer composite armor on the Space Marine's chest, and the sophisticated mechanical structures inside the cracks that were wriggling and recovering.

"Living metal?"

Orikan said in surprise.

Dead God, he actually saw the living metal of the Necrons in a Space Marine's power armor? Orrikan was a little confused for a moment.

The time sorcerer recalled the scene he had recreated using time magic in the cave of that ice world: Qingshan Khan had bewitched the Star God fragment, and then used a transparent cube to easily contain the Star God fragment.

This Space Marine's knowledge of Necron technology may be much more than he imagined.

A light flickered in Orrikan's single green eye.

……

"Oh!"

Orikan kicked open the door to the conference room.

"Qingshan Khan!"

Orikan spoke loudly in Gothic:

"Thief of the Emperor, hand over the C'tan fragment, and all the knowledge you have stolen from the Necrons!"

All eyes in the conference room turned to lock on the Necromancer in an instant, and he was also sizing up the situation in the spacious room: Qingshan Khan was sitting at the end of a long table, facing the door, with two rows of seated Space Marines on both sides of the table. These Space Marines were all wearing fine power armor with different exquisite reliefs on their right shoulder armor.

Then Orikan saw that things had changed.

A raging flame suddenly burst out from the gap in a Space Marine's armor, and his head turned into a burning white skull in the flame. A large amount of gray-white shrouds poured out from the gap in a Space Marine's armor and wrapped his whole body. A bright white light bloomed in the eyepiece under the hood. A Space Marine disappeared from his seat, a Space Marine drew out the scepter from his waist, and a Space Marine began to silently recite a spell...

The breath of psychic energy.

The aura of numerous psychics filled the entire conference room, which was one of the most hated feelings of the Necrons.

"It's not good..."

Orikan said to himself.

Qingshan Khan sat firmly in his seat, tilting his head and looking at the Necrons outside the door with curiosity and doubt:
"The prophet... Orikan?"

"Back in time."

Sensing that the situation was not particularly favorable to him, Orrik did not hesitate to activate the time rewind once again before this group of strange Space Marines took collective action.

……

"Qingshan Khan is in the conference room."

A message came from the infected Chapter servants.

"Continue to monitor his whereabouts."

Orikan gave the order.

ten minutes later.

Message from the Infected Chapter Servant:

"Qingshan Khan went to the training cage."

……

"Oh!"

Oerlikon kicked open the door of the training cage.

"Qingshan Khan!"

Orikan shouted angrily:
"Thief of the Emperor, hand over the C'tan fragment, and all the knowledge you have stolen from the Necrons!"

This time things are different.

In this large training cage filled with various mechanisms, which looked like a martial arts arena, there were no other Space Marines present, only three humans: Qingshan Khan and two human women. Qingshan Khan did not even wear power armor, and the three of them were all wearing tight black thin clothes.

Qingshan Khan was very close to one of the human women, and seemed to be instructing some kind of fighting action. Seeing the Necrons break in, the three of them were stunned.

Qingshan Khan tilted his head and frowned as he looked at the time wizard. His puzzled expression was exactly the same as when he was in the conference room. He spoke in an uncertain tone:
"The prophet... Orikan?"

"You heard me."

Orrikan raised his metal chin haughtily.

The next second, something strange happened.

A large amount of white smoke and black mist suddenly appeared around the bodies of the two human women. With the strange crackling sounds of bones deforming and muscles stretching, their bodies began to drastically mutate. One of them became tall and her skin was red, and the other had black tears flowing from her eyes. Long, curved and multi-sectioned horns emerged from their hair, and hoofed feet, bat wings, arrow-shaped tails... all appeared through their tight black clothes.

The dead god...

Once again, Orrickan was shocked.

The Iron Pagoda Chapter's fortress monastery actually has two Daemon Hosts in its care? Is this still a Loyalist Astartes Chapter? Is this a Chaos lair?
Qingshan Khan was still standing there, observing.

The two demon hosts were already gearing up to move their necks, wrists and ankles left and right. The next second, there was a loud bang, and two circles of cracks appeared in the middle of the dojo mat. The two demon hosts disappeared on the spot.

Orikan immediately slowed down his perception of time.

After time slowed down a hundred times, Orikan finally saw the figures of the two demon hosts hovering in the air with their fists raised backwards. Even so, they were still approaching him at an extremely fast speed, and the powerful oppressive feeling they brought was no less than any Chaos Daemon the Time Warlock had encountered in the Webway - these were definitely not ordinary demon hosts!

Just when the clenched fists of the two demon hosts were 3.2 millimeters away from the metal face of the Necromancer.

"Back in time."

Once again, Orikan cast his spell.

……

"Qingshan Khan is in the weapons room now."

Message from the infected Chapter servants.

"Sizzsssssssssss..."

Orikan slowly swung the Staff of Tomorrow in his hand, and the high temperature at the tip of the staff melted the thick plastic-steel composite hatch.

"Qingshan Khan!"

Orikan gnashed his teeth and said:

"Thief of the Emperor, hand over the C'tan fragment, and all the knowledge you have stolen from the Necrons!"

Oerlikon kicked open the irregular cut on the metal hatch and stepped into the weapons room.

Very good, Qingshan Khan was the only one in the weapons room, no other Space Marines, no women who could transform. Qingshan Khan stood in front of a black power armor with a hideous and evil shape, and seemed to be wiping and maintaining his armor. The only strange thing was that Qingshan Khan was not applying maintenance oil, but blood from his wrist.

Qingshan Khan turned around in surprise and looked at the Necrons that broke in. His face changed and he exclaimed:
"The prophet... Orikan?"

"Humph."

Orikan laughed coldly.

He picked up the Staff of Tomorrow and strode forward.

Then he saw an unexpected scene:
The black power armor covered with spikes, scales and horns seemed to come alive. A huge crack like a sharp tooth suddenly appeared on the front of the armor, and it leaned over to completely wrap up and swallow Qingshan Khan.

"Om-"

Two scarlet lights flashed through the power armor's eyepiece.

"Wow!"

Behind the armor, wide, dark golden bat wings spread out.

After Qingshan Khan entered the pitch-black power armor, he "swish" spread out the five curved hooked fingers on his two palms, then quickly bent his body and crawled on the ground, hooking his limbs on the floor like some kind of animal and pulling back hard. At the same time, the metal bat wings behind him flapped violently, a harsh sound was heard, and several deep scratches appeared on the stone floor.

"Whoosh-"

The black-armored warrior rushed forward and attacked in the blink of an eye.

Orrickan subconsciously raised the Staff of Tomorrow to block.

He slowed down time two hundred times, and the ferocious and violent figure of Qingshan Khan waving his claws was frozen in the air in front of him, less than half a meter away from his body. Taking advantage of the slowed-down time perception, Oerlikon's neural network worked at high speed to think about countermeasures, and finally chose the most perfect dodge action: turn his upper body sideways and twist it slightly to avoid it.

Time perception returns to normal.

"Shh-"

Qingshan Khan swung his claws in the air, and the sharp blade on his fingertips was only one or two micrometers away from the face of the time wizard, but he missed it by a hair's breadth. However, what Orikan didn't expect was that after Qingshan Khan swung his claws in the air and lost his center of gravity, he rolled in mid-air with the inertia of the forward rush, and the metal bat wings behind him cut into his head like a sharp scimitar.

After all, Orrikan was a time sorcerer who studied science, not a lychee guard who practiced martial arts. He didn't know that Qingshan Khan's killing moves were always linked one after another.

The dark golden bat wing instantly cut off the Staff of Tomorrow he raised, split his left upper arm with a scream of broken metal and sparks of arcing electricity, and pierced his chest diagonally and began to cut continuously. Orikan felt it pierce into his core reactor, and in a flash of sharp light, battery acid and reactor coolant gushed out, splashing on the opponent's terrifying mask with a hissing sound like hot oil.

“Crack!”

The time warlock was scattered into pieces.

The solution seeping out of the cross section flowed along the floor.

The head on the ground of Orikan chanted a spell.

The other intact arm connected to the torso suddenly twisted more than 180 degrees, supporting himself on the floor and turning his body over. His half-broken legs trembled and he jumped up to kick the black-armored warrior's claws that were swinging at him again, pushing himself away from the opponent and then crawling quickly.

As he crawled forward, the mechanical body heated up rapidly, the broken parts were re-welded together, a strange mist rose from the broken vertebrae in his spine, and countless thick and thin cables twisted to find and connect with each other, like maggots that had smelled the flesh and blood of their companions.

The staff that was broken into two pieces was also combined into one.

“Is this also a rebirth protocol?”

Qingshan Khan asked curiously while standing there.

Orikan had no time to answer his question.

After his body recovered, he uttered a word.

"Back in time."

……

The Chapter Master's Office in the Cloud City Fortress Monastery.

"Oh!"

Ourikan kicked open the office door.

"Qingshan...Khan!"

The time wizard repeated word for word:
"Thief of the Emperor, hand over the C'tan fragment, and all the knowledge you have stolen from the Necrons!"

The Space Marine behind the desk looked up in surprise:

"The prophet... Orikan?"

"Finally, I finally found this timeline."

Orikan walked into the office step by step.

There were no other Space Marines, no women who could transform, no power armor that bound demons. Qingshan Khan was sitting here alone, and even... even the cube containing the fragments of the Star God was placed on his desk!
Everything is just right.

In this case, there is no need for negotiation.

The moment he saw the fragment of the Star God, Orikan made an immediate decision without giving the other party any time to react. The Time Warlock swung his Staff of Tomorrow, and countless thick Tesla lightning bolts suddenly burst out from the tip of the staff. The entire room was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it. The electric storm passed through the air at an extremely fast speed and went straight to Qingshan Khan.

The large and heavy solid wood desk was blown into pieces along with the documents on the desk with a "bang" the moment it was touched by the lightning storm. Qingshan Khan, who was standing behind the desk, seemed to be stunned by Orikan's all-out killing move. He still sat there motionless, with dozens of thick, winding arcs of electricity connecting to his body.

However, the imagined situation of Qingshan Khan being blown to pieces on the spot did not occur, and even the situation of his flesh and blood being scorched and his armor being melted did not occur. All these Tesla lightning bolts disappeared on the surface of the power armor, as if they were absorbed by something! Small arcs of electricity spread all over the surface of his armor, but he himself remained unharmed.

what's the situation?
Orikan was stunned for a second.

The next second, the "lightning" in the middle of the lightning eagle wing relief on Qingshan Khan's chest suddenly lit up, and a straight and thick golden-white laser beam instantly shot out from the lightning badge on his chest and headed straight for the Time Warlock.

The pure, intense light filled Orrickan's field of vision, refracting and scattering through the prism of his visual system, shattering the world in his eyes into rainbow-colored prisms.

The golden-white beam hit his head, shattering his golden headdress, melting his living metal, and drilling straight into the precious nerve pathways in his skull.

There was no pre-match session with harsh words exchanged.

There is no back-and-forth attack.

When masters fight, victory or defeat depends on a hair's breadth.

Feeling his memory storage starting to smoke, Orikan ignored the high temperature alarm in his cranial cavity and once again slowed down his perception of time, slowing it down by ten thousand times.

The golden-white beam continued to drill into his metal head, but it went slower and slower until it finally stopped completely. The severe pain in his cranial cavity also stopped in the blink of an eye. The whole world froze, and the beam turned into a straight and dazzling bridge connecting Qingshan Khan's chest and his own forehead.

Time almost froze at this moment.

But Orikan's thoughts did not stop.

Orrickan had formulated the spell in his mind, and to ensure that the spell would not be distorted by the extreme heat in his head, he chanted the spell through a vibrator at the end of his tail.

"Back in time."

……

The Chapter Master's Office in the Cloud City Fortress Monastery.

"crunch..."

Orikan gently pushed open the office door.

"Qingshan Khan."

Orikan stood at the door calmly and said:

"I swear this is the last time I will use time reversal. I will never underestimate you again. I admit that you are a very difficult enemy. You are the most difficult human being I have ever met."

At this moment, Orrikan's head cooling system was running at full speed at triple power, and a drop of condensation flowed out of his golden headdress and slid down his long cheek.

"Fuck, where did the Necrons come from?"

Qingshan Khan, who was behind the desk, looked up in surprise:

"Wait, you look like... the Prophet Orikan?"

"Although I don't know from what channel you learned these things, you have obviously heard of my name."

Orikan walked into the office holding his staff:
"Then you should have heard of my other two titles: the Prophecy Maker and the Architect of Time. My people call me that. I got these two titles because I am different from all the mortals in this universe who call themselves 'prophet' and 'fortune teller' - when you can reshape the future at will, what is the need for prediction?"

Fu Qinghai frowned slightly.

He placed his palm on the Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword.

Ourikan laughed at this.

"I prefer to look directly into the future rather than guide it. For example, just now, I had thirty-six opportunities to use the Staff of Tomorrow to attack you, but not once was I able to bypass your defense and avoid being counterattacked by you. I don't know much about the art of weapon combat, but I think your martial arts are indeed extraordinary, perhaps comparable to the Three Holy Guards of the Silent King."

Orikan stopped in front of his desk:

"Perhaps you don't know what the Silent King is, or what the Three Holy Guards are. You just need to know that this is a compliment, and it is my full recognition of your strength."

"Master Ourikan came to see me this time..."

Fu Qinghai's eyes were fixed on the Necrons:

"I'm afraid it's not to compliment me?"

When did this guy sneak in? Are the guards of the Yunzhong City Fortress Monastery so lax? I had no experience with this guy before, so why did he suddenly come to my house? Fu Qinghai's heart was in a state of confusion.

"Of course, of course."

Orikan laughed a hoarse, bird-like laugh:
"I have only one request here, Qingshan Khan, to return the Star God fragment on your table to me. This thing belongs to us Necrons. It is not something you should touch, nor is it something you can master."

As expected, because of the Star God fragments...

Fu Qinghai was about to speak.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse."

Orikan raised his hand to interrupt him:
"You may not know that when I stepped into this room, it was already the fifth time I met you. The warriors under your command have their own unique skills. You have two demon hosts. You also have a set of power armor that binds demons, right? I know all your secrets clearly."

After Orikan finished speaking, he stared at Qingshan Khan, trying to get some clues from his expression. Sure enough, when he said the words "demon host" and "demon armor", Qingshan Khan's face changed slightly.

Orikan began to use psychological tactics.

There was no way out. After being defeated five times in a row, he had developed a psychological trauma towards Qingshan Khan. He didn't know how many hidden tricks Qingshan Khan had yet to use, and whether there would be new traps waiting for him if he tried again.

"Indeed, I admit that you have a lot of cards up your sleeve, and they bother me a lot - but that's all. Look, I'm still standing in front of you, which means that your methods didn't work in the end. Your cards have a limit, but my time can go back endlessly."

Orikan spread out his palms and said:

"So, I've given you the best option. You give me the Star God fragment and end this boring game."

Is it really endless?

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

Can Orikan use time rewind infinitely?
Fu Qinghai began to have doubts in his heart.

Seeing Qingshan Khan's face full of doubt, Orikan also became nervous - because his time rewinding ability could not be used infinitely, but the other party obviously did not know how many times he could use it - just as he did not know whether Qingshan Khan still had some hidden tricks that he had not used.

This turned into a gambling game. The fragment of the Star God was placed on the desk in front of them, but neither of them looked at the cube. Instead, they stared at each other's eyes (eyepieces), guessing in their hearts how big their opponent's trump card was.

The situation seems to be at a stalemate.

at this time.

"Jiu!"

A green ray suddenly penetrated the half-open door of the room and hit Orrickan right on the back. The time warlock was caught off guard and stumbled forward, with a large defect on his back - it was the damage caused by the Gaussian fission ray.

Fu Qinghai didn't know what was going on, but he took this opportunity to pick up the orange cube on the table and hugged it into his arms. He rolled over and hid between two rows of bookcases and shouted loudly to the communication device next to his neck armor:

"The Chapter Master's office has been attacked!"

"Hello, astrologer."

A slow voice came from outside the door.

A hunchbacked Necromancer wearing a metal hood walked in, accompanied by a whole team of lich guards. The Necromancer looked up at the entire Chapter Master's office, seemingly thinking and analyzing what was worth collecting here, while teasing unceremoniously:
"After all this time, you stole my Heart-Locking Scarabs just to use them to steal other people's things... Tsk tsk, you barbarian from Sotek, do you think that you can make these Heart-Locking Scarabs completely yours by rewriting my control program? You underestimate Nihilak's technology too much."

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