Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

"There is nothing in the world other than the land of the Three Saint Kings." (Language of the Necrophobe)

Yifeng received the response from the other party, which surprised him, especially the Death Watch alien expert think tank that was summoned.

"What is the meaning of this message?"

"It's going to take some time to crack."

Yifeng really doesn't want to fight with the other party, and being able to communicate is the best news.

While the news was being exchanged, the Necrons' frigates had already formed their formation. We only had one huge warship that was visible, and the other party used wolf pack tactics to surround the People's Light.

As usual, Old General Zahodek recognized the opponent as another Necrontyr, and the huge battleship in front of him, needless to say, must be the flagship of the opponent's Necrontyr, and the commander must be a Necrontyr noble.

The Necrontyr's wars have two sets of rules. In internal wars, such as competing for an important resource, the nobles participating in the competition will command the arranged armies according to the rules and conduct a war under the rules.

There is no need for the nobles to personally rush to the front line and lead troops to attack. In their system, the combat effectiveness of the civilian army directly shows the loyalty of the governance, population size and combat effectiveness of the nobles' subordinates. The weapons and equipment show the overall industrial capabilities of the world under their command.

If you lose within the rules, you will probably lose if you don't follow the rules.

But when it comes to aliens, the Necrontyr will attack them with all their weapons.

The conventional technology of the Necrons is not extremely powerful. In the early days, just like the Tau, they slowly colonized the real world in flying tomb bags. Later, the engines were strengthened, but they did not take the step of non-inertial engines. In the Battle of Heaven, most of the territory was lost to the Ancient Holy Hammer. What really makes them strong is the well-fed Star God.

After the Star Gods tricked them into transforming their bodies into machines, they devoured the souls of the entire clan and became extremely powerful. The knowledge they imparted to the Necron also armed these undead warriors. But remember, it is the Star God who can completely ignore the rules of physics, including the fragments of the Star God after being stabbed in the back. The weapons made from these fragments are the real core of the Necron's combat power.

In the eyes of the old general, the Star God fragment weapon is a new powerful weapon invented by young scientists. It is perfect for destroying the rebel nobles in front of you.

Another message was transmitted from the huge ship, "The Silent King will always win in every battle!"

How could Yifeng give up using words to interfere with the other party? Typical of the top is hooking shoulders and back and bragging, but the bottom is kicking the legs and wiping out descendants.

"Obilon, where's the message they sent?"

"Obilon, talk back!" The old general's direct order activated the mandatory order of the mechanical protocol. Seeing the "abnormality" of his men, he felt very strange.

"They say the Lord of Silence is victorious."

"Lord of Silence?"

"哐~" The fierce attack of the People's Light's secondary battery exploded on the surface of the Tsuka-class battleship. The active metal began to operate and repair itself. The Necromancer's counterattack beam was blocked by the subspace shield. The power of the Star God ignored any real rules, and only Psionically related weapons can be used against the C'tan.

Another message came, and this time, Obilon evaded it with the art of being unable to speak, "Sharek is victorious!"

"Tell them to cease fire. We are also here to clear out the rebels. In addition, let them stop speaking in damn dialects."

Yifeng and the others received a reply from the old general, but they had no idea what it meant. It was extremely difficult to decipher the complex communications of the undead.

But there was still an answer, and Yifeng obviously felt that there was a problem, so...

Text message bombing! Repeatedly refresh the screen, "Salek, the Silent King, is victorious in every battle." That's it.

On the other side, Obilon felt something was wrong and left secretly, preparing to adjust the language conversion device.

This is not the first time that the old general mistook the language of other species as a dialect. It's just that this is the first time that there are enemies that cannot be destroyed in a short period of time.

"Obilon, whose territory is this?"

The loyal servant who was sneaking out was stopped by saying, "No nobles have declared their occupation here."

"Are they a civilian army?" The mechanical circuit quickly corrected the problem, "No, this ship cannot be owned by civilians."

As a versatile talent who is proficient in both governance and warfare, Zahodek also knows a lot about the economy. He does not think that this is a warship that an ordinary dynasty can build. It is just a shield that can cover the entire ship and withstand the bombardment of the warship's main gun. , it is definitely expensive stuff.

"I want to talk to their leader and prepare a communication platform. You accompany me." Obilon immediately issued an order to prepare for a beheading operation and deceive the enemy leader.

The old general regarded the enemy as the Necrontyr nobles, and Obilon was not stupid, and he had no martial ethics when dealing with aliens.

At this time, the technical sergeant's communications were almost overwhelming the former command post.

"The shield is about to expire. It is recommended to jump immediately."

"Commander! The sixth module shield is on fire! It will take a long time to repair..."

......

The main guns of both sides exchanged several hits, and the People's Light's shield was the first to fail.

"Prepare to enter the subspace. After leaving the battlefield, lock here. The technical sergeant will restore power to the main gun and shield system as soon as possible. You piss me off. You can't even think about living a peaceful life."

Just when the People's Light was about to tear open the subspace rift, the Necrons sent a message in human language, which roughly meant a meeting.

A very luxurious flying platform in the art of Necrontyr flew out. It was in the shape of an inverted triangle. It was suspended above the tomb-class battleship and could be teleported into the battleship at any time.

(The old general is still in the memory of Necrontyr. He does not feel that he is immortal. He is still afraid that his opponent will be bombarded because he does not have martial ethics.)

Zahodek did not relax his vigilance. The frigates that originally surrounded the People's Light like a pack of wolves were gathering back to form a defensive formation.

Observing this phenomenon, Kazanev sharpened his knife.

"Commander, how do you know they will raise a platform for us to fight?"

"...I mean the platform is metaphor, metaphor!"

Kazanev is looking forward to the war platform that Yifeng just told him. He has not fought against the Necron yet. The only information he received was of the deaths of his brothers in the Death Watch.

Nine of the group of soldiers who went to Death Watch to "study abroad" participated in the battle against the undead and all died.

"What is my mission? I have to do something."

Can the group champion still be idle?

Li Anjun volunteered to disguise himself as the captain and go to see what tricks the other party was playing.

"Division Commander, this is a good opportunity to delay time. It will take a long time to repair the main gun and shield."

"William, give up your Gray Claw idea." Yifeng glanced at Kazaniv, "It's a good idea to let the terminators and teleportation think tanks go, but facing them, there are ten thousand ways to prevent your subspace teleportation. method."

"I'll go there myself. Kazanev, you follow me."

Yifeng broke free from William's restraints and interrupted Enke's communication.

"Chapter Commander! This is too dangerous. We have the ability to fight them."

"That's why I dare to go. Strength is the capital, the capital that prevents the other party from messing around."

When two undead dynasties encounter each other, they have a higher chance of negotiating. It just so happens that we are not weak.

The slow real-life physical vehicle made the old general a little unhappy. I have prepared the transmission platform. Why do you want to fly over, are you afraid that I will not follow martial ethics? Or are you prepared not to follow martial ethics?

"Open the shield and show our attitude." Obilon said.

(Because of the active metal, the shield of the undead is useless. The use of this ancient technology in rituals is a hint that I am wary of you, just like the heavy pumpkin hammer, which is generally used in sacrificial rituals)

The transport ship slowly stopped above, and then, a long sword fell down, passed through the light green shield, and landed on the seat belonging to the negotiating partner.

Obilon protected the old general, but the long metal did not explode.

Afterwards, several adamantine warriors landed in the open space.

Yifeng picked up the long sword and slowly inserted it into the ceremonial scabbard on his waist. Now his whole body is covered with simple decorations. He has tried his best to decorate according to the aesthetics of the Necrons, and he looks very charming.

The surrounding undead all raised their Gauss guns. Kazanev was the first to fall, holding up the storm shield. This thing could only block one shot at the cost of its own deconstruction.

Looking around, the opponent's ceremonial team looked neat and tidy. On the huge floating throne in the middle, sat a "finely crafted" undead wearing ceremonial robes. His body was larger and harder than ordinary warriors. Everything about him was the most powerful. Okay, ordinary undead can be easily crushed to death with just metal hands.

Before Yifeng landed firmly on the ground, the old general's eyes narrowed, and the figure of Yifeng in front of him immediately changed.

"Welcome, I am Zahedek, and I am here to collect resources on the king's orders."

Yifeng's face was full of doubts. How could the Necron be easy to talk to now?

"I am Yifeng, the slayer of Mistambol, the exile of Karn, the destroyer of Nidhel... the master of this star field." Yifeng announced a long list It's a bad name, it's just delaying time, you know.

The old general listened carefully. Although he didn't recognize the dead people Yifeng mentioned, he felt that those were the names of the enemies he destroyed.

Zahodek said in human language: "I hope to talk to you about this war as soon as possible, but I hope you will first explain the origin of the key in your hand."

In hand? key?

The old general stared at the cross sword in Yifeng's hand, while Yifeng's head was covered with black lines.

Tell me, is this the key? Did I get a key to kill monsters across the galaxy?

The quality of your Necron keys is really good.

"No, let's talk about the war first. Why do you want to invade my people and destroy my territory for no reason?"

As soon as he heard "my people", the old general suddenly understood that the malnourished Necrontyrs before were his people, and the people wearing shabby shells that looked useless should be his soldiers.

"This lord, you keep saying you are loyal to the Silent King, why are your people traitors! You are not worthy of holding the Key of Herek."

Lord, the Key of Herek... Yifeng's head is spinning rapidly. Is this guy in front of him mentally ill? Forget it, make up stories and lie!

"I really don't deserve it. I know nothing about it. It's just one of the things I inherited from the previous lord. You say my people are traitors. What evidence do you have?"

"Evidence? Why don't they serve the Silent King? What kind of emperor are they shouting for? Under the current war situation, hiding in a simple and weird shelter..."

"Emperor is a name. My last lord's name was Emperor. His people loved him. Is there any problem?"

The person who is panicking now is not Kazanev who is listening in the audience, nor the two parties involved in the chat, but Obilon.

It's bad, two lunatics are facing each other.

He gently fiddled with his war scythe and looked at the old general's arsenal.

The overlord basically has weapons with fragments of the Star God, and his generals can also equip them with some. However, the level of the general's subordinates is a bit different. He needs a phase weapon to ensure the success of the attack.

"Love him? Haha." The old general's mechanical body made a weird sound, the kind of half-dead laughter that belonged to the Necrontyr.

"Don't try to deceive me. I have encountered too many such rebels and destroyed too many. I am talking to you so much just for the sake of the Key of Herek."

Obilon whispered in the ear of the old general: "General, he should be the culprit who stole the Key of Herek. The last time I saw it was when the Council of the Three Saints was convened."

"You are not the true owner of the Key of Herek. You are a despicable thief. You are not worthy of being a noble. Put away those ridiculous decorations. You are simply..."

Yifeng seemed to understand something. This guy seemed to regard us as one of his own, "Why, we don't deserve the attention of King Silence. We accept it, but you said that I don't deserve to be a noble. I want to ask you, what do you think of these things?" People living in this place, who should we serve? Who should we support?"

The old general was doubtful, "What do you mean when you say you don't deserve King Silence's attention?"

"We are the descendants of exiles. I don't know how many generations of exiles. It has been too long. No one remembers why our ancestors were exiled. They died tragically. There is not even a monument or tomb (in Necrontyr culture, this is very important) ), we keep working hard because we want to build a resting place of our own."

If Obilon had a body now, he would definitely be heartbroken. Are you worthy of touching us?

"You are so high above us, you are across the galaxy, but you have not paid attention to us, not at all! When our ancestors passed away, they left nothing behind. We only know the tomb. Before we see you again, we don't even know what the tomb should look like. , we can only build it ourselves. The giant pointed cone buildings you see, the simple, riddled, and loophole-ridden buildings (hives), are what we are trying to restore from the only remaining descriptions and records of our ancestors. That noble resting place.”

"You call that..."

"Yes, we failed. You think it's funny when you look at it. The superiors think we are a joke and disrespectful to the King of Silence. However, we tried our best and tried our best. No one, not even one, told us What should be done. Now, we finally have our own spaceship. We went on pilgrimage and were massacred. We went to inquire and were massacred. Tell me, why on earth don’t you give ordinary civilians a way to survive? We just want to You know, what should we be like?”

Yifeng felt that he was about to make up a complete story line.

"You mean, you are not a noble, just a... civilian leader?" Zahedek felt that today was ridiculous enough.

Yifeng became even more excited, "Nobles? My family has been the leader of these common people for generations. Now I hold the key of Herek. Why do you say that I am not a noble?"

The old general smiled, at least he thought so, "I have a way to get your family accepted by the nobility, as long as you are willing to be loyal to me."

"No, I will not abandon my people."

"No, no, no, newcomers, accepting you means accepting your people. They will be treated as ordinary people and will no longer be labeled as exiles. Look at you, how thin and primitive you are. Look again. Look at my soldiers, every one of you can be like them in the future!”

Zahedek thought for a while, and one thing was true. The other party's strength was strong enough. If he joined his command, his position in the political arena would be further consolidated.

"This will take some time. At the beginning, while you have not been recognized by other nobles, your people cannot appear in this form... They can temporarily use the identity of the servant army under our Sotec Dynasty."

As Yifeng chatted, he felt something was wrong. Is this guy sleeping in his head?

"How do I trust you? How do you trust me? This is an eternal question." In order to delay time, Yifeng decided to give him a little more difficulty.

When the old general heard this, he wanted to hand over his certificate. Is there any Necrontyr who doesn't want to join our Great Sotec Dynasty?

"We are carrying out the king's mission. If you can assist our mission, I guarantee you with my death that you will join us smoothly, including your soldiers, your fleet, your territory..."

"Tell me, what is your mission?"

At present, the resources of this planet have been almost collected, and what they need is more biological energy.

"Your people will need to be sacrificed, and the number will be large. Don't worry, they will enter their true resting place."

Yifeng sneered, "I reject your proposal. If I exchange the death of my people for my noble status, then I am not worthy of becoming a noble. A guy who can't even protect his civilians is not worthy of being a leader."

"This is the will of the Silent King and the order of me, the Lord of the Sotec Dynasty. You are still a traitor and refused to serve the Three Saints..."

"Who said I betrayed the Council of Three Saints?"

Yifeng understood that these guys were here to kill people, not just other bugs cleaning up the territory or simple war fanaticism. They had a purpose.

"Tell me, how to sacrifice? Do they have to be loyal people of the Silent King? What about the aliens? Where are the traitors?"

The old general was particularly angry when he heard the word "traitor". "We are at war with them, the group of traitors who betrayed their own race. We have been fighting for a long time, but they never showed up, using their huge herds of beasts to delay our steps. They will die after we finish our supplies. All the traitors All must die.”

Yifeng suddenly thought of some bad ideas.

"You can't sacrifice traitors... No, can't you use sacrifices to replace those traitors?"

"Humph, of course, otherwise what did you think I was doing before? I just didn't know you were loyal to the king."

"Then... is the green one okay? The kind is quite big and has a lot of them. It likes to make scraps and run around."

"Of course, that's the best." They can't use Tyranid flesh and blood, which is equivalent to hanging human flesh to welcome guests in, but everything else is the same, hanging beef, mutton, pork... there is not much difference.

"Give me a marker where I know where they are?"

"Really? I will completely exterminate them. Wait, how do you know?"

"We are not the only group of exiles. There are many who are not loyal to the Silent King and even hate them. We have been fighting against them for thousands of years. Now, with your joining, I believe they can be eradicated soon."

Between the earliest three hundred worlds and the empire's territory, that is, the five hundred worlds in the extreme star field, there is a layer of green skin that is not weak. It was deliberately left by Yifeng during the last bloody disaster, and the war group has been monitoring them. state, to eradicate a planet's enemies before they evolve into the space age.

Now, due to the War on Commorragh, the group of greenskins who have lost control are engaged in a planet-level boss battle to find the most Waaaaagh boss.

The old general did not trust Yifeng. It was like the army went into the mountains to suppress bandits. Halfway through the battle, they came out and said that this is not a bandit village. They are not bandits, but the village security team. They know where the bandits are and will lead you. go.

It sounds like a scam.

The huge mechanical body waved, and the hidden shield above disappeared. Every killing weapon on Zahedek's body shone brightly. As long as he was willing, the throne under him could kill these lowly guys in an instant.

"If you doubt it, yes, of course you will. I will give you the coordinates and I guarantee that my spaceship will not move here. You can confirm it yourself. Anyway, you will not lose anything. We are confronting now."

Yifeng imitated the old general's wave, and the airship slowly descended. A huge device was pushed out of the boat and landed on the platform. Then Yifeng got up and went back.

"Stop, I haven't let you go yet."

"Come on, I've shown my sincerity, but you haven't. If you don't obey, you'll fight."

Yifeng spoke forcefully, but he ran extremely fast and stepped into the airship in one go.

The teleportation was silent. If Kazanev had not turned his head, he would not have noticed that behind him, Obilon was suddenly teleported to their ship.

"I will follow you. I am the Sotec envoy. You cannot refuse." The two lunatics were confronting each other. He had heard enough. When he arrived at the other side's warship, he would kill these self-righteous leaders and use himself as a messenger. Punctuate the point to teleport the assault force into the enemy ship.

Just tell the old general that these people are cheating him.

The beam deterrent grazed the side of their ship.

"The meeting is not over yet. You haven't explained the issue of Hellek's Key yet." Zahedek's voice sounded far and near, and Yifeng who boarded the transport boat could hear it clearly.

"That's the final stage of negotiations, after you've found out whether my sincerity is genuine."