As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

Unfortunately, until Zhang Ge met the person in charge here, the assassination he expected did not happen.

"Are you Zhang Ge? Thank you so much for your help. Otherwise, this fleet would be in great danger."

"No need to thank me or exchange so many polite words. Let me get straight to the point: Have you discovered any strange phenomena within the entire defense line? Or perhaps some strange alien creatures?"

"this..."

This question was actually quite presumptuous, and its meaning was somewhat similar to a superior checking up on his subordinates. Strictly speaking, Zhang Ge and the other party were just two unrelated people.

But after all, Zhang Ge is a so-called "Terra noble", and he also owns a Glorious Queen-class dreadnought and has a large number of Space Marines loyal to him - oh no, following him - so some of the default unspoken rules no longer apply to him.

"Well, to be honest, actually..."

Chapter 320 I Have a Big Plan

"Let's get to the point, don't talk about anything else."

"Have..."

In an instant, the situation in the fortress command post, which had been calm just now, suddenly changed. The chaotic visual effects brought about by countless spatial disturbances appeared, as if the entire command post was thrown into a constantly turbulent spatial fault.

This interrupted the person in charge's words... but an unexpected visitor continued his words:

"I have a proposal."

A tall Necron Overlord appeared behind the leader and slowly stepped out of the rift created by the phase transfer.

From the appearance, he is very different from ordinary Necrons - his body is filled with reddish-orange flames instead of the dark green one that should be, and the flames are extremely active, as if they will break away from the iron-gray living metal skeleton and burst out at any time.

Zhang Ge smiled with relief.

If it was the Necrons, it wouldn't be surprising, as they do have the ability to instantly block the signals emitted by the entire galaxy ring.

Glancing at the other party, Zhang Ge replied, "It seems that there is no need for me to find the culprit."

However, what was also unexpected was that, unlike the previous Necromancer Zhang Ge had seen, this Necromancer Overlord seemed to be very easily provoked. Zhang Ge's words alone made him forget his original purpose for a moment, and he instead emphasized seriously:

"Human, please be careful with your wording. This galaxy belongs to me, the legitimate overlord appointed by the great Mephilite Dynasty—Zarathusa the Unspeakable. This includes the twin stars. I have used these celestial bodies for far longer than you have. Therefore, you are the culprits of this invasion."

After he finished speaking, dozens of elite guards belonging to the Lich Guard also walked out of the rift.

These elite alien warriors confiscated the weapons of the surrounding mortal guards in almost an instant... If it were an ordinary naval general, he would definitely have to think carefully about his attitude after witnessing this scene. After all, even if he planned to counterattack, he had to survive and get out of the room before making a plan.

However, Zhang Ge was clearly not one of the so-called ordinary people, so he simply continued with his previous attitude and continued to answer:

"Are you here to chat?"

"Don't interrupt me rashly, human. Next, I will introduce the Mephilit Dynasty..."

In an inconspicuous place, a pitch-black mechanical scarab flew over, climbed onto Zarathusa's back, and injected a solution into his body that emitted the same fluorescence as his body.

"Oh, actually, my purpose shouldn't be hard to figure out: to seek cooperation and coexistence amidst the insect swarm."

It was just after the solution was injected into the other person's body that his tone suddenly changed, and he returned to the main topic almost without any connection.

Judging from his nonchalant expression, he must be used to this kind of thing.

However, his determined voice did not receive the expected agreement. After hearing this, Zhang Ge, who felt "as expected", immediately refused:

"I have no interest in aliens. I'll give you thirty seconds. Return to where you belong, and I'll consider not attacking you. Otherwise, you'll become part of the space junk in the ring."

"Your short-lived civilization is always so impatient."

"Twenty-five seconds."

"My next words will make you change your mind."

"Twenty seconds."

"As a gift for cooperation, I have a way to help you deal with that Star God fragment."

"..."

I have to say, Zhang Ge was indeed moved.

For him now, there are two main unstable factors that affect his suicide.

The first is Ascalon, who knows when he will get sick again, and the second is the fragment of the star god that is still serving as a charging station.

The former is somewhat better now, but the latter... if it belongs to a group of stronger Star God fragments, it would not be surprising if it explodes with enough power to destroy the entire fleet after being released.

It would be fine if he turned around and attacked Zhang Ge directly, but if he killed all the enemies by chance, he would be in tears.

Compared to this factor, a little help provided in advance by an Undead Overlord seems acceptable.

Yes, just provide it in advance.

Because, if Zhang Ge remembered correctly, during the Hades campaign, the Undead had temporarily cooperated with humans... but that cooperation only occurred after Dante's reinforcements arrived, and it didn't seem to have been proposed by this Undead Overlord... who was it? He couldn't remember the specific details.

Never mind, there shouldn't be much difference, and since there isn't much difference, it's like getting something for free.

"Alien, tell me your plan."

"Call me the Great - Overlord - The Unspeakable - Possessor of the Twin Stars - Firesworn - Zarathusa."

"Speak, Zarathusa."

"Calling me... never mind. A species like yours cannot comprehend my greatness, just as a single-celled organism cannot comprehend the beauty of a star. Therefore, for this reason, and for the sake of the owner of that Star God fragment, I will tolerate your arrogance for the time being."

"..."

Zhang Ge was speechless.

Zhang Ge was really afraid that this kind of person would be so satisfied if he punched him twice.

Fortunately, perhaps because the effect of the solvent from before was still there, Zarathusa did not continue to go off topic. Instead, after Zhang Ge was silent, he continued:

"I can't tell you all of my plans, otherwise it would reveal too much of my information."

"Then what's the point of cooperation?"

"You just need to hold your ground here, and I'll provide you with some minor assistance. This is what you were supposed to do anyway. There's no room for traps, is there?"

"I agree. Go away. Also, remember to fulfill your promise when executing your plan. If I don't see your efforts on the Star God fragments, then wait for our second meeting on the battlefield."

After saying this, the light flickering in the other person's eyes seemed to flicker playfully.

But in the end, he didn't say anything else. He just nodded slowly and left here as quickly as he came.

It was not until the other party and the dozens of lich guards they brought with them had completely left the scene that the person in charge, whose forehead, cheeks...his entire head was sweating, stammered and tried to explain:

"I... I checked it many times. The systems for intercepting the transmission are all working perfectly. I, I don't know how they..."

"The interception mechanism set up here is no different from a piece of paper to the alien race's teleportation technology. The responsibility does not lie with you. Also, now that the mastermind behind this has been identified, I have nothing further to ask. You should go ahead and organize the defense."

After saying this, Zhang Ge turned and left without waiting for the person in charge's response.

After his body disappeared from the doorway, before the person in charge could relax his anxiety caused by a series of unexpected events, a tall iron-gray figure appeared in front of his field of vision.

What is that...?

"You, didn't see any aliens today, understand?"

"Understood, I understand."

Chapter 321 Zhang Ge is not an ordinary person

A dozen Terran minutes passed, and after taking multiple layers of assurance and cleanup measures to ensure that the person in charge and other witnesses around him could not recall what had just happened, both psychologically and physically, several Grey Knights quietly left the room.

It was not until several minutes after they left that the nervous person in charge slowly sat back as if all his strength was drained away. Fortunately, there was a servant with good eyesight beside him who pushed a chair over in time, otherwise he would have fallen directly on the cold ceramic steel floor.

At this moment, although everything that happened before became blank to him, it did not affect his awareness of the horror of it.

He is the person in charge of the Castle Lord's Ring. In terms of status, he is probably higher than most planetary governors, and even comparable to some imperial naval generals... Even with his status, he doesn't mind and even actively wants to erase his memories of that period?

This only means one thing:

Even if you just "remember" those things, you will definitely face a catastrophic disaster with no room for maneuver.

You know, any secret information is an extremely valuable resource. If he is not forced to do so, he will definitely not take the initiative to give up that information.

So... on the other hand, what is the identity of "Noble Officer Zhang Ge" who was able to trigger those things and even let the Space Marines take the initiative to help him erase the traces of that incident?

No, we can't continue following this logic.

Although the memory has been technically erased, there is no guarantee that there will be any remnants. If you continue to follow it, even if you only remember some fragments, it will be extremely risky.

Ugh...

What is going on? The swarm of insects hasn’t even arrived yet, and I’m already facing a life-and-death crisis. I’m so unlucky.

And on the other side at this time.

Zhang Ge didn't care about the little episodes happening behind him.

Because he is very busy now.

On the one hand, there are many issues that arise after the two hostile fleets dock, and on the other hand, there is the Zerg fleet, which is slow but still pressing forward.

With the two situations overlapping, after Zhang Ge finished dealing with matters related to the Necrons, he didn't even have time to rest for a while before he had to rush directly to a meeting room selected in advance by Endymion - there, he needed to meet with the captains and acting captains of the Empire's ships.

After a period of marching.

After walking through a series of winding corridors and turning a corner, Zhang Ge finally saw the door of the agreed meeting room at the end of the corridor from afar.

However, what was a little unusual was that the entrance to the conference room, which should have been closed to outsiders during this time, was extremely crowded with a large number of people of all kinds of clothing and races.

Was there something going on? Or was it simply because senior naval officers were accustomed to having a group of personal attendants with them?

While Zhang Ge was puzzled, he did not slow down his pace because of his thoughts. He quickly approached them and asked directly:

"Why are you gathered here?"

It would have been fine if I hadn't asked, at least it was just crowded. But after asking, the scene seemed to instantly switch to a bustling vegetable market.

Some were reporting their titles like the names of dishes, some were genuinely answering Zhang Ge's questions, some were taking the opportunity to fish in troubled waters by speaking in official language, and some were even confused about the situation and loudly asked "what happened?"

Seeing this, Zhang Ge couldn't help but complain:

"If naval captains are surrounded by idiots like this, it's no wonder their decision-making is ineffective."

Apart from anything else, for such a long time before Zhang Ge came here, this large group of people didn't even have a clear order for gathering? They didn't even clearly indicate who was responsible for leading which group of people?

If you don't know, you might think this is a spring outing for elementary school students... In a normal army corps, this is enough to pick out a few people and shoot them.

"Don't let those captains sit in there anymore. Go, you and me, bring some people to drag them out one by one, and then let them claim these people one by one and line up in order before we talk about anything else."

Zhang Ge ignored the still noisy crowd and spoke to the leader of the Angels of Pardon and a captain of the Lamenters without any reservation.

After receiving the order, the latter two did not hesitate at all. They quickly picked out a few people from the team and walked towards the door of the conference room.

However, just when Zhang Ge thought the current situation was explosive enough, something even more unexpected happened the next second.

As the Space Marines advanced, two men with the same emblem on their clothes squeezed out from the crowd and blocked their path.

"According to the requirements of relevant regulations and the constraints of glorious tradition, no one unrelated to the meeting should enter the meeting room, even the noble Imperial Angels..."

Before he could finish his words, the leader of the Angels of Pardon took the next step, pinched his head with one hand, and then lifted his entire body.

Click.

After a crisp sound of bone cracking, the entire head exploded under the huge force, leaving only a little flesh and skin pinched in the palm of the Angel of Pardon, connected to the body below which suddenly stopped moving.

The next moment, as his body was thrown aside like garbage, the originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and another person who had stood up with the deceased hurriedly fled back to the team.

But it was obvious that this silence was only temporary - although they all dodged Zhang Ge's gaze, it was not difficult to confirm from the occasional glances that they were holding a mentality of "wait and see what he will do next."

They... obviously thought that at least when facing those captains, they would act according to the so-called "glorious tradition".

As Zhang Ge expected, when the captains were either carried out of the door on their own initiative or were directly carried or dragged out, the noise began again.

What was different from the last time was that this time the uproar was almost without exception directed at Zhang Ge's current actions without any regard for the consequences.

No wonder they are so confident.

Compared to the army which takes months, days or hours to wipe out an entire regiment, the people of the naval family can survive on a ship for hundreds or thousands of years.

From the structure of the ship, to the method of soothing the machine spirit, to the maintenance methods of certain subtle details.

They have enough time to explore these things bit by bit and form an extremely long-standing family culture over countless years.

This means:

The naval family that controls these things on a ship basically means the ship itself.