Chapter 590: The Emperor: Your Race Is Definitely Broken

Could it be true that the Holy Doraemon will grant souls to the Necrons?

This thought caused Emperor Xie Mohe's mind to freeze for an instant; he hastily shook his head to expel it from his thoughts,

not because he was particularly loyal to the Silent King, but because the Silent King paid him,

his Nihilak Dynasty most loved hoarding wealth, and the famed thief the Infinite Talarsin was, in theory, the ruler of the Nihilak Dynasty—though this thief never obeyed Xie Mohe's orders,

Emperor Xie Mohe himself also loved hoarding wealth, but he was more principled than Talarsin, preferring to acquire riches through trade from other Necron dynasties,

and compared to the vague notion of regaining souls, Xie Mohe preferred the tangible wealth filling his vaults,

for the Silent King's final payment, Xie Mohe decided to push one last time.

He focused his will, his mind racing at high speed, and soon realized these humans were not fully immune to the Soul-Draining Dead Zone,

they merely possessed greater resistance; as their front line drew closer to the Black Stone Spire, the anti-psyker field's effects began reappearing on them.

Thank the gods—if they truly had some technology granting complete immunity to the Soul-Draining Dead Zone, Xie Mohe would suspect the Old Ones had revived within them.

Xie Mohe slightly narrowed his eyes, instantly formulating an entire battle strategy,

since their goal was the Black Stone Spire, then Xie Mohe would oblige them.

"Retreat the front line by fifty kilometers and reestablish positions ten kilometers from the Black Stone Spire."

"Where are the Tomb Engineers? Shrink the Black Stone's anti-Transcendent Field to the planet's surface and increase its polarity by eighty-five percent."

Xie Mohe's command sparked a commotion among the Tomb Engineers.

"My Lord, doing this will destabilize the entire anti-Transcendent Matrix, and forcibly raising the polarity by eighty-five percent will make the Black Stone's polarity unstable—when struck by intense psyker energy, it may reverse polarity and instead amplify the Warp," the Tomb Engineer rapidly informed Emperor Xie Mohe.

but Xie Mohe didn't care,

affecting the overall anti-psyker matrix? So what? His contract with the Silent King was to protect this planet beneath his feet, not the entire Soul-Draining Dead Zone—overall stability was none of his concern.

secondly, if intense psyker energy strikes and reverses polarity, amplifying the Warp,

the Deceiver's pet, I've already maxed out the Black Stone's anti-Warp polarity—how could intense psyker energy even appear?

Xie Mohe's order was swiftly executed; the Necron front line rapidly retreated, and the Imperial Guard and Astartes followed in pursuit—within half a day, the humans had advanced close enough to faintly see the Black Stone Spire.

As Xie Mohe had predicted, the stasis effect began reappearing among the humans; many soldiers moved sluggishly, even the genetically enhanced giants started succumbing to stasis, their combat efficiency plummeting.

Meanwhile, the Necrons' strength was concentrated in one place, suffering almost no losses, and became stronger than when they were dispersed,

by this logic, according to Xie Mohe's calculations, the humans should collapse soon.

But the expected outcome did not occur,

those humans shouted about loyalty, for the Emperor, for the Holy Doraemon, for the Golden Throne and the Twenty-Second Century—and somehow held firm against the Necron assault, slaughtering many Necron units and stabilizing their position.

Does this make sense? Is this logical?

In terms of weaponry and troop numbers, the Necrons were countless times stronger than the humans,

yet they shouted a few slogans and held their line,

could it be that—his, Emperor Xie Mohe's, command was flawed?

Impossible—he was a Necron Emperor, could his command be worse than some human smoking a cigarette?

After several rounds of engagement, Xie Mohe had to admit,

he truly couldn't outmaneuver that mortal,

every offensive had been repelled by the mortal named Creed, who commanded the human forces,

a mere short-lived mortal, yet his tactical skill rivaled that of Xie Mohe, a six-million-year-old Necron Emperor,

this human race truly has a problem.

But it didn't matter,

the stasis effect was spreading; human soldiers were being consumed every moment, while his Necron army was endless, immortal.

"Raise the Gauss rifles three centimeters! Fire in unison!"

At Xie Mohe's thought, the Necrons launched their thirteenth assault on the human position; the emerald flashes of Gauss rifles instantly illuminated the dusty battlefield, followed by the laser rain and bolter storm of the Imperial Guard—they had clearly anticipated it and prepared in advance.

But according to Xie Mohe's calculations, under the Soul-Draining Dead Zone's influence, the humans should have been at their limit—this assault should have torn a breach in their line—

suddenly, Xie Mohe heard a crisp footstep echo across the battlefield; the roar of Gauss weapons, the detonations of bolters, the rumble of tank treads—all drowned out by that light, deliberate step,

this clearly violated physical law—Xie Mohe shifted his vision toward the source of the sound,

he saw a woman, her body covered in faint burns, hair like straw in sunlight, clad in massive armor, holding a rolled-up banner, slowly ascending a mound at the battlefield's center,

the surrounding hail of bullets and shells seemed to deliberately avoid her—Xie Mohe's heart skipped.

Dust swirled across the battlefield, the stench of smoke filled his nostrils, the scent of death rippled through the air,

but Leina felt no fear,

death was their dominion, death was eternal slumber, death was the prelude to returning to the Golden Throne and the Twenty-Second Century.

Yet here, there was no Warp tide, no Transcendent current,

the Black Stone barrier turned this place into a dead, dark void—no god's gaze could reach here, no chaotic corruption could descend,

yet this did not mean the Emperor's and the Holy Doraemon's power could not descend,

the Emperor is humanity, humanity is the Emperor,

the Holy Doraemon is humanity's future, humanity's future is the Holy Doraemon,

the bond between humanity and these two great beings is so profound that even the Black Stone cannot fully sever it.