Chapter 144

Fire, scorching, burning fire extended from the void, weaving into intertwined solar ribbons that circled around the C'tan shard of the Deceiver.

That flaming figure bypassed the attacks of the two Norn Queens at a speed Dante could not comprehend.

The fist surrounded by the solar corona tore open the psychic shield of one of the Norn Queens in the blink of an eye, striking heavily upon its chitinous carapace.

The Norn Queen staggered backward; the Deceiver used fire as a blade, tearing a bloody gash in the Norn Queen's chitinous carapace.

Subsequently, His scorching fist struck into the flesh, and the scorching flames burned fiercely, injected into the behemoth's body.

Only to hear the behemoth let out a painful wail.

The flames on the Deceiver's body ignited every part of its body; orange-yellow flames surged from the gaps in the chitinous carapace, and the Norn Queen's body began to swell, heat up, and turn red...

Subsequently, amidst a loud bang, the Norn Queen's body exploded, charred flesh splattering everywhere, sprinkling onto the ruins already burned to black ash.

"ROAR!!!"

A low roar emanated from the body of the C'tan shard of the Deceiver, and the material world let out a wail and tremor; flames continuously surged from the void in a manner that violated the laws of physics.

The C'tan shard of the Deceiver spat out a series of stuttering, strange words.

Dante guessed that those might be words once used by the Necrons.

Trazyn's metallic body stiffened slightly; He glanced rapidly at the C'tan shard in mid-air.

Just now, the C'tan shard said the name of the Silent King in the Necron language.

There was some hatred in that voice.

This C'tan shard seemed to have begun to vaguely recall the hatred of those years, gradually beginning to break free from Trazyn's control.

The C'tan shard roared, and those flames surging from the void that violated the laws of physics gathered together, condensing into a bright, shining sun.

The Deceiver grabbed that sun with one hand and threw it violently toward the Norn Queen approaching Him.

In the blink of an eye, even the psychic shield composed of power from the Warp was ignited; that sun smashed heavily onto the Norn Queen's head.

Subsequently, the star exploded, and the scorching corona and sparks swallowed most of the Norn Queen's body; this behemoth subsequently collapsed with a thud.

Trazyn projected His will toward the C'tan shard that was barely still under His control.

The C'tan shard was to head to Tartarus to manually calibrate the Celestial Orrery with His own power, guide the star's power to be injected into it, and ultimately ignite the entire star system.

Hopefully, after this mission was completed, He would still be under Trazyn's control.

The C'tan shard of the Deceiver roared, and the scorching flames turned into rings that circled around Him; subsequently, the flames burst out violently, sparks burning everything around to ash, while the Deceiver turned into a scorching fire meteor and flew toward the sky, burning through the atmosphere and entering the space between the stars.

The coalition army formed by Trazyn and Dante quickly eliminated the last group of Tyranids guarding the mechanical spire and arrived before the tightly closed gate of the mechanical spire.

The gate of this mechanical spire remained tightly closed, and Trazyn waved His hand contemptuously.

The gate subsequently opened; compared to Trazyn's extremely complex maze of thoughts, these primitive machines left behind by humans were simply child's play.

This Overlord and Dante stepped together into the ruined corridor within the spire, with the Blood Angels and Necron warriors following closely behind.

The pipes and machinery within the spire formed complex passages, and those Tyranid symbionts growing wantonly rendered this place even more horrifying.

The Cadian soldiers who had once guarded the spire and the workers who had not had time to evacuate lay around the passage, and the swarm within the spire was feeding wantonly.

These Tyranid organisms turned their heads to look at Trazyn and Dante.

Their mouths still retained the blood and viscera of the loyalists...

Dante let out an angry roar, and the power axe in his hand split the beast's skull in the blink of an eye.

Trazyn seemed unwilling to fall behind him, stepping forward rapidly; the warscythe in His hand shimmered in the air, and the sound of crackling sparks resounded.

Before long, Trazyn had surpassed Dante by several steps, tearing a path through the swarm like a sharp blade.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Trazyn felt that some kind of competitive emotion seemed to have surged within Him.

"My Lord." Mephiston's voice suddenly rang out in Dante's mind.

Dante nodded slightly without changing his expression; he knew this was Mephiston communicating with him via psychic power.

For the Necrons, who had no souls and could not touch the Warp, this method of communication was absolutely confidential.

"That Necron Overlord named Trazyn is not quite right."

Mephiston's tone carried deep bewilderment:

"To be precise, all Necrons are not quite right..."

"Hmm?" Dante raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"They... seem to have come alive."

Mephiston seemed to be organizing his language, making what he said more coherent:

"That Necron Overlord already has a faint echo in the Warp."

"If ordinary humans are candles about to be extinguished in the Warp, what is rippling on him are the slight sparks splashing from the candle flame."

"This cannot be called a true soul at all, at most it is something similar to a machine spirit... but he indeed has an echo in the Warp, no longer a purely physical universe existence."

"And other Necrons seem to have this tendency too... just weaker than Trazyn's." Dante blinked gently; his transcendent intelligence as an Astartes allowed him to quickly understand Mephiston's words.

Trazyn has an echo in the Warp...

This was truly bizarre; according to the intelligence Dante knew, these Necrons were purely soulless, cold machines; all the emotions they displayed were just feedback simulated by extremely complex circuits in their metallic bodies, and they did not possess true feelings and souls at all.

In a sense, Necrons were just a group of abominable intelligences, a group of machines completely insulated from the Warp...

Yet Mephiston told him that Trazyn had an echo in the Warp, had an extremely weak soul... but Mephiston also couldn't explain how this change happened.

Even Trazyn and other Necrons themselves hadn't noticed this change.

Only Mephiston, who possessed powerful psychic power, could detect such subtle changes in the Warp.

This matter was of great significance to the Necrons; according to Dante's knowledge, many Necrons longed to reverse life and death, regain their souls, and escape these cold bodies...

Dante glanced at Trazyn in front.

This Necron Overlord seemed to have become somewhat excited by the battle.

And Dante and the Blood Angels had already fallen six or seven meters behind Him.

"Apes modified by genetic sorcery, aren't you all too slow?" Trazyn turned His head, looking at Dante with contempt.

"..." Dante stared at Trazyn for a while.

Trazyn also noticed Dante's strange gaze.

"What?" Trazyn's head, glowing with blue light, tilted.

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"No, nothing." Dante said without blushing or skipping a beat: "I remembered something not very important."

"What matter?" Trazyn asked somewhat confusedly.

"Nothing, I've already forgotten." Dante, wearing Sanguinius's golden mask, nodded gently to Trazyn, signaling Him to continue forward.

Although the Necrons had temporarily reached cooperation with the Blood Angels, they were ultimately xenos, enemies of humanity; their regaining of souls might not be a good thing for humanity.

What's more,

Dante knew that if he could investigate clearly why the Necrons began to have echoes in the Warp and grasp this secret, it would be enough to manipulate many Necron forces...

It was just that now was not the time to investigate this matter.

After solving Baal's predicament, Dante would definitely return to the Hades system to investigate why this change in the Necrons happened.

The Necron warriors beside Trazyn fell from time to time; wounds were torn into their living metal bodies by Tyranid organisms, and then they were teleported out.

Subsequently, the Tyranid organisms would try to behead Trazyn, and then be killed by Trazyn in turn.

These Necron warriors from Perdita in the Hades system were far inferior to Trazyn's loyal Eternal Legion.

It was a pity that Trazyn had to let His veterans protect His ship and stasis tomb.

Trazyn swung the warscythe in His hand, dismembering the Necron warriors lunging at Him.

Dante, holding a power axe, also stepped forward rapidly, dismembering Tyranid organisms one by one into bloody chunks.

The coalition army formed by the two moved forward step by step until they broke through the swarm's blockade and arrived before the Celestial Orrery relay control console at the spire's peak.

Trazyn's warscythe quickly cut open the gate of the relay control console, and He stepped into it together with Dante.

Various extremely complex instruments were arranged all over the relay control console.

But Trazyn's powerful willpower could be applied to any machinery, giving Him absolute control over these iron creations.

These creations, complex in the eyes of humans, were merely child's toys in Trazyn's eyes.

Overpowering the will of this console was as simple for Trazyn as subduing a child.

And those ignorant human red-robes needed to go through various complex rituals, prayers, and appeasements to control the things they called "machine spirits."

Trazyn connected His will to this control system with just a thought and a gesture.

The machinery hummed, but Trazyn was slightly stunned.

He could vaguely feel that in this console, which connected the entire Celestial Orrery energy utilization system of Ashford, there was a will as simple as a beast, relying on instinct to express its joy.

It was singing for the arrival of some existence, but that existence was not Trazyn... but...

"Praise the Omnissiah... Praise the Omnissiah..."

Fragmented, broken voices rang in Trazyn's ears, which made Trazyn stunned.

Then the console began to hum, actively cooperating with Trazyn to adjust the power of the Celestial Orrery.

Children, I am back.

(End of chapter)