Chapter 586

Trazyn stared at Zhou Yun for a while, then said briefly:

"Fine."

"If you can really grant my race a soul."

Anrakyr looked at Trazyn in astonishment; he didn't expect Trazyn to agree so readily.

Zhou Yun was not surprised, but smiled slightly and turned to look at Fulgrim:

"After the negotiation with the Silent King is over, you can go and release your Phoenix Guard."

"And Guilliman, Trazyn has a batch of your sons from the Great Crusade, a section of the catacombs of Calth was also stolen by him, and one of your pillows is also there."

"Sanguinius, your sons also include Cassiel and the Terminator Raphael who were seconded to the Deathwatch; remember to go and fish these sons out."

"There is also a squad of Raven Guard, a squad of the 14th Legion Dusk Raiders before Mortarion's return, a few Custodians, several squads of Battle Sisters, dozens of squads of Astra Militarum including the Vostroyan Firstborn, the lost Tanith regiment, Catachans and Cadians—yes, Lord Castellan Creed is also in his collection."

"In addition, there are Aeldari Harlequin troupes, an Entropy Grail made from fragments of Nurgle's cauldron, a Tyranid Hive Tyrant, a Void Dragon C'tan shard, a Deceiver C'tan shard, a Burning One C'tan shard, a Death Guard Plague Champion..."

". Oh, Trazyn also secretly hid a batch of pure, flawless Emperor's Children gene-seed; that was the batch that went missing on the moon when the blight spread. He didn't trade all of them to Fabius Bile."

"These are the ones that are temporarily useful and should be saved; remember to release them later."

Trazyn's metal body froze in place, saying nothing.

Zhou Yun's knowledge of his collection was completely beyond his expectations; the only thing that made Trazyn feel fortunate was that Zhou Yun didn't seem interested in things related to Necron history.

Anrakyr gestured, signaling Zhou Yun, Cawl, and the Primarchs to head to negotiate with the Silent King,

but Anrakyr himself deliberately slowed down by one step, staying at the back of the team, silently approaching the somewhat dejected Trazyn.

"Is your brain finally completely damaged?" Anrakyr said, looking at Trazyn.

Trazyn glanced at Anrakyr: "I have made such a sacrifice for the Necrons, and this is how you talk about me."

"Sacrifice? The things that person wants to take away were stolen by you in the first place." Anrakyr snorted lightly and said.

Then, Anrakyr continued to ask: "So why did you agree? I thought you would be stingier."

Trazyn was silent for a moment, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his head and said: "I supported the biotransference back then."

". What?" The blue light in Anrakyr's eyes flashed suddenly: "Didn't you insist before that you strongly opposed the biotransference and were forced to undergo it?"

Anrakyr's tone switched from sympathy to questioning in an instant.

". I forgot before! My memory module was corrupted!"

Trazyn's tone remained cold, but Anrakyr could hear his agitation:

"But after being granted a machine spirit by that person, my body's operating efficiency improved, and some old problems were repaired."

"I roughly remembered what happened back then."

"The Silent King once sought advice from me, as the Chief Archivist, and Orikan, as the Royal Astrologer."

"According to him, Orikan and I represented the past and future of our race."

"He hoped to draw wisdom from the two dimensions of past and future to make a judgment on whether to proceed with biotransference."

"Orikan predicted the future and determined that biotransference would only bring disaster and destruction to our race."

"But I judged based on the history of the Necrontyr that the root of all the tragedies of the Necrontyr was our short lifespan, and our civilization was already on the verge of destruction at that time. If biotransference could bring us eternal life and immortal power, then we should choose it... because things couldn't get any worse."

"But things did get worse." Anrakyr stared at Trazyn and said.

"Yes, but the Silent King ultimately chose me between Orikan and me, between the past and the future, chose the past, and chose biotransference."

"I watched with my own eyes as Orikan was dragged out from behind the bookshelf where he was hiding in the library and thrown into the biotransference furnace. My brain was tortured by the years and had problems, and I mistakenly thought that I was the one who opposed it back then and the one who was forced into the biotransference furnace... What a shameful evasion this is."

". It might even be that the me before I went to sleep couldn't bear the crimes I had committed and destroyed my own memories, causing the me who woke up to have such a misunderstanding."

"Thinking about it carefully, my obsession with artifacts and history is probably because of this reason... because I was the one who personally pushed the Necrontyr one step toward destruction."

Trazyn let out a cold, bitter laugh and finally shook his head helplessly:

"That person asked me if I was willing to trade the past for the future; what else could I do? Commit the same mistake as before?"

"Anrakyr, this time I choose the future."

"So you don't need to sympathize with me; you should hate me. If you want to judge me for the mistakes I made, please come ahead, but I beg you to find a way to make up for my mistakes."

Anrakyr didn't move; he just looked at Trazyn with his deep blue eyes:

"You rank too low in the sequence of crimes of biotransference."

"Also, I really hope the Silent King's sense of guilt is as heavy as yours."

Having said that, Anrakyr didn't look back and walked toward Zhou Yun, Cawl, and the Primarchs.

Trazyn stood frozen in place, standing in the dim exhibition hall, as if he himself were an exhibit in the hall.