Chapter 608

Facing Imotekh's scolding, Trazyn's expression did not move, just saying in a tone as gentle as an elder: "With the existence of the Tomb Stone Gate, your territory and the Silent King's territory are approximately connected at zero distance; whether there is a garrison does not affect your actions."

"But it affects my strategic deployment." Imotekh said with a gloomy face.

He had a premonition that he was about to start dancing the war dance while wearing shackles.

Trazyn's expression did not move, saying steadily: "I believe in your talent, and so does the Silent King."

"I don't believe him!" the Stormlord Imotekh said depressedly.

But he also understood that the Silent King was a very persistent person; his actions often depended on the first suggestion he heard. No matter how Imotekh expressed his protest, he was afraid he could not change his mind.

He could only endure the shackles set by the Silent King, exerting his war talent in the cage.

"He wouldn't even refuse to lend me the road, right!" Imotekh roared and questioned.

At the same time, he extended his finger, outlining a new silk thread on the star map; this silk thread symbolized the march route planned by Imotekh.

His troops would follow this line through the Sindu system in the core part of the Nephilim Sector, heading straight to the Volian-Wash system.

"No." Trazyn just took one look and shook his head to reject Imotekh's proposal.

"This won't work either??" Imotekh raised his voice and questioned.

Trazyn still shook his head firmly.

"The Sindu system concerns the entire anti-Warp stance and has been listed as a restricted area by the Silent King; no one is allowed to go there without permission."

"Concerns the entire anti-Warp stance?" Imotekh's voice suddenly became a bit interesting.

"Yes, actually it is not just the entire anti-Warp stance; according to His Majesty the Silent King, the World Engine in the Sindu system even concerns the future and hope of the entire Necrontyr race."

The World Engine concerns the future and hope of the entire Necrontyr race...

In Imotekh's hollow eye sockets, the ghostly green flames flickered for a few moments.

"Imotekh, I must warn you, the Sindu system will be guarded by my troops, and I will not let anyone in."

Trazyn said with a serious face:

"You must not try to invade the Sindu system; I will never let you pass."

"Hmm? Hmm!" The Stormlord showed a subtle expression, staring at Trazyn, and let out a few light hums.

"Do you understand?"

"You absolutely must not suddenly invade the Sindu system, okay."

"Even if you suddenly invade the Sindu system, I will resist to the death, okay."

"Absolutely will not let you in, okay."

Trazyn pretended to be serious, but his tone carried a bit of comedy.

Imotekh stared at Trazyn, and he could not help but show some smiles on that metal face.

"I understand, I understand, I will bypass the Sindu system!"

Imotekh nodded repeatedly:

"I swear by the Silent King's whole family; if I lie to you, the Silent King's whole family is raised by deceivers."

"What a cruel oath! I believe you, Imotekh!" Trazyn nodded seriously, patted Imotekh on the shoulder, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"... You old madman." Imotekh also smiled along with it.

"The heroic World Eaters Regent Kor'sarro sends his greetings to all Primarchs!"

"Under the wise judgment of the great World Eaters Regent Kor'sarro, our troops withdrew from the Satyr system at a critical moment, without consuming a single bit of extra strength, preserving our fleet."

"And just as expected, the attack on the Satyr system was a complete feint; after our fleet maneuvered, the Necron troops indeed retreated accordingly, letting the Satyr system go for nothing."

"The *Conqueror* is standing on the star of Satyr..."

While reading, Fulgrim could not help but laugh out loud.

This was a strategic report from Satyr.

The World Eaters were now divided into ten warbands; they had just received more than ten such strategic reports in one breath, all of which were descriptions of the Battle of Satyr by the lords of various warbands.

In their descriptions, Regent Kor'sarro of the World Eaters showed extremely strong command talent in the Battle of Satyr, seeing through the Necrons' feint with minimal consumption and easily capturing the Satyr system by relying on flexible mobility.

This was also the point where the World Eaters were different from before; the World Eaters now had an extreme tendency toward idol worship.

Whenever the World Eaters were controlled by the Butcher's Nails, psychologically the most fragile, and on the verge of falling into madness, Kor'sarro's figure would automatically appear, like a sun guiding them back to sobriety and reason... After a while, Kor'sarro became something like a belief among the World Eaters.

"This is Captain Salin's report."