Chapter 768 211 What? !

Chapter 768 211. What? !

Wandering, sailing, our destiny is tied to the boat.

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"?"

Trazin looked up at the racial map on the wall thoughtfully. Most of the intricate lines on the wall, like the roots and branches of a big tree, were extinguished, and some were shining like the eternal sun. .

"Ran Dan..."

Trazin looked toward the end of the treetops, where a faint flash of light was appearing and disappearing.

"The remnants of Ran Dan were finally exterminated?"

Trazin said to himself, and then he let out a long sigh,

"Fortunately, I have a collection of Ran Dan's army here."

"Stop wondering about your little toy,"

A distant voice came from afar, as if penetrating all time and space. Trazin chuckled. It was already familiar with this idiot Ourikan's pretentious way of speaking.

"What's wrong?"

Trazin asked casually,

"The Silent King finally decided to send troops? Or is it the Storm King's side?"

The alarm clock set by the Silent King for many dynasties finally sounded at the end of the 40th millennium. Does this shameless old thing dare to come back and face its dead people?

However, if it comes to the Storm King, Trazin is not too surprised. With the revival of many dynasties, the Storm King also has vague intentions of forming a Great Expeditionary Army - provided that it must pass or defeat the Silent King.

But, but, but,

Trazin coughed very humanely. It, Trazin, the amateur collector, had already decided to stir up the muddy water and make the two idiots feel better - they didn't feel good, Trazin It’s great.

By the way, let's see if we can save those Necrons who still have their essence.

At that time, when the Silent King or the Storm King returns like lightning, they will find that at least one fifth of the dynasty has not woken up - they have all been evacuated by the Trazyn United Empire.

At this time, as the Great Devourer from outside the river continues to march towards the galaxy and exerts pressure on the interior of the galaxy, it is extremely reasonable for the Silent King or the Storm King to return and form an army.

Therefore, Trazin was not surprised. It waited for the words of the idiot Ourikan. Whether it was the Silent King or the Storm King, it would always scold him.

"No, it's not their business."

This sentence surprised Trazin, and then he seemed to hear his old friend curse secretly at the observation point where he usually stayed.

"no?!"

Orrican shouted angrily,

"Among the 3396 tributaries of destiny that were focused on observation, at several similar anchor points, I did not sense the breath of our race! They disappeared uniformly!"

"?"

Trazin silently raised a question mark, so what does this mean? The figure king asked carefully,

"So...what does this mean?"

it asked cautiously, and Trazin cursed.

"This means that there is something in these fate lines that wiped out our race - not our race at the time of Necrontyr, but our current race!"

"What an outrageous overlapping destiny did Neos and Tzeentch create?!"

Why were they exterminated in these timelines? !

Orikan cursed that it might be able to accept the reality of the genocide of its own race, but it happened too suddenly, and it didn't just appear in one fate line, but multiple fate lines happened at the same time at adjacent moments.

This means that when the fate lines overlap, they are likely to face the fate line of a Necron genocide - of course not the main fate line they are currently on, but the fate that should be "destroyed" Wire.

However, there is another problem -

"Who exterminated us?! The Empire or Chaos?! Or that Tzeentch?!"

Orikan cursed angrily,

"Tarrazin! Lend me a Death Seal Team!"

"Wait what are you going to do?!"

"Send them to see what's going on - in the name of your desire to collect treasures."

"No, you're borrowing my name again???"

"Because your reputation is already bad enough!"

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We are about to leave this subspace star field.

Sitting in front of the command podium, Ether stared at the map for a long time. It felt that its tense nerves were slowing down and survival was close at hand.

As the most virtuous and respected Ether, its light blue skin is already a little loose. On the sniffing slit, bright red diamonds are attached to it, arranged in a hexagonal shape.

Although it still feels reluctant to give up, and feels empty in its spiritual body, they cannot abandon the land they have cultivated for thousands of years, and they cannot abandon the Tau tribe, an extremely convenient and efficient race.

On this soil, the Ran Dan remnants successfully practiced physical manipulation and social ideological implantation, building up the entire race through great and exquisite social construction, and leaving behind a way to colonize and enslave other races.

What a great achievement - looking from the starry sky, those sparkling planets, the stars on them are the symbol of civilization and prosperity.

But now, they have to leave.

In order to survive...

The Ran Dan survivors, or the alien race that can now be called the Ethers, sighed. They felt reluctant to leave, but for the continuation of the entire race, they had to leave.

At least the fire lives on.

Many years ago, when Ran Dan was destroyed, countless such ships sailed away in all directions, trying to find a way to survive. During this period, countless escape ships that tried to escape from the battlefield were destroyed by the human empire, but they successfully escaped.

Now, because the Tau Empire is still small, in order to ensure its survivability after escaping, they have to send out only one escape fleet.

Of course, there are also reasons why subspace shuttle technology is imperfect and only one escape fleet can equip it.

But no matter what, they escaped.

Ether thought that the pain of national subjugation caused its thoughts to spread far away, as far away as tens of millions of years later - but suddenly, it felt that the ship was too quiet.

As if confirming the feeling of the ether, suddenly, the engine that had been vibrating the entire ship slowly became silent. Without the central intelligent system reporting an error, the entire escape fleet began to slide in the subspace.

? !

Ether stood up suddenly, trying to figure out what was going on. It hurriedly shouted the code name of the central intelligence - but the usually obedient intelligence only left it with a long silence.

"Am'del!"

Ether called his subordinates, but there was no response from Titanium. Then, in front of Ether who retreated in fear, the large screen in front of it filled with various data field star maps suddenly flashed, and then went black.

Ta, tap, tap.

Heavy, sometimes appearing and disappearing, footsteps suddenly sounded as if coming from afar, knocking on the spirit of the ether, enemy attack? !

Aether suddenly turned around and held his gun, tightly grasping the handle of the gun with three fingers, and pointed at the door. Behind it, after a brief period of darkness, the big screen suddenly lit up again.

Then, a terrifying, indescribable, rough three-headed creature appeared on the big screen and spoke a monosyllabic language that was incomprehensible to the ether.

Electronic devices were wailing, making electric tingling sounds.

The ether was agitated, and it felt that it was a little collapsed. It remembered the warning of the Kroot before leaving - the subspace is dangerous.

But Ether turned his head sideways, and the corners of his eyes twitched, no, no, no, no? ! In the bright subspace, a truncated black surface suddenly appeared at the forefront of the ship fleet.

It was only now that Ether, who was slow to respond, discovered that the subspace area where his ship was located was far dimmer than other areas!

Ta, tap, tap.

A drop of cold liquid dripped from the ceiling onto Aether's shoulder. Aether hurriedly stretched out his hand, only to find that it was metal melted from the ceiling.

But what is unimaginable to Ether is that this drop of liquid metal is actually cold! And it looks like it's alive!

"W-what is this?!"

Ether was frightened and backed away. It suddenly saw the gaps between the ceiling and the wall, the cracks in the floor, the feet of the console... countless piles of silver-white metal that were slowly creeping like tentacles were reaching towards it, silently. No interest.

Under the gaze and notes of the terrifying monster on the big screen, the ether finally couldn't help it. It judged that this place was extremely dangerous, and the liquid metal seemed to slowly suffocate it - so it could no longer care about trying to repair the ship's course, and almost Rush out the door.

Bang!

The door was opened, and then Aether saw a scene that frightened it even more. Countless of its kindred were falling on the deck, with silvery droplets overflowing from their sunken eye sockets, sniffing slits, and mouths and ears.

They were all dead, overflowing to death with the liquid metal.

Seeing the appearance of the ether, the liquid metal that was still squirming irregularly seemed to have seen a new host. The ether collapsed and saw the pool of liquid extending its small tentacles towards it - they came for it.

There is nothing more bizarre than this scene. All of them died quietly without making a sound. They had weapons and bombs, but they just died like that! No trace of resistance at all!

Combined with the Kroot's warning, the Aether collapsed, this is the Warp! A forbidden place where you can die silently, and a forbidden place that turns you into something other than titanium!

The Warp curses all creatures that enter it, causing their dead bodies to mutate and then rise again.

It frantically tried to escape from this area, shouting hurriedly in the empty ship, but no ether heard its cry for help - they were all dead.

So it ran madly on the deck where the corpses of its kind were collapsed - the giant ship that originally carried their hope of survival now became a prison, and was slowly and inevitably sliding towards the silent black area -

Then was pulled out of the warp.

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Hades blinked, and the ships that were being spit out by the subspace were reflected in his black eyes. The Ether ships were in the subspace. Although Pluto could explore into the subspace, it was like the subspace did not want to touch Pluto. It was not necessary. situation, Hades forced his way in and was subsequently ostracized from the subspace.

Therefore, he only released a little of the Star God's power to go in. Fortunately, Ether's ships were purely mechanical, so the void dragon's ability could very well rely on their ships to complete the borrowing. Hades first killed him directly with lightning. He extracted the living ether, and then wrapped its organs with liquid metal——

It facilitates the disposal of the corpse afterwards and prevents subspace organisms from parasitizing inside it.

If Magnus were present, he might scream and reprimand Hades for being unnecessary. In the presence of Hades, how could any subspace creature possess a weak spirit creature as if seeking death!

There is no way, Hades is still used to being cautious in this regard - if it were someone else, he might be more arrogant.

Hades also left one alive in each ship to facilitate subsequent data interrogation and Mortarion's experiments.

I just don't know what Mortarion wants the aether to do.

Hades thought, easily teleporting to the inside of the largest mothership, and he walked through the corridor. In a daze, Hades always felt familiar.

He leisurely visited the alien ship's architectural style step by step, and locked on to the living person. Finally, after turning and turning again, Hades saw——

The remaining ether screamed,

"WARP SPACE MONSTER!!!"

It screamed in pain, feeling weak and slightly vomiting in the black realm. The ether, which had long been transformed into a weak spirit, could not sense psychic energy and black realm as sensitively as its ancestors, but it knew what the monster was!

That monster whose whole body is pitch black and whose tentacles emit unknown liquid!

"?"

Hades raised a question, wait, why does this alien look so much like a Randan?

"Ran Dan?"

Hades opened his mouth, wanting to get more information, but the Aether in front of him chose to fall to the ground and twitch after a painful scream - purely out of fear.

Thousands of years ago, its predecessors were also scared to death in this way, but the other side thought Hades was an anti-psionic monster.

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[Ether is suspected to be a survivor of Ran Dan? 】

Guilliman was stunned for a moment and glanced at the intelligence coming back from the front lines like a contemplation.

After a moment of silence, Guilliman spoke slowly again,

[I don’t know much information about Ran Dan back then, and neither Leon nor Russ are here... I can ask the emperor, or retrieve the documents from that year, but it will take about three years to retrieve the documents. Can I Call it out and say two things. 】

Guilliman then scrolled to the next page and looked at Hades' report and suggestions.

[The priority is not high...Indeed, since the clan has been exterminated, we only need to confirm the annihilation. Although I did have the intention to record history, but——]

Guilliman paused and sighed,

Let’s leave this kind of dream for later.

He flipped through a few more pages. Hades's report made Guilliman feel quite good. The quality of Hades's report could definitely be ranked among the top two in the empire - the first was Guilliman's.

Mortarion's report was deliberately made to disgust Guilliman. Guilliman suspected that Mortarion had placed a curse on it. Every time he picked up the report, there would always be a moment. A strand of blond hair fell from his head with precision.

At the end of the report, Hades applied for an additional half-month stay on the grounds that the Tau technology had inspired a lot.

Guilliman didn't even have to think about it. The pen in his hand had already made a verdict - the application was rejected.

This time the reason was no longer nonsense like "The Empire needs you". Guilliman clearly wrote a line after the report.

"I hope to meet our ally Mr. Trazin soon, Hades."

Only Hades can build a bridge to see Trazyn. Currently, as the highest official leader of the empire, Guilliman has not yet met this mysterious ally of the empire.