Chapter 144 144, Duke: Surprise, I Found the King of Figures While Robbing a Tomb!

No matter what kind of turmoil the outside world creates, the expedition to the dark world is still going on. Although the goal this time is to return to Terra, there are still many worlds that need to be saved along the way. The entire expeditionary force's manpower was used to liberate worlds that had fallen into darkness.

At this time, Duker also led a very small number of troops on a "Sword" class frigate less than two kilometers away, and separated from the large force of the expeditionary legion.

In this operation, in addition to the Goddess of Life and Magnus who had to be taken with him, he only brought Efilar and a small team of Destroyers to follow the team of the Mechanicus.

He is carrying out a covert tomb robbing operation.

Speaking of which, we have to thank Abaddon for this matter. If his dark crusade hadn't disturbed the sleeping Necrons, the Mechanicus would not have been able to capture those fleeting signals.

For the Empire, every Necron tomb world is a treasure with rich connotations. These ancient existences that have lasted tens of millions of years ago, and their tombs contain treasures that are enough to move anyone.

Even Dukel, the original body, personally participated in this space tomb robbery.

"Look for the dragon and divide the gold to look at the star belt, one level of star belt and one level of barrier"

Duker stepped on the bow of the sword-class frigate, looked into the deep space, and whispered softly.

"Your Highness, is this a poem from your home planet? What is its specific meaning?" Gris asked from the side.

"Nothing, I'm just saying that I hope your information is accurate enough so that this tomb robbing operation that I personally participated in will not be returned empty-handed."

"Your Highness, you came here on your own. It is normal for most actions to yield no results." Gris said helplessly.

When talking about the business of tomb robbing, the Adeptus Mechanicus is extremely professional.

"But Your Highness, please allow me to correct your mistake. Taking things from living people is stealing. Necrons are a group of dead people whose souls have been devoured, so our actions should be called archeology."

"Archaeology with scientific research value." Gris reminded seriously.

"Okay, archeology, I hope this archeology can come back with a full load."

Duker moved his body and said that for him, this action was more about relaxing.

After the goddess of life pledged her allegiance to him, his life magnetic field technology continued to increase rapidly. But when it increased to twenty-five, he suddenly encountered a bottleneck.

This was no ordinary bottleneck. Duker could clearly feel that the energy he controlled was enough to support his continued improvement.

The reason why the original body encountered such a situation, after unremitting research, finally came to the conclusion that it was actually subject to limitations similar to 'fate' or 'fate' - similar to the restrictions of the laws of the physical universe.

To put it simply, the material universe does not allow for the existence of an awesome biological individual like him.

As for how to break this limitation.

Duker has no clue at the moment.

This made him a little irritable, so he participated in this archaeological operation, intending to relax his mood.

This is an unknown world that cannot be found on the imperial star map. This is the tomb world of the Necron Dynasty. A Necron who was defeated by the Ancient Saint, then met the Star God and obtained an alloy body, and experienced the battle in heaven, is sleeping here, waiting for the awakening of the Silent King.

But in this long-quiet world, a huge portal opened in this world, and the empire's aircraft entered here.

Duker led the archaeological team to walk in this silent world.

They knew that in this seemingly empty and dead world, there was actually a huge Necron tomb hidden.

These Necrons, who possess cutting-edge technology, fold their tombs into the dimension of space, making it difficult for even the empire's top detectors to detect the existence of the tombs.

The mechanical priests stepped out of the aircraft, and they detected the spatial anchor point of this world. Only by cracking the anchor point of the space folding technology can they see the true appearance of the tomb and find a passage into it.

Along with their actions.

Some of the complicated electronic inscriptions seemed to break through the limitations of space and loomed in the void.

"Dukel, I don't recommend that you enter this tomb. This seems to be the territory of the Endless One Trazyn." Magnus's one eye shined brightly, and he paid attention to the electronic inscriptions that vaguely emerged from the dimensional space. ,

"In other words, the original owner of this pyramid has been possessed by the Endless One. I once had a brief transaction with the Endless One. I exchanged two flesh-and-blood Scarlet Letter Space Marines and the kind-hearted Night Lord for him. playing cards, so I recognize the inscriptions."

"Brother, listen to me, let's leave right now. Although my current situation is bad enough, I still don't want to appear in the Endless One's collection cabinet."

Trazyn the Endless? .The King of Figures!

After hearing the name, Duker was stunned for a moment, and then became even more excited when Magnus explained it.

It is said that there are three major treasure places in the universe.

They are - Blood Crow's storage room, Lion King's safe, and Figure King's museum.

Everything precious in the galaxy can be found there.

According to legend, even Guilliman's adoptive mother was collected in a museum.

Nowadays, most of the Necrons in the galaxy are waiting for the awakening of the Silent King, and Trazin the Endless is one of the few who is not asleep.

This Necron is the ruler of Solemnath and the self-appointed protector of the galaxy's history, artifacts, and time. His active years are even longer than the history of the human empire.

And Trazin, single-handedly, showed the entire galaxy how idle an individual could be when he had an endless lifespan.

He redefined the "ownerless things" in the galaxy according to his own standards, and used this standard to rob everything he set his sights on. And when he did all the bad things, he still used the body of his own race. He took away the tombs and mechanical bodies of other Necrons to walk around the galaxy and collect various collections on his behalf.

To this day, no one is sure they have seen his true form.

It can be called the Milky Way version of the Pirate Saint.

Obviously, this is a clone tomb that collects collections for the Endless One. In the eyes of any existence in the galaxy, this is a treasure chest with rich connotations.

Now the huge treasure chest is placed in front of Duker, just waiting for him to find out, how can he not be tempted?

"I didn't expect such a surprise!" Duker showed obvious impatience.

"Wait, brother, Trazin's technological creations are very troublesome. I know him. He has a pathological emphasis on his collection. The defense system installed in it will make every living creature regret that they have been here."

Magnus warned him again, his tone serious and with an obvious hint of withdrawal. Obviously, a long time ago, his transaction with the Endless One was not smooth, and it left a very bad impression on him.

"Why belittle yourself, brother." Duker looked at him after hearing this, "In my mind, you are the most knowledgeable psychic master in the galaxy, and your psychic powers are not inferior to the technological creations of the Necrons. ”

"Dukele, I never thought that I would hear words of praise for me from your mouth." Magnus's single eye glowed with light.

"But what cannot be refuted is that you are right!"

He said proudly, since his head was cut off by his own blood relatives and hung on his waist in shame, Magnus rarely showed the self-confidence that a original body should have.

"That's how it should be." Duker's bright eyes looked back at the members of the archaeological team and said loudly,

"Although we are small in number, look at our members, two primarchs, a mechanical sage, a saint, and an Eldar goddess. We came together, how could we come back in vain? Today Not to mention the Tomb of the Endless One, even if it is the Palace of the Silent King, I will seize his scepter with my own hands!"

The original body's emotions instantly infected everyone. The Doom Slayers, Mechanic Priests, and Battle Sisters present all clenched the weapons in their hands, with high fighting spirit surging in their eyes.

Even the Elf Goddess Aisha unconsciously clenched the slender palms hidden under her robe at this moment.

Despite her Madonna-like character, the goddess of life knew full well that this was a shameless act of banditry.

But she didn't know why. This feeling of violating morality gave her a very exciting feeling. Under the guidance of the original body, she even began to look forward to what kind of treasures were hidden in this Necron tomb.

"This is not theft, Aisha. This is an archeology. There should not only be despair in life, but also surprises." She said to herself in her heart, almost as if she was deceiving herself.

At this moment, even she herself didn't realize that she was being subtly changed by the aura of the original body.

Boom——

Just when the goddess of life reached peace with herself, the world suddenly began to tremble violently, as if the dimensions of space were disturbed and everything was shaking violently.

Amidst the tremors, an extremely huge space mausoleum gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The mausoleum pyramid of the Necrons is extremely huge. Even though most of it is buried underground and only a few parts are exposed, it still towers into the clouds, with its top piercing the clouds.

The moment this magnificent creation revealed its true appearance, Duker led the Doomsday Slayers in their aircraft and rushed to the entrance of the mausoleum.

The huge metal door was closed tightly, as if not welcoming all guests from afar.

The Great Mechanical Sage and the priests followed closely behind. After they stepped out of the aircraft, they immediately studied the method of opening the door.

However, the technology of the Necrons is too profound.

As a result, this high-spirited team of tomb robbers couldn't even get in for a while.

"I can't wait any longer." Suddenly, Duker said.

"Your Highness, have you cracked the technology of the dead?" Gris asked in disbelief. His tone was mixed with admiration. At this moment, in his mind, the original body was the most knowledgeable existence in the galaxy.

"No, I don't understand the technology of the undead either." Duker shook his head, "But I know a little bit about fists and kicks."

Under the shocked eyes of the Great Sage, the original body walked straight to the door and raised his giant steel feet.

As the original body, Dukel's body in the material universe is inherently powerful. His subspace essence, after absorbing the origins of faith and demons, was also transformed into his power. After gaining the allegiance of the Goddess of Life, his life magnetic field technology was increased to 250,000 pieces, which also increased his power dramatically.

Thanks to multiple enhancements, he now possesses the power to destroy the planet and continent.

And when this kind of power, coupled with the martial arts like a god, all the power is concentrated at one point and explodes.

So--

Gris witnessed with his own eyes what it means to work miracles with great force.

Amid the roar, he saw that the metal door that could withstand orbital cannon bombardment and was the crystallization of space necromancer technology was rapidly deforming.

"Squeak--"

Finally, it made a sound of being overwhelmed, and a large area of ​​the wall collapsed. This huge technological pyramid, like the most ordinary building, was kicked out of a hole by the original body.

The most advanced technology was being trampled by the most primitive brute force, and the mechanical sage even felt that his faith had collapsed.

He heard Duker cheering,

"The treasure of the Endless, the greatest collector in the galaxy, let us come to see his collection, this time we will definitely return with a full load!"

In the atmospheric storm of power release, Gris's mechanical eyes flashed twice, and finally did not say anything more.

Everyone entered the tomb of the space necromancer, and the tomb was also in a mess at this moment.

In the ruins of the passage, a group of underworld spiders who were maintaining the damaged tomb rushed out.

After discovering the intruder, the red light emitted from their electronic eyes penetrated the darkness in the tomb.

"Intruders found - start defense protocol."

A noise sounded inside the body of the underworld spider.

They attacked everyone at a very fast speed.

At the same time, a group of lich guards and scarabs responsible for guarding the mausoleum also woke up.

But they were destroyed by the tomb robbers.

They quickly removed the guards inside the tomb and slaughtered these immortal guards.

Under the detection of the mechanical priests, they soon found the treasure room of the mausoleum - a huge museum with countless treasures.

Seeing the collection inside, everyone, including Duke, couldn't help but exclaimed.

Strange style, belonging to technological creations of various races.

There are also a large number of living creatures placed in the stasis field.

The goddess of life looked at the collection in front of her in a trance, not knowing what she was thinking.

It was a dark Eldar wearing dark armor, holding a purple dagger, and his slender feet lightly tapped the black display base. The lightness and swiftness of the Eldar were fully displayed.

There is also a huge Ork warrior next to him. His body is two shoulders taller than the normal Astartes, and his majestic shoulders are tense.

It can be seen that the owner of this museum has good aesthetics and exquisite technology. He has eternally stagnated every creature at the most beautiful moment.

Although this is just the tomb of the Endless's clone, the collection here is still extremely rich. The entire museum is paved with dimensional space folding technology, and the space inside is extremely vast.

Almost everyone has found something they are interested in here.

The oil men of the Mechanicus have found a lot of STC templates here.

"Oh my God, it's a sacred toaster!"

A mechanical priest exclaimed.

These unknown technology templates are what they value most, nothing else. Just finding a brand new STC template is enough to make a low-level priest directly promoted to a sage.

When a world discovers STC templates, whether they are really useful or not, this group of crazy mechanical priests are willing to start a holy war for them.

In the entire galaxy, no one knows the fun of archaeology better than the mechanical priests. Under the stimulation of the STC template, they are like a group of locusts in red robes, plundering everything they are interested in.

"This is."

At the same time, Dukel looked at the collection in front of him with a look of shock.

In front of him, on the exhibition stand of the stasis field, there was a metal scepter burning with endless flames.

"Brother, I have to say that you are really lucky." Magnus said slowly, and he was also shocked by the harvest of this trip.

"The fragment of the Star God - Burner Nyadrazasa, the calamity of all things." The Primarch said the origin of this treasure.

Dukel didn't know whether this treasure was collected by Trazyn or the original owner of this tomb.

But he could be sure that among the many collections present, there were very few whose value could surpass this treasure.

The Star God was once the greatest enemy of the Necrons, the embodiment of the rules of the material universe, and the god walking in the real world.

And the Burner is also an extremely powerful existence among the Star Gods. To him, everything in the material world and the warp is nothing but firewood. And he is fire, a raging fire that ignites everything and burns everything!

He is an endless flame that burns everything, an ancient existence that devours stars. But in the battlefield 60 million years ago, as the Necrontyr pointed his spear at the gods who had deceived them, these seemingly invincible star gods finally ushered in the end.

The Silent King personally stabbed the spear into the heart of the Burner, and the endless fire subsided.

The Burner was broken into countless fragments by the Necrons, becoming their eternal energy or a proud collection.

Dukel held the scepter in his hand without hesitation and observed it carefully. The high temperature on it made his palm feel a slight sting even through the power gloves.

But soon the same red flames burned from his hand and wrapped the entire scepter.

The stinging feeling in the palm disappeared immediately.

In the collision of flames, the huge amount of heat energy that merged together caused the space around him to fluctuate violently.

Just when he wanted to put the scepter back into the stasis field and pack it away.

Duker suddenly felt that with the collision of flames, his essential ability absorbed a faint trace of energy.

This seemingly weak but actually violent energy, at the moment it was absorbed and transformed, violently collided with the laws of the material universe within his own body.

Under the collision of this force, Duker felt that the bottleneck of his biomagnetic field of 250,000 horses was slightly loosened.

"Does it mean that if you want to break through 250,000 horses and break through the constraints of the laws of the material universe, you need to absorb the power of the Star God?"

Duker guessed in his heart, his eyes became brighter and brighter,

"Does that mean that when the life magnetic field exceeds 250,000 and pushes this technology to a higher level, I will eventually have the power to rival the Star God?"

Even though it was just a guess, when he realized this, he gave up on returning the scepter to the stasis field and held it tightly in his hand.

Crunch——

Suddenly, Duker heard a strange sound. He followed the sound and saw Efilar standing there angrily, clenching his fists hard. The huge force made the saint's armor tremble. An overwhelmed whine.

The original body was even keenly aware that the nun's body was trembling with extreme anger.

What did she see?

Duker walked over curiously.

But at the moment when he took steps, Efilar instantly showed the posture of a living saint, with flame wings stretched out from behind, and stopped in front of Duker in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness, this is an unclean thing. In order to prevent your eyes from being desecrated by this thing, please allow me to block your way."

Seeing her solemn look, Duker blinked.

Before he could speak, Magnus on his waist spoke first.

Efilar's size was still too small for the original body. Although he blocked Dukel's sight, he did not block Magnus's.

"Dukele, I saw it. This is the battle nun's personal sacred Q-q bra? It's really Trazin's bad taste."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after hearing these words, Duker saw a rosy look on the living saint's porcelain face.

Magnus's one eye released a colorful light, he looked at the nun and asked,

"Efilar, is this yours?"

"Your Highness Magnus, if you can clearly see the collection date of this blasphemous object, you should understand that this object is three hundred years older than me." Efilar gritted his teeth and said,

"The existence of this thing is a stain on the Battle Sisters. The Endless Trazyn is a heretic who deserves the death penalty, and this place is also an unclean place. Your Highness, after this operation is over, I want to destroy this blasphemous place with my own hands. World, please approve.”

Dukel nodded, destroying the alien world is the right thing to do.

On the other hand, Gris, who was on the side, showed obvious reluctance when he looked at this huge treasure room.

"Efilar, we are here for archeology. Isn't this a bit too extreme?"

Efilar responded to the question of the Great Mechanical Sage, "When we take things from these abominable metal dead people, it is not archeology at all. This is the kindness granted to them by the empire, and it is a just judgment!"

Gris: "."

After hearing the saint's words, the great mechanical sages were silent.

What a righteous judgment.

I thought that the Mechanicus regarded tomb robbing as archaeology, which was shameless enough, but I didn't expect that there were experts.

However, Gris stopped arguing. First of all, the other party was a woman, and secondly, she was the most favored person under the Lord of Destruction.

The Great Mechanical Sage sees clearly that neither of these two identities can be reasoned with.

When these two identities come together in the same person, then the other person's truth is the truth.

Gris could only comply.