As soon as the Silent King Szalak publicly announced his return from self-exile, his Three Holy Guards and other followers immediately returned here to re-establish their rule.
Hapsatla of Light and Mephisto of Shadow Hand were the two popes chosen to speak on behalf of the Silent King.
After all, the meaning of the title "King of Silence" is that the Lord of the Dead never speaks, but all imperial decrees are conveyed by the two popes beside him.
Generally speaking, the Triune Council should be composed of the three most powerful dynasty emperors.
But Szalak went against this tradition and chose the supreme rulers of two small dynasties to serve as his assistants.
Of course, with the Necrontyr's collective transformation into the Necrons, there is no point in talking about tradition anymore.
Because after 60 million years of slumber, the memories of many Necrons have become confused to varying degrees, and some have even become irrational lunatics and monsters under the influence of the skinning curse.
What's more, although Szalak destroyed the "Master Control Agreement" that allowed him to control the entire race after the end of the War in Heaven.
But legally speaking, he is still the undisputed legitimate supreme ruler of the Necrons, the last "Silent King" and the only "Silent King" today.
Although many nobles, overlords and emperors expressed dissatisfaction and condemnation of Szalak's return, no one dared to start a rebellion for the time being.
Even those who dared to raise doubts and voice opposition were quickly taken away by the Three Saints' Guards and never appeared again.
In short, the return of the Silent King has made the Necrons, who were originally in chaos due to their recent awakening, tend to reunite, at least on the surface.
But after losing absolute control over the master control agreement, it is completely unknown what the emperors of the dynasties below are thinking or planning.
After all, this race had a strict hierarchy during the Necrontyr period, and each dynasty was equivalent to a small vassal, with strong independence in both politics and military.
The most powerful of these dynasties may have multiple smaller vassal dynasties under them, and these large dynasties will pledge allegiance to the Silent King under the coordination of an institution called the "Three Holy Councils".
When they transformed into the Necrons, these systems were almost perfectly inherited.
Apart from the master control protocol that Szalak possesses, which can force all the Hierophants and Overlords of the Necrons to obey him, everything else is basically the same as before.
This means that when the master control protocol is destroyed, those high-level Necrons who have retained their independent personality and thinking ability will suddenly be completely free and no longer be subject to any control.
The reason why the Sotek Dynasty quickly fell into civil strife after awakening was that the Emperor could not be awakened, which was certainly a very important factor, but more importantly, the restrictions in the logical thinking of the overlords and lords were lifted, and they began to develop a strong desire for power like ordinary intelligent creatures.
Therefore, the biggest problem facing the Silent King now is how to integrate people's hearts and make all dynasties obey him like they did during the War in Heaven.
He tried many methods to this end but with little success.
The long period of slumber made many dynasties become very isolated and unwilling to have too much contact with the outside world. Some even turned a deaf ear to the orders issued by the Three Holy Council.
If the Necrons during the War in Heaven were a powerful, unified entity with a common will, then the Necrons that woke up after the 40th millennium were a loose sand, with dynasties of all sizes acting independently, which was quite similar to the scene of a huge empire at the end of its reign where the central government lost its ruling power and local warlords flourished.
In addition, Szalak also needs to deal with the "Great Devourer" Tyranids from outside the galaxy, as well as the Chaos Gods and countless demons in the Warp.
Therefore, the situation and pressure he faces are no less than those of the human emperor.
The only difference is that even after tens of millions of years, the Necrons still have an overwhelming level of technology and technique, and can easily crush any civilization in the galaxy.
Moreover, they are far from being as extreme, xenophobic, and brutal as the Human Empire, which clearly wants to destroy all other alien races and monopolize the entire galaxy.
Instead, as long as they acknowledge the dominance of the Necrons and express their submission, they can continue to exist as vassals.
This is very similar to the disappeared ancient saints.
The Silent King himself is a person who attaches great importance to honor and nobility. He will even notify the opponent of the specific time and place before the battle, and leave enough time for the opponent to retreat.
Yes, you read that right.
This guy even issued the "Honorable Engagement Decree", prohibiting the use of so-called "dishonorable", "immoral" and "unglorious" forbidden weapons and technologies in wars within the galaxy.
Because what he wants to rule is not a dead galaxy, but a prosperous galaxy with diversity of life and civilization.
This means that when Szalak launches a war, he needs to consider the situation of his opponent, and fight just enough for the opponent to realize the power and invincibility of the Necrons, but at the same time not to collapse due to a disastrous defeat.
At this moment, the ancient king was sitting in his own seat, looking through the latest information sent back by his subordinates.
He knew very well that it was not an easy task to reunite the entire race, but he never regretted destroying the Master Control Agreement. He even felt a strong sense of guilt towards his compatriots in his heart. Even after 60 million years, he was still immersed in pain and regret.
If he had not signed a contract with the Star God, the souls of the Necrontyr race would not have completely disappeared and become the cursed state it is now.
Therefore, returning free will to his compatriots is the only bit of redemption he can achieve at present.
"The great Silent King, Overlord of the Nihilak Dynasty and Ruler of the Tomb World of Solemnus - Trazyn has come to visit."
A Three Saints Guard walked in from outside and bowed gracefully to report to the monarch he was loyal to.
"Tarasim?"
Hearing this "famous" name, a very obvious frown appeared on Szalak's face, which was made of the highest grade active metal.
Because the reputation of "The King of Figures" is too notorious among the Necrons.
In particular, the incident of trying to steal the scepter of Imotekh the Storm King but failing and being caught in the act, and then being ordered to be permanently banned from approaching Imotekh's throne world, Mandragula, caused a sensation within the Necrons.
Many of the popes, overlords, and lords who still followed the aristocratic etiquette of the ancient Necrontyr era expressed strong contempt for Trazyn.
Not to mention the nasty jokes he played with Orikan the Scryer.
In fact, the Figure King is not only an alien in the eyes of other races, but also an alien among aliens in the eyes of his own compatriots.
His existence fully demonstrates how much a highly intelligent life form with endless lifespan can do to kill time.
However, Szalak did not hate Trazyn, and even felt that this compatriot showed some qualities that only the living could have.
For example, the ability to appreciate art, the protection of cultural relics with certain historical value, and the joy and sense of humor that other Necrons simply do not have.
The most important thing is that this guy seems to have a social stunt and can get along with anyone. He is completely different from other people who have gradually become confused and stubborn due to the loss of their memories, life goals and identity.
After a moment of silence, the Silent King raised his head and asked the Three Holy Guards, "Could it be that Trazyn has set his sights on something and wants to steal it again this time?"
The latter hurriedly shook his head: "I'm very sorry, I don't know. But he repeatedly assured me that he would not do such a disrespectful thing, and emphasized that he had something very important to report to you, which involved Shuoyou and its owner."
"What?!"
Szalak suddenly stood up from the throne, and the green light flashing in his eyes suddenly increased.
Ever since Zuo Si started to take action against those small Necron dynasties, he has been paying special attention to something he has never seen before, such as the Shock Oil, and he firmly believes that this thing is definitely a huge threat to the Necron who have lost their souls and are left with only mechanical bodies.
Unless it can be completely isolated at the spatial and dimensional levels, once it is contaminated, even you will definitely not be spared.
Fortunately, the Star God fragments seem to be able to restrain the Shuo Oil to some extent.
What the Necrons lack the least is fragments of Star God.
At this moment, a large fragment of a star god with an enchanted expression was embedded on the throne of the Silent King.
But even so, he was still very wary of Zuo Si, the ruler of Shuoyou, and was always eager to learn more secrets through various channels.
But unfortunately, all the spies sent to Tour, the capital of the Botas star sector, disappeared without exception.
斯扎拉克甚至不知道他们究竟是暴露之后被抓了起来，还是遭到烁油的侵染早已不再是太空死灵中的一员。
沉默良久之后，他这才对等候在原地的三圣禁卫吩咐道：“把塔拉辛带进来吧。”
后者得到命令立马点头转身离开，大概几分钟之后手办王就出现在了这座象征着最高权力的王座面前。
作为一个优雅礼貌的绅士（至少他自己认为是这样），塔拉辛遵循惧亡者古老的传统率先向寂静王鞠躬表达自己的敬意，随后才开始展示自己那与众不同的幽默感。
“啊，伟大且至高无上的寂静王，请允许我向您表达最最崇高的敬意。
请您一定要相信我之前的行为完全都是出于对整个种族珍贵文物的保护。
绝对跟贪婪扯不上任何关系。
更不是为了满足自己那点不为人知的小癖好。
只要您一声令下，我愿意将自己的整个博物馆都捐献出来。”
不得不说，手办王的这番话实在是槽点太多以至于让人不知道应该从什么地方开始吐起。
但好在斯扎拉克好歹先后经历过从惧亡者转化成太空死灵，紧跟着又打了天堂之战并将吞噬自己灵魂的星神全部干碎，早就经历过无数的大场面，所以无论遇到多么离谱的事情都能保持一脸严肃。
他直接忽略了那些全部都是反话的语言，直截了当的问：“你说有涉及到烁油及其主人的重要消息要向我汇报？”
塔拉辛收起嬉皮笑脸的态度不加思索点了点头：“没错。
事实上我跟对方派出的使者做了接触。
他们甚至还送给了我一些独一无二的珍贵收藏。
而这些生物是在银河系中从来没有出现过的。
介于您是整个种族中唯一一个前往银河之外进行过探索，甚至还打下了一大片疆域。
我认为您也许能从这些生物搞清楚对方的来历。”
说罢，手办王直接释放出那些来自其他宇宙的生物图像，以及自己这些天来进行研究所获得的信息，包括基因编码和大脑中提取出来的记忆。
凭借太空死灵高效的数据传输手段，斯扎拉克仅用了零点零一秒就将所有信息输入到自己的中央处理器，并以普通生物根本无法企及的速度完成了阅读。
大概三五秒钟左右，他才用不带一丝感情的语气说道：“我也从未见过这些生物，甚至发现类似的基因结构。很显然，烁油的主人来自于一个非常遥远的地方，甚至有可能是宇宙之外的宇宙。”
“所以他在透过这份礼物来向我展示自己的身份，以及想要进行交易的诚意？”
塔拉辛语气中带着某种莫名的兴奋。
因为对于他这个活了不知道多少年的老怪物来说，眼下庞大的银河系早就跟自家后院一样根本没有任何秘密可言，到处都充斥着枯燥、乏味和重复的东西。
如果不是还有些年轻的新生种族能带来一些挑战和乐趣，恐怕早就已经无聊死了。
但是现在，一些从未见过、甚至从未听说过的东西就这样摆在自己面前，那种无法用语言形容的新鲜感瞬间让他有一种自己仿佛还活着的错觉。
“也许是，也许不是。这取决于对方的目的。他送给你这些礼物的目的是什么？”寂静王继续追问道。
手办王不加思索的回答：“跟星神有关。他渴望知道星神的全部秘密，包括我们当初使用何种手段杀了剥皮者兰杜戈尔，又是怎样将另外几个星神轰成碎片的。除此之外，他还想要通过交易来获取一些星神的碎片。”
“交易？”
斯扎拉克敏锐的抓住了一个关键词。
“是的，交易。
我调查过那几个被烁油吞噬的小王朝，结果发现资料库中记载其中一个王朝拥有一块星神碎片。
所以不出意外的话应该是烁油的主人得到星神的碎片后对其产生了强烈的兴趣。
除此之外，我还发现了一些飞行速度极快的探测器在靠近银河系外围的局外人——萨拉诺迦附近。”
塔拉辛一股脑把自己掌握的信息一股脑全部说了出来。
要知道他可不是只顾着搞自己的收藏，同样也在干许多正事，其中就包括利用手头的星神碎片获取银河大裂隙的信息。
“你确定烁油的主人百分之百不是星神吗？”
斯扎拉克语气严肃的进行着最后的确认。
“是的，我非常确认。因为他不止一次在公开场合展现过强大的灵能魔法，甚至还培养了一批同样实力不俗的灵能法师。这是星神永远也不可能做到的事情。”
手办王沉思片刻后迅速给出了保证。
随着瘟疫战争的结束，很多关于亚空间的变化已经通过各种各样的渠道传入了他的耳朵里。
比如说四大混沌邪神之一的纳垢被斩杀，再比如说新死亡女神的上位。
由于罗伯特·基里曼是当时的亲历者，事后还将发生的一切告诉了自己身边信任的人，所以只要稍微留心就能知道个大概。
听到这番解释寂静王终于不再迟疑，直截了当吩咐道：“我现在授权你去跟对方进行接触，必要的时候可以丢给他们几个星神碎片，无比要搞清楚对方的来历跟意图。如果有必要的话，我的宝库可以任由你支取。”
“请放心，我一定不会让您失望的。”
得到授权许可的塔拉辛高兴得差点没跳起来。
因为这意味着他可以在交易中获得许多新鲜未知的收藏，甚至重新获得灵魂和肉体成为一个真正的生命。
透过捕获和观察新非瑞克西亚造物，手办王已经发现在这些或是纯粹机械、或是混杂着血肉的东西明显分成了两个种类。
其中一个是跟自己类似无灵魂但却有智慧，另外一种则是拥有独立完整的灵魂。
这也就意味着烁油的主人似乎拥有赋予造物灵魂的能力！ 作为同样对烁油进行过研究的斯扎拉克当然知道塔拉辛在想什么，立刻出言提醒道：“不要忘记我们曾经受到过的欺骗！这个世界没有什么东西是可以在不付出代价的情况下就能轻易得到的，更何况是灵魂这种无比珍贵的东西。”
手办王苦笑着回应道：“我当然知道。可这是我们目前唯一的希望，不是吗？”
“正因为如此才要格外提高警惕。上一次星神也是在我们陷入绝望的时候抛出了唯一的希望作为诱饵。答应我，绝对不要做那些你不了解的尝试，我可不想有一天需要亲手干掉你。”
在说这番话的时候寂静王散发出了强烈的杀意，显然并不是在开玩笑。
毕竟一个犯过错的人最害怕的就是有一天会重蹈覆辙。
毫无疑问，左思发出的交易邀请在太空死灵内部引发了不小的风波，甚至可以说是造成了巨大的分裂。
一部分受够了无尽空虚的霸主、法皇和贵族认为如果能取回灵魂和血肉之躯就能像真正的生命一样重新获得失去的感觉。
而另外一部分人则认为自己当初付出了如此巨大的代价才获得了永生，为什么还要去怀念惧亡者那种短命且脆弱的血肉之躯。
事实证明寂静王当初摧毁了总控协议就是一个巨大的错误。
习惯了一个命令就能让数以万亿计太空死灵军团撕碎敌人的他，显然忘记人性这种东西究竟有多么复杂，同样也忘记了在庞大的社会群体中永远也不可能只有一种声音和思想。
就这样在一地鸡毛的纷扰中，塔拉辛与金吉塔厦的第一次会面终于在某个不为人知的荒凉卫星上开始了。
出于某种不知名的原因，双方都没有大张旗鼓，甚至连随从都没有带几个，不知道的还以为是老朋友呢。
殊不知，他们派来的都不是自己的本体，而是另行打造的复制体。
其中手办王不知道占据了哪个倒霉的太空死灵身体，周围超维度中还隐藏着差不多几十个分身，随时应对可能发生的突然袭击。
金吉塔厦也不遑多让，那看上去不起眼的身躯从里到外都是科技与狠活，只要愿意随时都能让烁油引擎超载变成一台恐怖的杀戮机器。
但有趣的地方在于两人谁都没把内心之中的提防表现出来，反而彬彬有礼的开始了寒暄。
“很高兴您能接受我们的交易请求，尊贵的塔拉辛阁下。虽然早就听闻您是个幽默风趣且彬彬有礼的人，但我现在才知道什么叫做百闻不如一见。”
金吉塔厦展现出了与平时截然不同的高情商和谈话技巧。
虽然他平日里总是一副冷淡且不近人情的刻薄印象，尤其是对待那些缺乏天赋或总是失败拿不出成果的研究人员，从来不会给什么好脸色。
但这并不意味着蓝色魔判官就是一个高智商低情商的家伙。
恰好相反！
I just don't want to waste my time on those "insignificant pieces of trash".
The King of Figures responded very politely: "You are so polite, Lord Jinjitasha. I can already feel the boundless wisdom in your blue eyes. By the way, I really like the gifts Lord Soth sent me before."
"As you like. You know, the great father of New Phyrexia spent a lot of effort to prepare them."
When mentioning his master, Jinjitasha immediately revealed his unconcealable fanaticism and admiration.
"The father of New Phyrexia is Lord Soth?" Trazyn asked cautiously.
"Yes and no."
Jinji Tasha deliberately put on a mysterious look.
"Could you explain that to me?"
Trazyn was obviously very interested in this.
Because although he had heard the name "New Phyrexia" more than once, he was not very clear about its meaning. He only knew that it was a force built on the basis of sparkling oil.
Jinjitaxia grinned and replied, "The New Phyrexian Father who appeared in this universe is not himself, but merely an avatar made of shimmering oil. His true self is far away in another universe, and possesses power that no one can imagine."
"Just a clone?"
The figure king's body was obviously stiff for a moment.
Because it reminded him of the hive mind of the "Great Devourer" Tyranids.
“Yes, it’s just a clone.
More can always be created if the great Father of New Phyrexia so desires.
So please don't worry, he has no ill will towards you or the universe, and he is not as evil and greedy as the star gods.
Nor will it spread chaos like the evil god of the subspace.
Look at the order and prosperity he has established in this galaxy filled with darkness and despair over the past hundred years."
While saying this, Jinji Taxia spread his arms and used the technological equipment on his body to display the vast star region ruled by Zuo Si.
Seeing this scene, Taraxin's eyes revealed a very complicated look.
Because even from the perspective of the Necrons, they have to admit that this is indeed the last pure land in the Milky Way in the fortieth millennium.
In fact, he had been observing these planets filled with utopias and ideals a long time ago, and originally thought that this naive way of ruling would sooner or later collapse due to the greed and selfishness in human nature.
But the result is that instead of collapsing, it is developing in a better direction.
Especially after being isolated from the corruption of the subspace, ordinary people who had no pressure of survival at all did not sink into pleasure, but instead devoted more energy to study, work, and creation and invention.
An absolutely fair and open and transparent system stimulates people's natural desire for social recognition.
And the only way to obtain it is through personal contribution to society.
Although this positive cycle is very fragile, once there is no protection from the incarnation of Shuoyou, or if it is unable to provide a good living security for the large population, the entire society will immediately degenerate, and even turn into a living hell overnight.
But the problem is that as long as Zuo Si's Shuoyou incarnation is still there, it can really last forever.
This kind of weird sense of contradiction is the first time that the King of Figures has seen it in all his years of life.
After a brief silence of a few seconds, he suddenly changed the subject: "Let's talk about the content of the deal. If I remember correctly, Lord Soth hopes to obtain the secrets and fragments of Star God from us, right?"
"Of course, this is exactly the main purpose of my trip. And I have prepared a very sincere gift."
Jinji Tasha obviously didn't care about the other party's trick of changing the subject. He waved his hand to signal his followers to bring a sealed box over, and opened it personally.
moment!
A dense array of small bottles that were glowing with a faint light appeared in the sight of the Figure King.
"This is……"
Tracin quickly scanned the liquid in the bottle with a scanner, but was unable to analyze the specific composition.
Moreover, he didn't understand what was the use of these liquids that seemed to need to be taken orally or injected when he was already a metal skeleton.
Jinji Taxia directly took out one of the bottles, opened the seal with his sickle-like sharp fingers, and handed it over: "Here, please try it.
As far as I know, because you have lost your soul but retained your memory, you often feel very empty and painful because of your perception and emotions.
The function of this potion is to grant perception, allowing you to taste what you have lost again for a short period of time.
It originates from the Lightmoth on the plane of Mirrodin.
We later improved and strengthened it with Warp Oil.
Just one serving will keep you feeling alive for at least a week."
"It gives me feelings and emotions?!!!"
Trazyn's tone revealed unparalleled shock and disbelief.
Because this is definitely what all Necrons dream of.
After all, the source of their feeling of emptiness and pain lies in the fact that they clearly remember the taste of food and the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness brought about by emotional ups and downs, but now they can feel nothing.
If such a feeling could be regained, the terrible defect that pervades the entire race would immediately be greatly alleviated.
"That's right. Believe me, you will fall in love with it completely as long as you taste it once. Come on, what are you waiting for?" Jinji Tasha urged proudly.
"Then I will refuse it disrespectfully."
With an attitude of giving it a try, the Toy King tilted his head back and drank the entire bottle of glowing liquid.
Anyway, it's just a clone, so it doesn't matter if it's scrapped.
When the liquid flows into the body through the metal mouth, it begins to evaporate to the surroundings in less than a second.
After a while, Trazyn felt a strange yet familiar feeling rising from the bottom of his heart.
First it was cold, bone-chillingly cold.
Because the satellite where the transaction took place remains above minus 50 degrees Celsius all year round.
What followed was a deep sadness that could not be described in words, as if emotions that had been suppressed for many years suddenly surged up and were completely out of control.
Before the Figure King could react to what was happening, the mechanical body he was controlling began to twitch slightly involuntarily, and then made sounds like a lunatic, alternately crying and laughing.
“Woo woo woo—
Hahahaha! Damn it!
I...what's wrong with me? What did you do to me?"
Trazyn yelled at the top of her lungs.
Jinji Tasha replied calmly: "I didn't do anything, it's just that you lost control of the emotions that you have suppressed and accumulated for 60 million years.
This is human nature.
If you were not really alive and had no soul, if you were a normal human or elf, you would have had a mental breakdown and gone crazy by now.
How about it, are you satisfied with this medicine?"
It was a pity that Trazyn was obviously unable to answer any questions at the moment. Even his absolutely rational and logical thinking became confused because of the strong emotional impact.
That is, the Necrons cannot truly cry, or else they would have burst into tears.
However, he did not have any dissatisfaction with this. Instead, he enjoyed this long-lost irrationality that only real life can bring, and he once again experienced the feeling of being alive.
Even if this feeling brings great pain and sadness.
After two or three hours, the King of Figures slowly recovered. Looking at the empty bottle in his hand and the little bit of liquid remaining at the bottom of the bottle, he took a deep breath and said with emotion: "What a great invention and creation! What the Silent King Szalak has always longed for has been easily achieved by you. Tell me, what do you want to exchange it for?"
"It's simple. I want all the secrets of the Star God."
Jinji Tasha put forward the conditions without any nonsense.
Since he learned the Necrons' greatest weakness from Zuo Si, he personally led a team to develop this potion that could allow the Necrons to regain their perception and emotions.
In fact, long before the Mirrodin space and time was infected by the Glow Oil, the energy absorbed and nurtured by the Light Moths there could produce similar effects, and even give the user the illusion that the flow of time around them was slowing down.
But it is only useful for living things.
Later, with the addition of Warp Oil, new potions were able to give emotions and perception to creatures like constructs and undead.
Because when the Warp Oil enters a soulless intelligent creation, it will temporarily give it a faint soul light.
When this bit of soul light is completely consumed, it will naturally return to its original state.
"I can give you the secret of the Star God, but the prerequisite is that you need to hand over the technology to make this thing to us."
Trazyn also offered an exchange.
As a Necromancer overlord, he was well aware of the importance of this potion to his own race, and could not accept it being in the hands of outsiders.
Otherwise, once other French emperors, overlords and nobles take it, they will inevitably become addicted, and then it will become a fatal weakness that can be controlled by the other party.
"No problem. In fact, I brought a full set of manufacturing equipment and the corresponding formula. But one of them needs you to get it from the oil sea in the warp space yourself."
As he spoke, Jinji Taxia handed over a square box.
The figure king recognized at a glance that this thing contained some kind of super-dimensional space technology, and gently pressed the gem button on it.
The next second...
The palm-sized box began to stretch and expand at a speed visible to the naked eye until it became an enormous fully automatic assembly line.
In the recipe list, he clearly saw Warp Oil and Psychic Energy.
"What I just drank was actually a mixture of spiritual energy and special oil?"
Trazyn was stunned.
Because the entire Necrons race has no good feelings towards the Warp, and even have an inexplicable hostility and hatred towards it.
After all, in their understanding, the Warp has long been tied to their former mortal enemy, the Ancient Saints.
Jinji Taxia smiled and asked, "What else?
What else do you think can give soulless mechanical bodies perception and emotions?
Only the power of the soul can bring back to life the body that has lost it.
And in this universe, the most easily obtained soul power is in the Soul Sea of the Subspace.
Don't worry, it won't harm you or your people.
Because energy is energy, without any additional properties attached to it.”
The King of Figures' eyes flickered wildly, as if he was weighing the pros and cons of this potion. Finally, he nodded: "Okay, I admit that what you have brought is very convincing. The deal is done. Here, this is all the secrets we know about the Star God."
As the last word came out of his mouth, he handed the Inquisitor a storage device unique to the Necrons.
Jinji Taxia took it and immediately inserted it into the interface on his body, reading all the added contents at a very fast speed, and then asked in great surprise: "Your method of killing the Star God is to erase it from time?"
“Yes, this is the only known way to kill a Star God.
No, it cannot be called killing to be exact, it is just that their self-awareness is erased.
Because Landugol the Flayer is not really dead, the real universe rules he represents are still affecting some of my compatriots.
In other words, the Star God is the embodiment of the laws of the universe and cannot be killed at all.
And even if he loses consciousness, the remaining hatred is enough to create a terrible curse.
This is why after killing Landugor the Flayer, the Silent King never killed another Star God, but instead smashed and sealed them away. "
Trazyn explained as he folded up the huge assembly line factory and transformed it back into the small box in his hand.
Just from the creation in his hand, he could tell that the other party's technological level was no worse than that of the Necrons.
Especially in the fields of space and dimension, it is even better than before.
"I see!"
Jinji Taxia showed a thoughtful expression, and then regained his composure in a very short time. He stared at the long object that the King of Figures carried with him and emitted huge energy and asked tentatively: "Is it the fragment of the Star God?"
"Yes, that's right. Here are a dozen and thirty Star God fragments. As long as you can come up with enough chips, I can hand them all over."
When saying this, Trazyn's tone clearly revealed strong excitement and excitement.
Because under the effect of the drug, he began to be able to experience real emotional fluctuations, rather than the previous simulation that was purely achieved by logical algorithms.
"Haha, then it seems I have to come up with something good."
As he spoke, Jinji Tasha took out a small bottle from his arms that emitted golden sacred energy.
The King of Figures was immediately attracted after just one look, and asked in a trembling voice: "What's in here? I feel the surging energy like a star!"
“Divine blood!
The blood of a god from another universe left after being injured! Anyone who can decipher and absorb the divine power and divinity contained in it will have the opportunity to become a god above all living beings!
Note that I am not referring to the conceptual gods in the Warp that were born from mortal emotions, but real gods who can retain self-awareness and souls.
Most importantly, only one drop of divine blood is needed to restore the soul of a soulless machine.
How about it, how many Star God fragments do you think it can be exchanged for?"
Jinji Tasha gently shook the divine blood in the bottle in his hand, his tone filled with naked and undisguised amusement and mockery.
He obviously grasped the Necrons' pain point and planned to strengthen them here.
Similarly, the figure king Taraxin also realized this and stared at the divine blood for a long time without making any response.
At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he realized that the other party knew from the beginning what his race desired most and had made targeted arrangements.
But the problem is that he has no way to refuse such a deal...