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 confused after 60 million years of slumber, the memories of many Necrons have become 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 technology, 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.
Szalak didn't even know whether they were captured after being exposed, or were infected by the Shock Oil and were no longer part of the Necrons.
After a long silence, he finally told the Three Saints Guards who were waiting there, "Bring Trazyn in."
The latter nodded and turned to leave immediately after receiving the order. About a few minutes later, the King of Figures appeared in front of the throne that symbolized the highest power.
As an elegant and polite gentleman (at least he thought so), Trazyn followed the ancient tradition of the Necrontyr and bowed to the Silent King to express his respect, and then began to show his unique sense of humor.
"Oh, great and supreme King of Silence, please allow me to express my highest respects to you.
Please believe that my previous actions were entirely out of the desire to protect the precious cultural relics of the entire race.
It has absolutely nothing to do with greed.
It is not to satisfy my own little unknown hobbies.
I will donate my entire museum if you give the order."
I have to say, there are so many flaws in what the Figure King said that it's hard to tell where to start.
Fortunately, Szalak had experienced the transformation from a Necrontyr to a Necron, and then fought in the War in Heaven and crushed all the Star Gods who devoured his soul. He had experienced countless big scenes, so no matter how outrageous the things were, he could keep a serious face.
He simply ignored the sarcasm and asked directly, "You said you have important news about Shuoyou and its owner to report to me?"
Trazyn put away her playful attitude and nodded without thinking: “That’s right.
In fact, I made contact with the envoys sent by the other side.
They even gifted me some one-of-a-kind treasures.
And these creatures have never appeared in the Milky Way.
Since you are the only one in your entire race who has explored beyond the galaxy and even conquered a large territory.
I think you might be able to figure out where these creatures came from.”
After saying that, the Figure King directly released the images of creatures from other universes, as well as the information he had obtained from his research over the past few days, including genetic codes and memories extracted from the brain.
With the Necrons' efficient data transmission methods, Szahrak input all the information into his central processing unit in just 0.01 seconds, and completed the reading at a speed that ordinary creatures could not achieve.
After about three to five seconds, he said in an emotionless tone, "I have never seen these creatures before, and I have not even discovered similar genetic structures. It is obvious that the owner of the Shuo Oil comes from a very distant place, possibly even from a universe beyond the universe."
"So he is using this gift to show me his identity and his sincerity in wanting to make a deal?"
There was some inexplicable excitement in Trazyn's tone.
Because to him, an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years, the vast Milky Way galaxy is now like his own backyard, with no secrets at all, and is full of boring, tedious and repetitive things.
If it weren't for some young new races that could bring some challenges and fun, I would have probably been bored to death long ago.
But now, some things that he had never seen or even heard of were placed in front of him. The indescribable sense of freshness instantly gave him the illusion that he was still alive.
"Maybe, maybe not. It depends on the other party's purpose. What is the purpose of him giving you these gifts?" The Silent King continued to ask.
The Figure King answered without hesitation: "It's related to the Star God. He is eager to know all the secrets of the Star God, including how we killed Landugol the Flayer and how we blasted the other Star Gods into pieces. In addition, he also wants to obtain some fragments of the Star God through trading."
"trade?"
Szalak keenly grasped a key word.
“Yeah, deal.
I investigated the small dynasties that were swallowed by the sparkling oil, and found that the database recorded that one of the dynasties owned a piece of the Star God fragment.
So if nothing unexpected happens, it should be that the owner of Shuoyou developed a strong interest in it after obtaining the fragment of Star God.
In addition, I have discovered some extremely fast-flying probes near Saranoga, an outsider in the outer reaches of the Milky Way."
Trazyn told him all the information he had.
You have to know that he is not only concerned with his own collection, but is also doing many important things, including using the Star God fragments at hand to obtain information about the Great Rift of the Galaxy.
"Are you sure that the owner of the sparkling oil is not a Star God?"
Szalak made the final confirmation in a serious tone.
"Yes, I am very sure. Because he has demonstrated powerful psychic magic in public more than once, and he has even trained a group of equally powerful psychic mages. This is something that a Star God will never be able to do."
The Figure King pondered for a moment and then quickly gave a reassurance.
With the end of the Plague War, many news about the changes in the Warp have reached his ears through various channels.
For example, Nurgle, one of the four evil gods of chaos, was killed, and another example is the rise of the new goddess of death.
Since Robert Guilliman was an eyewitness at the time and later told everyone he trusted about what happened, one could get a general idea of what happened as long as one paid a little attention.
After hearing this explanation, the Silent King finally stopped hesitating and ordered directly: "I now authorize you to contact the other party. If necessary, you can throw a few Star God fragments to them. It is very important to find out their origins and intentions. If necessary, you can use my treasure house as you like."
"Please rest assured, I will not let you down."
Trazyn, who had received the authorization, was so happy that she almost jumped up.
Because it means that he can obtain many new and unknown collections in the transaction, and even regain his soul and body to become a real life.
Through capturing and observing the creations of New Phyrexia, the King of Figures has discovered that these things, either purely mechanical or mixed with flesh and blood, are clearly divided into two categories.
One of them is similar to himself, without a soul but with wisdom, and the other has an independent and complete soul.
This means that the owner of the oil seems to have the ability to give creatures souls! As Szalak, who has also studied the oil, of course knows what Taraxin is thinking, and immediately reminds him: "Don't forget the deception we have suffered! There is nothing in this world that can be easily obtained without paying a price, let alone something as precious as the soul."
The Figure King smiled bitterly and responded, "Of course I know. But this is our only hope right now, isn't it?"
"That's why we have to be extra vigilant. Last time, the Star God threw out the only hope as bait when we were in despair. Promise me that you will never try anything you don't understand. I don't want to have to kill you with my own hands one day."
When saying this, the Silent King exuded a strong murderous intent, and it was obvious that he was not joking.
After all, the biggest fear of a person who has made a mistake is that he will make the same mistake again one day.
There is no doubt that the trade invitation sent by Zuo Si caused quite a stir within the Necrons, and it can even be said that it caused a huge split.
Some overlords, emperors, and nobles who were fed up with the endless emptiness believed that if they could regain their souls and flesh and blood, they would be able to regain the lost feelings like real life.
Others thought that they had paid such a huge price to gain eternal life, so why should they miss the short-lived and fragile flesh and blood of the Necrontyr.
It turns out that the Silent King made a huge mistake when he destroyed the Master Control Protocol.
He was used to being able to order trillions of Necron legions to tear apart the enemy with just one order. Apparently, he had forgotten how complex human nature was. He had also forgotten that there could never be only one voice and thought in a large social group.
In this messy chaos, Trazyn and Jinjitasha's first meeting finally began on an unknown desolate satellite.
For some unknown reason, neither side made a big fanfare, and didn't even bring many followers. If you didn't know, you might have thought they were old friends.
Little did they know that the beings they sent were not their real selves, but specially created copies.
Among them, it is unknown which unlucky Necromancer's body the Figure King has occupied, and there are almost dozens of clones hidden in the surrounding super dimensions, ready to deal with possible sudden attacks at any time.
Jinji Tasha is no less impressive. Its seemingly inconspicuous body is filled with technology and ruthlessness from the inside out. If it wants to, it can overload its oil engine at any time and turn it into a terrifying killing machine.
But the interesting thing is that neither of them showed their inner wariness, but instead began to greet each other politely.
"I'm glad you accepted our trade request, Your Excellency Trazyn. Although I've heard that you are a humorous and polite person, I now know that seeing is believing."
Jinji Tasha showed high emotional intelligence and conversation skills that were completely different from usual.
Although he usually has a cold, unapproachable and harsh impression, he never has a good face towards those researchers who lack talent or always fail to produce results.
But this does not mean that the Blue Demon Judge is a guy with high IQ and low EQ.
Just the opposite!
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 to survive 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 enormously 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...
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