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Faced with this riot in the warp, he had a premonition that an unprecedented and massive war was about to break out, and he would not be absent.
The Eldar can be said to have committed a grave mistake.
Their actions will inevitably be hated by the space necromancers, and Zhou Qing will remember them and hunt them down to the ends of the earth.
Chapter 186 The Awakening of the Space Necromancer Dynasty
Just as Zhou Qing finished his conversation with Trajan and turned his gaze back to the star map that resembled a boiling oil pan, a ripple, not in the physical sense, was quietly spreading from the distant edge of the star field.
It was not a foul wave from the warp, but a cold, absolute wave with a tomb-like stillness.
Deep within the void, where no Imperial navigator had ever marked it, inside a massive metal structure large enough to engulf a planet—a fortress of a space dead tomb world—countless eerie green lights lit up in succession.
Tarasin the Endless, this ancient collector, though his metallic face is devoid of flesh and blood, expresses an almost "playful" emotion through the flickering light of his eyepiece.
One of his metal claws gently brushed against a floating three-dimensional star map in front of him, which clearly marked the rapidly expanding subspace contamination zone centered on the 108th World.
"Ah... the aura of the spirit bone circuits, mixed with desperate wails. These descendants of the Eldar always repeat the mistakes of their ancestors, and each time they try to drag more victims down with them."
"Tarachin's synthesized voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a mockery that had endured for millions of years."
His sensors captured the unique traces left by the Eldar Ark world as it traversed the warp network.
"They thought they were playing a grand game and seemed to have great faith in their own prophecies, but little did they know that this very prophetic action would lead them to their doom."
His gaze, or rather, the focus of the sensor, pierced through layers of emptiness, as if he could see Zhou Qing directly.
"This newly emerging human war commander, Zhou Qing, is an interesting variable."
It's worth keeping, whether it's his defeat or his victory.
Tarachin could already foresee that when the barrier between the warp and the real universe was completely torn apart here, it would not only unleash the chaos demons' revelry, but also awaken more necropolis worlds sleeping beneath this star field.
The Eldar's actions are tantamount to setting fire to the former courtyard of the Infinite Empire.
“It’s time to add some new items to my collection,” Tarasin murmured to himself, as his fleet hovered in the void of space, ready to bring this matter to a satisfactory conclusion. He was willing to help the human empire.
However, his help requires payment, and it takes time and waiting.
He will only emerge to help humanity once they are completely at a disadvantage, and then collect the reward he demands. As for what that reward is, that is none of humanity's business.
Taracin, who has always enjoyed collecting various figurines, has Zhou Qing as his next target.
This scientist, who is considered an extraordinary being among humans, is the one that Tarachin most wants to collect.
Tarachin was merely an entity that had rushed over from the awakened Necromancer Dynasty, located beneath the Istram 6 world, which was undergoing Gaia world reconstruction, in the world of Misty Star 108.
A small necromantic kingdom was also awakened by this action, and they are undergoing a reawakening process.
The Solantic Necromancer Dynasty is one of the many dynasties of the Necromancers in space.
Pharaoh: "Void Spellweaver" Oberon.
Oberon was the supreme ruler of the dynasty and a scholar obsessed with the study of the structure of reality.
One of the overlords, "Iron Monument Commander" Serafis.
Serafis was the dynasty's military commander, a pragmatic, resilient warrior with an absolute sense of responsibility for the dynasty's survival.
One of the overlords, "Netherworld Architect" Nemontet, is the chief tomb engineer who controls the dynasty's technology, fleet, and awakening process.
Thanks to the world of Istram 6, with its once abundant living metal and blackstone veins, the Dark Erosion Dynasty's military strength far surpassed that of ordinary small dynasties.
This dynasty itself benefited from their French research, which gave them a powerful ability to counter certain things and beings in the warp.
The dynasty possessed an elite fleet centered around a single tomb ship.
A modified "graveyard ship" named "Eternal Silence". It is not only a mobile command fortress, but also a powerful static field generator, capable of stabilizing battlefield reality on a small scale.
Three "Sickle-class" light cruisers served as the main force of the fleet, responsible for mid-range strikes.
Several squadrons of Jackal-class raiding ships carried out high-speed assault, reconnaissance, and harassment missions.
In addition to their fleet being stronger than that of ordinary Necromancer dynasties, they also possess some special variant combat units.
The Dark Eclipse Guard: A variant of the Coffin Guard whose shields can generate a powerful regional static field that can effectively slow down or even freeze psionic attacks and demonic entities.
Voidweavers: An immortal unit equipped with specialized Gaussian weapons whose fire can effectively disrupt psionic connections, making them particularly effective against psionic races such as Eldar.
The Annihilator: A death mark optimized for hunting psykers, capable of perfectly concealing itself using background radiation from reality-distorting areas.
The Lamenters: Warriors in the dynasty who have unfortunately been infected with the curse of the Skinners. Due to the intense warp shocks they experience upon awakening, these Skinners are even more bizarre, sometimes attacking with brief, ethereal phantoms.
Because this Necromancer dynasty was almost a specialized entity in the warp, they were able to react immediately when the situation in the 108 worlds suddenly changed.
The Necromancer Dynasty, which had not awakened during the transformation of Gaia, awoke at this moment.
The appearance of the warp caused Emperor Oberyn, who was forced to awaken, to have some confusion in his memories when he woke up.
But none of this mattered to him personally, since all his memories led to the end of the great Silent King Szalak's words that the Silent King would retrieve the souls of the Fearful Dead.
And there was the decree from the Council of the Three Saints, issued by the Silent King.
"The Sorantik dynasty has initiated the Great Hibernation Protocol."
As the memories came to an end, Oberyn felt that the era of glory would return, not by some powerful Archmage.
In the realm of space necromancy, his dynasty was merely an ordinary, albeit small, dynasty.
But that doesn't matter. The Emperor is the Emperor; his status still far surpasses that of ordinary space undead, ordinary undead, and nobles.
Although I am not as powerful as those other great Dharma Emperors, I am confident that my wisdom is no less than that of those great beings.
After all, he specializes in studying and dealing with the warp, and the reason he woke up again this time was precisely because of the warp.
Due to changes in the real universe, Oberon, who had just awakened, was unsure of what time it was, as the monitor inside the coffin had become a jumble of gibberish.
A great deal of time has passed, and the creations of the Necromancers in space are not immortal legendary items; they are still subject to wear and tear.
Oberon didn't care about this.
"Open the coffin," Oberon said with a touch of authority.
The system responded with silence...
Chapter 187 The coffin door was a little too good.
The unease in Oberon's heart grew stronger as he read, "His Holiness has authorized the activation of the Awakening Protocol." But at this moment, Oberon was still prepared to give it another shot.
The system silently buzzed, still without any response or use, as if he had just spoken to thin air.
"Well, it really came true," Oberon said helplessly.
Talking to himself was nothing to him, after all, he was the only machine in the entire coffin.
But it doesn't matter. Before the great hibernation, he still had a plan. To prevent those damned bean sprouts from coming to his place to steal his grave, he had some alternatives, such as opening it directly from the inside.
Although this operation is a bit troublesome, it's not a problem at all.
Oberon raised his mechanical leg, which hadn't moved for a long time, and kicked it hard one last time.
A loud noise rang out, but the coffin lid remained completely still.
"It's nothing, it just proves that our products are of excellent quality, right?" Oberon comforted himself in this way, and finally mustered up his strength to kick out hard.
An even louder sound reverberated throughout the coffin, but this time it had some effect; the coffin lid was kicked open a tiny crack.
"Good! It's good that it works. After all, my body is already mechanical. I'll eventually succeed if I kick it a few more times!" Oberon continued to comfort himself silently.
One loud kick after another echoed as the coffin lid was finally kicked open after a thousand kicks.
However, Oberon did not go out directly at this time. After all, he was the Dharma Emperor of the Necromancer Dynasty, and the Dharma Emperor had to have the rituals and ceremonial guards of a Dharma Emperor.
"System, authorize the activation of the Royal Guard—"
"Summon Nemontet, the architect of the Dark Silence, and the commander Serafis, and have them come to me to greet me."
"And by the way, tell him that the coffin door he built is far too sturdy. Our dynasty shouldn't waste so many resources on building coffin doors. Next time, tell him to build one that's a little easier to kick."
It took over 1000 kicks to finally open the coffin door, which made Oberon somewhat unhappy.
The system, which had been unable to be awakened while inside the coffin, responded to him at this moment.
[Command received, executing your command]
[Activating the procedure to remove the royal guard's stagnation protocol... Procedure in progress...]
[Connecting to Iron Monument Commander Serafis. Connection complete. His awakening protocol has been initiated. He is awakening.]
[Attempting to connect with the overlord "Silent Architect" Nemontet, connection complete, his awakening protocol has begun]
Oberon, who had been behaving normally until he heard that Nemontet was beginning to awaken, added another instruction.
"Forbid Nemontet's coffin door from opening. Seal it tightly and let him kick it out, one kick at a time, so he can really feel how good the quality of what he created is."
"Let him experience it firsthand so he can make improvements next time."
Oberon gave this order with some resentment.
[Your order has been received and the area is under lockdown. The architect, Nemontet, has received your command and says he knows he was wrong. Please release him.]
"It's no use, ignore him, let him kick it out himself!" Oberon didn't care about any of that, and he firmly issued his order.
[Command confirmed. Additional restrictions have been imposed on the awakening protocol of "The Architect of the Darkness," Nemontet. The physical activation mechanism has been locked, forcing a manual activation procedure.]
[Additional Instruction: Ignore all activation requests from the Nemont Overlord until it successfully physical disengages.]
Emperor Auberon stood silently beside his coffin, his metallic face expressionless, but the internal audio receiver had subtly increased its sensitivity, directing its focus to the depths of the tomb, to a slumbering area belonging to the chief tomb engineer.
At first, there was only deathly silence.
Then, a very faint but unusually muffled "thump" sound came through the thick tomb structure and layers of decks.
Another sound. The interval was a bit long, as if the other party was gathering strength, or checking whether its mechanical joints were functioning properly.
A faint glint flashed in Oberon's eyes, as if a human had raised an eyebrow.
Then, the impact sounds began to become rhythmic.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
"Awesome!" Oberon thought to himself with a sense of satisfaction. Even he, the High Priest of the Necromancers of Space, needed to kick the coffin door more than 1000 times to open it. His overlord would need at least 5000 kicks!
Oberon felt a small surge of pleasure.