["…That is, do not pick up any weapons or equipment you have never seen before!"]
[At this moment, the end of your words has just fallen. ]
[A hand covered with a vibranium shell suddenly opens outward.]
[When the five fingers in your palm swayed slightly, the metal ten rings that had been hanging on Taraxin's waist suddenly hummed and began to emit a special energy with purple light! ]
[The next second, you suddenly raised your other vibranium hand, and swung the Blood Scythe tightly held in your palm towards Fulgrim who was not far behind you! ]
[Click——]
[Accompanied by a slight sound of metal collision. ]
[Fulgrim, who had already recovered from some of his serious injuries, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his huge hand covered with purple-gold ceramic steel caught the blood sickle surrounded by green light without hesitation! ]
[He subconsciously let out an angry roar that echoed all around.]
["For the Emperor——"]
[Immediately afterwards, Fulgrim's entire huge body launched a crazy charge towards Trazyn like a violent purple whirlwind! ]
[At the same time, the metal ten rings that you regained control of almost instantly left Trazyn's waist.]
[The rapidly rotating metal ten rings hit the metal body of the Necromancer heavily, instantly tearing apart the living metal that the Necromancers were so proud of! ]
[At this moment, Tarasim, with a faint green light flickering in his eyes, quickly stepped back.]
[It wanted to temporarily avoid the attack of a perfect replica of the original body that was about to arrive, and also wanted to wave the scepter of transference and annihilation in its palm again to block the repeated impact of countless metal ten rings.]
[However, at this moment, you once again drove the Vibranium Power Armor to launch a terrifying charge and approached Trazyn a few feet away.]
[You take advantage of the fact that Fulgrim is so close to you and quickly swings the Blood Scythe to launch a series of rapid slashes at Trazyn.]
[Your two vibranium palms have already stretched forward, almost firmly grasping the empathy annihilation scepter belonging to Trazyn! ]
["Let go——"]
[You stared at Trazyn's green-glowing metal eye sockets, and gnashed your teeth as you let out an angry roar.]
[The next second, a pair of vibranium magnetic boots that seemed to be full of anger instantly rose high from the ground, and then kicked heavily on Trazyn's chest and abdominal skeleton! ]
["No--"]
["This is the perfect collection for me!!!"]
["My precious scepter——"]
[Accompanied by the harsh friction sound of a metal limb suddenly breaking and shattering.]
[The metal head surrounded by green light subconsciously let out a tragic wail, and Taraxin flew backwards like a metal target that had just been hit hard! ]
[Fulgrim seized the opportunity to attack and stepped forward quickly.]
[The blood sickle that he had been holding tightly in his palm was almost danced into a brilliant green light that even your naked eyes could not distinguish! ]
[Squeak, squeak, squeak——]
[Within just a few breaths, the Undead Overlord Tarasim, who was still in mid-air, was forcibly decomposed into living metal scattered all over the sky by countless bright green lights! ]
[Boom! ]
[You stare at Trazyn, whose body has completely been destroyed, and slowly exhale a breath.]
[You slam the Empathy Annihilation Scepter you held tightly in your palm onto the ground as if you were exhausted, making a dull clashing sound! ]
[Immediately afterwards, a series of metallic ten rings shimmering with purple light gathered above your power backpack like tired birds returning to their nests, quickly forming a circle of purple light.]
[At this moment, with the perfect cooperation of your primarch brother Fulgrim, you unexpectedly won a game against the Undead Overlord Trazyn! ]
[In fact, you gradually woke up relying on your beast instincts before meeting Fulgrim this time.]
[A vague and ambiguous counterattack plan formed in my mind.]
[You repeatedly speculated and analyzed the personality traits and behavior style of the Undead Overlord Trazyn.]
[You want to take advantage of the blind spots in the other party's thinking logic, or the numb mentality of the other party who is accustomed to collecting collectibles to provide additional stimulation and interference, so that the other party will gradually reveal their true colors or specific flaws. ]
[You are actually just gambling on your luck, and you don't completely rely on this one game to win or lose. ]
[However, when you accidentally noticed the ten metal rings that Trazyn had gathered around his waist. ]
[You decide without hesitation to take advantage of this game and make a big bet.]
[If you succeed, perhaps you and Fulgrim will have a chance to escape completely. If you fail, it will just be a restart of the next cycle.]
[As the number of cycles continues to increase, you, who possess the instincts of a beast, will quickly wake up and once again step onto the gambling table of fate with the Undead Overlord Trazyn.]
["One of Trazyn's substitutes was completely destroyed, but we did not enter the next cycle. It seems that the other trigger point is not on the other party..."]
[You take a deep breath. ]
[Your gaze is fixed on Fulgrim, who is carrying the Blood Scythe and driving the power armor and turning back.]
["The two Primarchs spent a lot of time and effort, but they only managed to kill one substitute. It seems that the Necrons are much more complicated than I thought…" Fulgrim said to you with a serious expression.]
["Brother, this is one of the ancient races that disrupted the originally peaceful subspace and even played a great role in the birth of the Chaos God, not to mention that they also…"]
[However, at this moment, just when you were about to briefly tell Fulgrim, who knew nothing about it, about the glorious history of the Necrons. ]
[Buzz buzz buzz——]
[Accompanied by a deep throbbing that seemed to touch the soul level, one after another, the invisible barriers belonging to the hypercube maze were quickly peeled away under the perception of you and Fulgrim! ]
["Hiss——" You couldn't help but take a breath and muttered to yourself.]
["Why did Trazyn open our time loop trap so easily? I thought it would take more chances to figure out the entire hypercube maze and find a way to escape!"]
[At this moment, the hypercube maze completely disappears. ]
[You and Fulgrim have returned to a xenomorph containment area that has just been repaired.]
[Within your field of vision, a large number of underworld scarabs and countless Necromancers are busy adjusting the states of stasis fields and accommodating the many alien creatures in them.]
[The next second, before you and Fulgrim could quickly raise their guard, they clenched their weapons tightly.]
[Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, every Necromancer with a living metallic luster on his body subconsciously turned his metal head.]
[Countless green eyes without any emotion are staring straight at you! ]
[The next moment, almost all the Necrons simultaneously let out a terrifying roar that was like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, and the roar of mountains and tsunamis! ]
["Give…my…scepter…back…to…me!!!"]
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This chapter's extra title: My precious scepter (cassock)——
In fact, what made me most excited to write this story was the fact that the figure king carelessly lost his scepter and this famous line.
Of course, the author's excitement is different from the reader's excitement, not everyone may like it, haha
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