[If you are not mistaken, it should be a fragment of a star god that has become the energy core of the tomb world. ]
[Looking at the entire galaxy, only the Necrons can use the fragments of the Star God as batteries. ]
[But what is even more despairing is that the Star God fragments cannot help you leave this tomb world. Even if you destroy the imprisonment device, it will become an even more terrifying destructive storm.]
["hehe..."]
[At this moment, you suddenly laughed softly, and even Fulgrim, who was standing beside you with an extremely serious expression, subconsciously glanced at you.]
["I should have thought of it long ago. With Trazyn's ability and means, it wouldn't be difficult to obtain a Star God fragment." You muttered to yourself.]
[The next moment, you narrowed your eyes and briefly told Fulgrim beside you about the true origin of the C'tan fragment.]
[Fulgrim, with a more solemn expression, once again realized the power of the Necrons, and completely refreshed his understanding of the Necromancer Trazyn.]
[Buzz buzz buzz——]
[At this moment, with an unreadable expression on your face, you suddenly raised a vibranium palm and quickly projected several purple-glowing metal ten rings from behind toward the outside of the cubic building.]
[Soon after, the huge Salamander Astartes reentered the building.]
["Go and collect explosives that can be activated from your battle brothers and mortal warriors. It would be best if they have melta bombs, but it doesn't matter if they don't have any."]
[You stared at the unknown fragment of the Star God in the distance, and spoke to the Salamander Astarte without turning your head.]
[And this black uncle from Salamander seems to have guessed what you were thinking. ]
[The other party nodded his head with a solemn expression, and then walked out without hesitation. ]
["Brother, are you planning to…" Fulgrim, frowning slightly, suddenly looked down at you and asked.]
["Once this fragment of the Star God is freed from its many restraints, it will surely cause irreparable trouble to Trazyn, but we who are closest to it will also face a catastrophe... I'm sorry, Brother Fulgrim, if I were here in my true form, I might still have a chance to lead you out of this situation, but unfortunately this is just a replica of my true form. Perhaps to some extent, I am actually no different from you now."]
[You slightly raised your neck, stared at Fulgrim in front of you with tired eyes, and said in a deep voice.]
["I understand you, brother. You have done everything you can. In fact, if it weren't for you, I would probably still be struggling in the time loop chasing after that ray of false hope."]
["It is better for me to die gloriously as a Primarch than to become a puppet in the hands of Chaos or the Necrons again... I am Fulgrim, son of the Emperor, a proud Imperial Phoenix, but also a blood brother of yours!"]
["Come on, brother, let us embark on the road to endless glory together. Perhaps one day, you and I will meet again under the Emperor's throne!"]
[At this moment, Fulgrim, with his blood-red hair moving without wind, slowly reveals to you a handsome smile full of sincere emotions.]
[He raises a huge ceramite hand and slaps it hard on your heavy vibranium shoulder armor.]
[Then he activated the damaged power armor without hesitation and walked out of the building.]
[However, you stared at Fulgrim's tall figure gradually disappearing from your field of vision with your squinting eyes, and suddenly a long sigh came out of your mouth.]
["…Sorry, brother. If this had been handled properly, no one except me would have died in the battle."]
[You looked back at the fragments of the Star God again and drove the Vibranium Power Armor out of the building.]
[You have already made the best choice for Fulgrim and the others without authorization...]
[Soon after, several of the remaining melta bombs and a number of high-explosive grenades were successfully installed by the Salamanders Astartes throughout the huge building used to imprison the Star God fragments.]
[While you were playing with the only detonator in your hand, you stood side by side with Fulgrim, who was giving his final pre-war speech to the crowd.]
[You two gaze fearlessly at the countless Necrons that are gradually gathering around this place.]
[At this moment, Trazyn, who is mobilizing more tomb troops, seems to know your current situation. Facing this collection of resistance coalition forces that are like trapped beasts, he originally showed great patience despite being furious.]
[About a few dozen minutes later, the large Necron forces that had surrounded the area gradually dispersed, revealing a wide road that led directly to everyone.]
[At the same time, the Undead Overlord Trazyn is controlling a significantly more powerful metal substitute and is slowly walking towards you.]
["Perhaps you think that destroying the confinement device of the Star God fragment will bring greater trouble to my tomb world... Then you human collections are too naive!"]
[With green light flashing in his eyes, Trazyn slowly raised a metal hand towards you and Fulgrim.]
[And right in the center of the other person's palm, a twelve-sided cube with a faint metallic luster on its surface was slowly rotating in mid-air.]
["Look, this is a master control module of the hypercube maze that can immediately pull the entire tomb world into a time loop. A long, long time ago, I had already completed the basic time node transformation of the entire tomb world. Now, I only need to stimulate it a little bit, and all your battles and sacrifices will completely disappear, and even return to a time node that even I don't know…"]
["So, the strong will you showed or the methods you racked your brains to come up with are completely meaningless to me!"]
[At this moment, Taraxin, who has completely revealed his true identity, speaks to all of you without reservation.]
[After hearing what the other party said, Fulgrim's originally solemn expression suddenly became even uglier.]
[Even those Astartes who had already made up their minds to die subconsciously grasped the melee weapons in their palms. ]
[If the words of the Undead Overlord Trazyn are not mixed with any lies, then death may become a luxury for all of you! ]
["Tsk tsk… Trazyn, you're right. Compared to the technology you Necrons have mastered, we humans look like a group of uncivilized savage insects. It's a pity that you Necrontyr were fooled by the Star Gods and your entire race was completely wiped out, right?"]
[At this moment, you took a deep breath and suddenly drove the Vibranium Power Armor forward, staring at the direction of Trazyn with your eyes suddenly brightening and speaking loudly.]
["Haha, young human Primarch, if you think you can use this level of topic and sarcasm to make me lose control in front of the battlefield, then you are wrong. I am just a Undead Overlord who likes to collect everything. As for the future of the race, I am afraid that only old antiques like the Silent King will care more…"]
["Besides, the grudge between you and me is purely personal... Who allowed you to steal my precious scepter?"]
[With green light flashing in his eyes, Trazyn spoke to you in a cold tone.]
["Oh? Really? I think you may have misunderstood me. I just want to give you Necrons a chance to regain your bodies!" You shook your head slightly and slowly stopped. ]
[You narrowed your eyes and stared at the Undead Overlord not far away, speaking in a deep voice, almost enunciating each word.]
["Tarasim, I'm here to negotiate with you!"]
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(End of this chapter)