After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

The energy and matter of the stars filled Rungomignard, and the pure white light from the Holy Lance left a trail of pure white flashes between the visitor's light swipes.

There were at least a hundred different daemon engines, cleansed by starlight and fire in this blow.

The indestructible metal shell and the chaotic energy of the subspace can't shelter the dirty demon soul under the steel body at this moment.

"The core technology of the Dark Mechanicus does not come from Chaos, but from the Star God..."

The visitor sideways dodges a lunge from a Bloodslayer.

"No, let me think about it. Before and after the split, the Dark Mechanic Cult and the Martian Mechanic Cult still have the same thing, that is, they want to find the STC standard technology memory module of the Golden Age of Humanity. Recreating the lost technology of the golden age."

After a backhand blow shattered the flea-like demon engine in appearance, the visitor raised the Rungomigniad and pointed at a Skull Master.

boom.

In the next second, a fiery light cannon pierced through the shield mixed with chaotic energy, easily melting the upper body of this huge machine.

The large demonic engine powerful enough to power the enemy's imperial Titan-like mecha, and the soul of the bloodthirsty demon possessed in it, both turned into ashes and dust in the ensuing martyrdom.

"Leaving aside the science and technology related to the subspace, is the human federation in the golden age...qualified to approach the Necrontyr in terms of overall technology?!"

"..."

The roar of the Hades Gatling machine gun and the bloody storm cannon overwhelmed the voice of the visitor talking to himself, and the saturated firepower struck under the slanted coverage, while flooding the visitor's location, it also killed dozens of bloody machines. Smaller demons such as the butcher, the venom crawler, and the obliterator caused it to be torn to pieces together.

A few of them are quite different from the Skull Lords, presenting a complete human form. The lower body is two steel backs instead of tank crawlers. Skull Reapers are waving the Khorne Axe in their hands. Under the protection of subspace energy, they are bathed in The artillery fire stomped the ground and rushed towards the visitor's location.

The huge chain ax was covered with the remains of the victims. The blade rotated at the edge of the axe, enough to tear apart the fearless mech. With the arm strength in units of tons, it fell with a thunderbolt.

铛

The Khorne Slashing Ax, which was several meters long, collided with the intersecting extremely slender Holy Spear. Countless bright sparks were born at the moment when the spear and ax collided. It was a holy spear with a toothpick, which melted the entire ax blade into molten iron in less than a second, and the tip of the spear, which was still full of power, pierced the steel giant's chest with a single shot.

The brilliance of stars blooms in the narrow space.

boom.

The shock wave carried by the explosion knocked off the small demon engines, and also caused all kinds of large demon engines to shake.

At this time, the weapons carried on the Tzeentch Silver Tower, charged by the psykers of the internal slaves, and the subspace energy beam weapons also began to attack the visitors.

But none of this matters.

No matter what kind of demonic engine it is, no matter how they look down on the battlefield, how many space warriors died in front of them, in this place, they are just humble cannon fodder.

The star god in the seal has no power to control the demons. The Nether Dragon simply manipulates time, space and phases, dragging these demonic engines from all corners of the galaxy, and has no intention of controlling them.

After the demon engine surrounded and entangled the visitor, the star god released endless energy, impacting the tomb that trapped it, and part of the power broke through the seal, forming a wave of flames hotter than the interior of the star, Shrouded countless demonic engines and visitors together.

Over millions of high temperatures swept across the entire multidimensional labyrinth.

All the demon engines were reduced to ashes in the star god's cosmic fire, and the demon soul attached to the metal body completely disappeared without even making a scream.

Demons cannot be completely killed in the real universe. This iron law that has not changed for thousands of years is just a joke in front of the Star God.

"So, think about it differently. In the entire galaxy, the only race that can dismantle the hypercube tomb created by the Necrons and lift the seal of the star god is the human beings in the golden age..."

Yet, amidst the flames hotter than the interiors of some stars, the visitor's voice came through unmistakably.

"...Moreover, humans in the golden age are almost as capable as the Necrophobia in the past, to create a living metal shell that can be possessed by a star god in an energy form."

The Holy Lance Lungomeniad, parted the fiery sea of ​​flames, and the visitor walked out of it unscathed.

"This is the technology that you secretly influenced the inhabitants of Mars after the warp space storm destroyed the golden age of mankind, formed the Mechanicus, and began to pursue the golden age."

"The reason is that one day, with the help of human beings, you can be liberated from the seal and get a living metal body again... but it was destroyed by the emperor, so I had to secretly split a dark machine The gods, use the cover of turning to chaos, continue to pursue and mine the technology of the golden age, and take revenge for what the emperor has done to you."

On his body, the dazzling brilliance of stars spanned the vast universe and projected from every corner of the galaxy.

star god.

The term couldn't be more appropriate for the visitor.

The matter that controls the star, holds the energy of the star, just exists here, it is the will and the incarnation of the star.

'The Star Maker'

The Transcendent C'tan in the Tesseract Vault whispered the visitor's immortal true name engraved on this world and engraved by the universe.

"Do you know why it was me, not the one on the Golden Throne, who came here in person?"

The visitor put the holy spear on the ground.

The Nether Dragon didn't answer. After conclusively determining that the visitor's immortal real name remembered by the universe is the Star Forger, a greedy desire filled its thinking.

Star gods can devour each other.

As long as it can devour the newly born star god in front of it and absorb all the energy of its immature compatriots, it will not only be able to escape from its cage, but it will also be able to recover to the greatest extent the power it once had in its heyday.

That is the power that the ancient sages fear, the necrophobes must obey, and the gods of the subspace are disdainful.

"You want to eat me?"

Sensing the greedy sight in the surrounding space, the dumb hair on the top of the visitor's head trembled, and then turned around, pointing to the direction of the hypercube tomb.

To reiterate, star gods can devour each other, and this way of devouring is not just about devouring each other's energy, but mainly about devouring each other's soul.

In fact, C'tan can feed on the energy of the stars, but only souls have nutritional value for them.