Warhammer Seal

Chapter 505
"You, human, where did you come from."

While advancing towards the depths of the ground, the ancient tomb technician also had time to say a few words.

"I come from Mars."

"Shut up, I didn't ask you."

The deflated Zarka immediately shut up, knowing what would happen if he offended the Necromancer, so he could only take a few steps back to keep Wind and the Necromancer in step.

I really don't know what kind of characteristics Wen De has, so that almost all aliens will not attack him actively.

"I'm from the North River Federation."

"Beihe Federation? Give me the coordinates of the star area."

Since it was an ancient tomb technician's request, Wende couldn't refuse it. Even if he didn't give it, he could easily take it away from him.

"It turns out that it's just a weak federation that occupies two galaxies. It doesn't pose any threat to me. After the Tomb Dynasty is fully awakened, it can still leave you a private plot."

"I will apply to the overlord for a proposal to build a zoo in the two star fields of Beihe-[-] and Beihe-[-]. One of the prerequisites is that you are not allowed to make friends with the spirit race and orcs. The Old Sacred Alliance is not very annoying, that's it. The two dogs are too rambunctious."

"The spirit race is over, the mother planet has been blown into the Eye of Terror, and 99.9866% of the population has died."

"That's good news."

Of course, Zarka, who was following Wende and the Tomb Technician, could hear everything.

However, he didn't care about the past identity of the Necrons, nor did he care whether Wende was independent from the empire. He only wanted technology, the technology obtained from the so-called melting pot.

As a great sage who has excavated the remains of the Old Sage, Zarka not only found that he was completely unable to understand the technology of the Old Sage, but also understood that the Necrons are far more powerful than the Old Sage, and have a power closer to that of the Holy Oumu Messiah. Technology.

"Ancient Tomb Technician, it doesn't matter whether it's helping you kill the spirit race or orcs, or providing population slave resources, as long as you can provide a little bit of technology, a little bit will be fine."

Even if he is following behind, Zarka will explain his demands many times.

"You humans don't have a short lifespan. Why are you more impatient than us all dead? The furnace has arrived, be quiet."

The so-called melting pot is the place where the star gods transformed the dead into Necrons.

This device can completely extract the soul of a creature and inject it into another body.

That's right, the Tomb Technician has a very bold idea, which is to use the furnace to exchange the thoughts and wills of himself and Zarka.

"Humans of Mechanicism, look at this thing, this is what you have been longing for all this time, it will give you the purest mechanical body, exactly like ours."

The Tomb Technician grinned darkly as he spoke, knowing that the Furnace had taken away their entire race's flesh and hope for the future.

"Now, we can use the furnace to exchange consciousness. You have a purely mechanical body, and I will also have your physical body."

"Don't you need any rituals or sacrifices?"

"Both superstition and religion explain things that they cannot explain, and the technology of the melting pot can be easily explained by us, as long as both parties are completely voluntary, and the subjective will does not resist at the same time, the exchange of consciousness can be completed."

"Of course, the probability of failure is very high."

The ancient tomb technician did not lie. After 6000 million years of consciousness-changing technology, there have been many protocol errors, and it is not easy to fix them.

But at least it's guaranteed to work.

The ancient tomb technician didn't want to live anyway. If he was killed by conventional methods, his body would be reborn in another tomb world because of the resurrection agreement, and he would continue to be trapped in eternal torture. It would be better to commit suicide in this way.

As for Zarka, he is completely reckless for the sake of technology.

The two parties have reached an agreement and arranged for Wende to manage the entire process of the ceremony.

Scientists are all dead-headed. Once they decide to do something, they will naturally be 100% unable to persuade them to come back. They can only start operating the furnace according to the requirements of the two.

Soon the equipment started to work, and the dark green light enveloped the entire catacomb, and then the energy was being used rapidly everywhere, the entire tomb world began to tremble a little, and the ceremony was over.

The first person to sit up from the furnace was Zarka, with his hands clumsily supporting the edge of the furnace, tremblingly trying to stand up.

Maybe the plan failed, but fortunately Zarka is still alive.

Wen Deli immediately went to help him, but his intuition told him that something was wrong.

"Don't help me, human beings, this body is really a bit inflexible."

Whether it is Zarka or the ancient tomb technician, they are not people who know how to joke. Now I can only explain one situation, that is, the seizure of the house was successful.

The consciousness in this body belongs to the ancient tomb technician.

He stood up excitedly, then grabbed his mechanical left eye and tore it off. The remaining right eye was a pure physical eye, and began to turn around indiscriminately.

"The feeling of flesh and blood is great."

Then he bit his fleshy arm violently, and soon blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"This kind of pain is so nostalgic. I am bleeding, and I am feeling physical pain, not conscious pain."

He quickly ran towards the warehouse, looking for things that were very old even for the Necrons, medicines that could repair physical damage when they were still flesh and blood creatures.

At this moment, the metal body of the ancient tomb technician also sat up, turning his hands back and forth in front of him.

"Sure enough, I already feel that the Om Messiah is calling my name, and the technology has succeeded."

That's right, regardless of the luck factor, these two people can be regarded as deeply obsessed, and they managed to exchange each other's consciousness, and both had the ending they wanted.

Zarka already has the body of the Necromancer, purely mechanical, and has the plasticity of living metal, which is hundreds of times stronger than the mechanical body modified by the Mechanicum.

At this time, the ancient tomb technician with a human body also healed his wounds, and came to Zarka with a space necromancer body.

Take off the red robe representing Mechanicism on yourself, and put it on for Zarka.

"I think I should have a more suitable appearance. After all, the Necrons are the nominal enemy of the Empire."

Indeed, Zarka is now the body of the Tomb Technician, who is easily injured by the Empire.

As for the ancient tomb technician, he was really in a good mood, and he could see the smile on his face.

The human body is really good, the basic life span has reached an astonishing 120 years, and genetic modification can be easily carried out. Coupled with the original technology of the dead, the life span can be easily extended to a thousand years.

And this kind of flesh can still reproduce offspring.

"I can teach you a technique, how to control the power of living metal, so as to complete the plasticity of your mechanical body."

　Thank you [Ming Pie Fei Gong] for the monthly pass and the reward.

　　Thank you [Dathanius] for the monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)