Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 458: The Broken Trazyn, the Living Female Necrontyr

Before coming, Rhodes had already discussed a detailed stimulation plan with Asanes Ayi. This time, they had to completely break the defense of the Necron Overlord!
"Tarazyn the Endless, the noble Necron Overlord! How we miss him! You Necrons have forgotten the glory of the Necrontyr." Asanes Ayi said with a sneer.

"Do you know me, young tribesman? How did you come to this world? Who created you?" asked Trazyn.

He values ​​this living tribesman who still has a physical body very much. What he values ​​is not turning him into a collection, but that he represents the hope of their race.

Necrons. Although their current bodies are immortal, are they still themselves? Their souls have long been eaten by the Star Gods.

"My name is Asanes Ayi. I used to be a time sorcerer in an inconspicuous dynasty. Thanks to the help of Lord Rhodes, I regained my own body and truly got rid of the eternal terrifying curse." Asanes Ayi said.

"You, you mean this, this is impossible? How could a human being do this?
Humans can't do this, they can't let the Necrons gain a body, it's absolutely impossible." Trazyn obviously couldn't accept this result.

Trazyn's mind core instantly fell into unprecedented chaos.

His electronic neurons flashed frantically, trying to find a trace of logic in this incredible reality. However, no matter how he calculated or analyzed, the facts in front of him were like a sharp blade, piercing his already cold mechanical heart.

"This is impossible... This is absolutely impossible..." Trazyn's voice was low and trembling, as if he was talking to himself.

His optical sensors were fixed on Asanesai, trying to find flaws in her every movement and every breath.

However, what he saw was a living, soulful Necrontyr - a being he had thought would never appear again.

But the question is, how is this possible? The souls of their race have long been devoured by those star gods!

It stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to recover!

"You can't have a soul! If you were cloned, I could still accept it, but how could you be Asanes Ayi himself?" The Necron Overlord Trazyn said a little excitedly.

"Nothing is impossible! Taraxin, I'm standing right in front of you. Do you think I look like a body without a soul?" Asanes Ayi sneered and said.

It is indeed a very interesting thing to play tricks on such a powerful Necron Overlord. Since he obtained a real body, he no longer recognizes these Necron as his own people.

"You...you really have your soul back?"

There was a hint of desire and jealousy in Trazyn's voice, and his mind began to recall those forgotten memories, those memories of the glory and glory of the Deathly Haunted.

He too had been a member of the Necrontyr, a race of flesh and blood, soul and emotions.

However, the deception and curse of the Star God turned them into the cold mechanical bodies they are today. Their souls were devoured, their glory was forgotten, and even many of the tribesmen have been completely transformed into cold mechanical life forms.

"Tarasim, what are you still doubting?" Rhodes' voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of teasing and sarcasm.

He walked slowly to the side of Athanasi Ayi, his eyes piercing Trazyn. "What you see is what you desire most - a living, soulful Necrontyr, and she is my subordinate, and I gave her all this."

Trazyn's mind core suddenly shook, as if struck by an electric current. His optical sensor turned to Rhodes, his eyes flashing with complex light, anger, jealousy, desire, despair... These emotions intertwined in his mechanical heart, forming an indescribable chaotic data, even making his core feel a little oppressed.

There's no way. Facing this kind of thing, no Necron can remain calm.

"How...how did you do it?" Trazyn's voice trembled, as if he was suppressing the turmoil in his heart. "How could humans...master such technology? This...this is simply impossible!"

"Impossible?" Rhodes sneered, his eyes full of disdain. "Tarasim, you are too arrogant.

Do you think your Necrons' technology is the best in the universe? Do you think that if you can't do it, others can't do it either? That's ridiculous."

Trazyn's mechanical body trembled slightly, as if it was under great pressure. His mind worked frantically, trying to find a reason to refute, but he found that he could not refute it at all. Asanes Ayi's existence was like a heavy hammer, severely crushing his self-righteous arrogance.

"How do you have such technology? Tell me. I am willing to exchange all my collections with you. Whatever you want, as long as you tell me, I can give it to you." The Endless Trazyn said.

Resurrection! This is more precious than all his collections, including those orcs and other chief Necrons.

Clones of human primarchs, Dark Eldar warriors, ancient Krog orcs, and even that one collectible that humans absolutely cannot refuse.

"Haha! Not only that, Tarasim, I also obtained what other necrophiles dream of! True eternal life." Asanes Ayi directly became gigantic in front of Tarasim.

It turned into a giant super beast, 60 meters tall, exuding an oppressive feeling that is difficult to describe in words. This is an evolution of life, an elevation of the origin of life level.

At this moment, Assanei was the most perfect individual among all the Necrontyr, bar none.

"See? This is the most perfect posture. This is the power that the necrophiles truly pursue. Now as long as I am not killed by anyone, then strictly speaking, I can live for hundreds of thousands of years." Asanes Ayi said.

"Rod... As long as you tell me, I am willing to give you everything. I can give you all my collections as long as you like them." Taraxin seemed to have made up his mind and spoke with a firm face.

Trazyn's mechanical body trembled slightly, as if it was under tremendous pressure. They, the Necrons, had lost too much: their souls, their glory, and even themselves.

Now, all he had left was that cold mechanical body and endless emptiness, but now he finally had a chance to make up for it all, and the opportunity was right before his eyes.

Since the human in front of him has shown everything to him, it means that he has something to talk about. Otherwise, it would be meaningless to show him these things. "Give everything?"

Rhode sneered, his eyes full of disdain. "Tarasim, do you think you have anything to give? Your collection? Your skills? Your strength? These are meaningless to me.

Because all your collections will soon be mine, and I'm telling you all this just to humiliate you, so don't think too much about it."

If I defeat you, everything you have will be mine. Why should I negotiate with you? You old man run around the galaxy, stealing and robbing other people's things when you see them. So today I will let you feel this kind of despair.

"Athanasius Ayi...you...are you really willing to follow him? Have you forgotten the glory of our race? We were once the overlords of the entire galaxy. We won the War in Heaven, and we are the final victors." Trazyn looked at his people.

"Hahaha, Trazyn, don't you understand?"

Asanes Ai sneered, his eyes full of disdain. "I am no longer one of your people. I am no longer the necrophile cursed by the Star God.

Now I have a soul, a body of flesh and blood, and a real life, even more perfect than before, and these are all given to me by Lord Rhodes."

What about the final winner of the war in heaven? Is there really a real winner in that war? If they were the real winners, they would not have been asleep for 6000 million years and produced various electronic viruses after waking up.

They did defeat the Star Gods and the Ancient Saints back then, but the Ancient Saints' creations also forced them into a desperate situation.

The mechanical body of the Infinite Trazyn trembled slightly, as if it was under tremendous pressure.

He knew that what Athanasi Ayi said was true. She was no longer the Necrontyr cursed by the Star God.

She has regained her soul, regained her life, and even gained the extra-long lifespan that other giant kings dream of.

But he was still trapped in that cold mechanical body, unable to escape, and so were all his tribesmen.

“Rod, you can’t kill me, and you can’t take all my collection.

Don't underestimate me. I have been traveling in this galaxy for 60 million years and have plundered the wealth of countless civilizations. I even visited your planet when you humans were still in the barbaric era and had not yet set foot on the earth. I even taught you some techniques for building pyramids.

But it’s not as simple as you think. My body and my tomb world are just a clone. You don’t think I only have one museum, do you?
You must have heard the saying that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and I can detonate the core here at any time. You will get nothing and may even die here.

So how about we discuss a peace deal? There is nothing that cannot be discussed, right?" Trazyn said.

As the most cunning Necromancer, he would not go there in person every time he took action, but would occupy the bodies of other Necromancers, or simply use the authority of the Tomb World to forge a new metal body for himself.
In order to prevent his home from being robbed, he also hid some of his important collections in other places. All the products here are equipped with hypercube transmission technology. If there is any problem, they can be immediately teleported, and then the place will self-destruct, and outsiders will get nothing.

"Haha! You are really confident! You can try to see if you can use your phase teleportation here." Rhodes sneered and said.

If I let you run away so easily, I would be so embarrassed. I brought the Angel of Destruction Zoco and Tartarus here just to prevent you from running away.

"My body can still survive. You know the personality of us Necrons. You can't keep me. I am just a data backup.

After I successfully leave, I will do my best to use all my collections and all the competitive technologies I have collected to deal with your human empire, to deal with you." The Infinite Trazyn sneered.

"You know what? The best way to torture you is not to kill you.

Instead, it allows you to restore the body of a necrophile, regain your own soul and live again, and then let you feel the real death.

You do have other lairs, but all your collections are here. My two emperor incarnations and the Pedan spacecraft are monitoring all your collections. This cannot be deceived. All your collections cannot be teleported away.

As for your data backup, haha, there is no chance for you to leave. I will directly revive you, then kill you, throw you directly into a cold prison, and then let you die naturally. "Rhode sneered and said.

Upon hearing this, the Infinite One Taraxin's expression changed, and then he tried to activate the teleportation device, only to find that all the phase teleportation devices in the entire planetary fortress in his territory had malfunctioned.

I seemed to be blocked in this small space.

"If you must kill me, then go ahead! I also want to experience the feeling of resurrection, even if it's just for a moment.

But I won't give up. You will experience my ultimate masterpiece. I will turn this place into a black hole world.

Both the teleportation technology and the time technology have been blocked. The only trump card I can use now is the planetary fortress's self-destruction device. If you really want to fight to the death, then come on!

I will also let you try the ultimate technology of the Necrons. The entire pocket universe will collapse into a giant black hole. You can escape, but all the collections here and your subordinates will die. If you want to gamble with me, come as soon as possible!" Trazyn said.

Rhodes' expression changed when he heard that. It was hard to say about the black hole. These Necrons could control the black hole.

"If you promise to let me go, I can give you all the collections related to you humans.

There is something in here that you absolutely cannot refuse, a real Primarch is in my collection, he is not a clone." The Overlord of the Necrons once again dropped a bombshell.

(End of this chapter)