Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 460: Trazyn the Necrontide vs Trazyn the Necromancer

Rhodes' departure did not attract the attention of the Death-fearer Trazyn, or rather, the one who noticed this had already fallen into crazy calculations.

At this moment, the Death-fearing Trazyn was immersed in the beauty of resurrection and feeling the miracle of life.

"I never thought that I would be resurrected one day, I would wake up again one day!
I am the curator of the largest museum in the Milky Way, Space... Hahaha, no, I am no longer a Necron, I am Trazyn the Necron." Trazyn opened his arms and breathed in the fresh air.

At the moment of resurrection, he felt a beauty that was difficult to describe in words. This was a feeling of life that he could never experience during his time as a Necron.

Then he felt deeply regretful for his previous behavior.

Oh my god, I wasn't this kind of person before. I used to be a scholar and a curator of a museum. I like collecting and preserving cultural relics, and I like observing other civilizations, but I would never do it by means of destruction and cruel plunder!
"How rude! How could I do such a thing? This is a mistake. We are an advanced civilization in the universe. We are noble necrophiles. I will change all this." Trazyn said firmly.

His body appears to have been reset after his resurrection, and he now has a lifespan of approximately 50 to 60 years.

For a being like him who has lived for endless years, this short lifespan is as short as the blink of an eye, so the top priority is to increase his lifespan.

All races in the galaxy have been troubled by their life spans and have invented technologies to extend their life spans. Whether it is humans, the Old Saints, or other civilizations, they all have such technologies.

But the problem is that these technologies are not applicable to the fear of death, because they carry a curse in their DNA - the curse of the poisonous sun of their home planet. They have evolved there for hundreds of millions of years, and after entering the universe, they can no longer get rid of this terrible curse.

Damn it! Was he going to die again just after being resurrected? No, this was absolutely unacceptable.

Trazyn fell into a rage and immediately went to the laboratory to prepare for a DNA test to analyze his own DNA. When Rhodes resurrected him, he said that he would give him an unimaginable and precious gift. He hoped that this gift would not disappoint him!

At this moment, he did not notice that the Necrons around him were observing him frantically, and even showed puzzled expressions on their faces. This was because they received two orders: one from the core, requiring them to immediately capture the person in front of them; and the order from the person in front of them was for them to stay where they were.

Who should they listen to? All the Necrons were in chaos. The Necrons had a strict hierarchy, with the Silent King at the top. Before he lifted the Master Control Agreement, all Necrons had to obey his orders unconditionally. After the Master Control Agreement was lifted, the emperors of each dynasty could control the Necrons Overlord, and the Overlord controlled all the Necrons under his command.

The living being in front of him was the Necronist Trazyn, and who was the one in the core database? The Necron Overlord Trazyn! But the problem was that the Necron race was created by the ascended Necronist. At this time, all the high-level Necron began to calculate frantically, and even the electronic boards forged from recycled metal had a short circuit, because they could not solve this complex relationship and problem.

The Death-fearing Trazyn extracted a sample of his own blood in front of a sophisticated instrument and began to analyze it.

After seeing the results of the genetic data analysis, he fell into indescribable joy - Rhodes gave him a huge surprise: the rebirth fire of the Cosmic Phoenix removed the influence of the sun that poisoned their DNA, and the thing that cursed their race was gone.

“Hahahaha! You are really my good friend, Mr. Rhodes, thank you so much!
You will save our entire race, you are our savior! The Necrons are saved." The Necrontyr Tara cheered excitedly.

Without the curse of the poisonous sun in their hometown, they can use various life-extending methods in the galaxy. His collection includes not only various collections, but also the knowledge of various races.

Using this scientific knowledge, he can even transform himself into an immortal being, because he once plundered some technology from the ancient saints, and the life extension methods mastered by these guys are the best in the entire galaxy.

This undead planet fortress is used to store material exhibits, and he also has several other planet fortresses that store other things, such as some scientific knowledge.

After wandering around the Milky Way for 6000 million years, he has more than one home base.

Trazyn was extremely excited and couldn't wait to drive a spaceship to another undead planet fortress, and then immediately use the life-extending technology there to transform his body.

"Hahaha! The great Necrontyr Tarazim is reborn!" Necrontyr Tarazim cheered excitedly and celebrated his rebirth.

Just as he was laughing crazily, a cold voice sounded from the communicator: "I'm sorry to bother you, but if you are Trazyn, then who am I?"

Trazyn's laughter stopped abruptly, and he turned his head away somewhat stiffly.

A metal skeleton holding a staff and wearing the clothes of a Necron Overlord appeared in the room. The moment he saw this metal skeleton, the heart of the Deathly Haunted Trazyn began beating violently, and his brain, which had just been resurrected, even began to malfunction.

"Impossible! You, you, who are you?

You are just a backup agreement. I am the real master. I have been resurrected. You are just a piece of agreement and data. "After a brief shock, Trazyn immediately regained his composure and shouted loudly. "You are indeed resurrected, you have all my memories, but I am still the Overlord of the Necrons Trazyn!" The Overlord of the Necrons Trazyn said coldly.

It was amazing! He never dreamed that the other party would play such a trick in such a simple transaction.

Another self, a living self appeared, a self with soul and flesh and blood.

The moment this body was resurrected, he lost all connection with it, and memory sharing stopped at the moment Rhodes was resurrected.

Necrons have no souls, their souls have been devoured long ago. So the one in front of him who has a soul is theoretically the real Trazyn?
At first, the Necron Overlord Trazyn also thought so: perhaps he was the real one, and now that he has been resurrected, they are just a group of digital data and should accept his leadership.

Especially after learning that he had escaped the curse of the Necrons and could use various life-extending technologies, he became even more excited, or angry, jealous, or hateful!

Why? Why can you get what I dream of?
Why am I just a bunch of data? Why do you have a soul?

This is not right! This is not right! After some thinking.

The Necron Overlord Trazyn used teleportation technology to send his real body over. He wanted to come over and see this living self for himself to confirm some things.

Anyway, even if this body is destroyed, he can immediately forge a new body in other planetary fortresses.

"Activate the Hierophant's authorization, password &O_o, $)****, the Death-fearing Trazyn is conducting system verification, and the highest control program is activated."

Trazyn immediately came to the core of the planetary fortress and placed his palm on it.

This is a program that has not been activated for 60 million years. Only the real living Necron Overlord and the Hierophant level can activate it. They have the highest control authority over the entire planetary fortress, the master control program
In an instant, the supreme control of the entire Necromancer Planet Fortress fell into the hands of Trazyn.

Even the Necron Overlord in front of them was completely unable to disobey, because the Necronists created all the electronic products of the Necron race. The living metal could successfully activate the most core data even after tens of millions of years, and the Necronists enjoyed the highest authority.

"I order you to destroy your data immediately and clear all data backups of the target Necron Overlord Trazyn." Trazyn said coldly.

He had figured out what was going on: he had indeed been resurrected.

When the Necrons undergo mechanical transformation, they retain their own mechanical data. As long as the core of the tomb is not destroyed and there is a planetary fortress base, he has a backup of his consciousness data. If there is no resurrection, these data backups are all his, and they can share everything. In essence, they are one existence, equivalent to a supercomputer.

But now that I have been resurrected, these data backups have become a threat and must be cleared. These data backups are too dangerous.

"I knew you would do this, after all, you are me, aren't you?
But you can only control this planetary fortress. When you were celebrating your resurrection, I had already moved most of the precious exhibits here.

And the core tombs of other planetary fortresses have also been blocked by me using the technology of other races. You will never be able to enter them and activate the highest authority.

You have lost your highest authority, and all you have got is this planetary fortress.

And I am the true Overlord of the Necrons, Trazyn!
In addition, I will make your story public. The video footage of my conversation with you will be uploaded to the smart terminals of all the Hierophants and Necromancers, including the Silent King. "The Necromancer Overlord Trazyn said coldly.

"No! You can't do this! You are just a program, you should obey my orders! I am a living being, I am the Trazyn who can preserve the history of the entire galaxy! You can't do this, there is no reason for me to do this!" He really couldn't understand why a data backup would betray him.

He knew very well how much shock this video footage would cause if it were to be spread, and the entire Necron society would be in turmoil.

"Perhaps Athanasius Ayi was right! The moment you are resurrected, you are no longer a Necron.

You have lost our coldness, evil, cruelty, ruthlessness, and hatred." The Necromancer Trazyn said lightly.

(End of this chapter)