The Last Sentinel

Good news, the Necromancer race has offspring.

The bad news is that their descendants are the mortal enemy, the Star God of War.

At this moment, even Ye Feng, a high-quality human male who had seen countless storms, felt a chill run down his spine.

How could a person cause such a huge disaster!

They turned two races that loved and hated each other into one family.

Ye Feng could already fully imagine how Silent King Szalak would hang him up and torture him in various ways after learning this news.

No, I have to run away!

Run away immediately!

Leave the Warhammer universe immediately and head back to Earth!

But Ye Feng quickly thought of Ouyang.

Your Sentinel may have run away, but your Transcendent is still in the Warhammer universe. You can run away, but you can't hide!

Ye Feng's mind raced, constantly reviewing crisis management examples.

As Lu Xun once said, there are three templates for crisis management.

When the rules are in your favor, emphasize them.

When the facts are in your favor, emphasize them.

When the rules and facts are not in your favor, you have to muddy the waters and drag more people into it.

According to the rules, I turned the space necromancer into a woman without the Silent King's consent, and then Ouyang took advantage of the situation to have sex with her. Based on this established fact, I am in the wrong according to the rules.

In fact, it is a fact that the Star God entered the belly of the Space Necromancer, and in fact, he was in the wrong.

In a situation where both sides are at a disadvantage, there is only a third option: muddy the waters and escalate the situation.

Ye Feng turned around, his gaze sweeping over Stern's gloomy face, and said, "Commander Stern, do you believe what Slymabo said?"

Stern didn't answer, but looked at Ye Feng. "Ouyang is your man, and the Space Necromancer is even closer to you. Your Highness, the Platinum King, you should ask yourself this question! Do you believe what Ma Bo said?"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, "As we all know, after the War of Heaven, the entire Space Necromancer race was limited by the fatigue of living metal and began to wither away. In order to prevent the extinction of the race, Silent King Szalak led his people into the Perpetual Space to seal themselves."

"Are you kidding me? The entire space undead race doesn't even have basic reproductive capabilities. Where would they get children, where would they get new life?"

"Sleimabo, you're clearly spouting nonsense and talking utter rubbish!"

"Furthermore, as carbon-based life forms of humanity, our bloodline is noble, and we do not confuse ourselves with any other race!"

"Please don't make jokes about mixed bloodlines like this. It's not funny at all; it even makes me feel disgusted!"

"If you continue to lie and deceive, I won't hesitate to expel you from the community and treat you as a heretic!"

Sleimabo glanced at Ye Feng silently, and finally shut his mouth.

As a native son of the Cataclysm, Slymabo's education level was very limited, and his vocabulary and knowledge were insufficient to support him in winning a debate with a veteran of interstellar space like Ye Feng.

At this point, remaining silent is actually the best course of action.

Sleimabo clearly overestimated the lower limit of despicable carbon-based life forms; Ye Feng wanted him to remain silent.

At that moment, Ye Feng suddenly waved his hand, reached out and grabbed the Khorne Demon, which was stuck to the ground and had turned into a clay-like shape, and pulled the demon out directly.

"Thanks!" Scarbrand twisted his cheek, glaring at Slymabo with hatred. "That bastard! How dare he try to sabotage me! Platinum, maybe we should just kill Slymabo!"

"We should definitely kill him!" Ye Feng's eyes were cold and fierce. "However, the more important thing we have now is how to distribute the Star Gods! I don't want to cause a rift in the distribution of Star Gods after killing Slymabo."

"Does Platinum have any suggestions, buddy?" Skabrand asked.

Ye Feng said, "Since our Zhen Dan Dragon Kingdom and Your Majesty's Throne of Khorne in the subspace are the main forces this time, then the War Apostle Star God fragments will be divided equally, with you and me each taking fifty percent! How about it?"

Skabrand nodded. "No problem, that's fair!"

Seeing this, DeFan Stern hurriedly said from behind, "Hey, I, I also contributed!"

Skabrand retorted irritably, "You contributed? Did you go in to scout ahead? Or did you pull me out? It was Platinum King and I who were working the whole way from start to finish. Did you contribute anything?"

Stern said enthusiastically, "Give me a chance! I can help too! Let's try again. I'll control the strange and mutating physical rules inside. One of you hold off Slymabo, and the other one goes straight to where the Star God fell, kills the War Apostle, and brings out the War Apostle's Star God fragment. If the three of us work together, we're sure to succeed!"

Ye Feng looked at Stern, "Brother Khorne, do you think I can trust Stern?"

Skabrand grinned, "Trust my ass! The False Emperor's lackeys! Utterly devoid of integrity! These guys are less trustworthy than demons!"

Stern grew impatient and stepped forward, saying, "Fine, I'll take action right now! I'll fight against the distorted force field laws inside! Now you should believe me, right?"

Seeing that Stern was about to make a move, Ye Feng quickly grabbed Stern's shoulder. "Just kidding! I still trust the War Master's reputation. Since the War Master is willing to help, how about this: the Star God Fragment will be divided into three parts, one for each of us!"

"Alright!" Stern's azure eyes shone brightly. "How about we draw up a written agreement? Of course, it's not that I don't trust you two, it's just that the relationship between the three of us is really not very good."

A written agreement? That's exactly what Ye Feng was thinking.

As long as there's a written agreement, it's like the three of us have signed a pledge of allegiance: I'll enjoy the good fortune all to myself, but we'll share the hardships together! Let's completely muddy the waters!

As long as there's a written agreement, when the Silent King tries to ambush me, I'll use the Emperor and Khorne as shields!

As long as there's a written agreement, I'll turn around and run away. After I run away, the first thing the Silent King will deal with is Khorne and the Emperor, and only then can he cross the dimensions to come and deal with me in the carbon-based universe!

Skabrand wasn't particularly interested in these written agreements, but seeing that the Platinum King and Stern had both signed them, he knew that if he didn't, these two might turn on him and take his share, which would put him at a great disadvantage.

"I've already prepared the contract; everyone can just sign it."

Ye Feng quickly prepared a thick stack of contracts, with enough dense text to fill a short story!

Stern frowned as he looked through the document in his hand. "Aren't there a bit too many terms on this?"

Skabrand said, "Stop talking nonsense, sign it now and get to work! I'll stop Sleimabo!"

Ye Feng urged, "You proposed a written agreement yourself, and now you're dragging your feet! Are all the puppet emperor's men this shameless?"

Skabrand also felt the pressure. "Sign or not? Or you can just back out, and I'll handle the distortion field!"

"No, no! I'll sign it right now!"

Stern, realizing he was in the wrong, hurriedly signed his name.

A certain high-quality carbon-based human male breathed a sigh of relief. "Sorry, Emperor, sorry, Khorne. I've provoked a formidable enemy. There's no other way but to drag you two down with me to shoulder the blame for the Silent King!"