I am a green-skinned master

After hearing what Ilse said, the sly boss felt much more relieved and began to communicate in more detail.

After all, in the brief exchange before, the slippery boss learned that the Xiulun Zerg race actually descended from the War in Heaven, so would this race also have recorded a lot of records from that era?

The sly boss attached great importance to finding out what happened in the past. The memories in his genes had helped him many times. Moreover, only when a race understood the past better could it choose where to go in the future.

"Philosopher King, I will tell you everything I know, as long as you are willing to accept my loyalty. My soldier bugs will fight for you. Although they are not as powerful as your troops, they are still useful."

For the first time, the Xiulun Insect Queen named Ils put forward her own conditions.

The sly boss did hesitate. He didn't know what was the point of accepting the loyalty of such a queen of insects. Their fighting power was too weak compared to that of the Screw Clan.

In the physical universe, they might be able to carve out some small places and occupy a few galaxies, but when they encounter the mainstream forces in the galaxy, especially the Tyranids, they are just biomass.

Ilse was very uneasy about the silence of the sly boss. She said tremblingly, "I understand the Philosopher King's distrust. As long as I can ensure the survival of my Zerg Dynasty, I can die. I will give birth to several princesses of the dynasty, and you can choose a loyal princess to inherit the dynasty."

"I also saw that your men used the corpses of soldier bugs to feed those strange pets that can change their shapes. We can hatch new worker bees that are more nutritious and delicious to feed them... The Xiulun Zerg will become a part of the food chain of your great race."

Ilse was almost humble to the point of being abject. Is this the price a race is willing to pay in order to survive? In order to increase the probability of continuing the dynasty, Ilse was afraid that the excitement would anger the slippery boss, so she did not trade what she knew.

The sly boss was very surprised. After traveling here, he had been fighting, fighting, and fighting, just like an ordinary greenskin.

Diplomacy and communication were almost non-existent. This was the first time that He stood so high to negotiate with other races. He could decide the survival of a race with just a thought.

After a brief surprise, the sly boss also figured it out. Dignity is insignificant compared to survival. The survival of the race is above all else. Ilse may seem humble, but she is actually great.

Perhaps, this is how they have managed to keep their race alive until now.

"Tell me about your history first. By the way, you call me the Philosopher King. The Kolk orcs are also green-skinned orcs, and they should also be violent. Why do you use such a strange name as the name of your leader? This name has nothing to do with being wild, domineering, and cool."

The little rascal sat down and asked the question he was most curious about.

"This is what is recorded in the history of the Xulun Zerg..." Ils did not answer the question directly, but told what he knew.

First of all, it starts with a war, a war that shattered planets, annihilated stars, and obliterated reality...

That was a war waged by the gods above the galaxy, above the universe, above latitude and common sense, in the heaven where the gods reside.

Countless races in the galaxy were fighting each other, and at the same time countless races came from outside the galaxy to join in this unprecedented war.

The Old Ones are the apex of all life, and they say that a new war has begun, a continuation of the last war, the final battle to end all wars and turn reality into heaven.

Ordinary races cannot participate in such a war at all. The highest-end combat power is the Ancient Saints and Star Gods, and the outcome of the war also depends on the Ancient Saints and Star Gods.

Whoever defeats whom first will win the war.

Chapter 381 True or False?

There are many Star Gods, and Star Gods who become gods according to the laws of physics continue to come to this galaxy. As a race, the Ancient Saints are too weak to fight against the huge number of Star Gods. So, they raised a race as an arm and created another war race.

At that time, these two races were not called greenskins and eldar. Ils could not remember what the eldar were called, as if this memory had been erased.

The records she found in her spare brain said that after a very long war, one day, the Eldar and other races announced that the war was over and they would replace the Old Saints as the leaders of all races.

Moreover, in order to demonstrate the magnanimity and benevolence of their governance, the Eldar deliberately allowed some races that had not been extinct to enter the Webway to recuperate, and promised to build the Webway into a new paradise.

Ils still remembered the name of the greenskins at that time. The name of the greenskin race was Kork Orcs, which means sons of the ancient saints.

They were not allowed to enter the Webway, as the Eldar said that Kolk had betrayed the Old Ones.

The Kolks are always in internal battles, and the Old Saints will select the most obedient and strongest from the Kolks and take them into the battlefield to fight against the Star Gods. It is said that the Kolks have achieved brilliant results.

In order to commemorate his heroic fighting deeds, many races erected statues in his memory, but later these statues were smashed by the Eldar.

In terms of social structure, there are many ethnic groups in Kirk, and the ruler of each ethnic group is honored as the Philosopher King.

These philosopher kings form the highest authority of the Kolk orcs. Because the Kolks highly value wisdom and order, this authority is called the Council of Sages.

The ancestors of the greenskins valued wisdom and order?! This is a huge difference from the barbaric and violent greenskins of today, which made the sly boss very emotional.

There are similarities and differences between what Ilse said and what Boss Slippery saw in the Necron Tomb of Oronia III.

Firstly, there was only one War in Heaven in Ils's description, but the Necrons described it more than once; secondly, in the Necrons' description, the highest authority in the Orc Empire was called the Society of Whiz Kids; thirdly, after the Old Ones and the Star Gods fell from the highest abodes, there was an era called the Age of Prosperity; fourthly, it seemed that the Eldar erased a lot of things, and they did steal a lot of the Old Ones' legacy, and their gods were once extremely powerful.

In order to verify the truthfulness of what Ilse said, the cunning boss talked to her for a long time.

He could only be sure that Ilse was telling the truth, but neither he nor Ilse were sure whether the records of the Xuron Zerg had been modified, nor were they sure whether the Necrons had embellished history.

"Great Philosopher King, you can seek help from the Necrontyr and the Eldar. If they are unwilling, you can use your power to force them. They all have time technology and can see into the past. This way you don't have to worry about the authenticity of the information." Ilse suggested.

This method is not bad, but it is not feasible for the time being. It is not difficult to defeat the Eldar and the Necrons, but it requires skills to force them to serve you, the little rascal thought, touching his chin.

Moreover, there is another crucial point. In the memory recorded in his own genes, the sly boss had seen how the ancient saints locked the history and solidified the four gods in the Milky Way.

There is no time in the Warp. Is the history seen or changed by the time technology of the Necrontyr and the Eldar really seen and changed?

Could it be their illusion that makes them think they have done it, when in fact, they have not done it at all?

After the sly boss's soul sublimated to this level, he saw many things more clearly. On the contrary, all other things were ants in the mountains. With just a little deception, they couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

Shaking his head, the sly boss no longer considered such profound issues.

Looking at the humble Ils, the sly boss felt that this was indeed a great help, and since this race could be promoted by the ancient saints, it should also have its own strengths.

After all, they are more obedient than the greenskins and can handle all minor tasks.

When Ilse heard that the sly boss was willing to accept her loyalty, she was so happy that her whole body was shaking. She immediately said, "If the great philosopher king wants to rule this webway, you need to take your troops and go after the queen as soon as possible."

After that, she spit out the ball that could communicate with the outside world from her mouth and said, "The system terminal of this webway is on the queen, and this subsystem can be tracked to the mother system to help you catch up with the queen."

After the little rascal touched the sphere, he realized that the material of this thing was abnormal. It was not made entirely of material. There were fluctuations of spiritual energy in it. It was a bit like spiritual bones, but the circuits in it were more complicated than spiritual bones.

With Boss Sly's current psychic talent, he can feel that the sphere is being attracted by something in the distance. This is probably where the queen is that Ilse mentioned.

Combined with the map drawn by the Screw Clan in the network during this period, the Slippery Boss could easily guess the Queen's location. The distance was not too far, at most about two light years.

In the Webway, this is still too far... The Webway is different from the real universe. The passages here are winding. At least there are no straight passages in the map that Boss Slippery knows.

Without a straight channel, even traveling at a slightly faster speed would be extremely dangerous, let alone faster than the speed of light.

How did the Eldar move so quickly in such a huge web? As soon as the sly boss thought of this, the psychic circuits in the sphere lit up, forming some small spots of light in the little sly's mind.

These light spots seemed to have no pattern, but the cunning boss with a very sharp brain immediately understood what the light spots meant.

He adjusted the map of the existing network route and overlapped the light spot in his mind with the map. After rotating it several times and adjusting the direction, the sly boss laughed.

The Webway was created by the great ancient saints, so how could users not feel its convenience? These light spots were portals between Webways. By crossing a simple portal, a distance of light years could be crossed.

"Where is your racial weakness? I found your queen. The protection around her must be the most stringent. Although I think it's cool to kill all her soldiers and guards before killing her..."

At this point, the Slippery Boss thought of the Copperhead Boss who was sent away by him, "But, I'm not Copperhead. I'm more concerned about efficiency. So, after knowing the weakness, we can kill the Queen faster and get the system terminal."

Chapter 382 Comoros

"Of course, of course." Ils introduced the characteristics of various types of Xiulun Zerg to the sly boss, and once again betrayed the Xiulun Queen: "I can release pheromones for your subordinates. Most Xiulun Zerg have no vision, or do not attach importance to vision. Once the pheromone is right, they will not be able to find it."

"With the cover of pheromones, your men can bypass most of the soldier bugs' defenses and reach the queen directly. In my experience, even the queen's strongest guards are no match for the powerful strength of your men."

Another decapitation operation? Rambo happened to be right next to the little rascal. He is a special warfare expert. Isn't this a coincidence?

The sly boss, who was playing the game of infiltrating behind enemy lines for the first time, was also somewhat excited, as if he had unlocked a new way of playing. He ordered Rambo to obey the orders of the sly boss and summoned the best special forces guys to prepare to set off with the sly boss.

On the other side of the Webway, the prophet Eldrad of Uvis Ark and his people built a new settlement in the Webway.

Hols turned into a giant Squig war beast to help the elves transport the necessary supplies. Although elves' bones were created by force, they also required certain substances and nutrients, and were by no means simply created out of nothing.

Because there were too many Ark Eldar fleeing from the Ark into the Webway, most of them had no place to live, and there was a shortage of food, water, medicine and other supplies.

Eldrad had not rested for a long time. The suffering of losing his homeland tasted so bitter in his mouth, and he hated the Death Army and humans even more.

A tall white tower of bones suddenly tilted and was about to fall down. The elves around it jumped out of the way, leaving only some wounded ones unable to move.

Due to the rush to meet deadlines, engineering accidents often occur.

At the critical moment when the accident was about to result in casualties, the huge Skug war beast roared and rushed over, using its body to hold up the falling bone tower.

After resisting the critical blow, two tall Netherworld Kings with slender limbs immediately came up to help stabilize the Coffin Tower, and the dangerous accident disappeared.

Seeing this, Eldrad, who had raised his hand to release his psychic energy, breathed a sigh of relief. It was not easy to build a home in an unfamiliar environment.

Looking at Holes who had transformed into other forms in the distance and was trying his best to help, Eldrad was thinking about what to do next. Where would this child of destiny lead the fate of the Eldar?

In the evening, when Eldrad was working at his desk, Puckpan came to visit him with Tylanda.

"Are you leaving?" Eldrad said in surprise after hearing why Parker Pan came.

"Yes, I am here to say goodbye and to ask for help from Uvis Ark. We want to return to the real universe, call on all Ark Eldar to unite, and convene an Ark Council to respond to the new prophecy." Puck-Pan put his left hand on his chest and saluted Eldrad.

Eldrad was not in a good mood. He agreed with the great prophecy and Yrel's sacrifice, and he felt that Horus was the son of destiny.

The new great prophecy is indeed very important, but...if his people were to bear the price in the great prophecy, he would still find it difficult to accept.

When it comes to prophecy, Eldrad, as a prophet, is naturally no mediocre person. He can feel that the sinking of his Ark home is directly related to the new great prophecy.

The future of the entire race and the future of one's own people are both extremely heavy, making people afraid to take a new step.

With so many thoughts in his mind about how to deal with Puck Penn and his group, Eldrad was silent for more than three minutes.

"Okay, I will give you the help you deserve, including food, supplies, spaceships, and guards. After all, the Great Prophecy concerns the future of the Eldar." After making the decision, Eldrad breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little more at ease.

It's not like he hadn't thought about detaining Pakpan and his group and then spreading the news of the Great Prophecy in exchange for help from other Arks so that the people of Uvis Ark could gain a better foothold in their new home.

With the help of other Ark Eldar, it is not impossible to rebuild a smaller Ark.

But Eldrad was not such a selfish person. In the end, he chose to put the interests of his tribe first rather than his own people.

"Thank you, respected Prophet. With a broad-minded person like you as a leader, the Uvisi elves will surely rise. The future of the entire elves will also be revived because of your existence." Parkpan said gratefully.

"No need for flattery." Eldrad shook his head and said, "In order to avoid being tracked, the webway area we entered is very remote. It is a safe house planned by the ancestors of Uvis Ark millions of years ago. We only have the right to live here.

The control terminal of this webway is not in our hands, so we can only come in but not go out. If we want to leave the webway, we must go to Comoros. "

"The City of Ten Thousand Cities, the City of Darkness, the core of the Webway..." Puck-Pan's face was filled with solemnity. "Comoros is very dangerous. It is the base camp of the Dark Eldar. It is Victor's territory."

Victor is now the lord of Comoros and the leader of the Black Heart Conspiracy. He used despicable means to eliminate the upper nobility of the former Dark Eldar and then ruled Comoros.

After that, he used a conspiracy system of murder and confrontation to control Comoros, so the entire Comoros became a place full of conspiracy and bloody killings. Countless people died every day because of fighting, and almost everyone was caught in a power struggle and a confrontation between life and death.

For Victor, it is easy to maintain his rule. He just needs to keep such chaos. As long as his conspiracy group is the most powerful in Comoros, he can maintain his rule.

The sudden emergence of the prophet of death, Evelyne, dealt a severe blow to Victor's prestige, but later he gathered his political enemies in a despicable way, killed them, and consolidated his rule again.

So traveling to the Comoros would be very dangerous.

"Is there any other way? I don't want to be caught by our brutal compatriots, tortured and hung outside the building." Pakpan was very resistant to going to Comoros. Comoros is a dark city and a slave city. Most of the slaves captured by the Dark Eldar are concentrated there.

In order to better torture these slaves and extract soul fragments from them to make up for the fact that their own souls were slowly being sucked away by Slaanesh, the Dark Eldar would not only torture the slaves in front of their bodies, but would also hang their bodies outside buildings after their death.

To ordinary people whose values ​​are not distorted, Comoros is not only a place of fear, it is fear itself.

Chapter 383 Fulgrim

"There is no other way. The highest control core within the Webway is in Comoros." Eldrad spread his hands. "If you want to control the transmission points of the regional Webway, you can only obtain the control terminal first. This is a rule made by our ancestors to prevent the Webway from being invaded at will, or to restrict invaders after an invasion."

"If you want to obtain the control terminal, the first method is to use psychic energy to clear the network channel in this area and slowly condense the control terminal. This method is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Another quick way is to go to Comoros and buy the control terminal for this webway area. Let the controller of Comoros use the highest control core to condense the control terminal for this webway area. "

"Of course, we may not be able to afford the control terminal when we arrive in Comoros, so we can ask about the price first. Relatively speaking, the Great Prophecy is more important. I think as long as we explain the situation, our brutal compatriots will also show some leniency.

Comoros is well connected, and as long as you want, you can appear anywhere in the galaxy through Comoros." Eldrad said sincerely.

"The Death Army has an insider in Comoros. That's also their hometown. You won't forget that we were forced into the Webway by them." Pakpan was still unwilling to take the risk of going to Comoros.

Eldrad stared at Puck Pan for a long time, until the situation became a little dull, then he said: "War Wizard Puck Pan, age is your wealth, but also your burden. You have walked many paths, and your achievements in many aspects are higher than mine.

Don't let courage drain away from you over time. A race that wants to revive certainly needs adventure and courage. The right to survive will not fall from the sky."

Eldrad's words were very blunt, as if he was saying that Puck Pen was a coward who had lost his courage, which made him look a little embarrassed.

As soon as the anger reached his forehead, Pakpan suppressed it. Walking on the road for a long time also trained his ability to control his emotions.

Puck Pan closed his eyes and thought for a while. When he opened them again, the anger in his eyes was replaced by calmness. "Have you seen the thread of fate?"

Eldrad nodded. He was satisfied with Parker Pan's performance. If he had argued and yelled angrily, Eldrad might have chosen other options.

"I can't see the future clearly, but my inspiration tells me that time is running out. Combined with the great prophecy you brought, the sudden appearance of the Child of Destiny, and the Dark King performed by the Harlequin Troupe before..."

"I can't see your future clearly, but I know it will be difficult..." Eldrad turned around and turned his back to Puck Pan. "I will arrange an extra team of the Prophet's Council as guards for you. Each of them is a battle-hardened warlock."

"This is my highest authority. I hope you can reach the end of the road after going through all the hardships, and hope and the future will unfold before you."

There are no seasons or night changes in the webway. Walking alone on the road, Parker Pan has forgotten what kind of mentality he had when he left Eldrad's office.