I am the magnetic field maniac

Why did the Necromancer's flagship suddenly appear above Macragge?

Which undead dynasty suddenly wants to intervene in this matter?

What is their purpose here?

"We received...communication from the other side."

"Connect the voice." Huron ordered.

This is more important than keeping the crew in discipline.

The sound receiver hissed, then became sound. Then the sound rose in the invisible air, and then formed a vivid picture.

Is this a trick of psychic power? Huron didn't know, but he could see that the one talking to him was not a dead spirit.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Huron, the Great Whirlpool's Timely Rain, the Galaxy's Hu Baoyi? What? Are you here to celebrate your father's birthday?"

If Huron didn't know him, the red-haired man came up and said in a sarcastic tone, and the handsome white-haired man next to him smiled knowingly.

"who are you?"

Huron was irritated and even a little uneasy, so he scratched gently with the Tyrant Claw. The ionization refracted in the air and emitted the smell of ozone... But what made him even more irritated were these two guys who he didn't know who they were.

Why are two humans on a Necron flagship?

Why did Huron always feel like his heart was stopping when he saw them?

"We are your uncles!" Angron laughed wildly.

"Huron, we don't care about your problems with Guilliman. We would even like to see Guilliman and you being a loving father and a filial son... But we are going to Macragge now, I hope you don't be ungrateful!"

Such words basically rub the authority of the Lord of the Maelstrom to the ground.

Even someone as patient as Huron could not contain his anger at this moment.

But he still held back, enduring incredibly.

He did not make any response, because someone else had already answered for him. The Terminus Est, which was much larger than Huron's flagship and was hovering in orbit above Macragge, had already turned its guns!

Although most of the Death Guard's forces have been airdropped to Macragge... this Death Guard flagship still has terrifying combat power.

It was not a Glorious Queen-class ship like the Endurance, the former flagship of the 14th Legion's Death Guard, but it caused far more damage than the former.

Just like Typhons is more "useful" than Mortarion... and now, the Terminus Est has already become a nightmare that terrifies the Empire!

"Huron, you coward!"

As soon as Typhons answered the call, he was bombarded with insults...

The words that spewed from his throat, which was covered with mucus and pus, were as foul and disgusting as he was.

"You have betrayed your father's trust in you! You actually backed down in the face of the alien threat. Now take a good look at the gap between a half-baked person like you and us!"

After saying that, Typhons unilaterally cut off the communication, and at the same time, the Terminus began to turn around, with its artillery array aimed at the alien warship.

The dripping sphincters line the sides of the ship, periodically draining filth into the space;

When enemy ships came within range, they spasmed and coughed up rapid jets of corrosive debris.

These weapons of destruction, infused with the power of the Warp, can burn through any defense...

At the same time, any auspicious instruments that capture his warships will directly suffer from the "Destroyer Plague".

But this time, they picked the wrong opponent.

First of all, the Plague of the Destroyer blessed by Nurgle cannot directly corrode warships made of living metal...

Nurgle apparently did not have time to release the rust plague that could corrode living metal at this time.

Secondly, as a large warship, the Sky Punishment-class Tomb Ship itself is equipped with an insane engine device -

The Tombstone Gate can not only help ships directly open wormholes to navigate the subspace without damage, but also achieve the most common tactics of Necromancer warships.

"Battleship-class boarding"!

In just a moment, the Terminus had just jumped into its array when the Tomb Ship directly sank into the wormhole behind it.

Typhons, who was commanding the battle, realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to change direction!

The naval battles taking place in this universe are actually not much different from humans' ancient naval battles on Terra. It is still difficult for the huge space battleships to turn in this sea of ​​stars.

Even warships corroded by the power of the subspace must follow certain "physical laws" in the real universe.

"Cuck!"

Typhons let out an angry and powerless roar, but the dark green particle whip had already hit the void shield of the End fiercely - no, the attack went straight through the void shield!

It's the Tomb Killer. This Tomb Ship belonging to the Nisilaq Dynasty is equipped with a miniature Blackstone fortress-like device... and the function of this thing is very simple, it can directly suppress the subspace!

He certainly couldn't sew up the Eye of Terror directly like Blackrock Fortress did... but interfering with a void shield was too easy!

The thick dark green particle whip swept directly over the Terminus Terminus...the large number of sphincter growths were instantly vaporized by the temperature exceeding that of a star!

The activation of the inertia-free engine allowed the ship to rotate at an incredible angle and move away at high speed after giving the Terminus a severe lash!

The Terminus had no time to turn, as it had to consider inertia, and the same thing happened again shortly afterwards.

The Tomb Ship's star generator directly pierced through the Terminus Est's engine...

This warship that Typhons was so proud of looked as ridiculous as a monkey being played with by the enemy!

Typhons was so angry that he was jumping up and down, but who could blame him for the fact that the technological gap between the undead and humans was simply at an immeasurable level?

Is this result outrageous? Not at all. This is the Nihilak Dynasty, which has not studied fleet warfare technology. If this is a warship of the Neferih Dynasty, they can even transform their living metal into the form of light and physically penetrate the enemy's warship at an astonishing speed!

But fortunately, besides science, Typhons is more into "metaphysics"...

"Father, help me!!"

Along with Typhons' pleading and the self-sacrifice of the psykers on the Terminus Est!

The kind father of the subspace gave a loving smile and waved his hand. A virus was directly released onto this Sky Punishment-class tomb ship!

It's the Rust Virus! A virus created by the Father specifically to fight against the Necrons!

In just a moment, the green-glowing Necromancer's skin was instantly covered with a layer of rust that made people's scalps numb. At the same time, the inertia-free engine began to applaud, and the jumping of the tomb door was forced to stop.

The kind father who spent a huge amount of money on this operation directly blocked the subspace wormhole through which the battleship could jump for a short period of time!

This will not be long, because the loving Father must also consider the power that is put into it.

But the personal involvement of an evil god like Bilian is enough to solve these annoying problems.

Typhons would not miss this opportunity. He praised his loving father loudly and gave an order fiercely...

"Pull the boat over!"

He wants to kill everyone there!

94. Defeat the army with your own strength!

"Why should we care about these monkeys? Isn't it good for us if they kill each other?"

When Evelyne led the forces of the Death Army to support Macragge in accordance with the orders of the Eternal Lord, she heard such doubts more than once.

Many elves have used actual cases to prove that increasing age only represents an increase in experience, but does not mean an increase in wisdom.

Even though it was an order from the Eternal King, these Eldar warriors still faced Evelyne's order with suspicion.

The education they received since childhood and the arrogance ingrained in their bones make them no less xenophobic than the human empire.

In fact, this is not surprising. After all, humans and elves have been enemies or competitors for a long time... and if you are asked to fight for the enemy's country, how many people would be willing to do so?

Even if everyone knows the importance of politics, those who understand and are willing to be political victims are always a minority.

After persuading her several times, Evelyne also understood this point.

People in high positions should never expect those at the bottom to understand their great plans, nor should they expect their persuasion to dissuade them.

This is not to say that the latter is short-sighted and stupid, but in a world where living is miserable, it is a fantasy to expect everyone to have a grand vision.

So there is no need to explain anything, just let your actions speak for themselves. And there is no need to care about their doubts, because they have no choice anyway.

"We've arrived."

Through the webway, Evelyne and her group of Death Army simply drove a Shadow Hunter-class frigate and broke into the vicinity of Macragge.

The extensive webways give the Eldar unparalleled mobility in this universe... and for the mission the Death Army is about to perform, they don't need a large force.

The Imperials are very reactive, especially to the alien army.

If the troops from the Ark World were to come to Macragge, the situation might turn out to be that the humans put aside their hostility and kill the aliens first.

"What should we do next, High Priest? Go and shed blood for those humans?"

The Shadow Prophet who joined the Death Army stared at the Daughter of Death in front of him and asked in a heavy tone, she quit the theater troupe and followed the Death Army because she was a revivalist of the Eldar Empire.

It is reasonable to hate humans. After all, the current galaxy can hardly accommodate two empires.

But now they have to help humans, which makes her very uncomfortable.

"We are not shedding blood for humanity, but for the future of our race."

Evelyne tightly grasped the Sword of Sorrow, Cavil, and looked at the bloodshed and waves that pierced through the galaxy, and said in a calm tone...

"Without the help of humans, we are doomed to fail in defeating the enemy. They will not leave us the opportunity to reap the benefits. We need humans to tie down most of Chaos' power."

"Most of that power is basically caused by humans themselves." Shadow Prophet said in a low voice, looking at the warships crisscrossing the void outside the window, and sneered...

"Just like now... Monsters created from the same human genes have been killing each other for ten thousand years."

"But we still need them. This is the reality." Evelyne stared at the Shadow Prophet and said softly...

"Our warriors will not die. As long as I am here, the souls of all the unfortunate ones will fall into the great cycle. Even if they lose their memories and past, the reincarnation of new life will continue."

The Shadow Prophet shut up, which also meant that all the Eldar who might oppose Evelyne's ideas shut up.

The Eternal King who ruled them, most of the people in the rebuilt Pantheon were "humans", even if they were unwilling to admit it.

They can't give up the cyclical life brought by the infinite loop...

And just this alone is enough to force the Eldar who originally hated humans to let go of their hatred...

He even actually acted according to the ideas of Eldrad and Evelyne.

After all, no matter which universe or which race, the majority are just ordinary people.

In the orbit above Macragge, the Huron Red Corsairs' forces have cooperated with the Word Bearers to completely destroy Macragge's orbital defense system... At this moment, a large number of landing capsules are falling towards Macragge like raindrops.

This means that the war has entered its most brutal phase, and that the fall of Macragge is imminent.

And the reinforcements?

The warp storm surrounding the entire Macragge was just like the one that enveloped the Solar Segmentum in the past... Although it was much smaller in scale, it could ensure one thing.

Reinforcements may arrive in the next moment, but the next moment will never come.

It's ridiculous that last time it was Guilliman and his Ultramarines who were always late, and now it's the people who want to help the Ultramarines who are always late.

"We will go directly to Hel Fortress, to where the Primarch of Humanity sleeps!"

Evelyne waved Cavill lightly, and said in a low voice under the jumping arc of electric current...

"We will be identified as enemies. Don't we need to communicate with humans?"

"At this time, any communication will be useless. These Astartes will crush all enemies who may threaten their Gene Father into ashes." Evelyne stroked the blade expressionlessly.

"So let's be direct and not communicate with these Astartes who are full of fanatical worship. Go and talk to their Primarchs directly!"

……

"It's snow. It's all snow there!"

Standing on the outer deck of the Necromancer warship, Angron looked at the Terminus Est approaching from a distance, and shouted in a weird voice with a grotesque look on his face...

With a look of disgust, Fulgrim took a few steps away from the frantic Angron, and operated the magnetic field force which was a little sluggish... About 450,000 horsepower was enough for Fulgrim to move freely in space.

"So what's the plan, bro?"

“Plan? Do you really want to ask me about my plan?” Angron glanced at Fulgrim and sneered…

"You just don't fucking want to go on that snowboat."

Fulgrim said nothing, but acquiesced to Angron's statement.

Although he believed that he was trying to change his bad habit of pursuing perfection, there were some traits he would never change.