I am the magnetic field maniac

It goes without saying where those biotechnology samples and genetic sources come from - the aliens' rebellion is actually just a kind of just revenge.

This is also the reason why the Emperor hates biological modification. He cannot accept biological applications that are too crazy and beyond ethics.

Even during the Conquest of Terra, the Emperor would never allow any warlord involved to survive.

But the Emperor is indeed hypocritical - he hates biological modification, but he made his fortune by biological modification!

From the original Custodes, to the mass-produced powerful but unstable Thunder Warriors, to the later powerful and stable Space Marines who were restricted by the Emperor.

He relied on these biologically modified products to conquer the entire galaxy, but he was afraid that they would repeat the mistakes of the Dark Age of Technology.

He did not allow the Astartes to enter the High Lords Council because he intended to gradually let the Astartes wither away in the galaxy after the Great Crusade...

The Astartes will not and cannot receive further reinforcements... The Emperor will gradually let these warriors wear away in the endless war in the galaxy.

Then, they would raise up the power of normal humans to replace the Astartes.

He certainly wouldn't purge the Space Marines like he did the Thunder Marines...but for those Space Marines who have fought countless battles for the future of humanity, what is the difference between this behavior and abandonment and purge?

When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. The cold-blooded emperor is indeed such a contradictory and determined person.

The Emperor never regrets, but he also has the ability to change.

"Leon, the future empire must be disintegrated. It is too large... and a political system that is too large will be too bloated even if it has stable superluminal technology." The emperor said softly.

"Divide it, Lion. You and Guilliman deserve your share. Rule those humans. Do it your way. Let humans regain vitality and hope, instead of being like a cold and withered corpse like now."

"Don't let him be like me..."

"No matter what happens to you in the end, even if you become enemies... as long as humans still exist, as long as humans can still control their own destiny, then everything will be worth it."

Leon was silent. He couldn't speak and didn't want to speak. The Emperor's explanation was tantamount to a betrayal of the empire as a whole... a denial of this huge collective that he had built.

But what he feared more was the question of where humanity would go without the Emperor.

Leon laughed at himself a little, because he felt terrified for losing the emperor - in this respect alone, what was the difference between him, the peerless lion, and those mortals?

"Vulkan, what are you going to do with those greenskins?"

Not wanting to continue discussing this topic, Leon discussed another issue...

"Vulkan... that was his choice." The Emperor sighed and said lightly...

"It's not that I can't bring Vulkan back, but it's really a good choice for humanity as a whole."

"You mean to become the leader of those greenskins and lead them out of the galaxy?" Leon frowned.

"This is indeed Vulkan's choice." The Emperor nodded and said calmly...

"This is the best decision for humanity as a whole. Vulkan is now Gogo's chosen one, which means he will eventually have a chance to become the Great Prophet of Kirk. And if he succeeds, Vulkan plans to take all the Orks away from the galaxy..."

Escaping is the best option to buy time for human development... Compared with the war race created by the ancient saints, humans are too far behind...

What's more, they have more than one greenskin to compete with in the entire galaxy.

Even if chaos is solved, the current situation of mankind cannot be said to be very good.

The Orks, the Tyranids, the Eldar Covenant, the awakened Necrons, these will all be extremely sad problems for humanity.

If Vulkan could complete his sacrifice, then at least the two problems of the greenskins and the Tyranids could be solved at the same time, gaining a huge time advantage for the development of mankind.

Leon looked at the emperor, trying to see any trace of reluctance or guilt on his face.

However, no, the Lord of Mankind's expression did not change at all at Vulkan's sacrifice.

This made Leon feel uncontrollably irritated. Their father was undoubtedly a great man...

But an emperor who can sacrifice everything for humanity can naturally sacrifice his own son without hesitation.

This overly selfless coldness made Leon feel admiration, but also felt even colder.

"But if Vulkan wants to achieve his goal, he must kill the Bonebreaker." The Emperor's eyes turned cold.

"If Jaghatai and Leman Russ carry out my orders... they will cooperate with the Eldar to release the plague that once exterminated the orcish ruling class, and use guerrilla warfare to force the Bone Crusher to move the battlefield."

He will definitely move. After all, no matter whether the orcs are the Orks now or the Kolks in the past, their desire for war and the fact that they will begin to wither without war are real.

The largest Waaaahg in the galaxy is something that Bonebreaker must participate in, so he must come to Cadia - and the Emperor is waiting for him here.

Kill the Bonebreaker, and Vulkan will become the only Great Prophet of Kolk...

He will immediately order all the orcs to attack the Leviathan backbone of the Tyranid swarm.

That was also a war, and it did not violate the will of the second brother. And Vulkan had to speed up his pace, because Corax and Angron were gradually unable to withstand the invasion of the Misty Star Region.

The Tyranids - that's also a huge problem, they are the race that will benefit the most from the magnetic field rotation version...

Compared to other races, they are extremely efficient in mass-producing magnetic field swarms.

Even though any magnetic field swarm requires ten times the investment of a hive tyrant, the results it brings are more than a hundred times greater.

Faced with the endless wars and problems in the galaxy, even the Emperor would feel truly powerless...

hum...

The slightly harsh sound of electronic instruments spread in the air...

The huge Great Sage Cawl, whose entire body was almost completely mechanized, walked slowly and bowed before the Emperor...

"Praise be to you, Great Om Messiah."

Leon frowned slightly. He didn't like the Mechanicus, nor did he like the great sage who had started tampering with the genes of his offspring ten thousand years ago.

But the Emperor waved his hand slightly to signal Leon to step back, as he had something to explain to "Kohl" in person.

The Lion King left, but Kaul slowly stood up and looked directly at the Emperor. Such disrespectful behavior could obviously not have come from Kaul himself.

"Is this our first meeting? The human sorcery... Emperor?"

An arrogant, cold, and slightly sarcastic voice came out of Kohl's voice generator, indicating that the body of the great sage had been taken over by something.

"Are you here to seek my submission, or... to seek a future?"

The emperor's face was cold. He was very unhappy that his people and loyal subordinates were controlled by those monsters - but reason told him not to take action.

"How did you gain control of Cawl's body?" the Emperor asked, speaking on an irrelevant subject.

"Don't you know?" A sneer came from the voice generator of "Coal"

"You "killed" it yourself and sealed it on Mars. You know very well that it is the so-called "Om Messiah" that these idiots worship all day long, but don't you know... that although it cannot receive the faith of those humans, it can receive their "sacrifices"? "

"The so-called process of transforming the flesh and blood body is to gradually feed one's soul to the fragments of the void dragon. Even if they can't feel it, aren't they getting closer and closer to us?"

"You allow your people to sacrifice their souls to a Broken God! Emperor of Mankind, you commit the same folly as we do."

The emperor was speechless, but his eyes burst into golden psychic light, making the cold sun in the Supreme Heaven even more dazzling.

There are not many beings in the entire universe who can speak to him like this. And the person in front of him is absolutely qualified.

The Lord of the Triarchy, the King of the Undead, the Controller of the Necrons - Silent King Szalak!

168. The Silent King Has a Decree

When the Necrons were still the Necrontyr and dominated the galaxy, the institution that ruled this huge race was called the Triumvirate, led by the three most noble beings among the Necrontyr.

The King of Silence is the most prominent member of the Three Holy Councils. Traditionally, he never speaks, but instead issues decrees to the other two Holy Dharma Kings in the council.

The Silent King and the other two Holy Dharma Kings formulated the decrees that linked the various dynasties of the deceased. The Silent King's words were the law, and those who disobeyed them would be killed.

Meanwhile, a court of the Venerables, composed of lesser nobles, counselors, astrologers, and physicians, surrounded the Triumvirate.

But in fact, the Silent King has always occupied the most important seat and power in the Three Holy Council...

Especially after Szalak took over, the Triumvirate under his control was simply called "the mouthpiece of the Silent King" by other Necrontyr...

The three holy seats were nominally hereditary, but the life span of the deceased, which was only twenty or thirty years, ensured that the title of the Silent King would be passed quickly from one dynasty to another.

But it was only during the time of Szalak that the war against the Ancients and the submission to the Star Gods brought about different concepts.

From then on, after the Necrontyr gained "eternal life", the Silent King became the Eternal King.

His absolute control over the Necron race is unshakable and is an absolute decision determined by his ability!

However, despite this, after the Silent King defeated the Star God and won the final victory in the War in Heaven, he realized that his actions had brought destruction to the entire Necrontyr race. Feeling guilty, he chose to exile himself from the galaxy to find a way to restore his people.

In the entire galaxy, it is difficult to find a ruler more qualified and powerful than Szahrak. Even the Emperor - in the eyes of the Silent King, has nothing to do with greatness.

There was a slight movement beneath Kohl's body, and on a piece of metal, an alien made of steel slowly stood up.

He held the ancient and sacred Three Holy Scepters in his hands, and his metal shell was covered with the prosperous symbols of the ancient Death-Fearing Civilization.

The dark green light reflected from those eyes was cold and tired.

But although it is made of metal, his body is indeed soft.

Where other Necrons move with a grim, unrelenting spirit, his every move has an unmistakable energy.

His body language had the symmetrical strength of musculature, as if blessed by the gods, and his clothing was simple yet incredibly elegant.

And his face - as if to deliberately mock the Emperor, or perhaps to express something, Szalak, the undisputed overlord of the Undead race, known as the last and greatest Silent King, wore a golden mask of the same shape as Sanguinius.

"The entire galaxy and all races are living in hell because of you."

Facing Szalak's contempt, the Emperor simply responded with a blank expression and incomparably calm manner...

This was the first time he and the Silent King met, but no matter what, it was impossible for them to have the slightest affection for each other.

In the eyes of the Silent King, the Emperor is no different from those four idiots in the Warp, a bacon who plays with witchcraft, and a person who follows the old path of the Necrontyr.

And in the eyes of the Emperor, the Silent King is the fucking culprit why the entire galaxy is now so rotten!

The extinction of the ancient saints, the war in heaven, the crushing of the star gods, all thanks to these metal skeletons, the entire universe turned into purgatory, leaving no hope for any race that came after.

Even though the Necrons were actually of great help to humanity, the sins of the Necrons made it difficult for the Emperor to remove his murderous intent against them.

"I made a stupid decision for the future of the race."

Szalak was silent for a moment, and Kaul, who was standing beside him, took over as the ruler of death and continued speaking in a tired but indifferent tone...

"I made a wrong decision to exterminate my race, but Emperor of Mankind, you are not qualified to rebuke us. We made the wrong decision for the future of our species... and you, you are only one step away from making the mistake."

"But no matter what, our newly born race will not make the same mistake again... And how can you and your tiny, young race overcome the next test?"

The Silent King's contempt and arrogance are well-founded. The united Necrons are so powerful... Their incredible technology has actually already regarded the galaxy as their own backyard.

Humans are the current rulers of the galaxy, but in their view, this young race has only ruled the universe for less than 20,000 years, which is even just a fleeting moment in their long life.

The Silent King was the one who should be despised the most. It was his arrogance, his self-righteousness, and his desires that pushed the entire race into an abyss of no return!

He is responsible for all the mess that the Galaxy is in today!

The Silent King knew this, and he understood this, which is why he chose a relationship of peaceful exchange with the Emperor.

The proud Necromancer would never admit that he would make up for the shortcomings of any lower race...

But the proud kings will try their best to pull the entire galaxy out of hell and out of the mistakes they created.

"You want war?" The Emperor's eyes were cold, the Emperor's sword on his waist was burning, and a cold and burning aura burst out from his body...

"Haha, you want to fight, but do you dare?" The Silent King laughed

"The Milky Way is our backyard, and you are just temporary tenants. It is really boring to talk about the legal ownership of the Milky Way, but if we want to destroy the garden, what can you do?"

The Emperor was speechless, he really had no other choice, perhaps the power of his ultimate life was so strong now - but he certainly could not defeat a united Necrons race, or stop them from going crazy.

The power of the Silent King is unquestionable, even if he destroyed the Master Control Protocol...

The technology in his hands and the large number of backup plans left over from the former Undead Dynasty are by no means something that the Human Empire can rashly challenge.

"But, that's all." The Silent King said calmly, his fingers gently stroking his Three Sacred Scepters...

"As you said, the sins our race has committed are unforgivable. And now there may be a chance to redeem ourselves... I don't intend to make a wrong decision."

The Silent King slightly spread out the metal cloak behind him, came to the side of the Emperor, and ran his fingers over a few stars in the star map, and continued...

"The main forces of all our dynasties are now rushing to the edge of the galaxy to disperse the invading Zerg swarms. This task is expected to last for quite some time."

How long is a Necrons considerable period of time?

At the very least, for humans, it must be so long that there is no end in sight.

With the soul through the Allspark, the life of the Necrons is still "immortal"... As iron-based life forms, they can't even explain what the so-called lifespan is...

Perhaps life ends when they feel so exhausted that they desire eternal sleep.

But no matter what, this time will give humans countless opportunities...