Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 249 Necromancer Sare Glover

Carl was busy repairing the thermal cutting laser beam emitter in his hand while calling the surrounding monitoring screen.

"It seems that the collection in Traasin's mouth is not as simple as it seems on the surface. The number of skinners of this scale is definitely not normal."

However, when he was multitasking, a loud noise suddenly spread throughout the entire mausoleum.

Seeing this, Aba Dan immediately spread his hands and said that he did not do it.

And the smarter Loken has already set his sights on one of the monitoring screens that is still in operation.

At least judging from the timing of the shock, the place where the battle took place was nearby.

"What a coincidence."

Following Loken's line of sight, Karl quickly determined the enemy's position.

It was a group of space necrons with a size of about a hundred people.

From the gaps of those gushing green decomposition rays, he already had a rough understanding of the opponent's pawn list.

It can only be said that those who can live here are all the elite among the elite.

Only a small number of ordinary undead warriors are lucky enough to survive to this day.

Their only weapon is the Gauss Ripper in their hands.

But that doesn't mean they are weak.

On the contrary, the undead warriors made of living metal can even crawl towards the enemy with the remaining half of their bodies.

As the name of this weapon literally means, any object that is hit will directly split the body into basic particles.

The only pity is that these undead warriors cannot be called a kind of creature in a sense.

They have no self-awareness and memory, and will only follow the orders passed down.

Accompanied by bursts of green light flickering, along with the green electric arc across, lethal beams of light were thrown into the attacking skinner army.

If it was changed to a big head, it is estimated that this thing will be wiped out in ashes if it is hit directly.

But those skinners are different, as if they have put on resistance,
This kind of annihilation attack always seems a bit painless when it hits them.

So in the face of these tactics that rely purely on numbers and speed advantages, the remaining dozens of necromancer fighters on the periphery raised their spears.

This is not for the convenience of firing, but for the tomahawk hanging from the front end of the Gauss Ripper.

In the next instant, the sharp blade and the sharp claw clashed in the air.

To be honest, these undead warriors are essentially soldiers, so after a simple understanding, Karl turned his attention to the new guys in the undead team.

Move your gaze back a little bit.

On the outskirts of the Necrons' formation against the Flayers, Karl saw the new units.

That is the Destroyer, a heavy Gauss cannon that is more than a circle larger than the Gauss Ripper;
In order to adapt to this weapon, it is a whole circle larger than ordinary undead warriors;
It is enough to reflect their special features.

Once blasted out, it can often beat a few unlucky skinners back to the factory state.

And this is also the result of the spread attack strategy that the flayers have adopted.

If it was all like the brainless charge of chasing Karl's claws and claws in Hive Capital No. [-] before.

This contingent of necromancers had already arrived where they wanted to go.

Seeing this situation, Karl didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Because his attention has been completely attracted by the scepter in the hand of the Necromancer.

Traasin isn't everywhere.

There is no love and peace among the dominant races in the universe.

As the former overlord of the galaxy, the Necrons obviously couldn't accept the ending of "being inferior to others".

So no matter what, there must be a battle between humans and undead.

Therefore, no matter from any point of view, it is the best choice to wait until the group of Necrons and the Skinners fight each other and finally pick up their heads.

And the harvest of this trip is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.

What Karl wants most is actually the key to the mausoleum in the hands of these Necrons.

In this way, he can grasp the last "nuclear button" on the entire Frank III.

I'll talk to you when I can fight -- each according to his own ability
I'll talk to you when I can't beat it
Just ask if you are playing hooliganism.

Although there is a high probability that Chaos will not accept this threat, even actively using this to threaten Chaos will have the opposite effect.

But even though his strength has been greatly increased, the situation on Frank III is still not optimistic for Karl.

Who would think there are too few such things as hole cards?

What's more, even if they all die together, the decision on who will die first will still be firmly in his hands.

It can only be said that Karasin never dreamed that he gave a card that would lead to such a huge butterfly storm.

But dreams are dreams.

Only when you really put it into action and turn your dreams into reality can you eat the meat that is sent to your mouth.

In order to better observe the specific process of the undead opening the door and the means to reproduce it easily, Karl decided to be more steady.

At the same time, the skinners like a tide are still repeatedly attacking the outer lines of the Necrons.

Waving sharp claws, trying again and again to follow the most primitive desires of the cursed heart.

That is from the illusion constructed by the fragments of the Star God.

He, or rather a part of Him, is engaged in a frenzied deal in order to escape eternal captivity.

Although the previous existence has been completely wiped out, as the new successor, he has tasted the pain countless times during the long awakening period.

The undead have committed one of the biggest taboos - the star god can indeed be completely killed

But as representatives of the laws of the physical universe, if they are not merged and swallowed by other star gods, they will re-complete the so-called reincarnation in the long years.

"The Necrons must be destroyed."

Among the shattered illusions, He kept whispering in the ears of the flayers.

The terrifying claws made of living metal swung again and again, and in most cases these attacks were blocked by the front row necromancers with the ax blade on the Gauss Ripper.

But even living metal has a fatigue limit.

Undead warriors without self-awareness and memory are often unaware of their internal crisis.

They are already too tired.

To know the scale of the entire mausoleum, in terms of the superimposed surface area of ​​each layer, it is no longer under the total surface area of ​​Frank No. [-].

And these undead warriors, when they were still "Necrophobia", belonged to the low-status category.

If it is said that the Silent King and other top dynasties have at least "retained" (reprinted) most of their self-awareness, and even decided to backstab the Star God backhandedly.

Then these undead warriors belong to that pure part of the number of deaths.

No consciousness, no memory, not well maintained.

Even living metal can't resist the traces of time.

In the stretching and rebounding again and again, these aging components have reached the limit of fatigue.

Like strings that are stretched to the limit, they finally break at a predestined node in the intensive and fast performance.

The sharp claws slid across, and the bondage that should have ended tens of thousands of years ago was finally lifted.

This ancient body left in the world finally obtained its own liberation.

"boom boom"

The heavy armor destroyer from the rear is still continuously using the heavy Gauss cannon in his hand to do cover strike support.

Those cannonballs were like throwing stones into a pond, harvesting any skinners who dared to rush forward in a way of returning to nothingness.

But even so, the Necromancer Task Force is still being consumed continuously.

Like a marathon that was approaching the end, both the Flayer and the Necrons placed heavy bets on the last short distance.

And the core character among them may be the necromancer Sare Glover in the center of the formation.

There are four "vargards" (vargards), a kind of guards of the dead nobles, beside Sare.

Unlike those undead warriors, he really has the existence of self-will in a certain sense.

At this moment, he is using the scepter in his hand to make the final adaptation and adjustment of the matrix activated by the gate.

But this time was different, he once again feared the word that was once far away from him—death
Once upon a time, death was not terrible, because the rebirth protocol gave the undead endless life.

Even in the face of death, he can reawaken in the resurrection pod.

However, when they woke up, all this changed.

The curse eats away at the heart of the Rebirth Protocol.

No "person" knows exactly what happened that day.

But the instant loss of 25% of the total "population" is enough to severely damage the mausoleum of the just-started recovery process.

According to the routine procedure, those undead who had been awakened first by the automatic machines would complete the trimming of equipment and the deployment of troops in advance.

After all of this is done, the order of final awakening will go to the necromancer nobles.

At that time, getting up directly is just a magic costume, just push it flat and it's over.

It's a pity that the curse from the Star God didn't want to give them this chance to breathe.

The outermost line of defense has come to the brink of collapse.

Due to the curse of the rebirth agreement, the bodies and "souls" of these war dead did not even dare to start the recovery process.

Because that would be nothing more than adding new members to the flayers.

Turning his head to look at the undead vanguard who had followed him for an unknown amount of time, Sare said in a deep voice, "You guys should go too."

Hearing this, there was no hesitation.

Four undead vanguards armed with war scythes quickly rushed to the sections of the defense line that were about to be breached by the skinners.

Passing by several tomb technicians who were also busy assisting Sare, the technicians with cyclops-shaped faces were busy checking the final parameters for starting the phase transmission channel.

If you look carefully, you will find that Sare seems to have left a retreat for himself.

The opening of the channel for the first time only gave a very short time parameter, and then it would take half a month to fully open the channel.

This is clearly an operation that wants to take advantage of the opportunity to escape.

It's a pity that Karl saw all his fake moves.

"Let's go, it's almost time to cut the beard."

Greeted Abbadan, who was watching in a daze, and Loken, who was still thinking about what the rebirth agreement was.

Karl quickly made a plan for the next attack.

The button on the "Kata" control panel was pressed again.

After casually kicking the two cut black stones into the bag, Karl and his party rushed into another newly opened passage.

It will take some time to get to the scene.

During this period of running the map, Karl decided to observe the combat methods of this group of space necrons.

After all, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in all battles.

Especially the phase shift in it is just as buggy as teleportation.

I saw the four undead vanguards rushing towards their target holding their sickles.

Apparently, the Flayer was no fool.

They also raised their sharp claws, ready to fight back.

But at the moment when the two were about to meet and collide, the figure of the undead vanguard suddenly blurred.

The flayer's claw hit only a shadow that was no longer there.

The skinner who was attacking the air subconsciously wanted to turn around and claw, but the undead vanguard who had already prepared would not give such a chance.

There was a hint of dark green in the pitch black as the sickle swung down, easily separating the skinner's body and head.

But that's it.

The number of skinners is still too much.

The necromancer, who has long been accustomed to using the rebirth agreement to prostitute unlimited manpower, was completely devastated by the inexplicable curse in the rebirth agreement.

Faced with this unreasonable curse, restarting, purifying, and isolating are all futile operations.

One hole was filled, and soon another was torn open.

The four undead vanguards are really strong, but there is no way to divide them into ten parts.

As more and more undead warriors "get free", the originally barely maintained line of defense has come to the brink of collapse.

Some of the skinners even rushed to the heavy armor destroyer who was originally in charge of long-range fire suppression.

Although these heavy armor destroyers rely on their thick bodies, they are enough to deal with 1-2 skinners alone without falling into a disadvantage.

However, the loss of firepower due to its falling into close combat once again exacerbated the collapse of the front line of defense.

Seeing this, Sare the Necromancer finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He already had a long life and didn't want to die here.

If the rebirth agreement is still in place, then he will definitely maintain the nobility of the undead noble.

But at this time, it is obviously out of date to think about those extraneous things.

Lord of the Necrons, Saree are themselves the most powerful members of this ancient species.

He holds the scepter of light with the tip of a green fork in his hand.

He believes that the tiny power-concentrating devices scattered all over it are enough to incinerate any enemy who dares to provoke him.

Just like those opponents he personally killed in power disputes, this time he will not miss.

Temporarily break away from the complex shared computing local area network.

Sare once again connected himself to the node network responsible for directing the battle.

The wind and grass of the entire battlefield can be seen in a panoramic view.

At this moment, all the remaining 64 fighters in the entire task force appeared in his mind.

From now on, he really began to display the full strength of a necromancer.

Waving the scepter in his hand, the energy-gathering device on it shot out several scorching rays instantly, killing several skinners who were about to attack the undead warriors in seconds.

This is a powerful force.

So strong that Sare felt a void.

You know, when the task force set off, there were a full 14 "people" and a lot of heavy equipment.

But now, there are only 68 "people" who accompanied him here, including the tomb technician.

Fortunately, his goal has been achieved.

The door is about to open, and he is finally about to escape from this nightmarish hell——
Yet?

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(End of this chapter)