The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"We could have done this the easy way, but you made things complicated!"

The Phaeron finally couldn't help but roar.

"What exactly is Szarekh hiding! Why do you demand we tie our hands after those low-level creatures in white armor arrive, even forcing us to replace our warriors executing missions with clumsy machines? The difficulty in capturing her is all because of those parasites. If we just eliminate them, we'll have plenty of time to dig out what we need, instead of hiding and searching aimlessly!"

"I've already explained that alarming them will only make things go in the worst direction. Phaeron Boreset, please remember the oath you swore. You will forever be loyal to the Silent King and the Triarchs. The Triarchs entrusted you with the Flayed Skull out of trust. As long as you successfully complete this task until the Silent King returns, the Oroskh Dynasty will be yours. The Triarchs never break their word."

"I have never broken my oath, but you are making things difficult for me. Why are you afraid of a bunch of low-level creatures?"

The other party did not answer directly but said meaningfully:

"Reduce more unnecessary troubles."

"The biggest trouble now is your nonsensical and harsh demands. I will no longer abide by your strange rules. The Reysha Dynasty will cleanse these parasites. We will not tolerate them continuing to run rampant on the crown world of the dynasty. My technicians have already sent out the awakening protocol to all surrounding tomb worlds, and we will capture that thief as well."

The emerald orb on the forehead of the Triarch Praetorian lit up, seemingly transmitting some kind of signal or expressing some kind of emotion.

"Phaeron Boreset, I must remind you, this is a warning from the Silent King, and it's also for the safety of your dynasty."

The Phaeron's body visibly trembled. After a moment, he raised his head and let out a laugh that sounded almost like a shriek.

"Hahahaha!! Szarekh is truly as rumored. He has become a coward, a wimp who shirks responsibility and glory! You are actually afraid of these low-level maggots. I understand now. He has truly aged, and the Triarch Council is finished. The future will be an era of warring dynasties."

At that moment, the scepters in the hands of the Triarch Praetorians were uniformly lit up by flickering energy, and the surrounding dynasty nobles immediately gripped their weapons and aimed them at them. The dim eyes of the Lychguard were also immediately lit up, and the energy nodes on their bodies were quickly activated.

The leading Praetorian pointed at the other party with the scepter in his hand, while the symbol on his chest projected a flowing text into the air.

"Phaeron Boreset, if you utter such arrogant and rebellious words again, we will exercise the power to defend the Triarchal precepts and escort you to the awakening council to face judgment!"

In the distant past, the Triarch Praetorians were not only responsible for guarding the rule of the Triarch Council but were also the judges and executors of the ancient Necron laws, ensuring that all dynasties followed the laws of the ancient Necron Empire and were not forgotten, and ensuring that all wars and political activities were conducted in accordance with Necron principles. Even after the Great Sleep, they still had the right to impose their will on any lord, overlord, or even pharaoh who violated the law.

With the end of the War in Heaven, the last of the Triarch Praetorians retreated to the ancient Necron power throne on the northern edge of the galaxy under the instructions of the Silent King, preserving their proud ancient codes, laws, and precepts to avoid retaliation from the increasingly powerful Eldar.

In the years after the Silent King's departure, the Praetorians planned for the distant and indefinite day of the Necron awakening. They established a self-governing body called the Awakening Council, hoping that their former master and ancient laws would once again dominate the world, and continued to guard the various sleeping dynasties, waiting for the day they would awaken.

Once the Praetorians make contact with a newly awakened Necron dynasty, a dedicated group of Triarch Praetorians will be stationed in the dynasty, responsible for their etiquette affairs and defense. Whether out of combat power or influence, no dynasty's Phaeron would refuse the arrival of the Triarch Praetorians. Even 60 million years cannot weaken the combat capabilities of these warriors, but accepting combat power is one thing, and being willing to accept guidance or even control is another.

For example, Imotekh the Stormlord, the new Phaeron of the Sautekh Dynasty, after eliminating all his rivals and seizing the throne world, faced the Triarch Praetorians who came to promote etiquette and law. His choice was to listen patiently and then personally dismantle them into pieces and send them back to the Awakening Council. This also demonstrated a new ambitious monarch's contempt for ancient hegemony.

In the era when the Silent King was missing, the Triarch Praetorians also gradually felt the changes in the dynasties after their awakening, but there was little they could do.

As soon as the Triarch Praetorians spoke, the dynasty nobles immediately cursed angrily, and the Lychguard also stepped forward in unison, surrounding them from all directions with shields and blades.

At this moment, the Phaeron raised his scepter again, the nobles closed their mouths, and the Lychguard stopped a few meters away from the Triarch Praetorians.

"I have made my decision. If you think it's inappropriate, go complain to Phaerakh Fellkhayyn."

Then the Lychguard retreated in unison, quickly returning to their original positions, but they did not continue to fall asleep.

"Phaeron Boreset, if you really decide to do this, then make it quick."

"You don't need to worry about that. The warriors of the Reysha Dynasty are enough to crush these maggots without the support of the surrounding tomb worlds!"

The Triarch Praetorians said nothing, and left the hall in silence.

Then the proud Phaeron ordered to speed up the process of the resurrection ceremony. Although he had made harsh remarks in front of the Triarch Praetorians, in reality, this awakening was relatively sudden. If the treasure had not been stolen, triggering the dynasty's emergency protocol, they might have continued to sleep. However, only a small number of troops and nobles were awakened. They initially treated the Genestealers as invaders to be purged. It was not until the Phaeron awakened that they discovered the vault had been robbed, and the thief was an unknown Cryptek. If the Triarch Praetorians had not been here, he might not have noticed it in time. In fact, the Triarch Praetorians began chasing the thief the moment the treasure was stolen, but there were too few of them and they had to urgently awaken the Phaeron.

At the same time, considering the possibility of facing the enemy's space firepower, the Phaeron specifically requested to accelerate the awakening of the dynasty's fleet - for the sake of diversifying risks, he divided the dynasty's fleet into four before the Great Sleep, one of which slept underground in the crown world. It included 1 Cairn-class Tomb Ship, 6 Scythe-class Harvest Ships, 17 Shroud-class Light Cruisers, 54 Dirge-class and Jackal-class Frigates.

Considering the weak fleet strength of those low-level races, the Phaeron believed that the crown world's fleet was enough to wipe them out. The only problem was that the Great Sleep not only caused many nobles to fall asleep in their coffins and never return to the dynasty, but also caused the control systems of many warships to be in a state of complete disconnection, requiring technicians to repair them day and night to restart.

Fortunately, it wouldn't be long before he could teach those vermin a harsh lesson, no matter what weird machine worshippers they were, or those so-called gene-modified soldiers!