The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 2719: Double Identity

The meeting location was chosen by Olkharn, and Solzhenitsyn did not expect that in this tomb-like battleship, there would be a luxurious banquet hall.

Thinking about it carefully, it was quite creepy. A group of gloomy metal wraiths gathered together, holding a banquet as they did when they were alive, dancing a strange dance in the dust and silence. It was simply a classic scene from the most popular horror movies in the hive city's late-night shows.

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But just talking about aesthetics, Solzhenitsyn had to admit that the Necrons at least maintained a superficial decency. This hall was a towering vault composed of emerald and silver, and its strangely shaped forged crystal windows could bring a panoramic view of the outside universe. They were very realistic projection devices. In the center of the hall was a huge golden ring-shaped table, inlaid with many patterns. In each image, the Necron army conquering enemies or conducting victory parades were depicted, but all were images after biotransference.

In addition, the most common were still statues, various statues standing in all parts of the gloomy hall, and even neatly lined up stone-carved soldiers.

Statues seem to have a pivotal position in Necron culture.

Although the hall was so magnificent and luxurious, it was embarrassing that perhaps since the War in Heaven, there has never been any food here. Originally, the hall should be full of chefs, servants, and wine pourers, but now there are only lifeless statues.

But these were meaningless to Solzhenitsyn. At most, after taking the ship back, he would hold a victory celebration in this place, which was a good idea.

Solzhenitsyn walked step by step to the huge round table, and then stopped beside Olkharn.

"Were there any accidents in the middle?"

Olkharn, with his arms crossed, tilted his body slightly when he heard Solzhenitsyn's question and replied:

"No accidents, just met an old friend."

"Who?"

"Trazyn the Infinite."

"Trazyn"

Solzhenitsyn recalled for a moment and then remembered that Veronica had mentioned this strange Necron to him.

"Is that the guy who likes to collect things?"

"Yes, it is."

"What is he doing here?"

"Of course, looking for new collections."

Solzhenitsyn nodded in understanding.

"I see, I understand. Olkharn, it must have taken you a lot of effort to force him back, right?"

Olkharn shook his head and smiled:

"I didn't put in much effort. It's useless to put in effort to stop him. It's you, it's your power that makes him afraid. After all, for someone who can take down a tomb ship alone, the Infinite One has to consider whether his museum can withstand it."

Solzhenitsyn smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at the person sitting opposite him. It was a slightly slender Necron, covered in elegant purple and gold, sitting upright in the chair, but it could still be seen that anger was emanating from her death mask—although it could be seen at a glance that she was a Necron, she was different from what Solzhenitsyn had seen before. The most important thing was her face, which was a complete metal mask instead of a skull shape. The mask was carved with soft female facial curves, and Solzhenitsyn could still judge that this was a female Necron.

This was a very strange thing. It stands to reason that Necrons should have lost the concept of gender after biotransference, but this one particularly highlighted her "gender", which was very individual, to say the least.

And looking at the style of her scepter and cloak, she should be a Cryptek.

"Since it's a lady, let me introduce myself first. My name is Solzhenitsyn Alexey, Chapter Master of the Space Knights Chapter and the White Templars Chapter of the Human Empire, and also the Phoenix Lord of the Eldar Eternal Court."

After speaking, Solzhenitsyn grabbed the heavy stone chair and gently pulled it back, then plopped down on it.

Lana, who was sitting opposite him, didn't show any waves on the outside due to her construction after hearing this, but the fingers of her hand holding the scepter creaked, betraying the stormy waves in her mind at this time.

Her visual equipment had no problems. No matter how she scanned it, except for his unusual physique, the guy in front of her was undoubtedly a human gene-modified person who called himself a Space Marine.

But he also claimed to be the Phoenix Lord of the Eldar—

The historical sub-mind retrieved all the historical data related to this within half a second.

'The Eternal Court is the highest authority of the Eldar, similar to the Council of the Three, but it adopts hereditary bloodline inheritance. The highest spiritual leader is the Eternal Queen, the human incarnation of the Life Goddess they believe in, and the Phoenix Lord serves as the military leader and the husband of the Eternal Queen, but they have already been wiped out in their great fall'

'The Human Empire maintains a complete hostility and extermination strategy towards all non-human races. They will attack any non-human civilization, of which the Astartes are the vanguard'

'Humans and Eldar have had countless conflicts since records began. Both sides claim that each other is a stain on the galaxy. This is data recorded in all laws and documents of the Human Empire'

'Astartes are highly gene-modified soldiers. They have no reproductive ability and will not have spouses. They abide by an Astartes Codex and live like religious monks'

'The Eldar generally despise humans. They ridicule humans as undeveloped inferior races, which has almost become their mantra'

But her strategy sub-mind was also giving some unusual analysis.

'The Eldar are indeed appearing in front of them and are with this Space Marine who calls himself Alpha. This proves that the humans and Eldar here are indeed cooperating'

'This tomb ship is the flagship of the Lychguard Dynasty. It is now occupied. It is absolutely impossible to do this with the power of these humans alone'

'Even Trazyn retreated when this man was mentioned'

And her emotional sub-mind was agitating.

'This person is definitely not a good thing. Regardless of the Eldar's reasons, he destroyed a dynasty'

'He is likely to take that thing away. No matter what, it cannot be handed over to him'

'Absolutely cannot succumb to these inferior fleshly things, no matter what means they use, whether it is torture or humiliation, they must remain silent'

'There is also the final means, the consciousness annihilation rune. As long as it is activated, they can forget about getting any information from this body'

Then she stopped the information output from the various sub-minds and opened her mouth with a slightly harsh metallic voice:

"You are lying."

"Oh? You know nothing about me, how can you be sure that I'm lying?"

"The Eternal Court of the Eldar has long since fallen. I knew about this after I woke up. The fallen Old One's dogs tried to replace the position of their former masters, but in the end they only suffered the consequences. The current Eldar are just pitiful vagrants and addicts, pitiful bugs who gnaw on the remnants of past glory and live their lives."