Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Nono smiled and said, "I have quite a lot of personal experience, but I still need something."

"What?" Noah asked.

"Your blood." said Nono.

"now?"

Although he didn't know what his blood would be used for, Noah still cooperated and took out Lilazan's Wrath.

"No, wait a moment."

Nuonuo shook his head, looked at the huge multi-faceted crystal, stretched out his hand and poured power into it.

But at the same time, Igra'nia's voice once again rang in her mind.

"how dare you?"

"You can't kill me! Nothing can kill me!"

"I am the world-shaper! I am a star-god!"

"Even if you are a god, you can't kill me!"

Igra'nia roared angrily, but there was fear in that roar.

The Star Gods are not unkillable. The Flayer Randu'Gor was completely killed by the Necrons tens of millions of years ago. Although before his death, he also left the Necrons with the eternal curse of the Flayer.

But what's the point?

His revenge on the Necrons did indeed terrify them, but he was already dead. Even if the Necrons were really destroyed by the Flayer's Curse, could that change the fact that he was dead?

Facing Igra'nia's roar and questioning, Nono did not comment, but smiled and said:

“It’s true that I can’t kill the C’tan, but you’re just a fragment.

"I don't want to kill you. Killing a Star God, even if it's just a fragment, would cost just as much. But I just want to find a new owner for this fragment of the Star God. Although this is also very difficult, I happen to be able to do it."

Erasing the consciousness of a piece of Star God fragment sounds difficult, but it is not easy at all.

But for Nono, this matter was not that difficult.

Because that's how she was born.

She was just a reverberation born from a fragment of the Star God. She shouldn't have existed.

As early as when she was born, she should have been crushed by the real Star God.

But now, she has killed the Star God and become the new master of this power.

Therefore, she knew very well how to wipe out the consciousness of a fragment of the Star God, and how to guide the birth of a new 'echo'.

This requires two forces, one is her and the other is Noah.

As a former 'remnant', she can trigger the birth of remnants of other star gods.

But in order to completely erase Igra'nia's consciousness and allow the new reverberation to grow rapidly, Noah's help is needed.

"Traitor! Despicable traitor!"

Igra'nia's roar echoed in her mind. It was the only resistance made by a star god before his death. Trapped in a cage, he could do nothing but watch as the cage that imprisoned him shook. At most, cursing a few words would be his greatest resistance.

It is a great sorrow that the once powerful god has fallen to this point.

Unfortunately, no one sympathized with His plight.

Nono wouldn’t, because her birth was incompatible with the Star God.

Noah wouldn't do that either, because Star God had become what he is now purely because of his own fault.

When they tricked the Necrontyr into the 'Mechanical Ascension' and devoured their bodies and souls in order to completely exterminate the race, they should have expected this day to come.

However, their mistake was not in deceiving the Necrontyr, but that after deceiving the Necrontyr, they were still ambushed by the Necrons.

Did they never think that the Necrons would take revenge on them?

I have to say it's quite darkly humorous. Perhaps this is the price of arrogance!

"Noah, now, put some blood on it, but don't touch it."

Nono said.

Noah stepped forward, cut his palm with Rilazan's Fury, and dripped blood onto the hypercube dome.

Nothing had changed, at least not from Noah's perspective.

Nono suddenly asked:

"Cassia, would you like some?"

"Eh? Is there anything else for me?" Cassia blinked in confusion.

Nono smiled and said:

"Of course, if you want a daughter."

Cassia's eyes lit up, and she became eager to try from being uninterested. She took the dagger from Noah's hand, cut her palm, and dripped blood on it.

But somehow, the shaking of the hypercube dome stopped.

The once violent fragments of the Star God became peaceful again.

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"Despicable! Human! What on earth did you use?"

The Undead Overlord roared and lashed Sicarius madly with the staff in his hand.

Sicarius used his power sword to resist with difficulty. He admitted that he had underestimated the Undead Overlord. Not only did he have the advantage in height, but the Undead Overlord's research skills in close combat were also not weak at all.

But for some reason, the opponent's staff was obviously extremely powerful, and even he could not withstand it several times and was knocked away by the huge force.

But for some reason, the shield defense of the Terminator Armor seems to be a little thicker today than before.

Sicarius himself felt that even if it was a purely physical attack, the shield should have been shattered long ago, but it miraculously held on until now.

Sicarius didn't know why this happened, he could only attribute it to the great joy of the machine soul!

Since the shield would not be broken, Sicarius' tactics gradually became bolder.

He no longer focused on blocking every attack from the enemy, but instead began to adopt a life-threatening strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries!

"Courage and glory!"

Sicarius roared and rushed towards the Undead Overlord, and used his power sword to cut off one of the Undead Overlord's spider legs, shortening the Undead Overlord's height.

Although he was hit by the staff again and was knocked away.

But it doesn’t matter!

If the shield is not broken, there will be no death. At most, the internal organs will inevitably suffer minor injuries and part of them will be shattered under the huge impact force.

But it doesn’t matter!

Just a minor injury!

"For Macragge!"

Sicarius stabbed the ground with his power sword to stop his retreating body, and once again rushed towards the Undead Overlord with a loud roar.

Chapter 175 If you don’t give up, Bu is willing to be your adoptive father!

"Despicable alien!"

Hechiros glared at the Space Marine opposite him. All four of His legs were chopped off, and one of His arms on the upper body was also chopped off.

Although the opponent paid the price of being hit several times by his staff, if it was any other Undead Overlord, or even the Emperor of Magic, or any other enemy, the opponent would have died on the spot.

But he didn't die! Even his shield didn't break!

puff!

Sicarius spat out a mouthful of blood, which quickly coagulated on the ground, and there seemed to be some fragments in it.

The machine spirit can protect his power armor, but it cannot protect his internal organs.

That's probably the lungs?

Or maybe some other internal organs, but it doesn’t matter.

Sicarius pulled out the power sword that was stuck in the floor, and walked towards the Overlord of the Dead with a cold expression. He raised the power sword and was about to chop off the head of the Overlord of the Dead, but even in the face of death, the Overlord of the Dead was still fearless, and his eyes were still full of hatred.

Sicarius felt something was strange, but he wasn't going to let this opportunity go.

He will kill the Undead Overlord!

Hedgeros looked at him coldly, stupid alien.

They simply do not understand the greatness of the Necrons.

If he died now, all he would lose would be his body, and the resurrection protocol would soon revive him.

He will come back with more Undead troops!

His Necrons are endless, and his enemies are being expended every moment.

He was originally worried that these people would destroy the hypercube dome, but now it seems that there is no need to do so. These backward and barbaric creatures obviously do not know how to crack the technological crystallization of the undead.

and so……

boom!

Sicarius' eyes suddenly turned dizzy, his eyes fixed, and he almost instinctively stabbed the power sword in his hand.

But he failed to kill anyone, as the power armor sank deep into the deck of the bridge and his body paused.

Sicarius frowned and looked around. The mortal officers were looking at him in horror.

"Where is this?"

Sicarius asked warily, looking around.

A Sister of Battle was aiming her bolter at him, while another white-haired Navigator was watching him closely.

Apparently, they didn't take kindly to his sudden appearance.

A blonde female officer replied:

"The Stars, my Lord."

"Who are you?" Sicarius looked at her.

White replied:

"White, sir, I am Lord Noah's sound array master and the acting captain."

Sicarius had a look of astonishment on his face. How come he was on the Stars?

He should be on the World Engine!

Sicarius's face slightly changed. He asked:

"Where's the World Engine?"

"There, my Lord."

White pointed to the observation window, where a silvery-white sphere glowed against the dark background of the universe.

boom!

Sicarius heard the sound of power armor falling on the deck. He turned around and saw two Extreme Marines' Terminators looking at him in surprise.

Soon after, more and more people appeared on decks all over the Stars.

They were all Astartes, Astartes aboard the World-Engine.

Sicarius looked at the other people who suddenly appeared, and after a long silence, he asked:

"Is that how I appeared?"

"Yes, my lord."

After receiving a positive answer, Sicarius showed a confused expression.

He was wearing Terminator armor and could indeed teleport.

But the prerequisite is to have a transmission beacon, and there is a high probability of failure.