Wander! Blue Star People

Trazin's heart was shaken violently.

Incredible!

Where did these fleets come from?

Trazin - a collector who redefines "ownerless things" and is happy to keep them. He is a self-proclaimed volunteer protector of the history, artifacts and events of the galaxy, and is known as the "King of Figures". Warhammer enthusiast group.

This is a very special existence.

The Solemnas Museum he founded contains countless strange and eccentric objects, which are either priceless, rare in the world, or have unique commemorative value.

His collection includes, but is not limited to, the Skeleton Chorus of Otanza, the well-preserved head of Sebastian Thor, the Saint-Bishop of the Imperium of Man, the ossified shell of an enslaver, and a Custodian.

He is an avid collector of all kinds of rare objects and creatures.

His collection also includes the galaxy's only ancient orc, a behemoth twelve meters tall.

Of course, these are the collections he had in Warhammer 40,000, and it’s hard to say what he has collected in the current 30,000 era.

But what is certain is that this is a terrifyingly strong man.

He is the overlord of the Necron!

The predecessor of the Necrons was a race called the Necrontyr. They were active a long, long time ago, before the human race was born.

The stars in the Necrontyr's system radiate intense radiation, which causes the Necrontyr's life to be short and painful.

They therefore long for ways to extend their lives.

With their peak technological means, they came into contact with a race called the Ancient Saints. The Ancient Saints could live forever and were willing to lend a helping hand to the Necrontyrs, but they were unwilling and unable to help the Necrontyrs live forever.

As time passed, the Necrontyr developed a strong jealousy of the Old Ones.

Later, under the instigation of a race called the Star God, they launched a war against the Ancient Saints. In the process, they were plotted by the Star God, and the entire clan uploaded their consciousness into the machine.

Machines cannot carry souls, and most of the Necrontyr's bodies and souls have been devoured by the Star God and turned into metal skeletons without thinking ability; although the remaining small part of the Necrontyr rules retain their thinking ability, they are essentially It is an imitation of one's own life, and its body has perished along with the body and soul.

As a result, Star God gained powerful power comparable to that of the DC Universe's Golden Superman and Doctor Manhattan, and led the reborn Necrontyr to defeat the Ancient Saints.

But then, the few Necrontyr who still retained consciousness stabbed the Star God in the back using technical means that would be unimaginable by later generations, blasting the Star God into countless fragments, and imprisoned these fragments in the hypercube maze, turning them into whatever they wanted. The weapon that drives.

Thereafter, the Necrontyr was renamed the Necron.

The leader of the Necrons, King Silence, felt deeply guilty that he had been deceived by the C'tan, causing the entire race to become soulless, genderless, sexless, and senseless walking zombies.

He exiled himself from the galaxy.

Before this, a new race emerged in the galaxy-the Eldar.

The Eldar are also a powerful race, and even humans who later developed into their heyday can only keep pace with the Eldar.

The Silent King ordered all Necron to sleep and let time destroy the Eldar for them.

One sleep lasts tens of millions of years!

In other words, the Necron are an ancient civilization that climbed the technological tree to a very high level tens of millions of years ago, and Trazin is the most overlord among the Necron that should not be underestimated.

Frankly, he's on the Coalition Government's "Warhammer people they'd most like to meet" list.

The coalition government obtained many golden age human relics and STC modules from the Human Empire, which basically hollowed out the Human Empire. It will not be able to squeeze out much oil and water from the Human Empire in a short period of time.

In view of this, the coalition government is eager to find new high-value targets, and Trazin is one of them.

Although Trazin has the quirk of collecting, its outlook is close to that of humans, and it is the overlord of the Necron, mastering the cutting-edge technology of the Necron.

Coalition experts see Trazin as a tradeable candidate.

The only problem is that Trazin is elusive. Unless Trazin comes out on his own initiative, they will never find Trazin.

The experts of the coalition government must not have imagined that Trazin was watching the fleet of the coalition government sail into the Prospero system at this moment, and with a feeling of shock.

"It's incredible. Humans are a race that always surprises me!"

Trazin observed that twelve wormholes appeared in the Prospero galaxy, and saw that these twelve wormholes were continuously spitting out battleships. He couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"But why have I never seen the construction style of these battleships?" Trazin showed a thoughtful expression.

Although the battleships of the Human Empire are not ugly, they cannot be said to be very good-looking.

There is a technological gap in the human empire, and the warship construction technology they master is incomplete. Many parts are supplemented by their current technology, with a mix of old and new technologies.

Therefore, the warships built by the human empire have a patchwork beauty, and are filled with a strong medieval style.

But the fleet he saw at the moment was completely different.

This huge fleet has a persistent pursuit of lines. The lines of each battleship are smooth and beautiful, and the construction style is exactly the same.

If you put them in a display cabinet, they are all eye-catching works of art.

This construction style is very different from that of the Human Empire, but Trazin cannot rule out that the Human Empire has recently unearthed another Primarch, and this Primarch's hobby is designing battleships.

If that was the case, he would collect a lock of this primarch's hair no matter what.

The difficulty of collecting the entire Primarch is too high.

It was a troubled time at the moment, and every Primarch was being watched closely by the Emperor and the Four Warp Gods, and it did not want to cause trouble.

"How should I get one?" Trazin muttered under his breath.

It had been a long time since he had seen a fleet of this size, and he felt itchy in his heart, like a kitten scratching him. But he didn't know where these battleships came from, and he felt a little wary.

These ships may belong to a new Primarch, but the Imperium's productivity lies here.

It would be great if the Empire could give the new Primarch one or two hundred capital ships, but it would never be possible to give him as many as he saw.

Moreover, the Great Crusade has entered its final stage, and fighting is far less frequent than it was a hundred years ago.

As far as he knew, Terra seemed to be embarking on a big project. Under the dispatch of the Imperial Regent Malcador, the Empire became stingier with the mobilization of resources day by day, encouraging the original body to solve the material and energy problems on its own.

Where did the money come from to equip the new Primarch with such a huge fleet?

The emperor himself is not so rich!

"Ten thousand ships so soon!" Trazin smacked his lips, "If they have more, I have to board the ship anyway to see who they are." (End of Chapter)