【Ancient Saint.】
The Primarch repeated it involuntarily.
Such a distant name. Even from the mouths of the Lord of Mankind and the Endless, she had never heard more details: but what was certain was their former prosperity and glory. Even as powerful as the Necrons and the Eldar, they did not dare to ensure that they could be more powerful than the Old Ones.
It can even be said that perhaps human beings are also creations of these ancient saints.
＋That's right, Ancient Saint.＋
Slaanesh nodded.
+The oldest of the race: even older than my brothers. +
+ The Old Ones rule the galaxy. Although they are not a single race (the fourth edition of the Eldar Military Book reveals that the Old Ones are actually a coalition of multiple intelligent races), they have the purest nature, so they can unite like true brothers and help everyone with a selfless attitude: they create countless new races and teach them like true elders. +
+ During this time, they fulfilled the expectations of both the real universe and the warp: the Milky Way has never been so prosperous, and the warp has never had so many soul projections. +
＋But the expectations of these two great masters are far more than that. They also hope that the Ancient Saint can do more. They hope that the Ancient Saint, as their most loyal follower, can completely defeat the other party, unify the entire galaxy in their own way, and then march towards the wider universe. ＋
+ The real universe hopes that the Ancients can create a more prosperous galaxy and bring a bright future with science and rationality, while the subspace has more possibilities, tempting the Ancients to explore its mysteries and allowing more souls to involuntarily pour into it. +
+It is worth noting that the real universe is in an advantageous position at this time, because in the final analysis, the subspace is just an appendage and projection of the real universe, and is naturally at a disadvantage in terms of power and dimension: a very obvious example is that the ancient saints created the grand webway project at this time. +
+You know the webway, right? +
[An efficient method of transporting people to achieve fast interstellar travel by connecting portals on various worlds. ]
Morgan nodded.
[But most importantly, the Webway can completely avoid the Warp. ]
+Yes, the emergence of the Webway is the embodiment of the advantage that the real universe held at that time: the races in the real universe are fully capable of separating the subspace from their own survival, but the subspace cannot affect the real universe, and cannot even produce the iconic subspace storm. +
＋However, coincidentally, it was the Ancient Saint who broke this offensive and defensive balance. ＋
＋It is precisely their webway. ＋
【Webway? 】
＋That’s right. ＋
The hissing of Slaanesh was heard everywhere.
+Aren't you curious? If the Webway is just a means of transportation, why is it built so grandly? The Dark Eldar's Commorra is far larger than any galaxy in the mortal world. It can even accommodate dozens of suns at the same time: this is definitely not what a high-speed passage needs. +
＋The answer is: the webway is not just a means of transportation. As early as when it was first planned, the ancient saints prepared it for living. In other words, the webway is the retreat that the ancient saints prepared for themselves, and the Garden of Eden created for them and their followers. ＋
+When it was built, the Old Ones had no intention of living in the real universe, nor did they intend to live in the Warp. +
【Why?】
+Good question: Why? +
The Dark Prince chuckled.
＋This is why the Ancient Saints became extinct.＋
＋Because they don't want to get involved. ＋
＋They don't want to be drawn into the eternal struggle between the real universe and the subspace. ＋
【What's the meaning?】
Morgan was a little overwhelmed for a moment.
+ Remember what I said: the real universe and the subspace do not actually have independent consciousness like ours. They are like machines with programmed underlying programs. Although they will not interfere with worldly affairs, they can use various means to make the development of the galaxy proceed as they expect. +
＋This is a higher-dimensional, invisible confrontation. Although no blood will be shed or any battles will be fought, it consumes the life of every galactic overlord: before you reach a certain height and reach the pinnacle of the same era, you will not find that you are involved in this struggle. ＋
＋Just like a newly grown bud that doesn't know its fate depends on the clash of thermals and warm currents overhead. ＋
＋But the Ancients realized that when they were sufficiently developed and powerful, they peeked into the deepest secrets of the universe and the war between the two worlds. They knew that they were at the forefront of the battlefield, and both sides were eager to make them follow their respective flags. ＋
＋But the Old Ones were unwilling: they did not want their own kind to die for this. ＋
+ No matter what, life will find a way out for itself, which is the main reason why the real universe and the subspace cannot completely control the development process in the Milky Way: They can certainly use various means to promote changes in the situation, but it is us on the stage who really decide everything. +
+ Just like your father, although he was chosen by the Warp early on, when he chose to fight for the so-called human race, even the Warp could do nothing about him. And when the human civilization, which should have declined long ago, decided to gather under the banner of the so-called Emperor and use the last madness to fight for the fate of their own race, the real universe could not control them. +
＋The ancient saints of the past were the same. ＋
+ They neither want to shed blood for the prosperity of the real universe nor want to completely throw themselves into the waves of the subspace. Although they have the spirit and compassion of the creator, they do not have a strong sense of belonging to either side. +
＋They despise this struggle, they don't understand why they have to bleed for it, but they also know that they don't have the power to confront the two worlds head-on. ＋
＋So, they chose to escape. ＋
+They created the webway, an independent living space that belongs neither to the real universe nor to the subspace, intending to avoid the fighting in the galaxy in their own Garden of Eden. +
+ The Old Ones put all their energy into the construction of the webway, and did not notice that cracks appeared in their galactic order: various races began to lose control, and a new civilization that was not created by them began to expand. +
【Fear of the dead.】
＋I like this name. ＋
Slaanesh smiled like a snake.
+ The Ancient Saints did not know that their evasion and cowardice had been sensed by the real universe and the subspace from the beginning. The two worlds were undoubtedly furious. Although they could not directly punish these traitors, they had their own ways. +
[Will the world also be angry: Didn’t you say that they have no concrete emotions? ]
＋Indeed, there is no such thing, but the Old Saints were the undisputed overlords of the galaxy at that time, and their evasion undoubtedly delayed the progress of both the real universe and the subspace, so they were regarded as useless garbage, and garbage naturally needs to be cleaned up: to some extent, this is the anger of the world. ＋
+ In the real universe, as early as the beginning, all hopes were not placed on the ancient saints. Some beings even older than the ancient saints were accustomed to eating stars at the beginning of the Milky Way. These etheric creatures composed of light and heat energy were called star gods by you in later generations: they are the products of the real universe through and through, but they regard the souls in the subspace as the most delicious delicacy. +
+ Look, here is another proof that the real universe can overwhelm the subspace: the foundation of the subspace is just a delicious food for the products of the real universe. +
＋But at that time, these star gods could not become direct weapons. Their shapeless bodies lacked a suitable shell, and no one in the galaxy was stupid or desperate enough to try to associate with these star vampires: but the eyes of the real universe soon turned to other guys. ＋
+ The fate of the Death Fearers was marked at the very beginning: the reasons for the short lifespan of these races are a bit complicated, so we won’t discuss them here for now, but the fact that they were favored by the real universe was clearly revealed at the very beginning of civilization. +
+ A race that has been plagued by diseases and lifespans since its birth, but has not gradually declined and perished under the eyes of the Ancient Saints, but has risen slowly, and even expanded its empire to the entire galaxy in a very short period of time: Do you really believe that this is just the efforts of the Necrontyr themselves? +
+When the time comes, heaven and earth will work together: there is a higher-dimensional consciousness watching behind the scenes. +
＋Same thing with your father.＋
+But at the same time, the Warp did not stop its pace: the Creator Plan of the Ancient Saints brought an unprecedented number of soul projections to the Warp. These races with their own civilizations were certainly not pure and flawless: the once peaceful vast ocean began to produce layers of ripples, and my oldest brother gradually had his own consciousness. +
+You call him: the Lord of Change. +
【Why is He the oldest? 】
＋Good question. ＋
Slaanesh bit off a finger: He looked a little hungry.
+ Tell me: Do you think there are wild animals that would sacrifice their lives just for the sheer bloodshed? +
[No: Beasts kill each other only for food and survival. Even if they kill for the sake of killing, they will not risk their own lives.]
+Do you think that wild animals will start to think about the issues of birth, aging, sickness and death? +
[No: This is a problem that only intelligent creatures would worry about.]
+ Look: this is why. +
Slaanesh stretched out his bloody severed finger and touched what looked like His temple.
+Then think about it again: What is the most basic difference between humans and beasts?
【think.】
＋Thinking...whose is it? ＋
[…That’s not right.]
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Morgan's voice was a little hoarse.
【Isn’t change the most important thing for Him?】
＋Who says it’s not true: the tampering beyond reality and instinct is the true meaning of Tzeentch. ＋
The Dark Prince licked his teeth.
＋So, when the Ancient Saints, who were the overlords of the entire galaxy, and who could use the projection of their race to influence the entire subspace, met with the envoys of the Necrontyr, and were asked to use their supreme genetic technology to reverse the decline of the Necrontyr race's life span from generation to generation. ＋
+ Think about it, if these ancient saints who have always regarded themselves as creators, and regarded creation and helping weak races as their own ideas, and regarded them as fundamental beliefs that are as important as their souls, rejected the requests of the feared for their own interests, ignored their cries and wails, and indifferently closed the doors of their palaces: what kind of waves would be set off in the subspace? +
+ You must know that rejecting the request of the Necrontyr is the collective consciousness of the Ancients, the soul echo of a dominant civilization, the news spread throughout the galaxy, through billions of souls who know about this matter, involving the black projection in the vast ocean. +
＋Is there any more surprising [change] than this? ＋
+For the first time in history, the overlords of the galaxy violated the creed that had been followed for tens of millions of years for their own selfish desires, which was enough to stir up the situation in the warp: the consciousness of the usurper was born. +
[So: Why did the Ancient Ones reject the request of the Necrontyr? ]
＋Because they are afraid. ＋
Slaanesh's lips curled up.
+ They knew very well that the main reason why the Necrontyr civilization was short-lived was not only because of the solar radiation they were exposed to, but also because the home planet of the Necrontyr civilization was occupied by the Star God Nightbringer at that time. This earthly god symbolizing death cursed them deeply. +
+ The Old Ones saw clearly the new position of the Necrontyr and the Star Gods in the struggle between the real universe and the warp. They did not want to be overly involved in it. For their own interests, they abandoned their creed and cruelly refused to help. +
＋Of course, there was also a little influence from my brother. ＋
[How should the Lord of Change influence things that happened before His birth? ]
+Time is meaningless to us and to the Warp, little boy. +
The Prince of Darkness did not narrate more: this was something ancient that even He could not fully understand, something that lay beneath the ashes.
＋But it is undeniable that the Necrontyr's subsequent trajectory is clear: they have lost the opportunity to seek help, and can only explore more stars with double the hardship in the hope of obtaining clues to change their fate. ＋
+In the blink of an eye, a new dominant civilization expanded its power to the entire known galaxy: Unlike the expansion of the Old Saints, which was mainly based on exploration and assistance, the expansion of the Deathly Haunted was full of iron and blood, full of resentment towards various long-lived races, full of waving blades and failing organs. +
+The war sweeping across the galaxy has created countless sufferings and pains in the subspace. The peaceful vast ocean has ushered in unprecedented turmoil. Countless extreme and despicable emotions have become new nutrients. The Lord of Change lives in it and becomes increasingly strong and powerful. However, beyond the kingship that He can control, more candidates are rising because of the war in the galaxy. +
+ The war that swept across the galaxy created countless killings and massacres. The fear of death was blinded by hatred. They resented the ancients and their creations, jealous of them for having such a long lifespan but not helping them, and ignoring their rights as life. +
+ In the process of conquering the galaxy, the Necrontyr brought killing for killing's sake and inhumane genocide to these races. When all this echoed in the warp, the god of murder and violence dyed the first vast ocean it touched red. +
+The first war in history to sweep across the entire galaxy, a war of hatred, murder and slaughter: the Blood God emerged from the Great Ocean and spread the power of murder and war to the real universe. +
+Almost at the same time, there was endless death and despair, the demise of prosperity and the reincarnation of royal power on one world after another, and the Necrontyrdom, as the overlord of the galaxy, had an unimaginably large population, but had to groan because of their common short lifespan and diseases, and fell into immense despair, as well as the pathetic fantasy of hope and reincarnation in the afterlife. +
+You know what this means. +
+With so much suffering and grief, the kingship of disease, decay and stagnation easily found its candidate. Flesh and blood boiled in the ocean of warp space, and the first vegetation of the decaying garden grew out of countless rotten bones. +
+ Nurgle was born, it drank the pain of the Necrontyr, enjoyed the countless despair and reincarnations they left behind, and quietly planted the seeds that would cause the Necrontyr's civilization to stagnate when it reached its peak. +
＋However, please note: My three god brothers have not yet been truly born. They have only been awakened and have not yet truly ascended their thrones. Although their power can already affect the real universe, if they want to truly become gods, they still have to make a greater sacrifice. ＋
＋It will take the fall of three more overlords.＋
＋So, it’s not over yet. ＋
+ When the Necrontyr ravaged the galaxy and themselves with slaughter and disease, the Old Ones only watched indifferently as their creations were slaughtered: the Lord of Change was unremittingly corrupting them. Because they were accustomed to the calmness of the warp, even these powerful first-generation races did not realize how dangerous the whispers in their ears were. +
＋They never thought about the concept and possibility of so-called Chaos Gods.＋
+ Thus, unknowingly, they became arrogant and selfish, increasingly following Tzeentch's teachings, only holding on to the most outstanding races, throwing more ordinary creatures to the butcher knife of the Necrontyr without reservation, and speeding up the progress of the Webway at all costs, just hoping to avoid being involved in the next struggle. +
＋But they were still a step behind. ＋
+Neither the real universe nor the subspace can forgive the betrayal of the Ancients. Just like when they were created, the consciousness of the two worlds have joined hands again. This time, they desire the destruction of the Ancients. +
+ The Necrontyr, a miraculous race supported by the real universe, also began to be passively troubled by the warp: just like the Old Saints, they never knew what the so-called chaos was, because the so-called Chaos God was a very novel existence for the Milky Way at that time. +
＋So, when the Necrontyr were corrupted by my brothers, they simply indulged in their own despair and bloodlust, never realizing that there was anything wrong. ＋
+ When the whispers of the Lord of Change echoed in the ears of every emperor and overlord, destroying the original strict feudal structure and causing the civil war to start the collapse of the Necrontyr Dynasty, they did not realize the clues of all this: on the contrary, more and more Necrontyr nobles passionately threw themselves into the internal struggle, and even the ruling Szalak Dynasty was no exception. +
+ The ancient kings were killed or wounded in the tragic internal struggle: when the nobles finally stopped and looked at each other, they could only elect the youngest king, a descendant of Szalak who was so young that he would almost take it for granted to commit stupid things: and you prefer to call him the [Silent King]. +
+When Nurgle began to use more diseases and shorter lifespans to ravage the nerves of every Necrontyr, from kings to civilians, they were all made to realize tragically that even eternal rule could not bring them a longer lifespan, and even an empire spanning all things could not make their weak bodies feel any better. At the same time, despair and madness began to endlessly erode the minds of the Necrontyr, making their rationality become particularly weak. +
+Finally, the god of war and murder walked into the real universe and stuck his sword in the center of the Necrontyr court. When rumors tore the dynasty apart, when disease made every ruler unable to concentrate, when jealousy and bloodthirstiness made them turn their eyes to the ancient saints again: no one was willing to stop this arrogant declaration of war. +
＋They took up arms once again and plunged into a truly great war.＋
+Throw yourself in: a war that will shake the galaxy and the heavens to their core. +
The Primarch repeated it involuntarily.
Such a distant name. Even from the mouths of the Lord of Mankind and the Endless, she had never heard more details: but what was certain was their former prosperity and glory. Even as powerful as the Necrons and the Eldar, they did not dare to ensure that they could be more powerful than the Old Ones.
It can even be said that perhaps human beings are also creations of these ancient saints.
＋That's right, Ancient Saint.＋
Slaanesh nodded.
+The oldest of the race: even older than my brothers. +
+ The Old Ones rule the galaxy. Although they are not a single race (the fourth edition of the Eldar Military Book reveals that the Old Ones are actually a coalition of multiple intelligent races), they have the purest nature, so they can unite like true brothers and help everyone with a selfless attitude: they create countless new races and teach them like true elders. +
+ During this time, they fulfilled the expectations of both the real universe and the warp: the Milky Way has never been so prosperous, and the warp has never had so many soul projections. +
＋But the expectations of these two great masters are far more than that. They also hope that the Ancient Saint can do more. They hope that the Ancient Saint, as their most loyal follower, can completely defeat the other party, unify the entire galaxy in their own way, and then march towards the wider universe. ＋
+ The real universe hopes that the Ancients can create a more prosperous galaxy and bring a bright future with science and rationality, while the subspace has more possibilities, tempting the Ancients to explore its mysteries and allowing more souls to involuntarily pour into it. +
+It is worth noting that the real universe is in an advantageous position at this time, because in the final analysis, the subspace is just an appendage and projection of the real universe, and is naturally at a disadvantage in terms of power and dimension: a very obvious example is that the ancient saints created the grand webway project at this time. +
+You know the webway, right? +
[An efficient method of transporting people to achieve fast interstellar travel by connecting portals on various worlds. ]
Morgan nodded.
[But most importantly, the Webway can completely avoid the Warp. ]
+Yes, the emergence of the Webway is the embodiment of the advantage that the real universe held at that time: the races in the real universe are fully capable of separating the subspace from their own survival, but the subspace cannot affect the real universe, and cannot even produce the iconic subspace storm. +
＋However, coincidentally, it was the Ancient Saint who broke this offensive and defensive balance. ＋
＋It is precisely their webway. ＋
【Webway? 】
＋That’s right. ＋
The hissing of Slaanesh was heard everywhere.
+Aren't you curious? If the Webway is just a means of transportation, why is it built so grandly? The Dark Eldar's Commorra is far larger than any galaxy in the mortal world. It can even accommodate dozens of suns at the same time: this is definitely not what a high-speed passage needs. +
＋The answer is: the webway is not just a means of transportation. As early as when it was first planned, the ancient saints prepared it for living. In other words, the webway is the retreat that the ancient saints prepared for themselves, and the Garden of Eden created for them and their followers. ＋
+When it was built, the Old Ones had no intention of living in the real universe, nor did they intend to live in the Warp. +
【Why?】
+Good question: Why? +
The Dark Prince chuckled.
＋This is why the Ancient Saints became extinct.＋
＋Because they don't want to get involved. ＋
＋They don't want to be drawn into the eternal struggle between the real universe and the subspace. ＋
【What's the meaning?】
Morgan was a little overwhelmed for a moment.
+ Remember what I said: the real universe and the subspace do not actually have independent consciousness like ours. They are like machines with programmed underlying programs. Although they will not interfere with worldly affairs, they can use various means to make the development of the galaxy proceed as they expect. +
＋This is a higher-dimensional, invisible confrontation. Although no blood will be shed or any battles will be fought, it consumes the life of every galactic overlord: before you reach a certain height and reach the pinnacle of the same era, you will not find that you are involved in this struggle. ＋
＋Just like a newly grown bud that doesn't know its fate depends on the clash of thermals and warm currents overhead. ＋
＋But the Ancients realized that when they were sufficiently developed and powerful, they peeked into the deepest secrets of the universe and the war between the two worlds. They knew that they were at the forefront of the battlefield, and both sides were eager to make them follow their respective flags. ＋
＋But the Old Ones were unwilling: they did not want their own kind to die for this. ＋
+ No matter what, life will find a way out for itself, which is the main reason why the real universe and the subspace cannot completely control the development process in the Milky Way: They can certainly use various means to promote changes in the situation, but it is us on the stage who really decide everything. +
+ Just like your father, although he was chosen by the Warp early on, when he chose to fight for the so-called human race, even the Warp could do nothing about him. And when the human civilization, which should have declined long ago, decided to gather under the banner of the so-called Emperor and use the last madness to fight for the fate of their own race, the real universe could not control them. +
＋The ancient saints of the past were the same. ＋
+ They neither want to shed blood for the prosperity of the real universe nor want to completely throw themselves into the waves of the subspace. Although they have the spirit and compassion of the creator, they do not have a strong sense of belonging to either side. +
＋They despise this struggle, they don't understand why they have to bleed for it, but they also know that they don't have the power to confront the two worlds head-on. ＋
＋So, they chose to escape. ＋
+They created the webway, an independent living space that belongs neither to the real universe nor to the subspace, intending to avoid the fighting in the galaxy in their own Garden of Eden. +
+ The Old Ones put all their energy into the construction of the webway, and did not notice that cracks appeared in their galactic order: various races began to lose control, and a new civilization that was not created by them began to expand. +
【Fear of the dead.】
＋I like this name. ＋
Slaanesh smiled like a snake.
+ The Ancient Saints did not know that their evasion and cowardice had been sensed by the real universe and the subspace from the beginning. The two worlds were undoubtedly furious. Although they could not directly punish these traitors, they had their own ways. +
[Will the world also be angry: Didn’t you say that they have no concrete emotions? ]
＋Indeed, there is no such thing, but the Old Saints were the undisputed overlords of the galaxy at that time, and their evasion undoubtedly delayed the progress of both the real universe and the subspace, so they were regarded as useless garbage, and garbage naturally needs to be cleaned up: to some extent, this is the anger of the world. ＋
+ In the real universe, as early as the beginning, all hopes were not placed on the ancient saints. Some beings even older than the ancient saints were accustomed to eating stars at the beginning of the Milky Way. These etheric creatures composed of light and heat energy were called star gods by you in later generations: they are the products of the real universe through and through, but they regard the souls in the subspace as the most delicious delicacy. +
+ Look, here is another proof that the real universe can overwhelm the subspace: the foundation of the subspace is just a delicious food for the products of the real universe. +
＋But at that time, these star gods could not become direct weapons. Their shapeless bodies lacked a suitable shell, and no one in the galaxy was stupid or desperate enough to try to associate with these star vampires: but the eyes of the real universe soon turned to other guys. ＋
+ The fate of the Death Fearers was marked at the very beginning: the reasons for the short lifespan of these races are a bit complicated, so we won’t discuss them here for now, but the fact that they were favored by the real universe was clearly revealed at the very beginning of civilization. +
+ A race that has been plagued by diseases and lifespans since its birth, but has not gradually declined and perished under the eyes of the Ancient Saints, but has risen slowly, and even expanded its empire to the entire galaxy in a very short period of time: Do you really believe that this is just the efforts of the Necrontyr themselves? +
+When the time comes, heaven and earth will work together: there is a higher-dimensional consciousness watching behind the scenes. +
＋Same thing with your father.＋
+But at the same time, the Warp did not stop its pace: the Creator Plan of the Ancient Saints brought an unprecedented number of soul projections to the Warp. These races with their own civilizations were certainly not pure and flawless: the once peaceful vast ocean began to produce layers of ripples, and my oldest brother gradually had his own consciousness. +
+You call him: the Lord of Change. +
【Why is He the oldest? 】
＋Good question. ＋
Slaanesh bit off a finger: He looked a little hungry.
+ Tell me: Do you think there are wild animals that would sacrifice their lives just for the sheer bloodshed? +
[No: Beasts kill each other only for food and survival. Even if they kill for the sake of killing, they will not risk their own lives.]
+Do you think that wild animals will start to think about the issues of birth, aging, sickness and death? +
[No: This is a problem that only intelligent creatures would worry about.]
+ Look: this is why. +
Slaanesh stretched out his bloody severed finger and touched what looked like His temple.
+Then think about it again: What is the most basic difference between humans and beasts?
【think.】
＋Thinking...whose is it? ＋
[…That’s not right.]
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Morgan's voice was a little hoarse.
【Isn’t change the most important thing for Him?】
＋Who says it’s not true: the tampering beyond reality and instinct is the true meaning of Tzeentch. ＋
The Dark Prince licked his teeth.
＋So, when the Ancient Saints, who were the overlords of the entire galaxy, and who could use the projection of their race to influence the entire subspace, met with the envoys of the Necrontyr, and were asked to use their supreme genetic technology to reverse the decline of the Necrontyr race's life span from generation to generation. ＋
+ Think about it, if these ancient saints who have always regarded themselves as creators, and regarded creation and helping weak races as their own ideas, and regarded them as fundamental beliefs that are as important as their souls, rejected the requests of the feared for their own interests, ignored their cries and wails, and indifferently closed the doors of their palaces: what kind of waves would be set off in the subspace? +
+ You must know that rejecting the request of the Necrontyr is the collective consciousness of the Ancients, the soul echo of a dominant civilization, the news spread throughout the galaxy, through billions of souls who know about this matter, involving the black projection in the vast ocean. +
＋Is there any more surprising [change] than this? ＋
+For the first time in history, the overlords of the galaxy violated the creed that had been followed for tens of millions of years for their own selfish desires, which was enough to stir up the situation in the warp: the consciousness of the usurper was born. +
[So: Why did the Ancient Ones reject the request of the Necrontyr? ]
＋Because they are afraid. ＋
Slaanesh's lips curled up.
+ They knew very well that the main reason why the Necrontyr civilization was short-lived was not only because of the solar radiation they were exposed to, but also because the home planet of the Necrontyr civilization was occupied by the Star God Nightbringer at that time. This earthly god symbolizing death cursed them deeply. +
+ The Old Ones saw clearly the new position of the Necrontyr and the Star Gods in the struggle between the real universe and the warp. They did not want to be overly involved in it. For their own interests, they abandoned their creed and cruelly refused to help. +
＋Of course, there was also a little influence from my brother. ＋
[How should the Lord of Change influence things that happened before His birth? ]
+Time is meaningless to us and to the Warp, little boy. +
The Prince of Darkness did not narrate more: this was something ancient that even He could not fully understand, something that lay beneath the ashes.
＋But it is undeniable that the Necrontyr's subsequent trajectory is clear: they have lost the opportunity to seek help, and can only explore more stars with double the hardship in the hope of obtaining clues to change their fate. ＋
+In the blink of an eye, a new dominant civilization expanded its power to the entire known galaxy: Unlike the expansion of the Old Saints, which was mainly based on exploration and assistance, the expansion of the Deathly Haunted was full of iron and blood, full of resentment towards various long-lived races, full of waving blades and failing organs. +
+The war sweeping across the galaxy has created countless sufferings and pains in the subspace. The peaceful vast ocean has ushered in unprecedented turmoil. Countless extreme and despicable emotions have become new nutrients. The Lord of Change lives in it and becomes increasingly strong and powerful. However, beyond the kingship that He can control, more candidates are rising because of the war in the galaxy. +
+ The war that swept across the galaxy created countless killings and massacres. The fear of death was blinded by hatred. They resented the ancients and their creations, jealous of them for having such a long lifespan but not helping them, and ignoring their rights as life. +
+ In the process of conquering the galaxy, the Necrontyr brought killing for killing's sake and inhumane genocide to these races. When all this echoed in the warp, the god of murder and violence dyed the first vast ocean it touched red. +
+The first war in history to sweep across the entire galaxy, a war of hatred, murder and slaughter: the Blood God emerged from the Great Ocean and spread the power of murder and war to the real universe. +
+Almost at the same time, there was endless death and despair, the demise of prosperity and the reincarnation of royal power on one world after another, and the Necrontyrdom, as the overlord of the galaxy, had an unimaginably large population, but had to groan because of their common short lifespan and diseases, and fell into immense despair, as well as the pathetic fantasy of hope and reincarnation in the afterlife. +
+You know what this means. +
+With so much suffering and grief, the kingship of disease, decay and stagnation easily found its candidate. Flesh and blood boiled in the ocean of warp space, and the first vegetation of the decaying garden grew out of countless rotten bones. +
+ Nurgle was born, it drank the pain of the Necrontyr, enjoyed the countless despair and reincarnations they left behind, and quietly planted the seeds that would cause the Necrontyr's civilization to stagnate when it reached its peak. +
＋However, please note: My three god brothers have not yet been truly born. They have only been awakened and have not yet truly ascended their thrones. Although their power can already affect the real universe, if they want to truly become gods, they still have to make a greater sacrifice. ＋
＋It will take the fall of three more overlords.＋
＋So, it’s not over yet. ＋
+ When the Necrontyr ravaged the galaxy and themselves with slaughter and disease, the Old Ones only watched indifferently as their creations were slaughtered: the Lord of Change was unremittingly corrupting them. Because they were accustomed to the calmness of the warp, even these powerful first-generation races did not realize how dangerous the whispers in their ears were. +
＋They never thought about the concept and possibility of so-called Chaos Gods.＋
+ Thus, unknowingly, they became arrogant and selfish, increasingly following Tzeentch's teachings, only holding on to the most outstanding races, throwing more ordinary creatures to the butcher knife of the Necrontyr without reservation, and speeding up the progress of the Webway at all costs, just hoping to avoid being involved in the next struggle. +
＋But they were still a step behind. ＋
+Neither the real universe nor the subspace can forgive the betrayal of the Ancients. Just like when they were created, the consciousness of the two worlds have joined hands again. This time, they desire the destruction of the Ancients. +
+ The Necrontyr, a miraculous race supported by the real universe, also began to be passively troubled by the warp: just like the Old Saints, they never knew what the so-called chaos was, because the so-called Chaos God was a very novel existence for the Milky Way at that time. +
＋So, when the Necrontyr were corrupted by my brothers, they simply indulged in their own despair and bloodlust, never realizing that there was anything wrong. ＋
+ When the whispers of the Lord of Change echoed in the ears of every emperor and overlord, destroying the original strict feudal structure and causing the civil war to start the collapse of the Necrontyr Dynasty, they did not realize the clues of all this: on the contrary, more and more Necrontyr nobles passionately threw themselves into the internal struggle, and even the ruling Szalak Dynasty was no exception. +
+ The ancient kings were killed or wounded in the tragic internal struggle: when the nobles finally stopped and looked at each other, they could only elect the youngest king, a descendant of Szalak who was so young that he would almost take it for granted to commit stupid things: and you prefer to call him the [Silent King]. +
+When Nurgle began to use more diseases and shorter lifespans to ravage the nerves of every Necrontyr, from kings to civilians, they were all made to realize tragically that even eternal rule could not bring them a longer lifespan, and even an empire spanning all things could not make their weak bodies feel any better. At the same time, despair and madness began to endlessly erode the minds of the Necrontyr, making their rationality become particularly weak. +
+Finally, the god of war and murder walked into the real universe and stuck his sword in the center of the Necrontyr court. When rumors tore the dynasty apart, when disease made every ruler unable to concentrate, when jealousy and bloodthirstiness made them turn their eyes to the ancient saints again: no one was willing to stop this arrogant declaration of war. +
＋They took up arms once again and plunged into a truly great war.＋
+Throw yourself in: a war that will shake the galaxy and the heavens to their core. +
