＋Battle in Heaven.＋
+It is the beginning of everything, the embodiment of the fierce struggle, the first thing worth remembering in this boring history, and the starting point of all present and future: my three brothers were born because of it, and all present and future are changed because of them. +
+ The eternal game between the real universe and the subspace was forever changed when the soldiers of the Necrontyr civilization fired the first shot of the War in Heaven: this gunshot penetrated the concepts of time and space, and to this day, you still live in its echo. +
＋Me too. ＋
——————
+ Before deciding to drag the entire galaxy into the greatest war, the supreme leader of the Necrontyr, the last Silent King of the Szalak Dynasty, was a young man who believed that the world would run along with his orders: he never thought about the significance of starting a full-scale war, or rather, his thoughts were not important at all. +
+Because the Necrontyr civilization at that time had already reached the brink of disintegration: the powerful emperors and overlords placed their kingdoms in all corners of the galaxy, and the only remaining connections and friendships between them also disappeared with the rapid change of royal power. +
+Without an object of expansion, the weapons that were once used to conquer the galaxy turned around and faced their compatriots in the distance. +
【……】
Morgan frowned at this statement.
She was not sure whether Slaanesh had meant to say this on purpose, but hearing it from the mouth of a Warp God would inevitably make people feel extra uneasy: and the Dark Prince did not seem to notice this.
He continued to narrate, as if completely absorbed in it.
+ When the highest court of the Necrontyr Dynasty fell into endless internal strife because of the whispers of the Lord of Change, the ancient order that had lasted for tens of millions of years finally collapsed: the emperors and overlords raised their own royal flags, and their increasingly crazy brains tortured by disease and war were filled with only resentment and murderous thoughts towards each other. +
+ Civil war broke out, as it always does in the end of a great empire, and the Silent King on the throne lacks the authority and prestige of his ancestors: the best guards still choose to support him, but the lords of all sides of the galaxy obviously have no reason to continue to unite. +
＋After realizing this, after kneeling down to pray to the portraits of his ancestors countless times and crying quietly in the lonely night, the Silent King finally heard the voice he longed for: in the vast sea of souls, his great ancestors who conquered the galaxy finally told him how to cross the end of the dynasty. ＋
+Yes: the ancestors [appeared]. +
+ A common enemy, an irresistible temptation, a goal that would bring all the Necrontyr together again, a chance to reaffirm ancient hatreds: when the Silent King wrote the names of the Old Ones on paper and stabbed them in front of every Hierophant, as his ancestors had promised, the drums of war and unity arrived as expected. +
+ The Master of the Crystal Labyrinth watched with satisfaction as the Necrontyr's army marched toward the court of the Ancients as He had expected. The most brutal war in the galaxy had thus broken out. Compared to its grandeur, the so-called Great Crusade was nothing more than a fancy military parade, and the Apocalypse, Randan, and Ullanor you mentioned were nothing more than insignificant footnotes in the Battle of Heaven. +
+ News of blood and extinction spread across the galaxy in star sectors, and countless souls poured into the subspace. The number was so large that it even exceeded the limit that could be marked by numbers in the real universe at that time. +
＋My fellow gods thrived because of this. Tzeentch was the one closest to success. He knew that he only needed one more great ceremony before his throne could be formed in the deepest part of the Crystal Labyrinth, but that ceremony would take some time. ＋
＋At the same time, my other two brothers were also growing in power: although the outlines of Khorne and Nurgle were born in the warp at almost the same time, the growth of the Blood God's power far exceeded that of the other brother. ＋
+Because war is the best catalyst for the Brass Fortress, and extinction cannot bring more benefits to Nurgle. +
【Why?】
This made Morgan curious.
After all, according to her impression, war has always been the best tonic for the Four Chaos Gods, and the masters of each throne can get what they want from the fighting among mortal races: what difference would that make?
+It makes a big difference, dear. +
Slaanesh winked playfully: He did not seem to be satisfied with unilaterally appreciating Morgan's cuteness in His eyes. On the contrary, the Dark Prince enjoyed more interactions and wanted to invest His emotions on the other side.
+My Khorne brothers crave only bloodshed, brutality, hatred, destruction, bestiality and absolute war, and occasionally courage, discipline, guts and honor, but in any case, these can be found in war, a great war that sweeps across the galaxy, enough for the Blood God to get everything he desires. +
+ But on the other hand, Nurgle is more complicated. He not only loves the despair of the extinction of living beings, but also desires the corrupt flowers that grow on the decaying corpses. Death and reincarnation that are equal can naturally bring new power to his garden, but the war in heaven is a bit too much: pure slaughter and destruction cannot help the god of plague, because even the germs are eliminated. +
+A world that has been destroyed to the point where even microorganisms cannot survive can naturally bring some desperate power to Nurgle, but it will never catch up with the decaying splendor everywhere. However, the methods of the Necrontyr are so crazy that they will not only destroy intelligent opponents, but also slaughter the entire biosphere and even the entire world, which is not conducive to Nurgle's accumulation of his foundation. +
＋Therefore, although strictly speaking Nurgle was born earlier than Terror, because the War in Heaven was too favorable to the Blood God, the Lord of the Bronze Throne became the one who accumulated enough power first and ascended the throne in the future. ＋
＋But these are not that important. What is important is that the situation in the Battle of Heaven was one-sided from the beginning: as early as the moment they decided to escape, the Ancients realized that both the real universe and the subspace would be full of anger at their cowardly behavior, and a joint crusade between the two worlds was a matter of time. Therefore, although the Ancients were eager to escape, they had already been preparing for a galactic war. ＋
+ The power held by the Ancient Saints is naturally far superior to the young generation of the Necrontyr civilization. Although they cannot form absolute suppression in the real universe, the existence of the Webway has destined that the two sides of the war will not be on the same level: after losing generation after generation, the Necrontyr naturally lost the war. +
+ Their technology was even more backward, they lacked internal unity, and they were at a comprehensive disadvantage in terms of transportation and communication. The fortresses and important towns on the edge were lost one after another, until the entire force of the Deathly Fear retreated back to the narrow star field where they started. In despair for the future and resentment for failure, they once again pointed their spearheads at each other. +
+The second civil war of the Necrontyr civilization has broken out. This time, they will be completely destroyed. +
＋But no one wants destruction. ＋
+ The Old Ones Don't Want: After driving the Necrontyr back to their lair, the Old Ones, as the victors, stopped chasing them and simply blocked the remaining territory of the Necrontyr. +
＋This may seem like a stupid thing to do, but it is because the ancient saints are well aware of the power behind the Necrontyr civilization. They fear continued interference from the two worlds, and do not want to waste more energy and time on these wars that they do not want to be involved in. ＋
+On the contrary, the Ancient Saints put all their strength into the construction of the network, trying to escape from the conflict between the real universe and the subspace at all costs: the original meticulous plan began to go wrong in order to catch up with the working hours, and countless hidden dangers were buried, but the Ancient Saints turned a deaf ear to it and let it go. +
+ In order to open up the webway, they stirred the power of the warp more and more frantically, whipping the originally calm and orderly vast ocean into a violent beast, and personally tore the original tranquility into pieces. This move not only inadvertently boosted the power of my brothers, but also allowed more and more hateful and out-of-control creatures to begin to multiply in the deepest part of the warp: the most outstanding representative of them is the enslaver. +
+ In the real universe, the ancient saints who were obsessed with the webway threw more and more wars and hard work to their servants, the most representative of which were the ancient orcs: they were born as pure weapons of war, and while they possessed extremely high intelligence, they retained their barbaric nature to serve the war, and soon realized that their race was destined to be just a tool. +
+ But the ancient saints no longer had time to think about the ancient orcs' thoughts. They threw more real-life labor to these most outstanding war weapons. The endless burden made all the ancient orcs accumulate resentment: the more developed the civilization, the less likely they would accept such brutal slavery. +
+This torn situation and the endless painful work brewed a wave of rebellion among the ancient orcs. At the same time, more and more of the servants of the ancient saints who had fought bloody battles in the War of Heaven began to be crushed by the huge consumption of the webway, and the camp founded by the ancient saints gradually began to fall apart. +
+ The Ancient Saints noticed this, but they didn't have time to solve it immediately, but that didn't mean they didn't want to solve these things: the Ancient Saints had already deviated from their original dream of bringing all races into the Garden of Eden, and their methods had become increasingly brutal. +
+The only exception is the Eldar, my lovely people, who were chosen by the Ancients for their most outstanding Warp talents and promoted to help build the Webway: they thrive in the quiet space, without having to endure the wars and hard labor of reality. Instead, they can receive support from other races and develop their own psychic skills under the guidance of the Ancients. +
＋Therefore, the Eldar are the most respectful successors to the Old Saints, and they are the most knowledgeable about the Webway and the Warp technology: when the real universe is burning in the flames of war, the Eldar have accumulated a huge size without knowing it: but they have nothing to do with the main stage for the time being. ＋
+At least in this era, the Deathly Haunted are still the only protagonists. Although they have fallen into a desperate situation, a turning point appeared when the desperate Silent King prayed to his ancestors again: the real universe and the subspace joined hands for the third time unintentionally. +
+This time, the ancestors of the Silent King stepped out again, directing the Necrontyr's gaze towards the nearest star, and the great killing weapon that the real universe had prepared from the beginning, which was enough to turn the tide, thus entered the Necrontyr's field of vision. +
＋What happened next was natural: the desperate Necrontyr civilization spent a huge price to build a shell and be enslaved forever in exchange for the support of the Star Gods, and brought the only existence in the galaxy that could be compared with us into the battlefield. ＋
+Unintentionally, the Necrontyr did something great: they found their own god. +
＋The real God. ＋
[You mean: The power of the Star God is enough to be compared with yours? ]
＋That’s true. ＋
Looking at Morgan's eyes flashing with light, Slaanesh just smiled arrogantly and tapped his temple lightly.
＋Except here. ＋
[……? ]
＋Except for their IQ, they are indeed comparable to us.＋
+ Because we are a complex aggregate developed from the thoughts of mortals, and they are just the embodiment of some simple rules: thunder and storms do seem to be more dominant than desire and anger at first glance, but when desire and anger gradually accumulate and become a lot, the so-called apocalypse is naturally not worth mentioning. +
+When a country or a society unites in common anger, the power they can unleash is enough to dwarf the greatest thunderstorm: the sum of all the deaths from natural disasters throughout history is far less than the footnotes left out of a war you call apocalyptic. +
＋That’s the difference. ＋
【……】
Morgan narrowed her eyes. She certainly didn't completely believe Slaanesh's words, but the Dark Prince's confidence was so strong that it must not be completely false. Maybe she should find time to meet Trazyn after she got out.
Although the Necrons have always remained tight-lipped about questions about the C'tan, the Infinite are the most open and tolerant Necrons the Spider Queen has ever encountered: mainly because she has not encountered many Necrons, and she believes that as long as the offer is right, Trazyn will still be willing to satisfy the Primarch's curiosity.
After all, she only wanted knowledge, not a fragment of a star god.
Morgan smiled, Slaanesh's story still ringing in her ears.
＋The first thing these star gods did after they acquired bodies and self-awareness was to satisfy their endless greed: although the energy of stars was abundant and filling, it was bland and tasteless, and they soon discovered the most coveted delicacy in the universe, which was the incomparably precious soul of intelligent life. ＋
＋Whether they are from the Old Ones or the Necrontyr, the Star Gods welcome everyone.＋
+ In order to obtain enough energy to meet the needs of the upcoming War in Heaven, the Star Gods turned their eyes to the Necrontyr and decided to devour the souls of these servants: the most cunning of the many Star Gods, named Mefitlan the Deceiver, began to use the so-called bio-transformation technology and eternal life as an irresistible bait to propose a deal to the Kings of the Necrontyr. +
【It’s really interesting.】
Hearing this, the Primarch, who had been frowning, couldn't help but shook his head.
[I originally thought that this was just a rumor made up by the Necrons to glorify themselves, but I didn't expect it to be true: they actually believed in a being they had just met, and put all their lives and souls into it without conducting any experiments?]
＋This is indeed stupid: if you don't consider the various operations behind it. ＋
The Dark Prince nodded. Although his lips did not move, a whisper-like laughter began to flow around him.
【That's normal.】
Morgan didn't realize that she had been immersed in this story without realizing it, and in the face of the truth of the universe, the Primarch's own alert level was decreasing bit by bit.
[Is there a plan behind this by your brothers? ]
＋It can’t be called a plan: but it is indeed a profitable thing. ＋
Slaanesh's nose twitched, enjoying the scent of Morgan's hair.
+ Nurgle was the first to take action. Because of the War in Heaven, Khorne's power had been increased unimaginably, and Tzeentch was the oldest among us, so before the foreseeable big game officially broke out, Nurgle's strength was relatively the weakest: The Lord of the Garden was anxious about this, and He urgently needed to accumulate his own strength. +
+What could be more beneficial to the Lord of Stasis and Annihilation than the complete extinction of a dominant civilization and the despair of seeing their own extinction with their own eyes? Although it is not enough for Him to fully ascend to godhood, the despair it brings is a priceless treasure. +
+Thus, Nurgle delivered the final blow to the crumbling civilization of the Necrontyr. Under his amplification, the Necrontyr's already short-lived and seriously ill bodies finally succumbed to an unprecedented plague. +
[Nurgle took action personally? 】
＋That’s about right. ＋
Slaanesh replied ambiguously.
+After retreating back to their home planet from their strongholds in various parts of the galaxy, the refugees of the Necrontyr brought back viruses from all over the galaxy. Under the command of Nurgle, these viruses merged and spread at an astonishing speed, and eventually a devastating plague broke out among the Necrontyr. +
+This plague dealt a heavy blow to the Necrontyr even more than the previous War in Heaven. The Silent King and the Hierophants discovered in despair that the time needed to develop an antidote would be enough to wipe out the Necrontyr civilization. They urgently needed a way to turn the tide. +
+Mefitran the Deceiver cleverly seized the opportunity provided by Nurgle and proposed a plan of biological transformation: abandoning their seriously ill bodies, the souls of the Necrontyr will gain true eternity in the perfect machine, and together with their new masters, they will rule the entire galaxy forever. +
+ The Star Gods used sweet words to deceive the desperate Necrontyr Lords, and used the power of the gods to intimidate those who were more cautious. The deceiver Mefitlan even keenly discovered the means by which Tzeentch deceived the Silent King before, and cleverly stole it: He pretended to be the most worshipped ancestors of the Silent King, and pointed out the direction for their race for the third time. +
＋But He did not notice that this little action angered the Lord of Change. ＋
+In the end, the Silent King leaned towards the extreme of adventure, but he still did not give up the basic qualities of a king: he first found a small group of volunteers and secretly conducted an experiment on their biological transformation... +
【etc?】
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Morgan interrupted Slaanesh: This is the second time.
[You mean, the Necrontyr actually conducted preliminary experiments: but why is the version I heard not like that? ]
+Be patient, I like the suspicious little witcher. +
The Dark Prince tilted his head, and the emotions he expressed when he looked at the Primarch were so rich that Morgan didn't even dare to look him in the face.
+Why the Necrontyr no longer speak of this experiment: Because they have forgotten it too. +
+ Because in this experiment, the Necrontyr had to face the cooperation of several gods: Mefitlan and Tzeentch formed a tacit agreement, and they worked together to distort the cognition of every Necrontyr noble who observed the experiment. In their eyes, those forerunners who completed the experiment not only preserved their souls, but also obtained the eternity promised by the Star Gods. +
+A thousand-year-old wish finally came true. You know what this means. +
+This great success almost overwhelmed the rationality of the Necrontyr nobles. At the same time, Nurgle was launching an unprecedented offensive with his plague in the outer areas. The number of Necrontyr deaths increased exponentially. The countdown to extinction was getting closer and closer, and it was getting faster and faster. When the emperors reacted, the situation had developed to the point where they could no longer conduct experiments and had to wait for a long time. +
+Thus, with his crazy obsession for immortality and fear of the possibility of extinction at any time, the Silent King finally signed the decree of biological transformation. Under the secret guidance of Tzeentch, a few resistance fighters, relying on letters that never existed, became rebels who attempted to overthrow the Silent King's rule. +
+After a bloody and efficient purge and civil war, all the Necrontyr went into the Crucible and met their fate. +
+ I don’t need to say much about the following story.
+It is the beginning of everything, the embodiment of the fierce struggle, the first thing worth remembering in this boring history, and the starting point of all present and future: my three brothers were born because of it, and all present and future are changed because of them. +
+ The eternal game between the real universe and the subspace was forever changed when the soldiers of the Necrontyr civilization fired the first shot of the War in Heaven: this gunshot penetrated the concepts of time and space, and to this day, you still live in its echo. +
＋Me too. ＋
——————
+ Before deciding to drag the entire galaxy into the greatest war, the supreme leader of the Necrontyr, the last Silent King of the Szalak Dynasty, was a young man who believed that the world would run along with his orders: he never thought about the significance of starting a full-scale war, or rather, his thoughts were not important at all. +
+Because the Necrontyr civilization at that time had already reached the brink of disintegration: the powerful emperors and overlords placed their kingdoms in all corners of the galaxy, and the only remaining connections and friendships between them also disappeared with the rapid change of royal power. +
+Without an object of expansion, the weapons that were once used to conquer the galaxy turned around and faced their compatriots in the distance. +
【……】
Morgan frowned at this statement.
She was not sure whether Slaanesh had meant to say this on purpose, but hearing it from the mouth of a Warp God would inevitably make people feel extra uneasy: and the Dark Prince did not seem to notice this.
He continued to narrate, as if completely absorbed in it.
+ When the highest court of the Necrontyr Dynasty fell into endless internal strife because of the whispers of the Lord of Change, the ancient order that had lasted for tens of millions of years finally collapsed: the emperors and overlords raised their own royal flags, and their increasingly crazy brains tortured by disease and war were filled with only resentment and murderous thoughts towards each other. +
+ Civil war broke out, as it always does in the end of a great empire, and the Silent King on the throne lacks the authority and prestige of his ancestors: the best guards still choose to support him, but the lords of all sides of the galaxy obviously have no reason to continue to unite. +
＋After realizing this, after kneeling down to pray to the portraits of his ancestors countless times and crying quietly in the lonely night, the Silent King finally heard the voice he longed for: in the vast sea of souls, his great ancestors who conquered the galaxy finally told him how to cross the end of the dynasty. ＋
+Yes: the ancestors [appeared]. +
+ A common enemy, an irresistible temptation, a goal that would bring all the Necrontyr together again, a chance to reaffirm ancient hatreds: when the Silent King wrote the names of the Old Ones on paper and stabbed them in front of every Hierophant, as his ancestors had promised, the drums of war and unity arrived as expected. +
+ The Master of the Crystal Labyrinth watched with satisfaction as the Necrontyr's army marched toward the court of the Ancients as He had expected. The most brutal war in the galaxy had thus broken out. Compared to its grandeur, the so-called Great Crusade was nothing more than a fancy military parade, and the Apocalypse, Randan, and Ullanor you mentioned were nothing more than insignificant footnotes in the Battle of Heaven. +
+ News of blood and extinction spread across the galaxy in star sectors, and countless souls poured into the subspace. The number was so large that it even exceeded the limit that could be marked by numbers in the real universe at that time. +
＋My fellow gods thrived because of this. Tzeentch was the one closest to success. He knew that he only needed one more great ceremony before his throne could be formed in the deepest part of the Crystal Labyrinth, but that ceremony would take some time. ＋
＋At the same time, my other two brothers were also growing in power: although the outlines of Khorne and Nurgle were born in the warp at almost the same time, the growth of the Blood God's power far exceeded that of the other brother. ＋
+Because war is the best catalyst for the Brass Fortress, and extinction cannot bring more benefits to Nurgle. +
【Why?】
This made Morgan curious.
After all, according to her impression, war has always been the best tonic for the Four Chaos Gods, and the masters of each throne can get what they want from the fighting among mortal races: what difference would that make?
+It makes a big difference, dear. +
Slaanesh winked playfully: He did not seem to be satisfied with unilaterally appreciating Morgan's cuteness in His eyes. On the contrary, the Dark Prince enjoyed more interactions and wanted to invest His emotions on the other side.
+My Khorne brothers crave only bloodshed, brutality, hatred, destruction, bestiality and absolute war, and occasionally courage, discipline, guts and honor, but in any case, these can be found in war, a great war that sweeps across the galaxy, enough for the Blood God to get everything he desires. +
+ But on the other hand, Nurgle is more complicated. He not only loves the despair of the extinction of living beings, but also desires the corrupt flowers that grow on the decaying corpses. Death and reincarnation that are equal can naturally bring new power to his garden, but the war in heaven is a bit too much: pure slaughter and destruction cannot help the god of plague, because even the germs are eliminated. +
+A world that has been destroyed to the point where even microorganisms cannot survive can naturally bring some desperate power to Nurgle, but it will never catch up with the decaying splendor everywhere. However, the methods of the Necrontyr are so crazy that they will not only destroy intelligent opponents, but also slaughter the entire biosphere and even the entire world, which is not conducive to Nurgle's accumulation of his foundation. +
＋Therefore, although strictly speaking Nurgle was born earlier than Terror, because the War in Heaven was too favorable to the Blood God, the Lord of the Bronze Throne became the one who accumulated enough power first and ascended the throne in the future. ＋
＋But these are not that important. What is important is that the situation in the Battle of Heaven was one-sided from the beginning: as early as the moment they decided to escape, the Ancients realized that both the real universe and the subspace would be full of anger at their cowardly behavior, and a joint crusade between the two worlds was a matter of time. Therefore, although the Ancients were eager to escape, they had already been preparing for a galactic war. ＋
+ The power held by the Ancient Saints is naturally far superior to the young generation of the Necrontyr civilization. Although they cannot form absolute suppression in the real universe, the existence of the Webway has destined that the two sides of the war will not be on the same level: after losing generation after generation, the Necrontyr naturally lost the war. +
+ Their technology was even more backward, they lacked internal unity, and they were at a comprehensive disadvantage in terms of transportation and communication. The fortresses and important towns on the edge were lost one after another, until the entire force of the Deathly Fear retreated back to the narrow star field where they started. In despair for the future and resentment for failure, they once again pointed their spearheads at each other. +
+The second civil war of the Necrontyr civilization has broken out. This time, they will be completely destroyed. +
＋But no one wants destruction. ＋
+ The Old Ones Don't Want: After driving the Necrontyr back to their lair, the Old Ones, as the victors, stopped chasing them and simply blocked the remaining territory of the Necrontyr. +
＋This may seem like a stupid thing to do, but it is because the ancient saints are well aware of the power behind the Necrontyr civilization. They fear continued interference from the two worlds, and do not want to waste more energy and time on these wars that they do not want to be involved in. ＋
+On the contrary, the Ancient Saints put all their strength into the construction of the network, trying to escape from the conflict between the real universe and the subspace at all costs: the original meticulous plan began to go wrong in order to catch up with the working hours, and countless hidden dangers were buried, but the Ancient Saints turned a deaf ear to it and let it go. +
+ In order to open up the webway, they stirred the power of the warp more and more frantically, whipping the originally calm and orderly vast ocean into a violent beast, and personally tore the original tranquility into pieces. This move not only inadvertently boosted the power of my brothers, but also allowed more and more hateful and out-of-control creatures to begin to multiply in the deepest part of the warp: the most outstanding representative of them is the enslaver. +
+ In the real universe, the ancient saints who were obsessed with the webway threw more and more wars and hard work to their servants, the most representative of which were the ancient orcs: they were born as pure weapons of war, and while they possessed extremely high intelligence, they retained their barbaric nature to serve the war, and soon realized that their race was destined to be just a tool. +
+ But the ancient saints no longer had time to think about the ancient orcs' thoughts. They threw more real-life labor to these most outstanding war weapons. The endless burden made all the ancient orcs accumulate resentment: the more developed the civilization, the less likely they would accept such brutal slavery. +
+This torn situation and the endless painful work brewed a wave of rebellion among the ancient orcs. At the same time, more and more of the servants of the ancient saints who had fought bloody battles in the War of Heaven began to be crushed by the huge consumption of the webway, and the camp founded by the ancient saints gradually began to fall apart. +
+ The Ancient Saints noticed this, but they didn't have time to solve it immediately, but that didn't mean they didn't want to solve these things: the Ancient Saints had already deviated from their original dream of bringing all races into the Garden of Eden, and their methods had become increasingly brutal. +
+The only exception is the Eldar, my lovely people, who were chosen by the Ancients for their most outstanding Warp talents and promoted to help build the Webway: they thrive in the quiet space, without having to endure the wars and hard labor of reality. Instead, they can receive support from other races and develop their own psychic skills under the guidance of the Ancients. +
＋Therefore, the Eldar are the most respectful successors to the Old Saints, and they are the most knowledgeable about the Webway and the Warp technology: when the real universe is burning in the flames of war, the Eldar have accumulated a huge size without knowing it: but they have nothing to do with the main stage for the time being. ＋
+At least in this era, the Deathly Haunted are still the only protagonists. Although they have fallen into a desperate situation, a turning point appeared when the desperate Silent King prayed to his ancestors again: the real universe and the subspace joined hands for the third time unintentionally. +
+This time, the ancestors of the Silent King stepped out again, directing the Necrontyr's gaze towards the nearest star, and the great killing weapon that the real universe had prepared from the beginning, which was enough to turn the tide, thus entered the Necrontyr's field of vision. +
＋What happened next was natural: the desperate Necrontyr civilization spent a huge price to build a shell and be enslaved forever in exchange for the support of the Star Gods, and brought the only existence in the galaxy that could be compared with us into the battlefield. ＋
+Unintentionally, the Necrontyr did something great: they found their own god. +
＋The real God. ＋
[You mean: The power of the Star God is enough to be compared with yours? ]
＋That’s true. ＋
Looking at Morgan's eyes flashing with light, Slaanesh just smiled arrogantly and tapped his temple lightly.
＋Except here. ＋
[……? ]
＋Except for their IQ, they are indeed comparable to us.＋
+ Because we are a complex aggregate developed from the thoughts of mortals, and they are just the embodiment of some simple rules: thunder and storms do seem to be more dominant than desire and anger at first glance, but when desire and anger gradually accumulate and become a lot, the so-called apocalypse is naturally not worth mentioning. +
+When a country or a society unites in common anger, the power they can unleash is enough to dwarf the greatest thunderstorm: the sum of all the deaths from natural disasters throughout history is far less than the footnotes left out of a war you call apocalyptic. +
＋That’s the difference. ＋
【……】
Morgan narrowed her eyes. She certainly didn't completely believe Slaanesh's words, but the Dark Prince's confidence was so strong that it must not be completely false. Maybe she should find time to meet Trazyn after she got out.
Although the Necrons have always remained tight-lipped about questions about the C'tan, the Infinite are the most open and tolerant Necrons the Spider Queen has ever encountered: mainly because she has not encountered many Necrons, and she believes that as long as the offer is right, Trazyn will still be willing to satisfy the Primarch's curiosity.
After all, she only wanted knowledge, not a fragment of a star god.
Morgan smiled, Slaanesh's story still ringing in her ears.
＋The first thing these star gods did after they acquired bodies and self-awareness was to satisfy their endless greed: although the energy of stars was abundant and filling, it was bland and tasteless, and they soon discovered the most coveted delicacy in the universe, which was the incomparably precious soul of intelligent life. ＋
＋Whether they are from the Old Ones or the Necrontyr, the Star Gods welcome everyone.＋
+ In order to obtain enough energy to meet the needs of the upcoming War in Heaven, the Star Gods turned their eyes to the Necrontyr and decided to devour the souls of these servants: the most cunning of the many Star Gods, named Mefitlan the Deceiver, began to use the so-called bio-transformation technology and eternal life as an irresistible bait to propose a deal to the Kings of the Necrontyr. +
【It’s really interesting.】
Hearing this, the Primarch, who had been frowning, couldn't help but shook his head.
[I originally thought that this was just a rumor made up by the Necrons to glorify themselves, but I didn't expect it to be true: they actually believed in a being they had just met, and put all their lives and souls into it without conducting any experiments?]
＋This is indeed stupid: if you don't consider the various operations behind it. ＋
The Dark Prince nodded. Although his lips did not move, a whisper-like laughter began to flow around him.
【That's normal.】
Morgan didn't realize that she had been immersed in this story without realizing it, and in the face of the truth of the universe, the Primarch's own alert level was decreasing bit by bit.
[Is there a plan behind this by your brothers? ]
＋It can’t be called a plan: but it is indeed a profitable thing. ＋
Slaanesh's nose twitched, enjoying the scent of Morgan's hair.
+ Nurgle was the first to take action. Because of the War in Heaven, Khorne's power had been increased unimaginably, and Tzeentch was the oldest among us, so before the foreseeable big game officially broke out, Nurgle's strength was relatively the weakest: The Lord of the Garden was anxious about this, and He urgently needed to accumulate his own strength. +
+What could be more beneficial to the Lord of Stasis and Annihilation than the complete extinction of a dominant civilization and the despair of seeing their own extinction with their own eyes? Although it is not enough for Him to fully ascend to godhood, the despair it brings is a priceless treasure. +
+Thus, Nurgle delivered the final blow to the crumbling civilization of the Necrontyr. Under his amplification, the Necrontyr's already short-lived and seriously ill bodies finally succumbed to an unprecedented plague. +
[Nurgle took action personally? 】
＋That’s about right. ＋
Slaanesh replied ambiguously.
+After retreating back to their home planet from their strongholds in various parts of the galaxy, the refugees of the Necrontyr brought back viruses from all over the galaxy. Under the command of Nurgle, these viruses merged and spread at an astonishing speed, and eventually a devastating plague broke out among the Necrontyr. +
+This plague dealt a heavy blow to the Necrontyr even more than the previous War in Heaven. The Silent King and the Hierophants discovered in despair that the time needed to develop an antidote would be enough to wipe out the Necrontyr civilization. They urgently needed a way to turn the tide. +
+Mefitran the Deceiver cleverly seized the opportunity provided by Nurgle and proposed a plan of biological transformation: abandoning their seriously ill bodies, the souls of the Necrontyr will gain true eternity in the perfect machine, and together with their new masters, they will rule the entire galaxy forever. +
+ The Star Gods used sweet words to deceive the desperate Necrontyr Lords, and used the power of the gods to intimidate those who were more cautious. The deceiver Mefitlan even keenly discovered the means by which Tzeentch deceived the Silent King before, and cleverly stole it: He pretended to be the most worshipped ancestors of the Silent King, and pointed out the direction for their race for the third time. +
＋But He did not notice that this little action angered the Lord of Change. ＋
+In the end, the Silent King leaned towards the extreme of adventure, but he still did not give up the basic qualities of a king: he first found a small group of volunteers and secretly conducted an experiment on their biological transformation... +
【etc?】
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Morgan interrupted Slaanesh: This is the second time.
[You mean, the Necrontyr actually conducted preliminary experiments: but why is the version I heard not like that? ]
+Be patient, I like the suspicious little witcher. +
The Dark Prince tilted his head, and the emotions he expressed when he looked at the Primarch were so rich that Morgan didn't even dare to look him in the face.
+Why the Necrontyr no longer speak of this experiment: Because they have forgotten it too. +
+ Because in this experiment, the Necrontyr had to face the cooperation of several gods: Mefitlan and Tzeentch formed a tacit agreement, and they worked together to distort the cognition of every Necrontyr noble who observed the experiment. In their eyes, those forerunners who completed the experiment not only preserved their souls, but also obtained the eternity promised by the Star Gods. +
+A thousand-year-old wish finally came true. You know what this means. +
+This great success almost overwhelmed the rationality of the Necrontyr nobles. At the same time, Nurgle was launching an unprecedented offensive with his plague in the outer areas. The number of Necrontyr deaths increased exponentially. The countdown to extinction was getting closer and closer, and it was getting faster and faster. When the emperors reacted, the situation had developed to the point where they could no longer conduct experiments and had to wait for a long time. +
+Thus, with his crazy obsession for immortality and fear of the possibility of extinction at any time, the Silent King finally signed the decree of biological transformation. Under the secret guidance of Tzeentch, a few resistance fighters, relying on letters that never existed, became rebels who attempted to overthrow the Silent King's rule. +
+After a bloody and efficient purge and civil war, all the Necrontyr went into the Crucible and met their fate. +
+ I don’t need to say much about the following story.
