Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

The Grand Inquisitor of the Triumvirate invited Horus to the location of the Silent King. They did not spend much time on the journey.

Soon Horus saw a huge pyramid-like creation.

It was a temple made of obelisks, with the highest point exceeding forty meters.

The monument bearing the great achievements of the Necrons stood in front of him. After seeing this exaggerated monument, Horus looked down on this alien race even more.

They were proud of their ancient nobility, but they were no different from humans in essence, vain, arrogant and conceited.

The temple was located in the void of a desolate stone mountain. The dimension here was adjusted. If the corresponding frequency could not be found, its existence could not be detected at all.

The surface of the obelisk was made of black and shiny metal. Horus learned from Lorca that these black metals were special materials synthesized from black stones.

These special materials have the ability to suppress the subspace. This technology is also widely used in the stars of the empire today.

The edge of the temple was decorated with glittering golden runes and various strange emblems.

The Silent King, the leader of the Necrons, sat in the deepest part of the temple. A long staircase extended from the bottom to the top, and at the top was his throne.

On the steps stood countless Necrons warriors, holding spears and guarding the throne temple.

The Grand Justice walked in front of Horus, and the spear in his hand was now replaced by a ceremonial sword.

He wore a gorgeous crown on his head and a smooth, metal-connected cloak on his shoulders.

He walked in front, leading Horus and Lorgar.

The Grand Justice strode with his head held high, leading the two in front of many of his fellow tribesmen.

It seemed that the two Primarchs were not his invited guests, but his slaves.

Such an arrogant attitude made Horus furious. He was the sixteenth son of the Emperor, the Wolf God and Warmaster who had been praised and praised by countless humans.

He had been deceived and betrayed, but no one dared to despise him.

But for a greater purpose, Horus endured in his heart and silently vowed to make these despicable aliens pay the price.

This time does not need to wait too long.

Whether it is him or Dukel, no matter which of them wins the final victory, they will spare no effort to drive away these undead souls that should have been buried long ago.

Thinking of this, Horus smiled.

His smile was just right, so that no one could see through his heart, and he could also show his joy of meeting the Silent King.

Horus and Lorgar were led all the way to the high platform where the Silent King was, passing by the densely packed Necron warriors standing upright.

Lorgar looked at these metal creations, and there was also a hint of hidden contempt in his eyes. He also sneered at this seemingly powerful army.

They were just a group of bodies carrying memories. Compared with the truth he pursued, these seemingly amazing creations were really not worth mentioning.

He read more about the Necrontyr from the secret collection of books and knew that the group of undead in front of him were just the immortal corpses left by a race that had fought against the Old Saints.

Horus and others stepped into the steps of the temple.

Glittering alien statues stood on the base of the building. Their appearances were different, but the only thing in common was that all the gods bowed their heads, as if they were praying to the throne together.

These statues confirmed the supreme authority of the Silent King from the side.

Whether it was the statues of heroes or gods, they all bowed their proud heads in front of his throne.

Dozens of space undead wearing bronze masks served as the Silent King's personal guards.

"Kneel down, human." The Grand Justice walked to the throne of the Silent King, turned his head and said to Horus and the others, "In the noble Slazak, salute the last and greatest Silent King."

Hearing this.

The two Primarchs were stunned at first.

The next second, a faint blue fission force field flashed on the surface of Horus's hammer.

Even Lorgar's body was burning with red flames.

"Alien, don't challenge my patience again, no one can make me bow down."

Horus' voice carried undisguised anger, like a volcano suppressed to the limit, ready to erupt with astonishing destructive power at any time.

He would never salute the alien king, no matter what power the other party possessed. If he bowed down at this moment, how could he have the face to complete the great cause of saving mankind and face his brothers.

As the Primarch spoke, the surrounding Necrons raised their weapons in a uniform movement.

Their guns were accumulating energy, and with just one order, they would immediately kill this guy who disrespected the Silent King.

But for some reason, the Necrons present never took action.

The Grand Inquisitor stared at them with cold eyes. No one could imagine how many parameters were added to his database in this short moment.

Yes, the Necrons were far from being as reckless and stupid as they seemed on the surface.

Each of their seemingly out-of-line actions had a strong purpose and an interpretation of the two Primarchs.

In the end, the Grand Inquisitor did not express anything, but turned around to face the throne, his iron body gradually sank, and knelt on one knee.

Then came the throne guards wearing bronze masks and the Necrons warriors guarding the stairs.

They neatly worshiped the throne and surrendered before the throne.

The body possessed by the Silent King is the metal body closest to the one they had in life.

The streamlined structure makes him look like a living Necrontyr.

Horus stared closely at the leader of the Necron, with no fear in his eyes. ,

He was not afraid of the other party's majesty and straightforwardly stated his purpose to the other party.

“I came here to seek an alliance, to fight against my cruel and cruel brother, but unfortunately, I traveled thousands of miles to get here, but I didn’t see my allies, I only saw a group of withered bones in the graves. "

"There is no need to try to provoke me." The Silent King did not speak, but the herald spoke on his behalf, "What I have experienced is far beyond your imagination, but please believe that we have the same purpose. The power of the second son has been completely He lost control and was blocked by the Lord of Mankind for thousands of years. Not only did he not regain his rationality, but he went completely crazy. Under the influence of this careerist, the entire universe was placed in an extremely dangerous position. "

"As long as he continues to move forward, the fragile balance will be broken, and countless races will no longer have a resting place. His behavior must be stopped."

The herald continued, "I don't know anything about humans. I had a brief alliance with another of your brothers and helped him stop your rebellion in time. You can trust us. As you can see, There is nothing in this universe worthy of our attachment. Now we form an alliance with you just for the survival of the galaxy."

Horus did not believe him.

These dirty aliens are malicious to all life, and no matter how you guess their purpose, it is no exaggeration.

In the eyes of Horus, their existence was as abominable as the Dark Gods.

The Necron always look forward to the day when they can regain control of the galaxy.

Horus knew this very well. They had lost their souls and could not be willing to lose their old karma again.

But for now, he needed the power of the Necron.

He doesn't mind using even the power of the dark gods again.

This time, he will take all precautions, just like the Emperor. The birth of the Primarch itself is ironclad proof that the Lord of Mankind uses Chaos.

Since his father can do such a thing, there is nothing wrong with a son following his father.

Whether it is the Necrons or the Dark Gods, these self-sustaining ancient beings will become his sword and shield against Dukel.

But when he heard the Necron's words, a trace of curiosity aroused in his heart.

"Which of my brothers have you ever helped?"

The herald replied, "Sanguinius of the Blood Angels, the reason why he was able to quickly return to Terra thousands of years ago was because of our help. Now we will help you in the same way to help you win this battle with Du Kerr's Controversy."

Horus was slightly startled when he heard that Sanguinius had collaborated with the Necrons.

It was no wonder that Sanguinius, who was trapped in the warp storm at the time, was able to return to Terra so quickly and wreak havoc on his plans.

Horus looked at the herald who had been speaking on behalf of the Silent King,

"Why is your king always silent and you need to speak for him every word?" he asked.

"I am his mouthpiece." The herald continued, "His thoughts echo in my matrix, and every word I say is his will. We will sign a covenant with you and abide by our agreement until We have achieved our respective goals. A new enemy has appeared. Both you and we must make the most rational decision."

"If the Second Son is not stopped, the harm he will cause to the universe will be far greater than anything in the past. Since the birth of the universe, there has never been a general who launched a war with the sole purpose of destroying the universe. Until the Second Son, The second son emerged from the mist, and his only goal was pure destruction."

Horus was silent.

He did not expect that when no one in the empire believed his words, this group of alien races that he hated had the exact same thoughts as him.

Became the one who could understand him best.

This feeling made Horus feel a little mixed.

Then he asked his last question,

"You don't need this universe, so why are you fighting?"

"But the stars need its savior. Believe it or not, Horus, we care more about this than you do. There is something great at stake, and perhaps one day these small differences can be bridged."

Horus nodded without saying any more, and he successfully formed an alliance with the Necron.

The Necron will provide him with some help so that he can quickly organize an army strong enough to conquer the Eye of Terror and confront Dukel head-on.

They would then use the Eye of Terror as their core to launch a war against the Imperium of Man.

After the covenant was established, Horus and Lorgar left.

The King of Silence watched them enter the portal, and then the space closed and disappeared completely.

His eyes were filled with light, and no one of the guards dared to disturb the Silent King's thinking at this time.

Until a discordant sharp sound sounded.

"No offense, I'm just confused. This time we acted a little too eagerly. We have the chips in our hands, so why bother to ask for help? We can completely use the form of transaction to help, which will also make the other party more inseparable from us. ”

A Necron holding a scepter stepped onto the steps of the throne. His voice was sharp and high-pitched, with a hint of cunning, which was rare among Necron.

"That's enough, Trazin," the Grand Inquisitor snapped.

The undead who stepped onto the steps of the throne was none other than Trazin the Endless, who had been robbed of the clone museum by Dukel before and had a brief encounter with him.

"You still don't understand what a critical moment this moment is. The passage and movement of every molecule is a gap that cannot be delayed. Put away your little thoughts, we know that you are very interested in the research of Horus, but now This is not the time for you to act arbitrarily.”

"We will never allow you to ruin the future of an entire race just for those collections."

"The future?" Trazin smiled, "What future does our tribe have?"

"Is it time to speak? The first and greatest Lord of Silence," he asked the throne.

"This is exactly what we hope for." It was the herald who spoke on behalf of King Silence again.

"In the war that broke out between us and the subspace, there is no doubt that we were not the victors. Although we seemed to have won the final victory, we lost the most important thing. The demise of the ancient saints has not yet been determined. The subspace This is the key to the destruction of the ancient saints. Now that the human empire rules the galaxy, they have begun to march into the subspace and try to completely destroy that spiritually constructed world. This is our opportunity. We must find a way to integrate into it. Save our part of the ocean.”

"The alliance is only temporary. We will fight at all costs in this war, and naturally there is no need to negotiate terms. In the face of a common enemy, we all need to unite to achieve our respective goals."

"Do you think I am really allying with Horus? The one we are really allying with is not the son of the old bacon who plays with witchcraft. He is not qualified yet. Behind him, in the subspace, he is also making The ancient existence of planning is our real target.”

The Silent King stood up from his throne.

His body is taller than other Necron.

He stared at Trazin, who couldn't help but lower his head due to the strong pressure.

The herald continued to convey the will of the king, "The storm is coming. You need to awaken your king and the rulers of the dynasty. We need to mobilize. This is a unique opportunity in thousands of years."

"Let us retake what is ours, and over their ruins and wreckage, restore the rule of the Necrontyr again. This time the stars will truly be under our control, without exception."

Even though Trazin the Endless was the overlord of the Sotec dynasty, he was still shocked by the Silent King.

He raised his hands in the old Necrontyr manner,

"All shall be as you wish, greatest and last King of Silence."