Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 659 107. Tower! pull! pungent!

"Evil Star God! Die!"

"The person I'm covering! How dare you move?!"

Two loud shouts sounded one after another!

Almost at the same time, the trembling earth moved with it. A wedge-shaped underworld structure rose from the ground, and the glass water that had just been burned was sparkling on the slope of the building.

Some sharp and evil existence cut through the sky, and the Night Scythe emerged from the thick clouds. The dark crescent approached them at an unimaginable speed, and Hades saw the concentrated flash of the Gauss cannon above.

Hades realized this wasn't for him, it was probably for Magnus, but regardless, the ambushes ended up working.

All this happened in an instant. Taking this opportunity, Obiron escorted its owner, the old general Crowned One, to the Tomb Command Boat.

The crescent-shaped ship slowly rose into the sky, and the crowned man stood on its command seat.

Hades was about to take action, but the message from Trazin stopped him for a moment.

Trazyn the Endless held the Staff of Destruction in his hand and walked out from behind the dunes like a king. The physical universe beside him was distorting at this moment, bursting out with astonishing colorful light.

"This Star God has been forcibly claimed by [Tarrazin the Endless]."

Trazin said so, the army of the Endless also emerged from the superdimensional cube maze,

The Infinite took a step, and the Annihilator gunship that appeared from under its feet slowly floated up, lifting the Infinite into the sky.

Night Scythes and Doom Scythes with different colors and symbols slipped from the clouds, and instantly started a dogfight with the old general Crowned One's airship.

The coffin guards stepped out neatly from under Trazin, and Trazin waved his staff towards the old general.

Hades was sure that he felt the openings of at least seven super-powerful labyrinths around Trazyn. My Lord, this guy usually brings so many? ? ?

On top of the Annihilator gunship where Trazin stood, violent arcs of electricity danced at the muzzle of the energy cannon, and Trazin's silver-gray body was outlined by a bright green light.

"Tell me your casus belli, glorious Zandric!"

Trazin shouted majestically, like a true general,

But in fact, it was once a civilian official and had no formal military training at all. It relied entirely on its transformed powerful body to crush it.

Opposite it, Zandrik, a truly aristocratic general who has received military training, let out a groan,

"How long has it been since I met a nobleman who finally understands glory?"

Zandric muttered to himself, and then shouted to Trazin as if he suddenly woke up,

"I don't agree with your behavior of free-ranging Star Gods!"

"Ruler of Solemnus! Give up your foolish behavior! Keep your C'tan shard - or I will do it for you!"

"You can't beat me."

Zandrik, the one wearing the crown, raised his head and nodded towards the Endless One.

"Then there is nothing left to explain - stay away or perish!"

Trazin shouted, and on the other side, Obiron, the king's guard under the Crowned One, also waved his scythe, and a swarm of scarabs and an army of Necrons instantly surged out of the Underworld structure.

"For Giedrim! For the Crowned General!!!"

Obiron shouted, and his guards showed their scythes!

Why is the war starting now? ? ?

Hades clamped down on Magnus. Magnus looked a little stunned and sweating profusely. The original body may not have expected that there would be so many ambushes for the alien friends he had just had a good chat with.

The two of them looked at the war between the sky and the ground in tacit understanding, and the original body opened his mouth slightly.

Both Necron factions seemed to tacitly ignore the two humans, even though Hades was a "star god".

For the Necrons, glory plays a huge role in war. If the opponent is the Necrons, they will fight with dignity.

Of course, this must be a space overlord who still remembers "glory".

Hades thought that he was a greater threat, but it seemed that because Trazin announced that it was covering Hades, the old general defaulted to attacking Trazin first.

Trazin seemed to want Hades not to move, so Hades temporarily stabilized Magnus, while the Crowned One and the Endless One also avoided Magnus's small library.

There was a sonorous sound between the sickles, the day was like night, the Gauss cannon cut through the sky like a stream of hot particles, and the billowing heat wave was not even inferior to the psychic power of Magnus, the original body just now.

Behind Trazin, death rays tore through the sky, and the heavy-weapon Annihilator gunships hissed as they cooled down.

Buzz-buzz-buzz-!

The dazzling green lightning arrived at the enemy's position in an instant, and the infantry units under the command of the crowned one instantly turned into dust.

But at the same moment, a death gaze pierced the sky, Night Scythe's moon wings swooped down, and the twin Tesla Destroyers aimed at Trazin, buzzing.

In the distance, under Trazin's men, the night sickle that failed in the dog fight exploded into a bright firework.

Zandrick is right, in terms of troop movement and scheduling alone, Trazin is far from its opponent!

The military operations of the Necron are controlled by the most advanced Necron, and the generals are responsible for all program calculations.

For the Necrons, only individuals with a high enough level can organize a large-scale war——

Because the higher the level, the better the body, and its circuits will not be burned out under high-intensity calculations.

Although Zandrick looks crazy, its combat scheduling system has not been worn away at all, and it is even more transcendent because of the veteran general's combat experience.

Even though Zandric's guard, Obiron, seems far more reliable than the old general - but commanding an army will quickly burn out Obiron's circuits, while Zandric will not suffer any damage.

Buzz!

Night Scythe dives towards Trazin! Laser burst! After a flash of white light, the Infinity standing on the Annihilator gunship turned into some kind of molten metal.

no doubt! Trazin was slightly behind in the scheduling battle at Sky.

The one wearing the crown froze. It didn't expect Trazin to die so easily. This blow could be blocked.

But the fact has been established, the old general is trying to dispatch the soldiers to the star god who has no owner——

boom!

The red sand exploded, and a huge black sickle jumped out of the ground. With a swing of its tail, the coffin guards fell down like dominoes.

It's the Tomb Stalker!

There was more than one. In an instant, Zandric noticed at least dozens of tomb stalkers.

A new batch of Night Scythes tore through the dark clouds, and a new Trazin stood atop the largest Rogue, moving to a safer location.

"Tarrazin is immortal."

The Endless One held its ruthless staff of annihilation and smiled self-deprecatingly,

It was finally aware of the gap between itself and these battle-experienced generals.

\u0026quot;We can have a truce,\u0026quot;

The old general looked at the Endless One and said, the newly melted body of Trazin seemed to scare it,

Zandric felt that there was no need for Trazyn to die. They could just have a dinner party after the fight. Trazyn would be much more interesting than its colleagues in its own dynasty.

"You can't beat me."

The old general said, it thinks this is the truth. Maybe Trazin's circuit calculation is no less than it, but its combat experience is really too bad.

But - Trazin has its own plans!

The Infinite holds its ruthless staff of annihilation,

"I see,"

Trazyn the Endless said it recognized this opportunity,

Zandric's trip was definitely unreported, because it was impossible for the Storm King to allow his men to coexist harmoniously with foreign races.

"Then listen to my casus belli, Zandric!"

"I want you to surrender to me, the one who wears the crown."

Hades' pupils were shaking. He looked at the Endless One standing above the stalker and realized what Trazin was planning.

Sure enough, at the same moment, Hades received a cipher text from Trazin.

"Hades, give me some of your computing power - and, can you crack Zandric's key?"

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Hades replied, he twisted his neck and realized that he could no longer watch the show. A silvery white luster flowed from Hades' feet and passed by in a flash.

"But you have to catch them alive first."

Hades said as he glanced down at Magnus who was almost pale in shock. The Primarch seemed unaware that there were so many ambushes for his new alien friend.

"Can you, Trazin?"

Trazin laughed;

"If a general can stop me...then I will never succeed...Hades, please listen to my command this time."

"OK."

Hades reached out, picked up Magnus, and then flashed into another dimension.

The silver-white liquid metal climbed up Trazin's body, flowing like blood vessels to continuously provide it with power. It felt that its overheated circuit had cooled down again, and the Endless One even felt a certain biting coldness.

Its eyes will flash with dazzling light.

"I misjudged you,"

The old general didn't seem angry at Trazin's casus belli;

"Are you also a slave to power, Trazin?"

The crowned one's tone was laced with disappointment.

“I realized that individuals can never be alone in this slow overturn.”

"I just hope to live for me and regain true freedom - to complete the rebellion and delayed revenge that I should have completed hundreds of thousands of years ago."

Trazin replied, and following its words, the howl of a pterosaur sounded in the sky, and a waaagh suddenly broke in on the ground! Voice.

"What do you live for, Zandric?"

"A war full of joy,"

said the Crowned One, and its seated guard glanced at it in shock,

For a moment, Obilon even thought that its former ambitious king was back.

"We have immortal life, which is exactly what war is made for."

Trazin chuckled lightly,

"I know, so you obey the Storm King, that martial madman."

"But is this really immortal life?"

Trazin asked,

"Aren't you already confused yourself? I'm afraid no one understands this better than your guards."

"Zandric, you have lost a part of yourself. Don't you realize that you were confused? Or have you simply forgotten them?"

Obiron clenched his fists. The Infinite was right. The old general was confused. Sometimes he was confused, and sometimes he was clear.

It once thought that Zambiric was just pretending to be confused, but later Obiron realized that it was just sober sometimes.

"You're the one who's crazy,"

Zandric murmured,

"I still wish to use our previous casus belli."

"You still want to let me go."

Trazin tilted his scepter forward and pointed at Zandric,

"But I don't want to be a civil servant hiding behind a tyrant."

"I think that with me...you can still enjoy the wonderful war, and I am far more democratic than the Storm King."

Some giant dinosaurs raised by the Savage Eldar joined the battle, as did the greenskin troops released by the Endless.

The pterosaurs tore open the armor of the Night Scythe, and the greenskins rushed over excitedly.

A more diverse army greatly occupied the computing power of the Crowned One. If it were a normal Necron commander, the circuit might have started to overheat at this time, but the old general was still in good condition.

Before it became confused, Zandrek was a sharp sickle under the Storm King.

But after it became confused, the Storm King ignored it and almost exiled it, but because of the Crowned One's still superb war command ability, he would send it tasks from time to time.

"Come on,"

Behind Trazyn, the hypercube unfolded, and the temperature around the Necron instantly rose. If there were hostile carbon-based creatures nearby, they would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

"I also give you a piece of advice, Zandrek,"

A painful roar came from the space section, and a giant flaming hand composed purely of energy struggled out!

Trazyn stood there calmly, the flaming hand slapped its side, and then another giant hand,

"You can kill me countless times, but I only need to kill you once."

"You can kill my army countless times, but my army is endless."

"You have the experience of billions of wars... and I have... hundreds of thousands of years of collections!"

The Star God Fragment Burner screamed and struggled out of the hyperdimensional maze behind Trazyn, spewing fire, and countless Necrons melted in the high temperature.

Well, Trazyn thought,

The metal surface of Trazyn reflected the underworld construction that was instantly exploded by the violent burner.

Perhaps some people cannot understand the meaning of "rich".

"Rich" literally means that after it was swallowed by Hades and three pieces of Star God fragments, Trazyn still has enough Star God fragments!

The Crowned One waved his staff, and the hypercube maze appeared in its hand. The old general chattered and aimed at the painful Star God who was wreaking havoc on the obelisk.

"No,"

Tarasim waved his hand at a space section beside him.

"Don't attack by surprise. Zandrek didn't use his Death Mark Army, so I will also abide by the honor."

The broken metal splashed on the side of Tarasinn, but left no scratches. In the distance, there was a silent flash when the obelisk was annihilated. One of the old general's troops disappeared in an instant.

And in the white light that almost made the sensor fail, the Burner was suppressed by the hypercube maze and screamed.

Tarasim didn't feel sorry for the Burner at all. Beside it, there were whispers and thousands of eyes peeking out from the space section.

"...How many Star God fragments do you have?"

Hades' words sounded helplessly in Tarasinn's ears. Tarasinn smiled,

"Enough to consume all the hyperdimensional mazes of a great dynasty."

It said, and Ishtar, who had countless Star God fragments, showed his eyes from behind it.

"I can eat more--"

"You can't."

Tarasim said calmly, "First, work hard to pay back all the debts you owe me."

"Here I am!"

Hades shouted, "Good morning! Worker!"

Isn't it just pretending to be cool? Hades knows.

Tarasim's body was covered with silver metal, which made its cloak.

"Are you interested in the Crowned One?"

Hades asked,

Tarasim nodded,

"...it was neglected by the Storm King, and the Storm King will not repair its body. With wear and tear...the Crowned One will fall on the battlefield sooner or later."

"Why do I think you are acting on impulse?"

"I'm asking because I'm a collector."

Tarasim said, still concentrating on the battlefield-if Hades wasn't there today, it would definitely not be so reckless.

But since Hades is here...then it's natural to go crazy!