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

Chapter 660 108. Trazin is best at playing tricks

"It is the most foolish of Necrontyrs, but that is why I am here."

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It has always been a less than honest Necrontyr.

Whether it's adventures in the tombs of other Necrons or sneaking into the palaces of other races, Trazyn likes adventure and life should have a little fun, otherwise it will inevitably lead to death.

The death ray passed by again, and the distorted space of the Star God Ishtuo made the Crowned One's attack fail again.

The screaming blazing ray passed far away, and then exploded on the land far behind Trazin.

The thought circuits should have overheated, the liquid coolant should have hissed in its head, the runes should have warned it of overrunning, but none of that happened, on the contrary, Trazin had never felt better.

Is this the wisdom of a star god willing to cooperate?

The sparkling silver-white metal wrote runes on its gray-black body. The program of this temporary body was changed, becoming more suitable for calculations and war.

Its consciousness was dispersed. On the doomsday scythe swooping in the air, and on every soldier who swung, Trazin felt that he had become a more advanced version of some kind of automaton spirit.

It can schedule everything.

The Necron's thoughts couldn't help but drift away. Thousands of years ago, the cooperation between the Necrontyr and the C'tan brought the entire galaxy to their feet. This is enough to illustrate the potential of the cooperation between them.

After realizing that Trazin did not have much command experience, Pluto even thoughtfully provided it with a lot of data. Trazin felt that its calculation formulas were evolving rapidly, and it even began to deliberately practice its newly learned things on the battlefield. , to test these techniques.

If it were an ordinary crowned general, perhaps the war between them would be over by now.

But the old general is still fighting, and it even seems to be in high spirits. How long has it been since it met a nobleman who is willing to have a serious fight with it?

As for the other nobles... Zandrik's thinking engine jumped for a moment, and it couldn't remember clearly.

But its guard Obiron remembered that Obiron had cleared the Death Seal troops from other nobles for the wearer countless times, some from the wearers under the old general's position, and some from enemies of external dynasties.

This is not an uncommon thing.

The Necrontyr are an extremely cruel race, sleeping with war and class since birth.

Under the nobility, the Necrontyr do not need to have a self or personality. They only need war and use war to prove their worth.

It was because of his military success and thanks to his father's achievements that Obiron, a commoner, had the honor of becoming the king's guard of Zandric the Crowned One.

The nobles use war to prove themselves. They are born noble, but they must use war and intrigue to stabilize their position. If you are a straw bag...

Then no matter how noble its blood is, it will be pulled off the throne by other nobles and die in a palace fight for no apparent reason.

Resources are scarce and life is perishable. The necrophobes are such a race.

But the rest of my life is gone.

The Necrons crawled out of the graves of the feared dead, going crazy and still trying to restrain themselves by the rules of the past. The clown who still had self-awareness tried to fight in the palace, but did not clearly realize what happened to him.

Obilon also watched helplessly as his beloved crowned one, Xandric, stepped into the river of madness.

Wang Wei clearly realizes that this is irreversible. It has also lost a lot of memory and personality. The fierce war will bring about wear and tear, eating away at them bit by bit until the memory is completely lost.

After the last thrilling war, it lost most of its Necrontyr memory. Obiron forgot what it felt like to drink water, and the city where it lived as a child. It felt that it was heading towards its final death.

But the wearer of the crown has not yet realized this.

Or maybe it's aware of it but just ignores it.

Every death, every command of a war that is too large, will bring about the wear and tear of personality.

No Necron can escape this curse... But... Obiron looked across from them, Trazin, who was trying his best to compete with the Crowned One for command.

Is it an exception?

"thrilling!"

Another command boat disappeared in the bright white light, along with Trazin who was commanding it above.

Trazin immediately transferred his consciousness to the body where he was fighting against the Tomb Stalker. Just when all of its personality was stuffed into this body, the big hissing insect in front of it swung its sickle-like front legs at it!

Trazin immediately rolled over, and the knife-like crescent-shaped front feet scraped his back and penetrated into the earth, causing mud and sand to fly.

With a signal from the Endless One, fire pillars as thick as the palace's load-bearing pillars erupted from the ground, directly spraying the big bug and the coffin guards under it into the sky!

In the distance, another piece of Burning Fragment thrown by the Endless One looked back and continued to concentrate on dealing with the Burning Fragment released by the Crowned One - the Star God fragments always longed for each other.

Now, three of Trazin's bodies have been scrapped, but there are still five of Trazin's bodies who are still directing operations in different parts of the battlefield.

Excluding Hades, there are four Star God fragments on the battlefield that can still be fought, three of which belong to the Infinite One and one belongs to the Crowned One.

There are four fragments of the Star God imprisoned in the extra-dimensional maze, twisting and screaming, one is Trazin's, and the remaining three are Zandric's.

The old general also has a few pockets.

No Necrontyr is willing to surrender! The two war commanders are playing chess with their own troops. There may not even be too much hatred between them, but for this originally warlike race, war does not need many reasons!

Even if Trazin is really defeated, the old general estimates that he will probably abide by the Necrontyr Covenant and let him pay the ransom of the defeat as soon as possible.

Trazin thought, swung his scythe again, and another command boat floated under its feet, carrying it to a high place.

But it, Trazin, was better at dealing with the Star Gods. Trazin specially sent a body to take in Zandrik's Star God. Pluto, who was beside it and focused on helping it improve its performance, would also turn his eyes away from time to time and pay attention to those Star Gods. Add some fun to the fight between the God fragments.

What's more, Trazin thought that the fragments of the Star God it contained were even larger, and it fed them well, not just like other dynasties.

In fact, all the Star God fragments on the field may not be as good as Pluto. They are all too fragmented and have declined severely - just like the Necrontyr.

A strange glimmer of light appeared on the battlefield. Zandrik's warriors collapsed to the ground one after another, howling in pain. Billions of strange eyes appeared in the refracted space. The countless Ishtar was silent. The earth cursed Trazin who imprisoned it.

The curse is ineffective, and the black mist of Hades circumvents these small negative curses for it.

Huge rock arms waved randomly on the ground, knocking away armies one after another with sheer mass and speed, and Igrania, the Shaper of the World, roared and tore the earth in half.

On the other side, there is a hell composed of flames. The two largest Burner fragments are fighting each other. The ordinary army cannot get close at all, leaving only the anger between the Star God and the Star God.

"I have never seen so many Star God fragments in my life."

Pluto's voice sounded from the space section, "I can-"

"Not yet."

Trazyn said calmly that it wasn't sure Hades could continue eating.

It once again opened the thinking circuit to the maximum, and the part of Pluto's Void Dragon was protecting the personality module of the Endless One as much as possible. Trazin was very grateful to Hades, who knew what it meant.

"Then when will I come?"

Pluto looked sideways. In addition to the superior number of Star Gods, the situation on the battlefield was not optimistic. The old general was obviously better. It was still a bit reluctant to let a civilian officer fight, but similarly, Trazin learned quickly, very quickly.

Perhaps this is not the normal learning speed that a Necron should have. Necrons always tend to be conservative, which also affects their learning ability.

And those small Star God fragments... Pluto was silent. He hid in the dimensional section and watched his "common people". But to Pluto's surprise or no surprise, these small Star God fragments were all degraded too seriously. .

They have huge energy, but don't know how to use it. They are like dwarfs with huge power. Maybe they have never learned how to use their abilities correctly, and can only roughly imitate the fighting methods of other races.

But... isn't he like this too?

Pluto was silent. He realized that Trazin's upgrade was about to reach its peak. From now on, the knowledge of the Void Dragon and the Deceiver will be eclipsed. Trazin's personality data has reached its peak. What can be done next? Just upgrade your body.

But for the commander, the body is obviously not the most important thing, not to mention that Trazin is a daily thrower.

"It's reached its limit,"

Pluto said, watching the cooling device he connected to Trazin running crazily,

"In the future, performance will be improved at the expense of losing one's own personality data."

"That's enough, that's enough."

Trazin laughed, it felt just right, even though its computing power was three or four times that of the old general - but in fact, in the situation, the half-crazy Crowned One was still using terrifying experience and Trazin's instinct was overwhelming.

If the old general Zandric wasn't crazy... he would be the Storm King's most capable general, but unfortunately, he is crazy.

Even if it is crazy, its useful war talents allow the Storm King to ignore this unpleasantness.

Trazin realized once again that he had found himself a troublesome enemy... but also a rich enough reward if he succeeded.

This is a good opportunity to train himself, Trazin thought, while once again persuading Pluto to attack. In front of countless Star God fragments, Pluto was obviously a little anxious.

However, as countless Tesla Destroyers screamed, behind the flames of the Burners, and after realizing that Trazin did not know how to use the Death Mark and other insidious assassins,

The throne Obiron next to Zandric moved.

Just a moment! Obiron's body disappeared. Wang Wei had the most sophisticated ghost walking cloak. A cube that did not belong to this dimension floated in the hands of Obiron who flashed out. The guard stepped into the realm of thousands of eyes.

Screaming, pain, twisting! Eyes cursed, countless people were clamped by the claw-shaped extra-dimensional maze, the space refracted like an illusion was restored, and the poor fragments of the C'tan used by Trazin to power the museum's lighting returned to the cage again.

Oh shit!

Trazin secretly cursed, is this the intensity a king guard should have? !

It had heard the legend of the old general and the guard Obiron who had stopped thousands of assassinations for it, but the general king guard should have rebelled long ago when it reached this strength! Instead of continuing to be a guard!

Don't talk about class with Trazin - the Storm King, the actual leader of the Sotec dynasty where the old general belongs, came from a commoner class!

The sickle in Obiron's hand was as treacherous as its pace. Without violating the Honor Treaty of the Necrontyr, Trazyn realized that the Royal Guard was clearing out elite units and quickly moved towards the position of the Burner.

Now Trazyn's advantage on the field was entirely due to the Star God fragments. Trazyn's command still slowed down its sufficient army!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

Trazyn had never been so angry. Its body movements and agility, which it was proud of in the past, became pale on the front battlefield. After all, it led its army to defeat a very powerful Deceiver fragment, but it was still not as good as the regular army!

The Endless began to swear that after this war, it would work hard to learn how to command operations.

At the same time, it realized that it had to let Pluto play, and it could no longer take the opportunity to let Pluto upgrade it for free.

Pluto obviously realized this. The space section around Trazyn dissipated. At the moment when Obiron approached the Burner, Trazyn could see that Obiron's pace changed abruptly.

A dark crescent moon appeared!

Obiron instinctively avoided it after changing his pace, but the light was distorted - the dark section turned and cut Wang Wei in half!

"Be careful of the hyperdimensional maze!!!"

Tarasim roared. In the field of pure physics, Pluto is still as strong as a large fragment of Star God - which means he can be captured.

It is not worried that Obiron will be resurrected in other tomb worlds. Tarasim has some tricks to erase this data consciousness.

Perhaps Tarasim doesn't even need to take action, death will destroy Wang Wei's few personalities and memories.

At the same time it shouted, Obiron, whose upper body was spinning and stagnant in the air, moved. The flashes of three hyperdimensional mazes burst out at this moment, and Tarasim felt his thinking circuit let out a wail.

The hyperdimensional maze can cover all dimensions, and Hades, who has been hiding in other dimensions, has to show up - fortunately he tied up Magnus in advance and threw him away.

In front of the hyperdimensional labyrinth, Pluto's pupils dilated. He seemed to understand the instinctive fear of the Star God. The part of the Star God was screaming in pain - but his thoughts were not disrupted at all.

Hades took off the two pendants on his waist and untied them. The burning heart of the Burner and the core of the Void Dragon still flowing with silver blood.

He didn't expect these two fragments of the Star God that he had almost eaten clean to show off in front of the Space Necrons, but... consuming two cages was enough!

Like a trap that was triggered in advance, the two hyperdimensional labyrinths were triggered in advance during the violent spatial fluctuations, and pounced on the bait released by Hades.

Pluto raised his eyes, and on his dark face, the hyperdimensional labyrinth clamped towards him with an unavoidable pressure.

"No--!!!!"

Trazyn screamed heartbreakingly. The space where Hades was was broken, so it couldn't see the whole picture, but Trazyn hoped that he wouldn't get out of it!

On the other side, the command boat that Zandrek was riding on suddenly reached its maximum power and rushed towards Trazyn!

"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals! Let's have a fight!"

Zandrek shouted happily, and the old general picked up the sickle.

At least in the short term, Trazyn couldn't count on Hades' help - and its three-legged cat skills - no!

Trazyn thought desperately, it clenched the ruthless annihilation staff with both hands and gestured to the old general. It could definitely escape, but did it really want to escape?

But just as the two space dead spirits were about to meet -

"I surrender."

In the mysterious time and space, the single-purpose existence muttered to itself, and the river of time was turbulent under its feet, forming two branches, flowing to different distances.

And there was a branch... The astrologer raised his head and looked at the absurd future, that...

The future of the revival of the ancient orcs.

"Tarazyn, my mortal enemy Tarazin,"

Orikan said, it began to collapse,

"Why do you have a figure at this turning point of fate?"

That's all.

Orrickan raised his hand and pointed at the image of Zandrek reflected in the river of time - the light of the Crowned One was already confused and delirious.