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Chapter 612 Storm King: I don't understand so much technology, I'm just a college student.
Imhotep often lamented the randomness of fate and the chaos of things.

The rising Fear of Death waged war against the Old Ones in an attempt to divert attention from their own problems, but ultimately brought about their own demise.
The impending destruction of the Fearful Empire led to a final encounter with the Star God, granting them the chance for eternal immortality.
But the Star God merely treated the fearful dead as snacks, devouring their souls and then injecting their memories into cold machinery, turning them into their slaves.

The ancient saints, once like gods, ultimately perished in the war for heaven, falling beneath the star gods and endless armies of the undead.
But what about the Star Gods? They devoured and killed each other, and in the end, when they were weak, they were killed by the Necromancers of Space, becoming fragments and prisoners.

But did the Necromancers of Space thus gain the unique and unparalleled supremacy of the galaxy?
No, the Necromancers, having endured a brutal war and destroyed their god-slaying weapons, were powerless to deal with the newly rising Eldar and could only fall into a long slumber.

The Eldar did indeed perish over the long course of time, but the awakened Necromancers of space did not regain their former glory; in fact, they declined even further.

Imhotep still remembers waking up to see the various overlords of Sothek fighting each other for the throne of the Dharma Emperor, but in the end, the position fell into his hands.
Just as Imhotep was brimming with confidence and intending to reshape the Necromancer of Space, the Silent King suddenly returned.

Imhotep has recently read a lot about human history: the Golden Age, the Iron Rebellion, the Great Crusade, the Great Rebellion, the War of the Beasts, the Apostolic Age. It was all a chaotic mess, with one thing after another taking the stage, ultimately leaving nothing but fragmentation.

Why is this?

Imhotep believed that the galaxy lacked true order.

He was determined to become that order, to let his will and logic control the entire galaxy, and to completely eliminate the chaos and disorder.

But he also knew that he wasn't the only one with this plan.
Every race has its own desired order, and every life has its own will.
These wills and these orders are bound to clash.
Imhotep doesn't believe his own order is necessarily the best; that doesn't make sense.

But he was determined to prove that his order was best served by war.
He sat upright aboard the Unrefusable Conquest, gazing at the cold stars, watching the points of light gradually appear on the star map.

That was a human force. Imotek's eyes gleamed with a faint green light as he stared intently at the point of light.

What a fast marching speed!
Imotek made no attempt to conceal his marching route this time; he intended to leverage the advantage of the Necromancer's lack of inertial engines to launch a straight-line assault on the Volian-Vash system, forcing humanity to consider how to counter his fierce and swift attack.

After all, Volian Vash's territory directly borders the Silent King's domain. No matter how they deploy their forces, they can only build one layer of defense at most. To strengthen their defenses, they would have to take the initiative and confront Imotek's army.
Thus, no matter how many routes humanity attacked from, Imhotep countered them all with full force from one route.

More importantly, humans could never completely kill Imhotep. If Imhotep wanted to, he could use the power of the inertialess engine to retreat directly back into the Tombstone Gate at any time.
But the single point of light on the screen triggered Imotek's logical mind to roar and begin operating.

That's too fast! How can human troops be this fast?
The speed at which this point of light was moving even surpassed that of a non-inertial engine. They didn't seem to be traveling in the material universe at all, but rather constantly making high-speed teleportations of ten light-years.
Holy crap, how is this possible?!
Imotek's logical mind roared as he calculated the energy required for this mode of travel—it was astronomical, technically impossible!

An arbitrary stargate? Imotek had seen information about this thing in intelligence reports.
His tomb engineers had unanimously agreed that it was at most some kind of subspace technology, but now it seems to be a technology entirely belonging to the material universe.
This was a serious strategic miscalculation, although it had not yet reached the point of affecting the overall war situation.

“A bunch of useless trash.” Imotek’s face darkened.

This is also one of Imhotep's weaknesses; most Emperors and Overlords have considerable knowledge of technology and science.
But Imotek did not.
The Fearless are a race that places extreme importance on social hierarchy, and Imotek, born during the Fearless era, was only slightly better off than the Outcasts. Even with his extreme efforts, he could only manage to get into the Sotek Command Vocational Technical University.
That school was merely a training ground for slave soldiers and officers for the Sothek dynasty; it didn't teach the Imotek any real knowledge.

In terms of academic qualifications, Imhotep couldn't even compare to that old madman Zandrek.
Zandreuk was born into an elite necromancer noble class and attended the most prestigious and renowned military academy in the entire Empire of the Fearful Dead.
Imhotep only revealed his talent on the battlefield, becoming a crowned general, and then, after the Great Awakening, seized power through a coup to become the French Emperor.
It was precisely because of this shortcoming that Imhotep had to rely on the judgment of gravediggers on some technical issues, but those gravediggers were not necessarily reliable. Imhotep began to miss the astrologer Eurycan.

Before the return of the Silent King, Orikan served as the court astrologer of the Sothek dynasty.

After cursing the Silent King in his heart, Imhotep casually summoned images transmitted by spies hidden in the pocket dimension, wanting to see the details of that human army.
Imotek saw a weathered flagship, its surface adorned with a weeping heart. Though repaired, the marks of past brutal battles were still evident. Behind this ship were more than ten brand-new vessels, following closely behind as they traversed the void.
Storm King quickly compared the data in the database and confirmed the identity of the human force.
The Lamenters of the Astartes Chapter
Decades ago, in order to protect the human planet located on the Kraken Hive fleet's marching route, they launched several desperate charges, almost resulting in their annihilation. Now, they have apparently received so-called Prototype replenishment, allowing them to regain their fighting strength.

As for the rumors in the archives that the chapter had extremely bad luck and misfortune among humans, Storm King simply ignored them.
His logic wouldn't accept such absurd superstitious rumors.

What really puzzled Imotek was that the Lamenters were hardly anything special among the many Astartes Chapters, so why was he chosen as the vanguard?

Moreover, their military strength was far too weak compared to Imhotep's large army, utterly insignificant.
“My lord, their troops are marching the wrong way.” At that moment, Augdovak, the overlord of Imotek, spoke up.

This overlord was also a commander of considerable skill, specializing in fleet warfare. He quickly deduced through observation that the Weeping Ones' fleet's marching route was flawed.
"Their flight path is slightly to the right, meaning they'll pass us by at a relatively close distance in the air, avoiding direct entry into either side's weapon range."

Overlord Augwalk drew a line on the star map and said:

"Damn it, are they planning to outflank us or attack from our rear? This is so absurd!"

"At such close range, we can easily detect their intentions. We only need to change course to easily destroy them. Could it be that they were just unlucky and took the wrong route?"

Ogwalk drew an arc, and as long as the Storm King's troops followed this arc to change course, they could easily circle around to the rear of the Weeping Ones and crush their forces in one blow.

Storm King nodded slightly in agreement. Indeed, they could easily devour the fish simply by changing course.
As Imhotep stared at the point of light, a powerful urge surged within him, a desire to crush this force known as the Weepers, to tear their ships apart, to destroy their bodies, to make them feel the cruelest side of fate, to let them experience the deepest misfortune in this galaxy.
He was almost about to give the order to change course and destroy the Weeping Ones.
But at the last moment, Imhotep suddenly regained consciousness, his metallic body trembling slightly.
Damn it, why did he have this inexplicable impulse?

Did he have any grudge against the mourners? No!
Is it militarily justifiable to change course and attack those who are wailing? No!

Changing course would leave Imotek's forces with a weak flank, exposing their vulnerabilities.
If the main human force were to use that strange technology called the Any Stargate to suddenly approach Imotec's forces, it would only put Imotec in danger.

Why would he do that? How could such an irrational thought come to him?
Even if the wailing person manages to get around to the flanks or rear, how much damage can they cause?

Did he expose his head to a tiger's mouth in order to swat a mosquito?
Storm King was immediately filled with terror.
The human race is somewhat wicked.

"Relay my order: maintain formation, and the entire army should disregard everything—"

The instant Imotek spoke, on the star map, the fleets on the left and right flanks of the Storm King's forces began to change course on their own without his orders, attempting to pursue the Weeping Ones.
"Nazar! Zhalang! What are those two bastards doing?!"

The fleets guarding the left and right flanks came from the vassal dynasties of Sekhmuthal and Arlinmark, under Imotek. The rulers of these two dynasties, Nazar and Zaran, had mobilized their troops to pursue the Weeping Ones without the Storm King's consent.

The overlord Augwalk was also somewhat stunned. He hurriedly sent out questions to the overlords of the two vassal dynasties.
The answer received was
“Nazar and Zhalang said they couldn’t help themselves.”

"Upon seeing the Weeping Ones' fleet, they couldn't help but want to rush up and beat them up, as if the Weeping Ones were cursed by the heavens."

(End of this chapter)