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Chapter 619 Storm King: This is never what I wanted
“Ryan, my second most boring brother, my dear eldest brother, do you seem to need a little help?”

The blasphemous and obscene voice came from the void, and a straight sword burning with flames pierced down from above the Sun Devourer, gliding gently across its body like water.

The black light, powerful enough to devour the energy of stars, was ignited by the flames on the sword, as if the flames were not physical entities or energy, but some kind of non-material spiritual existence.

The moment it was touched by the flames, the Sun Devourer seemed to feel immense pain, struggling and writhing its massive body as black light shot out in all directions.

A massive tail, resembling a snake, a sea eel, and a worm, coiled and fell into the net, allowing Imotek to see the figure wielding a flaming longsword.

It was a being that was half-human and half-snake, like a demon. Its lower body was a full tail covered with delicate scales and long fins, constantly dripping with some translucent mucus.
The area that originally corresponded to the cloaca on the snake's body had been ripped open, torn into eight pieces, and adorned with shimmering metal rings, forming an eight-pointed star that exposed the pinkish flesh within. Inlaid on this flesh were gleaming gold markings representing slugs, with pinkish-green gems shimmering within.
His upper body was even longer and more slender, like that of a delicate woman, clad in dark gold armor inlaid with jewels, with four long arms outstretched, each holding a curved long blade, a flaming straight sword, and a long whip.
His face was long, pale, and distorted, hidden beneath strands of white, green, and purple hair, clearly showing signs of excessive indulgence and emaciation. His once beautiful features were twisted by this sense of depravity, becoming extremely cold and sinister.

Upon seeing this, Imotec's logical mind couldn't help but activate slightly.
He found the pose strange; half-human, half-snake, but humans only have two arms, while snakes have no arms. Why does this half-human, half-snake form have four arms?
Imhotep suddenly remembered that snakes seemed to have two reproductive guns.
At the same time, Imhotep also identified the demon whose arm was made of a genital gun.
Forgrim, the Slaanesh Primarch of humanity, the third son of the Lord of Man who betrayed his cause. Or should it be "son"?
As if sensing Imhotep's gaze, Forgrim's gaunt, cold face slowly shifted, turning towards the direction of the Storm King.

His serpentine eyes gently fell upon Imotek, and a soft, almost feminine smile appeared on his lips.
In that instant, Storm King seemed to see another face superimposed on Forgrim's face.

That face was neither male nor female, seemingly a fusion of different levels of beauty on a single face, yet it exuded a chilling lewdness and a horrifying depravity.
He was like a snake, like a fish, like a worm, like a goddess, like a prince, like a prostitute, like a male prostitute.
The instant he saw that face, Imhotep was horrified to find a warm current, a thirst, and an intense pleasure surging through his body.
Not only Imhotep, but also the lion Ryan Aljonsen sensed something was wrong.

“My dear lion, you…” Fogrim looked Ryan up and down: “You were even more handsome ten thousand years ago, but now you have a more mature charm that makes you even more alluring.”

Would you be willing to have a brotherly exchange between us?

Ryan frowned at Fogrem's words, his gaze fixed on Fogrem's gaunt face.

"You're not that traitor Fugrim, you are..."

“Of course I am Fugrim, brother.”

Fugrim let out a lewd laugh, blasphemous and eerie:
"It's just that this time, 'He' has a slightly larger presence in Fugrim."

"Just to be on the safe side, to prevent any unexpected problems."

"If something happens to His beloved ally, that annoying Inard will come out again."

As she spoke, Forgrim glanced at the fleet of space necromancers, took a small step forward, opened her throat, and let out a sharp cry.

The cry echoed throughout the subspace, like a foul-smelling slime covering every corner it could reach.
Desire, thirst, pain, pleasure, joy—these emotions began to spread in an instant.

The space undead were horrified to discover that they had actually developed desires, love, and pleasure.

Even the ships around them started to mate.
The space undead even began to sense that their fellow undead, the undead constructs, and the ships themselves all wanted to strengthen themselves.
But this feeling did not bring them a sense of fulfillment; instead, it brought them a stronger and more unbearable emptiness.

Imotek's expression suddenly turned to terror; he once again felt a surge of lucidity because he was a space necromancer.
If I had the capacity to generate desire, if I had a soul, I would probably have been completely consumed by lust in that very instant.
Imhotep couldn't understand what that thing that seemed to be Forgrim was, but he could figure it out using the simplest logic.

That was an extremely terrifying and dangerous thing; it should never be encountered as an enemy.
Storm King quickly assessed the situation and immediately issued an order for his troops to withdraw from the network tunnels as quickly as possible.

Imotek even felt that the net itself was beginning to transform into some kind of lustful creature, trying to devour them.

Run!! We must run away immediately!!!
Imotek didn't even dare to look at that being again, and could only pray that the Sun Eater would destroy it, or at least block it.

The inertial-free engine once again proved its worth.
Imhotep's fleet accelerated directly to faster-than-light speed in the material universe. In the blink of an eye, Imhotep had withdrawn his forces to a space far from the star system where Tombstone Gate was located.

As the lust within him gradually subsided, Imotec breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Imhotep gave a bitter smile.

He found himself cornered.
The armies of his two vassal dynasties had been almost completely wiped out by the human fleet.

His own central army also suffered some damage.

The tombstone gates that allowed retreat outside the Exorcist's Dead Zone were also blocked, and the Silent King, raised by the Deceiver, never allowed Imotek to establish a base within the Exorcist's Dead Zone.
His remaining forces were insufficient to launch another offensive against humanity.
Imotek was actually trapped in the Exorcist's Domain, with nowhere else to go and no idea what to do.

Based on Imhotep's understanding of the Silent King, that damned bastard would most likely eliminate Imhotep, who was no longer of any use.
and many more?

Imhotep suddenly paused, realizing he seemed to have fallen into a mental trap.
Is the human empire his only enemy?
Isn't the Silent King his enemy?

In a daze, he remembered that he wasn't without options; there was still something he could do.
Sindus Galaxy
Imhotep looked at the star map, at the Sindu system at the center of the Exorcism Dead Zone, and recalled Zandrek's words.
In the Sindu Galaxy lies a world engine, the core of the Exorcism Zone, and the hope for the future of the undead in the eyes of the Silent King.
Furthermore, Zandreik also hinted at Imhotep.

If Imotek attacks the Sindu system, he will switch sides and cooperate with Imotek in attacking the Sindu system.

Imotek could also attack the Sindu system and deliver a fatal blow to the Silent King.
"Old madman! So he'd already sworn in to humanity!" Imotek let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Only now did he suddenly realize that he, who prided himself on controlling the battlefield with rigorous logic, had actually been controlled by others.
From the very beginning, the giant hand behind humanity left him no other options. He was inevitably forced to this point and had no choice but to follow the pre-planned path to attack the Sindu system.

Imotek gently shook his head.

Even if he realizes the manipulation behind humanity, what can he do?

His logical thinking concluded that this was the best choice.

But Imotek felt unwilling to give up.

Even if he attacks the Sindu system and defeats the Silent King, what will the final result be?

How will he fight against the human fleet?

Storm King stared intently at the star map. After a moment, he let out a soft breath and shook his head with a hint of helplessness.

"Advance, Sindu Galaxy."

Imhotep gave orders to his remaining troops.
It was under the control of the one behind humanity that Imotec, though losing its flanks, managed to preserve most of its elite central army.
If Zandreik's forces are included, they would be enough to breach the Sindu system and confront the world engines within it.
Moments after he changed course, Imhotep received a domineering communication.

The communication device, using its privileged access, forcibly seized Storm King's communication channel and appeared before Imotek.

The Council of the Three Saints appeared before Imotek.

The Silent King stood on his throne, his cold, fiery eyes fixed on Imhotep.

Imotek sensed a chilling killing intent and threat emanating from him.

But looking at the Silent King's expression, Imotec felt a little like laughing.
He remembered that he was once a person who feared death.

Some commoner girls would deliberately surround noblemen, who would then reach out and touch the girls' sensitive areas. The girls would often just smile, and some would even actively reciprocate.

However, if a commoner man touches a commoner girl's non-sensitive area, even if it is by accident, some girls will immediately let out a sharp scream and angrily curse the commoner man. If a lowly person touches the area, even if it is just a little bit of skin, they will severely whip the lowly person.

The Silent King's expression at this moment was like that of a commoner girl whose sensitive area had been touched by a lowly person, so angry that she wanted to immediately whip the Storm King, this rebellious scoundrel.

"What do you want to do, Imhotep!"

Hapsaras the Radiant spoke on behalf of the Silent King, questioning the Storm King:
"How dare you march into the Sindu system! Do you intend to betray the entire space undead race?!"

The Storm King couldn't help but laugh when he saw the puppet breathing on him.

He had actually been waiting for this moment for a long time; he had prepared a message long ago to say to the Silent King.
This was never what I wanted.

(End of this chapter)