I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 620 I am not a human emperor!

"This is never what I wanted."

"I never intended to send my fleet to attack."

A hint of melancholy crept into Imotec's voice as he silently activated the interdimensional quantum communication between the undead, transmitting his message to every dynasty.
"Together we ended the brutal war in Heaven."

But you betrayed me.

"They betrayed all of us space necromancers."

“You listened to the slander of the gods and lied to your people.”

"The space necromancer has only one chance to be resurrected."

"If you can't catch it."

"Then let me do it."

"Let the war begin."

"From the sky of the Sindus Galaxy to the edge of the Milky Way."

"Let the sea of stars boil."

"Let the stars fall."

"Even if I lose my last drop of coolant."

"I also want to see the space necromancers liberated once again."

“If I cannot save it from your failure, King of Silence.”

"Then let the Ghost Exorcism Dead Zone burn!"

Imotek's words swirled in the super-distance quantum communication, reaching the ears of every dynasty, every emperor, and every overlord.

"By the grace of Doraemon, when did Storm King become so talented!"

"That talent is a cowardly death-headed idiot; it's a rip-off of Horus."

Who is Horus?

“I have a copy of ‘A Short History of Humankind’ here. I think you should buy it.”

"Isn't it supposed to be concise? Why is it so thick? Who is the author? Shemerhe? That makes sense."

In the Council of the Three Saints, the Silent King was initially taken aback by Imhotep's series of remarks, but then, relying on his knowledge, he quickly understood the source of Imhotep's words.

Imotec compared himself to Horus, which means he was comparing the Silent King to that mummy who played with witchcraft.
The Silent King has always looked down on emperors.
"Fine!" Hapsarast the Radiant roared, "Imothek! How dare you! Do you want to be Horus of the Necromancers of the cosmos?"

"But let me tell you, don't forget, the great Silent King Szalak is not the emperor of mankind. He has been the Silent King for 60 million years, traversing the galaxy, fighting against the ancient holy town spirit race, the Shattered Star God Heaven, and is an iron-boned, hard undead."

"The battles you, Imotec, fought, the Silent King fought too! The battles you, Imotec, didn't fight, the Silent King still fought!"

"Back in the War of Heaven, the Silent King was burned by the Burner for seven days and seven nights without ever being afraid. How could you possibly burn him?!"

After a furious outburst, the Triune Council angrily hung up the communication, not giving Imhotep a chance to continue speaking.

The Silent King's scepter trembled slightly, and a star map appeared.

Almost simultaneously, the human Blood Angels fleet and the Ultra Warriors fleet also began to change course, heading straight for the Sindu system.

The Silent King remained calm. He had a large fleet stationed in the Sindu system, including a World Engine. The commander of this powerful force was...
General Zanderik
The King of Silence's eyes flickered slightly for a few moments.
Although Zandreik is a madman, his command abilities are not to be underestimated; he is capable of effectively utilizing that powerful army to resist the invasion of the Storm King and the humans.

The only problem is that Zandreik once served the Storm King.
However, Zandrek's memory module malfunctioned, causing him to mistakenly believe he was still in the midst of the Fearless's secessionary war. This old general detested the Fearless's division and was fiercely loyal to the Fearless Star Empire.
Therefore, the Silent King did not believe that the old madman would betray them, and given the current situation, there was no time to change generals on the spot. However, the Silent King still intended to test Zandrek to prevent the madman from acting irrationally due to his mental instability.

The communication was established, and Zandrek appeared before the Silent King.
The old general sat behind a small table, enjoying his afternoon tea, warm tea trickling down his empty ribs and spilling onto the floor. As eccentric as ever, Zandreuk...
"General Zandrek the Crowned, your former Emperor Storm King Imotek has betrayed you and is marching towards the Sindu system," said Hapsarast the Radiant.
But before he could finish speaking, Zanderik interrupted him.

"I have no Emperor in my heart, only the unification of the Necromancer Empire in the Space."

Zanderek spoke coldly:
“I hate any separatist, and I will not allow any separatist to divide our race.”

Zandrek's words pleased the Silent King, and the Radiant Hapsalaster spoke on his behalf: "Then go and punish the separatists! Zandrek, the Silent King grants you permission to use those forbidden weapons."

Zandreuk's eyes flickered slightly. The Necromancers of the Space actually possessed a large number of dangerous weapons, but these weapons did not conform to the Necromancers' war etiquette and, like the Death Mark, were almost never used by dignified Necromancer commanders.

“I will crush those shameful separatists who have abandoned their dignity.”

Zander said in a cold tone.

The Silent King nodded in satisfaction, and then the communication was disconnected.

Zandreuk put down his teacup and looked at the lord, commander, and undead warriors who were ready in front of him.

"The shameless separatist King Silent Szalak is trying to make our race kill each other in a way that is completely contrary to the 'Noble Warfare Etiquette of the Necromancers in Space'."

"Just as I did 60 million years ago, all I give to the separatists is destruction and anger."

"In the name of Doraemon, let's take action!"

The World Engine, one of the most massive war machines of the Necromancers, is a planet-sized warship.

Its weaponry is so powerful, its armor so thick, and its internal structure so complex that a single warship is equivalent to an entire fleet. To operate such a massive vessel, the Necromancers must rely on fragments of the Star God as the core and energy source of this planetary warship.
Beneath the living metal shell, countless rooms, structures, and corridors are engaged in a chaotic series of movements around the Star God fragment, while within these rooms, intricate interweaving, overlapping, and merging occur towards the embedded pocket dimensions.

This was at the request of Xerath the Enlightened, the creator of the necromantic transformation technology. He seemed extremely worried about his laboratory being discovered and located, so he used this chaotic system to keep his location constantly shifting erratically.

But Xerath himself didn't really know why he did it.
He only had a vague premonition, as if he saw a red and pink wooden door appear behind him. This premonition swirled in Xerath's mind like a nightmare.

A voice told him that by doing this, making his position completely random, he could avoid the nightmare and ensure his safety.

Xerath didn't know whose voice it was, where it came from, what its purpose was, or why it was in his ear.

He didn't even find the appearance of the voice strange at all, and calmly accepted its presence.

The voice described to him a space of infinite energy, where chaotic energy tides surged and churned, and from this turbulent energy were countless sublime beings born.
That was a more perfect form than the necromantic body of space that Xerath had created himself; it was an existence composed of pure energy, similar to a Celestial God, yet different from one.
That space of infinite energy is the High Heavens, from which the Old Ones once drew power, and Xerath can certainly do the same.

He can seize its power and use its infinite energy to transform himself into pure light.
Yes, Xerath, you can become light.

The voice whispered in Xerath's ear, almost biting into Xerath's hearing module.

"Yes, I, Xerath, can become light."

Xerath muttered to himself, gazing at the array of black stones before him. He felt inspiration sprouting in his logical mind like mushrooms after a rain, his long, slender metal fingers moving rapidly, adjusting the flow of energy between the black stones.

He gradually felt the brilliance of technology shimmering at his fingertips; he understood what he was creating.
He will invent a chaining technique that can transmit the polarity of the black stones in all directions along the array.

In other words, once this technology is complete, Xerath will only need to reverse the polarity of one of the black stones in the Blackrock Array to transform the entire array from suppressing the warp to amplifying it. Furthermore, Xerath can use this to guide the energy torrents of the warp, directing them anywhere.
More importantly, this technology relies on the properties of the Blackstone itself to operate. Not only the Blackstones that the Silent King placed in the Exorcising Dead Zone and the galaxy, but also the Blackstone obelisks that the Void Dragon buried among the stars 60 million years ago and have been forgotten by all living beings can be activated and controlled by Xerath.

Xerath felt he stood on the path to ascension, just one step away. Once he completed the technique before him, he could use the Silent King's hands to pave the ladder for himself to become light.
“Congratulations!” a sharp, cunning voice said in Xerath’s ear.

"Congratulations!" a voice that sounded like a bird chirping said in Xerath's ear.

“Congratulations!” a blood-stained voice whispered in Xerath’s ear.

Xerath felt his logical mind working faster, more rapidly, and more clearly than ever before; inspiration mushrooms sprouted one by one, gradually constructing the technology he held in his hands.

Boom! ! ! !
At that moment, the world engine suddenly trembled.
Xerath snapped out of his reverie and looked around in astonishment.

"The world engine has been attacked?"

"Who did it?"

Xerath looked beyond the light screen and discovered that the Necromancer fleet from the Sindu system was launching an attack on the World Engine itself.
That was the fleet directly under Zandreuk's command?
(End of this chapter)