Eternal Night

Chapter 582 Conversation
The Necromancers of the Space did indeed defeat the Star Gods who enslaved them, but that was achieved through a sudden burst of power, ambushes, and conspiracies in the early stages. In the mid-stages, they relied on the numerous technological creations taught to them by the Star Gods and their familiarity with them. In the late stages, they used the fragments of the Star Gods they had imprisoned after defeating them as weapons, along with their rebirth agreement, which meant they were no longer considered living beings. They fought a war of attrition to finally shatter, seal, and suppress the entire Star God horde.

This battle was by no means easy. As someone who experienced it firsthand, Imotek Stormlord knew very well that their ability to defeat the Star God was due to a combination of factors, including luck, coincidence, and a mysterious force.

The higher-ups of the Necromancers had discussed this in secret. Although there was no clear evidence, they suspected that the forces of the warp were involved in the war against the Stargods and were helping the Necromancers on multiple levels. That force existed in the shadows, occurred naturally, and was elusive. Only by piecing together information about the entire war against the Stargods, like individual pieces of a puzzle, could they discover the most subtle clues.

Therefore, Imotek Stormlord is very, very, very aware of just how terrifying the Star Gods are!
That is the embodiment of the laws of matter, the agent of the laws of the universe!
And now, this humanoid life form gave Imotek Stormlord that feeling—a power that completely transcended the limits of life in the material world. If it weren't for the psionic energy of the warp, only the Star Gods in this world could achieve this!

As for psionic energy... how could the Necromancers of space, as the mortal enemies of the Old Ones, not be able to distinguish between psionic energy and other forms of energy?

At this moment, Imotek Stormlord was completely stunned. Its simulated intelligence had been activated to the extreme, and its body was frantically trying to move. Whether it was picking up a weapon to defend itself or doing something else, it absolutely could not sit idly by and wait for its death!
However, its activated metallic body couldn't even move. Some special force, which it couldn't understand and wasn't a subspace force, enveloped and intimidated it, making not only its metallic body unable to move, but even its simulated intelligence slow and sluggish...

Are you kidding me?! It's not a mortal being, so why are its metallic body and simulated intelligence affected?!

Wu Pifu soared into the sky and slashed at Imotec Stormlord, but Imotec Stormlord remained motionless, standing as still as a mountain, its spirit calm and unwavering, allowing Wu Pifu's attack to proceed without any defense.

Seeing this, Wu Pifu was also full of praise. He slashed out with his sword, the blade almost grazing the top of Imotek Stormlord's head. With one slash, a V-shaped hole in the clouds appeared behind Imotek Stormlord, stretching for thousands of miles. Not only the people on the planet could clearly see this, but all the spaceships fighting in outer space could also see it clearly.

This forging world itself was covered by thick clouds. Industrial exhaust fumes, combined with the planet's own environment, kept those thick clouds perpetually covered. But at this moment, half of the planet's clouds were cleaved open, revealing a huge band of light.

After unleashing a single slash, Wu Pifu ceased its attack and instead stood before Imotek Stormlord, looking down at it and saying, "As expected of a being with the title of King, this disregard for life and death alone is remarkable... So, can we talk now?"

Imotek Stormlord: "?"

Just as the man and the robot were staring at each other, Imotek Stormlord's upward thrust finally ran out, and he began to plummet to the ground, with Wu Pifu following closely behind.

With a deafening explosion, Imotek Stormlord slammed into the ground. Wu Pifu then pulled it out by the head and asked a second time, "So, can we talk now?"

Imotek Stormlord: "?"

The two stared at each other for a while. Wu Pifu waited for more than ten seconds before sighing and saying, "As expected, you have a fierce temperament. I've heard that you space undead have a rebirth agreement, meaning you can be resurrected after death. So, I'll now..."

"Wait a moment!"

Imotek Stormlord shuddered and immediately asked, "You've come to talk to me?"

Wu Pifu said with surprise, "I've heard that you undead are very arrogant and regard non-undead as trash. So you can't talk to each other at all unless we fight you and beat you into submission. Only then will you speak human language, or... if I come to you and talk to you, will you talk to me?"

There's really no way to refute Imotek Stormlord.

To put it bluntly, the Necromancers in space, who simulated the intelligence of the Fearless Era, were actually frozen in place the moment they were transformed. They are a race that is both arrogant and insecure. If they are really as Wu Pifu described, then the only decision they would make would be to blast Wu Pifu to smithereens, and they would never have any conversation with him.

Wu Pifu then asked, "So what's the situation now? Do I need to kill this body of yours, and then kill you a few more times after you're reborn?"

"no, I'm fine!"

Imotek Stormlord immediately shouted, "I can talk, I can coexist peacefully, absolutely!"

Strangely enough, even though it was a simulated intelligence, Imotek Stormlord knew that once he was killed, he would never be able to regenerate. The being in front of him, who seemed to be a humanoid star god, possessed this ability to distort the laws of physics.

Wu Pifu looked at Imotek Stormlord with a puzzled expression for a long time. His super brain emotional perception could not work on the undead. They were all suspected to be non-living beings, but rather the kind of real robots.

Even so, Wu Pifu put down Imotek Stormlord and said, "I want matter folding warp technology..."

"Good good."

Imotek Stormlord immediately replied, "I will immediately dispatch a technical adjutant to deliver this technology to you. Is there anything else you need?"

Wu Pifu looked at Imotek Stormlord with a face full of doubt and said, "Are you kidding me? You're going to let me release you and then hide and pretend to be dead?"

Imotek Stormlord opened his mouth to refute, but for a moment he was speechless. It wasn't deception; he genuinely intended to give away the matter folding technology. This thing actually had little value to the race being given it, because it was a technology adapted to the undead metal bodies of space creatures. If other races used it, they would be crushed into mincemeat. And it was just technology; once it was given away, that was that.

But it really intends to hide; it's not playing dead, it just genuinely wants to hide...

Wu Pifu said knowingly, "So just saying you'll provide the technology isn't enough."

Imotek Stormlord remained silent for a long while before saying, "How about I give you the actual thing? A spaceship that can be modified to be piloted by humanoid beings, equipped with matter folding and warp capabilities, or you can just make up any other requests you have."

Wu Pifu was speechless. He said seriously, "I'm here to talk, to make a deal with you, not to rob or steal. You need to understand that."

Imotek Stormlord remained silent.

Wu Pifu shook his head and said, "Then let's get down to business... Do you want a soul?"

Imotek Stormlord remained silent.

Wu Pifu suddenly felt a headache coming on. Although he was certain that Imotek Stormlord really intended to give him a spaceship capable of traveling faster than light, he couldn't guarantee that the Necromancer wouldn't tamper with the spaceship. After all, his emotional perception couldn't be applied to these mechanical entities. At the same time, he genuinely wanted to make this deal with the Necromancer, since he needed more help in his upcoming battles.

Wu Pifu immediately took out the Whispering Skull, intending to contact the owner of the Death Amusement Park, the one with whom he had made a soul contract.

As Wu Pifu activated the contract within his soul, a deep voice, one that immediately evoked the essence of death, rang out: "Ha, my benefactor, you've finally deigned to contact me."

"What?"

Wu Pifu asked with a completely bewildered expression.

The voice of death said, "Thanks to you, I have obtained a massive amount of high-quality souls. Since these were not obtained through the Death Amusement Park, they are essentially mine, mine..."

The deathly voice seemed to have run out of words. Wu Pifu thought for a moment and said, "Your side job?"

"Yes! My side job!"

The voice of death said with satisfaction, "So I advanced, and the Death Playground also advanced, and twice in a row! This greatly enhanced my self-defense capabilities and greatly improved my freedom. Now it's time for me to fulfill the contract. What information do you want to know?"

Wu Pifu pointed at Imotek Stormlord and asked, "How do we restore its soul?"

As soon as the words were spoken, two gray beams shot out from the Whispering Skull's pupils. These beams shone on Imotek Stormlord. Imotek Stormlord wanted to dodge, but after glancing at Wu Pifu, it suppressed its unease and stood still.

The beam of light shone for a moment, then the voice of death pondered for a moment and said, "This is somewhat difficult. The souls of this race have all been devoured. What they are now are merely intelligent simulations of the original souls. However, as time goes by, their intelligent simulations will gradually become chaotic. This is not simply a programming error, but rather, without the anchor of a soul, the simulated emotions and intellect will gradually collapse..."

Imotek Stormlord's mind was stirred; its original intention of merely stalling and then quickly hiding had changed.

This is indeed the biggest problem facing the space necromancers. They seem to have achieved mechanical immortality, but in reality, they are gradually dying out over time, without offspring or continuation, and their demise is absolutely inevitable.

This is why, after the battle in Heaven, almost all the undead in space fell into an endless slumber.

Wu Pifu asked, "Is there no other way?"

The voice of death chuckled and said, "I might not have been able to do it before, but now I have advanced twice. In essence, I have already occupied at least one ten-thousandth of the essence of death. So I can solve it, but I need souls, a large number of them, a vast number of them, pure souls that have been erased of consciousness, memory, and intellect!"

"With these souls, I can reverse the causal relationship of time and space, and reshape their original souls according to their imprints!"

Wu Pifu looked at Imotec Stormlord, and Imotec Stormlord also looked at Wu Pifu. Then, the two of them said the same word in unison.

"Subspace!"

(End of this chapter)