Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 314 Resurrection Failed, Defense Broken

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The Silent King did not reply.

It was their pursuit of immortality that led to their eternal loss of their souls.

But the first thing these Death-fearers did after pursuing souls and life was still to pursue immortality, knowing that the Death-fearer race would never change their self-destructive future.

"Lord Silent King, this is the agreement we have made!" A Dharma Emperor presented the agreement to control the colossal synaptic condenser to Slazar, leaving it to Slazar to decide. At the same time, it was also forcing others to abandon the agreement and reshuffle the deck. At the very least, if they could not gain control of the agreement themselves, then they could not allow others to gain control of the agreement.

Slavazaka hesitated for a moment.

He's thinking about it.

However, he made a decision very quickly.

After all, he didn't really care who the resurrection agreement belonged to; the only thing he cared about was the entire Fearful Death race.

"Trazyn!"

Slazar's gaze swept over the others, then fell upon Tarasin, who stood behind the crowd, seemingly hiding himself away. Tarasin was somewhat different from the other victors; he preferred to acquire things that were memorable and incredibly precious.

He always scoffed at other repetitive, disorderly, and meaningless things.

Talazin's treasury should contain a vast collection, not just of the Necromancer race, but also of other races. Slazark especially hopes that Talazin will bring out his collection of the Fearful Dead.

It is said that in Tarachin's endless corridors, he kept the bodies of the dead, some intact, and even their souls, but no one has ever entered his collection room, and this speculation cannot be verified.

"What do you think?"

Tarasin knew that the Silent King was asking him to make a statement.

Take out something that is close to the fear of death and use it to restore it.

To be honest, they weren't even sure if they could really resurrect the fearful dead of the past.

Because they are now a completely different race compared to the past.

Their bodies and their souls had long been devoured by the Star Gods. In the entire universe, there are very few space undead who still retain the bodies they had when they were the Fearless Ones.

Even the Endless One, Tarasim, was not spared.

Because they were deceived, they completely shattered the Star Gods as well; some Star Gods were even evaporated at the cosmic level.

The means of resurrecting humans require at least some medium: a person's skull from the past, a person's former body—these pieces of evidence of past existence—to reassemble them one by one.

However, they now have nothing left, essentially becoming a completely different race.

Seeing that no one had spoken, Slazard made his final statement, "Choose one!"

Is it possible to truly be resurrected?

It all depends on whether the chosen person can be resurrected.

"Let me do it, Lord Slazark!"

A nobleman from the space necromancer emerged from the corner. While the others were weighing their own interests, a space necromancer stepped forward and approached the Silent King.

He has lived for countless years. The intricate parts of his body have long since decayed. Over those countless years, he has lost all his emotions, leaving only a stream of data flowing through his cold body, resulting in an increasingly data-driven consciousness. He hasn't felt his own body in a long time.

He hadn't experienced the feeling of physical and spiritual existence for a long time.

My current state is like myself, or like a simulation of my past experiences by a sophisticated computer inside my body.

If you regain your physical body.

He is willing to pay any price.

He really didn't want to continue living like this anymore.

Everyone fears the power of the space undead, but only they know that the cold bones are devouring all their sanity. They are powerful, but they lack a future. They are just cold minerals created by the darkness buried by the universe. When the universe falls silent, they will fall silent with it.

Therefore, they are in pain, they are tormented.

As trillions of space necromancer spiders and scarabs continuously construct colossal structures, and thousands of dynasties await the resurgence of the necromancer dynasty.

Everyone was watching a space necromancer who had volunteered to enter the laboratory to perform reverse engineering.

For ordinary people, all that's left is stream-of-consciousness data.

Nobles, on the other hand, possess even more perfect physical attributes.

However, since nobles would not conduct experiments, and ordinary people were not worth sacrificing, it was necessary for the undead of nobles to enter the laboratory and voluntarily conduct experiments.

"Connect all the data!"

Space Necromancer Access Data.

Necromancers deftly connected the miniature computer, which was encased in the nobleman's data core, to the ten enormous synapse condensation machines.

hum!
First a light appeared, then a second, then a third.
As if continuously activated, all the colossal structures built by the Necromancers of space were able to operate.

The necromancer is currently playing his greatest role.

In their hands, these sophisticated technologies are transformed into surgical scalpels that save those who fear death.

On the data panel, key nodes that they have successfully activated keep appearing.

Moreover, each key node is illuminated.

The necromancer's data stream, swirling around him, began to appear on the nameless space necromancer noble, as if time had reversed.

Sixty million years ago, no, it should be data from over a hundred million years ago.

This is an enormous number. However, even if only one person is successfully resurrected, it is an incredibly important matter for them. It only means that it is difficult, not that they cannot do it.

So, when the accelerator particles, along with ten star-sized megastructures, began to operate.

At the edge of the entire galaxy, about six light-years in diameter, a large number of shimmering gravitational black holes suddenly appeared. It seemed that complete star gods were hidden in those black holes, providing them with a continuous source of energy.

not enough!

Still not enough!

"Continue to increase the power and operate at overclock!"

They did not resurrect ordinary people, but the Fearful Ones, a race whose bodies and souls were extremely perfect even in their time.

They are trying to revive data from tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years ago.

However, those particles had already decayed and disappeared tens of millions of years ago, breaking down into even weaker particles.

Therefore, it is more difficult.

Accompanied by the use of high power.

They thought their colossal machine was sufficient, and they had even made all the necessary preparations before and after, to crown the newly resurrected fearful dead as hope.

However, this is accompanied by the operation of the system.

The data possessed by this fearful of death was constantly being retrieved. The metallic particles of those space undead were constantly returning, allowing him to relive the most painful memories of when he had just obtained living metal and was tortured.

However, his body did not return to normal.

"Hang in there a little longer, it'll be almost time for you to be resurrected!"

almost
Although this nobleman has not yet regained his former body, they seem to have seen hope and continue to increase the energy they extract. The star gods hidden in the black hole emit sharp sonic booms, and the pain of being squeezed makes them wail incessantly.

"Eighty million years ago!"

Ninety million years ago!

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Over time.

The nobleman's body appeared to be convulsing violently.

The bodies of the fearful dead that they had hoped to see seemed to be appearing.

"It seems...it seems a body has appeared!"

"!!!"

"It really is the body!"

The body of the deceased was constantly recovering.

They are constantly appearing in the real universe.

Their bodies were once destroyed by the toxic sun that turned the star into a toxic sun. As long as they were fearful of death, they had to endure countless ailments. But now they desperately missed their bodies, wishing they could experience them again.

"Done?"

Those emperors and overlords who were fighting at this moment had forgotten to continue fighting with others; all that remained in their eyes was the urgent pursuit of hope.

Even some powerful figures have already begun to suppress their restless hearts.

However, the necromancers discovered something unusual.

This thing is not a physical body.

This is the precursor to Living Metal, and as the deduction continues, they may be able to resurrect beings that surpass the War of Heaven, and even create a chaotic world in the warp.

"stop!"

"Can't stop!"

"It needs to be destroyed!"

It was a strange metallic creature.

It will be rapidly assimilated by any metal or metal-like substance in its surroundings, and this process is absolutely irreversible.

Within the living metal, there seemed to be something that even they could not perceive.

Slazark discovered the problem with this thing the moment the necromancer noticed something was wrong.

A small black hole appeared on the nobleman.

Then, in an instant, it was thrown hundreds of light-years away into interstellar space.

Above a planet being invaded by chaos.

Suddenly, a phenomenon resembling the annihilation of a black hole erupted.

Something resembling black threads exploded from the black hole overhead and was instantly captured by it. The surrounding chaotic warships, and even the ground, were all affected by the gravitational pull of the black hole and converged towards its center.

silence!

All the dead remained silent.

They saw it just a moment ago.

Living Metal was provided by the Star God, who not only destroyed their souls but also transformed their physical bodies into something governed by certain physical laws. Anyone who tries to unlock the limitations of Living Metal will likely destroy the entire Necromancer Kingdom of Space in an instant, and irreversibly so.

(End of this chapter)