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Chapter 217 Taking Tarahim as a Subordinate

The Imperial Guard dungeon is located beneath the palace.

It is the safest and most heavily guarded place on Terra.
Each cell's lock is crafted using cutting-edge technology and mysterious runes, making it indestructible.

It can not only defend against physical attacks, but also be immune to psionic spells.

Even during the Horus Rebellion, the rebels never entered this area.

The guards responsible for watching over the prison were the Shield Guard Company, which was called the 'Shadow Prison'.

Every prison warden was a veteran of the Imperial Guard.

Only through sufficient trials and killings can one qualify to become a Shadow Prison Warden.

The captain of the shield guards who led the Shadow Prison was called the warden, a permanent title with a high status, second only to the commander of the Imperial Guard.

Only the most severe, fearless, and vigilant prison guards can serve as wardens.

The current person in charge of this role is the Shield Guard Company Commander – Borsa Sersk.

Borza has served as warden for a century and a half, faithfully guarding the evil artifacts and prisoners.

Ensure they cannot escape and pose a threat to humans.

Borsa personally received Qin Yun and led him to the prison of the Endless One, Tarasim.

The prison walls were made of massive black stones, making them incredibly sturdy.

Tarahim attempted to escape as soon as he was imprisoned.
Without a doubt, he failed.

Dungeons, capable of imprisoning many indescribable things, naturally possess unique characteristics, capable of suppressing all warp magic and technological means.

Even the undead overlord couldn't escape from prison so easily.

Tarachin still wore a restraint collar around his neck.

The existence of this device trapped his consciousness inside the metal body, while his body was imprisoned in the Imperial Guard's cell.

If nothing unexpected happens,

He will be imprisoned until Terra falls and the empire is destroyed.

After being imprisoned, Tarahim remained silent.

Because he disdained communicating with those lowly monkeys.

He believed deep down that humans had no way to defeat him.

If humans don't kill him, he can stay like this indefinitely.

When the human empire is destroyed, then walk out of here gracefully.

After the biological transformation, time lost its meaning for Taracin.

He will live until the day the human empire is destroyed.

If we kill him, his consciousness will be freed, allowing him to escape by transferring his consciousness.

When Qin Yun appeared, Tarahin maintained his arrogant demeanor as always.
Until Xiling appeared in front of him,
"This can't be real? This can't be real?"

Tarachin screamed and instinctively hid in the corner.

Desperately trying to distance himself from Xiling,

The mighty overlord of the undead was frightened like a child.

"He seems very afraid of me?"

Xiling tilted her head, looking at Tarasin inside the cell with curiosity in her eyes.

Qin Yun smiled, walked up to Tarachin, and looked down at this proud space necromancer overlord.

"Of course he's afraid of you; in a sense, you're his master."

The fearers of death waged war out of jealousy of the long lives of the ancient saints.
In the first war, the Death-Fearers were utterly defeated by the Ancient Saints.

Later, with the help of the Star Gods, and by utilizing the technology provided by the Star Gods, they were able to confront the Ancient Saints head-on and even win the final victory.

Of course, those who fear death also pay a heavy price.
Deceived by the star gods, they lost their bodies and souls.

They became slaves of the Star Gods.

After winning the War of Heaven, they betrayed the Star God under the leadership of the Silent King.

Using a variety of powerful weapons, they shattered all the surviving Star Gods into pieces.

The Star Gods and the Fearful Death Clan are now locked in a life-or-death struggle.

Tarachin was quite mentally strong for not being so terrified by seeing a complete Star God.

After all, he had truly experienced the years ruled by the Star Gods and had come into close contact with them, knowing how terrifying this race was.

"The Star God is not our master."

Tarasin huddled in the corner, his gaze toward Xiling filled with both fear and hatred.

"If you say it's not, then it's not. There's no point in arguing about this kind of issue."

Qin Yun did not waste time arguing with Tarachin on this issue.

"who are you?"

Tarasin looked at Qin Yun,
He could tell that the young star god regarded this human as his master.

This is so absurd it's unacceptable.

Even a star god that has not yet fully matured cannot be tamed by humans.
Unless, this guy isn't human at all.

"I am just an ordinary person blessed by the emperor."

Tarasin wanted to roll his eyes at Qin Yun's answer, but unfortunately he couldn't.

To become the master of a star god, one cannot be an ordinary person.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Tarasin stared intently at Qin Yun.

"I just wanted to come and see you," Qin Yun said, "and incidentally, to make you my advisor."

“A scholar who has lived since the War of Heaven is of immeasurable value and can certainly provide me with a lot of useful advice.”

Tarasin scoffed, "Even if you kill me, I will not submit to a monkey."

His words triggered murderous intent in the accompanying imperial guards, including Borsa.
They gripped their halberds tightly.
He pondered whether the torture instruments used to torment iron men could be used on this undead overlord.

Qin Yun wasn't angry. He shrugged and continued, "You don't need to rush to make a decision. I have plenty of time."

Tarachin realized the other person wasn't joking. "What exactly do you want from me?"

Qin Yun thought for a moment before answering Tarasin.

"everything."

"The Fearful Ones once possessed a brilliant civilization, and with the help of the Star God, they developed countless terrifying technologies."

Tarasin's eyes widened.

"You want to obtain the technology of the Fearful Death race?"

"Yes," Qin Yun said frankly.

"I will not serve you, nor will I help you obtain our tribe's technology. Just give up on that idea," Tarasin said again, refusing.

“Tarasin, you’re not my only partner. You should know there are fragments of the Void Dragon beneath Mars, right?” Qin Yun looked at Tarasin. “A partner could be you, or it could be it.”

Talasi laughed. "The Void Dragon will only eat you; it will not bow to any being."

“I don’t need it to bow down, I only need its knowledge and wisdom. I can make a deal with it, for example, the destruction of a certain dynasty.” Qin Yun grinned and laughed, “It definitely wants revenge, and I can help it take its revenge.”

"It has been imprisoned for tens of millions of years. Can you guess how much hatred it harbors towards you?"

"With just a little knowledge, it can see you heading towards destruction, and I think it would be more than happy to do so."

Upon hearing this, Tarasin reacted as if he had heard a joke.

"You want to challenge those ancient dynasties? That's just overestimating yourself."

"Once the various dynasties realize the threat posed by humanity, they will unite to destroy the human empire."

"The technology we possess is beyond human imagination."

Qin Yun gestured for Xiling to take a step forward.
"Your technology was mysterious and incomprehensible to humans of the past."

"But for humanity now, they are all flaws. Otherwise, why do you think you lost so quickly? A star god was helping us."

Tarachin was speechless.
A fully-fledged Star God on humanity's side could indeed offset the technological advantage of the Fearful Death race.

In this way, many dynasties may not necessarily have an advantage when facing human empires.

Most importantly, humans can give birth and reproduce.
The Fearful Ones have lost their ability to reproduce.
Once war becomes a war of attrition, those who fear death will undoubtedly be defeated.

Seeing that Taracin was wavering, Qin Yun pressed his advantage, "As long as you are willing to become my advisor, you can continue to complete your museum project."

"When the human empire rises, you will not only be able to collect the galaxy, but in the future, you will even be able to collect the treasures of the entire universe and plunder the relics of those ancient races."

"Is a galaxy not enough to satisfy your ambition?" Tarachin was shocked by the other's arrogance and greed.

"This is just a vision for the future," Qin Yun said. "Besides, even if humanity wanted to stop, it might not be able to."

“We all know that the Tyranids come from beyond the galaxy. Aren’t you curious about the void outside?” “You should know that our galaxy is just an insignificant corner of the universe.”

Tarasin was intrigued by Qin Yun's words.
A look of hesitation crossed the metallic face.

"this…………"

"Come, Tarachin. Use your knowledge and wisdom to help me, and a new era will begin."

Qin Yun bent down and extended his hand to Tarasin.

"Think of the vast universe, think of your great ambition. If you serve me, one day you will build the grandest museum in the universe, filled with precious artifacts from all the races in the universe."

Qin Yun's words made Tarasin subconsciously start to fantasize.
The largest museum in the universe—how big must that be, and how rich must its collection be?

Just thinking about it made him want to leak coolant.

As if possessed, he stretched out his metal hand and placed it in Qin Yun's palm.

"Then I wish us a pleasant collaboration, Scholar Tarasin."

Qin Yun grinned when he saw that he had successfully fooled Tarasin.
He pulled Tarachin up and led him out of the prison.

Borsa and other guards witnessed the entire event.
When they saw the saint and Tarasim walking hand in hand out of the prison, their minds went blank.

Ah! No!!

Why can't they understand this plot?
Tarasim, you're supposed to be a necromancer overlord, how did you end up following a saint?!
This is a bit of a departure from our understanding!
…………

Qin Yun persuaded Tarahim to work for him.

Led by Rellano, young Foggrim also entered the magnificent hall.

It merges with the fragments of humanity that were stripped away when Fugrim ascended to demonhood.
It restored my humanity and soul, and purified the chaos and pollution within me.

After leaving the throne room, he put on a mask and vowed to kill his former traitors and wash away the shame they had brought upon him.

At the same time, following Relano's instructions, he became Qin Yun's captain of the guard.

At the same time,

While healing in the Temple of Pleasure, Fulgrim sensed that a part of himself had completely vanished.
"What happened? Father, are you abandoning me completely?"

Fugrim could feel that his connection with the Emperor had been completely severed.
For some special reason, even after he ascended to demonhood, a certain vague connection always existed between him and the emperor.

Now, this mysterious connection has been completely severed.

It seemed as if the emperor had completely severed the relationship between the two.

The concept of father and son between the two has been stripped away.

"What did you do to me?"

Fugrim's face was filled with a sinister look.

What belongs to him, even if he doesn't want it, no one else can take it.

"This matter will not end so easily."

Fugrim looked at his charred, severed hand.
Because it was cut off by Guilliman with the Emperor's Sword, it cannot be restored to its original state.

The burning pain constantly reminded him of the humiliation of the past.

"I can't deal with Guilliman and that damned saint on my own. It's time to go see my brother."

Fugrim muttered to himself,

He was going to join forces with his other traitorous brothers to launch an attack against Guilliman and the saint.

…………

With Terra's reforms,
Luna has also undergone a dramatic change.
Because of Qin Yun's new policy, the residents of Terra are required to relocate to the hive cities in outer space in order to rebuild Terra.

Many people, no longer wanting to remain in the Void's hive cities, chose to migrate to Luna's surface.
Their arrival brought development to this desolate satellite world.

When the players arrived on Luna's surface, they were also shocked by the current state of development on the moon.

They escorted Guilliman back to Terra from Luna's side of the web tunnel.

Luna was in a very desolate place at that time.

Today, Luna is surrounded by high-rise buildings, parks, and lakes, making it as beautiful as paradise.

Of course, the players weren't there for sightseeing.

For safety reasons,

Players cannot enter the network from Terra; they can only enter from Luna's side.

During the War of the Moon, in order to assassinate Magnus and the Weaver of Fate,
The Curtain Walker, Hilandri, and her troupe members used the power stored in the Web to create an explosion, which also destroyed the Web entrance.

Fortunately, they had Xiling's help.

Using the knowledge given to them by Xiling, the sages of the Mechanical Order built a new entrance to the Webway on the original ruins.

It was a circular teleportation portal, over fifty meters tall, constructed from mysterious metal and mechanical gears.

Numerous bulky devices, energy matrices, and converters were arranged around the portal.

When the activation command is issued,
The device surrounding the portal emitted a booming sound, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The energy matrix burst forth with brilliance, providing power to the energy-gathering array.

The leaping electric arc released a bright glow, twisting violently as if it were alive.
The circular portal was activated, emitting a milky white light, and slowly rotated, eventually forming a gentle vortex.

"The network is open!" a mechanical sage shouted.

Players who were well-prepared entered the network through the opened portal, carrying their weapons and equipment.

After passing through the portal, what comes into view is a huge arched tunnel with a rib-like structure.

A grayish-white mist permeated the air, and occasionally, ghostly figures emitting a fluorescent glow would wander within it.

The tunnel walls are made of unique spiritual bones, exuding a profound sense of age, as if created in an unimaginable ancient era.
When you reach out and touch them, you can feel the long years they have lived through.

Most of the net structure remains intact, but some parts are badly damaged.

Some of the network channels have collapsed and broken, completely blocking the way forward.

In some areas, the landslide was partially submerged, and foul-smelling, black, smoky mud seeped from the damaged areas.
Most notably, those areas where the barriers completely collapsed.
The passage leading there was filled with spells and protective runes.
As players pass by, they can see the ruins shrouded in a hazy glow from afar.
They stand proudly amidst the boiling, distorted ocean of neon lights, as if the structure of a tunnel leads directly to the primordial realm of subspace.

"You mean if we follow those broken net tunnels, we'll go straight into the subspace?"

The twisted man looked at the colorful world connecting the broken network ends and asked curiously.

"I suggest you don't try it. There seems to be a gap between reality and the subspace. If you fall into the gap, you'll be in trouble," Jujiro said.

Zhan Shuai also chimed in.
"At that point, they won't be able to die, and they'll be trapped. This account will be completely useless."

Upon hearing this, the players, including the twisted man and the sea turtle, who were originally eager to take a day trip to the Realm of Gods, all gave up.

There are currently tens of millions of people waiting in line to make appointments on the official website.

If you accidentally get trapped and die inside a spatial rift...

They cried so much they had nowhere to cry.

In addition to players, a joint force from the Inquisition, the Mechanicus, and the Imperial Guard also entered the Cyberway.

They can be said to be the largest human force to enter the network since the network wars.

"Won't a second cyberwar break out?" the sea turtle said.

Seeing the sages of the Mechanicus leading a massive number of war machine slaves and the Guardians of the Order,
The Inquisitor was accompanied by elite Stormtroopers, as well as the Imperial Guard and the Silent Sisters.

With such a scale, it would be more than capable of conquering cities and seizing territories.

"Perhaps they're thinking of taking advantage of this opportunity to seize control of the network and force the emperor to step down from his throne," Zhan Shuai said with a grin.

"Don't think too much about it. These few people aren't enough for the demons to devour," Jujiro said. "Do you think the Four Gods are joking with you? If you dare to build the Internet Path, they'll throw all their resources at you tomorrow."

For safety reasons,

The Mechanics established outposts along the way, repaired a large number of Geller force field generators, and also brought in some Blackstone devices.

To avoid being suddenly attacked by demons and having your escape route cut off.

The team was very cautious, guided by other players as they traversed the net-like paths.

The tunnel stretched on and on, with no end in sight.

Sometimes the thick fog dissipates, suddenly revealing two or more forks in the road, making it difficult to tell which one is the correct path.

Fortunately, communication with Xiling was still possible through the network.

Xiling had walked this path and knew how to reach the City of Miracles.

After several days of travel, the team successfully arrived at the City of Miracles.

However, just as they had chosen a place to camp and were preparing to rest for a while, they were attacked.

PS: Another 5,000 words, 10,000 words a day, mission accomplished.

I might have to combine two chapters into one, brothers. I'll still aim for 10,000 reads per day to maintain the average daily subscription, otherwise I won't get any more recommendations.

(End of this chapter)