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However, although Roxi still had some doubts about Tarasim, he did not have much ill will towards him. After all, the source of the Black Stone technology they were using now was the alien overlord in front of them.

If other Necron Overlords appeared in the solar system, Roche would have called the fleet and mobilized the Astartes troops to encircle and suppress them long ago.

Although Trazyn looks harmless, this great collector is an outlier among the Necrons. Most of the Necrons have strong malice towards all flesh and blood life.

The old man Trazyn did a good job of covering up his own race. When they first met, he never mentioned what his race had done. Instead, he kept complaining and groaning, portraying the Necrons as victims.

Luo Xi almost believed it at first.

The Necrontyr launched a war against the Old Ones. After being crushed to the ground by the Creator, they sought help from the Star Gods. The War in Heaven that swept across the entire galaxy caused countless killings and deaths, which led to the galaxy becoming the cesspool it is today.

If we really have to investigate, the Necrons should bear primary responsibility. Without the greed and jealousy of the Necron, and without the revenge of the Necrons, there would be no current situation.

As if he could see that Luo Xi had some opinions in his mind, Taraxin sat down slowly and began to speak in a tone as if he was chatting with an old friend.

"I know that those Eldar monkeys have said a lot of bad things about us to you. I have no intention of continuing to defend my race. Everything has already been decided. I just want to say that if you humans were in the same situation as us, the Necrontyr, you would definitely make the same decision."

"The first Silent King had to declare war on the Ancients, otherwise our civilization would have collapsed in civil strife. At that time, it was a wise choice to unite civilization with necessary external enemies. In order to survive and continue, we had no choice."

Luo Xi responded to Taraxin with silence. He understood that what the other party said was an irrefutable truth. Every race would of course use any means necessary to survive.

Although such statements are indeed shameless, whether they are shameless or not is meaningless to civilization.

It’s just that humans now grow up in the mess left behind by the Necrontyr, so they naturally resent the damage that the Necrons have caused to the universe.

"Alright, alright. There's no point in talking about past mistakes. At least we helped you, didn't we? Without our Blackstone technology, your current situation would be much more passive."

Taraxin laughed it off, trying to cover up this embarrassing incident.

"In terms of fighting against the subspace, our positions are the same, Luo Xi. In fact, from my personal emotional inclination, I like you humans as a race."

"I have come from afar, and I am not here to settle scores."

Trazyn spread out his mechanically modified arm. There was only a little flesh and blood on his body. It was the flesh and blood of a mechanical priest that Trazyn possessed a long time ago. Part of the consciousness of the Necron Overlord hacked into the thought matrix of the oil man and turned it into his own shape.

Afterwards, over a long period of time, the body controlled by Taraxin was constantly undergoing mechanical transformation, with less and less flesh and blood and more and more mechanical creations.

He experienced the process of gradually moving from flesh and blood life to mechanical life, just like how the Necrontyr became the Necrons.

"Our race has always wanted to restore our flesh and blood. Hacking into your human body like I did and treating it as my own body can be considered as restoring our flesh and blood in a sense. However, by doing so, we have no way of restoring our souls."

"Flesh and blood are just a carrier, the soul is the key. We have lost our souls and were devoured by those damn greedy star gods. My clan hopes to find our souls back."

The Necron Overlord talked for a long time before Luo Xi finally figured out what this guy was trying to do.

He wanted to help his race regain its soul.

"Do you think I can do something that you Necrons can't do?" Luo Xi shrugged helplessly.

He wondered where Trazyn's faith in humans came from.

"Machine Soul, in the Dark Age of Technology, you humans once tried to give souls to soulless machines. I thought those humans were bound to fail, but... they actually did it."

“It’s not the intelligent AI achieved by using the Matrix, but the real soul.”

The green light in Sage Trazyn's eyes became more dazzling, and his emotional module became noticeably more intense.

"The soul and the warp are closely related, but unfortunately, since we came out of the bio-conversion furnace, we, the Deathly Fearers, have gained immortal metal bodies, but we have also lost our souls."

"Without a soul, you cannot perceive the warp. Even our best crypt technicians find it difficult to understand the so-called machine soul. But you are different. Although you are weak and fragile, you have a soul."

"Please let me participate in your research project. I believe it will help you avoid detours and extremely hidden pitfalls." Trazyn beguiled, "But in exchange, I also need to obtain relevant research knowledge on how you create machine spirits."

Luo Xi looked at Taraxin with a strange expression. Was he going to say that even humans didn't know how machine souls were born?

The Mechanicus only knows that after a machine is created, if it is blessed and prayed for, it will naturally give birth to a machine soul.

This is purely metaphysical science, if it can be considered a theory that reciting certain prayers to the machine, using certain types of holy oil, or ringing a bronze bell with certain sound wave frequencies can better please the machine spirit.

Luo Xi knew that no matter how he explained or refused, the Necrons, who were almost crazy about souls, would only think that this was human hatred and vigilance towards aliens.

Many times, when it comes to our own lives, we are unable to see through simple truths, or we are unwilling to see through them.

"So you want to take advantage of the opportunity when we lift the ban on the Iron Man to observe how the Machine Soul is born?" Luo Xi asked.

"Indeed, I think your Iron Man life form is highly similar to that of my people. If we can study how you did it, perhaps one day in the future, my people will be able to regain their souls."

“Believe me, if you can do this, even the Silent King of my race will definitely treat you as a guest of honor, and you will gain our eternal friendship.” Trazyn said.

Faced with the olive branch extended by the Necrons, Roxi was momentarily moved, but he was also in a dilemma because Trazyn might not be able to learn anything from him.

However, facing this stubborn Necron overlord, Roche could not refuse him. He could only sigh and acquiesce to his request.

"You won't regret your decision today." Trazyn returned to his original tone.

Roche is also giving up hope. His Ganymede already has abominable intelligence, iron men, and stone men. Now with the addition of a Necron alien overlord, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Anyway, he has the Emperor's support. If anyone has any objections, they can go to the Golden Throne and question the Emperor.

Chapter 435 Where there are dead souls, there are spirits (Please subscribe)

Just when Roche thought that the fucking day was over and a new Mechanicus sage named Trazyn appeared on Ganymede, his stone man assistant Angie came again to report the news.

"Sage Roshi, you have a new visitor application. The other party is the prophet of the Eldar: Eldrad Uslan. He hopes to meet with you."

Upon hearing the news, Luo Xi was really overwhelmed. There was a Necron Mechanicus sage staying here with him, and in the blink of an eye, a prophet of the Eldar came running over from the other side.

Is this a public toilet? Why would anyone come here to join in the fun?

Furthermore, if Trazyn and Uslan were to meet, God knows what would happen to them. The Eldar and the Necrons were hatred rivals that had been passed down from generation to generation. If the enemies met, they would be extremely jealous of each other and there would be a huge chaos.

"Forget it, let him in. If you two want to fight, go outside and fight." Luo Xi said to the stone man assistant, and then warned Taraxin.

"I won't bother with an Eldar kid. The cultivation and tolerance of my race cannot be compared with that of a young race like the Eldar." Taraxin said eagerly, looking like he was just looking for trouble.

"Sage Roshi." After a while, the Eldar prophet holding a staff entered the reception room.

Uslan spoke the human language of High Gothic and performed a human greeting. This special Aida prophet kept himself very humble.

He glanced at Trazyn standing beside him. Although the Necrons were disguised, as their mortal enemies, the Eldar could easily see through Trazyn's true nature. This guy with the appearance of a Mechanicus priest was definitely not a human.

Luo Xi saw that the corners of Uslan's mouth twitched, and his muscles almost subconsciously tensed up, ready to attack Taraxin, but he slowly retracted himself under the control of reason, and sat down on the other side of Luo Xi with a calm face.

In this way, Luo Xi sat in the middle of the reception room, while Uslan and Taraxin looked at each other on both sides, and the atmosphere fell into a strange awkwardness.

When the reinforcements from the Five Hundred Worlds arrived in the solar system with the help of the Eldar's Webway, the Eldar prophet who led the way disappeared without a trace. He claimed that he had other important things to do and left first.

Roche simply thought that the Eldar were unwilling to enter the Emperor's sphere of influence. After all, for an Aida, the place where the Emperor was was like hell on earth.

The projection of that guy who was not sure whether he was a human or a god in the subspace was a dark and cold sun. The light it released was lethal to any alien.

"Ahaha, you came at the right time, Prophet Uslan." Luo Xi exchanged greetings first, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"What do you want from me? I'm right here, no need to be shy about Trazyn."

Uslan's pupils shrank, and he immediately guessed what kind of deal the damn Necrons had reached with humans while he was away.

Although his reason told him that the Necrons were also an important force in the fight against the Warp, his genetic instinct kept urging him to be careful of these despicable slaves of the Star God.

The Necrons not only backstabbed their Creator, but also backstabbed the Star Gods they worshipped as gods.

He must suppress the Necrons. Humanity's allies should be the Eldar, not these despicable Necrons.

"I have been away from the solar system for a while because I have an important mission to accomplish. I have been traveling to various Eldar Craft Worlds to seek help and lobby those Eldar prophets who have stayed out of the matter."

Uslan was not polite at all and poured himself a cup of tea, savoring the taste of this unique human drink.

"After my efforts, the prophets of Iyanden Craftworld and Alaitok Craftworld agreed to my request. They will directly join the battlefield when necessary and form a temporary alliance with humans to fight against the warp."

"In addition, I also found the support of the clown troupe that believes in the God of Laughter Xigochi. They are the most powerful and mysterious force among the elves. I didn't expect that they would choose to help humans at this time."

As Uslan spoke, he looked in the direction of Trazyn, declaring to him that humans and the Eldar were the closest of allies, and that the Necrons were just a passing character.

Listening to Uslan's words, Luo Xi was also a little emotional. This Eldar prophet was truly a rare talent of their race. He was willing to run around to help humans and even managed to attract Eldar reinforcements.

There had been wars and frictions between humans, the Savage Eldar, and the Ark World of Alaitok on Pandora, and it was only with the mediation of Uslan that a ceasefire was reached.

As for the so-called clown of the Eldar race, Luo Xi didn't know much about him, but looking at Uslan's appearance, he could tell that he was definitely not a weak guy.

"Of course, the reinforcements I have brought will not enter the solar system now. That would directly trigger a war between humans and the Eldar. Therefore, I came to you to tell you this news so that you can make better arrangements and coordination."

"Yes, the support from those weak Eldar refugees almost moved me to tears." Taraxin suddenly said sarcastically.

"Eldar boy, I'm curious about how many of your Ark Worlds are left? The great destruction of the Eldar came too quickly, and only a small number of people modified the prototype of the Ark to be able to sail permanently and carry some of the Eldar's fleeing homes."

"Don't try to be so arrogant. You'll just give away the last bit of confidence your race has."

"We also miss the days when we fought against the Ancient Spirits. At least our race fought with all its might."

Faced with the suspicion and ridicule of the Necrons, Uslan had no intention of tolerating them.

He responded directly with sharp words: "Yes, we, the Eldar, are indeed not as strong as before. We no longer have the oppressive force that forced you all into eternal slumber. But even so, we are still trying to survive and fight against the stubborn diseases of the real universe."

"And you? What have you done? The Necrons have done nothing but sleep in their tomb worlds, waiting for all their enemies to die."

"I hope you can sleep like an ostrich in the desert until all the enemies of Chaos are dead. If the Warp destroys the real universe, you will sleep in your own graves."

It was the first time that Luo Xi saw Uslan speak so sharply, without any trace of his previous gentle demeanor.

What he cursed... was indeed reasonable.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, there's no point in arguing. If you want to continue arguing, get out and leave Ganymede."

"If you can't get enough of arguing, just draw your swords and fight. You should be pretty good at this."

Now the relationship between the Eldar, the Necrons and humans can barely be considered friendly, and Roshi does not want them to hurt the harmony.

Uslan stood up, holding his psychic staff, and faint psychic lightning was flickering on his body.

"I won't waste my breath on you, thief of the galaxy. I have something more important to tell you. In addition to bringing back the reinforcements of the Spirit Lord, I also brought back someone you would never expect."

A hint of pride appeared on Uslan's face, and then he read out the man's name word by word.

"Vulkan, the resurrected Fire Dragon Lord, we brought him to Terra from the Legion Fortress on Nocturne."

"Another Primarch has returned, and it all depends on the efforts of us Eldar."

"And what else have you done, you vile Necrons? Stop bragging about the Black Stone. We will do the same."

Luo Xi stood up. Regardless of how powerful the Eldar reinforcements were, the importance of the Fire Dragon Lord made him unable to sit still.

"Really Vulcan?"