Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

"So we pledge our allegiance to him now, Charles?"

Raven asked softly in her brother's ear. She instinctively resisted others studying her genes. It made her feel like she was completely stripped naked and thrown into the street.

"Allegiance?" Charles looked at Raven's face. She did not turn back to her original blue scaly skin.

He knew that his sister always wanted to face the world with her true self.

But Charles always warned her to be patient and to hide her abilities. Humans might be able to tolerate mutants who looked like themselves but had some strange little abilities.

But aliens like Riven, whose appearance is completely different from that of humans, are obviously not among them.

Charles has realized that there are problems with his original ideas and thoughts.

He just wanted to show goodwill to humans and demonstrate the harmlessness of mutants and their value to humans, but all this could not win humans' recognition and respect.

He was inspired by Luo Xi and gained some "experience" from his future self.

That was a struggle experience that Charles at this age could not have, and it was a summary of the experience of his older self.

Charles had changed, and so had Eric.

The former learned the necessity of tough measures, while the latter realized that not all toughness and extremes are effective.

"This is not a pledge of allegiance, I think it's a collaboration, a deep collaboration."

Charles stroked Raven's hair, and before he knew it, she was no longer the little girl who had transformed into her mother and sneaked into the kitchen of her own castle to eat.

"We rallied around Roshi and contributed our talents and strength to him, and this is the price we paid."

"Correspondingly, our entire mutant camp is bound to him. We have become 'one of our own', and he will naturally protect us and help us solve problems."

"You may not know this, but Luo Xi... may be the thickest thigh in the world. No one can surpass his will and hurt us."

There was a gleam in Charles' eyes, as if he had seen the wisdom of his decision. What the mutants lacked were thighs that were thick enough.

And Roche, who comes from another universe, from a galactic human empire, is there any thigh on Earth that is thicker than this?

If he plucked just one hair, it would be enough to feed the entire human civilization.

Many times, it is more important to understand the initial investment than to work hard on your own.

Unfortunately, Charles, as the heir to the Xavier family, has never lacked investment vision.

Now he not only wants to invest, but also go all in.

As Roche said, mutants' superpowers are precious gifts and potential treasures, but most of them do not have enough wisdom to tap into this treasure.

Then just choose a suitable buyer for it and cash out directly.

Luo Xi will indeed study their special abilities, but this is based on mutual consent.

He also believed that Luo Xi would at least not do such cruel things as human dissection and vivisection.

"Charles is right."

While the brother and sister were still talking, Eric suddenly interrupted.

"Although it seems that we still have a choice, in fact, we have no choice. Every mutant has a treasure hidden in his body, and we obviously do not have the ability to protect it."

"With the Cuban Missile Crisis, we have stepped onto the world stage. Countless forces and ambitious people will turn their attention to us. There will inevitably be people who covet our power greedily."

"Although I am confident that I can protect myself, I am not sure enough to protect my people."

"I reflected on myself and realized that maybe I am not suited to be a leader because I tend to go to extremes."

Eric spoke in a very indifferent tone, as if he was judging a third party who had nothing to do with him.

"And unlike me, Charles, you are too indecisive. You are too kind and have good intentions towards everyone."

“A lot of times I think that the two of us are just two sides of the same coin.

Neither of us can completely convince the other, and thus we will split the already fragile mutants in two."

Charles was surprised by Eric's thoughts.

"Honestly, Eric, did you really learn this kind of thinking from eavesdropping somewhere?" Charles teased in a strange tone.

"It's incredible that you can say such a thing."

Eric, on the other hand, frowned and retorted bluntly.

"You are not the only one who has the ability to think and learn. Knowledge is not inherited from your parents like this precious villa of yours."

Charles laughed, patting Eric on the back and punching his chest.

Riven on the side looked at the pair of close friends with strange eyes. She always felt that something was wrong with these two people.

Should two grown men be so close to each other?

Also, why is she always the third wheel between Charles and Eric?

The mutants acted quickly. Raven and Hank were in charge of collecting the mutants from Academy X, while the Red Devil Azazel was in charge of the Hellfire Club's work.

It is worth mentioning that Sebastian Shaw, who had been paralyzed into a vegetative state, had Azassel personally draw a full tube of blood and cerebrospinal fluid from him.

The Red Devil showed no mercy and simply used the blood of his former master to show his loyalty to his current master.

Xiao was very desperate. He lay on a stretcher and could only watch the scenes in front of him with his own eyes.

Logan stuffed him with a huge ball gag to plug his dirty mouth.

A stench belonging to the Space Wolves rushed straight to the top of Xiao's head, causing him to faint several times and tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

He could only watch with his own eyes his men: Red Devil, Torrent, Angel, and those young mutants he had recruited, fawning over Roxi without any bottom line or loyalty.

They donated their blood and other genetic samples in exchange for Luo Xi's forgiveness and protection.

This, this, this is simply!

He can be loyal, and he can also change camps!

Xiao also heard the conversation between Luo Xi and the mutants. Only then did he truly realize that he was really like what Luo Xi said, a frog at the bottom of a well.

The world is too vast, and he only sees the immediate benefits.

Eric looked at Xiao with a cold gaze from time to time. When Xiao noticed it, he provocatively made a throat-cutting gesture at his throat.

At this moment, there are more than one hundred mutants in the X-School.

Although most of them have very ordinary abilities and their combat effectiveness is even useless, Luo Xi still accepts them all.

Being incompetent is completely useless; many times, it is just misplaced.

For example, the only ability of some mutants is to grow spikes. In Luo Xi's view, this extremely useless ability contains the secret of strengthening the skeleton of organisms.

If utilized and modified, perhaps Astartes' bone reinforcer implant modification surgery could be improved and enhanced on this basis.

Roche transmitted the 103 genetic samples he collected to the underground base on Mars, and they were divided up by the Stoneman researchers who were already hungry and thirsty.

"Praise the God of All Things, praise Om Messiah!"

"Gene samples, so many gene samples!"

"This world is simply heaven, the kingdom of God we have been pursuing so hard!"

Kaul was almost moved to tears, even though this function of his body had atrophied from lack of use.

"It's a pity that my mentor, the Great Sage Rand, didn't come with me. I can't imagine how happy he would be if he saw this scene."

Although this Kohl is just a copy of the original Kohl, his memories and experiences are exactly the same as the original.

The difference between them only occurred after Cawl's clone left the Warhammer universe and came to the X-Men universe.

As the separation time gets longer, Caul's clones will eventually take a different path from the original, and they will also develop different personalities and ideas.

But what Kohl himself did not notice was that in his memory storage, there was a string of data codes quietly flowing with a faint green light.

These data streams are being transmitted to some servo machines in the laboratory through the data interfaces on his body without leaving any trace.

It seemed to have been lurking for a long time. Before it was decoded and awakened, it was just a string of ordinary stored data.

Only now it has detected the right time and place, and the moment of awakening has finally arrived.

If Roxie were here, she'd instantly recognize that as fucking Necron data code, the last echo of the existence of those beings known as the Necrontyr.

After the Necrontyr completed their biological transformation, whether they admit it or not, their true identity has become a string of data codes rather than a living soul.

It’s just that Roche himself was not on Mars, and the technological level of the Necrons was indeed very powerful, so no one found any trace of it.

In the thinking matrix of a service robot that had been usurped, that little bit of faint green light continued to multiply and expand, eventually transforming the entire thinking space into its own shape.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

It suddenly let out a strange and slightly obscene cry, and then a consciousness began to awaken in it.

"A brand new universe. I, the Endless, Overlord of the Necrons, Curator of the Solemnas Museum, and Great Collector of the Universe, Trazyn, am here!"

ps: Phantom Thief Machine is late but it arrives

Chapter 689: A Volcanic Eruption (Three in One)

Even Roche and the Emperor had not expected that their Ark, which was kept secret at the highest level and carried the hopes of mankind in the Warhammer universe, would be infiltrated by other races.

In the 31st millennium, the presence of the Necrons was very low, and many humans were not even aware of the existence of these special alien creatures that looked like metal skeletons.

Never underestimate the Necrons, especially Trazyn the Infinite, who fishes in troubled waters among various races and planets in the galaxy, searching for collectibles everywhere.

In order to obtain a satisfactory collection, he does not mind spending thousands of years planning and waiting for that opportunity.

Anyway, for their clan, time has lost its meaning.

Even compared to those high-ranking Necrons who could spend thousands of years reliving their memories of the War in Heaven drama, Trazyn's life was simply too fulfilling and interesting.

Most of the sources of Talasin's entertainment are humans.

Hanging out with humans every day, this Undead Overlord often has some feelings that are extremely close to "emotions" in his thought matrix.

This is the most fatal temptation for the Necrons. To obtain true emotions and true self is what the entire Necron clan has always dreamed of.

Trazyn's consciousness quietly replaced the stupid servo-mechanism.

The duties of this robot that acts as an assistant in the laboratory are extremely simple, and it only assists in completing some experimental operations.

It is for this reason that it does not even need to be controlled by the base's main intelligent computer to perform its duties.

This saved Taraxin some trouble. At least he didn't need to write a deception program to deceive the main control computer, which was not easy to fool.