Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

It can be used to reverse time within a small range.

By acquiring more laws of time or creations, one can gradually refine them into a finished product.

"You have become a traveler of time, why don't you hurry up and embark on your adventure?"

"Of all the myriad paths in the universe, time reigns supreme. Young man, this is your cheat code. Quick, grab it and go conquer the world!"

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Qin Yun: "…………"

Such cringeworthy lines could never have been generated by oneself.

It can only be the work of some otaku.

Goodness, after living for 40,000 years, you still haven't changed your original intentions, have you?

Just as I finished complaining, a new task screen appeared.

[Mission: Use the Infinite Key to maintain the operation of the Golden Throne]

After tens of thousands of years, the Golden Throne is on the verge of collapse, and many of its functional components are about to break down.

Please use the power of the Infinite Key to reverse the time of those components, allowing them to continue functioning and maintaining the operation of the Golden Throne.

Quest Rewards: A large amount of Faith Points, and a legendary piece of equipment.

Friendly reminder: Reversing time cannot be effective on the Golden Throne indefinitely; finding a way to repair it as soon as possible is the wise thing to do.

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"Truly worthy of being an emperor, his mind is quick."

"They actually thought of using the Infinite Key as an emergency measure."

Qin Yun checked the mission details.

I'll complete this task while I'm preparing to take over the reins in Terra.

"Master, everyone is in the conference room, waiting for you."

Xiling appeared beside Qin Yun.

"Okay, I'll go over now."

Qin Yun put away the Key of Infinity and walked towards the conference room.

…………

The vast and boundless void,

The crescent-shaped Eternal Lord floats above a planet in near-Earth orbit.

The undead army remaining on the planet's surface is withdrawing back to its warships through a portal.

The surviving humans hid in the ruins, watching through the cracks as the metallic aliens marched away through a portal emanating a green glow.

They were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

I don't understand why these abhorrent enemies would abandon the planets they already control.

Actually, it's not just them.

Even many necromancers didn't understand such an order.

They've already crushed the armies of those inferior races and occupied the entire planet, so why are they withdrawing?

Unfortunately, they couldn't defy the management agreement.

They must obey the orders given by their commanders unconditionally.

At the bridge of the Eternal Lord,

The supreme commander of this operation, Kobueza, gazed at the distant stars, a hint of sadness in his eerie green eyes.

After a long while, he finally spoke softly.

"I have failed, I have been defeated by a bunch of inferior beings, it is a disgrace."

"A temporary setback is nothing," Anlaqir, both his deputy and personal guard, comforted him.

Allakir did not participate in the Battle of Solomon.

He was responsible for staying behind to hold the line and procure resources.

It was thought that, with its time technology, the Herxos dynasty could easily take over this sector controlled by a lower race.

It went quite smoothly at first, utilizing time rewind.

They routed humanity, plunging them into despair.

Even so, those humans repeatedly mustered their courage and launched counterattacks.

The final result was that they were mercilessly crushed by the dynasty's fleet, reduced to the burning remains and corpses of the void.

Just as the fleet was sweeping through humanity, it suffered a crushing defeat at the Battle of the Solomon Islands, its morale collapsing.

They even tremble with fear at the mere mention of human invasion.

Only after questioning did Anlakir learn that during the Battle of the Solomon Islands,

Kobuesa and other undead commanders unexpectedly encountered a complete Star God.

The other side has established friendly relations with humans and assisted them in defeating the undead fleet led by Kobuesa.

The fleet was forced to withdraw all its forces and prepare to leave the Calithis sector.

Let alone retrieving the artifact, the Infinity Key,

If they run slower, they risk being wiped out.

Many technologies of the Necromancer race are intricately linked to the Star God.

With the help of the Star Gods, humanity's technology and information are essentially transparent to the undead.

Even the defense protocols of their computing cores and databases are practically useless to humans.

If they don't evacuate now, they will be completely wiped out if humans launch a counterattack.

Kobueza didn't speak, but just looked outside, her green eyes revealing a human sadness.

Anlaqir sighed softly, steam leaking from the tightly closed metal spout.

He also turned to look at the observation window.

Besides the vast array of stars, his current appearance can also be vaguely seen through the reflection in the glass.

Their eyes shone with a green light.

The skeleton that makes up the body is cast from living metal with exquisite craftsmanship, as smooth as ripples on water.

There is no trace left of what was once a living being of flesh and blood.

The star god deceived them, taking away their flesh and soul.

All that remained was a metallic body that still held memories of the past.

Anlaqir turned his head away and looked elsewhere.

The zigzagging lines and intersecting wires shimmered with a green light on the dim wall.

Those were once symbols of devotion shown to the star gods.

The symbols representing the names of various star gods quietly recount the prayers of the past.

And those titles and religious objects that were betrayed and shattered by the undead.

Anlakir's gaze was fixed on the symbol that identified the Void Dragon.

He once bowed and scraped before this deity, offering humbly sacrifices to him.

Since the day of his betrayal, he thought he would never have to live in the shadow of those terrifying things again.

Who could have imagined that one day that race would make a comeback?

Once that young Star God grows up, the Undead race will suffer incredibly cruel retribution.

They must return to the French Emperor's side.

Then set aside past grudges and go to warn other dynasties.

The undead must unite once again.

We must eliminate that star god at all costs, exterminate humanity, and prevent future troubles.

…………

The undead forces withdrew to the fleet above orbit.

Then he left without any hesitation.

They are so fast,

It took the surviving humans a very long time to believe that the undead had truly left.

They ran out of their hiding place, shouting "Long live the Divine Emperor!"

When the news reached the Imperial fleet that was planning to pursue them, many high-ranking human officials were stunned.

I checked several times before I dared to be sure that the Necromancers in space had all left.

"I thought there would be a few more fierce battles!"

Xia said with some regret, "If they had run a little slower, I could have accumulated even more merits."

"It seems the battle in the Solomon system has terrified them," Ainger said.

"........."

As for the players, it goes without saying.

The chat channel exploded as soon as the news broke.

"I haven't even stepped onto the field yet!! And they've already given up??"

"Necromancer Father, you can't leave! If you leave, where am I supposed to earn merit? What about my loan?"

"We are ready to fight to the death, why are you fleeing first?"

"Where is your pride as a superior race? Where is your dignity? You are even afraid of us humans, these ants, yet you dare to dream of becoming the overlords of the galaxy?"

"........."

The lower-ranking soldiers also began to wail, each one overcome with grief.

As I mentioned before, the war against the undead would be a brutal battlefield.

Soldiers died in droves.

The battlefield was littered with corpses.

Anyone who survives three hours is considered a veteran; surviving a day earns a promotion to platoon leader.

Play the entire match, and you're guaranteed at least a promotion to lieutenant colonel.

They were so frightened that they wrote their wills, broke up with their girlfriends, asked their wives to divorce them, and sent their sons to be raised by Old Wang next door.

So that they could follow the sage without any worries.

Defeat the undead race at all costs, and you'll get a promotion and a raise.

Result, that's it? ?

They won without even seeing a single undead creature!

The ones who are most hurt now are their hearts!

"I thought I could at least be promoted to sergeant."

Harry, who had been promoted to corporal, was also somewhat unhappy.

He was eager to learn and diligently studied tactics and other knowledge.

They just want to perform well in this battle and strive to go one step further.

As a result, those space undead were nothing, and they slunk away, not even daring to fight.

At this rate, when will he ever get a promotion?