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

He was locked in that dark room for so long by Tarachin

This has made him very angry, and he urgently needs to vent his anger on that bastard Tarasin.

The news that the Imperial Bull & Horse Legion had acquired the most advanced Hellfire Power Armor had already spread across the official forums.

The thirteenth brother and the others naturally knew about Zhan Shuai and his group, and had accepted the mission to rescue them.

After calculating the time, they logged on and stayed in the small dark room, waiting to be rescued.

the other side,

The Endless One, Tarasim, had no idea that the Chosen One he had painstakingly plotted to capture had already been rescued.

Moreover, it's not just the Chosen Ones; the other exhibits are also on the verge of spiraling out of control.

Talathim is currently busy focusing on the Void.

A human fleet suddenly appeared at the edge of the star system, heading towards the pocket dimension where the Museum Star is located.

"Shouldn't it?"

Tarasin scratched his shiny bald head with his metal fingers, wondering how humans had discovered him.

“Could it be a collection they just brought back?” Sennett said. “They have some means to track those collections.”

“Impossible.” Tarasin shook his head. “All the collections are kept inside a static field, and there are unique barriers that block their fate. It’s impossible for them to be discovered.”

Sennett looked bewildered and confused.

"If it weren't for those artifacts, how would you explain that the human fleet was able to pinpoint our coordinates so precisely?"

This museum planet has always been well hidden; even when advanced dynasties arrive, they have difficulty finding the entrance.

But humans have mastered the art of locking onto the entrance to the pocket dimension.

Without giving the master and servant time to ponder further, they set out to find the true reason why the pocket dimension had been discovered.

The human fleet then traversed the long distance directly.

They tore open the entrance to the pocket dimension and flew towards Museum Star.

Millions of kilometers away, they unleashed a barrage of attacks.

He didn't say a single unnecessary word to Tarahim.

The museum star's protection protocol has been activated.

A vibrant green energy shield appeared in the air, blocking the incoming attack.

However, the explosions they caused still affected Museum Star.

boom! boom! boom!

The terrifying explosion shook the earth.

Tower-like flames swept across the sky, setting it ablaze.

"Damn it," Tarasin cursed under his breath. "Sannet, hold them off. I need to find something to deal with these damn monkeys."

“Understood, Curator. With me here, those monkeys will definitely not be able to land on Museum Star,” Sennett said.

Tarachin turned and left the watchtower.

He was going to open his treasure vault to see what ancient creations might impress those invading monkeys.

When this planet was designated as the Museum Star,

He also collected many weapons used in the War of Heaven here.

It should be more than enough to deal with those humans.

Tarasin is very fast.

He arrived at a wide corridor deep underground.

At the end of the corridor, the grand gate stood imposingly, its black color conveying a solemn grandeur.

Next to it is a wide staircase.

The two rows of braziers looked empty and gloomy, standing on either side and leading the staircase upwards.

As Tarahin stepped forward and approached the braziers, the emerald green flames rose up in a twisting motion.

The swirling fireworks even illuminated the far end of the ceiling's buttresses.

Complex patterns also spread across the giant gate.

A jade-green halo slowly diffused, incredibly rich and intense.

This caused a layer of mist-like substance to flow down and spread throughout the entire corridor.

Taraxin read out the algorithm code, and the heavy door slowly opened, revealing what was inside.

Every weapon in this collection possesses terrifying power.

Like a button, a spacetime controller that stops time in the surrounding area when pressed.

A bomb capable of creating a black hole.

A deletion bomb that erases all data and information, creating blank areas in the universe.

A causal weapon fired from the past that will surely hit the enemy in the future.

A time machine that can reverse planets, ...

These weapons were nothing compared to the war in Heaven.

But in this era, they have become mythical beings.

Humanity's golden age may have had some creations comparable to it.

Unfortunately, the golden age is over.

Humanity has long since lost most of its technology.

These ancient relics from the War of Heaven are invincible in this era.

It would be more than enough to deal with those human fleets.

Tarachin looked around and finally fixed his gaze on a scepter.

The Scepter of Stellar Wrath is a weapon created using top-tier spatial dimension technology.

The sphere of light emanating from the end of the scepter is a real star, not just an ornament.

During the War of Heaven

The creator of the Scepter of the Star's Wrath used dimensional space technology to bind a star in its prime.

Powering the scepter with the stars unleashes a force capable of destroying everything.

Tarasim was just about to grab the Scepter of the Star's Wrath,

Suddenly, a series of bangs came from behind.

Players from the Imperial Bull and Horse Warband appeared behind Tarasin and opened fire on his guards.

"Humans? How could they possibly be here?"

Tarachin looked grim.

He clearly did not receive any intrusion reports.

Why would humans appear here?

"This mission from Xiling is really going to make us a fortune!!"

The war commander almost drooled when he looked at the various weapons in the treasure vault.

If we snatch them all and take them back to Xiling for analysis, wouldn't we make a fortune?

Moreover, after the analysis is complete, these weapons will be returned to their rightful owners.

It's like getting contribution points for free, and you also get a weapon.

It’s a great profit.

After rescuing the players from Hogwarts, Zhan Shuai and his companions received another mission from Xi Ling, instructing them to plunder Tal Rashin's treasure vault.

With Xiling's help, they successfully deceived the undead units along the way and followed Tarasin to the secret vault.

As soon as the other side opened the door, they immediately launched an attack.

Tarasim thought the tomb was safe, so he didn't bring any guards, only two servants with him.

They were no match for the original Forged players.

His body was blown apart in no time, forcing him to leave the battlefield.

"Quickly, Tarasin will be back soon!" the war commander shouted.

"Move whatever is valuable, and let others come and move it too."

"Jūjō, come here and open a portal to send everything away."

"The rest of you, come with me to guard the corridor and buy some time for Jujiro."

The warlord quickly made arrangements to transport the treasures from the Tarasin vault at all costs.

…………

Tarachin disliked death, so he was always very cautious.

He has many backup contingency plans.

Therefore, no one can truly distinguish which Tarasim is the real one.

After being killed by the Chosen Ones, Tarasim's consciousness immediately transferred to the mind of the nearest mortuary guard captain.

He overwrote the other person's original personality code and banished them to the database to wait for orders.

Such behavior is strictly prohibited in the Necromancer Kingdom of Space.

The Resurgence Council punishes and warns against such behavior that harms family members for private gain.

But Taracin has always treated the revival of Parliament as nothing.

He reshaped the captain's changeable necromancy body in a second.

The flowing deformation of the living metal outlines its shape and appearance.

The death mask of the mortuary guard reassembled into Tarasin's face.

The hood structure peeks out in sections, covering the top of the head.

A cloak extended from his shoulders, and the armor plates on the cloak emerged with a series of soft 'ping' sounds.

"Damn rats!"

How dare you do such a thing?

Tarasin, whose body was being reconstructed, let out a furious roar.

But he quickly calmed down.

The fact that these humans were able to sneak in silently indicates that they had disabled the tomb's protective mechanisms.

Realizing there was a problem, Tarachin immediately began modifying the protection protocol.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing alarm sounded.

The Human Pavilion, the Tyran Pavilion, and the Green Skin Pavilion were all damaged.

A large number of artifacts have escaped and are causing damage inside the museum, thereby releasing many more artifacts.

"Damn it, don't let me catch you."

Tarachin was furious. He immediately summoned the coffin guards who had already awakened.

And have the technicians awaken more undead warriors.

Soon, a large undead army was assembled.

Tarachin led his army straight to the secret chamber, where the contents were extremely valuable.

He must do everything he can to stop those humans from stealing it.

"Hold those undead back and buy some time."