Chapter 1071 The Serious Death-Fearing Person

Lin Fan looked closely and saw that the five statues deep in the battlefield were Khorne, who was only a solid empty shell, Nurgle, who would not flourish, the illusory Dark Emperor, the lonely-looking Mao Ge, and the ever-changing phantom closely connected with Tzeentch.

Under the seats of these statues were countless demons loyal to them. The bloodletters who had lost their courage and thirst for blood were staggering in the bloody swamp. Their sharp blades could no longer ignite the flames with the pungent smell of sulfur. The descendants of Nurgle were even worse. Their bloated bodies were left with only the shriveled flesh tightly wrapped around their bones. The weapons in their hands were real dead branches and fallen leaves. Absolutely deep despair escaped from their dark eye sockets.

Lin Fan, the subordinate of the Dark Emperor, could not see clearly. He was like the opposite of the God Emperor. There was a dark flame under the throne, and countless corpses fell into it without any sound. There was no wailing of the dead, no crackling of burning bones, as if the existence of the Dark Emperor had killed all these noises in silence.

Brother Mao and the orcs seemed to be in the best situation. Lin Fan just couldn't see the optimism behind the brutal behavior of these orcs. They were like the Raven Guards who were deeply depressed because they hadn't seen their father for a long time. They silently guarded the scrap metal factory and used useless eyes to guard the surroundings.

Finally, Lin Fan looked at Tzeentch and found that this ever-changing master was not as stable as he showed. The forced integration of the power of other gods made her more chaotic. If Slaanesh swallowed the blood of Khorne and was unable to digest it, then Tzeentch had become a balloon filled with mixed power. Even if Lin Fan didn't touch it, the balloon would suddenly burst in a slight tremor.

"You really spent a lot of money."

"Thank you for the compliment. In order to experience a higher level game, I have given everything."

Before Lin Fan could continue to speak, countless information suddenly exploded in his ears. It was the power that only the Star God spectator had.

"Let's start! Let's start!" The spectator screamed loudly on the side. He would watch the last battle and record every detail perfectly.

Of course, the role of the spectator is far more than that. He provided information about past history to Tzeentch, making it possible for the degraded body to reproduce the glory of other extinct civilizations in the Battle of Heaven.

"No more words, the final chapter of the great game has begun!"

Tzeentch roared, and all the restrictions were lifted. The carefully constructed battlefield began to flow and operate, with rainfall and climate change according to the existing rules.

Tzeentch shook the dice for a long time without stopping. He did not think that now was the time to use the power of probability of the deceiver.

Lin Fan did not shake the dice either. He did not have many rules to rely on for the fleet confrontation near the battlefield.

However, how could the demise of all civilizations and even the Milky Way be entirely implicated by Lin Fan alone? They also have their own efforts and plans. Even if Lin Fan is unwilling to lend a hand, they will fight to the end at the most desperate moment.

The Silent King returned to the throne, and all the most elite fleets of the dynasty were awakened. He had a premonition that this first battle would be extremely difficult.

Although the Necrontyr was extremely powerful in the eyes of other civilizations, it also had great weaknesses. The loss of the technology of ancient weapons is not suffocating, but the lack of materials is more important. Even if the concept and properties of matter are forcibly changed by the power of the Star God, it can't last too long.

60 million years of sleep is more like an escape, using electronic rest to ignore the cruel fact that the universe has disappeared.

If the fear of death had not been deceived by the fraudsters and launched the irreversible war in heaven, would the situation in the universe be better?

The Silent King felt bitter, but he knew that it was meaningless to dwell on the failure of the past. The most important thing was to fight to the death to win the victory in the future.

The dynasty decree has been issued, and the ancient legion has reappeared. The overlord who created countless destruction and doomsday in the war in heaven has reappeared in the present time and space.

In an instant, the fleets of various races that have gathered together felt a wave of trembling. More super-time and space rifts opened in the void, and tomb-like warships continued to pour out. The existence of the inertia-free engine makes these huge warships as flexible as children drawing on white paper. All kinds of bizarre angles of rotation and acceleration and stopping have become a reality.

"Such a large number of equipment... Tsk tsk tsk, these things are very resource-intensive." Odemayer shook his head helplessly for the strength of the fear of death. Even at the peak of human power, it was difficult to defeat these ancient dead souls. It was the best result to seek the immortality of the race.

"The endless suffering suffered by the universe, in the final analysis, must be attributed to us. Even if we can use the treachery of the fraudsters to justify it, it is too pale after all. This is the last battle of the dynasty and also a battle of atonement. May the universe be restored and may the soul return to my body."

The Three Holy Council conveyed the will of the Silent King to all dynasties, but only some of the emperors and overlords could respond. More warriors stood coldly, and even their glowing eyes did not flicker.

If this speech was put to the human empire and the Eldar, it would surely cause cheers and shouts from the whole tribe. The slogan for the Emperor and Isha will become the only voice, but speaking to the Necrontyr becomes more like a heavy prayer before being buried in the grave.

Trazyn and Orikan sighed, recalling the terrible scene of throwing all the people into the living body conversion furnace. Zerath shook his head. As a superb technician who realized the biological conversion technology, he believed that this mechanical body was more excellent than the mortal body. Of course, it would be even better if it had a soul.

The Dynasty Fleet approached the battlefield like a wall, and soon the fleet controlled by Tzeentch rushed towards them. Both sides had already prepared for the battle.

The ancient fleet of the War in Heaven, the Pantheon Ark of the Eldar Empire, the intelligent warships of the Human Empire... Standing on the edge of the battlefield, you can see the peak moment of all civilizations in the universe.

However, this power that both the Primarch and the Emperor respected and respected was mediocre in the eyes of the Silent King. As the only civilization that defeated the Old Saints and the Star Gods, they had the qualifications to be arrogant.

The last time they were delayed by the Degraded Warships was just another careless calculation and insufficient preparation. This time, the Silent King will go all out and use the Dynasty Army to completely crush all opponents.

Storm King Imotek received the order from the Silent King. His dynasty ranked third in the entire Necrontyr civilization. Once, the researchers of the Human Empire even mistakenly regarded the Storm King and his dynasty as the entire Necrontyr civilization, just like the Tau Empire.

"Attack, let the young civilization see how the Overlord acts!"