Chapter 405 The Executioner

There are almost no living people on Titan. The energy system of the entire planet has stopped, and collapsed and burning buildings are piled up on the surface of the planet.

Perhaps the underground survival system will evolve into a new social structure in the future. Amaraga is very interested, but he has no time to do such interesting experiments.

Sighing secretly, Amaraga checked the corpse reserves in his continental containment chamber. He felt that he could still sew out hundreds of millions of degraded bodies, which would be enough for the time being.

Amaraga was ready to open the subspace rift and sail from the invisible waste abyss to where he wanted to go.

But the rift failed to start. He felt that the weakened curtain here was strengthened again, and at the same time he felt that he was experiencing the painful feeling of soul death.

"Death Fearer" Amaraga quickly judged this point. Facing these true galactic overlords, he was now completely unsure of fighting them.

The space was torn apart, but it was completely different from the subspace rift. A square superdimensional portal opened, and several giant spaceships flew out of it.

These engineering miracles made of black stone and living metal flashed dangerous green light, and Amaraga felt his scalp tingling when he saw their appearance.

Those humans thought that the tomb-class tomb ships of the Necrontyr were the pinnacle of their star power, but Amaraga knew that was not the case.

These real supervisors hidden in the dark side of the galaxy are the heirs of the star power of the Necrontyr Dynasty.

These ships have the same appearance as pyramids. Their huge size and exaggerated mass make them exist like black holes. Amaraga can see with the naked eye that the space around these floating pyramids has been severely distorted.

"This is the Execution Dynasty. Emperor Inamas. Those who violate the law. Destruction."

Deep in the pyramid, a huge metal undead noble holding a reaper's sickle is sitting on his cold throne, surrounded by his guards and warlocks, who are judging Amaraga's death with indifferent thoughts.

Any fool who uses the words of the Creator should be purged in the most ruthless way. This is the will left by the great King of Silence.

They, the executioners, have been silent on the dark side of the galaxy for so long. The 60 million years of watching are boring and suffocating, but when they think that they can be loyal to the great King of Silence, all the executioners feel extremely happy and satisfied about this.

Adjusting the energy core and blocking the condensation line, Inarmas's metal body overheated, showing a scorching hot color.

"This is excitement! The excitement of being loyal to the king!"

"Excited!"

The subordinates responded to the emperor, and they also took the initiative to overheat their cores and quickly heat up their bodies. Soon this cold tomb became as hot as an oven.

"For the king! We implement his words and deeds!"

Inarmas acted excited, put the huge sickle in his hand on his waist, and turned it like a hula hoop.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sickle turned quickly, and Inarmas' waist made a creaking sound.

After the perfect rotation, Inamas held the sickle and shook the tail handle on the ground. He waved his hand and shook the metal robe behind him.

"Activate the particle whip! Destroy it! Activate the super-dimensional stone gate! Capture him!"

The warriors responded to Inamas's order. They stepped out of the tomb-like cabin and entered the stone gate in an orderly manner. Then they flashed to the side of Amalaga in the next moment.

The particle generator irradiated the continent of Amalaga, causing positive and antimatter particles to collide actively. An annihilation explosion appeared out of thin air, causing the entire continent to fall apart.

"Damn it." Amalaga released all his creations, and those experimental subjects created with the Raven Guard gene seeds were also thrown into the battlefield.

The Gauss weapons of the Necromancers were so deadly. Although they showed mechanical rigidity because they had lost their souls, these weapons with incredible power made up for this shortcoming.

The Gauss tearing beam decomposed everything it hit, leaving only the same weight of dust falling to the ground.

What a simple and crude weapon. When a civilization progresses to the peak, everything becomes so simple.

Long-range weapons are all Tesla arcs and Gauss beams, and close combat is all phase weapons. The only difference is the size of the power output.

Basic matter was peeled off layer by layer, and the entire continent became riddled with holes. Amaraga's compressed flesh also collapsed layer by layer under the irradiation of the Gauss beam.

"You must struggle." Amaraga separated the flesh after being irradiated by the Gauss beam and shouted to the empty universe, "Landugol, if you want revenge, then help me!"

". Detect the fluctuations of the God of Death! Cut off the rebirth agreement of the troops!"

Inamath instantly felt the smell of the ancient enemy. Although they tore apart the gods who enslaved and deceived them in the ultimate revenge, these shadows still entangled in the body of the fear of death like a curse.

Some dead warriors began to break away from the control of Inamas. The control codes of their data cores were overwritten, and these metal skeletons showed an extreme desire for life and flesh.

The troops responsible for strangling and capturing Amalaja were in chaos. Many warriors left their posts and abandoned their Gauss rifles. Their metal bodies stretched out sharp claws.

They tore the bodies of other dead warriors, and condensate and living metal fragments fell everywhere.

"He violated the law prohibiting research! He also violated the law of the God of Death! Give up the capture and activate the high-dimensional weapon! Let this low-level life form without high-dimensional support be chopped into pieces by the three-dimensional threads of the high-dimensional space! "

Because of Armas' anger, the entire Executioner fleet arranged in a triangular formation. With the angles of the pyramid ships aimed at each other, the space around the Tau began to be forcibly drawn into high-dimensional space.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Amaraga knew that there was no chance of survival when he entered the higher dimension, and there was not a single can of dimensional filler around him.

Just like a three-dimensional being dropped into a two-dimensional one, without the support of dimensional fillers, you will be completely spread out on a flat surface. By then, your head may be resting on your stomach, your heart will be turned inside out, and your blood vessels will be turned inside out. and bones completely flat.

The same is true for forcibly ascending to higher dimensions. Without anchor points and dimensional support, the body will show all the details, and the living being cannot enter the forbidden land that does not belong to him.

At that time, Amalaga will be erased by the laws of higher dimensions and become a space fragment that has lost its self-awareness.

Tomb-class tomb ship, this thing can suppress an entire Imperial fleet.