Although there was not a word or a trace of noise, Leman Russ's muttering question was still answered.
The sudden movements of these neatly arranged undead guards stirred the stagnant air. A commander holding a phase halberd and wearing a gilded cloak walked out from among his lich guards. Leman Russ stood on its sculptured face.
There is no hope or mercy in sight.
Only the cold promise of eternal death.
There is no need for any verbal communication between each other, only the hostility that destroys each other remains.
At the same time, a large number of tomb beetles poured out, and they began to devour the bodies that could not be recovered, re-spinning the necromantic alloy filaments to repair those warriors who could still stand again, and some of them scattered parts of the space that were smashed by boulders.
The remains of the undead were dragged away and prepared to perform the rebirth ceremony.
Facing the mighty army, Leman Russ just twisted his neck and made a crackling sound.
"It's not at all like Corax to be slow like this..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leman Russ saw a strange scene. The green light that had almost burst out of the earth's crust disappeared, along with the light in the eyes of the metal skeletons, and even the obelisk fell to the ground.
, tilted to one side like eggs that had been pushed over - only a few remained.
This undead army really turned into a pile of corpses, real corpses.
The remaining Necrons who were still active were also in chaos, and they seemed to be looking around not knowing what was going on.
"Well done!! My brother!!!!!"
Leman Russ roared loudly, and then his figure skyrocketed, turning into a giant wolf again, and rushed towards the bewildered Necron commander.
Half an hour later——
With a bang, the wall was directly smashed, and the giant wolf walked into the depths of this alien tomb carrying the sparkling remains of the undead noble in its mouth. This is the most magnificent palace in the tomb, with huge stasis on both sides.
There was a coffin, and on the throne at the top, a headless body lay crookedly, and a huge dark figure stood quietly aside, holding a metal head in its clawed hands.
Spitting aside the broken metal corpse, Leman Russ returned to his human form and walked towards the throne.
"I thought you would be faster."
"There were some obstacles, and it took some time for the intrusion control protocol to issue a stop order."
After speaking, Corax threw the skull in his hand to the ground and crushed it with one foot. The two blood relatives had a rather indifferent attitude when talking to each other. After all, they had been accustomed to this method of communication a long time ago.
Without saying anything more, the two of them walked all the way into the depths of the tomb world.
Finally, their steps were blocked by a black door.
Corax stood silently in front of the door, the shadow spread from under his feet, seeping into the walls and cracks in the door...
After a while, the door opened and the two of them walked inside.
"Oh, damn bastard..."
As soon as he entered, Leman Russ uttered an exclamation of curse, and Corax's pale face also frowned.
They entered a hall surrounded by electrified mist, with pillars thicker than the two primarchs. Above the hall was a disturbing faceted sphere, and in the middle of the hall was a jagged pyramid rising from the floor.
The bulge reached its apex near the center of the sphere. Inside was a weird alien machine that looked like a giant spider. It had countless cables spreading all around, but this was not the reason for the two people's amazement.
The thing that amazed them was the translucent glass covers hanging on the surrounding walls. In these insect egg-like containers, there were strong bodies floating in them, and they were all things they were familiar with——
Astartes.
Nearly a hundred Astartes were imprisoned here and stripped of their power armor. Many of them had marks of mutilation and battle. At the same time, they all had one thing in common, that is, their bodies had a certain degree of metalization.
"Who the hell did this?"
Leman Russ walked towards one of them, looking at the motionless body almost face to face.
Suddenly, he noticed something and squinted his eyes.
"There's something in his head."
Corax stared at the spider-shaped machine.
"Everyone here has... It seems that he is right, someone has been targeting the blood of the Eleventh Legion... No wonder the bloodline of the Eleventh Legion is now known to be on the side of the Imperial Fist, I'm afraid the Ultramarines
The bloodline there has long been on the verge of being cut off. When did this start? Who is secretly assisting the aliens... The Bewitcher has never mentioned this before, doesn't he know about it..."
"who is it!?"
Leman Russ turned sharply, but Corax only shook his head.
"I don't know, probably...only the wise man who tells this information knows."
"Why don't they stop this!"
"I don't know, maybe... want to cover up their real plan... or have other plans -"
Before he finished speaking, Corax suddenly noticed something, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Go, destroy this place and leave immediately."
"Um?"
Leman Russ narrowed his eyes.
"Is someone here? Or we can teach these ancient bastards a lesson..."
"Don't be reckless. The void matrix here just hasn't been activated. Once activated, we may not be able to benefit from them. Do you want to waste the lives of your descendants? The goal has been achieved and we can leave. We have other places to go."
Visiting'."
"What about them?"
The Wolf King glanced at the warriors who seemed to be sleeping.
"Don't you want to take it to Soshyan?"
But Corax was silent for a moment and then shook his head.
"...The wise man said that they are all hopeless... releasing them may have unpredictable consequences... Let me do it. If he wants to blame him in the future, just blame me."
After hearing this, Riemann turned around without saying a word, took a lunge, jumped up high, and hit the machine with the sharp sword in his hand.
In an instant, huge energy was released and swept through the entire underground tomb...
Soon after, a huge dark fleet came to this world, but no one came to welcome them. The being who commanded this fleet directly led the team to teleport to the ground, but all it saw was that most of it was destroyed by the explosion formed inside.
The tomb and the metal corpse fragments.
"Enlightened One, the secret library guard Lord Aleister has died. He didn't even have time to awaken most of the army and the Death Seal. The secret library was also completely destroyed, and not a single sample survived."
When a necromancy technician reported the bad news, the science technician with weird four-legged lower limbs, four arms, and a double-headed scepter used his weapon to hit the huge ravine drawn by his claws on the ground.
After a scratch, the green single eye in the metal skull flashed.
"It seems that some mischievous weirdos have smelled this place...then they will definitely attack another secret vault."
The next second, in the flash of light, all the Necron disappeared in place, and the fleet also quickly disappeared in orbit, leaving only this nameless, dead planet, continuing to rotate along its own orbit.