Lana stretched out her hand, and the moment she stepped out of the balcony, a light green ripple spread in front of her, preventing her from going any further.
The dimensional barrier is the highest level of protection and the strongest prison. Even as a science and technology technician, she does not have the ability to break through it without the help of relevant equipment.
Just when she fell into despair, slight footsteps suddenly sounded behind her. Lana turned around suddenly, only to see the cabinet door in the room opened - although the Necrontyr no longer needed clothes after the body transformation,
But for the sake of dignity, I still keep a bunch of unused furniture in my residence.
Under Lana's vigilant gaze, a staggering figure jumped out with a light green energy trail, and then swayed left and right on the ground twice, like a spring.
"Hey, it's really dangerous. I almost triggered the alarm."
After standing firm, the person raised his hand slightly and made a very frivolous greeting gesture to Lana.
"Hello, Ms. Lana, see you again."
Lana made an incredulous sound from behind her mask.
"Tarrazin, you-"
As a result, the other party raised his finger in front of his mouth, Lana immediately woke up and lowered her voice.
"...how did you get in?"
A sly smile appeared on Taras' metallic face.
"I've been to Mandala a few times, so I'm quite familiar with it."
"Disgusting thief, this is not a treasure house."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what you said is so hurtful. Do I have to come here just to borrow something?"
Lana let out two cold chuckles.
"Are you trying to save me?"
Trazin snapped her fingers.
"That's right, ma'am."
"Huh? Why? There should be nothing to do between you and me, and I don't have what you want."
But Taras just said a word without thinking.
"Meinak is awake."
Hearing this sentence, Lana was stunned for a moment, and then made a surprised sound.
"Aren't they rumored to be dead?"
"Sotek and other dynasties wanted to exterminate them, but someone's little trick perfectly hid Menak. I have been to their tombs several times, and the situation there is not good."
After Lana thought for a moment, she said:
"What does this have to do with me?"
"Maybe, maybe not, but things will get more interesting than if you stay here."
Lana looked at this weird overlord and suddenly said something.
"Tarrazin, do you remember what happened during the transformation?"
Trazin shrugged and shook his head, and Lana continued:
"You are cursing the King of Silence, cursing the tyrant who dragged our people into the abyss, so you actually remember it, right? You are disguising yourself, and you helped me because I opposed him."
"There is nothing wrong with biological transformation. It is precisely because of this infinite life that I can satisfy infinite pleasure."
Lana stared at the other person, not knowing whether this was a lie or the truth, but it didn't matter anymore.
"Okay, take me away, I have a lot of things to deal with."
"Of course, ladies first, you go first."
Trazin made a very gentlemanly gesture, then Lana turned and walked towards the cabinet.
"Oh, by the way, I got your things back for you."
Lana turned around, caught the dimensional cube thrown by Trazin, and nodded.
"Thank you so much."
But she didn't leave immediately. Instead, she asked another question.
"Are you really not afraid of offending Imotek by doing this? He will definitely know that you did it, and will regard this as the most serious provocation. He will definitely send his most powerful killers to hunt you down across the galaxy.
"
"Well, since he probably didn't come back so soon, especially when he was ambushed by a human full of vengeful rage."
"You act after everything has been calculated. It is indeed the style of the Endless One."
After saying that, she stepped into the opened dimensional passage without looking back. As she left, a piercing alarm began to echo in the room. Trazin also snickered, broke into the capital of the Sotec Dynasty, "Steal
"Go" the "queen" of the arrogant Storm King, which brought him great pleasure, and he immediately got into the cabinet.
In the windy and rainy Thunderstone Church, the Bewitcher listened to Corax's message from afar, and in the end he only said one sentence slowly.
"Meinak has woken up and it seems that he has begun to prepare for the final showdown."
The Crow Lord, who stood like a shadow in the candlelight with only a pale face and unadorned long black hair, responded in a low voice:
"Russ and I destroyed more than a dozen secret laboratories of the Necrontyr, each of which was filled with shocking atrocities. Why did Xerxes choose to cooperate with these ancient evil things in the first place?"
"Because he has no choice... No one understands the nature of the Star God better than that being."
"Ruth was called away by that person and didn't know what to do. How should he deal with it now?"
But the Bewitcher did not respond. He just relit a candle, gently inserted it on the candlestick, and said slowly:
"Corax, do you think the singer is on the right track?"
Hearing what he said, Corax's pale face changed slightly, as if he was timid after being exposed, but he eventually returned to his gloomy look.
"I can't tell who is right and who is wrong, so I can only... try to help."
"Do you think Ryan is a confused person?"
Corax seemed a little unaccustomed to the Beguiler's very out-of-the-box way of speaking. After a moment of silence, he answered:
"An overly strong sense of honor and responsibility sometimes disrupts his ability to discern, and he often...appears a little confused in some small things."
"Malcador once said these two words. Dorn is cautious in his life, and Ryan is not confused about major matters. Corax, your ability to focus too much on trivial matters sometimes interferes with your judgment. The long history of mankind
We have been told again and again that we can be confused about many small things, but never be confused about big things."
Corax did not answer, and the Bewitcher did not continue the topic. Instead, he walked to the shelf on one side with the candlestick, put it in place, and looked up at a painting illuminated by the candlelight.
The composition is very simple. A pool of water is covered with a green round plant, with pink flowers blooming in the middle. Two figures with unclear faces wearing yellow shawls and robes sit cross-legged in the middle of the pool with their hands clasped together.
Face each other.
"I'm not him, and he's not me. I'm him, and he's also me. Maybe it's this kind of relationship that makes it difficult for you, Corax, and the same is true for Russ."
At this time, Corax said something.
"It seems to me that you are just sick."
"Why is he sick and not dead?"
Corax was speechless.
"You are so eager that the person you once knew is still there, but I have warned you time and time again that he is no longer there, or that it is not him you knew from the beginning."
"We just hope he comes back."
The deceiver points to the candle.
"When a candle burns dry, it will leave traces of partially melted wax. So if the wax traces are remade into a candle, does it mean that the dried candle has been resurrected?"
Corax was speechless again.
In the end, he only squeezed out one sentence.
"What do you need me to do now?"
The confused person looked at him, sighed after a moment, and then said:
"Then please go to Orps. When Soshyan arrives, help him repel the Necrontyr's attack, and carefully investigate whether there are any traps."
"good."
While the sound still echoed on the church's dome, the Crow Lord had already gone away with the shadow.