"It sounds like, Talos, you also know a thing or two about gray marrow?"
Soshyan turned to look at the prophet.
"Can you tell me what you know?"
"I actually don't know what gray marrow is—"
"Then tell me everything you saw."
After Talos was silent for a moment, he said softly:
"I actually didn't completely believe what I was seeing."
"The Warp has a habit of manipulating lies."
Soshyan interrupted.
"Although I only know that there is no truth in their mouths, unless the truth itself will cause greater damage, I still want to know, what did the subspace say to you?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"That's just me being sentimental."
The two fell into a brief silence, and after a while, Talos spoke again.
"Soshyan, what do you think of the gods?"
"I have always believed that gods are not real. You should know this."
"In essence, they are both true and false. They are self-aware lies that take pleasure in spreading panic among fools."
Talos looked at the cube and described in a gentle tone:
"They will do this because they are a test for humans themselves, a test of our will and a test of our determination."
Then, he took off his helmet and a smile appeared on his pale face.
"You also know this."
"All I know is that these days I'm becoming increasingly impatient with some assholes trying to impose their twisted world view on me."
"You are still unwilling to face the real reality."
"There is no God at all in the world, only ourselves - those things are just reflections of human hearts. I would like to hear your opinion on why we have to put our noses in a pile of stinky psychic shit.
Come and sniff?"
Talos stared at Soshyan's face for a long time, and then said:
"Are you asking a question or making a point?"
"Both."
Soshyan also took off his helmet, then spat at the cube, clenched his fists, and then released them. This action caused the servo in the gauntlet to make a low muffled sound.
"It's neither at the same time, in my opinion..."
He shook his head.
"I will have nothing to do with any god."
"The 'gods' package you are referring to does not include...the Emperor?"
Facing Soshyan's gaze that looked like it could kill someone, Talos spread his hands.
"I don't mean to offend, I have experienced the era when the emperor was a mortal, but no matter what he was like before, the result is that he brought dark enlightenment to millions of worlds and was worshiped for it. For those who worshiped him
To the people of this world, the Emperor is truly a god."
"Why did you become a theologian?"
Talos snorted.
"How many times have we talked about this topic? You and I both know that your education has told you something, and that is undoubtedly a fact - but it is not the only fact that can be called a fact in this world.
There are as many things as the stars in the sky, but no matter what, the facts are the facts. Maybe the gods are nothing in your eyes, but you are the same in the eyes of the gods."
Hearing this, Soshyan seemed to be frozen in place, and Talos laughed when he saw this.
"Ah, okay, I just want to tell you a guess about Gray Marrow, a guess about the dead gods... Do you know the Star God?"
"Star God?"
Soshyan squeezed out this hoarse word through his teeth. For some reason, he felt a sense of disgust in his heart.
"I once saw an ancient text in an Elda ruins. You know those things are everywhere in the Eye of Terror, but this text left a deep impression on me-"
There was a time when the Eldar were not driven by fear, nor troubled by the horrors that awaited them after death, nor by the thought that they were not immortal.
But at that time, they had more powerful enemies. The names of those enemies were Ingel, which translated into Gothic was "Star God".
The Eldar and their gods launched a war against In'Gail. Those immortals born from the stars who were eternally hungry and immortal brought disaster to the galaxy, and their men, the pure silver legions, were soulless.
His followers, the most elite warriors, have carved a burning path across the galaxy.
After Talos finished narrating this passage, Soshiyang already had a new idea in his mind.
"I have also checked the files about the Necrons, but they are all very vague, but... Veronica mentioned that they were once called Necrontyrs, and they were not what they are now in the ancient past.
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"When it comes to the knowledge of the Star Gods, the Spirit Race does have more knowledge. Maybe you can ask her again later."
Soshyan frowned slightly.
"Riddles, she always likes to tell riddles."
Talos laughed strangely twice and said:
"That's the way Ada behaves. They are so stubborn and arrogant by nature, so I always recommend that you use a whip to tame her."
"Then tell me...why the Star God is connected with Gray Marrow."
"Because as far as I know, the Necrontyr will become what it is now, that is, it will be powered by the Star God, or cursed... But in so many years, I have never seen your level in any Necron.
Strength, the answer is obvious."
"Star God——"
Soshyan lowered his head and thought about this term.
"It seems we have to start from here, then this cube-"
He raised his head and looked at the slowly rotating mysterious thing in front of him.
"It's probably related to the Star God."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Take it away."
"this--"
Talos shook his head.
"With just the two of us, I'm afraid we can't move."
"I have to try."
Soshyan reached out to the cube again, this time using the power of the gray marrow.
Soon, the symbols on the cube began to flash, and upon seeing this, Soshyan immediately activated the gray marrow in his body to the extreme.
At the moment when all the runes on the cube lit up, a strong light suddenly burst out. Talos had to raise his hand to block his eyes, but Soshyan looked straight ahead.
Because this huge cube was opened like a dismantled Rubik's Cube!
He saw the truth inside the cube. He saw a rotating and rising fire monster. Its upper body was almost human-shaped, and its lower body was a spiral of flames. He seemed to be quite familiar with it——
What followed was a roar that shook his soul.
N'Flan! N'Flan! N'Flan!
A blank appeared in Soshyan's mind.
Suddenly, the words unfolded in the darkness, extending into a string of syllables, leaping beyond language and directly entering eternity.
But if you look closely, you will find that it is not a language, not a language that humans can speak, or even a language that can be uttered by any living thing.