Chapter 157 149. The Outcast
106, no, deep in Winmas, Nas knelt silently on the steps of the pyramid.
Gaseros was looking down at its archon.
The body of the Necron Lord is taller than the average Necron slave. Gaseros is composed of smooth and flawless living metal. The lines of the Necron are on its body to show its more noble status.
But Nurse knew it was over.
The combination of the long time and the suddenly interrupted sleep made Nass no longer have any hope.
But it still knelt there loyally.
The voice of "Archon"
Gaseros slowly passed through the black stone tomb. There was no life in the dark and dry tomb.
For Nass, this is good news. The king's sanity may still be there.
Gaselos blinked slowly.
It was sitting in the viewing seat of the military training ground. The slave poured wine for it. Gaselos Looking at his brother Otyx, he is still too cowardly and values life too much, no matter what kind of life it is.
This makes his brother look rude and disrespectful.
Necrontyrs only need death, and their short lives can only embrace death.
Gaseros needs to teach its younger brother a lesson.
It looked at the warriors trained in the military training grounds. These elites would form the strong army of the Necrontyr.
"Stop."
Gaseros said. The star's light made it dizzy.
Nas raised his head in confusion and looked at the king standing on the top of the tomb.
"Arrange yourself in a row in descending order according to the number of opponents you defeated in the contest."
Nass tried to understand the king's order, and then it issued its order, asking the guards behind it to line up according to the king's instructions.
The king walked slowly down the stairs.
Gaseros walked slowly to the head of the group of warriors, and saw the surprised look in his brother's eyes.
Its younger brother is still too rude, they are kings, and it is their right to do anything to these subordinates.
Younger brother Eutyx needs to realize this as soon as possible so that he can become a worthy candidate for the throne.
[No, no, they have been expelled. ]
Brother Otyx looked at it in shock.
Nas followed the king silently. Of course Nas knew what the king was going to do.
Nass survived countless screenings.
Countless peers died, but Nass lived, so it changed from a slave to a consul under one person and above ten thousand people.
Gaseros nodded solemnly, and then shot every other soldier in their head.
The fallen Necrontyr will not rise again.
The fallen Necrons can quickly rise under the operation of the resurrection protocol, and the Guardians enjoy higher resurrection rights than ordinary Necrons.
"I need to let you understand two things,"
Gaseros said solemnly,
"First, Necrophobes are not afraid of death. Death is just an inevitable fact."
Every Necrophobe will die, which is deeply buried in their genes. The curse of the bottom.
"Secondly, although you and I are the second heirs of Unas, in the face of death, we are also like these warriors."
Gaseros very much hopes that his younger brother can become the leader of the dynasty and die after Unas dies. Eventually, they will lead a huge undead dynasty.
It turned back, wanting to look seriously into its brother's eyes and tell Otyx of its good intentions, even though the blood seeping from the Necrontyr's corpse was about to get on its shoes.
Its younger brother looked at it blankly,
"We can't die, brother."
"There is no death."
The blood disappeared.
Gaseros turned his head blankly, and saw its consul Nas,
"Why am I here? Why am I awake?"
Nas buried his head very low,
"Unas expelled you, and just now, you The guards of the tomb discovered a suspected fragment of the Star God, so their consciousness awakened you in advance."
Ah, Unas, Unas.
It cannot die, so it naturally does not need an heir.
Carthros was expelled, after its expelled brother.
It was still convincing itself that its younger brother was expelled because he was not qualified enough.
But when he was thrown from the upper level of the pyramid, he didn't even have an escort of the same size as his brother.
Unas was afraid of it, and the slaves it had slaughtered had provided enough blades for Unas.
Gaseros knew that he would go back. The throne belonged to him and his brother, not Unas.
That old immortal.
It needs to accumulate strength and cannot alert the enemy. Unas will not allow it to develop its own army. The cunning and cruel leader will always monitor them.
And this time waking up early... it can do something.
Gazeros stared at Nas's lowered head, thinking deeply.
Star God Fragment
"Give me information about infesting the Serenity."
Gaseros spoke, and Nas followed suit.
The radiation source marking the Star God fragment was quite vague. Gaseros realized with dissatisfaction that perhaps this was just a misidentification.
Its younger brother looked at it with a smile, as if expecting Gaseros to lead a dynasty with it.
It cannot be sloppy.
"Prepare the spaceship."
"I'm going to take a look for myself."
Nass felt his circuit trembled. Its duty is to protect the king. The king's current situation is obviously not suitable for going into battle in person.
Although the nobles are willing to go to the front line to direct the war in person, they stand on the front line and lead their armies forward.
But now, it's clear that Nurse can't let Wang do this.
"King, please let me do it for you."
Nas lowered his head again, and it was about to kiss the ground.
"Those lowly flesh and blood creatures are not worth your trouble."
Hearing this, Gaseros shook his hand irritably. Although it had killed many Necrontyr slaves, compared to its younger brother, it would not attach anything to it. mood.
So it didn't just shoot Nas.
"Then go ahead."
Gaseros said arrogantly,
"But don't alert the enemy, and don't let Unas notice you."
"I want all the information about that signal, that fleet, I want it complete." "
If it is really a Star God fragment, then don't let it be surprised. They are very cunning and pretend to be another race."
" If not, then I also want their complete information."
If the Star God information can be disguised, this will also play a key role in the future battle with Unas.
Nass wanted to say something else, but it finally said nothing. It glanced at the king with a complicated expression, turned and left to prepare its fleet.
"Dead man."
"Or another political loser who has gone crazy."
It said,
"The little consul is interesting, but of no value."
"Then I don't have any burden."
The Carthros here is Completely made up by myself.
His younger brother had the original work, but he didn't, so I started making it up.
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