Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 660 108. Trazyn is the best at playing tricks
"It is the stupidest Necrontyr, but that is why I am here."

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It has always been a not very honest necrophile.

Whether it was adventures in other Necromancer tombs or sneaking into the palaces of other races, Trazyn loved adventure. Life should have some fun, otherwise it would be a sure death.

The death ray passed by again, and the space distorted by the Star God Ishtar the Countless made the Crowned One's attack fail again.

The shrieking, fiery ray passed far away and exploded in the land far behind Trazyn.

Thought circuits should have overheated, the liquid coolant should have hissed inside its head, the runes should have warned it of over-running, but none of that happened. Instead, Trazyn felt better than ever.

Is this the wisdom of a Star God willing to cooperate?
Runes were written with shimmering silver-white metal on its gray-black body, and the program of this temporary body was changed to become more suitable for calculations and war.

Its consciousness was dispersed, on the swooping Doomsday Scythe, and on every soldier swinging it. Trazyn felt that he had become a more advanced version of some kind of automated soul.
It can schedule everything.

The Necrons' thoughts couldn't help but drift far away. Millions of years ago, the cooperation between the Necrontyr and the Star Gods made the entire galaxy surrender to them. This was enough to illustrate the potential of the cooperation between them.

After realizing that Trazyn did not have much command experience, Pluto even thoughtfully provided it with a lot of data. Trazyn felt that his calculation formula was evolving rapidly, and he even began to deliberately practice what he had learned on the battlefield to test these skills.

If it were an ordinary crowned general, perhaps the war between them would have ended by now.

But the old general is still fighting, and he even seems to be in high spirits. How long has it been since he met a nobleman who is willing to have a fair fight with him?
As for the other nobles... Zandrick's thought engine jumped for a moment, and it couldn't remember clearly.

But its guard Obiron remembered that Obiron had cleared the Death Mark troops from other nobles for the Crowned One countless times, some from the Crowned Ones under the old general position, and some from enemies from external dynasties.

This is not an uncommon occurrence.

The Necrontyr are an extremely cruel race, born into a world of war and class.

Below the nobility, the necrophiles do not need to have a self or personality. They only need war to prove their worth.

It was because of his military achievements and his father's merits that the commoner Obiron had the honor of becoming the royal guard of the Crowned Zandrick.

The nobles use war to prove themselves. They are born noble, but they must use war and intrigue to consolidate their positions. If they are a straw bag...

Then no matter how noble its blood is, it will be pulled down from the throne by other nobles and die inexplicably in palace fighting.

Resources are scarce and life is fleeting, and the Necrontyr are such a race.

But the rest of life is gone.

The Necrons crawled out of the graves of the Undead, going crazy and mad, still trying to restrain themselves with the rules of the past. The clown who still had self-awareness was trying to fight in the palace, but he was not clearly aware of what was happening to him.

Obiron also watched helplessly as his beloved crown-wearer, Zandrick, stepped into the river of madness.

Wang Wei was clearly aware that this was irreversible. He himself had lost a lot of memories and personality. The fierce war would bring wear and tear, eroding them bit by bit until the memory was completely lost.

After the last thrilling war, it lost most of its memories of the Necrontyr. Obilon forgot what it felt like to drink water and the city where it lived in its childhood. It felt that it was heading towards its final death.

But the one who wears the crown has not yet realized this.

Or maybe it's aware of it, but is just ignoring it.

Every death, every command of a war that is too large, brings wear and tear on one's character.

No Necron can escape this curse...but...Oberon looked across at them, where Trazyn was trying his best to compete with the Crowned One in command.

Is it an exception?

"thrilling!"

Another command boat disappeared in the bright white light, along with Trazyn who was commanding on it.

Trazyn immediately transferred his consciousness to the body in which he was fighting the Tomb Stalker. Just as his entire personality was stuffed into this body, the hissing giant insect in front of him swung its sickle-like front legs at him!

Taraxin immediately rolled over, and his knife-like crescent-shaped front paws rubbed his back and pierced into the ground, splashing mud and sand.

The Endless One gave a signal, and pillars of fire as thick as the palace's support pillars gushed out from the ground, directly blasting the giant insect and the coffin guards under it into the sky!
In the distance, another piece of Burning Fragment thrown out by the Infinite One retracted its gaze and continued to concentrate on dealing with the Burning Fragment released by the Crowned One - the Star God Fragments always longed for each other.

Now, three of Trazyn's bodies have been scrapped, but there are still five bodies of Trazyn still commanding operations in different places on the battlefield.

Excluding Hades, there are four Star God fragments on the battlefield that are still viable, three of which belong to the Infinite Ones and one to the Crowned One.

There are four fragments of the Star God imprisoned in the hyperdimensional labyrinth, twisting and screaming. One is from Trazyn and the remaining three are from Zandrick.

The old general also has a few coins in his pocket.

No Deathfearer is willing to surrender! The two war commanders are playing chess with their own troops. There may not even be too much hatred between them, but for this originally warlike race, war does not need too many reasons!
Even if Tarasim was really defeated, the old general estimated that he would 80% abide by the Necrontyr Pact and make it pay the ransom as soon as possible.

Trazyn thought, and swung his scythe again, and another command boat floated up under its feet, carrying it to a high place.

But Taraxin is better at dealing with the Star Gods. Taraxin specially sent a body to accommodate the Star God of Zandrek. Pluto, who was concentrating on helping it improve its performance, would look away from time to time to add some fun to the fight between the fragments of the Star God.

What's more, Trazyn thought, the Star God fragments it housed were much larger, and it fed them well, not just like other dynasties.

In fact, all the Star God fragments on the field now may not be as powerful as Pluto alone. They are too fragmented and have decayed rapidly - just like the Necron.

A strange glimmer appeared on the battlefield. Zandrick's warriors collapsed to the ground, howling in pain. Billions of strange eyes appeared from the refracted space. The Countless Ishtar was silently cursing Tarasim who imprisoned it.

The curse was ineffective, and Pluto's black fog helped it avoid these small negative curses.

Massive rock arms lashed across the ground, knocking back armies with sheer mass and speed, and the World Shaper Igrania roared, tearing the earth in two.

On the other side, there was a hell of flames. The two largest fragments of the Burner were fighting each other. Ordinary armies could not get close at all. Only the anger between the Star Gods remained.

"I have never seen so many Star God fragments in my life."

Pluto's voice sounded from the space section, "I can--"

"Not yet."

Trazyn said calmly that it was not sure Hades could continue to eat.

It once again opened its thinking circuit to the maximum, and the Pluto Void Dragon part was protecting the Endless' personality module as much as possible. Trazyn was very grateful to Hades, and Hades knew what it meant.

"So when do I go?"

Pluto looked sideways. In addition to the fact that the Star Gods had an advantage in numbers, the situation on the battlefield was not optimistic. The old general was obviously better, and it was a bit of a stretch to let a civilian fight. But at the same time, Trazyn learned very quickly. Perhaps this was not the normal learning speed of a Necromancer. Necromancers always tended to be conservative, which also affected their learning ability.

And those small fragments of Star God... Pluto was silent. He hid in the dimensional section and watched his "fellows". But what surprised Pluto, or was not surprising at all, was that these small fragments of Star God had degenerated too badly.

They have enormous energy but don't know how to use it. They are like dwarfs with great strength. Perhaps they have never learned how to use their abilities correctly and can only roughly imitate the fighting methods of other races.

But...isn't he the same?
Hades was silent. He realized that Trazyn's upgrade was about to reach its peak. From now on, the knowledge of the Void Dragon and the Deceiver would be eclipsed. Trazyn's personality data had reached its peak, and the next thing to do was to upgrade his body.

But for the commander, the body is obviously not the most important thing, not to mention that Trazyn is a disposable person.

"It's reached its limit,"

Hades said, watching the cooling system he had wired for Trazyn run wildly.
"Later, performance will be improved at the cost of losing your own personality data."

"That's enough, that's enough."

Trazyn smiled, it felt just right, even though its computing power was three or four times that of the old general - but in fact, in the situation, the half-crazy crowned one was still using his terrifying experience and intuition to suppress Trazyn.

If old general Zandrik wasn't crazy... he would be the most capable general under the Storm King, but unfortunately, he is crazy.

Even though it was crazy, its war talent was good enough for the Storm King to ignore this unpleasantness.

Once again, Trazyn realized that he had found himself a troublesome enough enemy... but if he won, the reward would be generous enough.

This is a good opportunity to train myself, Trazyn thought, and at the same time he tried to dissuade Pluto from attacking. In front of countless fragments of the Star God, Pluto was obviously a little anxious.

However, as countless Tesla Destroyers roared, and after the flames of the Burners scorched, and after realizing that Trazyn would not use insidious assassins such as the Death Mark,

Obiron, the king on the throne next to Zandrick, moved.

In just a moment! Obiron's body disappeared. Wang Wei had the most sophisticated ghost-step cloak. The cube that did not belong to this dimension floated in Obiron's hand, and the guard stepped into the realm of thousands of purposes.

Screaming, painful, twisted! The eyes cursed, countless people were clamped by the claw-shaped super-dimensional maze, and the space refracted like an illusion was restored. Poor, the fragments of the star god used by Trazyn to power the museum returned to the cage again.

Oh shit!

Taraxin cursed inwardly, this is the strength that a king guard should have? !
It had heard of the legend of the old general, and the guard Obiron who had stopped thousands of assassinations for it, but generally, a royal guard of this strength would have rebelled long ago, instead of continuing to be a guard!
Don’t talk nonsense about class with Trazyn - the actual leader of the Sotek Dynasty where the old general belongs, the Storm King, rose from the common people!
The scythe in Obiron's hand was as treacherous as its pace. Without violating the honorable pact of the Necrontyr, Trazyn realized that the King's Guard was clearing out the elite units and quickly moved towards the Burner's position.

Now Tarazim's advantage on the field is entirely due to the Star God fragments. Tarazim's command is still slowing down its sufficient army!

Damn it! Damn it!

Trazyn had never been so angry. Its agility and agility, which it was proud of in the past, became pale in comparison on the front battlefield. After all, it had led its army to defeat a very powerful fragment of the Deceiver, but it was still no match for the regular army!

The Endless began to swear that after this war, it would work hard to learn how to command battles.

At the same time, it realized that it had to let Pluto take the field and could no longer take the opportunity to let Pluto upgrade for it for free.

Pluto obviously realized this as well. The space section around Trazyn dissipated. At the moment when Obiron approached the Burner, Trazyn could see that Obiron's pace suddenly changed.

A dark crescent moon appeared!

Obiron changed his pace and instinctively dodged, but the light was distorted - the dark section turned and directly cut Wang Wei in half!

"Be careful of the hyperdimensional maze!!!"

Trazyn roared that in the realm of pure physics, Pluto was still as strong as a large fragment of Star God - which meant he could be captured.

It is not worried that Obiron will be resurrected in other tomb worlds. Taraxin has some tricks that are enough to erase this data consciousness.

Perhaps even Trazyn doesn't need to take action, death will wipe out Wang Wei's few remaining personalities and memories.

At the same time as it shouted, Obiron, whose upper body was suspended in the air, moved. Flashes of three super-dimensional mazes burst out at this moment, and Taraxin felt a mournful cry from his own thought circuit.

The hyperdimensional maze can cover all dimensions, and Hades, who has been hiding in other dimensions, has to show up - fortunately, he tied up Magnus and threw him away in advance.

In front of the super-dimensional maze, Pluto's pupils dilated. He seemed to understand the Star God's instinctive fear of this. Part of the Star God was screaming in pain - but his train of thought was not disrupted in the slightest.

Hades took off the two pendants from his waist and untied them, revealing the Burner's blazing heart and the Void Dragon's core, which still flowed with silver blood.

He didn't expect these two Star God fragments that he had almost eaten clean to show off their skills in front of the Necrons, but... consuming two cages was enough!
Just like a trap that was triggered in advance, the two super-dimensional mazes were triggered in advance amid the violent spatial fluctuations and pounced on the bait released by Hades.

Pluto raised his eyes, and above his dark face, the super-dimensional maze clamped down on him with unavoidable pressure.

"No--!!!!"

Trazyn screamed heart-wrenchingly. The space where Hades was located was broken, so it could not see the whole picture, but Trazyn hoped that he would not get into trouble!

On the other side, the command boat that Zandrick was riding on suddenly reached full power and rushed towards Taraxin!

"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals! Let's have a fight!"

Xandrek called out cheerfully, and the old general took up his scythe.

At least in the short term, Trazyn couldn't count on Hades' help - and its mediocre skills - no!

Trazyn thought desperately, clenching the Ruthless Annihilation Staff in both hands and gesturing at the old general. He could definitely escape, but did he really want to escape?
But just as the two Necrons were about to meet—

"I'm done."

In the mysterious time and space, the single-purpose being muttered to itself that the river of time was flowing turbulently under its feet, forming two branches, flowing to different distant places.

And there was a group of...astrologers who looked up and looked at the absurd future, that...

The future of the ancient orcs' revival.

"Tarazyn, my mortal enemy, Tarazyn,"

Orikan said it began to collapse,
"Why are you always present at such a turning point in fate?"

That's it.

Orrickan raised his hand and pointed at the image of Zandrek reflected in the river of time - the light of the Crowned One was already confused and delirious.

(End of this chapter)