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These Necrons shaped the planets into terrifying world engines, and the star cores that shone with a faint green brilliance and were hollowed out were like the most terrifying natural disaster among the stars.

How can Cross, who has done so many evil deeds, be loved by people?

Now, forced to pick up their bags and forced to leave their homeland forever, how could the Xandars like such a coward and wicked who surrendered?

"Heartless watch!"

A Nova Corps member who passed by the huge statue of Naklos spat in disdain and walked up the stairs of the colony ship unwillingly.

"Actually, you don't have to put yourself in such a humiliating and embarrassing situation."

Tarasin looked at the silent Cross in front of him, and said in a faint voice

"You can play a heroic hero and savior until you die, and I'd be happy to play with you in a play."

"But that would waste a lot of time and give them some undeserved hope."

Cross turned his head to look at Talasin, and said in a cold and mechanical voice.

"And, you just want to use my body to build a satisfactory collection."

"That said, it's just taking advantage of what you don't want." Talasin shook his head gracefully and regretfully.

What Cross said was right. In Talasin's original plan, her slaughter and the entire city of Xandar would be placed in a stagnant position to become another precious collection of Talasin.

He has already thought about the title of the title, and it is called "The Death of the New Star President Cross".

A hero Cross lost to a terrifying Necronomicon, but at the last moment won a collection of last hope for his people.

But apparently this excellent idea is now completely useless.

Because the heroic and brave new star President Cross has now become a coward rejected by the people, no matter what the truth is, it will be so in the historical record.

Thalassian has no interest in collecting a collection of spurned fools and cowards.

"However, how are you feeling now?"

Talasin quickly cleared up his regrets and looked at Cross with interest.

She accepted the most complete Necron transformation technology, and she obtained a body that belonged to the Lich Guard under Tarasine, and the nova energy flowing in Cross's body made the strength of this body even higher. .

She has an almost overlord-level body, and more importantly, her tenacious soul has remained intact in the painful transformation brought about by the rectification agreement.

The current Cross, like Tarasim, has become a relatively well-preserved existence among the Necrons with personal emotions and will.

But whether this is a good thing or a bad thing... I'm afraid it's a matter of opinion.

"I feel my mind is colder and clearer than ever before, like an ice mirror."

Cross looked at his terrifying steel claws, but there was a touch of human confusion in his icy voice.

"But I also feel the thirst for flesh and death in that deep soul..."

"I really want to tear off a large piece of flesh and blood and chew it in my mouth, maybe I can't swallow it at all, maybe the flesh and blood will just fall out of my body..."

Cross's voice became eerie and terrifying, and the pair of steel bone claws flashed with a terrifying cold light.

"You'll get used to it. It was really unbearable at first, but later...you'll get used to doing things like this."

Thalassin let out a malicious laugh

He seemed to remember the time when he was transformed, when the Necrons were not called by this name. At that time, they called themselves 'human beings'.

So radiant, so dazzling, steel body, immortal will, powerful technology, eternal life.

They were perfect back then, they weren't a bunch of steel skeletons back then. They are clothed in bionic skin and flesh, and their souls and consciousness are blended in an infinitely vast world of thinking. They are more human than human beings, and more sublime than flesh and blood.

Steel is the bone and soul, flesh and blood is the coat, they are more noble and free than any life!

But in the end, they still lost to the cruel reality of this icy universe.

Their immortality and power come from the source of darkness, so they are destined to be exploited and tortured by the dark abyss.

Tarasin still remembers the first time his soul intuitively felt the pain of being sucked by that dark abyss!

It seems that every part of the body has been pulled out bit by bit, it seems that every strand of consciousness has been split and taken away...

That was also the first time Tarazin killed someone, and when he found out that he had taken the body of his alien friend, Tarazin felt nothing but endless satisfaction and emptiness.

Then, they tore off their own skin, took apart their own flesh and blood, and smeared them on their bodies of jet-black steel.

At that moment, they felt the ultimate satisfaction.

Then, entire noble empires degenerate into slaughtering incarnations with an insatiable thirst for flesh and blood.

They slaughtered galaxy after galaxy, using once-mighty technology to wreak havoc after inhumane destruction.

Feel the peace of death and killing, and replace your sucked soul with the death and soul of others...

This infection spread from the mind and the source has brought the entire empire to the brink of collapse.

Thus, a war to divert internal contradictions began, and a war against the gods was launched.

They lost to the gods, to the gods who embodied the physical laws of the universe. Then, once again, they succumbed to the darkness.

So this time, they completely sold their souls. Except for a very small number of people, their clansmen have fallen into the never-ending darkness...

They finally smashed everything, gods, darkness, everything was destroyed, and they finally fell into a long sleep for 60 million years in this other universe...

Thalassian was in a trance, until Cross knocked him out of his trance.

"It's inevitable that when you're older, you like to reminisce about the past." Talasin smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Then, it's time to prepare." Cross said coldly

"Yeah, it's approaching." Talasi said quietly, holding the scepter tightly

"That terrifying **** star."

...

"When a planet comes alive, what on earth will he think?"

Floating in the void, not in the attitude of a butcher of truth, but in the form of a derived flesh and blood incarnation, he looked at the **** star of the Xandar galaxy after all, and asked curiously.

There is no one else here, and no one should be able to answer his question.

But in the rising void, there was a sound of response.

"My little master, you should ask the Titans about this."

It was a sound of laziness mixed with glamorous and glamorous. Just relying on this sound, it seems that people can make up what kind of enchanting and glamorous woman she is after that.

"Aggramar never wanted to talk to me about the past, but I think the first birth of the Titan must be much better than that thing."

Furiously looking at the **** star swallowing a gaseous planet in the boundless void, he showed a malicious smile

"Yeah... something like that, even I've never heard of it."

Satalas said in a complicated tone, his nihilistic gaze turned to the **** star, and all he conveyed was sigh and silence.

As the sixth ancient god, the light and dark parasitic species and spokesperson of the void, Miss Sataras once proudly claimed that there is nothing in this world that she has not seen or understood.

But after setting foot in this universe, she realized that she was really a frog at the bottom of the well.

Those endless horror concepts are just like mortals wandering around, even in the Void Domain, Sataras has to admit that he is already a laggard.

She is just an immature ancient **** who has not even developed her own body, and the rage next to her... is already an existence that surpasses the ancient god!

The attitude of the Butcher of Truth, with the body and knowledge of the Titan as the source, extracts the flesh and blood of the gods, and finally shapes the body finally created by the powerful knowledge of the void.

Even from the perspective of Sataras, it is comparable to the Void Lord, but the monsters that exist in the physical universe are terrifying.

In the face of such a creation of the void, even if Sataras could complete the task of devouring all the ancient gods into one, she did not feel that she was qualified to be proud in front of such an existence.

The void world also has its own level, and the existence of upper and lower personalities is infinitely strict.

So Sataras swore absolute loyalty to Fury without hesitation.

But for the current rage, Sataras has lost its use value.

This former sixth ancient **** was the channel that Mu Feng used to extract the knowledge of the void, a tool used to exchange precious knowledge of the source.

But now, he is above the void.

In other words, he has surpassed the void that Sataras, the tiny ancient god, once spied upon.

For him, Sataras is now more of a toy, a souvenir.

Although it is of no use value, it can also be used as a toy to relieve boredom when you take her with you.

Not far from the void where the fury was suspended, the terrifying **** star had already swept a huge gaseous planet into its mouth and began to digest it.

It was a living planet that had been twisted by the terrifying power of the void and darkness and had become 'vibrant'.

Just like Egg, but far more terrifying than Egg's essence is the order body of the **** of the universe. It was a monster of disorder, chaos, and madness, all condensed together.

As soon as it gave birth to its own consciousness, it began the most brutal competition with the "brothers" around it who were also transformed.

It devoured their bodies, augmented themselves with their parts, and began a ruthless scramble like chicks thirsting for food.

Alienation of a planet into a born child is the essence of these **** stars.

But no matter how cute it sounds, when this 'cute child' is based on a planet, everything becomes destructive and indescribable.

"Some people always think that these aggregates of life are cancer cells of the universe, but I think this is just the biggest manifestation of the rules of life and death."

Furiously watching the greedy planet's constant destruction and devouring, he said softly

"In the void of eternity, the universe itself will die. All things cannot avoid absolute death. I think this is one of the five greatest truths in the universe."

"Mortal life is destined to fail to understand our grand vision."

Sataras said in a soft and seductive voice.

"What we spy and spread is the truth of the universe, but their narrow thinking and stupid ego think it is heresy."

"In the age of ignorance, even if someone told them that the sun is not the center of the universe, they would be tied to a stake and burned to death."

"It is almost the instinct of all living beings to denounce knowledge that they cannot understand as heresy."

"So, even the Necrons that shattered the truth?" Sataras asked with a bit of provocation.

"They defeated the gods who were almost the embodiment of the truth of the universe. Are they also ignorant and insignificant?"

"They are not insignificant, because they have accomplished the impossible act of killing gods - but this does not prevent them from becoming pawns and puppets manipulated by the universe and fate." Furious said lightly

"There are not many of them who know the mystery of fate, but how many people really master fate? Even their King of Silence is just the 'queen' of fate."

At the edge of the galaxy in the distance, one after another green warships emerged from the void.

The fleet that killed the gods in the past gathered together, and the goal was a living planet.

The greedy and eager to devour the **** star when he saw the undead fleet like the dark green sea waves, was actually filled with endless joy.

It rushed towards the fleet, with a long scarlet tongue, the forest of fangs like a sea of ​​iron chewed the shards of the remaining stars!

Then, an ocean composed of terrifying material dissociation rays attacked the **** star in a mighty manner.

The sea of ​​green light that seemed to fill the entire planet with terror had a scale that could easily dissociate the earth into nothingness in an instant.

However, such a terrifying ocean of light seemed so insignificant when it approached the Hell Star.

The brilliance of the material dissociation surging like waves, when it arrived in front of the **** star, did not even reach one percent of the size of this terrifying giant planet.

But this terrifying sea of ​​rays still runs through the body of this living planet. Countless seas of iron and flesh are mixed together, and the existence itself will cause a gravitational wave to cut through a transparent 'road' by the sea of ​​light.

But it is a pity that such a transparent road is still self-recovery in the blink of an eye.

What haunts the terrifying **** star is not the empty vacuum, but the extremely terrifying gravitational environment.

This terrifying gravitational environment makes Hell Star no longer absorb all the surrounding matter all the time.

Those shattered asteroids, flying meteorites, any matter that is close to the **** star will be captured and then become part of its body.

Forcibly swallowing the **** star that compresses the total mass of dozens of planets, it fuses itself with the unimaginable power of darkness and nothingness, but it also creates an extremely terrifying gravitational celestial phenomenon.

The space next to the Hell Star has approached the limit of the collapsed gravity, which has also caused violent interference to the space transition within a light-year of its range.

That's why Tarasim said that even if the Xandars were to split the living half, they would not be able to escape from here.

A salvo from the terrifying fleet of the undead actually didn't hurt much of the terrifying planet.

And when it was the terrifying Hell Star's turn, he just stretched out that terrifying blood-red giant tongue toward those terrifying undead fleets.

Like a toad hunting for food, the surging red tongue stretches across the stars, and the terrifying gravity collapses the space and rolls up the countless green undead fleets to swallow it.

"This is... the end?"