Chapter 108: A Kind Heart Cannot Accomplish This!
Francis sighed to the heavens. "Alas~ For the peace of the galaxy, you all must sleep a little longer!"
After speaking, he continued to strip the living metal from the Necrons.
"Uh... Francis, is this really necessary?" Sanguinius asked.
"No choice! This thing is like poking a hornet's nest; if one wakes up, the others will quickly follow."
"Only by making their repair time longer can we delay their awakening!"
At this point, Francis looked heartbroken. He had to be the villain.
Sanguinius looked at the ground, which was not only piled high with living metal but also many scepters and even complete Necron bodies.
It looked like he was taking advantage of the situation!
Francis was enthusiastically stripping components when a Necron suddenly awoke without warning.
The Necron was about to speak when he saw a giant dark shadow appear above him. When he looked up,
Bang!
Francis directly smashed his head!
Then, on an unknown planet, the Necron known as Trazyn immediately sat up, letting out a cry of surprise.
"There's a kindred spirit! Interesting."
"I want to see who you are~."
After speaking, he lay down again, his consciousness returning to the previous location. Sitting up, it was still the familiar dark shadow.
"Listen to me..."
Bang!
Trazyn woke up again, then immediately transferred consciousness!
"Listen to me, I'm not here..."
Bang!
"I'm not from here!"
Bang!
"I just want to..."
Bang!
"Make a friend!"
Trazyn was about to habitually transfer again when Francis did not bring down his weapon. Then he saw a large hand appear in front of him, and Francis looked at him with a smile.
"Make a friend, Trazyn!"
Instantly, Trazyn jumped away, both hands tightly gripping his staff, and a look of confusion actually appeared in his glowing green eyes.
"Who exactly are you? And how do you know my name!"
With such rich emotion, Francis further confirmed his theory.
"You answer one question for me first."
"What kind of body do you prefer in a woman?"
At the mention of this question, Trazyn immediately froze. Interesting! Interesting! This ork is really interesting!
He couldn't help but laugh. "Hahaha~"
"Ork, you've successfully attracted my attention!"
"I fancy you! Do you want to become part of my collection?" Trazyn was still laughing uncontrollably when Francis drank the blood he had prepared, quickly returning to his original form.
"Sorry, I'm human."
"A human with personality!"
At this moment, Trazyn's current body seemed unable to accept such a large amount of information, and a wisp of green smoke appeared.
He crashed on the spot. The tomb next to him quickly opened, and Trazyn transferred into that Necron body, exclaiming:
"How is this possible?! How did you do that!"
Facing the other party's confusion, Francis twiddled his fingers and chuckled.
"All questions and knowledge come with a price! If you want to know, it depends on how much you're willing to pay."
Trazyn stroked his chin, surveyed the surroundings, and continued, "You want the method to operate Blackstone, don't you!"
Just by looking at the situation on site for a few moments, he could guess what the other party wanted to do.
Terrifying!
"As expected of the most distinguished Overlord, you guessed it right away. How about it? Want to make a trade?"
Hearing the other party's genuine praise, Trazyn straightened his back. "You're a discerning fellow! I'll tell you Blackstone's method for isolating psychic energy first. Then, after you're done, I'll tell you the method for Blackstone to enhance psychic energy. How about that?"
Francis nodded, surprised such a good deal existed.
"Actually, you just need to..."
Trazyn spoke for more than ten minutes before finishing the explanation of how Blackstone isolates psychic energy.
"It's your turn! How did you manage to turn into an ork?"
He finished speaking. He looked at Francis with affected arrogance, though he was actually excited inside.
I've made a great profit from this exchange. Once the other party finishes speaking, I'll vanish!
"Ah! I was born with it. No need to learn!"
"Perhaps this is just natural talent!"
Francis shrugged.
Trazyn: "..."
His once incredibly excited circuits now felt completely cold. He hadn't expected such a shameless person to exist in the Imperium!
"Are you messing with me? Aren't you afraid I won't tell you the other, more important half of the operation method?"
"Uh, being able to use Blackstone to isolate the warp is enough for me!" Francis shrugged.
Trazyn: "..."
He saw Francis and his group dragging things and preparing to leave. He quickly shouted:
"Brother! There's a real treasure in the main hall here!"
"Don't you want it?"
Francis, walking further away, waved his hand and replied, "Forget it! I'm a kind person; I can't do such things. You go ahead!"
"We still have to deal with those four in the warp."
"Soon, they'll be fighting us in a big war. Aren't you going to take the opportunity to visit their palaces and grab some treasures?"
"I heard that the dagger the Aeldari want is also in the warp. If you can find it, they'll agree to whatever you ask~."
Trazyn initially wanted to tempt Francis into going with him to the main hall to 'safeguard' some ownerless items.
Now, hearing the subsequent information, he himself became incredibly excited.
At such a grand moment, he absolutely had to participate! So he now had to collect the tomb world's treasures immediately.
However, as he made his way to the palace, he discovered that all the surrounding tombs had been excavated.
He looked closely and saw that not a single Necron on the ground was intact. Suddenly, an unpleasant thought surged into his mind.
Trazyn dared not linger and ran toward the palace. When he entered, it was eerily quiet inside!
When he arrived at the staff location, it was empty!
Then he went to the Overlord's location and saw that the Lord's body was missing its right arm and left leg.
"No!"
He stood dumbfounded. He collected precious things, but this human had no qualms about anything.
When he stood at the palace entrance and looked down at the crypt, all the floor tiles of the entire crypt had been removed!
Even a few coffin lids were left!
His processors were overloading. This was simply like a metal locust invasion, leaving no blade of grass standing!
He could eat anything! He was simply an animal!
...
On the Abyss's Roar.
Francis tried again to consume a small piece of Necron living metal.
He put it in his mouth and chewed hard, like chewing copper wire; it had no taste, and he couldn't chew it to pieces.
Until he swallowed it!
"Living metal"
"Born in the C'tan forges."
"Regeneration, absorption..."
"Composition..."
"..."
What followed was the piece of living metal he'd eaten appearing at his fingertips. He could adjust the shape and size of the metal at will.
Clearly, he couldn't become a Necron through this method!
"Indeed, humans have limits!" Francis sighed slightly.
Sanguinius, somewhat puzzled, asked, "What's wrong? Haven't we already found the blackstone?"
"Is there any other problem? Tell me, and I'll help you figure it out."
Seeing such deep brotherly affection, Francis was moved a little.
"Nothing. I'm just sad that I can't become a Necron. Even if I know how to make living metal, what then!"
"Perhaps this is regret! Life always has regrets."
Can't become a Necron? The method of making living metal? Regret?
"..."
Sanguinius stiffened! His fists clenched! Seeing that his brother was about to enter the Black Rage, Francis quickly said, "Cough cough, let's study the Blackstone instead."
"First, make a pair of blackstone handcuffs and leg irons so that Kairos can be released from the room."
Upon hearing Kairos's name, Sanguinius's eyes immediately began to fill with longing.
"Blackstone shields, blackstone armor, blackstone cages, blackstone..."
"External living metal prosthetics..."
Francis thought a lot. He wished he could split his brain into countless parts. There was too much to think about, and too little time!
What to do? What to do!
Francis drank Guilliman's blood!
Beta-Garmon System.
Perturabo's Iron Warriors used orbital artillery to launch long-range bombardments on the enemy's supply lines, making the Chaos Legions' progress difficult.
When the Chaos Legions were forced to encamp on certain strategic planets, Guilliman would dispatch small-scale, rapid-strike Ultramarines units to raid enemy camps at night constantly, cut off communication networks, and destroy supply depots.
Ferrus's Iron Hands would even deliberately leave behind the ruins of giant armored factories, hiding killer servitors and trap devices, causing devastating blows to the Chaos Legions' vanguard forces.
Whenever the Chaos Legions wanted to force warp travel, Guilliman commanded the Ultramarines fleet to launch precise strikes from orbit, and Perturabo's warships fired high-energy ion beams, precisely destroying the enemy flagship's power systems.
And on the Vengeful Spirit,
Horus roared furiously, "What in the warp is going on?!"
"A bunch of cowards who dare not face us head-on!"
Even when he shut down the void shields, Guilliman and the others did not approach, strictly adhering to Francis's tactics.
He'd just finished speaking when the battleship's power system was damaged again...
"All Legions sacrifice all Legion serfs, and one-tenth of their gene-seed!"His words fell.
Abaddon and the others all looked at him in disbelief!
Was this really the Warmaster?!
[End of Chapter]
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