[Announcement: Expansion Pack [Soul-Driving Dead Zone]
Content: The already chaotic galaxy is in turmoil once again, as an ancient race intends to reclaim their status as galactic overlords.
They possess powerful technology beyond comprehension, and bodies made of metal immune to all damage.
They have awakened from a long slumber of sixty million years, intending to sweep away all inferiors who obstruct their cause of restoring their ancient empire…
They are the Necrons, 'whose numbers are immeasurable, and whose name is eternal death'.
The Necrons's original name was Necron…
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The Silent King - Szarekh has returned from the edge of the galaxy, and together with Illuminor Szeras, is constructing black obelisks across the galaxy, releasing Silent Fields, causing the death of countless Imperial citizens, intending to use this to counter the Warp and reclaim galactic hegemony.
In the name of the God-Emperor, for those innocent Imperial citizens, the Imperium of Man calls upon all God Chosen to collectively resist this ancient race.]
[Expansion Pack Content: Effective immediately, the Imperium of Man officially declares war on the Necrons hardliner forces led by The Silent King - Szarekh and Illuminor Szeras.
First: Trazyn the Infinite and Orikan have agreed to join the Imperium of Man and become technical advisors to the Imperium. Therefore, this campaign only targets those hardliner forces unwilling to coexist peacefully with humanity.
Second: The Imperial Bank will issue a new round of war bonds to support this galactic-level war.
Third: … … … …
Fourth: … … … …
After the expansion pack concludes, war scores can be used for… … … …]
[Daily Thought: +++In the name of the Emperor, we shall spare no effort to defend humanity's survival, even if it means sacrificing our lives and souls+++]
Cortana's actions were as swift as ever.
Alex checked it over,
After confirming there were no issues, he had Cortana upload it to the Warhammer OL official website,
As usual, it was scheduled for release at 6 PM.
Having settled the expansion pack matter, Alex looked at Trazyn and Orikan.
The two stood obediently, not daring to voice any objections.
They were once commanded by the Star Gods, and now Alex commanded the Star Gods; anyone with a clear mind knew they couldn't afford to provoke Alex.
"Are you truly certain you want to command armies against Szarekh?" Alex asked them calmly.
After all, the Silent King was the true ruler of the Necron, and even without the master control protocol, the various dynasties still held him in awe.
"Szarekh's era has passed," Trazyn said first, "As long as you, Saint, guarantee your promise is real and effective, I will find a way to persuade them."
"I never break my vows; the Necron will become vassals of the Imperium of Man, just like the Aeldari. Additionally, I will also find a way to help you regain your physical bodies."
Alex nodded, reiterating his oath.
"Then I shall serve you," Trazyn said.
Having been with the Imperium of Man for so long, Trazyn had long harbored apprehension about the Imperium of Man's power.
With the help of Cortana, a Star God, humanity's technology in certain areas had begun to surpass that of the Necron.
Before long, humanity would become the most technologically advanced race in this galaxy.
A rising sun and a setting sun about to disappear below the horizon were simply incomparable.
If they were to continue opposing humanity according to The Silent King - Szarekh's ideas, and continue with the unrealistic dream of galactic hegemony,
Then the fate of the Necron would surely be very bleak.
Currently, the various dynasties all had problems to varying degrees; the appearance of the Flayed Ones and the loss of sanity among the lower-class citizens were all very serious issues.
If they couldn't convert back to biological forms, even if they didn't go to war with humanity, the demise of the Necron was inevitable.
"I will also serve you, Saint of the Imperium of Man," Orikan also said, "Just give me the task, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"You…" Trazyn looked at Orikan, feeling an urge to beat him severely.
"What about me…" Orikan chuckled, "Do you have any objections?"
"Alright, stop arguing," Alex said, "You will both serve as Imperial envoys to the battlefield. As for who will become the new Necrons ruler, that will depend on who your people support more."
Alex did not want to interfere excessively in Necrons affairs.
Their ruler should be decided by themselves.
After dispatching the two, Alex had Cortana open communications to discuss the upcoming campaign arrangements with Guilliman, Lion, and Corax and Jaghatai Khan, who had just returned to the Imperium.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the galaxy.
The Battle Roses Battle Group, investigating deeper with Inquisitor Drax, arrived at a world attacked by the Necrons.
At this time, Imperial forces were still stubbornly resisting, attempting to reclaim the planet.
Drax received a distress call from the surface.
An Astartes from the Salamanders Battle Group, a Battle Sisters, were protecting a group of survivors moving through the ruins, hoping for support.
"There are still some survivors on the ground; the task of rescuing them can only be entrusted to you."
"These people are very important; they are in a Silent Field, yet they have not become soulless automatons like others. This is very much worth noting."
Drax assigned the rescue mission to the God Chosen of the Battle Roses Battle Group.
"Mission assured."
Little Alpaca gladly accepted the mission and set out with her companions.
… … … …
Inside a tomb pyramid on the planet's surface,
Illuminor Szeras, tall and spider-like, walking on mechanical legs, approached a stasis crypt.
"Execute awakening protocol."
As his words fell, the stasis crypt, silent for tens of millions of years, glowed and slowly opened, revealing a tall Necrons.
"Greetings, Illuminor Szeras, Master of Matter. Lord Santigula, by Deathmark protocol, serves you."
Szeras nodded. He casually opened a green holographic light sphere.
"A swarm of pests has occupied our world. I have punished them, but the survivors still attempt to reclaim this planet. Go and eliminate these threatening targets."
"My soul container has marked your selected targets." The Deathmark stared intently at the humans in the projection.
Szeras was displeased to hear his response.
"Do not use unscientific terms like'soul'. My experiment is at a critical stage, and no unexpected variables can be allowed."
"This unit questions the necessity of being awakened. Destroyer units could easily be dispatched for these targets," the Deathmark replied.
"Questioning your leader is a very foolish thing. Destroyer units are too mindless, and this matter requires precision, speed, and minimizing the threat," Szeras stared intently at the awakened Deathmark.
"I understand. I will serve you according to protocol," the Deathmark nodded.
"Go, eliminate these targets and crush the pests' resistance. Oh, and there's an uncontrollable variable: some of my failed experimental subjects are wandering about. Ignore them."
The Deathmark nodded, opened a dimensional portal, and went to execute the mission.
Meanwhile, in low orbit, the Battle Roses Battle Group traveled to the surface in a transport craft.