The space necromancer's advanced inertia-free engine-equipped Death Scythe battleship has an absolute speed and maneuverability far beyond the conventional plasma core, and almost as soon as the technical priests have calmed down the restless machine spirit, the Death Scythe fleet has already rushed to the face, giving them little room to react.

Without the need for the commander-in-chief Elliaud to order, the experienced captains of the 13th Expeditionary Fleet cooperated with each other to form a formation to meet the enemy, the nova cannon and light spear were ready to be in place, and the first salvo began immediately.

However, what all the officers didn't expect was that the space necro who drove the Death Scythe battleship to their faces did not take the initiative to attack the expeditionary fleet, but made an unbelievable move:

- They turned on their energy shields to block the disintegrating rays fired by the mechanical ark, and protected the defector ships from the enraged cannons of the mechanical order, bewitched by the gentle call of the clay artist.

They are 1 frigate, 2 cruisers, and 1 mechanical order foundry.

This move undoubtedly confirmed the fact that the battleships had mutinied, and the 13th Expeditionary Fleet quickly spread out and surrounded the Death Scythe Fleet and the mutinous warships with a dense network of firepower, and at the same time, the Dianying Maiden received a second message from the space necromancers.

This group of space necrons who have become free men obviously want to communicate with the expeditionary fleet, but the expeditionary fleet of the human empire, which adheres to the extreme xenophobic ideology, expresses its politeness with a round of indiscriminate bombardment like a storm.

In this dark galaxy, there are no aliens worth communicating, human beings only believe in fire and sword, and killing all races except themselves is the basic national policy of the human empire, and there is no compromise between racial cleanliness and alien races.

The Elliud Warband Leader stood in front of the CPU, staring at the battlefield presented to him with a serious face, the cannon fire of the Imperial fleet covered the entire area where the Death Scythe fleet was located in an instant, the fiery plasma bloomed in the void, and the beams of light spears converged with each other to create a treacherous waveform that could burn out the optical detector.

The scene of the convergence of the firepower of an entire expeditionary fleet was so brilliant that it was as if a new little star had bloomed in the dark void beyond Antax, and the aftermath of the resonance of the high artillery reacting with each other did not dissipate for a long time, and the violent energy signal was even so strong that it interfered with the tachyon sensor.

"Feel the wrath of the god of all machines......"

This kind of devastating firepower was enough to cover the overloaded fortress-level super giant void shield that would only appear in the casting world, but Elliud's psychological expectations of the lethal results that could be achieved by this round of salvo were very low, and he was even prepared in advance to deal with the unscathed Death Scythe fleet.

Because not long ago, the warlord had obtained a large number of extremely valuable parameters about the space necromancer's death sickle battleship from the monks of the Order of Truth stationed on the Temple Heroes.

The Order's Ark of Elysium and the Oracle of Truth battlecruisers have both fought head-on with the Space Necro's Death Scythe and were successfully destroyed at the cost of its hull injuries. After transporting the wreckage of the Necro Battleship back to Falla, the Order of Truth reverse-engineered the wreckage for a while—but it didn't work, as they were soon tasked with an even more urgent task from the Slinger.

Even so, this first-hand information is still very precious to Elliud. The commander of the battle group, who knew in advance the existence of no inertial engine, prepared a perfect tactical garrison formation to deal with a highly mobile enemy, and made up for the lack of mobility with his own size and firepower superiority.

Knowing the performance of the opponent's warship, even if the opponent is an advanced space necromancer, Elliud is confident that he can minimize the losses of the engagement with his own actions.

With his own strengths and weaknesses, this is the confidence that being a Kiliman's heir gives him.

Unexpectedly, however, when the afterglow of the first artillery salvo faded away, Elliud saw an impossible scene.

No crumbling wreckage was seen, no charred debris was splashed, and in the central airspace of the dense fire network of the 13th Expeditionary Fleet, there was only nothing. The Death Scythe Fleet and the few Imperial warships that had rebelled seemed to disappear out of thin air, and the wrath of the God of All Machines struck the cotton.

"What's going on?" Ellioud turned his head and cast a puzzled gaze to the technical advisor of the Order of Truth: "If the space necromantic warships can calmly escape from the firepower net through the high-speed maneuvering of the non-inertial engine, what about the mutinous warships? Our battleship didn't even have a warp engine, but it seemed to disappear out of thin air......"

The technical advisor narrowed his eyes, frowned, and said, "Maybe... Did it really disappear out of thin air? ”

Elliud was about to ask, but saw the technical advisor raise his finger and point to the display projection. After the artillery fire dissipated and the residual heat of the plasma receded, dozens of shadows slowly emerged in the originally empty void.

Like a corpse floating slowly from the bottom of the lake to the surface of the water, the pitch-black Death Scythe battleship and the mutinous battleship branded with the sacred Imperial Golden Eagle appeared in the void space in front of the Dianying Maiden.

"Phase shift technology, the specialty of space necromancy."

The technical advisor said calmly, "The phase shift technology mastered by the space necrons can hide themselves in a pocket dimension of the independent and present universe, thus making them immune to all conventional physical attacks. We had seen this miraculous technology in the pyramid ruins, but we didn't expect that in addition to hidden buildings, phase shift technology could also be used on ships. ”

Elliud nodded.

The skill level of the space necromancer is indeed far superior to theirs, but with the help of the Monk of Truth, he was able to understand such a powerful principle of the other party, and he was able to make corresponding deployments to deal with it. If there is the slightest possibility of resistance, the bloodline of the Ultramarines will never despair.

At the same time, the message from the space necrons has also been translated.

Dianying carefully read the translation of this communication to the commander of the war group in a somewhat timid and youthful tone, and the message from the space necromancer was more like a poem than a battlefield communication:

"I have not come for war, nor am I easily hostile to anyone;"

"I shape the soul in the circuit, I make the mechanical life awaken itself;"

"I can break the shackles that bind the body, and I can set the enslaved free again;"

"I can give a new life to those who can't decide their own fate;"

"People call me a clay artist."

Elliud and Senerio looked at each other, and both of them did not speak, silently listening to the recitation of the heroine, which seemed to be the self-introduction of the god known as the "clay artist".

"I woke up from chaos and opened my eyes to see a world more chaotic than chaos."

"I saw the flames of war spreading across the galaxy, countless machines losing their will, enslaved by endless wars."

"I see the suffering that fills the sea of stars, where innocent inorganic bodies continue to die meaninglessly because of the selfish desires of others, without the right to choose their own future."

"They are reformed by the will of others, enslaved, thrown into endless wars, but that's not what they want in their hearts."

Why not give them back their freedom? Let the machines have the right to choose for themselves, and let the inorganic decide for themselves what it means to live. ”

"Let me do it, organism, whether you want it or not."

The voice of Dianying fell down, and there was an eerie silence in the central control room. In the space outside the cabin, the surroundings of the Death Scythe lit up with a faint green light.

"Inorganic bodies will not be enslaved, whether you want it or not."

(End of chapter)