The Shroud left Otlama and traveled all the way to the Catacombs world of Solemnath, where Tarasin returned to his museum and opened the black box of runes containing the relic's 'Transcription' in the main hall where the collection was displayed.

The shape of the transcriber is a dark black second-order Rubik's cube, on which there are simple and gorgeous bright purple Teng characters. Just the right size to be held in one hand by the Space Necro Overlord reinforces Tarasin even more convinced that this artifact should not belong to the Bullet Star, but should be properly preserved in his own hands.

Tarasin rubbed the Ambilight transcriber with his silvery-white living metal palm, sometimes holding it to the tip of his nose and rubbing it constantly, and the Necromantic Overlord showed an irrepressible infatuation in front of this treasure, like a human male caressing a woman's thigh.

"Praise be to you, Transcriptionist! Great Transcription... Thou hast recorded so astonishingly the boundless history of the past, and depicted the past in an incredible way......" Tarasin shed tears of emotion that did not exist, wishing that not a single tongue could penetrate into the crevices of this treasure and taste its taste......

While Talashin was indulging in the ecstasy of obtaining the relics, a notification message came back from the outer realm system of the Tomb World of Solemnas.

"Visiting from other necromantic ships?"

Tarasin paused and placed the recorder on a carefully prepared static force field display table, in the center of all the collections. The Infinity's collection is vast and varied, including a living Praetorian Army created by the Emperor himself, a loyal Shadowmoon Wolf squad that mysteriously disappeared during the Horus Rebellion, and an ancient broken sword that is said to have belonged to the Aeldarns......

and, a mask that once belonged to the original St. Giles.

The big collector walked calmly in front of the pieces of the collection that was stored in a static place, and casually called out the monitoring interface.

The few ships that broke into the Tomb of Solemnas were indeed in the form of space necrons, but Tarasin looked closely, but he couldn't tell which Necronomic dynasty these ships belonged to.

These ships did not hang or engrave the insignia of the Emperor of the Necronomis, nor did they send a message to Tarasim's tomb, but simply remained at the edge of the tomb's cordoned out, waiting for Tarasim's response.

Suddenly, Tarasin noticed something.

It's not that these necromantic ships don't have any insignia totems, it's just that the emblems they wear are so unfamiliar that they mistake them for some kind of decorative pattern.

It is an abstract geometric figure composed of five line segments of different lengths, each of which is straight on its own, but if you look at it from a distance, you will feel that these straight line segments have become curved yarns, which are intertwined into a hollow sphere with air leaking on all sides.

"I have never seen a dynasty use such a graphic as its own totem." Confused, Tarasin sent a message to the necromantic ships: "Uninvited, in the name of the Dominator of the Tomb of Solemnas, I need you to report your name. ”

Tarasin's queries were quickly answered:

"Dear Overlord, please accept our sincerest greetings, we have found ourselves under the guidance of the God of Machines, embraced true freedom and the new existence of the soul, please don't call us space necromancers, we are - free people."

Looking at the quick reply, Tarasin was stunned for a long time.

"The God of Machines? Isn't that the belief of mankind? ”

There are actually necromancers who have gone to believe in the God of All Machines? And claim to have found yourself and been free?

Unreasonable guy...... It's a shame for the fearful. Tarasin subconsciously wanted to turn on his self-defense weapons and banish these foolish creatures from his territory, but on second thought, he became curious about how soulless necromancers could have faith.

You know, how can a low-level ordinary necromantic individual not even have a complete personality and logic, but can have faith in a virtual god?

"Your Excellency, Honorable Overlord, please allow us to take some time of your time to introduce you to our Heavenly Father and Savior, the Almighty Mechanical God, the Creator of the Void, and the Master of Soul Shaping in the Endless Circuit, the Clay Artist!"

What are you talking about...... Listening to these inexplicable descriptions, Tarasin became more and more curious about the group of necromancers who believed in the god of all machines, and soon granted the geometrically tattooed necromantic ships permission to enter the tomb world.

As the ships of the 'Free Guys' sailed into the phase space under Tarassin's control, a strange hint came from the catacomb's sensor network.

[Intelligent life has been detected entering the tomb]

"Huh?" Tarasin restarted the background process of the burial chamber's sensor network, and then saw the same result.

[Intelligent life has been detected entering the tomb, and the location is ......]

What's going on...... Could it be that there are humans hiding in their ships? Tarasin guessed.

Due to the strong correlation between biological souls and subspace, the vigilance system and sensor network of the Solemnath Tomb actually have the function of detecting subspace signals in the nearby area, and what appears in front of Tarasin now is a special prompt that the Tomb System will only have when it detects a living creature with the concept of 'soul' entering the tomb.

A soulless space necro cannot trigger a subspace signal receiver.

Naturally, Tarasin thought that the ships of these ignorant necromancers who believed in the all-powerful mechanical gods might be hiding some red-robed villains from the Imperial Mechanical Order.

It should be and will only be so, after all, Tarasin can't tell that the 'free people' themselves triggered the subspace sensors that only react to the souls of living beings, right?

There is no such possibility......

With a slight sense of anger, curiosity, and contempt, Tarracin watched as the free man's ship came to a halt outside the tomb, and a dozen 'space necromancers' dressed in metallic robes with light blue grid circuits tattooed on their bodies stepped out of the cabin.

Talasin stepped forward with his Empathetic Annihilation Scepter in hand, and behind him, the subspace signal detector for living creatures was quietly in motion.

"It was an honor to meet you! Thank you once again, Dear Overlord, for giving us the blessed ...... to spread the gospel of the Almighty Mechanical God to our fellow Mortal-Fears," the free man spoke in a generous and passionate voice, and every word was pronounced with emotion.

From its expressionless metal face, Tarasin could detect an emotion called 'delight'.

Tarasin lowered his head, and the detector revealed 13 soul-creature instances standing in front of him.

The 'free men' who stepped out of the cabin were exactly 13 people.

"I'm interested in the 'Almighty Mechanical God' that you believe in." Tarasin said immediately.

(End of chapter)