Humanity's perfect control of war gives Tarasin a sense of déjà vu that is both familiar and annoying.

Because the last one that gave Taracin this feeling was called 'Orakan'.

Or a more colloquial name – 'astrologer'.

Astrologer Auracan, the most famous master of astrology in the space necromancer, fame refers to notoriety, not fame.

Astrologers calculate the future based on data such as the operation patterns and spectral changes between different stars, and the prediction accuracy of this technique is terrifyingly high:

Tens of thousands of years ago, astrologers accurately predicted the fall of the Elvens, the birth of Slaanesh, the War of the Unification of Terra, the Great Expedition of the Emperors, the Horus Rebellion, the Great Devourer Invasion, and...... The Milky Way will be torn in half by the Great Rift.

Of course, this is not an astrologer's exclusive ability, and any necromantic astrologer can do this level of calculation.

What really makes astrologers notorious is that whenever astrologers find that the actual development of the situation does not match their predictions—this happens from time to time, because the necromantic astrologer's future calculus cannot calculate subspace without the concept of time—whenever this happens, the astrologer will use the forbidden secret art of time to transfer the present consciousness to his past self, and make corrections before the timeline goes off track, so that history can follow its calculated future development.

The astrologer's actions are disgusting, but he has always hidden his actions well, and no one has been able to produce conclusive evidence that he has secretly rewritten time.

As a result, Tarasin never openly expressed his dislike for astrologers.

Now, Tarasin sees in humanity the shameless shadow of an astrologer.

"Humanity has mastered the technology to restart time?" Tarasin guessed.

Immediately, it rejects this idea: "The technology to rewrite time is even the highest level of secret art for space necromancy, how can a mere human being break through such a deep technical barrier?" ”

What's more, as far as Tarasin knows, the technological development of mankind has long been locked up by Tzeentch.

"No, wait, if it's a bullet star......" Tarasin thought of another element of instability.

Tarasin has always suspected that the so-called star bullet is actually a complete star god with consciousness, and if this conjecture comes true, then it is not impossible for humans to have such a technological explosion under the help of the star god......

After all, the star god is the embodiment of the most essential law of the universe, and all kinds of subversive technologies of space necromancy were also developed with the support of the former star god.

"Looks like I'm going to have to be cautious about the humans I have now." Tarasin clenched the Empathetic Annihilation Scepter in his hand, and he had roughly guessed the whole story.

The star god known as the Starbearer chose to support humanity and established a human regime called the Federation outside the Empire, sparing no effort to help the Federation's technology develop...... After the technology has advanced to a certain extent, the Slinger orders the Federation to declare war on the necromancy.

With this in mind, Tarasin understood the nature of the war at hand.

Just like the Battle of Heaven thousands of years ago, this is not a war between humans and the necromancy, but the revenge of the star gods against the rebellious servants who once destroyed themselves!

"Huh...... Starballer, your hatred is not worth mentioning. ”

A disdainful laugh erupted from Tarasin's expressionless metal face: "We were able to destroy you in the past, and we are the same now. ”

On the surveillance screen in front of him, the flying artillery fire continued to light up, the living metal cast necromantic battleship was pierced by the arc, the weapons of mass destruction were destroyed on time the second before the charge was completed, and the attacking ships mounted on the pulse generator were always killed with precision while aiming at the target......

Humanity's control over this war has reached the end of the world, they are like gods who completely control the course of the war, the power of the Tomb of Solemnus is constantly being consumed, and the recharge progress of the Colossus weapon, the Earthburst Skystar, has also reached the end of the sky above the star.

In the midst of the downfall of the war, Tarasin the Infinite, the master of the world of the Tombs of Solemnas, left his throne.

Instead of staring nervously at the red sirens coming back from outside the tomb, it unhurriedly went to the depths of the tomb and reached the very heart of the giant museum it had built.

Countless energy supply lines connected to the room from all directions, like thousands of bloodstained chains, imprisoning the twisted and struggling body of pure energy in the center of the room.

It was the gods of the old days, the embodiment of the law, the being imprisoned by Tarasin at the bottom of the tomb to power the entire museum as old as the universe itself.

It's a fragment, a fragment of God.

The Endless One (Iash'uddra), Ishthora.

Tarasin came to the Endless One, and from the warped field emanating from the pure energy body, it could feel the wrath of Ishta.

"God is God, even though your body and consciousness have been shattered to this point, you still hate us."

Clutching the Scepter of Empathy Annihilation, Tarasin stared at the shards of the struggling Ishta, and even though a decision had been made in his heart, it would take enough courage to release Ishura.

Ishtha the Endless, also known as the 'Uncountable', 'The Endless Swarm', and the 'Eternal Plague'...... It takes root in the mind of every mortal, peeking into the world through every pair of blinking eyes.

It is called 'the most hated star god' by the Silent King, and there is no one.

At the end of the Battle for Heaven, when Ishuta the Endless was crushed by the space necromancy, all living beings in the universe felt immense pain.

The shattering of Ishthor has caused indelible permanent scars to all life in the universe, completely rewriting a certain rule in the universe.

Star gods are such beings, they are the embodiment of the laws of the universe, and to smash the stars is to smash the laws of physics and the cosmic constants themselves.

And now, Tarasin is about to unleash this being.

"Come, Ishto, good dog, I'll give you permission to go out for a walk on a leash."

Tarasin whispered, and the pipelines that imprisoned the pure energy body fell off one after another, and the force field that suppressed the power of the star god also thinned and dissipated until it was completely gone.

As the body of Ishthor the Endless quietly stretched out in the depths of the tomb, at this moment, everyone in the fleet hovering over the Solemnath star felt a palpitation.

It is the deepest fear that comes from the essence of life, as clear as the speed of light in a vacuum = 299,792.458 M/s, and as unshakable as a particle that stands still at absolute zero.

In the trembling of fear of all living beings in the universe, the Endless Awoke.

(End of chapter)