666, Thanks for the Artifact, Bro

"We have initiated time rewind, but there is no response."

The overlord's rage caused the Chronomancer to show a look of fear.

The synthesized sounds emanating from the metal throat tube were filled with intense fear.

The Tomb Scarab, which was working near the control panel, also subconsciously slowed down its movements.

They were terrified of angering this Necron Overlord.

"How could it be ineffective?"

Kobuessa walked to the control panel and began operating it himself.

Obsidian-like projections of green beams intertwined, outlining a spherical holographic screen.

A massive amount of data, mixed with ancient runes, surged across the screen.

Kobuessa quickly located the damaged warships.

After the activation command is entered, the Time Reversal Device is activated, causing unique spatiotemporal fluctuations.

Kobuessa's sensory system detected this peculiar fluctuation.

After confirming that the timekeeping device was fully activated, he then pressed the confirmation button.

Several beams of time shot out and landed on the wrecked Necron warships.

However, this time...

The burning Necron warships did not react as they had before.

It will be restored to its original state by the power of time.

What's going on?

Kobuessa tried again, but with the same result.

The metallic-faced man's expression grew increasingly awkward; this shouldn't be happening.

What exactly went wrong?

Meanwhile, the Imperial Glory also locked onto the Eternal Overlord.

Fleet Commander Xia calmly directed the Imperial Glory.

Relying on its powerful firepower, the warship traversed the entire battlefield, heading straight for its target.

Xia stared intently at the Eternal Overlord on the other side of the battlefield, his expression eager and filled with anticipation for slaughter.

The enemy's time-reversal tactics threw the Imperium's commanders into a brief period of panic.

This tactic is utterly shameless.

If the opponent keeps going back in time, they will have no chance of winning.

Fortunately, Xi Ling, being Machine Spirit, quickly found a way to break the curse.

That is to use Warp energy to destroy the enemy ship's Time Anchor.

And Xi Ling, who is closely bound to Qin Yun, is able to utilize the power of the Warp.

So she cast Warp blessing on all the cannons.

This is also why the Necron ships destroyed by the Imperial Glory could not be restored using time rewind capabilities.

The Imperial Glory's firepower is extremely formidable.

The Necron ships that tried to block its advance were all destroyed, turning into burning wreckage in the Void.

"What exactly is going on?"

Kobuessa tried several more times, but it still didn't work.

His tone no longer carried the confidence it had before.

They spoke with fear in their voices.

"It's possible that the Time Anchor was destroyed by the other party."

A Chronomancer answered, his voice trembling.

"How could those inferior beings possibly possess time technology? Something must be wrong!!"

Kobuessa raised his voice.

He doesn't believe that humans can master time technology.

A Cryptek said, "The power of that mysterious space can also do this."

This answer made Kobuessa's face turn ugly.

The power of that mysterious dimension can distort the laws of reality.

This is no secret to the Necron.

Sixty million years ago, they fought against the Old Ones were proficient in magic.

I have witnessed the power of those strange and wonderful magics.

Their time-travel technology was utterly inadequate against the Old Ones.

"Another race to inherit the talents of the Old Ones saints." Kobuessa was somewhat disheartened.

Ever since Phaerakh Setka used the power of the Infinity Key to bring them back to life in this universe, they have learned of the Aeldari Empire's destruction.

The remaining Aeldari are scattered throughout the Milky Way and no longer pose a threat to the Necron.

Without this formidable enemy, Kobuessa believed that the Sautekh Dynasty would be invincible and rule the Milky Way with its advanced time technology.

However, he now discovers that a race that inherited the talents of the Old Ones saints is rising, which makes him feel deeply frustrated.

"We have lost our advantage," the Necron commander beside him said. "Overlord, perhaps we should retreat and regroup."

"The Infinity Key is right there." Kobuessa pointed to the control panel, where the projection of the Solomon world was slowly rotating.

Only one final step remains to complete the mission.

If we give up now, all our previous efforts will have been in vain.

"We absolutely cannot let them go..."

Kobuessa spoke with conviction, intending to inspire the other commanders.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Cryptek.

"Our database has been compromised, and our defense protocols have failed."

"The enemy is stealing our data and information."

Kobuessa looked at the Cryptek.

"Are you kidding me?"

He could understand why those inferior races inherited the Old Ones' talents and used Old Ones magic to destroy the Time Anchor.

How could a database be compromised and defense protocols fail?

Even the successors of the Old Ones cannot be hacked into by the Aeldari Race.

Until the data report was presented to Kobuessa,

The Necron Overlord had no choice but to admit that the impossible had actually happened.

"How did those lower creatures manage to do that?!"

Kobuessa felt that the situation had suddenly turned against them after the arrival of this human reinforcement.

The other party can not only counter their time rewind, but also hack into their database.

Could it be that this race possesses both the talents of Old Ones saint and the approval of C'tan?

Thus, they mastered technology that was no less advanced than that of the Necron race?

This kind of thing seems highly unlikely.

First: The C'tan deeply resents the Old Ones, and even more so their former creations, wishing to annihilate them completely. How could he possibly approve of them?

Second: The C'tan has long been shattered into pieces, and has almost lost its self-awareness. Even if it acknowledges us, how much technology can it provide to these lower beings?

Just as the Necron Overlord was racking his brains trying to figure out how these inferior humans had managed to infiltrate their database...

A Cryptek screamed in fear.

"That human flagship detected an energy signal that appears to be from C'tan. And it's not a fragment, it's a complete one."

"That human flagship has a complete C'tan."

The voice of the Cryptek caused the Necron commanders on the bridge to instantly lose their composure.

A powerful core of logical thinking ceased to function due to fear.

How could there possibly be a complete C'tan?

Shouldn't they all be blasted to pieces and imprisoned in a multidimensional labyrinth?

Kobuessa snapped out of her daze and rushed over to the Cryptek.

Push the other party aside and personally operate the control panel to verify the authenticity.

"It's true, it's an energy signal from a C'tan."

Kobuessa's voice was filled with fear.

He had sensed the presence of those guys up close before.

Even if they were reduced to ashes, they could still skillfully identify these Star Vampire.

There really are C'tan on humanity's flagship.

This inferior race, possessing the talents of Old Ones saint, somehow gained the approval of a C'tan.

No wonder they were able to hack into their database.

With the help of the C'tan, everything makes sense.

"Which C'tan is it?" a Necron commander asked.

"The database has no information about the other party, so they must be a C'tan we have never seen before."

Kobuessa's voice was trembling.

At the end of the War in Heaven, Silent King Szarekh led many dynasties to betray the C'tan.

They shattered the surviving C'tan into countless fragments and then imprisoned the fragments to use as energy.

This kind of hatred is absolutely irreconcilable.

"This human fleet is very likely a servant of the C'tan; we must leave first," a Necron commander suggested to Kobuessa.

"What about the Infinity Key?" Kobuessa's metallic face showed hesitation.

"Let's leave first. No matter what, if we stay, we might be wiped out before we even figure out what the enemy is all about."

"The enemy flagship is approaching us. If we don't leave now, we'll really miss our chance."

"The defense protocol has been breached again; the enemy wants to gain control of the combat units!"

"..."

The other Necron commanders looked terrified and tried to persuade the Necron Overlord.

Nobody knows what's going on with that C'tan.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the other party definitely has no goodwill towards the Necron race, and may even despise or hate them.

The words of the guards and generals made Kobuessa suppress his anger and heed their advice.

"Withdraw from the battlefield."

With the order given, the Necron warships initiated warp jumps and left the battlefield.

"Damn it, those bastards got away."

"We were just a hair's breadth away from controlling their warships."

"I'm so angry, so angry!"

On the Imperial Glory

The Xi Ling projection of Xiling puffed out her cheeks and kept waving her fists to express her dissatisfaction.

"It's okay, there will be other opportunities in the future."

Qin Yun smiled and began to Xi Ling.

"By the way, Master, although I failed to take control of their warships, I did manage to obtain a lot of information."

"This fleet belongs to the Haksos Dynasty, and their mission is to capture Ahriman."

Hearing Xi Ling's words, Qin Yun frowned slightly, "Why did they capture Ahriman?"

"It seems that Ahriman stole their dynasty's time artifact— the Infinity Key."

As soon as Xi Ling finished speaking,

A golden light screen appeared in front of Qin Yun.

Mission: Steal the Infinity Key from Azak Ahriman.

The Infinity Key is a supreme artifact belonging to the Haksos Dynasty, and to this day, it remains unfinished.

Legend has it that once the Infinity Key is completed, it will be able to reverse time and change what was once destined.

Azak Ahriman is incredibly evil; if such a divine weapon falls into his hands, who knows how much bloodshed it will unleash.

Please reclaim this time artifact and stop the other party from using time for evil.

Rewards: Large amount of Faith Points, Infinity Key (Tier 1)

"I knew this would happen!"

Qin Yun silently complained in his heart.

He has now figured out the pattern of how the Emperor issues missions.

He will issue a task as soon as He determines that something is good for humanity.

I have a feeling that the one on the Golden Throne has turned into a golden hamster.

They want to eat all the good stuff.

"Master, your little players have sent applications."

Xi Ling's words brought Qin Yun back to his senses.

A projection interface popped up; it was MC Dynasty's request to obtain the wreckage of the Necron warship.

Following that was Dora Workshop, and several other player groups who were enthusiastic about farming.

They all wanted to dismantle the wreckage of the Necron warship to see if they could obtain new technology.

Meanwhile, the Regional Chat Channel was also discussing the wreckage.

MC Mythology: "A game that's too realistic isn't a good thing either. Why can't it be like Stellaris, where you can just click and investigate the spaceship wreckage?"

Bald Monk: "After the battle, we study the wreckage of enemy ships and acquire their technology. Needless to say, the game developer is undoubtedly Paradox Interactive."

Old Thirteen: "Paradox Interactive? Where's Starfish? Where's Starfish?"

"..."

After pondering for a while, Qin Yun suppressed the player's request.

Let the Adeptus Mechanicus go and salvage the wreckage first.

These wreckages are also valuable and should be considered spoils of war.

It will be auctioned off after a while, and whoever bids the highest will get it. The money will be used to replenish the treasury.

It's time to seize the opportunity and wreak havoc on the gold coins of farming players.

They are now the richest.

The Necrons fleet warped away, and the Void was no longer a threat.

Qin Yun decided to personally lead the team down to capture Ahriman and, incidentally, seize the Infinity Key from him.

Then, I'll say something to Ahriman as well.

"Thanks to my friend for sending this amazing item from afar. Let's all spam '666' in the chat for this 'Ahriman' friend."

I guarantee this guy will be so angry his mouth will twist crooked.

Upon learning of Qin Yun's plan, Inquisitor Caidin stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Azak Ahriman is a very cunning and Chaos traitor, Living Saint."

"His choice of Solomon Hive World is definitely for some other purpose, and it is very likely that he has set a trap for you."

"Solomon was once a prosperous world on par with Scintilla, but now it has fallen into such a dilapidated state."

"It's because there have always been many strange phenomena in this world that cannot be explained or resolved."

Caidin paused for a moment before continuing, "Leave the arrest of that Chaos traitor, Ahriman, to us. The Inquisition will not disappoint you, Living Saint."

"Thank you for your reminder and warning, Caidin."

Qin Yun smiled and thanked Caidin for the reminder.

But he had no intention of listening to Caidin.

"Too much blood has been shed for my own purposes; I cannot always run away from the war."

"The Emperor's Light shines upon me; whatever schemes Ahriman may have, he will fail."

As the chief Chosen of Tzeentch and Magnus, Ahriman was no ordinary man.

But Qin Yun was confident that he could defeat his opponent and obtain the Infinity Key from him.

As the supreme artifact of the Haksos Dynasty,

The Infinity Key has the power to manipulate time.

If Xi Ling were to analyze the manufacturing process and principles of the Infinity Key,

Humanity's control over the laws of time will reach a new level.

At least we won't be mocked by someone like the Astromancer Orikan using time technology.

Qin Yun issued a mission, recruiting players to join him in arresting Ahriman.

Soon, a team was ready.

They traveled to the surface in gunboats.

Solomon Hive World has become gray and gloomy due to industrial pollution.

Everywhere you look, there are magnificent buildings that are somewhat dilapidated and old.

The other party doesn't seem to have any intention of hiding their tracks.

The psychic radiance was so dazzling that anyone with even a slight psychic talent could sense it.

The Imperium has located Ahriman's position.

Dozens of gunboats roared down.

The hatch opened, and players and Imperium heroes poured out.

They surrounded Ahriman.

Then, Qin Yun stepped out of his private gunboat.

Seeing Qin Yun, who was wearing golden armor, had pure white wings on his back, and wore Crying Mask,

A look of shock crossed Ahriman's face.

"You're becoming more and more like Sanguinius. It seems the Corpse Emperor is betting bigger and bigger on you."

"You didn't run away immediately, and you still dare to stay here?"

Qin Yun looked at Ahriman with an expression of approval.

As expected of a figure from the 30k era, he remained remarkably calm and composed even when surrounded by the Imperium army.

"Because everything is under my control."

"From the moment you arrived in this galaxy, defeated the Necron fleet, and came before me, everything was part of my plan."

Ahriman said quietly,

"Corpse Emperor Living Saint, coming to face me in person will be the last foolish thing you do, because you will never have the chance to do anything else foolish."

"Arrogance!" Caidin shouted. "You have nowhere to run, heretic."

"Escape?"

"Why should I run away?" Ahriman retorted sarcastically.

Without hesitation, the Inquisition members, led by Caidin, immediately pulled the trigger of the Bolter at him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bomb stopped in front of Ahriman.

This is not the power of psychic energy, but rather time itself has stopped.

A perfectly shaped crystal appeared in Ahriman's palm.

It rotates slowly, releasing a hazy glow.

"This is the power of time, you foolish mortals, you cannot harm me."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ahriman began chanting an ancient incantation.

The surrounding spacetime was also distorted, and in just an instant, the Imperial Army surrounding Ahriman was pulled into a gray space.

This place seems to be at the end of time, or perhaps another side of Solomon's world.

The magnificent yet dilapidated Hive City buildings stood at the edge of the horizon, white ashes drifting in the air.

It fell to the ground and accumulated into a thick layer.

The smell of fire mingled in the air, and breathing it made my throat feel like it was burning.

"This place is the Realm of Dust and Ash, a reflection of reality, a world left behind by an ancient race in this sector, independent of the Warp and reality."

"Here, you will not be able to draw upon the Emperor's power."

Ahriman looked at Qin Yun, revealing an expression of complete control.

"You have no chance of escaping from here."

P. S.: I didn't get enough rest today, so I couldn't post a big update. I'm sorry. I'll get a good night's sleep tonight and post a big update tomorrow.

Horus's daily boasting in the 30K era, a meme from the internet.