After the calls of the war faction reached their peak and those with other ideas fell silent, a figure pierced through the dome and landed in the very center of the council hall.
Other C'tan followed close behind.
The appearance of the C'tan instantly silenced the calls, and the atmosphere in the council hall grew a hundred times heavier.
These souled Necrons could sense the shift in atmosphere, and the Forger's far-from-perfunctory Biotransference had spared them the hardware limitations suffered by other Necrons.
Qin Mo held a seal in his hand as blue, flame-like stellar energy burned across his body.
When he turned once while holding the seal, everyone, from low-ranking to high-ranking master artificers, rose from their seats and bowed in the manner customary to the Kasa Dynasty, a ritual unlike that of other dynasties.
In everyone's eyes, just as Tukamon had said and predicted, this dynasty's god had returned.
"You cannot take revenge on the other dynasties yet." Qin Mo's voice echoed through the council hall. "What lies beyond this dimension is not as simple as you imagine, but I promise that perhaps, in the future, you will have the revenge against the other dynasties that you desire."
Qin Mo was not favoring the other Necron Dynasties, nor did he hold any fondness for dynasties such as Menak. Neither was he trying to help Szarekh stabilize the Necrons' internal situation.
He merely wanted to verify whether the Forger's identity still held any power to rally these Necrons.
The war faction's calls did not rise again.
"But I am watching over you, and I care about you." Qin Mo put away the seal and looked at Tukamon, the high-ranking master artificer whose body seemed sturdier than those of the other Necrons. "Tell me what happened after the Forger... after